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

Chapter 844 The Hidden Secrets of the Nascent Soul Realm, There is a Method to Break Through the Realm

Outside the White Bone Gate, an auspicious cloud lingered. Tian Quezi, with his white hair and beard, held a dove-shaped staff and sensed the blood energy, yin energy, and resentment mingling together, transforming into a pillar of light that shot into the sky.

At the very center of the pillar of light, on the mound-like spiritual peak, a large gray cocoon pulsed with blood-like energy, pulsating like a heart.

"Did Yuanhai risk his life?"
So be it. He can fully activate that trace of the Puppet Master clan's bloodline, which will allow him to refine his entire body's flesh, bones, and spirit skin once again, transforming them into the most top-tier puppet spiritual objects.

Afterwards, Fang Xiaozi worked hard to refine it, and even using the downgrading method, the quality of the result could still reach the third-tier high-grade.

"A third-tier high-grade puppet, coupled with the cultivation of a sect leader, is enough to support the sect."

Tian Que's lips curled into a smile, but he did not make a move to break the gathering of Yin and blood.

This is a rare opportunity, and the bloodline of the Yanshi clan is so precious that it is almost extinct.

Whether Fang Yi can use this opportunity to increase his puppetry cultivation and reach the fourth-tier grandmaster realm depends on the extent to which the puppeteer's bloodline is activated and reverts to its ancestral state, and how much legacy he leaves behind.
"Don't disappoint this old man."

He reached out and made a grasping motion, and the starlight transformed into a Qiankun Sensing Qi Talisman.

“Nephew Fang, all the cultivators of the White Bone Sect have been turned into blood food by the Abyss Sea to replenish their vital energy and enhance their cultivation.”

You used this Qi-sensing talisman a month ago. How much mystery your martial uncle can comprehend in his battle with Yuanhai depends on your own foundation.

"Thank you, uncle, for your guidance."

Fang Yi bowed respectfully and thanked him sincerely.

The Great Master is not easy to deal with, especially since Yuanhai has the advantage of location and possesses the old lair that the White Bone Sect has been operating for many years.

In this battle, both Tianque and Yuanhai will need to use their most powerful skills, and he will surely benefit greatly from it, using it to deduce his own Daoist practice.

"Well, you just stay here and watch. When the fight begins, no cultivator below the level of a Great True Person may interfere."

As he watched Fang Yi's soul probe into the Qiankun Sensing Talisman, a trace of affection flashed in Tian Quezi's eyes, which he quickly concealed in an instant.

At his level of cultivation, the only thing he couldn't let go of was the inheritance of the Xuan Yang Mountain lineage.

Although Fang Yi's chances of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage are slim to none, every bit of progress he makes in advancing to the Core Formation stage will make Xuan Yang Mountain stronger.

'Da Yun is ultimately just a place abandoned by Da Yu. Whether it's spiritual objects, spiritual veins, or the talent of its disciples, it's far inferior to Da Yu.'

A sharp glint appeared in Tian Quezi's eyes, surrounded by starlight, and an ancient, simple wheel was faintly visible, rising from behind him.

"Buzz!"

The compass slowly rotated, and precious beads rose up, evolving into the orbits of the stars.

"What is this?" Fang Yi probed the Qiankun Sensing Talisman with his divine sense, but even with the help of a wondrous technique, he could only sense...
Seeing that Tian Quezi's emaciated figure was still there, but his consciousness was empty.

"The Way unites with Heaven and Earth?"

He murmured to himself, his eyes wide with astonishment, his thoughts racing.

This is the transformation of the temple, laying the foundation for the temple, and it is no longer just a rudimentary temple.

In his previous life, when he was fully recovered, he only reached this level when breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm.

Seemingly sensing Fang Yi's doubt, Tian Quezi's kind divine sense rang out.

“Nephew Fang, although I feel that your ability to condense a Nascent Soul is almost zero.”

But as a senior member of the sect, and with lofty ambitions, today is the perfect opportunity to speak with you.

What is a Nascent Soul?
This is also the foundation of my Xuan Yang Mountain, accumulated over thousands of years and supplemented by the explorations of great masters throughout the ages.

“The Nascent Soul is conceived and born from the placenta of a cultivator’s true elixir and the amniotic fluid containing the three treasures of essence, qi, and spirit.”

However, the nurturing of the universe and the placenta requires the nourishment of spiritual energy.

"Only a trace of spiritual energy can be refined by a Great Immortal using their magical power and refined spiritual energy."

Tian Quezi swept over the large gray cocoon in the White Bone Gate, and as it moved, gear-like runes appeared on its surface.

He nodded slightly and continued to tell Fang Yi that even the Nascent Soul Sect was the most fundamental secret.

"The spiritual energy required to break through the elixir and form an infant is enormous."

Before the ancient war against demons, the human realm was rich in spiritual energy, with a profusion of exotic plants, and cultivators could replenish their spiritual energy with spiritual objects.

Since ancient times, countless spiritual veins in the thirteen continents of the human realm have been reduced to ruins, spiritual energy has plummeted, and spiritual creatures have withered away.

Even cultivators who have reached the peak of Core Formation find it difficult to refine spiritual objects into spiritual essence.

It requires relentless, constant refining, and even then, it takes a hundred years for the elixir to fully develop.

century?

Our lifespan as cultivators is limited. Reaching the peak of Core Formation is already difficult enough, so how can a hundred years pass by?
Therefore, in ancient times, the elixir was formed and the Dharma Domain was condensed, waiting to break through to the Great True Person realm and refine the Dharma Domain into the prototype of the Daoist Temple.

Until the Core Formation is complete, the Daoist temple is no longer in its nascent stage. By borrowing the power of heaven and earth, it can condense spiritual energy and increase its power more than tenfold.

Fang Yi sighed inwardly. In his previous life, when he was in the Nether Spring Sect, he practiced the Three Yin God-Slaying Technique in the same way.

Although their killing and ruthlessness are among the best of their class.

However, in terms of lifespan, foundation, and accumulated spiritual practice, let alone compared to this world, even among those who have reached the perfected stage of Core Formation, there is a significant difference.

Seeing Fang Yi deep in thought, the turbid spiritual light in Tian Quezi's eyes gradually cleared, and streaks of starlight flowed, transforming into a thin veil that covered the White Bone Gate.

He then continued to instruct:
"Fang Yi, I see that you have lofty aspirations and are unwilling to be confined to the Core Formation stage."

However, one must be extremely cautious in forming a nascent soul, for a single misstep could lead to utter ruin.

The first stage is the evolutionary practice ground, followed by the perfect refinement of the three treasures: essence, energy, and spirit.

If the foundation of a Daoist temple is weak and lacks the ability to condense spiritual energy, the celestial womb formed from the true elixir will lose its nourishment, becoming like a rootless duckweed.

"My evolution of the Zhou Tian Xuan Xing Daoist Temple is inseparable from the profound heritage of Xuan Yang over thousands of years."

"The accumulated knowledge of the Five Watchers, the Mysterious Talisman, the Pivot, the Star Yi, and the Forgotten Master, five generations of Great True Men."

"Senior Brother Chi Mei also has the accumulation of the Xuan Yang lineage for a thousand years to have reached this point."

If Fang Yi wants to form a Nascent Soul, he should start laying a solid foundation now, instead of waiting until the late stage of Core Formation to start planning this matter.
The sect lacks the foundational knowledge of the Wood Dao. If Senior Brother Chi Mei can break through to the Nascent Soul stage, he will become a True Monarch.

Medicine King Valley will likely give them face and offer a portion of their Woodcraft heritage.

If Senior Brother Red Eyebrows fails to break through to the next realm, then all will be lost, and everyone will have to flee for their lives.

Furthermore, the ultimate inheritance of woodworking is the legacy left behind by the Green Wood Palace.

The Deer Demon's practice of the Book of Withering and Flourishing is in great conflict with your Way of Wood Life.

Although bound by the human-demon contract, he could not risk stepping out of Sudu Mountain.

But even wealth can tempt people, let alone the opportunity to break through barriers.

"Nephew Fang, whoever absorbs the other's hidden power will undoubtedly make a significant leap forward on their path to breakthrough."

Fang Yi's eyes shone brightly. Tian Que's words, coupled with his past life experiences, gave him a great deal of insight. In his previous life, he cultivated the Three Yin God-Slaying Technique and achieved the perfect Core Formation, but he was limited by insufficient accumulation in the Yin-Yang Path.

He attempted to break through to the Nascent Soul realm once, but failed easily. In the end, he had no choice but to risk everything by cultivating the Corpse Technique, a path fraught with peril.

Looking back now, it seems that very few cultivators in the Mingquan Sect practiced the "Three Yin Slaughtering God Technique," and even those who did succeed were stuck in the early or middle stages of Core Formation.

The few remaining Great True Immortals are also in the process of cultivation, but their lifespan is being reversed by the Three Yin Qi, making it difficult for them to break through to the Nascent Soul realm.

He left behind almost no cultural heritage.

Demonic cultivators who do not harm each other are already of impeccable character; why would they dedicate their entire lives to the inheritance of the [Three Yin God-Slaying Technique] to guide future generations in their cultivation?

This is comparable to the lineage of the immortals of Xuan Yang Mountain, who passed down their teachings step by step, using their nascent bodies to meticulously complete the Daoist practice.
The difference is immeasurable.

With a Nascent Soul True Monarch presiding over the Mingquan Sect, its accumulated foundation in Daoist tradition is subtly being overtaken by Xuanyang Mountain.
"The three branches of the Qingmu Palace's inheritance are something I absolutely cannot miss."
Otherwise, if the Scripture of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing is incomplete, although it can prolong life, it will be difficult to use it to break through to the Nascent Soul realm.

This matter requires careful consideration.

He needs to exert himself and, as a demonic Golden Core prodigy, get closer to Lu Xiaozi to gain the old demon's trust.

With the aim of breaking through to the late Core Formation stage, slaying monstrous talents, and seizing the inheritance of the Azure Wood Palace.

Three figures drifted through Fang Yi's mind: Xuan Mei, Yin Gui, and Xue Chi. He had grasped their fatal flaws, and they were all extremely useful pawns.

"boom!"

Within the White Bone Sect's mountain gate, a gray mushroom cloud rose, transforming into gears that rotated and spread throughout the entire spiritual peak.

The mountain gates, stretching for hundreds of miles, were long deserted, devoid of both humans and beasts, leaving only howling winds and the corrosive yin energy of heaven and earth.

"Crash!"

The creature with two horns on its head points straight to the sky, and its entire body is covered in scales that gleam with the luster of white bones, with faint gear marks visible on its surface.

His withered six fingers clenched into a fist, he felt the slow, deep, and unfathomable energy being activated deep within his bloodline.

"Wow!"

Yuan Hai's figure vanished, and a pale sword light tore through the starry veil.

He reappeared atop the White Bone Gate, his eyes filled with gloom, and a pale white spiritual light emanated from his entire body.

"Jie! Jie! Jie!"

One after another, skeletal demons of various forms appeared, some with three heads and six arms, some wielding snakes and riding on ashes, and others with ferocious faces, holding giant axes.
"boom!"

The nine skeletal demon gods radiated jade light, and a circle of strange patterns bloomed around them.

"Master Yinluo, by imperial decree!"

At the same time, the evolution of the Daoist temple is different from that of Tianquezi Dao, which is in harmony with heaven and earth. Yinluo Daoist Temple seems to have been torn apart from heaven and earth, and is not integrated into heaven and earth.

"Fang Yi, please carefully contemplate what the Daoist practice is!"

After transmitting his voice, Tian Quezi flicked his sleeve, which transformed into silk and starlight.

"Zhou Tian Xuan Xing, by imperial decree!"

"boom!"

Like two great vortexes spinning, the brilliant starlight evolves into the celestial hexagrams, namely Qian, Kun, Kan, and Li.

The Southern Dipper has six stars, the Northern Dipper has seven stars, and the nine luminaries alternate, evolving into a series of star charts.
"Boom!"

A murderous intent surged in Yuan Hai's eyes, and with his left hand, six fingers spread open, a wisp of grayish-bloody aura fell.

“Crack!
"Snap!"

Gray gears appeared, constantly turning, subtly evolving into an ancient mechanical city where wood and stone walk on.

"boom!"

The Zhou Tian Xuan Xing Dojo and the Yin Luo Dojo were about to clash, their forces crushing and killing each other.
"Oh!"

The aftershocks of the battle, a mixture of silver and gray, collided and swept across the area in circles.

In an instant, mountains collapsed, the earth cracked, and the main peak of the White Bone Sect was shattered.

"This profound depth is not far from the Nascent Soul realm."

With a wave of his sleeve, Fang Yi summoned the Azure Lotus Banner, which had a tattered corner, transforming it into a large azure lotus and creating a scene of azure lotus over a blue sea.

Feel the two Dao fields colliding at near full power. Deep within their roots, runes flowed and Dao rhythms intertwined, transforming into the origin of a Dao field.

So that's how it is.
That old bastard from my past life really did scheme against me!

As Tian Quezi sensed the flaws being discovered in the collision between the Xuanxing Dojo and the Yinluo Dojo, he realized...
His eyes were slightly closed, and under the dim spiritual light behind him, the ancient compass revealed a third of its true form.

"Wonderful Method: Top Star Stance!"

"Wow!"

Within the Xuanxing Dojo, nine chains shot out, instantly piercing through the nine corners of the Yinluo Dojo.

"Young Fang, watch closely."
To break through to the Nascent Soul realm and accumulate supernatural abilities and techniques, one must be consistent and thoroughly involved.

The fundamental principles of my legal domain are called stars and divination.

Tian Quezi's figure completely disappeared, and he threw out the white dove-shaped staff in his hand.

"Hiss, roar!"

The black aura of the dove staff faded, transforming into a star-dragon-serpent, a hundred feet long, its entire body wreathed in silver light.

"The evolution of the celestial bodies causes stars to fall."

Tian Quezi made a grasping motion with his five fingers, and the stars, dragons, and snakes took the lead, causing a series of meteors to fall.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

The powerful and relentless bombardment continued unabated.

"Is he really a diviner?"

All you can do is use brute force!

Yuan Hai's eyes were gloomy as he sensed the powerful attacks coming from the hidden hands within the Yin Luo Dojo.

However, in a short while, he carefully prepared a backup plan and annihilated them all.

“Back in Wugengzi’s day, he wasn’t this barbarian!”

　I'm still a little dazed, but overall much better. I'll reply with 6,000 words tomorrow.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)