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

Chapter 798 Five Flowers Appear, Attack the Island!
next day
The Azure Sky Cliff was ablaze with heat, and the hundred-zhang-long Earth Phoenix Pavilion ship trembled as twelve magical restrictions merged to manifest a precious light.

A hundred birds sing, cranes, phoenixes, eagles, and crimson eagles. The patterns of many birds transform into wings, ready to take flight.

Fang Yi was dressed in brocade robes, wearing a jade crown, and had a tall and straight figure.

Watching the passing cultivators, his gaze fell on the very center of the city, where a small silver-white beast lay on the Earth Treasure Gourd, happily munching on a sea buckthorn fruit.

"Qingkong Cliff is in Xiaoqi's care. The Yellow Sand Formation must not be closed until I return."

"With me here, sir, you can rest assured."

We will guard the cave well and await your triumphant return.

Seven Commandments blinked his dark eyes and tapped his silver hoof.

The demonic power poured out from the mouth of the gourd made of Earth, and the thick mountain runes flowed around it. Spiritual sand was sprayed out and turned into a sandstorm that swept across the land.

Array patterns were drawn, and brown mist rolled, completely obscuring the ancient city.

The Yellow Sand Formation is complete!

Fang Yi nodded slightly upon seeing this. The Seven Precepts Pill was of high quality, and the cultivator had already reached the third level of Core Formation. He drew spiritual energy from the spiritual veins to strengthen the Yellow Sand Array.

Even a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator would find it difficult to breach Azure Sky Cliff.

With You Xishan keeping an eye on Biyue Pavilion, Chen Sheng, the leader of Tiandaowu, was having a great time fighting with Zhang Heng.

With such a strong foundation guarding Qingkong Cliff, he wouldn't have his lair raided by enemy villains during his attack on Yunhe Island.

Fang Yi's gaze was sharp, ignoring Hu Lei and Xiao Changce, both Core Formation cultivators.

He glanced at the cultivators on the ship: Ni Gong, Tan Xing, Du Qingman, Zhu Huan, and Huang Daiyue.
More than ten pseudo-Dan Masters and over a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators, combining the Five Extremes and Heavenly Secrets lineages, can be said to have come out in full force.

His gaze lingered briefly on Xiao Changce, who was wearing a dark robe, leaning against the railing, looking listless.

The surface energy gradually weakened, but the essence seemed to have been tempered, becoming more profound.
However, this aura was somewhat strange, unlike that of human cultivators.

The six-pointed plum blossom's illusory image flashed briefly in Fang Yi's eyes, and his thoughts raced.
As he studied the spirit of bad luck, his understanding of celestial secrets improved day by day. He accumulated a profound understanding at the near-third level, which was no less than that of a celestial master who had dedicated himself to the path for many years.

Even at Tianji Peak, there are only two Tianji Masters who can surpass him: one in the light and one in the dark, Tian Quezi and You Xishan.

Furthermore, through the evolution of life, death, prosperity, and decay, and the changing seasons and solar terms, one can gain a keen understanding of the workings of Qi.
He had a vague idea of ​​Xiao Changce's true strength.

'Neither human nor demon, the magical power circulating in its acupoints has a certain charm of being born from heaven and earth.'

Calling it a transformation between heaven and man is incorrect; replacing it with "human" or "demon" would be easier and more accurate.

Strange, very strange.
No wonder Xiao Changce, at the early stage of Core Formation, was ranked among the direct disciples of Xuan Yang Mountain and listed in the Pure Yang Treasure Scroll.
This was not merely due to the assistance of Patriarch Guang Sheng, but rather a result of his own exploration and discovery of a unique path.

Fang Yi did not delve into the hidden secrets, a smile appeared on his lips, and he flicked his sleeve.

"Buzz!"

With its wings flapping and a chorus of birdsong, the ship shot towards Yunhe Island with lightning speed, like an arrow released from a bow.

In the gale-force winds, the warship sped through the clouds.
The top floor of the ship, the Flying Bird Pavilion.

A landscape screen stands horizontally, and the sandalwood incense burner wafts gently from within.

Fang Yi and Xiao Changce sat facing each other, brewing spiritual tea, its aroma filling the air.

"Master, I'm sorry to trouble you with the matter of Yunhe Island, but I shouldn't immediately take full action, lest I alert the enemy."

“You and I are of the same lineage as master and disciple, so this matter is simple. Originally, it was a bit troublesome for True Person Hu Lei, who is a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator.”

However, Qingkongya acted swiftly and decisively when fighting Miaoyun, and Hulei was also willing to do you a favor.

Although Hu Lei is not a True Person of the three main lineages, his cultivation is not weak and his combat skills are first-rate. It is just right for you, my disciple, to win him over.

As your teacher, I see you have lofty aspirations, which is commendable. However, don't forget to keep your eyes on the path ahead.

Xiao Changce poured the tea onto the golden toad tea pet, played with the jade cup in his hand, and sighed inwardly.

It's truly admirable that Fang Yi has actually come this far.

The cultivators in the sect, unaware of Fang Yi's background, assumed he was a blood relative and thus offered him much support.

How could he not know the truth?

Fang Yi was originally a minor cultivator with a mid-grade wood spirit root.

After careful planning, they have come this far, leading the cultivators of Tianji Peak, Ancestral Hall, and Xuan Yang Main Lineage to jointly attack Biyue Pavilion.

This is the most crucial step in seizing control of the sect.

The three Xuan Yang lineages are united in their own interests, each with its own agenda, let alone the ability to command the cultivators of the three lineages.
Leading a lineage of disciples with complex and intertwined connections is a difficult task.

If Fang Yi succeeds in this trip, kills Qing Sui, and defeats Biyue Pavilion, then after Chi Meizi breaks through, he will be able to seize a huge advantage of Xuan Yang Mountain.

Riding on the coattails of the Nascent Soul True Monarch, it soared ninety thousand miles into the sky.
It's enough that he has a chance, even a slight chance, to go further.

'That's good. With a Great True Person emerging from the Five Extremes Peak and a Treasure of the Grotto Heaven suppressing him, the lineage of Dao can be passed on without hindrance.'

I can now confidently take that crucial step.

Xiao Changce composed himself. Fang Yi was listed among the core of the Daoist lineage, and he could explain the most confidential information of the Ancestral Hall to him.

The reason he didn't explain the past wasn't because he didn't value Fang Yi, but because he valued him too much and was worried that Fang Yi would be too ambitious and go astray.

"Fang Yi, I won't hide it from you."

You have advanced to the Pure Yang Scroll, becoming a true disciple of the sect, with the right timing, location, and people all converging.

"The reason I am able to do this, besides the great favor of my master, is that I possess unique inner strength."

Xiao Changce's eyes were slightly closed, surrounded by a scorching demonic aura. Jade-colored snake scales with blood streaks grew on his head, face, neck, and the back of his hands.

"The demon transformation technique of the half-demon lineage of the Great Li Kingdom?"

"No, it's not right, it's misleading!"

The magical powers of this human and demon are mutually tempering each other; the magical powers of cultivators in the Great Li realm do not exhibit this characteristic.

Fang Yi frowned slightly, his thoughts shifting. Relying on Gu Jiushang's words, Xiao Changce's cultivation of the [Mysterious Gluttony Hundred-Day Banquet] reached the third level.

He had also consulted the teachings of others, and the methods of obtaining materials, which involved blood, flesh, skin, and bone, were truly unique.

But there is absolutely no way to transform between a human and a demon in this way.

"I cultivate the Fire Dao technique to break through to the Core Formation realm."

But my foundation lies in the culinary art of the ancestral master, the "Mysterious Gluttony Hundred-Day Banquet," and I have also borrowed from the "Heavenly Manifestation Great Method" of the Xuan Yang main lineage, comprehending the principles of Yin and Yang transformation within it.

"Yin and Yang are the foundation of heaven and earth, and can be transformed into each other. They are inherited from the ancient lineage of [Witchcraft and Ghosts]."

Heaven is yang, earth is yin, humans are yang, ghosts are yin, so what about demons?

"Coincidentally, I also possess a trace of snake blood."

Xiao Changce's eyes narrowed like those of a serpent, his expression solemn, and he sincerely said:

"The sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and the most outstanding inheritance has never been in the Sutra Repository, but in the hands of the Xuan Yang Main Line, Tianji Peak, and the Ancestral Hall."

Your inclusion in the Pure Yang Scroll brings both constraints and advantages.

The Ancestral Hall lineage's [Celestial Incarnation Technique], the [Return to Origin Blood Wine] passed down by the Five Watches Ancestor, and the Ancestral Hall's [Mysterious Gluttony Hundred-Day Banquet].

These three lineages are all authentic texts, containing Daoist wisdom and handwritten notes from past masters; you must not miss them.

"Is it the true manual of inheritance, not the jade slip for transmitting skills?"

Fang Yi's pupils contracted slightly, his heart filled with astonishment. Xuan Yang Mountain was indeed hiding something deep.

To pass on the authentic text requires the essence of Taoism; it would take at least a great master to painstakingly draw it.

Both the "Celestial Transformation Technique" and the "Mysterious Hundred-Day Banquet" are inherited from ancient times and have a very powerful origin.

【Guiyuan Blood Wine】being ranked alongside the former is no small feat.

These three true scriptures are not something that a Grandmaster at the Core Formation stage could draw.

"Yes, it is the original, the original hand-drawn and refined by a Nascent Soul True Monarch."

When the three founders established their sects, they were all top-tier masters, but unfortunately, they were out of luck and made a wrong move.
But it also leaves a solid foundation for us, the younger generation.

Xiao Changce's eyes were filled with pride. Xuan Yang Mountain had a thousand-year-old heritage, with generations of great masters dedicating their lives to it. In terms of foundation, it was no less than that of the Nascent Soul sect.

Unfortunately, without a Nascent Soul True Monarch to oversee its foundation, its strength is inferior to others. The sect's top inheritances must be kept secret to avoid attracting attention.

His eyes were deep and he softly reminded Fang Yi, "You have chosen to use your position as sect leader to benefit yourself."

This journey has been rugged and winding, filled with mud. You have come this far, and now it is time to reap the rewards.

But remember, do not let power and position interfere with your cultivation; cultivation is the foundation for us cultivators.
Otherwise, by the time one's lifespan is exhausted and one's physical body weakens, it will be too late to awaken to this truth." "Disciple understands, thank you for your guidance, Master."

Fang Yi felt a warmth in his heart. Xiao Changce truly regarded him as a successor of the Daoist lineage, which was why he would offer such guidance.

He understood the unspoken meaning in Xiao Changce's words.

Are these three genuine copies the entire essence of Xuan Yang Mountain?
Compared to the Core Formation Realm cultivators who grew up in the Ancestral Hall and were valued by Huang Guangsheng, he was a cut above in terms of cultivation.

However, he was far less knowledgeable about the secrets and hidden information within the sect than Xiao Changce.

Three days later.

The towering Qingkong Cliff is shrouded in mist and howling winds.

A crimson light descended, and the Five Flower Immortal watched as the brown sand swirled, enveloping the city atop the Azure Sky Cliff.

She brushed a stray strand of hair from her temple and parted her red lips slightly.

"They're using a grand formation to conceal their stronghold; they're certainly being cautious?"

Without the slightest hesitation, a hint of amusement appeared in her eyes. She summoned a fiery red spirit veil to conceal her figure, then took a step forward and landed in the formation.

"Wow!"

Brownish-yellow sand swirls and churns, scraping iron like mud, rolling towards the five-colored hue.

"Who is coming?"

In the heart of the inner city, Seven Commandments stood warily, his dark eyes fixed on the rolling rosy light within the great array of yellow sand.

A graceful figure moved as if walking on flat ground amidst swirling yellow sand and shooting earth blades.

"There seems to be no malicious intent. Who is concealing their identity?"

Qi Jie frowned slightly, fully activating his demonic power. The Earth Treasure Gourd shone brightly, with brown runes flowing around it.

"Crash!"

Yellow sand swirled and transformed into a hurricane that swept across the land.

"Tsk
Is that all there is to it?

Compared to that old geezer Jiuqu, he's far inferior.

"Pong!"

A crimson light bloomed on her jade finger, and the spiritual fire grew taller in the wind, melting gold and iron, and instantly burning away the yellow sand.

Wu Hua looked bored, then clapped his long, slender fingers, causing the crimson smoke to swirl.

"Oh!"

The yellow sand was burned into a glazed road, which fell in front of the Hanhai Pavilion.

"Ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling."

She moved with light, graceful steps, her long, dark blue hair half-loose, and her body wrapped in a crimson silk gauze. A black belt cinched her waist, and a soul-capturing bell hung from her bare ankles.

The scorching energy transformed into crimson chains, which wrapped around the silver fur, binding the Seven Commandments tightly.

"A True Immortal at the Sect Leader level?" Seven Rings' pupils contracted slightly. "A True Immortal of the Five Flowers level?"

"It is indeed I, the Empress."

A third-tier Earth Pig, and also proficient in formations; Junior Brother Fang has certainly had quite the good fortune.”

He grasped the trembling, silvery-white little beast in his hand, and ran his jade-like index finger across its soft fur.

"Tell me, where did Junior Brother Fang go?"

"Gulu."

Seven Precepts stiffened his neck, remained silent, his demonic power surging and transforming into armor, ready to fight to the death.

The person is not good!
So what if they're from the same sect? How many fellow disciples in Xuan Yang Mountain have killed each other?

Although she was lustful and gluttonous, her long-standing friendship with Fang Yi was genuine.

If she were to die, Fang Yi would surely sense it through the master-servant contract and become wary.

"Your demonic pet is quite loyal."

As the five-colored jade fingers fell, a crimson talisman was drawn, and wisps of fragrance rose. Seven Precepts' muscles and bones became weak, his mind became confused, and he could hardly muster his demonic power.

"tsk"

Seeing the ferocity in the eyes of the silver-white beast, which was still constantly urging its magic power, she sighed helplessly and then took out a decree engraved with the two characters "Tian Que" from her sleeve.

"Bang!" The chains binding the seven rings snapped, and the silver-white beast leaped out, its face wary.

"You little devil, just you wait and see."

Its five-colored phoenix eyes shone brightly, urging the laws to absorb and release spiritual energy. Starlight flowed and transformed into a scroll of star charts, evolving into the Eight Trigrams of the Heavenly Spheres.

"I have come here on the orders of my Uncle Tianque. Are you at ease?"

"call"

Exhaling a breath of stale air, Qi Jie felt slightly relieved, as she recognized the decree of the Great Master Tian Quezi.

If you really want to defeat Fang Yi, just take direct action; there's no need for this roundabout approach.

"Three days ago, the master went to Yunhe Island, intending to attack Biyue Pavilion."

“You cunning darling, you’re not attacking Qingkong Cliff at all, you’re clearly luring the skeletons into a trap.”

Wu Hua shook his head slightly and took out a jade box that was seven feet long and one foot wide from his bosom.

"This is a third-grade low-level marrow cleansing incense, which can cleanse the bloodline of demonic beasts and purify the soul."

Consider this compensation for my breaking of the formation.

The lingering melody faded away, a fragrant breeze blew, and the graceful figure of Wu Hua vanished without a trace.

"Third-grade low-level Marrow Cleansing Incense?"

Are there still incense masters in Xuan Yang Mountain?

"Gulp!" Seven Precepts swallowed hard, feeling the lingering fragrance of the jade box's allure to his bloodline.

After sending out a sound transmission talisman, she then used brown spiritual light to create several magical restrictions, sealing the jade box.

"It's best to be cautious in everything. We'll test the quality of this incense again when the master returns."

Bai Yangze

The lake is vast and blue, its surface shimmering in the sunlight, with occasional leaping fish.

The shimmering light danced like gold, and in the clouds and on the island, the atmosphere was somewhat somber as people watched the approaching warship.

Yun Huizi's eyes narrowed slightly, her face wary, and she murmured in a low voice:

"I'm not like Miao Yun, who has a top-grade magic weapon suppressing the array's core. Does Fang Yi really think he can take me down so easily?"

Looking at the panicked faces of the cultivators on the island, she shook her head slightly and waved her hand to release the Nether Spring Pearl.

"Fang Yi's killing of Miao Yun has created too much of a threat; we can't afford to repeat that."

"If this continues, we'll lose three points before the game even starts."

"Jingle Bell!"

Like a clear stream flowing over rocks, the water patterns of secluded springs and precious pearls are woven together, transforming into a babbling river that merges into the formation.

Azure light flowed and surged, turning into rolling mist that completely obscured the clouds and the island.

outside the island.

Accompanied by the clear chirping of hundreds of birds, the ship floats in the air, exuding a vast and boundless aura.

A lotus flower supported Fang Yi's feet, his robes fluttering in the wind. With a light grasp of his five fingers, the power of the wood spirit gathered.

"Let's test the waters first."

A blade-like shape formed, hovering in the air, emitting a cold light, exceptionally sharp.

"go with!"

"boom!"

(End of this chapter)