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

Chapter 792: Attack and defense in the blue sky, leading you into an urn

In the darkness, the ancient city trembled, the Earth Array patterns flowed, and the Yellow Sand Array activated on its own.
In the four outer city districts of east, south, west, and north, the ground is cracked and spiritual energy surges.

Six yellow rock pillars rose from each side, gathering the spiritual power of the Earth element, causing spiritual sand to dance and transform into Earth rock walls that rose up.
"boom!"

A thick, azure beam of light crashed down, causing the rock walls to tremble and sand and gravel to tumble down. The brownish-yellow spiritual light and the azure water waves were equally matched.

On the cornerless ship, Miaoyun, dressed in a green gauze dress, swayed gracefully as she landed before the ancient city, but did not enter it.

“The wonderful charm of Biyue Pavilion has come to seek your guidance.”

Yan Youtai, get out here right now!

"coming."

The Hanhai Pavilion, with its agarwood pillars and sandalwood beams, exudes an imposing and majestic aura.

In the ancient and simple pavilion, the fragrance of incense wafts, and the landscape is like a continuous screen.

A verdant banner fluttered, its five colors of light—blue, red, black, white, and yellow—flowing and interacting, representing the five elements in harmony.

The gilded bronze had long been completely refined, and seven layers of withering and flourishing treasures revolved around the spirit banner, evolving the changing seasons and the scene of withering and flourishing.

Spring brings forth life, summer fosters growth, autumn brings harvest, and winter brings rest.
Wood generates fire, fire generates earth, earth generates metal, metal generates water, water generates wood, and wood generates fire again.
The mysterious energy within the Xuan Tian Ling Teng was continuously extracted and refined into the small cave, transforming into its foundation.

The Daoist principles of Jia Wood and Yi Wood collide, blend, devour each other, and finally transform into one another.

Fang Yi wore a robe that depicted mountains and rivers transforming into the moon, his long black hair tied up by an old vine, and the Daoist aura within the Realm of Withered Glory continued to grow.

He murmured to himself, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

"Miaoyun and Yunhui from Biyue Pavilion have finally arrived."

It seems that Qing Sui has finally broken through to the mid-stage of Core Formation and is starting to stir up trouble.

His gaze swept over the Jiejiao Pavilion, sensing the deeply concealed thunderous aura within.

He was a Core Formation True Person who cultivated the Thunder Dao, and was sent by Tian Quezi to assist him.

Then, Fang Yi's divine sense swept over the Maple Leaf Courtyard where Xiao Changce lived, and a faint fragrance wafted out.

In the secluded cave dwelling of Gongni, divination sticks were faintly visible.

His consciousness continued to spread.

Like a spider weaving its web, its eight limbs flailing as it spins silk; like a fisherman casting his net; like a hunter weaving a trap, patiently waiting for his prey to take the bait.
The vast divine sense silently, yet with apparent slowness, probed outwards towards the outer city.

Within the ancient city, one can witness the myriad aspects of human life. Some cultivators are panicked, anxious, and terrified, attempting to flee.

Some of the monks, their faces filled with greed, were already gathering their prey.

Some cultivators also intervened to suppress the unrest and maintain order among the cultivators in the ancient city.

The various characters changed in countless ways, each one imprinted into Fang Yi's soul.

Following them were a series of Pseudo-Core Formation Realm cultivators, Core Formation Seed cultivators, and Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Yu Feihong, Du Qingman, Yang Juyu, and Du Jiabao, four pseudo-Dan Qi, were connected, protecting Qin Yu, Li Heng, Zhu Huan, Huang Daiyue, and the others in the center.

The cultivators from the Five Extremes Peak, or those who were on good terms with the Five Extremes Peak, gathered on their own, their expressions solemn.

On the other side, a radiant light shone as cultivators from Tianji Peak activated their magical artifacts, their Daoist aura flowing freely.

Three-foot counting rods, black-patterned divination tubes, an octagonal compass, a plain white long banner, an ancient painting on a blue scroll, and a seven-section pine-patterned staff; a total of six magical treasures of various colors were offered up.

Under the full urging of the fake alchemist, the Bagua runes flowed, the landscape was painted with endless shadows, and the white banners fluttered, transforming into a secret array for divination.

A burly figure, surrounded by a fierce aura, confronted two pseudo-Core Formation cultivators.
"Great Completion?"
He broke through to the False Core stage in such a short time, but there seems to be something strange about his aura.

Fang Yi's consciousness paused slightly. After the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner was upgraded to a high-grade magic weapon, his soul became even more acute.

Previously undetectable secrets are now being subtly revealed.

"Capture the moment with a photograph, freeze it!"

With the flow of runes and the infusion of magical power, an ancient and simple mirror, gleaming with jade-like light, floated in the air.

The mirror reflected Fan Dacheng's robust physique and his short, fitted outfit.

As the power of the withering and flourishing magic was activated, the photographic mirror slowly rotated, and a diagram of the circulation of corpse energy throughout the body was gradually drawn on the mirror surface.

Fang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, a faint light gleaming in his dark pupils as he remotely sensed the flow of Qi and the order of Qi circulation in his acupoints.
"Not the antiqued heritage of Sudu Mountain"
The demonic legacy I inherited is adept at unorthodox swordplay, fighting to the bitter end; it is also skilled in sacrificing and refining blood and corpse-based magical artifacts.

Even if a true elixir is formed, it is merely a precious material used to refine the Blood Spring Coffin after the death of the Crimson Yin.

There is no such sinister corpse-path technique.

"Will the Blood Corpse Sect's reputation really entice the old monster to raise his bet?"

Inside the Hanhai Tower, Fang Yi fell into deep thought, his thoughts constantly shifting.

Having learned about the affairs of the Yin Realm of [Lishan], he was well-informed and his foundation remained intact.

Even if the Blood Corpse Sect was destroyed three thousand years ago, it is very likely that its lineage was passed down. So what?

"The Blood Corpse Sect is no match for me, but is it a blessing or a curse for Da Cheng?"

"Ok?"

Fang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly as he sensed the standoff in the eastern district of the ancient city. Two fake cultivators joined forces to block Fan Dacheng's path.

"The fishermen of the Yellow and Huai Rivers in Qingshuijian?"

And what about the newcomer, fake Danma You, who came to Qingkong Cliff with Dacheng before?

"These two are ungrateful bastards. They've served their purpose, so it's good to make an example of them later."

His eyes turned slightly cold as he patted the adorable silver-white beast beside him.

"Xiao Qi, you should go and guard the formation first. There's no need to hide the quality of the pills anymore."

On this grand chessboard of clouds, after much planning, it is my turn to stir up the winds and become the trendsetter.

"Yes, sir!"

Seven Precepts looked excited, a fighting spirit appearing in his eyes.

When Xuan Yang Mountain and Bi Shui Ge clashed, Fang Yi first broke through Qing Kong Cliff, then plotted against Bi Shui Ge, and finally defeated Yun He Island.

She has also benefited greatly, and her cultivation has now reached the third level of Core Formation, accumulating considerable wealth.
"boom!"

A gourd of earth element descended, its ancient runes flowing, suppressing the great sand formation.

The aura of the seventh-rank, third-level demon king soared into the sky, like a stabilizing needle suppressing all directions, and blended seamlessly with the formation.

As a demon king at the third level of Core Formation, he has also entered the third stage of array formation. In terms of combat, he is not as good as Fang Yi.

However, even among those who have reached the Core Formation stage, he is considered top-tier.

"Wow!"

Seven Commandments unleashed his full power, spreading demonic energy and causing numerous strange phenomena.

The wind howled, sand and stones flew, and the spiritual energy of the third-grade mid-level spiritual vein in Qingkong Cliff was also being extracted with all its might.

'The demonic pet, the Earth Pig, has made its move?'

Fang Yi and Yan Youtai are at odds, yet he allows his demonic pet to manipulate the Azure Sky Cliff's protective formation like this?

Miao Yun's mind stirred slightly, and she trusted Qing Sui's message a little more.

"It is highly likely that Yan Youtai perished at the hands of Yin Gu."

Her thoughts shifted, and she exchanged a glance with Yun Hui, instantly reaching a tacit understanding.

'Let's test the waters a couple more times!'
To avoid being schemed against by Yan Youtai and losing one's life and fortune.

"Senior Brother Shen Hong, lend me a hand!" Yun Hui'er whispered, holding the Huanshui Sword.

"Yes!"

On the deck of the ship, crimson demonic energy spread, and a gray-white ape-like figure clad in armor appeared.

The five fingers, white and velvety, clenched tightly, gathering strength.
"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Each powerful punch, imbued with demonic energy, crashed down with the force to shatter mountains and collapse peaks.

Within the vast array of yellow sand, brown mist churned, remaining unmoved despite the onslaught of demonic power.

"Is that all you've got?"

Seven Precepts' expression was strange, then he chuckled and said, "Having spent so much time with the master, I've come into contact with people who aren't Golden Core cultivators like Xu Qingshe."

Even a first-rate diviner like Yan Youtai, or at the very least, Xiao Changce, was evasive and difficult to ascertain his true nature.

"I've almost forgotten how ordinary Core Formation cultivators fight each other."

"Senior Brother Yun Fengzi, I'd like to trouble you to lend a hand as well," Miao Yun said softly, revealing her graceful and alluring curves.

The vast array of yellow sand is like a bottomless, icy pool; one can only glimpse its red surface but cannot fathom its depths.

“Agreed!” Yu Fengzi nodded slightly, stepped off the deck, and a cloud of spiritual energy rose beneath his feet.

"disease!"

With his short, stubby fingers, he slapped down, restoring the six heavy water tortoise beads to one, stringing them together into a scissor, and unleashing a powerful burst of energy as they struck down.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

The spirit sand in the Yellow Sand Formation surged, and Seven Precepts' expression turned solemn. The Yellow Sand Formation trembled slightly, blocking the Heavy Water Turtle Pearl.

Inside the Hanhai Pavilion.

Fang Yi remained seated cross-legged on the Dharma body, watching Qi Jie activate the Earth Treasure Gourd to fight two opponents at once.

He gazed at the rhinoceros-horn-shaped warship, still nearly a thousand feet away, and at Miaoyun and Yun Huier, who had fallen back onto the ship's deck.
"Let's see how long you, Miaoyun and Yunhui, can endure. With Yan Youtai dead, such a great opportunity has arrived."

If one has a foundation in the Golden Core stage, they will be more cautious.

Two pseudo-Golden Core cultivators?

"Once you enter Qingkong Cliff, you won't be able to escape."

The banners of decay and prosperity fluttered in the desolate realm, and wisps of life emerged, evolving once again within the nascent form of the Wood-Born Dojo.

Ancient ferns rose up, and delicate moss spread, creating a gloomy and damp atmosphere. Invisible gray-blue magic spread to both the inner and outer cities.

The Wonderful Method of Wooden Path [Yin Moss Dao Realm].

The Xuan Tian Ling Teng also belongs to the Yi Wood category, and is of the same kind as the Yin Moss Dao Domain.

Having diligently studied the Xuan Tian spiritual root day and night, Fang Yi had already achieved minor success in cultivating the [Yin Moss Dao Domain].

Combined with his past life's heritage, he created a unique and pivotal opportunity within the Dharma realm.

All that remains is for the two True Immortals, Miaoyun and Yunhui, to lose their patience and personally attack Qingkong Cliff.
inner city.

The yellow sand array separated the inside from the outside. Ma You looked like a middle-aged man, wearing a red and black robe, and his alms bowl emitted spiritual light.

"Fellow Daoist Fan, a wise bird chooses its tree to perch on, and a virtuous minister chooses his lord to serve. Why not join me in the Jiao-Dispelling Pavilion and become a disciple of True Man Yan?"

Not far from him stood Huang Huaiyu, wearing a mountain and river crown, with a round figure, a protruding belly, and squinting eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Fan, Master Yan's path to enlightenment is vast, and he has the potential to become a true master in the future."

We joined the sect early on, and as your cultivation progresses, the sect has provided us with a constant stream of support, refined magical treasures, and various magical artifacts.”

Why is Fellow Daoist Fan so stubbornly clinging to his delusions?

Look at the current state of Qingkong Cliff; in the end, it will still require Master Yan to suppress it.

Fan Dacheng glanced at the Jiaoge Pavilion, then swept his gaze over the numerous fake Core Formation cultivators surrounded by surging qi and five-colored precious light.

Based on the information gathered over these days, although unwilling to admit it, Yan Youtai's side in Qingkong Cliff had a significant advantage, while Fang Yi was at a complete disadvantage.

Joining now is not a good thing; it is highly likely that you will be dragged down and suppressed.

but.
He doesn't care!

Having received such a great favor from Fang Yi, how could I possibly back down like this?

Fan Dacheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his five fingers suddenly slapped out.

"Ma You, Huang Huaiyu, get out of here!"

"Good, good, good!

"They don't appreciate kindness!"

Ma You's eyes flashed with murderous intent, his aura turned chilling, and he gritted his teeth as he said:

"Fan Dacheng, you still have the Fan family of the Black Abyss Path. I'm waiting for you to come begging to me."

"roll!!!"

"That lowly maid from Biyue Pavilion made a move?"

Inside the inner city, there is a small courtyard with glazed tiles and planted with spirit maple trees.

Xiao Changce sat cross-legged in the pot of Lingzhen Five Flavors, completely naked.

He had just swallowed a Danyang fire date, which was bright red and emitted an enticing aroma.

"laugh!"

A small, exquisite snake emerged from a dark cauldron covered in witchcraft patterns, opened its mouth, and bit off a piece of flesh.

"Is Xiao Lang worried about your disciple Fang Yi?"

Xiao Changce groaned, urging his essence and blood to allow the skin and flesh of his abdominal wound to grow and gradually heal.

He looked at Hanhai Tower through the legal barrier, his face showing worry.

"Uncle-Master Tianque contributed five chapters of the Wood Dao Mystic Technique, two mid-grade third-tier spiritual herbs, and a piece of gilded bronze."

This enormous price must be paid off in Fang Yi's battles against the Azure Water Pavilion.

"If Fang Yi can't offer a sufficient return, then we'll be in big trouble later."

Ah Jiu's snake tail, inlaid with jade scales, swayed from side to side, her clear blue eyes revealing helplessness.

"So, what does Xiao Lang plan to do?"

"First, I will stop Hu Lei, and I will try my best not to make a move, so that Fang Yi can defend Qingkong Cliff on his own."
At least there's some explanation; now it's up to Fang Yi's fate.

Only by defeating Miaoyun and Yunhui can the White Bone Sect's Green Marrow be forced out.

But those two from the Azure Water Pavilion are not so easily defeated, even with an extra treasure from the Cave Heaven of the Wood-Growing Path.

But Yan Youtai also died.

Xiao Changce pinched the bridge of his nose, then sent out a crimson transmission talisman towards the Jiejiao Pavilion.

His thoughts shifted, and he said in a deep voice:
“Ah Jiu, even if my Uncle-Master Chi Mei condenses his Nascent Soul, I cannot stay in Dayun for long in order to activate your two-headed Flame Dragon bloodline and for the sake of your future path.”
My time to assist Fang Yi is running out.

"I hope Fang Yi can achieve his wish, otherwise he will be suppressed by Wu Hua and You Xishan later."

Xiao Changce was perfectly clear-headed; he knew that his disciple was no ordinary person and had lofty ambitions.

But Dayun was ultimately too small.
To improve one's cultivation, one must strive!
They fight for opportunities! They fight for spiritual veins! They fight for power!
"Wow!"

A crane's cry echoed, and a crane with a blue sky-reaching voice flapped its wings and landed, transforming into a jade talisman.

"Buzz!"

The jade talisman vibrated, and Fang Yi's deep voice came from within it.

"Master, we would be grateful if you could lend a hand and lure either Miaoyun or Yunhui into Qingkong Cliff."

Xiao Changce looked worried and spoke up.

"Fang Yi, are you really confident?"

Miao Yun and Yun Hui both possess extremely high-grade pills and have superior-grade magic treasures suppressing their power; they are no ordinary True Immortals.

"Master, rest assured, I have already made all the preparations." Fang Yi's eyes were resolute as he sensed the aura between the human and demon in the battle.

"Thank you for your help, Master."

"Since Fang Yi has a plan in mind, I will do my best to assist him."

Xiao Changce, wearing a crown of profound flames and a robe of crimson flames, took a step forward.

On the blue sky cliff.

With a wave of his sleeve, a crimson flame shot into the sky, and the Azure Flame Lotus Platform rose from the ground, supporting his figure as he ascended.

"Wonderful Rhyme and Cloud Wisdom, your skills have run out!"

"Xiao Changce?

Since it's Xiao Changce, a mere Core Formation cultivator, who's in charge of the overall situation…

Miao Yun felt a little more at ease, and the crescent-shaped blade from her sleeve flew out, transforming into a sharp silver ray that slashed down.

"coming!"

Xiao Changce grabbed with his five fingers, and a crimson pearl spun and crashed down.

"when!"

The silver moonlight shone brightly, instantly suppressing the Xuan Yan Pearl.

"Yan Youtai, why aren't you making a move?!" Miao Yun's chest pounded like a drum. If she didn't act now, Yan Youtai's chances of dying were already more than 50%.

She held back, taking a step forward and transforming into a ghostly afterimage as she headed towards Qingkong Cliff.

"disease!"

　Mid-Autumn Festival!
　　May all fellow practitioners enjoy family reunions, fulfilling lives, freedom from calamities and tribulations, and continuous blessings.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)