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

Chapter 595: Chiyin Killing Disaster, the Gathering of Immortals in the Ancestral Hall

Half a day later.

On the flying boat, Xiao Lie, dressed in a red robe, gave instructions to the plump female cultivator.

"Wenqing, the clan has already prepared the second-level valve body spirit liquid and foundation-building pill for you.

After fighting the demons in Sudu Mountain and consolidating the physical realm, you can prepare to build your foundation."

"Thank you for your help, ancestor!" Xiao Wenqing clenched his five fingers into a fist, trembling slightly, and was excited.

The difference between a foundation-building cultivator and a Qi-cultivating cultivator is not only in lifespan, but also in magical power and status.

Xiao Lie took out three bottles of Foundation Establishment Pills from his sleeve and looked at the more than ten young people of the Xiao family behind him who were envious.

"You younger ones don't need to envy Wen Qing. She has achieved perfection in her physical training, and our clan is in urgent need of a master who can build a foundation, so we will do our utmost to help her.

For all cultivators in our clan who have completed their Qi training, we have prepared foundation-building pills to help you build your foundation."

"Thank you, ancestor!" "I will die for my clan!"

The atmosphere in the flying boat was heated, with faint cheers coming from the air. The spiritual objects used for foundation building were precious, and even among the cultivators of the Xiao family, not everyone had the financial resources to buy them.

Xiao Lie smiled
During the year, Xu Dingzi, Dan Shi and others pretended to be Dan Zhenren and assisted him in a confrontation with the Zushitang lineage.

Two foundation-building cultivators died on the fighting stage in the ancestral hall. The Xiao family has lost three foundation-building masters. The loss is not small, and fresh blood is urgently needed.

"My Xiao family has been operating for many years, and even if a foundation-building cultivator dies, we can make up for it very quickly.

Fang Yi? He achieved this status by relying on the power of monsters.

The cultivators of the Patriarchal Hall are not afraid of the death of one or two foundation-building cultivators, but if they continue to waste time, how long can they hold out? "

"Master Tianque stopped the third-order demon king, while Master Jiuhan and Zhang Heng were both unable to attack.

Then ask Master Hu Lei from Sudu Mountain to take action.

With three true masters and most of the sect’s resources helping them, what can Fang Yi use to compete with me?”

Thinking of the third-grade low-grade Thunder Rock Wood in the storage bag, Xiao Lie had a plan in mind.

Having been in charge of Xuanyang Mountain for more than a hundred years, he has accumulated many trump cards and backup plans.

This piece of third-grade thunder rock wood is enough to be used as the main material for a magic weapon, and it will definitely be possible to ask Master Hu Lei to take action.

There was a fire in Xiao Lie's eyes. Once he completely suppressed Fang Yi, it would be like intimidating a true Dan and establishing his majesty.

The authority that was previously suppressed by the real masters in the sect will definitely be greatly improved.

There is a good chance that we can obtain the third-level spiritual fields and secret elixirs that were previously unattainable.

“When Yan’er becomes a disciple of Master Tianque, my lineage will also be able to produce a true elixir!
This is considered a great inheritance in Xuanyang Mountain."

An hour later, Xiao Lie felt inexplicably uneasy, and the jade-like tortoise shell on his waist trembled slightly.

"Crack!"

Spider-web-like patterns emerged, and a fierce aura emanated from the tortoise shell.

"not good!"

Xiao Lie felt awe in his heart. This three hundred year old black-shelled turtle was a third-rank divination spiritual object that could predict good or bad fortune. It was the greatest opportunity he had ever had since he started practicing.

Now the tortoise shell is giving a warning that a great disaster is about to happen.

The red flying boat shuttled through the clouds, but suddenly, the wind howled and a pair of skinny hands covered with scales slapped down.

"who is it?!"

In the flying boat, Xiao Lie was very excited, his body was shaking, and he was restless, his robes protecting him.

As the giant hand of the Yin corpse appeared, the tortoise shell on the ground turned into pieces, as if a great catastrophe was about to strike from the dark.

"Who wants to kill me?"

The red flying boat was forbidden to use magic. Xiao Lie's face was ferocious as he frantically urged his magic power.

On the skinny hands, corpse spots the size of copper wires appeared.

The red eyes can be vaguely seen, cold and ruthless, yet filled with greedy desire to devour.

"Master Corpse Dao? Run!!" Xiao Lie unleashed all his magic power, burning his blood essence. He let out a forced roar and turned into a scarlet blood light.

However, when he used the Blood Escape Technique, his skinny hands had already fallen.

"boom!"

"Crack! Click!"

The flying boat that was painstakingly refined, the thick magical restrictions that were stacked on top of it, and the defensive magic weapons that protected its master were all in vain.

"Puff!" The flying boat broke into pieces, flames raged, and the dissipated power turned the Xiao family cultivators into meat paste.

"Bang!" The black-armored turtle in his hand shattered and turned into jade chips. Xiao Lie's robe was torn into pieces, and he crawled out of the hold in a panic.

Nine red fire dragons emerged from his sleeves and pounced towards Chi Yin in the clouds.

"Xiao Wenqing, Xiao Yuan, I'll delay for a while, you go first!

From now on, the battle will not be interfered by the Qi training cultivators!"

"Whizzing!"

Seeing the two spiritual lights fade away, Xiao Lie felt a little relieved. All the younger generations of the Xiao family who had the potential to build a foundation were taken out for training.

If they were all caught in one fell swoop and the entire army was annihilated, the Xiao family would be seriously injured and its inheritance would most likely be cut off.

The golden sword flashed, and two heads rose up. Xiao Lie's expression changed drastically. "Another ambush?"

He didn't care about anything else. A third-level fire talisman in his sleeve burned, and he escaped without any hesitation.

"Roar!"

With a roar, Chi Yin's long hair was draped over his shoulders, and he stepped on a scarlet blood lotus, like a demon god, and he no longer held back.

A stream of his innate corpse fire was spit out, transforming into a huge net that blocked all directions.

"Second level of Jindan?" Xiao Lie felt a chill all over his body. He could deal with cultivators who had just entered the Jindan realm and whose magic power was unstable.

But a Jindan Zhenren with a solid cultivation base is no match for him.

"Senior, I am the head of Xuanyang Mountain. The master of the sect, Tianque, is a third-rank fortune teller and a great master in the late Jindan stage.

If you kill me, you will be hunted down by Xuanyang Mountain!"

Xiao Lie raised a brown shield. He no longer cared about why this strange immortal attacked him or what grudge he had with him.

Saving his life was his only thought.

He pointed his five fingers to the sky and made a great oath to his inner demon without hesitation.

"If you are willing to let me live, I can lure blood food for you."

"In the cave of my clan, there is also a piece of third-grade, mid-quality corpse-patterned iron. It can be used as the main material for a magic weapon."

Seeing the fire nets exploding all around, the brown shields were constantly burned, and the protection became thinner and thinner.

Xiao Lie tried several escape techniques in succession, trying to escape, but was locked in by the fierce and vicious aura that followed him like a shadow.

“Senior, there is a foundation-building cultivator in Xuanyang Mountain, and a demon pet that has condensed its elixir.

The blood of a third-level monster will definitely be a great supplement to your cultivation!"

Gu Jiushang, dressed in an apricot-yellow long dress, smiled coquettishly, clapped her white hands, and two golden sword lights gathered into her sleeves.

"We can't let any fish slip through the net"

He materialized behind Xiao Lie and urged, "Third-level blood food?
Do it! "

The gray corpse gas spread, and the scarlet blood lotus fluttered, like a sea of ​​blood.

A corpse with a childish face, protruding dark green fangs, and a strong sense of greed that was overwhelming.

Half an hour later.

"Puchi!" The tender hands pierced through Xiao Lie's chest, his magic power dissipated, and his face looked dazed.

"how so?!"

He was extremely puzzled. The third-grade mid-quality corpse-patterned iron was a rare spiritual object of the Yin and Ming Dao.

His value to the Corpse Dao Master is far greater than that of a mere Fake Dan Master like him.

Reaching out to take off the storage bag, Gu Jiushang activated the bone and flesh reunion beads, which were full of water light and smiled charmingly.

He murmured in his mind.

'I wonder if you can come up with something about the third-grade, mid-quality corpse-patterned iron.

The spiritual objects of the Yin and Ming Dao are rare. If you can get them, Chi Yin's natal treasure will have the main material for sacrifice and refinement! 'Xuan Yang Mountain, Xuan Ling Changsheng Mansion.

"It's done!" Feeling the heart-shaped pendant on his waist flash a few times and then break, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

"Then we'll see how the gate reacts."

He stroked the sleek silver-white little beast in his arms, the corners of his mouth naturally turned up, and a ray of spiritual light shot out.

"Boom!"

The bronze tripod with three legs and two ears was driven to its extreme, with insects flying around and shining brightly, like a big sun, stirring up the spiritual tide and attracting the monks in the sect.

"A strange phenomenon in medicine? Fang Yi is actually a third-rank spiritual doctor?" Outside the Xuanling Changsheng Mansion, the cultivators were discussing the matter.

The cultivators who were able to arrive were at least at the Foundation Establishment stage and were quite knowledgeable. Exclamations of praise rose one after another.

"There has been no third-level spiritual doctor in the sect for hundreds of years."

"Not to mention our sect, even the various sects in Dayun's immortal cultivation world haven't seen a third-level spiritual doctor in three hundred years."

"Hahaha, medical practitioners are best at replenishing their essence and resolving hidden injuries. In the future, the mastery of condensing pills among our sect will be able to reach a higher level!"

The three jade statues in the ancestral hall are lifelike, the incense in the animal-head incense burners is curling, and on the altar, hundreds of soul lamps are flickering.

"puff!"

In the center of the altar, a soul lamp carved from red jade with a lotus as its base was extinguished.

Zhang Heng, who was currently refining the Great Sky Shocking Cloud Boat, had a slightly changed expression.

"Xiao Lie is dead?!"

"How brave! Who did it?"

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

A bell filled with sorrow sounded from the top of Chunyang Peak. The invisible sound waves spread rapidly, passing through numerous legal prohibitions and resounding throughout the entire Xuanyang Mountain area.

"The soul-calming bell is ringing?"

On Bingpo Peak, in the rugged stone forest, True Man Jiuhan, dressed in a white robe, suddenly stood up.

"What happened? The ringing of the Soul-Calming Bell is no small matter. Which Jindan True Person in the sect has fallen?"

At Tianji Peak, in Zhaixing Tower, one could feel the sect's fortune suddenly descend.

"The soul-calming bell enshrined in the ancestral hall was rung. What happened?"

Tianquezi clapped his sleeves, and an ancient treasure map engraved with inscriptions on the Zhoutian constellations appeared, shining with precious light and emitting spiritual energy.

After a while, a three-foot-long gleam of light shone in his cloudy eyes, and he put the Small Zhoutian Diagram into his sleeve.

"Xiao Lie is dead?"

"Who dares to attack the head of Xuanyang Mountain?!"

In the underground fire veins of the Bi Guang Wu Yuan Mansion, the exploding magma rolled, fierce aura flowed, and the strong murderous intent covered the sky.

"Bishui Pavilion? Tiandaowu? Or is it the half-demon from Nanli Country?"

Chimeizi's long eyebrows trembled, and the gilded spiritual flame on the Xuanyang Divine Fire Mirror jumped.

"No matter who you are, you will have to pay a price."

"Sure enough, the master in the sect is furious."

In Xuanling Changsheng Mansion, Fang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes deep, sensing the howling cold wind and the chilling aura in Xuanyang Mountain.

He opened his palms and snowflakes fell, the cold chill penetrating into his bones.

"A thought changes the celestial phenomena?

Tianquezi is at the Jindan stage and is almost at the end of his rope."

"call out!"

The Qingyun Crane spread its wings and turned into a sound-transmitting jade talisman that fell down. A blurry figure in green clothes stepped out of the jade talisman.

Zhang Heng's face was grim and murderous.

"Something big has happened to Junior-Martial Brother Fang Yi!
In the ancestral hall, Xiao Lie's soul lamp went out, and he was already dead!

The Immortals of the sect have gathered in the Ancestral Master Hall to investigate thoroughly. The matter of the [Great Doctor’s Diagnosis] is on hold. Please come to the Ancestral Master Hall first.”

Fang Yi clasped his five fingers together, and the blurry figure of Zhang Heng disappeared. He murmured in his heart.

'Xiao Lie is just a fake Dan Zhenren, but as the head, he represents the face of Xuanyang Mountain.

The real masters in the sect must have mobilized a large number of troops, and let me see how much foundation Xuanyang Mountain still has.
How powerful is the sect's treasure of Tianji Peak?

He was confident and not afraid at all that Gu Jiushang's actions would be discovered.

In the previous life, in order to prepare blood food for practicing the [Underworld Corpse Worshiping the Moon Method], he offended more than one Yuanying sect.

Although he is only a second-level Tianji master in practicing the way of Tianji in this life, he also has a clear idea of ​​what a third-level Tianji master can do.

"Besides, it wasn't me who did it."

"receive!"

With a waving of his sleeves, Fang Yi put away the Five Poison Cauldron. A green lotus blossomed under his feet, and he floated down the nine thousand green jade steps towards the Ancestral Hall.

A quarter of an hour later.

Fang Yi looked at the Ancestral Hall, which looked like an ancient giant beast with its aura unconcealed, and stepped into it.

Unlike the past, it seemed as if a hidden magical restriction had been activated, transforming the mustard seed into Mount Sumeru.

The energy of the three jade sculptures of real people fills the heaven and earth.

Seventy-two black iron pillars rise from the ground, with coiled dragon reliefs on the pillars and thousand-year-old mermaid pearls embedded in the dragon's eyes. The tears have turned into frost and condensed into dark patterns.

"Junior Brother Fang Yi, please take a seat!" In the center of the ancestral hall, Zhang Hengyi's eyes were blazing. As his mind moved, the cloud bed rose.

Fang Yi said nothing more, he lifted up his skirt and sat cross-legged, a delicate green lotus rose behind him, the flower was six grades in bloom, lush and green.

"Uncle Hengyi, what happened to Xiao Lie?"

Zhang Hengyi frowned slightly, and scanned Fang Yi carefully with his spiritual sense. After a while, he seemed to be giving him a reminder.

"This matter has nothing to do with our ancestral hall. Junior Brother Fang, you are refining elixirs, and all the immortals in the sect know about it.

As for the position of Sect Leader, we will discuss other matters after all the fellow disciples arrive here."

After a while, a red heat wave rolled up. Xiao Changce was wearing a red jade crown on his head and a gilded black flame robe on his body. A green spirit snake was wrapped around his left arm, spitting out its tongue.

"Fang Yi, after Xiao Lie's death, the sect will definitely seek revenge.

But this will be of great benefit to you. When the dust settles, no one will compete with you for the position of leader."

Fang Yi nodded slightly.

Knowing that Xiao Lie was doomed to die, he encouraged the fake Dan Zhenren of the Zushi Hall to take action.

In this way, as he is determined to win, there will be no short-sighted monks who will compete with him.

A quarter of an hour later, the stars moved inexplicably, and Tianquezi, wearing a plain white robe and holding a dove staff, walked into the ancestral hall.

He hunched over, his cloudy eyes rolling around, and paused slightly on Fang Yi, his hoarse voice rang out.

"The three masters of your ancestral hall are quite quick."

The icy intention flowed, freezing the void, and True Man Jiuhan followed closely behind.

"When was the last time a sect leader died?

"Brother Tianque, is there any result?"

Fang Yi's eyes closed slightly, his heart calm. "I wonder if the Red Eyebrows will leave the Fire Vein."

If we leave the Fire Vein, without the shielding of the formation, and with the help of the power of the Three Life Stone, we should be able to reveal some of its foundation.
The greatest value of Xuanyang Mountain is, after all, this quasi-Nascent Soul."

A few moments.

Fang Yi looked up at the door of the ancestral hall, and a hint of disappointment emerged in his heart.

"The old man is at a critical juncture in his practice and cannot be freed. I will be in charge of the Xuanyang lineage."

Wuhua Zhenren's expression was solemn. "No matter who is responsible for this, Xuanyang Mountain will investigate thoroughly.

Otherwise, it will not be enough to maintain the dignity of Xuanyang."

Fang Yi turned to look at Tianquezi, a puzzled expression on his face. "Brother Tianque is a master of the Tianji Dao. Do you know who killed Xiao Lie?"

(End of this chapter)