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

Chapter 55: Encountering a Half-Demon on the Road (Please Read!)
Half a month later.

The night wind is howling and the chill is thick.

A figure in a brocade robe was fleeing hurriedly in an ancient forest.

On such a cold night, beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead.

Wiping the sweat from his face, the monk in brocade robes glanced behind him nervously.

"Did you escape?"

Seeing that there was no one behind him, he did not dare to stay. He quickly swallowed a medium-grade recovery pill. After his magic power was slightly restored, he used a wind spell and continued to escape towards Yunzefang.

Not far behind, Tu Shanhuai had an ugly look on his face. Are all these human puppeteers cowards?
The Master Fang of Zuiyue Tower was like this a few years ago, and the Master Wei in front of him was like this too.

After much difficulty in luring Wei Yanbo out of Yunze Market, they never expected that the fat sheep they had caught would actually run away.

"We must not let this person escape, otherwise it will ruin the clan's plans and cause trouble."

Tu Shanhuai activated the fan-shaped magic weapon under his feet, and the furry fox tail behind him swayed gently, attracting the blessing of wind-attributed spiritual power.

"Master Wei, didn't you want to practice dual cultivation with me? Why did you abandon me like this?"

When Wei Yanbo heard the charming voice behind him, his face turned grim and he ran even faster.

This place is only more than ten miles away from Yunzefang. As long as you enter Yunzefang, you will be safe.

A few years ago, he saw a charming female cultivator in Zuiyue Tower. He thought he was lucky and that with his status as a mid-level puppeteer, he could easily capture her.

Afterwards, things did not develop as he felt. He did not have sex with the female cultivator, and the night of lovemaking was a natural outcome. Tu Shanhuai was always distant from her.

Today, the female cultivator said she wanted to experience the wild fun. Wei Yanbo was a little surprised that this female cultivator was so tough, but he still agreed with great anticipation and came to this beautiful ancient forest.

I never thought that it would give him a big surprise.
Wei Yanbo thought of this and felt a chill in his crotch. The sharp teeth appeared before his eyes. If he had not had a magic talisman to protect him, his body would have been completely cold.
Behind him, Tu Shanhuai manipulated the Shanhe fan to blow out several wind blades, while trying to break Wei Yanbo's defenses.

"Master Wei, your magic power is almost exhausted, and your talismans are few and far between. Why don't you obey me?"

Wei Yanbo rolled over to avoid the wind blade and spat inwardly.

"It's his own fault. This mountain and river fan is also a gift from myself to him."

Seeing Tu Shan Huai getting closer and closer, he activated the last talisman in his hand, which transformed into a wind prison that temporarily stopped Tu Shan Huai.
"Daoyou, help!!!"

Fang Yi had an expressionless face as he watched the familiar cultivator running towards him.

"The puppeteer from Zuiyue Tower?"

Then he looked at the graceful and plump figure behind him.

Unlike a few years ago in Zuiyue Tower, this female cultivator had a white fox tail behind her.

"Half-demon?"

Tu Shanhuai was also a little surprised when he felt the presence of a human cultivator appearing not far ahead.

"Damn it, cultivator at the fifth level of Qi training! We can't delay any longer!"

Tu Shanhuai's magic power was activated, and the disguised human skin melted off his face.

She completely took off her disguise, white fox ears emerged from her head, and her slender hands turned into fluffy fox paws.

He raised a silver-white mirror, and a ray of moonlight shot out from the mirror, freezing Wei Yanbo.

Then he half-knelt down and used his magic power to leap in front of Wei Yanbo.

"what!"

Wei Yanbo was unable to resist and was pierced through the chest by a white fox claw.

Tu Shanhuai threw the still beating heart in his hand into his mouth, chewed it carefully with his fox kiss, and a trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.

"Fang Yi?
Little cultivator of the fifth level of Qi training, if you don’t want to die, then acknowledge me as your master and be my slave.”

After saying this, he also showed his cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi training.

Fang Yi looked calmly at Tu Shanhuai who was making a fierce move in front of him, not wanting to waste time.

There are only a few days left before Li Qingsong's wedding, so we have to hurry up.

Moreover, he was a little frustrated because his study of formations had not been going well in the past few months.

With a wave of his long sleeves, a pair of black and white swords shot out from his sleeves. The swords moved in the air, drawing a beautiful arc, and slashed towards Tu Shanhuai.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

A fan-shaped magic weapon engraved with a map of mountains and rivers slowly unfolded and turned into a brown-yellow light shield that protected Tu Shanhuai's body.

Tu Shanhuai was shocked when he saw Fang Yi take the initiative. He thought he had encountered another monk who was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

Then he felt a dull phantom pain in the fox's tail, bit it lightly with his silver teeth, opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blue fox fire.

The fox fire turned into a blue fireball about ten feet in size and smashed towards Fang Yi.

Just as the fireball was about to hit Fang Yi, a jade pot suddenly appeared in the path the fireball had to pass.

The jade pot glowed with spiritual light, spewing out red smoke. The smoke rolled and turned into a cloud shield to block the fireball. It turned out to be Fang Yi who raised the cloud smoke pot.

Tu Shanhuai looked at the two mid-grade magic weapons that Fang Yi had sacrificed one after another, and his slender eyes revealed greed.

'What a pleasant surprise! If I could get these two mid-grade magic weapons, I would sell them.

I hope to break through the ninth level of Qi training in a few years, so that I can return to the clan and strive for the foundation-building realm.

Tu Shanhuai spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, if you hand over these two magical instruments, I will let you live."

Fang Yi ignored the chatter of the half-demon cultivator in front of him. After confirming that she was at the eighth level of Qi training, he activated the magic power in his dantian and held the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword in his hand.

Immediately, he waved his right hand, a faint blue light emerged, and a blade of light slashed towards Tushan Huai.

Tushan Huai was still immersed in the joy of the opportunity that had fallen from heaven, when suddenly his fox fur stood up and he felt a heart-shaking breath.

Looking up, he saw a dark blue blade slashing towards him.

"Damn it! How could a mere cultivator at the fifth level of Qi training possess such a treasure?"

Tu Shanhuai quickly activated his magic power, without holding back at all, including his magic weapons, talismans, and spells.

"Zi!"

The dark blue blade light passed by lightly, and the Mountain and River Fan, along with its yellow-brown protective shield, was split in half.

Top-grade spell, wind wall, shattered!
The middle-grade magic weapon Silver Moon Mirror shattered!
The first-grade, top-grade golden armor talisman is broken!

A faint blue blade light flashed past Tu Shanhuai's eyes.

Even if she used all her means, she could not withstand the sharpness of the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword.

"Wheel, wheel."

A fountain of blood gushed out, the white fox head rolled down, and its narrow eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness.

Tu Shanhuai could not accept that he had been killed so easily, and his last thoughts were filled with sadness.
"One knife! Just one knife!!!"

'Are all human monks monsters?
Fang Yi was like this, and so was the female cultivator surnamed Li that day. Nan Li, there is no going back.
Seeing Tu Shanhuai dead, Fang Yi did not put away the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword.

His face looked solemn.

He controlled the cloud smoke pot to protect himself, then looked towards an ancient tree on the left.

"Which fellow Taoist is here?!"

"Da da da!"

The sound of footsteps reached Fang Yi's ears.

A female cultivator walked out from behind the ancient tree with light lotus steps.

The female cultivator was wearing a long red robe, with white hair draped over her shoulders. She held a golden needle in her jade-like hands. Her every frown and smile revealed her charm.

The female cultivator opened her red lips slightly, her breath smelling like orchid.

"I never thought that it was fellow Daoist who took action that day?"

Fang Yi had a blank expression on his face, not a single ripple of emotion when facing this stunningly beautiful female cultivator.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Fellow Daoist Li. Your cultivation has improved a lot."

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