Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 791 The Five Elements Manifestation Within the Banner, Azure Waters Slay the Azure Sky Cliff

"Wow—"

Vast spiritual energy gathered and condensed into tiny water droplets that floated in the air.

The banner of the Void Realm's Withering and Flourishing swirled, swallowing up all the swirling spiritual energy.

Fang Yi, dressed in a green robe and wearing a lotus crown, sat cross-legged on the altar, his magical power flowing around him, evolving the Daoist rhythm of life and death.

"go with!"

With a wave of his sleeve, the spirit-sealing jade box flew out of his hand, and the gilded bronze fell into the withered and flourishing small cave.

The banner contained four lines of Taoist energy: green, red, black, and yellow. The spiritual vines on the Wutu spiritual soil were lush and verdant, and the underground fire veins were like snakes, with black water surging forth.
The five elements cycle: wood generates fire, fire generates earth, and earth generates...
"Zheng!"

The gilded bronze gleamed with a metallic luster, and as it vibrated, it clanged incessantly, firmly holding back the changes of the five elements.

"Among the five elements, metal is the hardest and the most difficult to refine. I don't know how long Master will be in seclusion this time."

Hopefully, we can get there before the Jade Water Pavilion attacks, otherwise it will be troublesome.”

Seven Precepts' dark eyes widened slightly, revealing a look of worry.

Even though Xuan Yang Mountain concealed the truth about Yan Youtai's death, the 'Yin Gu' old demon remained silent.

However, the White Bone Sect's Green Marrow would never conceal this, thus missing the opportunity to engage in battle between the Arch Fire Azure Water Pavilion and Xuan Yang Mountain.

The Blood-Red Bodhi Branch is a superior-grade magical artifact embryo, rich in pure essence.
Qing Sui will surely do everything in his power to stir up conflict between the two factions, creating time for him to refine his magical treasures.

Although Xiao Changce, a Core Formation Realm expert, was stationed at Qingkong Cliff.

However, Miao Yun and Yun Hui of Biyue Pavilion are both capable of fighting against mid-stage Core Formation cultivators.

There are also Yu Fengzi, Xuanzhi, Yanli, and others, who are also three Core Formation level warriors.

Without Fang Yi, Qingkong Cliff would inevitably fall, and the Five Extremes Peak lineage would suffer heavy losses.
"Little Seven, you've grown quite a bit. I'm worried about the younger generation's cultivation."

Watching the five elements come to a standstill, Fang Yi smiled lightly, confident and assured.

"The four elements of wood, fire, water, and earth rotate in turn. If all five elements are not present, it is indeed difficult to refine gilded bronze. It requires painstaking effort."
Neither Qing Sui nor Bi Shui Ge would give me this much time.

However, the foundation of the Void Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner is not the rotation of the Five Elements, but the changing of the four seasons and the Way of Withering and Flourishing.

"Withering and flourishing?" Seven Precepts seemed to be thinking, but asked in confusion.

"But the essence of the Xuan Tian Spirit Vine is extremely high, and it cannot be refined into a small cave heaven. How can it evolve the cycle of withering and flourishing?"

"Yes, the Mysterious Heavenly Vine is of extremely high quality and immense size. Even in its juvenile stage, it is extremely difficult to refine it into the banner, but..."

"The cycle of flourishing and decay isn't solely determined by the Mysterious Heavenly Vine, is it?"

Fang Yi opened his mouth and spat out a golden elixir, which was then placed on the treasure banner. The perfectly round golden elixir slowly rotated, its entire body changing from blue to yellow, and then from yellow back to blue.

Spring brings forth life, summer fosters growth, autumn brings harvest, and winter brings rest.
The banners of decay and prosperity in the ruins depict the changing seasons and the cycle of life and death.

"Buzz!"

As the blue and yellow Dharma wheel turned, three ancient runes appeared, driving the rotation of the five elements through changes of withering and flourishing.

"Boom!"

As the gilded copper is worn away, it transforms into fine gold threads that seep into the earth and combine with the earth's energy to create mineral deposits.

A vein of minerals with a metallic luster gradually took shape. Although the spiritual energy was thin, it was perfect in the five elements.

"Buzz!"

The banner of the Void Realm's Withering and Flourishing trembled, and five colors of spiritual light—blue, red, yellow, white, and black—converged; the five elements—wood, fire, earth, metal, and water—rotated in turn.
Runes wove together, evolving into magical restrictions. The twelve magical restrictions blended seamlessly, radiating a shimmering, precious light.

"How is it?" Fang Yi raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Is this the wonder of a first-grade golden elixir?" Qi Jie murmured softly, his eyes filled with shock.

Only someone who is also a Core Formation True Person can perceive the differences and mysteries contained within the pills.

"It's not just a first-grade Golden Core."

A wisp of Daoist charm appeared at Fang Yi's fingertip, transforming withering and flourishing, with green and yellow Daoist charm flowing, faintly evolving into the prototype of a Daoist temple.

Looking at the adorable, silvery-white little beast, he instructed it:
"The Great Toon Tree is an ancient spiritual root, but its essence is also Xuan Tian. The Scripture of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing is more important than the Way of Jia Wood."

When I condensed my core, I refined the energy of the Mysterious Heavenly Spirit Vine and extracted a trace of its origin.

Afterwards, he diligently cultivated the mystical energy of the universe, comprehending the transformations of Yi Wood. His Golden Elixir, now entirely composed of Jia Wood and Yi Wood transformations, subtly progressed further, eventually giving rise to such profound mysteries.”

He had a feeling that if he could completely refine the Xuan Tian Spirit Vine and comprehend the transformations of the Wood element, he could achieve his goal.

Not only can the quality of the elixir be further improved, but the "Scripture of Life, Death and Prosperity" can also be developed in a unique way, transforming the lineage of the Azure Emperor Palace into his own "Scripture of Life, Death and Prosperity".

It is hoped that the person who created the Sutra of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing will be no weaker, or even surpass him.

"Let's wait until this precious banner reaches the perfect balance of its five elements and advances to a high-grade magic weapon."

Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly, took out the jade slip containing the wondrous methods and supernatural powers of the [Yinmo Dao Domain], and probed into it with his divine sense, carefully comprehending it.

With the great clouds rising and the winds surging, he naturally wanted to seize this opportunity to obtain enough resources for his cultivation.

He knew perfectly well that Tian Quezi was willing to give up five wonderful wood-based techniques, two mid-grade third-level spiritual plants, and a piece of high-grade third-level gilded bronze.

It is a perfect combination of favorable timing, geographical advantage, and popular support.

If it weren't for Chi Meizi's desire to break through to the Nascent Soul realm, and the fact that Yan Youtai and Xiao Yan were killed by his scheme, Xuan Yang Mountain would have no one left to rely on.

Of the many forms of support provided, at most only 30% is actually given.

This 30% is only because of his impeccable lineage, being a direct descendant of the ancestral hall, and his potential for further advancement.
"Azure Marrow," Fang Yi murmured to himself. "You should break through too; the mid-stage of Core Formation is already a remarkable achievement."

"I'll temporarily send the Blood-Red Bodhi Branch to you; don't disappoint me."

In the southwest of Dayun, undulating mountain ranges spread like burial mounds, surrounded by yin energy, with pale spiritual light appearing and disappearing intermittently, as one White Bone Sect member wields magical artifacts.

The center of the mountain range was silent, with pale peaks rising abruptly from the ground, resembling a large tomb.

"Buzz!"

A white coffin, its body engraved with intaglio patterns and ghostly beasts, floats in the air. The True Man of Abyss Sea, dressed in plain white burial clothes and wearing a tall hat, lifts the coffin and rises up.

"Strange, very strange."

His pupils turned blue, and his eyes shone brightly. Through layers of magical restrictions, he sensed a withered life force sprouting.

"Spring comes out of dead trees?"

Sensing the barrier preventing him from peeping, Yuan Hai's magical power stirred slightly, and a tall, white-boned demon god, its entire body of spiritual bones like black jade, with a sinister aura, appeared behind him.

"boom!"

His energy merged with that of the White Bone Demon God, and his consciousness, magical power, and energy all continued to grow.

The barrier that could have blocked prying eyes was skillfully broken through. The steady growth of Qing Sui's cultivation was reflected in his soul.

"A mid-grade magic weapon of the Wood-Growing Dao?"

He certainly had a good opportunity.
If this green marrow truly advances further, it will reach the mid-stage of Core Formation.

"Buzz!"

The coffin of white bones closed again, and Yuan Hai, embracing the white bone demon god, continued to absorb and exhale the yin energy, increasing his cultivation.

"Xuan Yang Mountain's actions this time are somewhat strange, as the lineage of Wu Gengzi has been placed on the front lines."
"Whether Qing Sui breaks through to the mid-stage of Core Formation or not, it's a good opportunity to test the waters and see what that old monster Tianque is plotting this time."

"If I can seize this opportunity, I can break through my cultivation and enter the realm of a Great True Person."

His lingering voice echoed through the dilapidated tomb.

"Thanks to the fortuitous legacy left by our patriarch, our White Bone Sect has a Great True Person, which is why we have been able to establish ourselves in Dayun."

Yuan Hai felt a deep sadness in his heart. If he could stand upright and honorably in Dayun, why would the White Bone Sect need to sow discord between them?

Ultimately, it's due to insufficient cultivation. Even with the great treasure suppressing his foundation, he still can't unleash the full power of the White Bone Demon God.

“Lishan”
What exactly was it that the founding patriarch couldn't forget?

After three months.

The White Bone Gate, a hundred miles away from Burial Peak, is filled with surging, vast yin energy.

Qing Sui was draped in a robe of Yin Soul Dharma, with a white bone stupa on his head, and a verdant branch in his hand was slowly being refined.

"laugh!"

He extracted and refined a wisp of pure life essence.

The withered life force within the body, and past hidden injuries, are being continuously healed.
His long, flowing hair, emerald green, danced in the wind, his robes billowed, and a chilling aura emanated from his eyes.

His magical power was like a surging Yin River, and with the help of the power of the Bodhi branch of the Azure Blood, he constantly broke through the previous bottlenecks.

"boom!"

The overflowing magical power stirred up the wind and clouds, transforming into a pale white pillar of light that shot into the sky.

Qing Sui's face twisted in agony as he roared:

"break!"

"Boom!"

The bottleneck ruptured, blood vessels throughout the body burst, and a crimson blood mist erupted.

"It's finally done!"

"Hahaha, I've finally succeeded!!!"

Ignoring the excruciating pain in his bones and muscles, Qing Sui roared to the sky, and the aura of the fourth level of Core Formation soared into the heavens, startling the many hidden cultivators in the sect.

"Blue marrow?"

"How could it be him?"

A confluence of divine senses drove the dark skull, the white bone pearl, and the gloomy flying knives.
Various precious lights rose from the White Bone Sect's mountain gate, and finally a blazing divine consciousness flowed through it.

Beside the Soul Refining Pool, where hundreds of ghosts wailed, Chi Mingzi, clad in a crimson robe and wearing a three-yin crown, exuded a profound and mysterious aura.

"Isn't this old monster's foundation damaged, trapped in a bottleneck, and regarded as a half-discarded pawn by the sect leader?"

"That's good. Qing Sui has reached the mid-stage of Core Formation, which is enough to deal with the increasingly serious situation later on."

I also have enough time to take that crucial step in my cultivation."

Chi Mingzi was tall and straight, with a cultivation level of the fifth stage of Core Formation. His spiritual cultivation was exceptionally profound, far exceeding that.

His spiritual power merged into the Soul Refining Pool, subtly exceeding the limit of the mid-stage Core Formation realm.
"Oh!"

The Azure Marrow Divine Sense pressed down, obliterating the peering divine soul power.

Hearing the muffled groan beside him, a smile appeared on his lips.

"Dare to spy on me?"

Today, I've broken through my cultivation barrier and am in high spirits. I'll only obliterate your divine senses. If there's a next time...

The White Bone Relic Pagoda suppresses all directions, with a skeletal yaksha (demon) standing there with a blue face and fangs, its aura ferocious. "If there's a next time, this White Bone Relic Pagoda will need several more skeletal demons to suppress it."

"."

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The auras retreated rapidly, and no one dared to say a word, for fear of angering this old monster whose cultivation had greatly improved.

Holding the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch, his Dharma robes billowing, Qing Sui felt an extreme sense of joy.

"kindness?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, a gloomy look appearing on them, as he gazed eastward toward the White Bone Sect, his vast divine soul power making no attempt to conceal it.

"Red Nether?"
Once I advance further, I will naturally seize this third-tier Soul Dao Blessed Land.

Soul Refining Pool?
What follows will all be my destiny!

Qing Sui was full of confidence. After this breakthrough in cultivation, he had realized that the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch was no ordinary mid-grade magic treasure.
It vaguely resembles a top-grade magic weapon.

"That old bastard Yin Gu is a deep and cunning man. In order to seize the Jianyang decree, he exhausted his efforts to kill Yan Youtai."

If he had known that the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch had the potential to become a top-grade magic weapon, but instead lost it by mistake...
Haha, I wonder how ugly his face will look.

"And Senior Brother Yuanhai, relying on the White Bone Demon God and the Yin Soul White Bone Sword, has reached the level of a True Person Sect Master."

"This Blood-Red Bodhi Branch possesses a pure and refined essence. If it could be upgraded to a superior-grade magic treasure, I too would have the potential to become a sect leader."

"However, for now, let's spread the news of Yan Youtai's death so that Biyue Pavilion can restrain Xuanyang Mountain."

Otherwise, if we offend Zhang Hengyi or Tian Quezi, that would be a huge problem.”

Qing Sui summoned a jade-colored skull, then with a flick of his finger, the news of Yan Youtai and Xiao Yan's deaths was engraved within it.

He did not tell Yuanhai about the Blood Bodhi Branch, and he also kept the matter of Yan Youtai's death a secret.

For no other reason
The Abyss Sea could tolerate a cultivator at the mid-stage of Core Formation, and even a mid-grade magic treasure of the Wood-Life Path had not yet reached the bottom of the Abyss Sea.

However, if it is a Bodhi branch with the potential to become a high-grade magic weapon.
Qing Sui was full of confidence in the White Bone Sect's practices.

This abyss will surely be seized by force, and Chi Ming, who is skilled in cultivating the Dao of the Divine Soul, will not miss this opportunity.
"Buzz!"

The skull communication talisman transformed into a wisp of light and vanished, while Qing Sui's ghostly robes billowed as he murmured softly.

"Fight! Fight! If we don't fight until we're all bloodied and bruised, how will I have time to cultivate?"
"I will only make my move after I have refined the Blood Bodhi Branch to the highest grade."

Time was limited, so he did not refine all six of the treasures.

Therefore, unbeknownst to them, deep within the essence of the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch, a withered Daoist aura was swallowing the source of life.
One month later.

Baiyangze is a shimmering expanse of water, with mist rising from its surface, and islands of varying sizes nestled within it.

On Yunhe Island, pavilions and towers rise and fall in a staggered fashion, with cultivators coming and going incessantly. Some wear scholar's robes and carry scrolls; others are dressed in short clothes, exuding a capable and efficient aura; still others have graceful figures, their bodies surrounded by azure spiritual light.
After several years of recuperation, with the full support of the Biyue Pavilion, the island has recovered 80% of its vitality.

"Buzz!"

A beam of azure light descended, and Yun Huizi, whose skin glowed with a wheatish luster and whose physique was robust, gazed at her old rival with slightly cold eyes.

"Miaoyun, what brings you here?"

"Sister Yunhui, please don't be angry. I've come to tell you some good news."

Her long, dark hair cascaded down her shoulders, adorned with a jade hairpin, and her skin glowed translucent in the moonlight.

She was overjoyed and, with the help of the Yin Bone, defeated her formidable enemy and seized Yunhe Island.

Even at a great cost, by borrowing a hundred years of the future, one can mobilize spiritual objects within the sect.

They made a fortune!

Now that she has surpassed Yun Huizi, the Biyue Pavilion's lineage is beckoning to her.

as long as
Yun Huizi was unable to reclaim Qingkong Cliff on her own.
"Zheng!"

Yun Huizi's face turned cold. She released the Huanshui Sword from her hand, and the sword light, like water, transformed into a rushing river that swept down.

She parted her lips slightly and said, "Get out!"

"My sister meant well, why should Sister Yunhui be angry?"

Miao Yun's graceful figure swayed, and a Canglang Banner was raised from within her gauze dress, drooping with azure spiritual light.

"Oh!"

The sword, embodying the bleakness of autumn, was suppressed by the [Fubo] treasure seal triggered by the Canglang Banner.

Yun Huizi looked at Miao Yun in front of her, her eyes filled with increasing disgust.

"Wow!"

The Nether Spring Pearl was activated, seven precious seals circulated, water-moistened runes were woven together, and the sound of a clear spring flowed.

"Miaoyun, I'm saying this one last time: get out, or not?!"

As the bright moon rose, Miao Yun held the Xuan Yue Blade, her aura hazy and dreamlike.

She covered her mouth and chuckled softly, exuding charm and captivating allure.

"Sister, why be angry? This Nether Spring Pearl is a top-grade magic treasure."
But how much power can you and I, cultivators at the second level of Core Formation, unleash?

Seeing the Youquan Treasure shine brightly, Miaoyun's expression turned slightly solemn, and she stopped teasing Yun Huizi.

Her breath was sweet as orchids, and her pearly teeth parted slightly.

"Yan Youtai is dead, Xiao Yan has fallen, and I intend to attack Qingkong Cliff."

What does Senior Sister Yunhui think?

"Yan Youtai is dead? Xiao Yan has perished?"
How is that possible?!

Yun Hui's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints in disbelief and astonishment. She lost her grip on the Nether Spring Pearl, which leaked a wisp of watery light.

"Zheng!"

With a swift turn of the sword, Qiu Yi shattered the water's reflection, preventing the cave from being destroyed.

Yun Huizi's aura surged like the tide as she pressed on with the question:
“Who did it?

Xiao Yan is one thing, he's just someone who relies on magical treasures.

That Yan Youtai was completely different; his Heavenly Secrets Dao had almost reached the upper third rank, and his cultivation was at the mid-stage of Core Formation.

"To defeat him is already difficult enough, let alone cause his death and the annihilation of his cultivation?"

"Chen Sheng of Tiandaowu, the leader of Hehuan Sect, and Yuan Hai of Baigumen"
Which sect leader made the move?

"It's a yin bone."

Miao Yun was also surprised and checked several times.

"It was the Yin Bone Old Monster of the White Bone Sect who killed Yan Youtai in the Lesser Yin Mountain area."

Xiao Yan was severely injured and died at the hands of Qing Sui.

"Yin Bone?!" Yun Hui's eyes narrowed. "It was him?"
How could it be him?!

"The message from Qing Sui is that Yin Gu is plotting to seize the Jianyang Decree in Yan Youtai's possession."

Miao Yun narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly and transmitted her voice through the green marrow. If it weren't for the fact that the White Bone Sect was always embroiled in internal strife and used its fellow disciples as materials for refining treasures, she would have been able to tell the truth.

She wouldn't believe it for a second.
"Jianyang laws?"
If it is such a great treasure, then it is worth Yin Gu's painstaking efforts and careful planning.

Yun Huizi understood that Miao Yun was unsure whether Yan Youtai had actually perished.

They were afraid that when they besieged Qingkong Cliff, they would be outmaneuvered by Xuanyang Mountain.

After all, Yan has a strong background in Taiwan, and she knows his combat skills very well.

He could fight two opponents at once, and still have the strength to command his savage pets to assist his fellow disciples.

What are your plans?

Yun Huizi's eyes narrowed slightly as her thoughts raced. Yunhe Island was within Miaoyun's sphere of influence, not a place to linger.

If they could conquer Qingkong Cliff, even if it would only further enhance Miaoyun's reputation within the sect, she would still have made a huge profit.

Only by acquiring a third-tier spiritual land and establishing a foundation can one strive to catch up.

Yun Huizi knew what was going on.

Miao Yun was able to defeat her not because of her outstanding abilities or profound cultivation.

Instead, he was lucky enough to pay a huge price to get the help of the Yin Bone Old Monster.

"I have already informed Master Yu Yuan, and we will launch a full-scale attack on Qingkong Cliff."

Miao Yun got straight to the point, making no attempt to conceal her scheming.

"Sister Yunhui, would you be willing to lend me a hand?"

"Humph!"

Yun Hui's eyes flashed with a sharp light, but she did not refuse.

Qingkong Cliff is of great significance to her; if Miaoyun is allowed to act alone...

Being schemed against by Yan Youtai is one thing.
If Yan Youtai were to die and his Dao were to dissipate, only Fang Yi and Xiao Changce, two Core Formation True Persons, would remain at Qingkong Cliff.

Fang Yi is no match for him.
Miao Yun knocked down Qingkong Cliff. Given the chance, she would absolutely be reluctant to attack the spiritual veins and knock them down in rank.

“Let’s go! We’re from the same school, so I, as the elder sister, will naturally lend a hand to my younger sister, Miaoyun.”

Yun Huizi held the Youquan Pearl in her hand and agreed.

Miao Yun's phoenix eyes shimmered with light; even if Qing Sui hadn't spoken, she would have known Yu Yuanzi's presence.

Why would she harm Qingkong Cliff?
"In that case, I'll have to trouble you, Sister Yunhui."

Ten days later.

Amidst the bleak autumn wind, a towering ship without corners, surrounded by azure spiritual light and exuding immense power, sped through the air.

"arrive!"

On the deck of the ship, Miaoyun and Yunhui stood side by side, gazing at Qingkong Cliff.

"Let's make a move, let's test the waters first."

Yun Hui nodded slightly, pointed with her five fingers, and a magic seal fell into the core of the ship.

As the azure light gathered, a phantom of a giant, scaled rhinoceros appeared and swallowed the light.

"Roar!"

"Tidal Ocean Cannon, fire!"

"boom!"

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