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

Chapter 45: Nanli Half Demon (Please read!)
Fang Yi looked at the red puppet in front of him with a look of satisfaction.

The puppet is in the shape of a tiger, about ten feet long, red all over, with eyes like inlaid pearls, bright and sharp. Although it is a puppet, it still retains a trace of the fierce aura of a tiger.

After spending so much effort, a first-grade, top-grade Red Tiger Spirit Puppet was finally created.

Then came the most critical step. Although this puppet was powerful, it did not meet Fang Yi's expectations and still needed to be nurtured and refined with magical power.

He took out a secret wooden coffin from his storage bag, opened the coffin, and the spirit puppet transformed into a ray of red light and entered it.

A drop of Fang Yi's lifeblood flowed out from between his eyebrows, passed through the coffin and merged into the Red Tiger Spirit Puppet. The red and dark spiritual mist flowed, and the spirit puppet and the coffin's energy connected and merged into one.

Looking at the red tiger coffin floating in front of him, Fang Yi showed a look of satisfaction.

A stream of magic power shot out from his fingertips, and the size of the coffin changed, turning into a red ghost light that was stored in his dantian for nourishment.

Fang Yi was very satisfied as he sensed the spirit puppet's aura slowly improving with the flow of magic power in the Dantian Qi Sea.

a few days later.

In Yunzefang, in a valley in the east, flames shot up into the sky and spiritual energy dissipated.

Several monks were fighting in it.

A gray-robed alchemist, holding a magic furnace, was desperately trying to mobilize his magic power.

Wisps of flames danced in the furnace, transforming into fire cranes, fire crows, and fire snakes, and pounced towards the two monks with animal heads and human bodies opposite them.

Chu Guanguan never thought that he would actually meet a half-demon cultivator from the Nanli Kingdom.

Half-demons are a specialty of the Nanli Demon Kingdom. Both their father and mother have demon blood.

After a moment of fun, the demons gave birth to half-demon offspring, but demon beasts are ruthless, let alone a hybrid bloodline.

Many half-demons were abandoned. Later, a powerful monk emerged among the half-demons and established the half-demons kingdom of Nanli, which has been around for thousands of years.

Feeling that his remaining magic power was almost gone, his face showed despair.

I am only a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi training, and the two cultivators from the Nanli Kingdom in front of me are both at the sixth level of Qi training. How can I be their match?

He strengthened his spirit and shouted loudly.

"How dare you, half-demons, penetrate into the heart of my Xuanyang Sect?"

The two half-demon monks smiled grimly, without saying a word, with a playful look on their faces.

He swung the ghost-head sword in his hand, easily splitting the fire snake in front of him and pounced towards Chu Guanguan.

'Chance! '

Although Chu Guanguan was able to enter the inner sect because of his uncle, who was a master of the foundation-building stage in the sect, he had the qualification of medium-grade spiritual roots.

But he is not a useless person after all.

Seeing the two half-demon monks rushing towards him, he took out the first-grade, top-quality wooden prison talisman that he had hidden against his chest.

Wood-attributed spiritual energy gathered, and dozens of one-foot-wide thorns suddenly emerged from behind the half-demon, spreading and entwining with each other.

In just a few breaths, it turned into a wooden cage like a bowl cover and trapped him.

Seeing this, Chu Guanguan didn't dare to delay and took out a top-grade Swift Wind Talisman from his storage bag and activated it.

A gust of green wind blew by, and he felt his body lighten, and he quickly fled towards the Yunzefang market.

The two half-demons saw that he looked ugly and wanted to chase him, but they were entangled in a wooden cage and couldn't get away for a while.

Just as Chu Guanguan was about to escape from the valley entrance, a golden figure rushed out from nowhere.

With a light blow, he knocked Chu Guanguan away.

Xie Yan's face was grim as he took out a rope-shaped magic weapon and bound Chu Guanguan.

Then he put his five fingers together and gathered the golden demonic power.

A golden fist shadow flew over, knocking the wooden prison and the half-demon inside it away.

"Useless! Two cultivators at the sixth level of Qi training actually let a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi training escape?"

The two half-demon cultivators were also strong demon cultivators and only suffered some minor skin injuries.

But they all prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling and not daring to say anything.

Tu Shanhuai walked out from behind an ancient tree, his fox tail swaying behind him, and chuckled.

"Xie Yan, why bother with these low-level half-demons? Their bloodlines are complicated and their brains are all muscle knots."

Xie Yan sighed and waved his hand at the second demon who was still trembling.

"Forget it, go and heal your wounds."

"Fellow Daoist Tushan, although there have been some setbacks, a cultivator with a superior spiritual root is already worthy of our efforts."

Tu Shanhuai raised the spirit-detecting jade talisman in his hand, and a beam of spiritual light shone on Chu Guanguan. After a few breaths, his face turned grim.

"Spiritual root level fifty?"

"Brother Xie, I'm afraid you'll have to work hard. This is only a mid-grade spiritual root."

Upon hearing this, Xie Yan tightened his grip and wanted to kill the monk in front of him, but he was worried about alerting the enemy.

He took a deep breath and spoke.

"It's okay, there's another puppeteer."

Xie Yan felt somewhat helpless. If it weren't for the inner disciples of Xuanyang Mountain, they all had profound background and extremely strong combat power.

There is no need to attack this cultivator who is at the third level of Qi training.

Tu Shanhuai nodded.

"Since the puppeteer named Fang Yi is skilled in the art of puppetry, his physical body must be ordinary. I will lure him out, and you will take action."

Xie Yan knew that Tu Shanhuai had the blood of a fox spirit, so he naturally wouldn't refute it.

Half a month later.

Yunzefang, fresh crape myrtle.

Fang Yi walked in and greeted him.

"Old Maitou, when will the shopkeeper come back?"

Old Maitou looked a little embarrassed. It was already past the agreed time limit, so why hadn't his senior brother returned yet?

Then he sighed and prepared to comfort Fellow Daoist Fang in front of him.

After all, it was agreed that after killing a certain number of monsters every day, he could leave on his own.

Old Maitou chuckled and spoke.

"It's almost there! It's almost there! Senior Brother Gu will be here in the next few days."

Fang Yi didn't care when hearing the misleading words in front of him.

The annual salary given by Ziweixian is quite high.

The benefits to oneself are calculated in years, not in terms of killing monsters, so there is no need to worry about it. The losses will also be borne by Ziweixian.

"Since the shopkeeper is not here, I have some chores to attend to, so I'll leave first."

Seeing that Fang Yi didn't care, Old Mai breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, please go ahead. When the shopkeeper returns, I will inform you."

Fang Yi stepped out of Ziweixian and prepared to go to Duobao Pavilion to sell some puppets to replenish his health.

But I heard a familiar voice in my ears.

"Junior Brother Fang"

Fang Yi turned his head and saw a tall and handsome monk.

"Brother Gu Jiushang?"

Gu Jiushang walked a few steps to Fang Yi's side and pulled him into the Ziweixian with familiarity.

He spoke in a gentle tone.

"Brother Fang, are you here to return the spirit bones?"

Then he took out a brocade bag from his storage bag and handed it to Fang Yi.

Fang Yi took a closer look and found that this was the bag of spirit stones that he had given to him at the trade fair a month ago.

That day, after taking out a hundred low-grade spirit stones, he packed them in a brocade belt and tied a knot for easy carrying.

Fang Yi's spiritual awareness and memory level were far superior to those of his peers, and the trade fair had not been over for long, so he naturally still remembered the pattern of the knot.

This Senior Brother Gu didn't even untie the knot. He didn't even use this Spirit Stone, waiting for himself to return the Spirit Bone???

"Is it because of yourself?"

'Do not! '

Fang Yi recalled his conversation with Yang Cai'er after the trade fair. This Senior Brother Gu always treated his fellow disciples in this way.
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