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

Chapter 594: Xu Ding apologizes, Xiao Lie leaves the mountain

"Xiao Lie, you've tricked me to death this time.

If I hadn't used inferior elixirs as good ones before, I wouldn't have come to the Burning Dome today."

Xu Dingzi's face was bitter as he looked at Xiao Lie gloomily. "My fellow disciples were previously silenced, and I only learned the news today."

"Xuanling Changsheng Mansion, this third-level cave residence actually originated from here?"

Xiao Lie could no longer suppress his anger. His fiery magic power erupted, and heat waves rolled in, burning every pillar to ashes.

"Damn it!
Your pet beast has achieved Dan, why are you hiding such a good thing?"

If he knew that Fang Yi's demon pet had condensed a true elixir, wouldn't he have resorted to such tactics to create a mortal enemy?

Thinking about the news circulating in the mountain gate these days that Fang Yi wanted to compete for the position of the head, Xiao Lie's eyes became vicious.

'There's no turning back!'

"Xu Dingzi, you and I are on the same boat, and we both offended Si Fangyi. Now we have to work together, and don't let him take the throne as the leader.

It's just a demon pet that has reached the Dan stage. Although its status is not low, it is ultimately not as good as the Dan-forming True Persons in the sect."

Xiao Lie looked at Xu Dingzi with burning eyes. He was in a bad situation. Xu Dingzi was a fake Dan Zhenren, and he was in charge of Baicao Pavilion and was in charge of all matters related to spiritual medicine in the sect. He had to win him over.

Although the third-level demon pet is ferocious, in Xuanyang Mountain, the demon beast will not be allowed to attack and kill the leader.

Xu Dingzi pinched his eyebrows, his face showing a look of struggle, as if he was about to refuse.

Xiao Lie suppressed his heartache and immediately added more.

"As the head of the sect, I have the authority to manage the distribution of merits within the sect. I will then tailor a first-class mission for you, my junior brother.
The reward is at least a third-level spiritual object."

"it is good!

I want the lower-grade third-level Biyin Qingxin Bamboo from our sect."

A smile appeared on Xu Dingzi's face. The leader of Xuanyang Mountain had considerable power and could command the monks in the sect.

But in the end, there were many True Dan Zhenren who suppressed the foundation and supervised it. The task of obtaining a third-level spiritual creature was already close to Xiao Lie's limit.

"Within three days, a first-class mission will be delivered to Baicao Pavilion."

Xiao Lie felt a little relieved, his mind racing.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Xu Dingzi, for your help. Junior Sister Zhou from the Lingxiu Workshop and Fake Xiake from the Weapon Refining Building both have some issues with Fang Yi."

Xu Dingzi understood. "Leave this to me. If we all work together, we might be able to defeat Fang Yi."

In the Xiao family's residence, in the Fuxiang Pavilion, there is a two-story wooden pavilion built by the water. The bottom floor is elevated, and you can see red and golden koi swimming freely.

The vermilion railings are wrapped with trumpet creepers, and the windows are covered with cold paper. Under the light and shadow, a plump female cultivator can be seen. She takes a few steps forward, and her fat shakes like waves.

She reached out with her five fingers as thick as carrots, and pulled the handsome Xiao Su, who was wearing a green bamboo robe with pine patterns, into her arms, rubbing him wantonly.

"Su Lang, I've suppressed Xiao Mo's matter for you.

From now on, you should keep a low profile and don't appear in front of Xiao Yan.

Although this incident was not your fault, you were the only one who escaped the disaster among the thirteen cultivators, a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi training."

"Thank you, Sister Qing." Xiao Su breathed a sigh of relief. Xiao Wenqing's grandfather was a rare great cultivator in the late foundation-building stage in the Xiao family.

She herself also has an excellent talent for physical training, has already perfected her Qi training, and is quite favored.

If we say that this matter should be suppressed, then it must be suppressed.

It's the price to pay
"You and I are close friends, why should I thank you?" Xiao Wenqing pulled his hands to both sides.

"Tear!" The pine-patterned green bamboo robe on Xiao Su's body was torn into two pieces, and his agile figure like a cheetah was looming.

"Sister Qing!" Xiao Su paused, his muscles stiffened, and he was about to resist.

"Pa!" He was knocked to the ground with a slap. Xiao Wenqing frowned slightly and sneered.

"A Su, don't be so shameless! Take it off yourself!"

Outside the Fuxiang Pavilion, Fang Yi, wearing a jade crown, leaned casually against a cedar tree.

Looking at the lewd music in the attic, he waved his hand, and the thumb-sized black spider puppet's legs glowed with dim light, and it climbed out of the broken robe silently.

Holding the black spider puppet, he activated his magic power.

"Ancestor! Ancestor! Xiao Su has something important to report!"

The scene of Guzhuo's discussion with monks such as Xiao Su, Xiao Lie, and Xu Dingzi was projected out.

Twenty breaths later, Fang Yi quickly browsed through the records recorded by the Black Spider Puppet.

"Xu Dingzi is here too, but Xiao Lie still doesn't know that Xiaoqi has reached the Dan stage." He was certain of his previous guess.

"With the Yimu Spirit Body at the seventh level of foundation building, and Xiao Lie's accumulated wealth, there is a 60% to 70% chance that Xiao Yan can condense a true pill.

It's a pity that he was spotted by Tianquezi."

Fang Yi saw Xiao Wenqing, a big and strong man with three layers of fat all over his body, in the second-floor attic, insulting him from time to time.

"Sulang, how many beautiful girls in your clan have fallen in love with you?

Everyone looks down on me in private, saying that I am as fat as a pig?

Let Sister Qingying know that you, the famous gentle young man, was the first to get the first share.

It’s exciting just thinking about it!!”

Xiao Wenqing's body trembled with excitement and his face flushed.

"Next time, Sulang will come with me to Wenzhuxuan, and we'll get intimate in front of all the sisters."

Xiao Su's eyes were red and bloodshot, and he pleaded in a low voice. "No! Sister Qing, please don't!

Please! "

"Hahaha!" A rough female voice rang out. "Then it depends on whether Sulang tonight can satisfy me."

"Tsk~"

"This female cultivator of the Xiao family actually likes this tune, unable to resist and forced to submit to the handsome young man?"

As a Jindan Zhenren, Fang Yi naturally discovered the secrets that Xiao Wenqing had not discovered.

Xiao Su's face was filled with humiliation, and there was a strong sense of "burning" in his eyes.

"Xiao Su's acting is also good. Who is the hunter and who is the prey?
Hey, this young man Xiao Su is so cruel to himself."

Seeing Xiao Su's eyes red and bloodshot but still fighting hard, Fang Yi sniffed slightly.

"It's probably a first-grade, high-quality aphrodisiac."

He swept his spiritual sense over and saw three hollow silver needles as thick as cow hair hidden in Xiao Su's hair.

If it were just that, it would not be enough to make the knowledgeable Fang Yi marvel.

His gaze fell, and on the east side of Fuxiang Tower, there was a cultivator with a beautiful appearance, skin as white as snow, and a face like a young girl in her twenties. His face was flushed, and he was holding a Luo umbrella magic weapon to conceal his aura.

"Xiao Qingying?"

"Is this excitement?" Fang Yi's pupils shrank slightly and he asked uncertainly.

"These most outstanding young people in the Xiao family are really weird."

His mind shifted, and on the west side of Fuxiang Pavilion, a burly monk with a strong figure, without any covering, looked at Xiao Wenqing with a fiery gaze.

"I have already left my job, so I won't disturb the countless pairs of wild mandarin ducks."

After taking a look at the Black Spider Puppet, Fang Yi rolled up his sleeves and disappeared into the Fuxiang Tower.

Tianji Peak is surrounded by swirling clouds and mist, and nine thousand green jade steps wind their way up from the foot of the mountain.

Xiao Lie walked quickly, turning into a shadow and moving deeper along the path.

"arrive!"

He stopped and saw an ancient building with a nine-layer gilded roof. There were crouching dragon beasts on the eaves of each layer, and the brackets under the eaves were painted with the sun, moon and stars.

Thinking of the spiritual object in the storage bag, a trace of heartache flashed in Xiao Lie's eyes.

In order to help Xiao Yan grow quickly, he exchanged all the merits he accumulated in the sect for various spiritual objects.

He convinced himself. "As long as Yan'er condenses the True Pill, I will repay him with gratitude. Everything will be returned several times, even dozens of times."

On the top floor of the Zhaixing Tower, there is a bronze track of a celestial sphere with Bagua runes embedded on it, and thirty-six pearls symbolizing the constellations in the sky are shining brightly.

Tianquezi was dressed in a plain white robe and paced back and forth. His face, covered with fine lines, looked extremely strange.

"Strange, not only has the sect's luck increased, but the foundation of emptiness has also been strengthened a lot?"

He kept calculating with his fingertips, divination runes flowed, and a boundless river emerged behind him.

An inexplicable aura interrupted the divination.

"Junior Brother Guangsheng passed away, leaving the sect without a great late Jindan stage cultivator, and our luck has been declining.

Why is there an increase in the opposite direction?"

I tried Liuren Method, Heluo Method, and Stargazing Method, and tried several other secret methods one after another, but still couldn't find the root of the problem.

"The only major event in the sect in the past few years was Fang Yi's condensation of the elixir from the Ancestral Hall. Even if a Jindan True Person had a third-level demon pet, it would not be possible to help the sect's fortune in this way.

Moreover, the day when this luck can grow will be long after Fang Yi condenses his pill."

"Is it because of the Blue Blood Bodhi Branch?" Tianquezi frowned and hesitated.

"Increasing your luck is a great thing. Now it is more important to teach the younger generation and prepare spiritual objects."

He waved his sleeves, and brilliant starlight bloomed, covering the armillary sphere. After sealing it with a series of restrictions, he turned to look at the gray-robed monk beside him.

Tianquezi asked calmly.

"Xu Ding, what was Xiao Lie's reaction when he learned that Fang Yi's demon pet had condensed into a pill?"

Xu Dingzi knelt on the ground and spoke respectfully.

"Master, as you expected, Xiao Lie has been collecting spiritual objects in exchange for several spiritual elixirs that can increase his cultivation. He has placed all his weight on Xiao Yan."

"My planning is worth it." Tianquezi nodded slightly.

Few cultivators in Xuanyang Mountain knew that Xu Dingzi was his servant, and that he was sent out to take charge of Baicao Pavilion only after he condensed the fake elixir.

In addition, the two fake elixirs, Fake Xiake and Shidanzi, also serve under him.

He hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Xiao Yan possesses a Yi Wood spirit body. Although it is not a top-grade Dao base, it has a very high affinity with the Jade Blood Bodhi Branch.

You will then speed up the process of provoking hatred between Xiao Lie and Fang Yi, and Fake Xiake and Shi Danzi will help you.

Remember, keep the two of them evenly matched, with Fang Yi having a slight advantage."

Xu Dingzi looked troubled. "Master, that third-rank demon king is too great to be dealt with even if I join forces with Fake Xiake and Taoist Shidan."

Tianquezi sensed Xiao Lie downstairs in the Zhaixing Tower with a deep gaze.

"I will warn that third-level demon king. Xuanyang Mountain will not tolerate demon beasts above the third level fighting with cultivators."

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

Heavy footsteps were heard, and Tianquezi, leaning on his cane, slowly walked down from the top floor of Zhaixing Tower.

His cloudy eyes swept over the three monks who were offering sacrifices to the Bodhi branches on the cushion. Although he did not say anything, he felt an inexplicable heavy pressure.

"Greetings to Master Tianque!" Xiao Yan and the other two knelt deeply on the cushions, their foreheads touching the ground, their hands folded upwards, showing utmost respect.

"You guys are good." Tianquezi instructed the three monks to offer sacrifices and refine the Bodhi branches.

After several rounds of screening and examinations, the remaining three monks each had their own extraordinary qualities.

Xiao Yan is the most talented and has the Yi wood spirit body; Shen Yu has the highest cultivation level and is at the ninth level of foundation building; Chu Xiang'er has the best character and a full soul.

Three days later, the sun rose in the east, and the warm sunlight shone into the Zhaixing Tower through the flower windows.

Tianquezi pinched his eyebrows as if he was a little tired.

"This teaching ends here. Xiao Yan, Shen Yu, and Chu Xiang, you three should practice well.
Practice well, and the most outstanding ones will inherit the [Brain Blood Bodhi], a third-level inheritance and a magical weapon that goes with it."

The eyes of Xiao Yan and the other two instantly became hot, and then they looked at the other two cultivators with fear.

A third-level inheritance and magic weapon, if not in Xuanyang Mountain, would be enough for three people to fight for their lives.

Three days later, in Xuanling Changsheng Mansion, the yellow color on the branches and leaves of Qingxin Bamboo had turned more than half.

Fang Yi looked at the cultivator in front of him and spoke.

"Xu Dingzi, what brings you here?"

Xu Dingzi was wearing a gray robe, holding several soul-sealing jade boxes in his hands, with a smile on his face.

"The cultivator that Baicao Pavilion previously employed temporarily was careless and made repeated mistakes in selecting spiritual herbs. I have already dismissed him and imprisoned him in the Heavenly Punishment Hall as punishment.

Now, Xu Dingzi has come to apologize on behalf of Senior Brother Xiao Lie.

Junior Brother Fang Yi, this is a small token of my appreciation, please accept it."

Fang Yi looked down meaningfully, and a streak of chain shot out from his sleeve, passing over the soul-sealing jade boxes one by one.

"Pong!"

The palm-sized spirit-sealing talisman spontaneously combusted without wind, and a fresh medicinal fragrance filled the air. Looking at the elixir in the jade box, Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly.

“Bitterheart Fruit, Black Chrysanthemum, Wood Spirit Grass, and Floating Waterweed are all top-grade second-tier spiritual medicines.

Fellow Daoist, you are thoughtful."

He waved his sleeves and put away the elixir. "If there is nothing else, fellow Daoist, please leave."

"Fang Yi, you!" Xu Dingzi scolded with an ugly look on his face as he immediately turned hostile after seeing Fang Yi accept the spiritual object.

"Do you really think Senior Brother Xiao Lie is easy to bully?
Even if there are third-level monsters, the head master brother is protected by the real person Tianque, and is also on good terms with the real person Jiuhan.

In the Tianji Peak lineage alone, there are two Jindan Zhenren!"

"roll!"

Fang Yi flicked his sleeves, and a small silver-white beast appeared. Then, its ferocious demonic power turned into a surging tide, sweeping Xu Dingzi out of the cave.

Outside the Xuanling Changsheng Mansion, Xu Dingzi's hair crown was broken, his hair was disheveled, and he was covered in dust, looking extremely miserable.

He groaned and turned into a beam of light and disappeared.

Fang Yi shook his head slightly.

"Tian Quezi is quite scheming. He holds the position of Sect Leader hostage and is holding Xiao Lie and I hostage.
If Xiao Lie wants to keep his position as the head of the sect, he has to rely on Tianquezi.

Under Xiao Qi's power, Xiao Lie didn't want to become a puppet. The only way out was to train disciples in the clan.

Xiao Yan should start making rapid progress."

He waved his sleeves and cast several talismans, sending a message to the fake Dan Zhenren of the Zushi Hall.

"Since we don't have the right time, place, and people, we should first follow Tianquezi's wishes and make Xuanyang Mountain lively."

The three-legged, two-eared Five Poison Cauldron was raised, and Fang Yi opened his mouth and spit out a stream of fire, wrapping the cauldron.

A year later, the conflict in Xuanyang Mountain became more intense.

The fake Dan Zhenren from the Zushi Hall lineage was confronting Xiao Lie, Xu Dingzi and several other fake Dan masters, and it was difficult for them to take action.

But the foundation-building masters and Qi-cultivating monks under his command fought for spiritual objects, magical weapons, and spiritual fields.

He has been on the stage of life and death many times, and more than one foundation-building master with a lifespan of four decades has died.

On the Tianji Peak, Tianquezi's eyes flickered with intelligence, and he became more and more satisfied as he looked at Xiao Yan who was working harder and harder.

"Nourished by the third-grade spiritual water, Xiao Lie sacrificed the Bodhi branch to refine it into a top-grade magical weapon. This is a huge investment."

"Xu Dingzi, how many of Xiao Yan's friends and relatives are still alive?"

Xu Dingzi hunched over, speaking respectfully. "Xiao Yan has a grandfather who was in the early stages of foundation building, parents who are at the ninth level of Qi training, and a sister who is at the third level of Qi training."

"Xiao Yan's grandfather and father perished at the hands of the Ancestral Hall lineage.

Afterwards, bring their mother and sisters to Tianji Peak to cultivate their relationship."

In the Xuanling Changsheng Palace, the whole body of Qingxin Bamboo is dim and there is no sign of life.

Fang Yi's eyes were dim, sensing the escaping light that was secretly leaving.

"Sudu Mountain?

Is Xiao Lie trying to win over Hu Lei, or Yan Youtai?"

He crushed a sound transmission jade talisman, his lips curled slightly. "I've finally decided to leave Xuanyang Mountain."

Thousands of miles away from Xuanyang Mountain, Gu Jiushang, with her long hair draped over her shoulders and wearing an apricot-yellow dress, had the jade pendant around her waist broken.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Damn Xiao Lie, he finally left Xuanyang Mountain."

Xuanling Changsheng Mansion.

Looking at Chang Sun Jie, who was dressed in linen, Fang Yi said, "Junior Brother Chang Sun, go tell Senior Brother Heng Yi.

The [Great Doctor's Diagnosis Method] has been fully prepared."

"Yes!" Chang Sun Jie became closer to Fang Yi and turned into a gray light and left.

"The curtain has been raised! It's time to let the monks know that I have advanced to the third level of spiritual medicine."

Fang Yi sighed lightly, the green lotus behind him swayed, and a green spiritual light shot up into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds.

"Crash!"

One after another strange visions appeared, the green precious ginseng was emitting layers of halo, the fragrance of jade-colored spiritual horse medicine wafted in the air, exotic flowers bloomed, and various spiritual medicines competed for beauty.

On the Tianji Peak, there is an ancient mirror with a mysterious shape, and the eight trigrams runes are flowing in Tianquezi's eyes.

After confirming that Fang Yi and Qijie's energy was still in Xuanyang Mountain, he inhaled and exhaled spiritual light again and refined the Green Blood Bodhi Branch.

(End of this chapter)