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

Chapter 102 The Secret Method of Puppet Dao

Chen Yuanxun was feeling depressed. In this first battle, a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi training died in Xiaoyue Mountain.

In the second battle, although Xu Qingshe had outstanding combat power, he defeated the Wang family cultivator from Wulong Mountain.

But Wang Mengchu had actually planned it long ago. He took advantage of the crisis caused by the fight to help his grandson achieve some success in practicing the "Dead Tree Reviving Spring Method", and the Wang family thus gained an extra seed for building the foundation.

Although the world of cultivating immortals is vast and boundless, the master who has established the foundation has already taken the first step on the path to immortality, and he is qualified to know some things about luck.

Everything went wrong in today's fight, which made her feel a little doubtful.

"Is it true that the Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain has run out of luck?"

Chen Yuanxun suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind and snorted coldly.

"It's Wang Laogui's turn for the third fight. Send someone out first."

"That's how it should be."

Wang Mengchu looked very happy and pointed at a monk behind him who was wearing a black robe with a hood that completely covered his face.

"Heifeng, it's up to you to end this third round. Let this old beggar woman know that the Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain has finally fallen."

"Yes, ancestor!"

The black-robed monk took off his hood, revealing an old face.

The monk named Black Wind had gray hair, a hunched body, and a face covered in wrinkles. He leaned on a wooden staff and stepped step by step onto the gold and silver fighting platform.

A night owl-like sound rang out from Xuanyue Peak.

"I am old Heifeng, and I wonder who from Xiaoyue Mountain would fight with me."

"Black Wind?"

The Chen family gathering place on Xuanyue Peak was already in an uproar.

"Heifeng? The genius with the top-grade spiritual roots from the Wang family back then!!!"

"Didn't he abandon his family and go to the Great Jin Kingdom?"

"This matter was laughed at for a long time. How could the genius who was cultivated with great effort abandon his family and return to the Wang family? And he still looks half-dead!"

Listening to the noise around him, Fang Yi had a general understanding of the situation.

According to the cultivators of the Chen family, this Taoist Black Wind is not someone to be trifled with.

He looked at the foundation-building master who was holding a moon blade beside him.

"Master Yuanxun, I wonder who this black-robed monk is?"

Chen Yuanxun was also somewhat puzzled, but his frown quickly relaxed and he sent a message to Fang Yi.

"Friend Fang, this Black Wind was the Wang family's most prized foundation-building seed back then. He possessed excellent aptitude and was a cultivator with top-grade wind spiritual roots. ... But thirty years ago, for unknown reasons, he abandoned his family and homeland to go to the Great Jin Cultivation Kingdom. His current state must have resulted in his failure in his foundation-building efforts."

"The Great Jin Kingdom? How can a mere Qi-cultivating cultivator enter the Great Jin Kingdom?"

Fang Yi was a little surprised. Although the Great Jin Kingdom and the Great Yun Kingdom were neighbors, the many dangerous places and monsters between the two countries were not something that ordinary Qi cultivators could deal with.

He felt the energy of Heifeng's cultivation.

"The mana is pure, but the energy is fluctuating. Has this caused a fall from the ninth level of Qi training?"

"Eighth level of Qi training?"

"This should be due to the failure of the impact on the foundation-building realm. However, the energy around Heifeng is not forging an ordinary foundation. Is he trying to peek at the middle-grade foundation?"

Fang Yi already had an idea in his mind.

"I think that's the case. If you were to condense a low-grade Dao foundation, even if you failed, with the help of one or two foundation-building spiritual objects, the backlash wouldn't be this severe."

In response to the questions from the Foundation Establishment Master, Fang Yi did not make any boasts.

"Master Yuanxun, this Black Wind was once a cultivator who had the potential to establish his foundation. Even if his cultivation level has declined, he is still at the eighth level of Qi training. I am only at the seventh level of Qi training. The outcome of this battle will be determined."

"In that case, I wish you, Young Friend Fang, every success. As for the half portion of the Purple Gold Vine and the Seven Cold Water, I have already sent someone to prepare them."

A sinister look flashed across Chen Yuanxun's eyes. The Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain and the Wang family of Wulong Mountain were naturally mortal enemies.

Now that there is an opportunity to suppress the Wang family of Wulong Mountain, he does not want to miss a single cent.

"If you, Fang, can kill this Black Wind, in addition to the Purple Gold Vine, Seven Cold Water, and other spiritual objects... my Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain would like to show our gratitude and give you a spiritual material for refining a top-grade puppet, so that you can study the art of a puppet master."

Fang Yi naturally heard the coercion and inducement in Chen Yuanxun's words, but he was not affected by it.

The purple-gold vine was necessary, and the spiritual materials needed to refine a top-grade puppet were also very valuable. However, if obtaining these spiritual materials required exposing his own background, he was unwilling to do so.

Fang Yi never forgot that there was a Tianji master in Xuanyang Mountain who was staring at his incarnation, the Taoist Ku.

He had finally gotten rid of suspicion after much planning the previous time, so he wouldn't put the cart before the horse now. If his true identity was exposed and Song Qinghe targeted him again, his subsequent plans would be difficult to carry out.

Therefore, Fang Yi will do his best to deal with the purple gold vine, but whether he can succeed or not depends on whether there are any flaws in the black wind.

……

The magical power surged around Fang Yi's body, and then turned into a green spiritual light and fell on the fighting stage. His sleeves fluttered, and he looked quite gentle and gentlemanly.

"Xuanyang Mountain Fang Yi, greetings to Fellow Daoist Black Wind."

After Black Wind's failed attempt at foundation building, his personality had become somewhat extreme. Seeing Fang Yi's cultivation level, his expression changed, and a dangerous aura emanated from his body.

The words were also a little colder.

"Seventh level of Qi training?"

"Good! Good! Good! You kid from Xuanyang Mountain, you dare to come on the field with such a strong cultivation level? Do you think I'm easy to deal with now?"

"Back then, I killed countless Qi-cultivating cultivators like you!"

Heifeng was quite cunning. Before he finished speaking, he swung the wooden stick in his hand towards Fang Yi.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and the Cloud Smoke Pot was summoned. Auras shone from the pot, and crimson smoke gushed out. The smoke swirled in the air, eventually transforming into a cloud shield several feet wide that appeared before him.

"Oh!"

With a dull thud, the wooden staff magic weapon was caught by the red cloud shield.

"Mid-grade defensive magic weapon?"

The anger in his eyes was quickly suppressed by Heifeng, and then a look of greed emerged. He was very clear about the value of this mid-grade defensive magic weapon.

This ordinary mid-grade magic weapon starts at only 200 low-grade spirit stones, while the value of a mid-grade defensive magic weapon is at least 30% higher, yet it is still in short supply.

"Hehe, this is truly a heaven-sent opportunity! Once the contract is signed on the battle stage, life or death is irrelevant. If I were an inner sect disciple, I would have some reservations. Unfortunately, you, Fang boy, are only an outer sect disciple!"

Heifeng has been practicing for sixty years and has extremely rich experience in fighting. With a quick scan of his spiritual sense, he immediately saw the weakness of this cloud-shield-shaped magic weapon.

Although the grade of this cloud shield magic weapon is not low, due to the materials used in its refining, its defense range is extremely wide, and it has excellent defense performance against magic weapons such as hammers, tripods, towers, and buildings.

Against weapons like ordinary knives, guns, needles, and spears that penetrate the surface with a single point, the defensive effect is much worse. Thinking of this, Black Wind's magical power surged.

"Die to me!"

The wooden staff magic weapon glowed brightly, and rich wind-attributed spiritual power gathered on it.

"go with!"

The magic spells in Heifeng's hands kept changing. In just a few breaths, the wooden staff magic weapon turned into a huge wind blade and slashed towards Fang Yi.

With the blessing of the wooden staff magic weapon and wind-attribute magic power, the wind blade is extremely sharp.

"call out!"

The green wind blade was extremely fast and cut through the cloud shield as easily as a knife cutting tofu.

Seeing that Fang Yi was about to be hurt, strange sounds of movement came from under the cloud shield.

"Crack!"

"Click... click!"

A two-meter-long, emerald-colored snake-shaped puppet emerged.

Fang Yi activated his magic power, and the Qingxuan snake puppet twisted and turned beside the cloud shield, eventually forming a snake formation.

The green snake head was raised high, and its tongue moved in and out of its mouth, protecting its master.

The spells in Fang Yi's hands kept changing like a butterfly flying through flowers. In just a moment, he used a secret puppet technique.

"Secret Technique of Puppetry: Bronze Bone."

There was a bright light on the horn of the Qingxuan Snake Puppet, and the golden spiritual power gathered rapidly.

Finally, the entire snake head glowed with bronze light, and then its horn was gently lifted.

"Ding!"

The crisp sound of metal clashing was heard, and the bronze horn paused slightly, then easily picked up the ten-foot-long wind blade and sent it flying.

"A first-grade, top-grade puppet?"

"This outer disciple of Xuanyang Mountain is actually a first-class top-grade puppeteer?"

When Wang Mengchu saw the green wind blade being easily picked up by the snake puppet's horn, the smile on his face froze.

"Old beggar woman, you are really good! You actually found real gold while panning for gold in the sand."

"Old Ghost Wang, Xiaoyue Mountain has a long history, and I have the blessing of my ancestors. How can you compare to me?"

Chen Yuanxun's face was filled with joy, and he was also sighing at his good luck. He had originally set his sights on Xu Qingshe, an inner sect disciple of Xuanyang Mountain, and Fang Yi was just an extra.

After all, Fang Yi was a first-rank mid-grade puppet master, and although he had some reputation in Yunze Market, it was just some reputation, and was not taken seriously by a Foundation Establishment Master like her.

No one would have thought that not long after he advanced to the high level of Qi training, he was able to refine a first-grade top-quality puppet and also mastered the secret art of puppetry.

Thinking back to what was said in Yunze Market, Fang Yi had already made several attempts to master the skill of refining top-grade puppets when he was at the sixth level of Qi training.

He originally thought that it was a waste of money and that the refining of top-grade puppets would eventually fail one after another. But now it seems that it should be accumulating the foundation for puppetry skills... Only in this way can the skill of refining puppets be broken through to the top level soon after his cultivation breaks through to the high level of Qi training.

Chen Yuanxun was talking and laughing. For the first time, he felt that Fang Yi really had a chance of killing Taoist Black Wind. His pearly teeth opened slightly.

"Master Fang is highly skilled. If you can kill the Black Wind of the Wang family, then my Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain is willing to add a spiritual material for refining a top-grade puppet to the original reward."

Then she pondered for a moment, took light steps, and stood in front of Wang Yuanchu again, locking her aura with him.

"Friend Fang, don't worry. This old ghost of the Wang family has been completely locked up by me."

Feeling that he was locked in by the aura of a Foundation Establishment Master, Wang Mengchu sneered.

"Old beggar woman, Fang Yi is only at the seventh level of Qi training after all, and his puppetry techniques are just ordinary. Don't be too happy too soon, just like the last fight, you failed to gain anything but ended up losing the rice."

"There's no need for you, Old Ghost Wang, to worry about this. The younger generation can handle their own affairs... and I, as an old woman, only need to keep a close eye on you."

The moon blade in Chen Yuanxun's hand was turning slowly, and the long silk magic weapon was waving behind him. It was obvious that he was determined not to give the old ghost of the Wang family any chance to interfere.

……

Fang Yi didn't care about Chen Yuanxun's voice transmission. He wasn't blinded by a spiritual material. He had his own judgment on how to win or lose, and how to make a move.

He shook his sleeves, and black and white spiritual lights shot out from his sleeves.

The black and white double-blade magic weapon drew two beautiful arcs in the air and slashed towards the black wind with a sharp cold light.

Then the spells in Fang Yi's hands continued to change, and the azure water-attributed spiritual energy gathered.

Lines of spiritual text danced in his hands, and finally a flowing cloud emerged.

Fang Yi chuckled softly.

"Secret Technique of Puppetry: Shi Yun"

"Secret Technique of Puppetry: Rainfall"

Seeing the clouds and mist completely covering the fighting stage, spiritual rain also fell.

Fang Yi gently bit the Cangmu Qi-replenishing Pill in his mouth.

The mild medicinal power flows out from the elixir and then nourishes the whole body along the meridians.

Feeling that the mana in his dantian was always maintained above the ninth level, Fang Yi once again shot out a brilliant spiritual light.

"Puppet Dao Combination Secret Technique: Feng Shui Body Movement Technique!"

"call!"

The wind suddenly arose and the spiritual rain fell heavily.

The spiritual power of Feng Shui attributes turned into azure cloud patterns... The spiritual light of the cloud patterns flowed endlessly, continuously blessing the emerald snake body of the puppet.

The wind takes advantage of the water's momentum, and the water takes advantage of the wind's power.

The two colors of green and blue are entangled, and the spiritual power of Feng Shui attributes gathers.

“Roar!!!!”

The Qingxuan Snake Puppet let out a long cry, and the aura around it began to rise continuously, and a sense of pressure came from the fighting stage.

"go with!"

The Qingxuan Snake Puppet's momentum rose again, and it pounced towards Heifeng, who had a stern expression.

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(End of this chapter)