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

Chapter 11: Magical Weapon Earth-Splitting Hoe

The remaining dozen or so monks were all hesitant and kept silent, not daring to take a step forward.

Upon seeing this, Manager Li stroked his mustache, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Is there anyone who would like to volunteer next?"

A gray-robed monk took a step forward, his tone somewhat flattering.

"Manager Li, I am willing to give it a try."

After seeing Manager Li nod, the gray-robed monk walked to the spiritual field with a little nervousness on his face.

The hand gestures changed, and the Small Cloud and Rain Technique was used, and the water-attributed spiritual energy quickly gathered.

It turned into a spiritual cloud half an acre in size, and then smoothly turned into spiritual rain that fell to nourish the green rice.

The gray-robed monk breathed a sigh of relief.

Manager Li narrowed his eyes and looked at the gray-robed monk.

"What's your name, kid?"

"Steward Li, my name is Zhao Hulin. I wonder if I have passed this assessment?"

There was a hint of pride in the corner of the monk's eyes.

"With this level of skill, the Little Cloud and Rain Technique will naturally pass, but..."

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Manager Li suddenly slapped out with a heavy palm.

Zhao Hulin was unable to react in time and was knocked onto an ancient tree next to the spiritual field, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.

Then he struggled to get up from the ground with blood all over his face, and looked at Manager Li with resentment.

"What do you mean, Manager Li? In this Qianzhi Garden, do you think you can completely control everything?"

The cultivators beside the spiritual field were also alert. They had obviously never expected that there would be a cultivator in the Xuanyang Sect who would forcibly injure others in public.

'This is? ’

Fang Yi had sharp eyes and saw several yellow talisman papers leaking out from Zhao Hulin’s chest.

Manager Li looked down on Zhao Hulin and ignored the vigilance of other cultivators.

He sneered.

"how so?
Daoist Zhao should have an idea in his mind!"

Then he sucked out several talismans from Zhao Hulin's chest with his hands.

He held a few talismans between his fingers and counted them one by one.

"Small Cloud and Rain Talisman, Small Thick Earth Talisman, Small Geng Gold Talisman."

"Junior Brother Zhao, you are well prepared.

I guess it must have cost a lot for this pure spring water?

Oh, you should think about how to explain this to the Law Enforcement Hall later."

Say it.

Without waiting for Zhao Hulin to explain, he knocked him unconscious with another palm.

Turning around, Manager Li's face became even darker.

"This fellow disciple will be handed over to the Law Enforcement Hall for handling. Which fellow Taoist is next?"

Seeing that everyone was avoiding looking at him, Manager Li casually pointed at Fang Yi.

“That handsome guy at the back.

Seeing that you have controlled your aura so well, your spiritual power control level must be quite good. I'll start with you.

However, if you are at the same level as the top few, you will probably suffer..."

Seeing everyone looking at him, Fang Yi's mouth twitched slightly.

He just wanted to accumulate spirit stones, buy spirit materials and demon bones, and start practicing the puppetry skills he mastered in his previous life.

He doesn't want to be so high-profile.

This Manager Li has a bad taste. He concealed his aura, stood behind the other cultivators, and asked himself to come first.

"Nothing more, just some spiritual plant skills."

Fang Yi had no choice but to walk slowly to the spiritual field while everyone looked at him as if he was unlucky.

"I've met Manager Li."

After bowing to Manager Li, his face became serious.

He immediately activated his magic power, and the magic spells between his fingers kept changing like a butterfly flying through flowers.

As the magic power was continuously consumed, the blue spiritual light and moist water vapor quickly gathered into a white spiritual cloud.

Under the surprised gazes of Chang Sun Bao and others, the spiritual cloud grew thicker and thicker, and Manager Li's eyes became softer.

"Tick!"

"Hualala..." Raindrops fell continuously from the spiritual clouds.

In the drizzle of spiritual rain, the green rice shook off its previous lethargy, its branches and leaves fluttered, and the whole spiritual rice was lush and green.

"Um?

Well done.”

Manager Li was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this handsome monk, who had obviously just started learning, had such a profound skill in the Little Cloud and Rain Technique.

It is a good material for a spiritual plant husband.

Compared with the monk in front, he found Fang Yi particularly pleasing to the eye, and then stroked his mustache.

"The Small Cloud and Rain Technique is nearing completion. Junior Brother, what is your name?"

"Reporting to the steward, I am below."

"Fang Yi, right?

As a spiritual plant master, you have some talent. You have passed this assessment.

You are considered the best. If no one else surpasses you, this earth-splitting hoe is yours."

After saying that, Manager Li took out a magic weapon from his storage bag.

The magic weapon is three feet long and hoe-shaped. The hoe surface is forged from hundred-fold refined iron and has light cloud patterns on it. It flashes a faint cold light under the sunlight.

Fang Yi understood that this was using himself as a raft to see if he could inspire other cultivators.

However, Manager Li was willing to invest in this earth-splitting hoe, which was a top-quality weapon even among the lower-grade magical instruments.

Compared with Fan Dacheng's Mountain-Breaking Hammer, which he had exchanged for at a high price, its quality was three points better.

It makes sense. Manager Li has a high-level Qi training level. He has been managing Qianzhi Garden for a long time and practicing for decades, so his wealth is naturally rich.

A mere low-grade magic weapon is not a drop in the bucket for him, but it is also harmless.

Fang Yi didn't care about Manager Li's provocation. He smiled gently and slowly retreated back to the crowd.

Chang Sun Bao tugged at Fang Yi's sleeve, a look of disbelief on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Fang Fang, is this what you mean by not having much confidence and giving it a try?"

“Fellow Daoist Changsun, it’s just luck.

I come from an ordinary background. I've been practicing the Small Cloud and Rain Technique diligently for the past year. I'm only a little more proficient, but I'm still a long way from passing the first-level Spiritual Plant Husband exam."

Fang Yi looked sincere and continued to fool Chang Sun Bao without any guilt.

He naturally wouldn't tell Changsun Bao.

In order to avoid being too shocking, he has restrained his small cloud and rain technique.

Moreover, he has made some progress in practicing the Small Thick Earth Technique, and all he needs to pass the examination to become a first-level spiritual plant master is a Small Gengjin Sword Finger.

For Fang Yi, who awakened the memories of his previous life, although his soul foundation was not as good as in his previous life and his spiritual roots were also different from his previous life, it was not difficult to practice many Qi training spells.

Since he started learning, he has spent most of his free time practicing these spells after meditating and practicing Qigong.

If he didn't have these spells, he wouldn't have chosen to come to Qianzhi Garden.

Chang Sun Bao's expression froze, and he put away the folding fan in his hand, as if recalling some painful memories.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, you remind me of a brother from my clan who was quite well-liked by the elders."

"When he was young, he always had a bitter face before the clan's major exams, saying things like, 'I just tried my best, I didn't review, I failed the exam,' and so on. He was trying to deceive people. But when the exam results were announced, he always topped the list."

"Friend Fang, you are not the same, are you?"

As the reincarnation of an old monster, Fang Yi's face is much thicker than a cultivator can imagine.

He had a righteous look on his face and spoke in a firm tone.

"Fellow Daoist Changsun, you're worrying too much. I'm just a wandering cultivator, how can I compare to my fellow Daoist brothers? I have the guidance of the elders in my clan above me, and I have many resources to support me below me. How can we compare?"

"This is just the normal level for ordinary monks."

Chang Sun Bao sensed the faint scent of grass and trees around Fang Yi and nodded.

This is the aura of practicing the "Qingmu Jue" technique.

If Fang Yi was truly gifted and had any luck or support, he would definitely not be able to practice such an ordinary technique.

Half an hour later, all the cultivators had finished testing the Small Cloud and Rain Technique.

Chang Sun Bao looked at the magic weapon, the Earth-Splitting Hoe, in Fang Yi's hand with a grim expression.

It's not that they are greedy for a low-grade magic weapon. The Changsun family is also well-known in the Xuanyang Sect. As long as the cultivators in the family have good spiritual roots, they will join the Xuanyang Sect.

Chang Sun Bao was born into this family and could be considered a direct descendant, so naturally he had a considerable fortune.

As if sensing someone's burning gaze, Fang Yi immediately put the earth-splitting hoe into the storage bag.

He showed his eight big, porcelain-white teeth to Chang Sun Bao, smiling in a very simple manner.

However, Fang Yi's behavior reminded Chang Sun Bao of his cousin who smelled of tea.

"Pah, the same kind of people."

　Young author, please read and collect!
　　The single-player version is so scary. If anyone who is following the series can give some suggestions, I will listen carefully. XOXO!

　　
　
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