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

Chapter 109 Each One Has Its Own Harvest
Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe looked at each other, and each of them activated the magic weapon in their hands to block the aura here.

This secret treasure of foundation building is important, but it is also very important not to attract the attention of the monks of Xiaoyue Mountain.

The ancient bronze ring was suspended in the air, with a constant stream of green light pouring out from it. The green light was entangled and woven in all directions, forming a gauze curtain that was three times thicker than the previous one.

The spiritual mulberry trees in the splendid treasure map soared into the sky, ancient trees, lush and verdant. Invisible waves rippled out from them.

The golden ripples rose and fell, and soon, they merged into the green gauze tent.

Seeing that the aura around the cave was completely blocked, Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. He wanted to see the combat power of this cultivator of the same level who practiced the ancient miraculous skills.

The world of immortal cultivation is in turmoil, so one must prepare early.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, please!"

"please!"

Looking at Xu Qingshe's solemn expression, he gathered the fire-attributed spiritual power in his hands, and soon a two-colored fire lotus danced in his hands.

Feeling the faint pressure coming from the fire lotus, Fang Yi's mind moved.

click
The bronze-armored puppet behind him took a step forward.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and a red magic power penetrated into the puppet.

Then, one puppetry technique after another was used.

'Gathering Qi'

'Bronze Armor'

'Tianfeng'

The spiritual characters on the puppet's bronze body lit up one by one, and an aura as still as a mountain emanated from it.

The bronze puppet put its five fingers together and used its palm as a knife.

A steady stream of mana poured into it, and then with a light wave, a bronze blade slashed out.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang.

The red fire lotus collided with the bronze blade light, causing an invisible wave.

Fortunately, the two of them were well prepared. The spiritual light of the ancient bronze ring and the Lingsang embroidered pattern flowed, suppressing the invisible fluctuations.

Fang Yi carefully felt the collision between the two, and finally exhaled.

"That Fire Lotus has already reached its limit at the first stage, but like me, it still needs a lot of accumulation to reach the power of the quasi-second stage."

"They can fight, but the outcome will depend on each other's hidden cards."

Fang Yi roughly estimated Xu Qingshe's combat power and compared it with Li Wuhui's. He already had a rough idea of ​​the practitioners of these ancient and extraordinary skills.

"Fellow Daoist Xu is a master of magic. How about we split this hidden treasure 50-50?"

"Can!"

Watching Xu Qingshe skillfully take out a magic contract, Fang Yi's mouth twitched uncontrollably. This magic contract was exactly the same as the one he had a few days ago.

"Fellow Daoist Xu is truly a cautious person."

Fortunately, he was well prepared. He shot out a blood-colored spiritual light with a changed aura, and a blood river mark appeared on the magic contract.

The Blood River Mark and the Alchemy Furnace Mark glowed with spiritual light, and the magic contract was completely activated, transforming into two golden spiritual lights that merged into the souls of the two.

Feeling the golden light in his soul, Xu Qingshe's expression also relaxed.

"Fellow Daoist Xue, let's go into this secret treasure and see what kind of spiritual object this foundation-building master left behind that the two cultivators of the Chen family have been obsessed with."

The two of them scanned the secret treasure with their spiritual sense and found that there were no other restrictions. They looked at each other and entered the cave.

When Fang Yi walked into the cave, he saw a rotten skeleton sitting cross-legged on a stone bed.

There were three jade boxes and a jade slip placed in front of the stone bed.

The two of them took turns probing their spiritual consciousness into the jade slip.

It wasn't long before the two of them knew who the skeleton belonged to. The jade slip contained a biography of the Foundation Establishment cultivator, Master Qingyue.

This Master Qingyue was a foundation-building cultivator from the Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain two hundred years ago. He was also one of the top cultivators among the foundation-building cultivators.

In his early years, he was full of vigor and ambition. He defeated several great monks in the late stage of foundation building in battles and was already known as Qingyuezi.

It is a genuine Jindan seed, and it originally had the hope of advancing to a Jindan Zhenren and leading the Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain to a higher level.

However, when he went out to look for opportunities, he was ambushed by several monks. Although he escaped and ascended to heaven after a hard battle, his foundation was destroyed.

Not long after he fled back to Xiaoyue Mountain, he passed away in silence, leaving all his magical tools to his younger disciples.

The three jade boxes in front of him are just treasured items, and there are no second-level spiritual objects.

Fang Yi withdrew his spiritual consciousness from the jade slip and had a rough guess about the cultivator who ambushed Master Qingyue.

In the Dayun world of immortal cultivation, there are only a few forces that possess Jindan Zhenren.

It is already difficult for these independent cultivators and small families in the foundation-building stage to reach the Jindan stage. This True Man Qingyue does not want to develop peacefully and still dares to show off everywhere. It is normal for him to be ambushed and attacked by these Jindan forces.

Fang Yi opened the three jade boxes.

The jade box on the left is a seed of strange fire, but it has been sealed in the jade box for hundreds of years and has not been nourished by magic power, and its grade has dropped to the lower grade of the first level.

Opened on the right side was the skeleton of a wind-feathered eagle, which was a mount raised by Master Xuan Yue in his early years. Unfortunately, it never broke through to the second-level monster beast.

After his lifespan was exhausted, he was taken away by True Man Qingyue, who wanted to refine him into a magical weapon. Unfortunately, he was ambushed and lost the chance.

The jade box in the middle is a brown jade slip, which is a second-level low-grade geomancer inheritance.

The two people in the quiet room looked at each other.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves and put away the jade box containing the Wind Feather Eagle's spirit body. Although this monster had not advanced to the second-level monster, it was also left by a top-level first-level monster.

Although its quality has declined somewhat due to age, but with the help of the spiritual object of heaven and earth, Black Gangfeng, Fang Yi has a 70% chance of refining a quasi-second-level spiritual puppet.

Xu Qingshe also put away the jade box containing the strange fire. Although the grade of this treasure has dropped, its origin is still there. If it is refined with the "Heaven and Earth Baking Furnace Method", it will also be a great benefit.

Finally, each of them copied a copy of the geomancer's inheritance and took it away, then left.

On the top of Xiaoyue Mountain.

Wang Mengchu's face flushed red as he activated the magical treasure pearl in his hand. The pearl shone with golden light and smashed towards the female cultivator in front of him.

Chen Yuanxun's face was pale, and the moon blade magic weapon in his hand turned, and he struggled to cut out several silver-white moonlight rays.

The moonlight collided with the precious orb magic weapon, and it took several rays of moonlight to break through before it could barely stop the precious orb magic weapon.

"Cough! Cough!"

Seeing Chen Yuanxun coughing up a few more traces of blood, and thinking of the wealth accumulated by Xiaoyue Mountain for hundreds of years, Wang Mengchu could hardly suppress the excitement on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, your life span is short, so why do you still risk your life for Xiaoyue Mountain? Why don't you listen to me and marry our two families? Then your Xiaoyue Mountain will have a foundation-building master to look after it, and my Wang family of Wulong Mountain will be there."

"Your Wulong Mountain Wang family has enough time to completely wipe out Xiaoyue Mountain, right?"

The disdain on Chen Yuanxun's face was evident.

"Old Ghost Wang, are you worthy?"

"Hmph, worthy or not, I don't think you, an old beggar woman, will have the chance to see it! When I kill you, I will also be able to get the largest share of Xiaoyue Mountain."

Seeing Wang Mengchu's golden bead magic weapon coming at him again, Chen Yuanxun's breath weakened another three points. Then he urged the long silk magic weapon in his hand, and the magic weapon flew and entangled with the golden bead magic weapon.

But in his mind, he was calculating how much magic power Wang Mengchu had left.

'Fifty percent mana?
If we delay any longer, the Jiazi Beast Tide will arrive. If Xiaoyue Mountain wants to survive this disaster safely, the gold and silver altars must be taken back and re-refined.

Another half hour of entanglement.

The energy in Chen Yuanxun's hands and body became weaker and weaker, and the magic power in Wang Meng's dantian also slowly dropped to 30%.

'The time has come! '

The two of them thought of almost the same thing.

(End of this chapter)