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

Chapter 110 Troubles are brewing
A green talisman appeared in Wang Mengchu's hand.

The spiritual text on the talisman exudes a faint sense of oppression, and it is obvious at first glance that it is an extraordinary treasure.

The golden orb was surged with immense magical power, and the orb shone brightly, covering the top of Half Moon Mountain with a layer of golden light.

The magic spells in Wang Mengchu's hands continued to change.

The clouds and mist swirling around the black and white ancient building's magic weapon spread out, rolling endlessly, and finally turned into chains, blocking the two monks.

"disease!"

The golden orb smashed towards Chen Yuanxun, and then the second-grade top-grade talisman in his hand spontaneously combusted without wind.

The wind-attributed spiritual energy gathered and entangled, and after a moment, a wind blade nearly ten feet long appeared in front of Wang Mengchu. This was comparable to the attack of a great monk in the late foundation-building stage.

With this talisman, Wang Mengchu was confident he could deal with the female cultivator before him. His magical power surged, and the wind blade's pressure gradually subsided before it swiftly slashed towards Chen Yuanxun.

Wang Mengchu's clothes fluttered as he muttered to himself.

"Old beggar woman, I have been planning for a long time, and this battle will definitely result in the death of a Foundation Establishment Master.

The long-standing feud between the Chen and Wang families will finally come to an end under my command. From today on, this Xiaoyue Mountain, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, will become history."

……

Chen Yuanxun saw that the surrounding space was blocked by clouds and fog, and wind blades and golden beads were attacking him.

She sneered, and the golden hairpins on her temples swayed gently, creating a faint golden glow that highlighted her elegance and grace.

"Old Ghost Wang, I have been waiting for you for a long time!

Someone at the foundation-building stage will surely fall today, but it will definitely be you, old ghost."

Chen Yuanxun sneered.

"Oh, my Xiaoyueshan Chen family has been passed down for hundreds of years, so how could we not have a trump card?"

Before he finished speaking, a ray of light shot up into the sky.

The lingering aura of decay surrounding Chen Yuanxun was swept away, and his entire body was covered with a layer of silver gauze.

She held a jade talisman in her slender hands, her face serious.

The silver light on the jade talisman circulated endlessly, creating ripples. The silver light became increasingly bright and dazzling.

In the blink of an eye.

A silver moon appeared on Xiaoyue Mountain, and the moonlight sprinkled down, causing the water spiritual power to surge endlessly.

"A quasi-third-level talisman?!"

Wang Mengchu's face looked extremely ugly.

"That fake Dan Zhenren of the Chen family has been in meditation for three hundred years, and you still have treasures in Xiaoyue Mountain?
Damn it!!”

Magical power surged around him, and he didn't care about the two magical instruments, the ancient building and the golden beads, that were entangled with him. He instantly turned into a yellow light and turned around to escape.

The talisman is a fake elixir, and even a real elixir-forming master has to sacrifice the essence of his own magic weapon to refine it.

It already has 80% to 90% of the power of its full strength.

Wang Mengchu knew that he was definitely no match for this talisman.

The magic power in his body exploded, and his escape speed increased by three points.

Unfortunately, the surrounding black and white chains were entangled with the long white silk, and he was blocked for several moments when he was trying to escape.

But in just a few breaths, he had already lost his chance of survival.

"Wang Laogui, I will send you off right now."

"Shh!"

The silver moon appeared looming, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared behind Wang Mengchu.

The silvery-white moonlight gently circled around Wang Mengchu's neck.

"Pfft."

A fountain of blood gushed out.

Wang Mengchu's eyes were dull and his head slowly fell with fear of death.

"Phew! It's finally over."

Looking at the dead Wang Mengchu, Chen Yuanxun also breathed a sigh of relief.

Being able to fight with a Foundation Establishment cultivator, defeat a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator represent three completely different realms.

Generally speaking, to kill a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building is needed to be absolutely sure of success.

The most important thing that enabled Chen Yuanxun to successfully kill Wang Mengchu was the quasi-third-level talisman left behind by Master Jiadan.

Chen Yuanxun's magic power surged, and the Silver Moon Talisman fell into his white hands, followed by a crisp sound.

"Crack. Crack!" A black crack appeared on the talisman. The cracks became more and more numerous, and finally the talisman completely broke apart.

At this point, the last bit of heritage left by Xiaoyue Mountain's Fake Dan Zhenren has been completely destroyed.

But Chen Yuanxun did not regret it. After all, this jade talisman was only made of quasi-third-level spiritual materials.

After three hundred years, this talisman has been used to the point of collapse.

It would be very cost-effective to use this talisman as a final blow to kill a Foundation Establishment Master who had a long-standing grudge against the family.

Besides, there are also extra benefits.

Or perhaps this is Chen Yuanxun's main purpose.

A silver light shot out, and with a flick of the light, it took off the storage bag from Wang Mengchu's waist.

The powerful foundation-building divine consciousness rushed into it,

In just a few breaths, after repeated flushing of the divine consciousness, the golden gem mark left in the storage bag was completely washed away.

Sensing the magic weapon in the storage bag, Chen Yuanxun smiled.

With the activation of magic power, a golden light flew out of the storage bag and turned into a magic platform, hovering in front of him.

Then another silver altar was brought out.

The gold and silver platforms were connected to each other, and it didn't take long.
"boom"

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

The two altars slowly moved closer together and eventually transformed into a silver-white altar with an ancient style, and silver light occasionally flowed on its surface.

The altar is divided into three levels and is as white as jade.

The whole body is engraved with patterns such as the fragrance of laurel, the jade rabbit pounding medicine, and the jade toad spitting out treasures.

Feeling the power emanating from the altar, Chen Yuanxun finally felt relieved.

The Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain has been passed down for a long time, but the family's top-grade magic weapon, the Crescent Moon Blade, has long been damaged.

Now, not only is the mana consumption huge, but its grade is also about to fall to the level of a top-grade magic weapon.

With this ancient moon platform, a top-grade magic weapon in hand, it will not be difficult to preserve the Chen family's foundation during this six-year beast tide unless they are besieged by several second-level monsters.

"The clan's foundation can finally be preserved."

The fragrance of plum blossoms fills the air in the Hanmei Garden.

Fang Yi's aura was connected to the plants and trees, and he was silently watching the battle between the foundation-building cultivators.

As the silver moon blade cut the golden spiritual light into two pieces, Fang Yi's heart was also a little shocked.

"It's over. Xiaoyue Mountain is indeed quite hidden."

He knew that the Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain had a trump card, otherwise they would not dare to plot against Wang Mengchu.

But no one would have thought that there were talismans left behind by Master Jiadan in Xiaoyue Mountain.

Seeing the second-level Moon Spring Formation operating again on Xiaoyue Mountain, Fang Yi understood.

The destruction of the second-level formation was also deliberately released by Chen Yuanxun, waiting for Wang Mengchu to take the bait.

"Hmm? You're back."

Fang Yi slowly released his hidden aura and then looked towards Hanmei Garden.

Xu Qingshe's face was flushed, and there were several storage bags in her hands. She walked slowly towards the garden.

He sounded a little surprised.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, we are both Foundation Establishment Masters. How could this Wang family's Foundation Establishment Master be killed by that Yuanxun Master?"

Fang Yi's nose twitched slightly as he smelled a faint smell of blood, knowing that Xu Qingshe must be going there to earn some extra money.

From his actions when he returned to Hanmei Garden, it was not difficult to see that this "extra income" must have come from the monks of the Wang family of Wulong Mountain.

Thinking about the possible changes that might happen to Xiaoyue Mountain in the future, Fang Yi pondered for a moment.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, the incident at Xiaoyue Mountain and the killing of Wang Mengchu are just the beginning.

You should know that Xiaoyue Mountain is not far from the sect."

Xu Qingshe was not a stupid person. After being reminded by Fang Yi, she also reacted.

"What do fellow Taoists mean?"

"How can I allow others to snore on the side of the bed?"

Fang Yi nodded slightly.

Xiaoyue Mountain is not far from Xuanyang Sect, and it was the birthplace of Master Qingyue, the seed of the Dan formation.

With background and heritage, this threat is very different
(End of this chapter)