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

Chapter 835 Guiding Disciples, Yin Yue Visits the Netherworld
At the summit of Xiaojin Mountain, a fierce wind howled. Tian Quezi leaned on his dove-shaped staff, his withered white beard and hair fluttering in the wind.

His eyes shimmered with starlight, the divination symbols shifted, and he swept his gaze across the desolate spiritual peak, devoid of any spiritual plants.

"The largest mineral vein in Dayun has really benefited Tiandaowu."

"Imperial Edict!"

The Three Changes of the Mysterious Stars: Observing the Movement and Condensing Form.

Tian Quezi grasped with his five fingers, his magical power flowing freely, causing the celestial phenomena to appear, the universe to shift, and the elements of Kan and Li to interact.

Blue, red, white, green, and gold, like the five schools of spiritual light flowing and outlining a scroll of great clouds depicting the fortunes of various schools.

"open!"

An ancient black-and-white painting unfolds, depicting towering mountains, rushing rivers, sharp peaks piercing the sky, and meandering lakes reflecting the shimmering sunlight.

"The Great Cloud's Cycle of Fortune"

With a flick of his withered finger, Tian Quezi caused starlight to fall, and a great sun rose from the Qi Yun Bao Tu (a map of fortune and destiny) to stand in opposition to the emerald river and the white bone demon statue.

The three streams of fortune—red, blue, and white—collided and transformed into a black hole-like vortex that swept across the entire Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World.

Beneath the fervent atmosphere, undercurrents were also brewing.

Within the pink lotus symbolizing the Hehuan Sect and the gilded sword of Tiandaowu, a ray of starlight transforms into a treasure mirror, silently drawing upon the sect's fortune and flowing towards the crimson sun.

"Bang!" Half of the skeleton of the White Bone Demon God statue collapsed.

Tian Quezi remotely sensed the White Bone Sect's mountain gate, where Xuan Fuzi, the second-generation patriarch of the Wugengzi lineage, was buried, observing the White Bone Sect's fortune.

Seeing a wisp of dark corpse energy emerge and replenish the collapsed spiritual bones, his eyes darkened slightly.

"What has happened this time? Nearly half of the White Bone Sect's fortune has collapsed?"

"Only one person in the entire White Bone Sect could cause such a huge impact."

"Chi Mingzi has fallen?"

Tian Quezi was startled by the speculation. His fingertips quickly changed their magic, and a series of hexagrams appeared, with the eight trigrams of Qian, Kun, Kan, and Li changing.

A few moments.

His expression was strange, and he looked towards Jiuquan Mountain with suspicion and uncertainty.

"That old monster from the White Bone Sect seems to have fought with Fang Yi."

"Nonsense!
That old monster cultivated the path of corpses, and even the Five Watch Ancestor was wary of him back then.

If they go berserk, even a sect leader or a master cannot handle them.

"Never mind, let's go to Jiuquan Mountain first."

"To avoid having a promising junior die at the hands of the old monster of the Abyss."

Tian Quezi lightly tapped his dove-shaped staff, which transformed into a streak of starlight, crossing the magical restrictions of Tiandaowu and heading towards Jiuquan Mountain.

The desolate Insect Mountain, originally a battleground for cultivators, was completely reduced to ruins.

"boom!"

A pale white light pierced the heavens and the earth, and Yuan Hai, clad in white bone armor, stood on a Dharma platform.

He toyed with a fragment covered in magical restrictions in his hand, a wicked smile creeping onto his face as he murmured to himself.

"interesting."

"go with!"

With a wave of his sleeve, dozens of fist-sized skulls flew out, surrounded by eerie green phosphorescent flames, shooting out in all directions to summon the White Bone Sect cultivators.

"Qingyangzi Fang Yi?"
I look forward to seeing you again.
"A third-grade superior spiritual medicine, this is a rare and precious item, brimming with vitality, truly a top-tier medicinal herb."

Nine Springs Abyss.

The lakes, stretching for hundreds of miles, are covered by endless yellow sand, evolving into the ancient Yellow River formations.

"Ok?"

On the platform, Qin Yu, dressed in a black brocade robe, with a handsome face and wearing a lotus crown, opened his closed eyes.

"An unidentified Core Formation cultivator is approaching!"

"Junior Brother Huo, Junior Brother Heng"

After waving his hand and sending out two transmission talismans, they transformed into lotuses rising beneath his feet, heading towards the Core Formation Qi.

A few moments.

At the edge of the formation, cyan, blue, and gold light flowed around.

Qin Yu raised the Azure Lotus Banner, which exhaled life force and scattered countless blue lotuses; Li Heng waved his sleeve, and the Vast Ocean Pearl spun around, causing waves to rise and fall; Huo Zhao wore battle armor, and his three Xuanjin swords gleamed.

Qin Yu stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Xuan Yang Mountain is a sacred place. Those who come here must stop!"

"Oh?

What if I don't back down?

Under the veil of azure light, Fang Yi wore a crimson silk robe. His Mountain and River Transformation Moon robe was tattered, and for the time being, it was difficult to find a replacement.

'The body-refining methods passed down in the sect, as well as the cultivation techniques I have collected, are all third-tier inheritances, but they are all ordinary inheritances.'

It cannot be compared with the "Scripture of Life and Death", the "Method of the Furnace of Heaven and Earth", or the "Great Method of the Transformation of Heaven and Man".

Even compared to the cultivation techniques practiced by Xiao Changce, Hu Lei, and Jiu Han, it was far inferior.

'First, inquire with Master Xiao whether any of the past masters in the Ancestral Hall have left behind any first-class body-refining techniques.'
If not, then...

Thinking of the [Crimson Essence Transformation Method] in the path of body refinement, and the newly acquired Silver Phoenix Pattern, Fang Yi's eyes slightly closed, a sharp glint in his eyes.

Finally, their gaze fell upon Huo Zhao, who was clad in armor and surrounded by a cloud of blood and gore.

The Two-Nine Mysterious Techniques left behind by the Half-Taoist, one of the Ten Great Eccentrics of the Universe.

Although incomplete, its foundation is still first-rate.

'Let's first assess the foundation of Zhao'er.'

Fang Yiwei slowly opened his eyes, his five fingers making a grasping motion, and a gray-white vine appeared.

"Wow!"

The vine split into three, transforming into a dark blue afterimage that lashed down upon the three disciples.

"How brave!"

Qin Yu, who had been wary of this unfathomable Core Formation cultivator, felt a surge of anger.

"Imperial Edict!"

With a wave of his sleeve, the Azure Lotus Banner protected the three of them, and his fingertips formed magical hand seals.

"By imperial decree, cultivate Qi in the Five Lotuses!"

"By imperial decree, Xuanzhi ascends to godhood!"

The fragrance of medicine wafted as five-colored lotus flowers gathered, and azure black fungus condensed. The two then split into three, blessing the physical bodies and souls of the three fellow disciples.

"disease!"

Then, with a wave of his sleeve, a precious pearl of yellow sand was summoned, activating the Yellow River Formation. The turbid currents surged and rolled towards the gray-white vines.

"That won't do."

A hoarse laugh rang out from beneath the emerald mist, and a ray of dark blue light descended.

Three green vines, multiplying into nine, resemble a serpent extending its head, shattering the turbid flow.

It immediately entered the Yellow River Formation, and vines and branches grew and spread, eventually entangled and killed one corner of the formation's patterns.

"This old monster is no ordinary mid-stage Core Formation cultivator; he's at least at the threshold of becoming a sect leader."

Qin Yu's soul pulsed as a warning: the Yellow River Formation was under his personal command, and even ordinary mid-stage Core Formation cultivators could defeat it.

With the assistance of two junior brothers, who could trigger a warning in his soul, they must be extraordinary individuals.

Before he formed his core, he would have had some doubts about where such a Core Formation cultivator could have come from.

After achieving the Core Formation stage, he learned the secrets of the Great Cloud Sect from his master, Fang Yi.

Although a cultivator who has reached the level of a sect leader is powerful enough, compared to forces like Xuan Yang, Bi Shui, and Bai Gu, their hidden strength is insignificant.

"Edict!"

He patted his storage bag and summoned a Mountain and River Crown, a magical treasure he had obtained by killing Huang Huaiyu and annihilating the Huang family.

Brown ripples flowed across the mountains and rivers, and mountain runes emerged, transforming into a spiritual peak that pressed down.

Li Heng channeled his magical power, causing the Vast Ocean Pearl to rotate and unleash a powerful tidal wave.

"Zheng!"

Huo Zhao held the Xuanjin Three-Pointed Blade, its blade gleaming coldly as he slashed out with a golden blade.

"Solid foundation, pure magic power."

Under the veil of azure mist, Fang Yi nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Li Hengdan has the highest quality and the most stable foundation, so his future cultivation will be on a smooth path."

Although Qin Yu's cultivation foundation was limited and his pills were of a lower quality, his control over magical power and divine sense surpassed Li Heng's.
With these two disciples at my command, I can save a lot of time in my future cultivation and gathering of necessary spiritual materials and medicinal herbs.”

"And then there's Huo Zhao."

With a wave of his sleeve, the Domain of Life unfolded, and nine ancient trees rose from the ground, transforming into wooden human figures, their bodies covered with flowing wooden runes.

The three wooden sculptures formed a miniature Three Talents Formation, blocking Qin Yu and Li Heng.

Fang Yi's eyes revealed the illusory image of a six-pointed plum blossom in the cold, allowing him to observe the flow of magical power within Huo Zhao's body and the changes in his essence blood and smoke.

For a cultivator like Huo Zhao who has just condensed his core, only in a battle can he unify his essence, energy, and spirit, and fully demonstrate his true potential.

"Imperial Edict!"

A beam of spiritual light descended, and the red, white, and blue lights flowed, outlining the meridians and bones, evolving into a diagram of Huo Zhao's foundation.

With a thought, he unleashed nine streams of magical power. "Boom!"

The three wooden human figures gained even more power, with one having shed its limbs, its head shrinking, and its torso transforming into a wooden shield.

One has its limbs together, its body refined and elongated, its head transformed into a sword hilt, and its torso into a sword blade that gleams with a chilling light.

"Buzz!"

After the wooden statue with its fingertips and wooden shield took a hit from the Xuanjin Trident, it swung its sword down with its left hand.

"Who is this old monster who has appeared out of nowhere? He's so troublesome!"

Huo Zhao's face was flushed as he looked at Qin Yu and Li Heng, who were also entangled in the wooden statues, and felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.

"Why are you targeting me?"

He channeled his magic power, increasing it by another three points, and water patterns appeared on his protective armor, radiating a soft, azure light.

"laugh!"

The chilling sword light pierced through the azure aura, slicing a three-foot gash in the armor, from which crimson blood flowed.

"Just a hair's breadth away from severely injuring me."

Huo Zhao's hair stood on end, and he was still shaken.

Immediately, he channeled his magical power, and a golden light emanated from his entire spiritual bones, activating his Golden Bone Spirit Body.

To reach the Core Formation Realm, he had fought his way out from the crowd of cultivators, and his foundation and roots far surpassed those of his peers.

"Roar!"

Huo Zhao roared to the sky, his beard and hair bristling, and the veins on his muscles bulged like earthworms.

"Break it for me!"

"Zheng!"

The Xuanjin Three-Pointed Blade surged with power and killing intent, then slashed down at the wooden statue.

"laugh!"

A golden light flashed, shattering the wooden shield, whose hardness was comparable to a low-grade magic weapon, and splitting the wooden statue in two.

"It is indeed a promising talent, with a unique potential arising from its golden bone spirit body."
In this light, it seems that he was actually held back by his cultivation technique.

If Huo Zhaoruo possesses a first-rate body-refining technique, he might truly have the opportunity to further improve the quality of his pills.

Fang Yi nodded slightly, extended his slender fingers, which shimmered with a jade-like light, and pressed down lightly.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Huo Zhao coughed up blood and was struck down from the clouds by the blue handprint, falling into the Nine Springs Lake.

"Junior Brother Huo!"

"not good!"

Qin Yu and Li Heng's expressions changed simultaneously; they hadn't expected the situation to reverse so quickly.

The two men's expressions hardened.

A pill furnace appeared in Qin Yu's sleeve, churning with turbid miasma. Li Heng spat out a jade talisman, and a scene of hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea appeared.

"Third-tier mid-grade poisonous miasma, third-tier mid-grade Nine Rivers Returning to the Sea Talisman."

These two cards are pretty good.

Fang Yi showed approval, but then showed no mercy and waved his sleeve.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two cyan handprints appeared and slammed down with the force of a collapsing mountain.

"Plop!" "Plop!"

Two massive water columns rose up, splashing water everywhere, and Qin Yu and Li Heng followed in Huo Zhao's footsteps, falling into the lake.

"Who dares to harm my Xuan Yang disciples!"

A powerful, angry shout rang out, and a crimson light rose from the Nine Springs Abyss. In the blink of an eye, Xu Qingshe arrived.

"fall!"

Sensing the unfathomable energy beneath the misty blue waters, he summoned the Heaven and Earth Furnace, which transformed into a crimson sun that set.

"Junior Brother Xu has recovered considerably, and the fiery aura around him has also subsided by a third."
Once he has been tempered in the Heaven and Earth Furnace to advance to a superior-grade magic weapon, or refined his natal elixir root, he can step into the realm of a sect leader true master.

Amidst the mist, Fang Yi's lips curled slightly as he extended his index finger, which was adorned with a mandala pattern.

The eerie finger shadows pressed down on the crimson sun.

"boom!"

The brilliant purple light shattered the great sun and sent the crimson furnace flying back.

"Thum! Thug! Thumb!"

Xu Qingshe took a few steps back, holding the Heaven and Earth Furnace in his hand. He looked at the familiar spell and then swept his gaze over his three junior disciples at the bottom of the lake, his expression strange.

He cautiously probed for the words.

"Senior Brother Fang?"

As the azure mist receded, Fang Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, his demeanor measured and composed.

“Junior Brother Xu, we haven’t seen each other for only two days, there’s no need to be so formal.”

"Who are those three junior disciples?" Xu Qingshe's lips twitched slightly, a wry smile on his face.

"Has Li Heng offended his senior brother again?"

Fang Yi chuckled and said, "I'm itching to test my skills and see if my three disciples are up to the task."

Feeling the fervent and expectant gazes of Qin Yu, Huo Zhao, and Li Heng, he nodded slightly.

"Now it seems that it was not bad."

"Senior brother is really something." Xu Qingshe shook his head slightly and said no more.

After all, it was a matter between Fang Yi and his disciple, and he shouldn't interfere too much, lest he become disliked.

"Ok?"

Fang Yi frowned slightly, then looked back with a wary expression.

Xu Qingshe paused for a moment, then also looked towards the horizon. Three breaths later, Qin Yu, Li Heng, and Huo Zhaofang noticed something and began to investigate with their divine senses.

A pink beam of light emerged from the sky, accompanied by seductive music, and approached the Abyss of Nine Springs.

In less than ten breaths, the pink light stopped, the seductive music dissipated, and Yin Yue's hibiscus-colored gold robe billowed as she held the Blissful Mirror in her hand. A peony pattern flowed between her brows, and the six desires swirled around her.

She had almond-shaped eyes, fair skin like jade, and a voluptuous figure with her chest trembling slightly. Her sharp gaze swept over Qin Yu, Huo Zhao, and Li Heng, lingering briefly on Xu Qingshe before finally settling on Fang Yi, who was surrounded by vitality.

"You are Qingyangzi Fang Yi?"

"Greetings, Sect Leader Yin Yue." Fang Yi bowed respectfully, his demeanor gentle and refined, like that of a graceful gentleman.

Looking at Fang Yi's sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, his tall and handsome figure, Yin Yue's hostility dissipated by three points, revealing a hint of appreciation.

"His appearance is excellent, but I wonder about his skills. Is he all show and no substance, all looks and no substance?"

"Buzz!"

Two beams of light, one red and one purple, appeared as Xiao Changce and Hu Lei Zhenren arrived together.

Xiao Changce stepped forward, blocking Fang Yi behind him, his expression solemn.

"May I ask what brings Martial Aunt Yin Yue here?"

"What's the matter?"

Yin Yuefeng narrowed her eyes slightly, thinking of Tian Quezi coming to her door, her anger rose from her heart, but it also carried a unique charm.

"Why I have come here, Xiao Changce, do you not know?"

With a flick of her sleeve, a long, pink veil flew out and swept towards Xiao Changce.

"Why is Uncle-Master Yin Yue angry?" Xiao Changce asked, puzzled.

The lineage of the Ancestral Hall, starting with Huang Guangsheng, still maintains some connection with the lineage of the leader of the Hehuan Sect.

There is no reason why Yin Yue would travel thousands of miles to come knocking on our door as the headmaster.

With a flick of his fingers, the Crimson Flame Pearl appeared in his hand, spitting out flames, and was unleashed in an instant.

Yin Yue's phoenix eyes widened slightly. Her pink veil rolled up the Crimson Flame Pearl, and then she withdrew her magic power by a third and threw the pearl back with her backhand.

"Get out of my sight! Let someone who can make the decision come!"

Xiao Changce's five fingers danced, his magic power surged, and he formed a Crimson Flame Pearl. The invisible force rebounded, and his face turned red.

Master Hu Lei's expression also changed, and the Thousand-Pound Hammer emerged from his sleeve.

The Heaven and Earth Furnace lit up, and Xu Qingshe looked wary, having just repelled a sect leader.

Here comes Yin Yue, the leader of the Hehuan Sect.

'This matter is most likely related to Tian Quezi.' Fang Yi seemed to be deep in thought as the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch slipped down, surrounded by vitality.

He stepped forward, his feet swaying like blue lotuses, blocking the disciples, fellow disciples, and friends who were about to attack.

"Snapped!"

A green branch fell, shattering the long pink veil.

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