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

Chapter 794 The Dharma Possesses a Primordial Spirit, Startling All Cultivators; Miao Yun Dies
"Wow!"

A substitute straw figure appeared, absorbing the lightning. Miao Yun's robes ripped apart, blood mist gushed out, and she appeared ten feet away like a cicada shedding its shell.

Her chest heaved, still shaken.

Just a hair's breadth away.
Just a hair's breadth away!
If it weren't for the straw doll bestowed upon her by Yu Yuanzi, she would have perished under Fang Yi's scheme.

Lei Dao, a Core Formation True Person, is skilled in the art of killing and warfare, let alone Hu Lei, who is at the mid-stage of Core Formation.

"Tsk, disciples of major sects are indeed difficult to kill."

Fang Yi's robes fluttered, as if he had expected this, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

The Great Master Yu Yuanzi of the Azure Water Pavilion values ​​cultivators highly; how could he not bestow upon them a life-saving trump card?

But these life-saving trump cards are few and far between.

"A scapegoat?"
"How many of these life-saving treasures does Fellow Daoist Miaoyun possess?"

His fingertips moved in a series of hand seals, gathering the power of the wood spirit and transforming it into slender leaf blades.

The blades are as thin as paper, with a chilling glint on both sides, capable of severing hair with a single blow.

"Imperial decree: Green Leaf Blade"

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!" Blades of leaves shot out one after another.

"disease!"

The flag flutters in the vast ocean, misty vapors gather, and the azure water shimmers, shattering the blades of leaves.

Miao Yun's already pale face became even more ashen and bluish-black, and her life force decreased by another three points.

"This can't go on!"

"Having been tricked by Qingyangzi Fang Yi, if things continue like this, let alone taking down Qingkong Cliff, even retreating will come at a considerable cost."

Miao Yun stood out among the many cultivators in the Biyue Pavilion and was able to advance to the Core Formation stage, which shows that she was not an indecisive person.

A precious elixir flew out from her sleeve. After swallowing it, her energy slightly recovered. Without the slightest hesitation, she raised her five fingers and made a vow against her inner demons.

"After defeating the cultivators of Xuanyang Mountain and breaking Qingkong Cliff, I will not take a single penny."

If this vow is broken, Miaoyun will suffer the calamity of inner demons' backlash, and her cultivation will not progress an inch.

"Senior Sister Yunhui, for the sake of our sect's future generations and the continuation of our lineage, we cannot hold back!"

She activated her magic, and the long blade of the Xuan Yue Blade gleamed with silver light, slashing down in an instant.

Fang Yi flicked his sleeve, and the Azure Lotus Banner unfurled, sending down countless ripples that held back the Crescent Moon Blade.

He glanced at Yun Huizi, who was clad in armor, out of the corner of his eye. Her aura was vast and boundless, like a rushing river.

Clearly persuaded by Miao Yun, he stopped being wary of his fellow disciples and unleashed his full power.

'That's fine then!'

Surrounded by a vibrant aura, Fang Yi's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and a murderous intent rose in his heart.

"I'm going to kill Miaoyun from Biyue Pavilion. I'll trouble Senior Brother Hulei to stop Yunhui."

"Leave this to me!"

However, junior brother, you must also be careful. This Miao Yun possesses pure magical power and a [Moon] attribute spiritual body; she is no ordinary person.

Master Hu Lei was a burly man with a purple robe fluttering in the wind, his five fingers gripping like a bear's.

Although he didn't believe Fang Yi could kill Miao Yun, he decided to do her a favor, so he wouldn't say it aloud.

"boom!"

Lead-like clouds churned, and two mighty hammers, crackling with lightning, struck down upon Chao Yun Huizi.

Within the Yinmo Dharma Realm, dark blue mist swirled and flowed, its green threads sealing off all directions and encircling the cultivators.

The Netherworld Pearl crashed down, creating towering waves.

Not to be outdone, the Thousand-Pound Hammer, surrounded by purple lightning, transformed into two one-horned thunder rhinoceroses that stomped down.

Yun Huizi only had the cultivation level of the second stage of Core Formation, and her foundation was limited, so she could only unleash 40% or 50% of the power of a high-grade magic weapon at most.

Even the nascent form of the Youquan Treasure Pearl, which inherently possesses the essence of a water-themed Daoist practice, is difficult to activate.

Even so, with the help of magical artifacts, he was still evenly matched with Hu Lei.

"A superior-grade magic weapon can overcome any technique with sheer force; now it all depends on Fang Yi's skill and whether he can defeat Miao Yun."

Master Hu Lei patted his storage bag, summoned a thunder-patterned stone tablet, and shattered the giant wave.

They had already done their best to stop Miaoyun, but they could not escape.

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Hu Lei."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, accepting the favor and expressing his gratitude.

His robes fluttered in the wind, and behind him rose an ancient tree, not the illusory image of the Great Toon Tree, but the Azure Spirit Tree of the Azure Sky.

The lush vitality spread like grass and trees, its branches growing and strangling the female cultivator with her vast energy.

"Wow!"

A bright moon rises, but it is the Xuan Yue Blade that spins, Miao Yun Silk draped over her shoulders, a jade hairpin on her head, that shatters the lush green life with a wave of her hand.

"Just because Hu Lei ambushed me once, you've become so arrogant?"

"You want my life?"

"Fang Yi, you are welcome to make a move!"

Beyond the realm of law, countless divine senses descended.

The staff struck, the jade tablets transformed into hexagrams, heavy water droplets spun and rolled, and the fragrance of medicine wafted through the air.
Salt Li, Gongni, Yufengzi, Xuanzhi, Qin Yu, Fan Dacheng, Huanghuai Yu
All the cultivators who fought in Qingkong Cliff turned their attention to the Yintai Dao Domain, sensing the vibrant life force and the fierce struggle between the boundless water light.

Li Heng wore a jade crown and held the Han Hai Pearl in his hand. His eyes were solemn as he murmured softly.

"Can Master defeat Miaoyun?"

Huang Huaiyu, round-figured, his eyes trembling slightly, prayed silently. He hoped, 'It must be a draw!'

Salt-laden quinoa drives waves of yellow mud that cling to jade counting rods, murmuring softly.

"Senior Sister Miaoyun, our fate hinges on this moment. We must defeat Qingyangzi Fang Yi!"

These divine consciousnesses have different stances, different meanings, and different thoughts.

But everyone knows
With his mid-stage Core Formation cultivation, Master Hu Lei stopped Yun Huizi, who was wielding a high-grade magic weapon.

Many Core Formation cultivators, Pseudo-Core Formation cultivators, and top Foundation Establishment cultivators also have opponents.

Even if we win, we can't change the overall situation.

The battle at Qingkong Cliff has dragged on until now, with both factions having revealed almost all their secrets, and the outcome hinges on Fang Yi and Miao Yun.

The victors soar to the heavens, while the losers fall to the dust.

Xuan Yang Mountain cannot afford to lose, and Bi Shui Ge cannot afford to lose either.
Fang Yi's sword-like eyebrows relaxed, and under the silver moonlight, he looked even more handsome and dashing.

Lotus light flowed beneath his feet, and behind him, the azure sky and the green spirit trees stood tall and majestic, their vitality transforming into swirling mist.

"Wow!"

The five colors of blue, black, yellow, white, and red flowed together as the power of the grotto descended.

As he sensed the divine senses of the two sects descending, Fang Yi's lips curled into a smile, exuding extraordinary elegance.

He spread his five fingers, the verdant leaves of the Bodhi tree unfurled, and murmured to himself:

The stage is ready, the audience is seated, all that remains is to take Miaoyun's life.

A flicker of excitement appeared in his dark eyes.

Defeating the wielder of the Mysterious Moon Blade and the protective aura of the Azure Wave Banner was enough for him to completely surpass other True Immortals of the same level and ascend to the pinnacle of the Great Cloud Realm.
From then on, Wu Hua, Zhang Hengyi, and You Xishan became equals, and the great masters Chi Mei and Tian Que showed them sufficient respect.

To truly reach the pinnacle of Xuan Yang Mountain, obtain the most exquisite spiritual items of the Great Cloud, collect cultivation techniques, and aid one's path to enlightenment.

Later, when Tian Quezi destroyed the White Bone Sect, the opportunities and fortunes he received were vastly different.
"A battle to establish authority must be fought openly and fairly."

Three beams of precious light flowed from the Bodhi branch, swaying in the wind like willow branches.

Fang Yi's fingertips moved in various hand seals, unleashing a series of magical handprints accompanied by a long, majestic dragon roar.

"Yan!"

The crimson Bodhi tree branches stretched out, their tips transforming into the roaring heads of ferocious dragons. The main branches became a thick spine, the side branches turned into chilling claws, and the remaining branches, long and slender, became dragon tails.
"Azure Dragon Fighting Dragon Technique?"

"It's far inferior to what Yan Youtai could do."

Miao Yun felt a slight sense of relief. Did she really think she could outmaneuver her with such tricks?
Idiot's dream!

She gently touched it with her slender, delicate hand.

Azure tides surged forth from the Azure Sea Banner, and the Mysterious Moon Blade, imbued with magical power, transformed into a bright moon that rose into the sky.

"Wonderful Method: The Moon Rises Over the Azure Sea!"

"Zheng!"

The silver moon locked onto the enemy's aura and crashed down.

"In terms of the time I've spent cultivating the Azure Dragon Fighting Technique, I am indeed inferior to Senior Brother Yan Youtai."
In terms of sheer power?

Five-colored spiritual light flowed around Fang Yi, and the power of the cave heaven fell into the azure dragon.

Brown stone scales sprouted from its body, sharp, cold metal energy seeped into its claws, shimmering water turned into mist, and crimson flames merged into the dragon's fire.
And finally, the lush greenery and vibrant energy flowed with a spiritual essence, giving rise to a touch of spirituality.

"Roar!"

The azure dragon roared to the sky, surrounded by malevolent energy, its sharp claws gleaming with a metallic sheen as it extended.

"Azure Dragon Protrudes with Claws!" "Tear!"

"collapse!"

A corner of the silver moon was shattered, the light of the Xuan Yue Blade dimmed, and a nick the size of a thumb appeared on the blade.

"Does the law possess a primordial spirit?"
A miraculous method that can communicate with the divine?!

Miao Yun's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints as she spoke in disbelief.

Core Formation cultivators cultivate their cultivation domains, comprehend the Daoist principles, and nourish their precious elixir in their dantian.

Until the precious pill, like the placenta of heaven and earth, nurtures an infant, imbuing the magic power with a trace of spirituality.

It means that the elixir is fully formed, the elixir breaks and the tribulation descends, and the merit is achieved and the realm is broken.

The so-called "law possessing primordial spirit" means that as the cultivation level of a True Immortal in the Core Formation stage increases, the supernatural powers and wondrous methods they practice acquire acquire a trace of spirituality.

From then on, his magical power became consistent and his might increased greatly.

"impossible!

Such a cultivator must be at least a Great True Person to have the foundation to activate such wondrous supernatural powers and techniques.”

Miao Yun suppressed her fear. If Fang Yi really had such ability, it wouldn't have been just a piece of the Xuan Yue Blade that was shattered.

"Naturally, it is not that the law possesses a primordial spirit, or that the wondrous law is divine!"

Fang Yi waved his sleeve, and the Azure Dragon roared to the sky, swallowing clouds and spitting out mist, before its claws slashed down again.

"Oh!"

The Xuan Yue Blade transformed into a silver moon and was once again forced back to its original form. Miao Yun tasted a metallic sweetness in her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

'It's not that the Dharma has a primordial spirit, but it's almost there.' Fang Yi murmured to himself.

Having accumulated profound knowledge and experience over two lifetimes, he was limited by his cultivation level, making it difficult for him to utilize many of his methods.

However, after refining the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner, a high-grade magic weapon became its natal artifact.

Many of the wondrous techniques of the Nether Spring Sect can be used.
He was certainly not as skilled as Yan Youtai in the Azure Dragon Fighting Technique, but if it were the Fierce Dragon Transformation Technique from the Black Water True Dragon Scripture...
"Roar!"

The azure dragon roared, as the power of the grotto-heaven within the Yinmo Dharma Domain descended.

Fang Yi's eyes were cold as he continued to extract the true meaning of the Fierce Dragon Turning Dragon Technique and combine it with the Azure Dragon Fighting Dragon Technique.

A majestic aura appeared in the crimson eyes of the Azure Dragon.

The azure dragon swung its tail, its scales gleaming with jade light, and with immense force, it lifted the crescent moon blade.

"Boom!"

Fine cracks appeared on the notch of the Xuan Yue Blade.

Miao Yun vaguely sensed the power of life and death, and her soul trembled.

The Star-Refining Talisman in the Dantian absorbs and releases Dan Yuan, essence, blood, and vitality, like a bottomless glutton.

at last
Pure magical power surged forth as if it had undergone a complete transformation.

Miao Yun's face was ferocious, and the Canglang Banner transformed into the tide, stirring up thousands of giant waves that crashed down.

With a flick of his fingertip, Fang Yi's eyes were like an ancient, icy pool, deep and unfathomable.

"It's time to set off, Fellow Daoist Miaoyun."

"Roar!"

The azure dragon's long tail shone with five-colored spiritual light, the five elements flowed, and the power of the grotto heaven blessed it.

"Oh!"

The crescent moon blade snapped in two at the tail, and the azure dragon's claws shot out once more.

"How can it be?!"

With the magic weapon destroyed, Miao Yun's face turned ashen from the backlash, and a hint of determination flickered in her eyes.

"This is the Xuan Yue Blade, forged by a Grand Master, with the Six Paths Treasure Restriction fully perfected."

"The Mysterious Moon Blade is of extremely high grade, even among mid-grade magic weapons, it is top-tier. But Fellow Daoist Miaoyun, are you among the top-tier Core Formation cultivators?"

Fang Yi grabbed with his five fingers, and at the same time, the Azure Dragon extended its claws!

"It's time to set off, Fellow Daoist Miaoyun!"

"Tear it!"

The green pine dragon claws unleashed a murderous aura that soared to the sky, tearing apart the Canglang Banner that blocked its way. Then, the green dragon swung its tail.

"Oh!"

"boom!"

The shockwave rippled outwards, and Miaoyun was completely reduced to a pulp, her body and soul vanished.

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"Master has won!"

"Fang Yi won?"

"The wondrous rhythm truly transcends life and death?"

"How can it be?!"

The cultivators fighting fiercely in the ancient city all looked slightly stunned.

Immediately, many cultivators from Xuan Yang Mountain were overjoyed. Qin Yu, Li Heng, Yu Feihong, and many other cultivators were ecstatic.

Yanli, Yufengzi, Xuanzhi, and others were all as if they had lost their parents.
"go!"

Yun Hui disregarded her battle with Hu Lei Zhenren and unleashed the mysterious light of the Youquan Treasure Pearl, piercing through the great formation.

Then, a bright blue light swept away the core juniors, many fake cores, and real cores.

In an instant, they landed on the cornerless ship outside Qingkong Cliff.

As the shimmering water faded, Yun Huizi's expression turned solemn. He cast a magic seal to urge the treasure ship to escape.

The sandstorm slowly dissipated.

Master Hu Lei stared at Fang Yi in astonishment and said:
"Junior brother, you are truly skilled! You have only cultivated for two hundred years, yet you have already achieved such a level of cultivation!"

His eyes were filled with envy. After this battle that established his authority, many sect leaders and masters of the Great Cloud Sect had to give Fang Yi some face.

For no other reason
Miao Yun refined the Xuan Yue Blade, and with the Cang Lang Banner protecting her, her cultivation level was also at the second stage of Core Formation.

Such a person can fight against a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator and is also a top-tier Core Formation True Person.

Such a cultivator perished at Azure Sky Cliff, though due to Miao Yun's negligence and carelessness, he was caught off guard by someone who was both intentionally and unintentionally ambushed.
But Miaoyun died and her cultivation vanished!
This was beyond the expectations of all the cultivators in the city.
"Don't chase the poor bandits!"

With a wave of his sleeve, Fang Yi caused the Azure Spirit Tree behind him to tremble and the Yin Moss Domain to dissipate.

The tattered Crescent Moon Blade, the Canghai Banner torn in two, and the storage bag embroidered with silver threads fell into his hands.
"Imperial Decree: Nourish Qi with Five Lotuses!"

"Imperial Decree: Xuanzhi Ascends to Divinity!"

"Imperial decree: May your influence be as gentle as a spring breeze and as nourishing as spring rain!"

"The wondrous method: endless life!"

The three wondrous methods combined, creating a vibrant energy field. Spiritual rain fell, nourishing the soul and healing the injuries.

Fang Yi looked at the crowd with gratitude, his deep voice echoing.

"Fellow disciples, take good care of yourselves. One month from now, we will attack Yunhe Island and completely drive that vile woman from Biyue Pavilion out of the spiritual vein!"

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The ancient city was slightly immersed in the atmosphere, and then cheers and exclamations erupted like a tidal wave.

Fang Yi cupped his hands in greeting, then picked up the storage bag and entered Hanhai Pavilion again.

Ten days later.

Xuanyang Mountain, with its Tianji Peak shrouded in mist, features a waterfall that plunges three thousand feet down with tremendous force.

Inside the Star-Picking Pavilion, a bronze armillary sphere rotates, evolving celestial phenomena and continuously nourishing the Heavenly Witch Jue.

A gasp of astonishment rang out. Tian Quezi, his white hair withered and decaying, clutched a jade talisman, his cloudy eyes gleaming with a sudden burst of light.

He murmured in a low voice:

"Did Miaoyun of Biyue Pavilion die?"

He was killed head-on by Fang Yi in the battle at Qingkong Cliff, and had almost no chance to fight back.
Fang Yi actually managed to do it?!

"it is good!"

"very good!"

He laughed heartily, the starlight shimmering endlessly, and exclaimed in admiration.

"This is the successor of my Xuanyang Mountain Taoist lineage."
Fang Yi's talent is so great that he should be nurtured to strengthen the sect's lineage.

Woo.
"I remember he inherited the Green Wood Palace's puppet array technique; perhaps the White Bone Sect can share more opportunities with him in the future."

"Also, keep a close eye on Yu Yuanzi of Biyue Pavilion, lest she bully the weak and harm the direct descendants of Xuan Yang Mountain."

(End of this chapter)