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

Chapter 204: The Corpse's Spiritual Communication
A phantom emerged from the Three Lives Stone.

In a gloomy ancient tomb, evil spirits are everywhere, and yin energy and death energy are flowing and colliding.

Inside the tomb chamber, the ancient, eerie runes on an ancient bronze coffin vibrated.

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The ancient coffin was pushed open by a skinny hand covered with corpse spots the size of copper coins.

A corpse king with white hair and a deathly aura crawled out of an ancient bronze coffin.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

The corpse howled towards the sky, then bowed down towards the skylight in the tomb.

There was a moon disk hanging in the skylight, and as the corpse bowed down, silvery-white moonlight poured down.

"The Taiyin Corpse Refining Formation! The Moon Worshipping Method for Netherworld Corpses. The corpse of the Corpse God Son left behind in the previous life, the corpse that is revived and communicates with spirits..."

Looking at the scene of the corpse worshiping the moon, which appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, Fang Yi's face looked a little ugly.

If he had not been able to reincarnate, he would naturally be extremely happy if the corpse could communicate with the spirit at this time.

The rebirth of a corpse through spiritual communication is equivalent to embarking on the path to immortality again. With a long lifespan, the memory will eventually awaken.

And he also has many back-ups and trump cards.

But now it’s very different!!
With the help of the Three Lives Stone, the true spirit is reincarnated and the corpse loses the possibility of awakening its true spirit.

The remaining corpse is psychic and poses a great threat to it.

Through some mysterious intuition, Fang Yi knew it very clearly.

If one wants to refine the Three Lives Stone in the soul and become the owner of this treasure, one must refine the corpse transformed by the corpse god in the previous life into the previous life.

And once you refine the corpse of your previous life and swallow the origin of your previous life, you will definitely be able to benefit yourself.

I'm afraid that even the position of the God of Transformation can be glimpsed.

That's the path to becoming a god! The chance for immortality!
Since ancient times, for nearly ten thousand years, there has been no news of any cultivator ascending to heaven.

Fang Yi would never give up such an opportunity.

Since his reincarnation, he has already built a top-grade foundation for Taoism, and the path to forming the elixir is already smooth. With the help of his previous life experience, he is also somewhat confident in refining the Nascent Soul.

The only thing is that he has no chance of reaching the position of God Transformation.

Without advancing to the stage of transformation into a god, there is no hope of ascending to the upper realms. No matter how long your life span is, it will eventually run out.

Now, the path to becoming a god is right before his eyes, how could he let it go?!
"This is an opportunity for the great Dao, I must refine him alive!!" Uncontrollable greed surged in Fang Yi's heart.

As an old demon, he began to recall the flaws in the magic weapons he left behind, the hidden hands in the puppets, and the key points in the formation.

He knew that even if he gave up, the corpse would come to him sooner or later in order to advance to the realm of spiritual transformation and refine him into his next life.

The two are enemies of each other, and there is no room for reconciliation.

"call!!"

Fang Yi exhaled heavily and began to sort out his messy thoughts.

"According to the intuition of the Three Life Stone, the Corpse God Son has only been alive for a short time and is only at the Jindan stage, and his spiritual intelligence has not yet fully developed.

This life and the previous life are not in the same world of immortal cultivation, and as a Jindan Zhenren in the previous life, I had never heard of the Dayun world of immortal cultivation. The two places must be far apart, so there is still room for development.

Hey, this opportunity to become a god must not be missed!"

Fang Yi knew that although he possessed the Three Lives Stone, he knew the truth.

But if this corpse advances to the Nascent Soul stage, as its cultivation level increases, it will have some mysterious induction.

If one is willing to pay a certain price, the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul is enough to traverse the world of immortal cultivation.

Although he has the upper hand, his cultivation level is not as high as that of the Corpse God Son after all, so he must not slack off.

The corners of his mouth twitched as he thought of all the plans he had made in his previous life to build the Yin and Ming Tomb in a vain attempt to communicate with spirits after death.

Now it seems that what I wished for has come true.

But the final result is not mentioned.
Fang Yi remembered it clearly.

The Yinming Tomb, which he built with great effort, is located on the third-level Yin Vein and is covered by the third-level top-level Taiyin Corpse Refining Array.

Among them is also the quasi-fourth-level underworld technique "Taiyin Corpse Reincarnation True Method".

In addition, there are several masterpieces in the tomb, all of which are top-notch third-level puppets.

There are also several magic weapons that he used during his lifetime, and the blood food of two third-level monsters.

Even the ancient bronze coffin was made of quasi-fourth-level spiritual materials obtained through untold hardships and deception.

The ancient bronze coffin only needs a little sacrifice and refinement to become a life-saving magic weapon with incredible power.

Fang Yi felt a little regretful.

All the preparations made in the previous life have now become the foundation of the Corpse God Son.

He owns a top-notch spiritual land, practices top-notch skills, and has several magic weapons at his disposal.

The difficulty of this Corpse God Son has increased at least several times.

"The world is unpredictable, it is really what you do.
Fortunately, through practicing the "Life and Death Withering and Flourishing Sutra", the withering and flourishing energy is connected with the Three Life Stone, allowing me to take the initiative."

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, without complaining about anything.

For the great cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation, what they fear is not the dangers on the road, but the interruption of their cultivation path!
He sensed the foundation he had built after establishing a superior Taoist foundation, and realized that in the end, it would still be his cultivation that would speak for itself.

His magic power surged and his spiritual consciousness swept across.

Ten zhang... twelve zhang... twenty zhang... twenty-three zhang

Twenty-four feet
The range of spiritual awareness is twenty-four feet, which is only a step away from the cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.

"At fifty, at the age of knowing one's own faults, I have forged a superior foundation for the Dao. I can now call myself a genius."

Fang Yi's mood improved a little, and the Ruins Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner appeared in his hand.

In the past, he used the Ruins Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner as if he were a child wielding a sledgehammer, which was quite strenuous.

Now the liquid magic power in his hand was surging, the treasure banner was swaying, and the two energies of withering and flourishing were flowing endlessly. In the blink of an eye, the magic weapon was fully activated.

hum!hum!
The treasure banner vibrated, and runes of withering and flourishing emerged, erupting with astonishing pressure.

“Sure enough, my natal magic weapon is not a divine weapon of the body refining lineage, and it requires foundation building cultivation to fully drive it.

Although I was at the second level of Dharma Body before, I was ultimately unable to establish a Dao foundation, and my power was far inferior.”

Fang Yi sensed his own foundation and seemed to be thinking about something.

"Compared to my previous life, although I forged my foundation ten years later, my foundational qualities and lifespan are far superior.

And their financial resources far exceed those of their peers."

Ordinary foundation-building cultivators, after building their foundation, need to collect spiritual materials and refine their own magical instruments before they can unleash the power of a foundation-building cultivator.

As soon as he advanced to the foundation-building stage, he had the Xujie Withered and Flourishing Banner, the Lingsang Brocade Robe, the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword, and the Luotian Pouch, a total of four top-grade magic weapons.

Among the foundation-building cultivators, he is the wealthiest cultivator.

It is much better than those who are poor and have to use medium-grade magic tools to build their foundation.

He was now quite confident that even if he encountered Master Mingsu again, who wielded a top-grade magical weapon, he would be able to fight him on his own. "But we can't be careless. Although Corpse God Son can't come to the Dayun Immortal Cultivation Realm in the short term,

However, those who have established their foundation can only gain a foothold in Xuanyang Mountain, but they cannot do whatever they want.

The sect stipulates that if one fails to establish a foundation at Yuling Peak, one must immediately give up the cave. If one succeeds, one can practice in the cave for three months to stabilize the foundation.

Now I will stabilize my cultivation first, and then practice a method of escape. If the opportunity arises, I will find a magical tool for escape speed..."

Think about this.

Fang Yi started to practice his skills and began to absorb and exhale spiritual energy.

And he restrained the emerald-colored spiritual light that was overflowing from his body due to the forging of a superior Taoist foundation.

The best Taoist foundation was also known as the Heavenly Dao Foundation in ancient times.

Not to mention Xuanyang Mountain, even in the entire Dayun immortal cultivation world, there has been no news of any cultivator building a foundation in the Heavenly Dao for hundreds of years.

He only has a mid-grade spiritual root. If he reveals his foundation, it would be equivalent to telling other cultivators.

Come quickly, fellow Daoist! This cultivator holds a great opportunity!
The opportunity to build a superior foundation for the Dao will inevitably attract the attention of a Jindan True Person.

The path to immortality values ​​privacy; if you fail to form an elixir, you will end up being an ant.

Since one has a long life span, one must prioritize stability and avoid unnecessary disasters.

Nowadays, the clouds in Dayun's world of immortal cultivation are strange.

Whether it is the Jindan Zhenren of Nanli Kingdom or the third-level monster of Qingyun Mountains.

If one could kill a genius cultivator with a high-grade Dao foundation, I think he would show no mercy.

Fortunately, Fang Yi was well prepared. The "Book of Life and Death" is good at concealing the energy.

Now that he has forged a superior foundation for Taoism, his essence, energy, and spirit have been united into one, and his understanding of the "Scripture of Life and Death" has been further enhanced.

By restraining his own Qi, he could deceive cultivators at a higher realm. This way, as long as he did not expose himself, he could ensure his safety.

……

Three months later.

Deacon Xin leaned against the counter and yawned.

Looking at the spiritual energy exploding from the Renshui Cave, he shook his head.

"Another foundation building failure, what a pity! The cultivator from Renshui Cave Mansion should have broken through the barriers of both physical body and magic power.

If it weren't for the Jindan True Master from the sect issuing a decree to transfer inner disciples, this cultivator might have accumulated more energy for a while and had the opportunity to build a foundation..."

clatter! clatter! clatter!
Footsteps were heard, and Deacon Xin raised his head as he looked at the monk who walked in.

"Oh? Junior-Martial Nephew Fang... No, Junior-Martial Brother Fang. Congratulations, Junior-Martial Brother, on forging your Dao foundation and enjoying a lifespan of four generations."

"It's just a coincidence, nothing to worry about. Thank you, Senior Brother Xin. I'm here to return the cave token."

Fang Yi said a few polite words and then handed over the jade token.

Deacon Xin took the token, looked at Fang Yi's receding figure, shook his head, and a hint of interest appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Those who are dying from drought or floods are dying from floods. The Li family of Qianzhiyuan has no successor.

This Senior Brother Xiao from Yuping Peak and his two disciples have both established a foundation in Taoism.

Judging from their aura, they are all low-level Taoist cultivators. I just don't know who Senior Brother Xiao has chosen to inherit his legacy.

Hey, this is something to argue about."

……

Half a day later.

Yuping Peak.

Yu Xing, wearing a red flame robe, stood on the stone steps and stretched out his hand to block Fang Yi's way.

"Junior Brother Fang, I haven't seen you for a long time. I never thought that you have also established a foundation for the Dao.

But let me remind you, Senior Brother, I am now in charge of Yuping Peak, so please don't have any bad thoughts."

Looking at his senior brother in front of him who spoke in a bad tone, Fang Yi didn't waste any words.

The real owner of Yuping Peak is still alive.

There was a flash of light under his feet, and he turned slightly to the side and left on his own.

When Yu Xing saw this, he felt a surge of anger all over his body, but in the end he had some reservations and did not take action.

In the belly of Yuping Peak, there is a sacred place called Chiyan.

Gulu...Gulu...

Bubbles of various sizes continuously emerged and burst from the magma lake.

The green spiritual light under Fang Yi's boots appeared and disappeared, turning into a spiritual boat, crossing the lava lake and heading towards the center of the spiritual land.

Looking at the cultivator on the stone platform with wrinkles all over his face and a withered aura, he did not dare to be negligent and bowed.

"Disciple Fang Yi greets Master."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Xiao Changce coughed dryly a few times, and looked at the disciple who had already established his foundation in front of him, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

A hoarse voice sounded.

"A stable foundation can be considered superior even among the lower-grade foundations.

What a pity! If you had a top-grade spiritual root, if you accumulated more energy over the years, you would have a chance to build a mid-grade foundation..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Changce retorted on his own.

"That's still a little short of the mark. You've already reached fifty, which is considered the age of knowing destiny among ordinary people.

The sixtieth limit is not far away. Even if I accumulate more, I am afraid I will not be able to reach the middle-grade Dao foundation."

It was rare for Xiao Changce to show some sincerity.

“Hey, I never thought that before I die, I can still see my disciple building his foundation.

Congratulations, my disciple Fang Yi. You have now advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage, taking another step forward on the path to immortality and enjoying a lifespan of four generations."

As for Fang Yi's ability to forge a superior Taoist foundation, Xiao Changce had never even thought about it.

Not to mention a cultivator with medium-grade spiritual roots, even if he has high-grade spiritual roots, as long as he is not the biological son of the Nascent Soul Patriarch, having a high-grade Taoist foundation is just wishful thinking.

Fang Yi was respectful.

"Thank you very much for your guidance, Master. I wonder what arrangements the sect will make after I establish my foundation."

"In the gate?"

Looking at his disciples who still maintained a respectful attitude, Xiao Changce was quite pleased.

(End of this chapter)