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

Chapter 63: Good or Evil?

Fang Yi's words shattered Xie Lei's last hope.

Several golden rays shot out from his hands, and he turned around and rushed towards the basement where the human monks were imprisoned.

Xie Leiqi was well aware of the strength of Xie Yan, the leading cultivator. He was at the ninth level of Qi training and had recently obtained the essence and blood of a human, which greatly improved his cultivation.

Half-demon cultivators respect strength, so he, Xie Feng, and Xie Yu all obey Xie Yan's orders.

This was because the three of them were completely defeated by Xie Yan when they attacked together.

Although the cultivator in front of him now looked old and withered, Xie Lei knew that he was no match for him just by looking at the tracking and energy bead in his hand.

The only hope now is the imprisoned monk.

Xie Lei saw the old monk making hand gestures and a wooden wall appeared in front of him, easily blocking the golden light shot out by him.

He even sped up his magic power and rushed towards the cave.

Although Fang Yi is now ready to rescue Gu Jiushang, the traces of the fight here must still have nothing to do with himself.

He would not underestimate the foundation of a righteous sect that has been passed down for thousands of years and has a continuous generation of Jindan Zhenren.

Seeing the muscular monk turn around and rush towards the cave, Fang Yi was not nervous. He smiled mysteriously and looked confident.

He knew that cultivators who could cultivate to a high level of Qi training were all those who had fought their way out of many opponents. Naturally, there was no fool among them. He could naturally see where his chance of survival lay.

But this was also a flaw that Fang Yi left deliberately, in order to conceal his own aura and avoid being found by the cultivators from Xuanyang Mountain in the future.

Many of his magical instruments and puppets cannot be used, but the "Scripture of Life and Death" is profound and contains many magical powers and secret methods, which only require some extra effort.

Fang Yi just lightly tapped his finger, and a brown wooden wall rose from the ground, completely covering the entrance to the cave.

Fang Yi had been quietly preparing this wooden wall technique for a long time. It had been blessed by Ku Rong's magic power, and its power was comparable to that of a first-grade top-grade spell.

Xie Lei felt his scalp tingling as he looked at the old monk who was like a dead tree with an indifferent expression and was slowly approaching him.

The golden knife in his hand was urged more urgently, and it kept slashing at the wooden wall that suddenly appeared in front of him.

But the wooden wall in front of him, although with a hint of decay, was extremely hard.

The golden knife magic weapon in his hand already has five magic prohibitions and has been refined with his own essence and blood. It is already a top-notch mid-grade magic weapon.

But after exerting all his strength and striking several times, he only left a half-foot deep chop mark on the wooden wall.

Seeing Fang Yi getting closer and closer, but unable to enter the cave, Xie Lei felt a surge of nameless anger, and with a roar, he rushed towards the old monk in his eyes.

This was exactly what Zhong Yi wanted.

In Xie Lei's eyes, the gray spiritual light in Fang Yi's hand was flowing. Unlike usual, the wood-attributed spiritual energy with a hint of decay gathered.

"Ding!"

There was a sound of metal collision.

Seeing Fang Yi slap the blade of his own golden sword with his palm.

"Little Deadwood Hand? But how is that possible? This is a mid-grade magical weapon!!"

Xie Lei's face froze, and he naturally recognized this famous evil method of Mu Dao.

"No! Not this one."

Faced with a life-or-death crisis, he seemed to be waking up.
But it's too late
"Fake! It's all fake!"

"Despicable, this is"

Xie Lei's eyelids gradually became heavy, his lips were unable to move, and his limbs became limp.

Before he passed out, he seemed to see grass and trees growing around the dead tree-like old monk, and ancient vines surrounding him.

"This is the magic of the Wood Dao, the Ten Thousand Leaves Flying Flowers Technique."

Fang Yi watched the burly monk collapse before him, nodded in satisfaction, and finished his unspoken words. If Xie Lei were awake, he would have noticed that around Fang Yi, shadowy images of plants and trees appeared, and hundreds of flowers bloomed, emitting a strange aroma with a hint of decay.

However, he was just like when he first met himself, not moving a step from where he was.

Ever since Xie Lei met Fang Yi, he had been under the influence of the Ten Thousand Leaves Flying Flowers Technique and gradually fell into hallucinations.

The golden light it emitted was interfered with by the illusion and did not shoot towards Fang Yi, but towards the entrance of the basement, and was then blocked by the wooden wall.

After that, every time the magic power was activated, every time it smelled the decaying breath, it meant that it was going deeper into the illusion.

The Wood Dao technique is similar to the Water Dao technique in that it is extremely good at illusions, and the "Life and Death Sutra" is the top Wood Dao technique, so its illusions are naturally not bad.

In addition, Fang Yi had the help of the soul-nourishing gem in his sea of ​​consciousness, and his consciousness had already reached the top level of the Qi training period. It was naturally not difficult for him to confuse a half-demon cultivator at the seventh level of Qi training.

Fang Yi hummed a little tune and took out a wooden coffin from the storage bag. He completely sealed Xie Lei's five senses, consciousness, and magic power dantian, and put them into the coffin.

A living half-demon cultivator who is at a high level of Qi training is an excellent talent.

Ordinary Qigong cultivators, even those at a high level, are unable to refine human puppets due to the strength of their physical bodies.

Unless one cultivates the body as well, it will be useless even if one is captured alive.

This half-demon cultivator is different. He contains the blood of the demon clan. Although most of his souls are flawed, his body is made of first-class material.

After putting away the wooden coffin, Fang Yi felt a little itchy to try his skills out.

If he didn't have to attend Li Qingsong's wedding and was short of spiritual materials, he would definitely have refined a living puppet.

Old Maitou struggled to feed the blood from his broken arm into Gu Jiu's wound again.

"Brother, this is our last chance. If Xie Yan comes back, we won't have a chance at all."

Although Gu Jiushang was extremely sad, he did not refuse and tried hard to swallow the hot blood.

Then he used the secret cooking method, causing his intestines and stomach to move, squeezing out a trace of spiritual power from the blood and accumulating it.

"Da da da!"

Gu Jiushang listened to the footsteps coming from the stone stairs, and mobilized the only remaining magic power in his dantian, with a look of madness in his eyes.

But when he saw Old Maitou with one hand and one foot missing, and several fellow apprentice brothers and sisters who had been tortured into unconsciousness, he hid his madness again.

"Junior Brother Mai paid such a high price. I only have one chance."

"Hey, little kid from Xuanyang Mountain, how did you get caught here by this mere half-demon?"

Gu Jiushang's eyes widened when he heard the unfamiliar voice.

'Not Xie Yan?'

He raised his head with difficulty, with a hint of golden light in his eyes, and looked at the figure on the stone stairs.

Gu Jiushang wanted to ask for help, but found that his magic power was on the verge of exhaustion, his whole body was weak, and he was even unable to open his mouth.

Fang Yi looked at Gu Jiu's body covered with bruises and a trace of blood on his lips. He narrowed his eyes and was speechless.

"This Xuanyang Mountain is truly strange."

"The forbidden technique of the Spiritual Chef, 'Mysterious Hundred Flavors Banquet,' the 'Heavenly Transformation Method' of the Yin-Yang Sect, plus his own human puppetry, is enough to create a powerful and profound evil sect."

Fang Yi scanned the golden patterns on Gu Jiushang's body.

"The Beast Slave Furnace Law?"

He knew that his senior brother Gu had been absorbed into the blood of a demon beast by Xie Yan. If he had not resisted with all his might, he would have long since become Xie Yan's beast slave.

However, this has resulted in another evil method.
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(End of this chapter)