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

Chapter 586: Ancient Map Treasure Completed, Sect Leader's Discussion

"Crash!"

The gathered spiritual energy turned into a vortex and flowed back down. The inscriptions on the red dragon smoke furnace flowed, and the jumping elixir fire turned into several swimming dragons, spewing golden flames.

Chimeizi's face was solemn, and his fingertips changed the magic gestures and cast a series of magic seals.

"Pong!"

The golden flame in the furnace became more and more vigorous, ripples appeared on the Gutu Mountain, and the runes that formed the treasure ban appeared.

Several broken runes slowly appeared under the golden flames.

The golden flames flowed and danced, sometimes rising, sometimes falling, but there was no sign of explosion.

"Hardness and softness complement each other, water and fire complement each other?" Fang Yi suddenly realized, his pupils shrank slightly, and he showed a look of amazement.

When a fire cultivator practices, whether he is activating true fire or refining magic weapons, he will obtain the explosion of fire.

Chimeizi's aura was magnificent. He did not cultivate the way of Yin Fire, but he actually cultivated his own life-blood fire to be as flowing as water, without stopping.

This is someone who has already developed divine will and possessed his own divine essence. He is like steel that has been tempered a hundred times but has become as soft as silk, and is incomparable to ordinary great masters.

"Junior Brother Fang is very knowledgeable!" Chimei Zi was surprised and exclaimed in admiration.

Fang Yi, the junior brother who had just condensed his elixir, could actually see some of his foundation.

Although he did not deliberately conceal his aura, his knowledge and experience were already top-notch among Jindan Zhenren.

As a weapon refiner, this is not the first time that he has activated the elixir fire to refine magic weapons.

But apart from a few great masters in Xuanyang Mountain, the foundation of the remaining eighty to ninety percent could not be seen.

The great master's magical power has transformed again, and a huge gap has been created between him and ordinary Jindan cultivators. It is normal to see his attainments in the way of fire.

Fang Yi had only just condensed his elixir.
"Brother Chimei, you are too kind. I only have some talent in the field of spiritual awareness."

Fang Yi's confidence in Xuanyang Mountain increased by another point, he murmured in his heart.

'Water and fire complement each other, and fire is refined like water. The accumulation of fire has reached the fourth level.

This Chimeizi is only one step away from surviving the thunder tribulation and entering the Nascent Soul stage.

He is not an ordinary Jindan Zhenren. Due to the limitations of his sect and the time he has practiced, his knowledge is limited.

With the foundation of two lives, he loved reading ancient books, practiced to the perfection of Danjie, tried to break through to the Yuanying realm, and even aspired to the position of Zhenjun.

How could one not see that this Chimeizi possessed a pure aura, a translucent soul, and a faint spiritual light that was almost overflowing from his sea of ​​consciousness?
Cultivation must be steady and solid, with a deep foundation and a strong basis that is even greater than when he was in the Mingquan Sect in his previous life.

“The lineage of the Zushi Hall has always had excellent spiritual cultivation.

However, Junior Brothers Changce and Hengyi, who have come here now, do not have such insights."

Chimei Zi shook his head slightly and did not get to the bottom of the matter. Every cultivator who has cultivated to the stage of Jindan and is respected as a true person has his own background and adventures.

He has opportunities, Wuhua also has them, Fang Yi has had adventures, and their spiritual thoughts are far beyond ordinary, which is normal.

"Junior Brother Fang, please look into the red dragon smoke furnace."

Chimeizi stretched out his five fingers and the ancient map of green water unfolded completely. One by one, inscriptions of cultural rituals and prohibitions swam in the map.

He began to point out.

“The difference between so-called magic weapons and magic tools lies in the core treasure prohibition.

The twelve magic bans merged into one and turned into a treasure ban. The essence changed. With the core, it can already absorb and exhale spiritual energy on its own.

Even if no one is refining it, it will not degenerate due to lack of nourishment."

"Look at this treasure barrier. Although the ancient map it relies on is damaged, its essence is still there and has not fallen. After that, complete the spiritual map and then refine it into the treasure barrier."

The ancient picture of clear water flutters, and the torn corners reveal broken silk threads.

Several strands of crystal silk flew out from Chimeizi's sleeves, and his rough five fingers moved inexplicably flexibly.

The silk goes through the weft, connecting the broken threads on the ancient picture and starting to weave the worn corners to make up for it.

"Look, this rune is meant to draw upon the spirit of water. To repair it, use an inscription of the same magnitude."

Fang Yi listened attentively to Chimei Zi's instructions.

A weapon refiner who has reached the perfect stage of Jindan was giving instructions calmly, but he obviously did not have such a big face.

This is the legacy left by Huang Guangsheng. If you miss this opportunity, you don't know when you will have it again.
In the fire veins, spiritual light flows and runes dance.

Chimei Zi was multitasking, repairing the ancient map of green water while teaching Fang Yi how to refine magic weapons.

"The way to a magic weapon is to nurture it, refine it, and sacrifice it. It's not enough to just sacrifice and refine the magic weapon and then nourish it with mana and elixir fire.
With such a slow and tedious process, even if you are a Jindan Zhenren, how long will it take to upgrade the grade of your natal treasure?

Ten years? A hundred years? Or even longer?

Even a Jindan Zhenren has a limited lifespan. If one spends so much time and energy refining magic tools, his cultivation will be hindered."

"Junior Brother Fang, the magic weapons you use on a daily basis are not only refined with spiritual energy that matches their attributes.

For example, this Red Light Dragon Smoke Furnace, after being obtained by the sect, it was refined for six hundred years, and it was only refined to the peak of the middle-grade magic weapon.

Due to the limitations of the materials, there is no further progress.

After that, I used a third-grade, top-grade Jade Firewood as the material, and used the wood to make fire, and then I took the last step and entered the top-grade magic weapon level."

His lips chattered, his long eyebrows waving, and when he became excited, he took out several prototypes of magic weapons and practiced them on the spot.

There was a gleam of light in Fang Yi's dark eyes. He had practiced for two lifetimes. Although he was born into a decent family in this life, he had not been in the elixir-condensing stage for long, so his accumulated foundation was limited.

As for the previous life?

A cultivator of the Nether Spring Demon Sect, he excelled at the method of refining magic weapons with blood. He was smart and studious, far surpassing his peers.

Authentic weapon refining inheritance?

How could a weapon refiner let a wolf into the house and despise his lifespan for being too long?

The Golden Crow flies, the Jade Rabbit walks, the sun rises and the moon sets, black and white rotate in Xuanyang Mountain, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

In the fire vein, the red dragon smoke furnace became brighter and brighter, and the four corners of the ancient green water map were completed.

"disease!"

The human-shaped shadow exploded, transformed into a ray of spiritual light, and merged into the red dragon smoke furnace.

"Crash!"

The ancient picture on the clear water is unfolding, giving off layers of azure spiritual light, and the treasure ban and the ancient picture are blending seamlessly.

Chimei Zi cast the last seal in his hand.

"Boom!" The red dragon smoke furnace vibrated, water vapor rose, and a blue light shot up into the sky, evolving into all kinds of strange visions.

Sometimes the waves are vast and blue, sometimes the waves are huge and crashing against the shore.

"Wow!"

Chimei Zi closed his eyes slightly, and a red spiritual light shot out, turning into a large handprint with distinct joints, which was slapped down and easily suppressed the many strange spiritual lights.

“Junior Brother Fang, this treasure map replenishes half of the third-grade mid-grade spiritual silk, and the treasure ban has not been dropped.

The two forbidden defensive magic weapons are enough for you to use until the middle stage of Jindan."

Fang Yi reached out and took the treasure map. It felt like silk, warm and slightly cool.

The inscriptions on the two forbidden treasures were complete, and there was no sign of repair. The surging power hidden in the picture was enough to attract people's attention.

'If there is no such defensive treasure in Chiquan Mountain.

The tricky part about Runyu is that it needs to be reduced by at least 30%.'

With a slight activation of his magic power, layers of water curtains formed. Feeling the defensive power of the water curtains, he felt extremely satisfied.

"Thank you for your help, Senior Brother Chimei. This is a small gift from me. I hope you will accept it."

Fang Yi bowed his head and took out a bowl of red spiritual liquid from his sleeve, which was filled with the aroma of medicine and the smell of wine.

The Treasure Refining Order was issued by Xuanyang Mountain, which had already promised benefits to weapon refiners. Logically, it could hire a third-level weapon refiner and did not need to covet other rewards.

But he is not stupid or incompetent, and he does not treat other people's efforts as nothing.

After asking a third-level weapon refiner to take action, whether he uses 60% or 100% of his strength, the quality of the repaired magic weapon will be very different.

A magical weapon with two forbidden treasures is a magical weapon, and a magical weapon with one forbidden treasure is also a magical weapon. Even if a forbidden treasure falls, it is not impossible for it to become a top-grade magical weapon.
What's more, the third-level spiritual silk used to repair the ancient map of green water was supplied by Chimei Zi himself.

"Hmm? A third-level, low-grade spiritual medicine that nourishes the body and replenishes the meridians?"

Chimeizi took the bowl and touched the spiritual liquid with his index finger. A slight burning sensation came from his fingertips, and then a warm feeling flowed through his meridians.

“Well, if it’s an ordinary pill, it won’t be of much use to me.

But your spiritual liquid seems to be unique, using spiritual insects as medicine?
Is this the spiritual medicine skill that Junior Brother relied on to advance to the third level?"

"Senior brother has a keen eye."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, this is a spiritual liquid that can harm the body.

It was made from the only third-level spiritual object harvested from Chiquan Mountain, a third-level wineworm shell.

Even though he was careful in refining the ritual, he only had two copies in his hand.

He guessed that the third-level spiritual wine of the Kang family in Chiquan Mountain was probably related to the death of this third-level wine worm.

It was a desperate fight because the wineworm could no longer produce third-grade spiritual wine after its lifespan had ended.

"Never mind, if it was an ordinary third-level spiritual object, I wouldn't be able to take advantage of you.

But this magical medicine, using insects as medicine and wine to nourish the body, is unique and still useful to my body."

Chimei Zi hesitated for a moment. For him, after the completion of the Danjie, he was unwilling to give up even the slightest improvement in his Dharma body.

If it was an ordinary cultivator, or a hostile cultivator, they could rob him, or even kill him to steal his treasure.
But since Fang Yi was from the same school as the master, it was not an option.

He finally took a look at Chunyang Peak and spoke.

"Junior Brother Fang, you and I are not casual cultivators, nor are we the demons who seek quick success and instant benefits. Today, I will teach you a secret technique for cultivating magic weapons."

A dot of ink unfolded in the air, transforming into inscriptions that described the art of treasure refining through the birth and death of the five elements.

【Small Five Elements Mutual Growth and Nurturing Technique】

"A third-level treasure refining secret technique?!" Fang Yi's pupils shrank slightly, and he focused his mind on recording this secret technique.

The authentic third-level treasure refining inheritance, this one secret technique alone can serve as the foundation for an ordinary Jindan sect.

'Every word is a gem.'

He murmured in his mind.

'Although it consumes a lot of spiritual objects, with this treasure refining technique, whether it is to sacrifice and refine magic weapons or to cultivate one's own life, it can save a lot of skills.'

One day later, a red spiritual light rose from the earth veins.

In the fire pool, the red dragon smoke furnace was emitting spiritual light, and there was a hint of reminiscence in Chimeizi's eyes.

"Using medicine to cultivate the Tao is more and more similar to the way of Junior Brother Guangsheng.
No wonder my junior brother asked me to take care of him before he declared himself emperor.
Junior Brother Guangsheng, I have invested a lot of money now, and I have taken out all the secret techniques I have kept in my heart."

Wuhua Zhenren has long hair draped over her shoulders, wears an apricot-yellow dress, and has a unique stubbornness and smile.

She burst out laughing. "Old man, you promised me that you would help me refine the treasure.

I don't know who it is, but I don't want to get involved. The battle between the Zushi Hall lineage and the Tianji Peak lineage.

Now that the [Small Five Elements Mutual Growth and Nurturing Treasure Technique] has been used, if that old charlatan Tianque gets to know about it, given his temper, hey, you’ll be in trouble.”

"That depends on whether my junior fellow apprentice has the wisdom. I have already given him the opportunity."

Chi Meizi's face was calm and domineering. "As for Junior Brother Tianque, he will understand."

The three main lineages of Xuanyang, whether it is the Wugengzi lineage or the Zushitang lineage.

Over the past thousand years, although there have been victories and defeats against each other, each side has been respected and has restrained each other.

But now, it is Chimei who is in charge and has absolute authority.

Being bothered by trouble does not mean that you lack the ability to make decisions.

Three days later.

Tianji Peak is filled with spiritual energy, ancient trees are quiet, and the aura is extremely mysterious.

A green spiritual light fell in front of the mountain gate. Fang Yi looked at the gray-robed monk in front of him and spoke.

"Fang Yi from the Patriarchal Hall has come as promised. Please meet Master Tianque."

The gray-robed monk's expression changed, he bowed slightly, then his face was full of smiles and his words were respectful.

"Master Fang Yi, the Grand Master has already given instructions. Please follow me."

'Master? '

Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something.

The cultivator who has condensed the True Person is called the True Person, and only the cultivator who has established the Foundation is called the Superior.

Looking at the gray-robed monk in the middle stage of foundation building in front of him, he spoke.

"In that case, please lead the way, fellow Taoist."

A quarter of an hour later.

Green bamboos sway, winter plum blossoms bloom, and the lotus pond is shimmering with light.

In the quiet courtyard, Tianquezi, with his long, withered yellow hair and a plain white robe, sat cross-legged, with a brown dove-shaped palm resting on his legs.

Looking at the monk who entered, he closed his eyes slightly and spoke.

"Xiao Mo, please step back!"

"Yes!" The gray-robed monk bowed respectfully and slowly retreated until he left the courtyard, then turned around and left.

A layer of gray mist rose up and turned into a magical ban, isolating the inside and the outside. Then Tianquezi spoke.

"Junior Brother Fang, it has been a long time since we have had guests at Tianji Peak. Please take a seat."

A green lotus flowed under Fang Yi's feet, and a green auspicious cloud rose up, and he sat opposite Tianquezi.

He looked at the old monk in front of him, his guard still intact.

How could he not know what kind of thoughts and difficult methods a third-level top-grade Tianji master in the late Jindan stage has?

Xiao Lie, the head of Xuanyang Mountain, is now a disciple of Tianji Peak.

Tianquezi's turbid eyes turned and he looked carefully at the cultivator in front of him, who had pure aura and high vitality.

Time passes bit by bit.
Fang Yi's face was solemn and his whole body was tense. He was playing with the ancient map of green water in his hands. The talisman of [Small Five Elements Mutual Generation and Nurturing Treasure Technique] was flowing on the ancient map.

Although I don't know what this great divination master in front of me thinks.
But in Xuanyang Mountain, as the beneficiaries and makers of the rules, they would not break the rules, so the other party took action.

The rest is just an exchange of interests, depending on each party's means.

"Brother Fang, do you know who the younger generation of the monk who led the way just now is?"

Tianquezi's hoarse and old voice sounded.

Xiao Mo?

Recall the monk's name.

Xiao?
Fang Yi frowned slightly.

"Could it be Junior Brother Xiao Lie's son?"

"Well, it's the younger generation of Xiao Lie." Tianquezi's robe moved without wind, his aura was mysterious and unpredictable, and an eight-diagram rune flowed in his eyes.

"I want to accept Xiao Mo as my disciple." The courtyard was silent, with only the chirping of insects and birds, and no other sound.

After a while, Tianquezi spoke again, and his words were earth-shattering.

"The position of the head of Xuanyang Mountain can be given to you."

Fang Yi's face flashed with surprise. "What do you mean, Senior Brother Tianque?"

Accepting Xiao Mo represented support for Xiao Lie, but this also made Xiao Lie give up his ambition to be the head of the sect.

With the position of the headmaster in hand, even if he only acts impartially, how much more spiritual merit can he gain for Tianji Peak? How could Tianquezi, a master of divination, not know this?

(End of this chapter)