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

Chapter 78: Secret Realm Opportunity
Fang Yi placed five portions of Wood Spirit Liquid on the stone table.

"Thank you so much for your help, fellow Daoist. I would like to thank you on behalf of Dacheng."

"As fellow disciples of Xuanyang Mountain, it's just a small favor, not worth mentioning."

Fang Yi knew that Xu Qingshe was indeed giving him face, but a trace of vigilance also arose in his heart.

He activated the "Life and Death Sutra", and his magic power circulated throughout his body, concealing his aura three points deeper.

If someone shows you kindness without any reason, he must have something in mind.

Fang Yi's spiritual awareness far exceeds that of cultivators of the same level.

On the day of Li Qingsong's wedding, Xu Qingshe knew that he had given Li Qingsong a mid-grade puppet and then replaced the mid-grade first-grade elixir he had prepared with a top-grade one.

Although I don't know why he did this, he still gave me some face. And with the matter of the top-grade Wood Life Spirit Liquid today...

If Xu Qingshe had good intentions, he would also be willing to interact with him. After all, Xu Qingshe was a high-level Qi training cultivator.

If he has malicious intentions.

Even if he practiced the ancient miraculous skill "Heaven and Earth Baking Furnace Method", he still had the old ghost with him.

If the two of them came to blows, Fang Yi could not be sure of the outcome with his Green Wolf and Red Tiger spirit puppets, which had been nurtured to the quasi-second level and lower-second level respectively.

But in the eyes of ordinary cultivators, Xu Qingshe's status is much higher than their own.

Moreover, he is not yet thirty years old. As a first-class top-grade alchemist with the seventh level of Qi training, it is very likely that he will break through to the second level in the future.

In Fang Yi's opinion, if there is no danger, he is a top-notch network of contacts.

No cultivator can guarantee that he will not need help from an alchemist in the future.

Xu Qingshe smiled slightly, and did not show any arrogance towards Fang Yiqi as a top-grade alchemist.

His face was calm and he kept chatting with Fang Yi.

But he had other plans in private.

Xu Qingshe's spiritual thoughts surged towards his right index finger. The bronze ring glowed slightly and began to communicate with Old Chen.

"Mr. Chen, have you figured out what Fellow Daoist Fang is like?"

Old Chen's consciousness surged, with some hesitation, and his tone was somewhat helpless.

"No, this Fang Yi is becoming more and more like Shou Xiu's group of old turtles. His aura is even more concealed than the last time you and the others gathered together."

"You didn't even charge the alchemist for the furnace opening fee, and you spent a lot of energy to refine this exquisite wood life liquid. Who is he guarding against?"

As his spiritual consciousness surged, Old Chen gradually became angry.

"Although I have condensed my Nascent Soul, I am now just a remnant soul, and my vitality is seriously damaged. Unless I desperately try my best to investigate, I will not be able to find out the specific details.
But once you make a move, it will definitely alarm him.'

Xu Qingshe was a little embarrassed at this time.

This secret realm is related to his path. Although he has been exploring for many years, he is always one step behind. Therefore, he wants to find a reliable helper.
Now even "Old Chen" could not find out the background of Fellow Daoist Fang Yi, and he was hesitant about whether to invite him.

Previous speculations were just speculations after all and were not true.

If Fang Yi is only a mid-level puppeteer at the sixth level of Qi training, then it won't be of any help to me.
After all, the two of them knew each other and had a friendship. Xu Qingshe was very loyal and did not want to involve an ordinary cultivator.

Xu Qingshe's consciousness showed a hint of hesitation.

"Mr. Chen, should we look for someone else?"

There was a peculiar meaning in Mr. Chen's tone.

"In this case, the high-grade elixir you gave to Li Qingsong out of respect, and the energy you expended to improve the quality of the Wood Life Spiritual Liquid, will all be for nothing."

At this moment, Xu Qingshe was seven parts free and easy and three parts heroic.

"Fan Dacheng and I have known each other for several years and have a certain friendship. I have consumed some of my energy, but it is just a few high-grade Qi-boosting pills."

"As for that top-grade Spiritual Enhancement Pill, consider it just a gift from Fellow Daoist Fang to Fellow Daoist Li as a token of my gratitude. A mere few dozen Spiritual Stones is more than enough for me!"

Xu Qingshe's tone changed as he recalled the intrigues and deceptions he had endured under his foundation-building master, and a trace of melancholy filled his mind.
"The path to immortality is difficult, and there are not many fellow Taoists who support each other like this."

Old Chen's soul in the bronze ring paused, and memories of the past were brought back.

One of them was an old ancestor of the Nascent Soul stage, who came to Zhongzhou and ended up here, and was also killed by his closest relatives.

"Yes, the path to immortality is difficult, and there are not many fellow Taoists who support each other like this."

"But Xu boy, this will affect your cultivation."

After all, Old Chen was an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, his heart of Taoism was firm, and his mood recovered very quickly.

Xu Qingshe did not regret it. His spiritual consciousness surged and communicated with the bronze ring.

"It's alright, I've made up my mind. I'm just letting down Mr. Chen's kindness."

In the bronze ring, facing the result of his test on Xu Qingshe, Old Chen was silent for a long time, even the red soul seemed a little dim, without the spirituality of the beating spiritual flame.

He seemed somewhat dissatisfied with Xu Qingshe's way of dealing with people and valuing private interests. He thought that his disciple was so sentimental and would suffer a great loss sooner or later.

Then he laughed at himself, thinking that he was attracted by Xu Qingshe's loyal and righteous character.

If a person is mean and ungrateful, no matter how outstanding his talent is, what use will it be to him?

"But we can't delay Xu's cultivation now."

Then a gray light flashed from the bronze ring, connecting with Xu Qingshe.

"Xu Xiaozi, don't worry. This Fang Yi must be extraordinary. Just ask him."

Xu Qingshe was a little confused. "Master Chen, there's no need to do this. It's just a loss of a few spirit stones. There's no need to force Fellow Daoist Fang Yi to take such a risk."

Mysterious sounds echoed in Xu Qingshe's sea of ​​consciousness. Old Chen's red soul was beating, and he rarely uttered a curse word.

"Xu kid, you know nothing!"

"Although my spiritual consciousness is extremely limited, I was once a Yuanying ancestor. I can't find any results about Fang Yi. Isn't this the biggest result?"

These Xuanwu-like reincarnations of monks are just like this; they appear ordinary, no different from the flowers and grass by the roadside.

"But if you have enough means, you will find out what they are hiding. This is to tell others that they are not easy to mess with, and it is also a way to screen partners."

Xu Qingshe's face lit up with joy. He was also a wise and insightful person. After Old Chen pointed out the key point, he naturally reacted.

"I understand. Mr. Chen is still very wise."

"Hmph! You're quite knowledgeable, kid."

The bronze ring's light dimmed, but it was unwilling to say anything more to the honest boy.

Fang Yi saw a hint of joy on Xu Qingshe's face as she chatted with him. He saw the bronze ring's light dim out of the corner of his eye, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

His spiritual awareness was indeed not as good as that of the old monster who was suspected to be the remnant soul of the Nascent Soul, and he was unable to detect the communication between the two.

But Xu Qingshe let the cat out of the bag when she first attended the Changqing Club, and Fang Yi found out that there was a remnant soul in her bronze ring.

It has some talent for seeing the whole picture from a single glimpse. The frequency of the spiritual light flashing on the bronze ancient ring on Xu Qingshe's index finger is obviously different.
This was the case with the previous two Evergreen meetings.

This happens once, twice, or three times, and most monks don't care.

But Fang Yi was different. He had a lot on his mind and after a little calculation, he had already figured out some details of the communication between Xu Qingshe and the old monster.

Infer based on the frequency of aura flashes.

Although he didn't know what Xu Qingshe and the remnant soul were communicating about, there were only Xu Qingshe and him in the green bamboo courtyard now.

This must be related to himself. Combined with Xu Qingshe's previous attentive behavior, Fang Yi was silently waiting for the extraordinary top-grade alchemist sitting opposite him to speak.

Xu Qingshe didn't know that all her little movements were seen by Fang Yi.

He spun the ring in his hand quickly, hesitated for a while, and finally spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, I came to visit you this time, not only to give you this Wood Life-Giving Liquid, but I also have something else to discuss with you."

"As expected, here it comes!"

Fang Yi's heart moved, knowing that Xu Qingshe was going to get straight to the point, so he wanted to see what Xu Qingshe was up to.

Fang Yi felt a little uneasy when a high-level Qi training cultivator, accompanied by a remnant soul of a Nascent Soul, repeatedly showed kindness to him.

After all, he is only a first-level cultivator at the sixth level of Qi training. Even if he has many trump cards, he is facing a Nascent Soul ancestor.

If it were a Foundation Establishment Master or even a Core Formation Master, they would also be trembling with fear, fearing that the old monster would get angry.

The Nascent Soul ancestor was just disabled, not dead. His consciousness could still communicate with Xu Changqing, so there was still a trace of his spiritual foundation left.

With the soul as the guide, Fang Yi alone knows dozens of life-and-death methods, and this Yuanying ancestor who is in control of the area must know even more secret methods that are even more extraordinary.
Although I know that the old monster will not take action unless his life is in danger.

But Fang Yi still tried to keep his tone gentle, emitting a faint wood-attributed vitality, like an ancient tree or spiritual flower, trying his best to appear harmless.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand things, but be afraid of one thing.

Now his path is vast and his life is long, so he does not fight for temporary victory or defeat.
"Friend Xu, if you have anything to say, please feel free to ask. I will not refuse any help."

Xu Qingshe hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"I would like to invite fellow Taoists to explore a secret realm."

"Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment."

Fang Yi's scalp tightened, knowing that trouble was coming, and he hurriedly interrupted Xu Qingshe's words.

This time he showed no scruples and revealed some of his cards.

After all, this Xu Qingshe has already come to the door, and with the appearance of the remnant soul of the Nascent Soul, it is not an exaggeration to see some of his own foundation.

For Fang Yi, as long as the secrets of his reincarnation and long lifespan are not exposed, his other cards can be appropriately displayed.

Moreover, it is also meant to be a deterrent.

The changes in Ku Rong's magic power showed the quality of a general third-level wood-attributed skill, so that the residual soul of the Nascent Soul could detect it.

Fang Yi knew that the cultivators in this world, even the Nascent Soul ancestors, might not believe what others said, but they had full faith in what they saw.

This is human nature.

Qing followed the gray spiritual light into his own personal magic weapon.

The spiritual pattern of the cloud smoke pot in his sleeve danced, and a stream of red smoke gushed out behind him.

Fang Yi urged his spiritual awareness, which was comparable to that of a cultivator who had reached the perfection of Qi training, and red mist rolled endlessly, covering the courtyard in a layer of red mist.

Then he still felt it was not enough, so he slapped his storage bag, and several white rays of light flew out of the storage bag and shot into the red mist.

The white spiritual light transformed into several triangular flags in the mist.

As Fang Yi's magic power surged, he cast out spells in his hands.

The white battle flag floated in the red mist without any wind.

The formation flags brought up a gray mist, which connected with each other to form a small formation space, completely covering the two people in the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)