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

Chapter 885 The Heavenly Valley is ransacked, and precious herbs flourish.
"Tianjue Valley has been established for a long time and is rich in spiritual plants and precious medicines."

"Seventy or eighty percent of Deer Demon's wealth is in this lair; we can't afford to delay."

Fang Yi reached out and pulled the blood-stained dark green storage bag out of the yellow sand.

He tossed the storage bag to You Xishan with a wave of his hand, then spoke:

"It is not easy to erase the mark of a great master, and one must also consider the spiritual items in the storage bag to prevent them from being destroyed by the self-destruction technique."

We have no time to spare, so we would like to trouble Senior Brother You to temporarily keep the Deer Demon's storage bag safe.

After the matter at Tianjue Valley is resolved, we will share the spiritual treasures together.

“Alright.” You Xishan felt relieved. Lu Xiaozi had two high-grade magic treasures in his hands. One, the Withering and Flourishing Staff, had already self-destructed, while the other, the wooden altar, was ready to be used to rescue the coffin.

The former was kept in the dark, triggering a spiritual explosion.

Although the latter discovered some clues that he was protecting Fang Yi, he did not want Zhang Heng to benefit from him again and again, so he did not offer any assistance.

Lu Xiaozi didn't have much money left, but he kept the storage bag instead of Zhang Hengyi, who was also from the Ancestral Hall.

Fang Yi's attitude hinted at something.

"Heh," Zhang Heng chuckled coldly, stroking the Azure Netherworld Suppressing Ruler, without saying anything more.

Although those who cultivate the Wood Path distinguish between withered and flourishing forms, there is some overlap in the spiritual items they require. Moreover, there was considerable conflict within the Ancestral Hall previously.

He only needed to fulfill his duty to help the group kill the Great Master; why did he have to risk his life like You Xishan?
"Buzz!"

As the endless yellow sand swirled and the power of the Earth element dissipated, Jiuqu, clad in a round-necked robe, glanced strangely at the three people whose auras were heavy.

Sure enough, there were also conflicts among the Grand Masters of Xuanyang Mountain.
This is the best!
With the three lineages united, a monster like Crimson Eyebrows could emerge; one would suffice.

He muttered to himself, then bowed respectfully and spoke politely.

"Sect Leader Fang, I have fulfilled my promise, and I will no longer interfere in the journey to Tianjue Valley."

"The old scores you mentioned before?"

"Let's call it even." Fang Yi smiled, his demeanor composed, like a proud bamboo.

"As previously stated, the matter of colluding with demons to sell spiritual items is hereby cancelled."

"Thank you, fellow Daoist!" With a weight lifted from his heart, the pain of the severely damaged Wuyang Formation Diagram lessened considerably.

Given Fang Yi's reputation for never going back on his word in over a hundred years, it's unlikely he would break his promise for this reason.

After attacking and killing the Deer Demon Child, he chose to sever ties with the demon race. Even if the Demon King were foolish afterward, he wouldn't believe such a fickle person.

Without the slightest hesitation, Master Jiuqu shook his sleeves and transformed into a brown streak of light, disappearing before the three of them.

He would no longer get involved in the disputes between Fang Yi, You Xishan, and Zhang Heng.

They are not fuel-efficient lamps.

The Great Cloud is barren, and providing for the Great Master is already the limit. After that, he only needs to wait for the Xuan Yang Mountain to migrate to the Great Yu.

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As the Nine-Bend Immortal fled, the scene returned to its somber tone, and Fang Yi pondered in his heart.
"I have cultivated an excellent reputation in Dayun, which has brought me many opportunities and positive feedback, and the benefits have been immense."

If it weren't for over a century of cultivating friends and younger generations, and building a reputation for treating patients, persuading Master Jiuqu to give up Lu Xiaozi would have been no easy feat.

'The Great Yu Dynasty also needs to start cultivating a good reputation.'

'After observing Jiushang for a while, it's also possible to start a smuggling business involving trade between humans and transvestites.'

Fang Yi shook the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner to put away the Abyss Sea, then calmed his mind, looked at You Xishan and Zhang Hengyi, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Time is precious, Senior Brother You, True Man Hengyi, let us hurry to Tianjue Valley."

The news of Deer Demon's demise cannot be kept secret for long.

"Go!" You Xishan waved his sleeve, transforming into a snake-shaped starlight that leaped through the air.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Heng followed closely behind, stepped out with his boots, and a phantom image of an altar appeared before he fled at lightning speed.

Fang Yi changed his fingertip technique, and spiritual light appeared beneath his feet, causing lotus flowers to bloom with each step as he fled towards the abyss.

Tianjue Valley, North.

A crimson light descended, and Bloodtooth, his face slightly pale, landed on the trunk of a century-old pine tree, taking out a bone-made pill bottle from his storage bag.

He swallowed the pill with a thud in his Adam's apple, feeling his magical power slowly recover, and exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Fellow Daoist Yuhua, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Bloodtooth looked puzzled and gazed at the cultivator on the banyan tree not far away.

As fellow human cultivators, living in the territory of the demon race, the two had already formed an alliance and banded together for mutual support.

"Fang Yi still has a backup plan. There is a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator with considerable background, wielding a powerful weapon, spying outside the Wuyang Formation."

With the Netherfire Sword at her waist, Chen Yuhua's expression turned solemn as she recalled its extremely fierce and murderous aura.

"That old deer is going to suffer a great loss."

Whether she can survive under the combined might of four Grandmasters remains to be seen.

"who!"

Chen Yuhua's expression changed, and she drew her Netherfire Sword, causing a surge of Yin energy as she slashed down towards a spot a hundred feet in the southeast corner.

The aura of blood and corpses spread, and a small, exquisite coffin rose up, its surface inlaid with spiritual pearls that emitted precious light.

"You're quite alert, young man. Is this a warning from the weapon of slaughter?"

A hoarse, dry sound came from the coffin. The coffin lid cracked open with a seven-foot gap, and foul-smelling pus flowed out, revealing a corpse hand covered in red hair.

Red hairs grew on the corpse's hands, surrounded by phosphorescent flames, and with each breath, they transformed into arm armor.

"Oh!"

The withered, emaciated palm struck the spine of the Netherfire Sword, sparks flew, and a piercing roar echoed, but only a thin white line remained in the palm.

"A fine weapon for killing."

The red-haired old corpse inside the coffin had a sinister look in its eyes and muttered to itself, "Humans are just so troublesome."

Ancient trees withered, a cold wind howled, and the corpse's hand, surrounded by malevolent energy, reached out once more.

"boom!"

"Oh no, it's a Grandmaster at the peak of Core Formation!" Chen Yuhua's expression changed drastically, her heart pounded like a drum, and her magical power surged like a tide within the Netherfire Sword.

Shouldn't the Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World be a barren land?
Before this, there were the Red-Eyebrowed True Lord, the Great True Man of Guangsheng, and the Great True Man of Tianque plotting against the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Fang Yi, Zhang Hengyi, and You Xishan joined forces to kill Lu Xiaozi, a top-tier Grand Master.

I thought the dust had settled.
Where did this Corpse King, who has reached the peak of Core Formation, come from? There's not a single trace of him.
The withered, red-haired old corpse's five fingers twitched like a venomous snake's breath, strangely and nimbly shattering the sword light, and seemingly about to suppress the Netherfire Sword.

"Fellow Daoist Xuechi, please help me!" Chen Yuhua said urgently.

"Clang!" Xue Chi dared not hesitate, and the Blood Transformation Divine Blade transformed into a blade of light and slashed down.

"Tsk," the red-haired old corpse coughed lightly, pressed down with his withered palm, knocked away the Netherfire Sword, and then quietly returned it to the Burial Coffin.

Chen Yuhua and Xuechi stood side by side, their auras connected, both of them with heavy hearts.

“Brother Dao, what brings you here? We are both willing to lend a hand.”

Sensing the locked-down energy, Chen Yuhua bowed slightly and said humbly.

Whether it was his imagination or not, he felt that the old corpse in the coffin posed a greater threat than the combined forces of Zhang Hengyi, Fang Yi, and You Xishan.

"You all possess the aura of the Deer Demon." The crack in the coffin closed, bronze runes flowed, and the hoarse voice of the red-haired old corpse echoed out.

"Take me to find that old deer."

Chen Yuhua, nicknamed "Deer Demon," gave a bitter smile, never expecting that the old deer had such a hidden trick up his sleeve.

Even if the Nine-Bend True Man betrays him, the Great City of Great Compassion cannot be defended by such a powerful cultivator suppressing him.

"The Corpse King arrived a step too late."

The Deer Demon King was surrounded and killed by the True Man of Xuanyang Mountain; his chances of survival are slim.

"Xuanyang Mountain?" The red-haired old corpse looked wary, having recently witnessed the prowess of the cultivators from Xuanyang Mountain.

He considered himself quite knowledgeable, and those three from Xuan Yang Mountain were all of the highest caliber in terms of Dao heart, aptitude, and wisdom. Unfortunately, they lacked good fortune; all three were originally at the Nascent Soul stage.

"Did True Monarch Crimson Eyebrows disregard the human-demon agreement and take action at Mount Sudu?"

"The Corpse King has misunderstood. It is Fang Yi, Zhang Hengyi, and You Xishan who have joined forces with the Nine-Bend Grand Master, the Lord of Fengling Immortal City."

"Even without the Nascent Soul True Monarch making a move, Lu Xiaozi will still die?" The coffin trembled, and a disdainful voice rang out.

"Given that old deer's first-rate survival skills and mastery of the turtle's ability to retract its head, how could any cultivator in Da Yun possibly want his life?"

"Youngster, do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

A surge of malevolent energy erupted from the coffin like a tidal wave, stirring up spiritual energy from all directions.

In an instant, all the ancient trees, vines, rocks, and springs within a radius of three hundred miles were frozen solid.

Thousands of miles away.

A ray of starlight fell outside the Heavenly Valley, and You Xishan felt uneasy, looking northward.

The fingertips manipulated the techniques, the hexagrams of heaven and earth shifted, and the starlight flowed, yet it was like looking at flowers through a fog, yielding no result whatsoever.

"eccentric.
How strange!
What else within the great clouds could cause a shift in fortune, making me wary?

"The Soul Burial Abyss left behind by the Green Wood Palace?" He frowned slightly, starlight flickering between his fingers, the twenty-eight constellations swirling around him.

"Not the Abyss of Burial Souls"

"Ok?"

Fang Yi's mind jolted, and then a green and yellow pearl in his sleeve turned, his gaze also turning northward.

The Scripture of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing already senses the flow of Qi. After completing its transmission, with the help of the Pearl of Withering and Flourishing, its ability to sense Qi is further enhanced.

"The ability to unleash this invisible spiritual tide requires at least a ninth-level Core Formation cultivator, a Great True Person whose cultivation has shed its rudimentary form."

"Is there a Grandmaster who has reached the Core Formation stage on Mount Sudu?" He was on guard.

"Quick victory!"

Zhang Heng paused for a moment, and the bird-faced human figure flashed past his eyes, and he realized something was wrong.

As he practiced the shamanic ritual, he obtained a wisp of the spirit of the Great Venerable Jumang, and his foundation continued to transform, with shamanic patterns clustering on his golden core.

His expression was solemn as he pointed to the majestic, continuous mountains in the distance and spoke in a deep voice.

"Although Lu Xiaozi has perished, Tianjue Valley is not far from the Ten Thousand Mountains."

The Nascent Soul Demon Lord wouldn't care about the struggles of us ants.

However, given the strength of the demon race, dispatching a demon king at the peak of the Core Formation stage would be a difficult task.

The Demon King's Daoist temple, now at the peak of Core Formation, has been established, allowing him to comprehend the wonders of great supernatural powers. This is different from the Deer Demon Child, who forcibly broke through using secret methods.

We must act swiftly to seize this opportunity, lest any unforeseen complications arise.

Fang Yi suppressed his unease. With the Withering and Flourishing Pearl in hand, his cultivation technique was nearing completion, and he could begin planning for the Nascent Soul stage.

At this crucial moment, we must be extremely careful, as unexpected events can occur.

"Do it!"

With a wave of his sleeve, the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner emitted a dim yellow light, and a puppet hand covered in bone armor pressed down.

"boom!"

Within the Heavenly Valley, streaks of dark blue light shone forth, transforming into a green wood spirit covered in moss and with verdant horns.

Lingxiao's eyes gleamed with cunning, and its aura continued to grow stronger.

One layer of Dan.
The third level of Dan
Fifth level of Dan
Seventh level of Core Formation
"Yo!"

The verdant phantom hummed softly, its four hooves pounding, drawing upon the essence of the spiritual veins, and emanating an aura no weaker than that of an eighth-level Core Formation cultivator.

"boom!"

Immediately, a cold glint flashed from its verdant horn, shattering the dim, yellowish light.

"Fortunately, Junior Brother Fang lured the Deer Demon out of its lair. With no one in charge of the formation's restrictions, its power is no less than that of an eighth-level Core Formation cultivator."

If the Deer Demon Child were to remain hidden in this heavily fortified lair, with the divine will of a Great Demon King overseeing it, its demonic power would be inexhaustible.
Unless Martial Uncle Red Eyebrows intervenes, even if we join forces, we cannot defeat him.

Yu Xishan was still shaken. He raised the Zhou Tian Bagua diagram and the hexagrams of Qian and Kun changed.

The restrictions were not properly implemented and were rigid in their changes; a little deduction would reveal their flaws.

With a flick of his finger, twelve strands of starlight fell, leaving their mark on the flowing light that filled the Heavenly Valley, and then, like serpents, they traveled along the energy channels.

"Junior Brother Fang Yi's cultivation is a bit lacking, so I'll leave the task of stabilizing the earth's veins and calming the aftershocks to you, so as not to damage the spiritual herbs in the valley."

This is the culmination of Lu Xiaozi's eight hundred years of accumulation; it's incredibly useful whether for refining precious elixirs, brewing spiritual formulas, or exchanging for spiritual items!

"Good!" Fang Yi's divine soul kept warning him, sensing a Jumang Witch Seal radiating a blue light in his dantian.

With a firm thought, the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner in his hand swayed, and the continuous spiritual energy transformed into clouds that enveloped him as they descended.

You Xishan paused slightly, looking at the handsome young man standing with his hands behind his back, playing with a wooden ruler, before continuing:

“Junior Brother Hengyi, use the Extreme Wood Treasure to break through these twelve forbidden eyes.”

"can."

With a flick of his sleeve, Zhang Heng extended his long, slender fingers, and the spiritual light of the Azure Netherworld Sacrifice Ruler Wood swirled, echoing the sounds of the ancestors' sacrifices.

"Edict!"

"Boom!" "Rumble!"

The twelve ruler-shaped shadows fell like antelope horns, effortlessly striking the twelve constantly moving star imprints.

"laugh!"

The phantom of the Azure Wood Spirit Demon vanished in an instant, transforming into a raging gale that howled, shaking the earth and mountains, and causing cracks to appear in the valley.

"town!"

The banners of the Void Realm fluttered, and Fang Yi waved his hand, tossing out a somewhat worn-out blue lotus-colored flag.

One by one, blue lotuses drooped down, gathering vitality and evolving into an endless expanse of green lotus leaves reaching to the sky, suppressing the surging spiritual tide.

Feel the pure medicinal energy rising into the sky from the valley, gathering Daoist rhyme, and spontaneously transforming into a scene of galloping horses and chubby white ginseng babies playing.

"Wow, what a formidable family fortune!"

There was no such strange phenomenon in the spirit plant garden within the sect.”

Zhang Heng's face lit up with joy, and he transformed into a streak of azure light, taking the lead.

Fang Yi slightly closed his eyes, scanning the layout of Tianjue Valley. He vaguely sensed something was amiss, but couldn't quite pinpoint it.
It seems familiar.
The arrangement of these restrictions is strange; it seems to protect more than just the Heavenly Valley.

"Junior Brother Fang, let's go get the spiritual medicine first."

"Once you complete the inheritance, no matter how mysterious the arrangement of this Heavenly Valley is, it will be irrelevant to you and me."

Yu Xishan, bathed in starlight, reminded him, "That old deer has cultivated for eight hundred years; it's perfectly normal for him to have some secrets."

We should prioritize cultivation and not concern ourselves with such trivial matters.

Fang Yi's mind shifted slightly as he gazed at the familiar restriction, a vague guess forming in his mind.

He remained calm and thanked him, saying, "Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother."

It then transformed into a dim yellow light and stepped into the valley.

Within the Heavenly Valley, the earth's energy in the small, spiritually rich fields transformed into undulating dragon-like creatures.

Three streaks of light descended one after another. Fang Yi, wearing a jade crown and with his robes fluttering, gazed at the spiritual herbs in the field.
"hiss"

"Blood-striped fruit, five-leaf orchid, purple millet"

"Also, there's the Azure Wood, the Spirit-Swallowing Moss, and the Azure Sea Fern."

"Is this a dead-leaf lotus?"

"This old deer has accumulated so many spiritual plants and precious herbs over eight hundred years?"

(End of this chapter)