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

Chapter 804 A Storm Rises, Breakthrough in Seclusion

A vast aura soared into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds, with layers of leaden clouds stretching for hundreds of miles.

"What has angered Patriarch Yuyuan?"

At the summit of Jiuhe Peak, a Dharma platform stands tall, surrounded by strict legal prohibitions.

The altar, carved entirely from ancient jade with spiritual properties, has seven layers and is covered with mysterious patterns. It enshrines the Burning Heart Glass Mirror, which emits mist and radiates precious light.

Ruan Xiang'er wore an apricot-yellow dress, held a jade ruler in her hand, and had a solemn expression.

"After his two junior sisters, Miaoyun and Yunhui, condensed their golden cores, the patriarch's mood improved day by day."

Has something happened again on the front lines?

Qianbo Lake, with its rippling waters reflecting the golden sunlight, is magnificent and captivating.

A covered boat floated on the water, with You Xishan sitting at the bow, a red clay stove lit, cooking a three-foot-long fish.

He paused slightly in his hand holding the jade hairpin, then looked up at the misty Biyue Pavilion.

"Has Yu Yuanzi become truly enraged?"
It's quite strange that I've been blocking Qianbo Lake for so long, yet Yu Yuanzi only showed a slight anger on the surface, using it as an opportunity to spur the disciples in the pavilion to improve.

"Today they actually got really angry, and the murder was leaked?"

Yu Xishan's fingertips moved with magical techniques, exuding a scholarly air. His entire body was adorned with oracle bone script, seal script, insect patterns, and bird script, all evolving into the celestial phenomena of the universe.

After a moment, he seemed to be deep in thought as he connected with Xuan Yang Mountain through the Zhou Tian Bagua diagram.

"The sect's fortunes have greatly increased?"
"What great thing has my junior brother, Qingyangzi Fang Yi, done this time?"

"Wow!"

As the Zhou Tian Bagua diagram unfolds, the Daoist principles of Qian and Kun change, evolving into Zhou Tian hexagrams, and a scroll of six major cloud-based fortune charts faintly emerges.

"Um?

The fortunes of the White Bone Sect have declined significantly, and the Heavenly Blade Dock has also suffered losses.

"Qing Sui is dead?"

"Hu Lei made a move?"
No, after Sheng re-condensed his core, he had a successor and resolved a long-standing issue.

He should focus on refining a high-grade magic weapon for the Heavenly Punishment Hall and go to Qingkong Cliff to help.

Desperately kill opponents of the same level?

impossible."

"Xiao Changce's cultivation of the [Mysterious Gluttony Hundred-Day Banquet] has limited his cultivation level, allowing him to at most protect himself."

You Xishan put away the Zhou Tian Bagua diagram, picked up a piece of fish sashimi with his jade chopsticks, and put it in his mouth to chew.

"Tsk, it's missing something."

That scoundrel Yan Youtai! The Ancestral Hall has finally produced a cultivator who has the potential to inherit the culinary tradition.

He died so easily, without gaining anything. What a pity for Gu Jiushang; the sect had quite high hopes for this young man.

With a look of disdain, You Xishan quickly scooped up all the fish stew from the red clay stove with his chopsticks, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

"Among the cultivators who have reached the level of mastery at Qingkong Cliff, only Qingyangzi Fang Yi remains."

"Tsk, these younger generations are quick to act."

I thought the sect and the Azure Water Pavilion would be locked in a stalemate for at least five or seven years before Fang Yi could finally make a move against the White Bone Sect after breaking through to the mid-stage of Core Formation.

"Very well, Senior Uncle Red Eyebrows is already fully prepared and can break through at any time."

The only problem is timing.

The battle between the sect and the Biyue Pavilion became increasingly fierce, and the clash of their energies became increasingly intense.

This is the best way to conceal and slowly cover the Burning Heaven Glazed Mirror, this treasure of destiny.

You Xishan shook his head slightly, lay on the bow of the awning boat, watching the sun set in the west, his eyes filled with contentment.

"These peaceful days won't last much longer."

"With the Fire Crow Transformation Rainbow Talisman bestowed upon him on both sides, even if Yuan Hai were to act recklessly and personally intervene, Fang Yi would still be able to save his life."

His eyes held a hint of coldness, showing no regard for the cultivators who had suffered heavy losses and whose corpses littered the ground after their defeat.

Looking around, Fang Yi's appearance was quite good, and the message conveyed by the five flowers was indeed sincere.

If he truly becomes a talent, and there is a lucrative opportunity there, he can share in the rewards.

The azure water flowed gently as Yu Yuanzi disappeared from the cave, disappearing into the depths of the Biyue Pavilion.

A few moments.

A ray of light fell upon Biling Island.

Yu Yuanzi walked barefoot on the bluestone path, holding a precious pearl in his hand, separating the magical barrier.

"Wow~"

As they ventured deeper, they heard the gentle murmur of a spiritual spring, and the misty, spiritual energy gradually thickened, transforming into rolling fog.

She gazed at the two third-grade high-quality spiritual springs, [Zhen Huan] and [Kong Di], at the end of the path; the springs were dim.

To solidify the foundation of Miaoyun and Yunhui, a considerable price was paid, and the water elemental power accumulated over the past century was completely exhausted.

"Qingyangzi Fang Yi?"

Yu Yuanzi murmured softly, his voice low and melodious.

"Why do such outstanding talents always emerge when Xuan Yang is about to decline?"

Just as Tian Quezi and Huang Guangsheng were like that back then, so too is Qingyangzi Fang Yi now.
Is Heaven truly protecting Xuanyang Mountain like this?

"I don't believe it!"

Her eyes grew cold as she recalled that more than two hundred years ago, among the three branches of Xuan Yang Mountain, the Grand Master of the main branch had already perished in the Jian Yang Secret Realm, and the remaining Grand Master of Tianji Peak had exhausted his lifespan and passed away.

The remaining few mid-stage Core Formation cultivators struggled to survive, relying on the Profound Yang Divine Fire Mirror, the Great Void Shaking Cloud Boat, and the Zhou Tian Bagua Diagram.

Biyue Pavilion is at its peak, with two Great Masters suppressing its power, and the two moons of Liyue and Yuyuan shining brightly together.

The number one sect in Dayun was about to change hands, but unexpectedly, a Tianquezi appeared, which made matters worse.

In its more than 1,000-year history, the only founder of the sect is the Great Master Ancestor Hall, yet Huang Guangsheng has emerged from it.

Furthermore, as a spirit plant cultivator, he shouldn't be skilled in magical combat.
The Grand Master of Liyue severely injured him, depleting his lifespan and causing him to pass away a full sixty years prematurely.

"Now, Qingyangzi Fang Yi is the same."

Yu Yuanzi stepped out of two spiritual springs and continued forward, his eyes filled with ruthlessness and a chilling killing intent that froze the two spiritual springs, [Zhen Huan] and [Kong Di].

"This can't go on any longer!"

More than two hundred years ago, the lack of a son was considered a major enemy, but Huang Guangsheng turned out to be even more troublesome.

Now, just when everyone thought Yan Youtai was a formidable opponent, Fang Yi, the Qingyangzi, suddenly appeared?

We must never repeat the same mistakes!

She stopped and looked at the deep, bottomless cave filled with fierce and forbidden laws, then clapped her slender hand.

"Boom!"

A precious pearl fell, and its vast magical power surged into the cave like a boundless ocean.

"Crash!"

One after another, azure lotus lanterns lit up in the cave, transforming into a rainbow bridge of water.

"Master?"

A gasp of astonishment came from the depths of the cave. Beneath layers of magical restrictions, a female cultivator, her body radiating a crystalline glow, with flowing black hair and an alluring, bewitching appearance, could be vaguely seen submerged in the [Spiritual Energy] Spring.

"Wow!"

Ruan Yuxi leaned out halfway, water splashing everywhere, sliding down her fair, jade-like skin like pearls.

Her eyes were clear, her appearance beautiful, and her allure was tinged with a sense of holiness.

"Master, has something happened in the sect?"

“Xi’er, the [Spiritual Spring] has been nurtured for a thousand years and is now close to a quasi-fourth-tier spiritual spring.”

"Focus on your cultivation and don't waste resources. I will handle the matters within the sect."

Sensing his prized disciple's increasingly clear aura, Yu Yuanzi's icy expression softened, and a hint of compassion rose in his cold eyes, like a spring breeze melting snow.

"Master, is it about Xuan Yang Mountain?" Ruan Yuxi, quick-witted and not foolish, asked confidently:

"Even though Junior Sisters Miaoyun and Yunhui have condensed their Golden Cores, they are no match for Xuan Yang?"

"Yan Youtai is actually this troublesome?"

"It's not Yan Youtai, it's Fang Yi from Xuanyang Mountain."

When addressing the future successor of the Daoist lineage, Yu Yuanzi spoke softly and with gentle manners.

"As for Golden Core cultivators?"
Even among those who reach the Golden Core stage, there are differences. Miao Yun and Yun Hui only had a stroke of luck and were at the bottom of the Golden Core ranks.
I had hoped that one or two of them could become masters of the sect leader level to assist you.

Unexpectedly.

"Very well, Xi'er. Focus on your cultivation. I, Qingyangzi and Fang Yi, will handle this."

The lingering sound faded away as Yu Yuanzi disappeared into the depths of the cave.

"Qingyangzi Fang Yi?"

A hint of curiosity flickered in Ruan Yuxi's eyes before she sank into the [Spiritual Ability] Spring.

She possesses a water-attribute celestial spiritual root and anonymously traveled to the Great Yu Kingdom for training, which led her to advance to the Core Formation stage.

After breaking through to the next realm, he even fought against a Golden Core cultivator from a major sect, the most talented person in the Biyue Pavilion, which had been established for a thousand years.

As she sensed the gloomy, corpse-like aura emanating from the depths of the cave, Ruan Yuxi seemed lost in thought.

Even if Fang Yi's cultivation has improved, he is still only a True Person at the level of a Sect Master.

"Master, by bringing in that old bone from the White Bone Sect, suppressing Fang Yi won't be difficult."

Ten days later.

Baiyangze, with its ruins completely submerged in the water, leaving only the Yunhe Island with its various-sized reefs.

"Wow!"

A phantom image of a precious banner appeared, its azure spiritual light soaring into the sky, surrounded by vitality, like rolling mist.

"Tick!"

The mist condensed and turned into spiritual rain, nourishing life. What was originally a dead zone, a watery area devoid of life, was now a place where the battle between Nascent Soul cultivators had turned into a dead zone.

Duckweed grows, algae spread, and the fierce and malevolent aura melts away like snow in spring.

"Ok?"

On a rock, Xiao Changce, dressed in a crimson robe, sat cross-legged in the pot of Lingzhen Five Flavors.

A firelight appeared in his eyes, and he sniffed lightly, sensing the direction of the spiritual veins deep within the island.

"Is Fang Yi eyeing the third-tier mid-grade spiritual vein that the Biyue Pavilion has been cultivating for hundreds of years?"

"The items are indeed valuable, but refining them is not so simple."

"Even without the assistance of a third-tier Feng Shui master, he was able to extract the third-tier source, which shows his profound foundation."

Xiao Changce shook his head slightly and closed his eyes again, knowing that either way he would face the backlash from the Biyue Pavilion.

Although a third-grade mid-level spiritual vein is precious, the victory of Yunhe Island was seventy percent due to Fang Yi's killing of Qing Sui.

Even as a teacher, he would not offer any advice or dissuasion, thus incurring unnecessary dislike.

On another reef, lightning flashed, and behind the Thunder God stood an ancient stone tablet.

"Refining a third-tier spiritual vein and extracting its essence, all for that treasure of the grotto heaven?"
"To be able to extract three-tenths of the original essence requires highly advanced skills. Fang Yi was too hasty this time; it's a real waste of talent."

Zhuang Shuo, with his superior cultivation, shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with envy. He had been operating in Dadu Ancient City for nearly three hundred years before he finally had a third-grade low-level spiritual vein as the foundation of his lineage.

Advancing to a mid-grade third-tier spiritual vein would require an unknown amount of resources and spiritual objects, and it might not be possible to achieve it in one's lifetime.

Fang Yi, before he was even two hundred years old, was able to refine and extract a mid-grade third-order spiritual vein.

All for the sake of obtaining the origin.
"To sacrifice only thirty percent of the spiritual vein's essence is truly a waste of resources."

"Why rush? Miaoyun has perished, Yunhui has been injured, and even the white bones and green marrow are subject to the cycle of life and death."

Unless a master of the sect level intervenes, defending Yunhe Island shouldn't be difficult.

Deep within the water, ancient, verdant vines twist and turn, transforming into an ancient altar that suppresses a spiritual vein.

The spiritual veins twisted and struggled, causing mountains to crumble and peaks to crumble, enough to severely damage a True Person and spread the backlash.

"town!"

Fang Yi wore a five-lotus crown and a robe that symbolized the transformation of mountains and rivers. Behind him, the banners of the Void Realm's Withering and Flourishing swayed, and the five elements of spiritual light—green, yellow, red, white, and black—flowed.

As he swept the Azure Bodhi Branch in his hand, accompanied by the sound of whipping, the power of withering and flourishing surged, and one after another, the spells of [Spirit Sealing], [Qi Locking], and [Suppressing Rhyme] were cast into the depths of the struggling spiritual veins.

"Roar!"

The spiritual veins stretched for hundreds of miles, like a dragon turning over, stirring up the earth's energy and water veins, with majestic roars echoing continuously.

"town!"

As the final magic seal was cast, scarlet nails appeared on the acupoints throughout the spiritual veins.

"It's done!"

Fang Yi smiled, his eyes filled with joy, and lotus light flowed beneath his feet, landing on the source of the spiritual vein.

"With the help of the spiritual veins of Yunhe Island and the wood element power nourished by the Bodhi branch of the Azure Blood, the changes of life, death, decay and prosperity are evolved."

"Enough to comprehend the [Scripture of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing], allowing my cultivation to advance further, and enabling me to enter the fourth level of Core Formation."

"Thirty percent of the spiritual vein's essence is not enough to satisfy my appetite."

Fang Yi sat cross-legged, and behind him, the phantom of a large Chinese toon tree materialized, the ancient tree half withered and half flourishing.

The silhouette of the giant ailanthus tree is half withered, its branches and trunk bare, while the other half stands tall and graceful, its branches teeming with tender green life.

As his magical power circulated throughout his body's hundreds of acupoints and eight extraordinary meridians, a tender, ancient vine phantom grew deep within the tree's roots.

Within the rich Daoist aura of Jia wood, a trace of Yi wood energy emerged, revealing the fundamental principles of life, death, decay, and prosperity, seemingly undergoing a subtle transformation.

Fang Yi was fully aware of this and did not stop it.

The Sutra of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing is extremely profound, but it is ultimately incomplete and was not created by him.

Now, he possesses two superior-grade magic treasures that can create their own Dharma Domain, and also has a Xuan Tian spiritual root in hand.

He attempted to complete the "Scripture of Life, Death and Prosperity" and transform this technique, originally inherited from the "Azure Emperor Palace," into Fang Yi's "Scripture of Life, Death and Prosperity."

The Scripture of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing is a tradition passed down from ancient times. Among the ten renowned ancient sects, the Azure Emperor Palace, there are also geniuses who cultivate this method and attain the Dao, transforming into divine celestial beings.

Among the countless lineages in the cultivation world, it is also the most top-tier lineage.

Changing and supplementing the existing tradition is extremely difficult, as difficult as ascending to heaven.

But it's not impossible.
Fang Yi was not a narrow-minded person; completing the "Scripture of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing" was not something that could be accomplished overnight.

What he seeks is to maintain the foundation of the tradition, and then to regenerate and perfect the Scripture of Withering and Flourishing.

The three supreme magical treasures passed down in the scriptures—the Mirror of Life and Death, the Banner of Decay and Flourishing in the Void Realm, and the Yin-Yang Revolving Wheel—have all been clearly indicated.
Our ancestors also made unique contributions to the Scripture of Life, Death and Prosperity. Among them, the Banner of Life, Death and Prosperity in the Void Realm has the longest history and symbolizes the orthodox way of life, death and prosperity.

Afterwards, the Azure Emperor Palace first had the great Heavenly Qianjun, who used the Dao of Withering and Flourishing to evolve the universe and change the world, thus creating the [Mirror of Life and Death] as a lineage.

From then on, the "Kūrōng-Sūtra" was changed to the "Shārōng-Kūrōng-Sūtra".

Later, the Old Ancestor of Reincarnation ascended from the Dao of Withering and Flourishing to the Dao of Yin and Yang, thus advancing to the Great Realm of Transformation and attaining the position of Heavenly Monarch.

In the Sutra of Life, Death, Prosperity and Decline, a new aspect of the [Yin-Yang Revolving Wheel] has been added as a lineage.

"Our great predecessors followed in their footsteps, evolving life and death, and sublimating yin and yang from the path of flourishing and decay."

I am no less capable than others, and I can develop my own path.”

Fang Yi murmured to himself, the Qi of life cyclical and ever-changing, the Jia wood and Yi wood transforming into a Tai Chi symbol.

Compared to his predecessors who possessed unparalleled talent, he had reincarnated three times, wielding the Mysterious Heavenly Vine, and also possessed profound inner strength.

"The White Bone Sect's Yuan Hai is 50% certain he will make a move."

Since the sect bestowed the Fire Crow Transformation Rainbow Talisman, it means that the lack of a son in the heavens indicates that the heavens are determined.

They will not take action against the White Bone Sect in the short term.

"Tian Quezi and Chi Meizi hope to escalate the intensity of the war, at most to restrain Yu Yuan of Biyue Pavilion."

"To absorb more resources within the Great Cloud Chessboard, my early Core Formation cultivation is ultimately insufficient."

(End of this chapter)