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

Chapter 62: The Spiritual Beast is Coming (Please Read!)
"Thank you so much, Brother Dao!"

Li Wuhui bowed slightly and exchanged address jade slips with Fang Yi.

Seeing Li Wuhui turn and leave, Fang Yi didn't care.
If he could provide a first-grade, high-quality animal skeleton, he could also get a share.

If he couldn't, he wouldn't care. The body of Xie Yan he had obtained now was a top-grade spiritual material for refining human puppets, enough for him to refine a top-grade puppet.

In addition, there is also a beast egg that has the potential to contain earth-grade bloodline. Now we naturally have to concentrate our energy and resources on these two.

Now the focus is on the mutated eggs of the Wu Tuobao beast.

Fang Yikurong's magical power gushed out, and a green aura surrounded his body, emitting a rich vitality, which prompted the grass and trees at his feet to grow rapidly. The branches and leaves of several ancient trees beside him waving, and the trunks had visibly grown larger.

The magic power around him surged, and for the first time he attacked with all his strength without any concealment.

A demon pet with the potential to have earth-grade bloodline, unless the mutation is about to fail, an ordinary Jindan Zhenren would find it difficult to let go, so how could Fang Yi underestimate it.

With the aptitude of this Wu Earth Pig, as long as he can be successfully born, and with his cultivation speed, he is expected to advance to the second level within half a century.

With a complete second-level combat power in hand, Fang Yi can fully implement all his plans, and the difficulty of planning a high-grade Dao foundation will be reduced by at least 50%.

The difficulty of planning foundation-building opportunities for a master of foundation-building and planning foundation-building opportunities for a cultivator of Qigong is vastly different, even though their cultivation levels are only one level apart.

Fang Yi's hands were like butterflies flying through flowers, constantly making hand gestures, and lines of blue-green spiritual text appeared in the void.

One of them chuckled softly.

"The Art of Subduing the Devil"

The blue-green spiritual text attracted rich water and wood spiritual energy, which gathered into clouds and then turned into spiritual rain, continuously nourishing the Wu Earth Pig Eggs.

"Tick, tick..."

The spiritual rain dripped onto the beast eggs and was easily absorbed by the eggs.

The beast eggs began to grow stronger under the nourishment of the Spring Breeze and Rain Technique.

Fang Yi nodded in satisfaction, then squeezed out a drop of blood from his fingertips and injected it into the egg of the Earth Pig. Nourished by this blood, the aura of the egg finally began to slowly grow stronger.

Fang Yi's method is the most orthodox method of taming beasts. He uses his own Qi, essence and blood to interact with the young monsters, making them naturally inclined towards him.

In this way, combined with the signing of the master-servant contract, this Wu Earth Pig can advance to a second-level demon beast and will not retaliate against its master.

Although this method is extremely time-consuming, it is safe and reliable. Many famous sects use this method for their young monsters with outstanding qualifications.

Feeling the touch of Fang Yi's left hand, the yellow-brown shell of the Earth Pig shook slightly and flickered with spiritual light, giving it a vague feeling of blood connection.

The sun is rising and the cicadas are chirping in the ancient forest.

A monk, holding a tracking and energy-seeking orb, quickly moved through the ancient forest.

Fang Yi stopped under a large bluestone.

Looking at the red dot that kept flashing in the tracking and energy-seeking orb, he narrowed his eyes.

'This is it!'

The ancient forest before me is shrouded in clouds and mist, and is extremely deep and mysterious.

"Click, click."

Fang Yi heard the sound of bones colliding all over his body, and his body became three inches shorter.

As his magical power declined, wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes.

His facial muscles changed rapidly, and a sense of decay, yet with a hint of vitality, came from his body. Soon, Fang Yi turned into an octogenarian.

"Jie Jie"

Fang Yi laughed strangely a few times and was quite satisfied with his own changes.

Now he is back to his old job and is very familiar with it.

The story behind the half-demon's infiltration into the Xuanyang Sect is complicated, and no one knows how many hidden plots it has.

Although he intended to save Gu Jiushang to repay their years of friendship.

But he has many secrets and is unwilling to get involved in this bloody storm.

Regardless of anything else, Fang Yi could not explain how he discovered this conspiracy.

Whether it is killing Tu Shanhuai or beheading Xie Yan, both contain many secrets that will tempt those who are at the foundation-building stage or even the Jindan stage.

Fang Yi changed into a black robe and held a jade pipe. He activated the spiritual nourishing orb in his sea of ​​consciousness. The orb spun with a silver aura, and Fang Yi felt his mind become clear.

Then, the blessed spiritual consciousness carefully explored the clouds in front of him inch by inch.

In just a quarter of an hour, he had already understood the grade of this formation.

A first-grade, mid-grade small maze array, renowned for its concealment capabilities.

Now with Fang Yi's background, he can come and go freely as long as it is not a second-level formation. Naturally, he has nothing to fear from a first-level formation.

Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness surged, and he recalled the formation books he had studied over the years. A flash of inspiration came to him, and he seemed to have found the center of the formation.

With a wave of his hand, several wind spears took shape in front of him.

Then the wind spear followed his divine thoughts and shot towards the maze in front of him.

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

The wind spear rushed past and hit the 'center' of the small maze formation.

But the clouds and mist in the formation rolled slightly and swallowed the wind spear silently.

Fang Yi's face froze. This small maze formation was recorded in detail in the "Detailed Explanation of Qing Lingzi's Formation" that he had obtained.

This formation is widely mentioned in formation books because of its simple effect and convenient arrangement. It is one of the most commonly used formations by first-level formation masters.

With Fang Yi's spiritual sense, he could naturally see that the formation in front of him was rigid and inflexible, and was not set up by a formation master, but even so, he still could not find the center of the formation.

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Fang Yi was silent for a moment.

In this way, he finally let go of his obsession with the art of formations, and completely recognized the fact that he had no talent for the art of formations. He decided to seriously study the art of puppetry.

Facts have proven that for some things, if you don't have talent, you just don't have talent. Even if you are pushed hard, you still can't do it.
With a sigh, Fang Yi began to use force to defeat the opponent's clever move.

Fang Yi urged the jade pipe in his hand.

The pipe glowed with green light, spewing out clouds of thick mist with sparks.

Under Fang Yi's control, the thick fog quickly stuck to the small maze.

"Oh!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A red light flashed and continuous explosions were heard.

After all, the Small Maze Formation is only a first-grade, mid-grade formation, and its main function is concealment.

But in just a moment, it was completely blown open.

The clouds and mist dissipated, and Fang Yi did not pay attention to the burly monk in front of him who looked alert.

His gaze was focused on the dark cave entrance next to the ancient tree.

I could sense the presence of two familiar auras of monks at the entrance of the cave.

Comparing the red dot flashing in the tracking bead in his hand, Fang Yi already understood. This is where Gu Jiushang was imprisoned.

Xie Lei looked at the monk in front of him with a wary look, who had a somewhat decayed aura.

He had just felt that the small maze formation was under attack, but his half-demon bloodline was not good at spiritual awareness, so even with the help of the formation flags, the formation was easily broken.

Looking at the tracking and energy-seeking bead in Fang Yi's hand, Xie Lei had a serious expression on his face, but he was extremely frightened in his heart.

This tracking and energy-seeking bead was very familiar to him. It was a special magic weapon distributed by the clan and was usually managed by Xie Yan.

Now that the precious pearl appears in the hands of this old cultivator who is as dead as a tree, Xie Yan’s fate is unpredictable.

Xie Lei bowed slightly, with a hint of luck in his heart, and spoke with extreme respect.

"Senior, I don't know what misunderstanding you may have. The elder of the clan is out and will be back soon."

"Oh?"

Fang Yi's tone was playful, his voice hoarse, as if he was planning something.
"You half-demon, do you have any accomplices besides Xie Yan?"

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