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

Chapter 84: Great Success
Fang Yi sensed a faint tide of spiritual energy, which was blocked by the small maze array controlled by Qijie.

He nodded slightly and put away the tobacco pot at his waist.

In this way, he concentrated his energy to enable Fan Dacheng to complete his final transformation.

Fang Yi was seen making hand gestures, with a clear green light surrounding his body, and rich wood-attributed spiritual energy was gathered by him.

Then he lightly pointed his index finger, and the power of Xiao Yi Mu's divine light increased by another three points.

Although the power of this secret technique is still within the realm of Qi training, its healing and nourishing abilities are already unique.

As time passed, the golden cocoon in the jade pool gradually stopped beating and began to slowly absorb and exhale wood-attributed spiritual energy.

Fang Yi swept his spiritual sense and saw that the cocoon was full of vitality.

Knowing that Fan Dacheng had completely switched to practicing the Golden Muscle and Jade Bone Method, the next step was to wait silently for him to wake up on his own.

Fang Yi had an idea in mind based on the findings from the past two months.

Fan Dacheng seemed to have had a chance encounter that benefited him slightly, making him gifted in the way of the Golden Muscle and Jade Bone Dharmakaya, far surpassing even those in the way of Qi training.

After he switched to this path, there was indeed a slight possibility that he could advance to the foundation-building stage.

As the last spell was cast, Fang Yi took back his own magic power.

Then there was another move, the Qingfenghuayu technique was used, washing away the vigorous vitality in the quiet room.

The Sutra of Life and Death involves Fang Yi's fundamental nature. Even though Fan Dacheng has known him for more than ten years, he will not reveal it.

……

The next day.

In the quiet room named Yi.

"hiss"

A sound of brocade tearing came from the jade pool.
The golden cocoon was torn open by two strong hands.

Fan Dacheng, with his upper body naked, slowly stepped out of the jade pool and put on a gray robe. He felt the magic power filling his bones, blood and flesh, and his heart was filled with joy.

A first-level mid-grade body refining skill, comparable to a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi training.

"That second-level Xiao Liuren Talisman is indeed a rare treasure of the Tianji Sect. This Changqing Society really has a glimmer of hope for me."

If we can survive this crisis, we will definitely thank Brother Fang, Senior Sister Yang and the others.'

Then he sighed.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to repay the spiritual stones I owe on my own."

He took out a jade slip with an ancient shape and engraved with the mark of winter plum blossoms from his storage bag.

After gently placing the jade slip and a photo-retaining bead beside the jade pool, he quietly left.

……

Half an hour later.

In the quiet room, Fang Yi was preparing to refine his first quasi-second-level puppet by mixing spiritual materials such as Tiemuxin and Iwami Gin.

Suddenly, I felt the contract between myself and the Seven Rings move.

The soul conveys the anxious feeling from the pet.

'What happened?'

Fang Yi frowned slightly, then waved his hand to collect Tiemuxin and other spiritual materials.

When I walked out of the quiet room, I saw a small silver ball flying towards me.

Qijie tugged at his master's sleeve and headed towards the quiet room marked "Yi".

Looking at the empty quiet room, Fang Yi frowned slightly.

Judging from the remaining aura in this quiet room, Fan Dacheng had been gone for less than an hour.

He was a little confused as to why Fan Dacheng left without saying goodbye.

A mere two hundred low-grade spirit stones. As far as he knew, Fan Dacheng was not such a cultivator.

Then he waved his hand and sucked the jade slip engraved with the cold plum pattern and the photo bead beside the jade pool into his hand.

After half an incense stick of time, Fang Yi withdrew his consciousness from the jade slip.

The jade slip records a quasi-second-level divination method inherited from the "Plum Blossom Divination".

According to Fan Dacheng, he was facing a life-and-death crisis and asked himself to sell this inheritance.

The spirit stones obtained will first be used to repay Yang Caier's 200 low-grade spirit stones, and the rest will be handed over to me, hoping that I can take care of her mortal family.

"Is this a trusteeship?"

Fang Yi seemed to be thinking about something.

It is a quasi-second-level inheritance, and it is also an extremely precious inheritance of the art of divination.

This inheritance is already comparable to the general quasi-third-level inheritance, and it is of great benefit to Fang Yidu. No wonder it was targeted by the Wei family cultivators.

Moreover, according to Fan Dacheng, this "Plum Blossom Yi Fa" is only an incomplete inheritance, which later involves a inheritance cave.

Thinking of this, Fang Yi remembered the phantom of the plum blossom in Wei Guan’s quasi-second-level spiritual object, the Four Seasons Water.

His magic power surged, and he raised the magic weapon in his sleeve, the tracking bead.

The blue orb slowly rotated in the air and began to absorb the remaining breath of the aerial monk.

After a few breaths, Fang Yi looked at the two red dots in the orb representing Fan Dacheng and Wei Guan.

He thought about what Fan Dacheng mentioned in the photo.

"Wei Guan? What a coincidence."
"Plum Blossom Yishu", Quasi-Second-Level Four-Season Water, you are really entangled with me
However, the remaining inheritance of Wei Guan can complete the "Plum Blossom Book of Changes".

A second-grade, top-grade divination inheritance is worth a try.

Half an hour later.

Fang Yi stopped in an ancient forest.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Wei Guan, wearing a green bamboo robe, walked slowly out from behind an ancient peach tree.

He was somewhat surprised. He had originally wanted to stop one or two people behind Fan Dacheng to see if anyone else had set an ambush. He had never expected to have such an unexpected surprise. Thinking of Fang Yi's wealth that was comparable to that of a high-level Qi training cultivator, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

"Master Fang Gui, no wonder I heard the magpies chirping non-stop in the garden today. It turns out I can see you in this deep forest."

"The second-level Tianji inheritance, I also think that today's opportunity is not shallow."

Fang Yi was not panicked when he saw the opportunity blocking his way.

He silently felt a red dot on the tracking bead in his arms that overlapped with his own body.

As for the other red dot representing Fan Dacheng, it was more than ten miles away, and its aura in the orb was very stable.

Fang Yi quickly scanned the area with his spiritual sense and confirmed that there were no other cultivators around.

His magical power surged throughout his body, and he seemed to be thinking about something. "Oh? Fellow Daoist Wei Guan, I wonder what you are waiting for me for?"

"You don't need to know this, fellow Daoist."

Wei Guan laughed heartily. The puppet master in front of him was only at the sixth level of Qi training, but he already regarded Fang Yi as something in his pocket.

With his cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi training, it would be a piece of cake for him to deal with a cultivator of the sixth level of Qi training.

Wei Guan waved his hand, and dozens of silver threads shot out from his sleeves.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh"

The cold silver light faintly strangled Fang Yi.

Fang Yi's magic power surged, and red clouds gushed out from the cloud smoke pot. The clouds rolled and turned into a cloud shield that was about to collide with the silver thread.

'puff. '

The silver thread paused for a moment, and with a flash of spiritual light, it pierced the cloud shield with dozens of holes the size of bowls.

Then he continued to shoot towards Fang Yi.

Fang Yi saw his brows raised slightly.

This cloud smoke pot is already a mid-grade magic weapon of the Six Paths of Prohibition. What kind of magic weapon is this silver thread that can break it like this?

"A foundation-building family, a magical instrument passed down through generations?"

He had a vague guess in his mind that these magical instruments that had been passed down and refined by generations of cultivators were extremely difficult to use.

'Let's try it again.'

Green light gathered under Fang Yi's boots, and he exerted a little force with his legs to leap backwards, avoiding the silver magic weapon that was shooting towards him.

Seeing this, Wei Guan was very proud.

"Master Fang Gui, this brocade silk of mine is a mid-grade magical weapon of the Six Paths Forbidden Law.
After decades of daily nourishment and refinement with magical power, its power is far beyond the reach of ordinary mid-grade magical instruments.

Master Fang Gui, don't resist in vain."

Wei Guan continued to use his magic power.

Dozens of silver threads rolled lightly, cutting dozens of ancient trees ten feet long in half, and continued to attack Fang Yi.

Seeing this, Fang Yi relied on his first-level intermediate body-building skills to move quickly and avoid the attack of the brocade silk.

On the other side, a big sleeve waved.

Two flying knives, one black and one white, shot out and entangled with the brocade silk.

Then a dark magic knife appeared in his hand, which was the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword.

Ku Rong's magic power surged, and the dark blue blade light emitted by the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword slashed towards Wei Guan.

"A top-grade magical weapon? How is that possible?!"

Wei Guan's hairs stood on end. He tried to overestimate Fang Yi's fighting ability, but he never expected that he would still surprise himself.

This top-grade magic weapon is extremely rare and is a treasure that only those who have reached the foundation-building stage can possess.

The puppet master in front of me is only at the sixth level of Qi training. How could he have such a treasure?
"Haha, my chance has arrived today!"

The greed in Wei Guan's eyes became more and more obvious.

He slapped his storage bag, and a scroll of embroidered treasure map with a spiritual mulberry pattern flew out of it.

The embroidered picture of Lingsang unfolds in the air.

The treasure map turned from virtual to real and collided with the dark blue blade light shot out by the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword.

"click"

The blade was extremely sharp, but under the entanglement of the endless Lingsang treasure map, the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Blade was finally blocked.

“Master Fang Gui, this top-grade magic weapon is indeed extremely powerful, but with your current limited magic power, you can only swing it a few times.

It is better to obey me and avoid suffering physical pain in the future."

Fang Yi frowned upon seeing this. Although Wei Guan had a very bad character, he was also greedy for money and noisy.

But he is worthy of being a high-level Qi training cultivator from Jinxiu Pavilion of Xuanyang Mountain.

Cultivators from such large and powerful sects, who have reached a high level of Qi training, will continue to refine their magic power if they are unable to establish a foundation.

What's more, he is a direct descendant of a foundation-building family and has his family to look after him.

Fang Yi glanced at the beautiful picture of Lingsang with his spiritual sense and found that there was the energy of at least ten cultivators on the picture.

It is obvious that Lingsangtu has been painstakingly cultivated by several generations of monks in his family.

After hundreds of years of sacrifice and refinement.

Although the Qi is complex, it is almost impossible to advance to a high-grade magical weapon.

But its power has increased a lot. With the magic power of high-level Qi training, it can barely block the power of the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword, a top-grade magic weapon.

Fang Yi knew this very well. The cultivators from such big and powerful sects had been making steady progress for decades, absorbing and exhaling spiritual energy to accumulate foundation.

Although there is no hope of building a foundation in the end, its defense is outstandingly strong.

Sure enough, it was just as Fang Yi expected.

Wei Guan saw that the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword was extremely sharp, and he easily cut through several layers of the Lingsangtu phantoms.

He is very experienced and was able to produce a first-grade, top-quality white sand talisman.

The yellowish-brown earth-attributed spiritual energy gathered and turned into a constantly rotating cloud of sand and dust, protecting it.

Although this white sand cannot completely block the blade of the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword, the rotation of the fine sand can at least block 20% of the power of the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword.

Wei Guan was obviously determined to kill Fang Yi here.

He spoke quite confidently.

"Master Fang Gui, although you have obtained the Quasi-Second-Level Four Seasons Water, it is only a little over a month old.

Even if one has outstanding talent, a mere Qi training cultivator is not capable of refining a first-grade, top-grade puppet."

Wei Guan smiled slightly, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

"Fang Yi, Master Puppet Master Fang, you are only at the sixth level of Qi training. You have controlled three magical instruments in succession, one top-grade and two mid-grade. How much magic power do you have left now?"

"Ah!"

Fang Yi sneered. He would never tell the self-satisfied cultivator in front of him that he was practicing the ancient miracle "Life and Death Sutra".
Not only does it have pure magical power, it also inherits a trace of the everlasting nature of the spiritual root of heaven and earth, the Great Chun wood.

If an ordinary cultivator activates these magic instruments, even if he practices the third-level exercises, the magic power left in his dantian will not exceed 50%.

Fang Yi still had 80% of his magic power left.

"We've explored everything that can be explored, it's time to get going."

The second-level inheritance involving the Tianji Dao would cause more trouble than he bargained for, so Fang Yi was no longer prepared to delay with Wei Guan.

(End of this chapter)