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

Chapter 846 Returning to Origin Blood Wine, Sorting Out the Harvest
The remnant soul dissipated, and the spiritual bones slowly melted, transforming into jade liquid that shaped an ancient bone mirror surrounded by starlight.

"May Ancestor Xuanfuzi rest in peace."

With a solemn expression, Tian Quezi took out the offering table, bronze cauldron, sacrificial animals, and wine, and offered them with sincere devotion.

He inserted three sticks of incense, and as the wisps of smoke rose, he performed the grand ceremony of three kneelings and nine kowtows, and then slowly rose to his feet.

With a flick of his withered fingers, he retrieved a dark soul bead from the bone mirror.

"Buzz!"

The Bone Mirror lost its Soul Pearl, and the suppressed runes on its surface flowed and emitted inexplicable energy, slowly sinking into the ruins of the mountain range.

Tian Que stroked the Soul Pearl in his hand, his gaze deep and unfathomable, before finally swallowing it whole.

"Wow!"

Two humanoid phantoms flashed through his mind.

"Xuan Fuzi, the second-generation patriarch of Tianji Peak?"

Fang Yi's eyes swirled with the illusory image of a six-pointed plum blossom as he gazed at the figure in the Ancestral Hall whose portrait was identical to the one enshrined there.

He activated the Plum Blossom Divination method, sensing the dissipating decaying energy.

"The core of the White Bone Sect's spiritual vein contains the second-generation patriarch, which has remained undiscovered by any cultivator for a thousand years. What a profound scheme."

Sects like the Hehuan Sect and Tiandaowu, which lack powerful secret treasures to suppress their foundations, likely have contingency plans in place.

His mind raced with thoughts, and finally he murmured, "The path to Nascent Soul is arduous."

"The path to the Nascent Soul stage is indeed arduous." Tian Quezi pondered for a moment, then spoke, leaning on his dove-like staff:

"The path to Nascent Soul in Xuan Yang Mountain is difficult because there are no fourth-order spiritual veins in the hands of human cultivators, so one can only accumulate them slowly, bit by bit."
More than a thousand years ago, Dayun was called Ziyun Prefecture, which was originally part of Dayu.

But ultimately, the collapse of the Qingmu Palace's spiritual veins, along with the hidden dangers of the demon race and Lishan, led to the creation of the Great Yun Immortal Cultivation World as a buffer and place of exile.

Junior Nephew Fang, if Senior Brother Chi Mei successfully breaks through to the Nascent Soul Realm and gains a powerful backer, you can try your luck in the Great Yu Kingdom.

In terms of the flourishing of cultivation civilizations and the opportunities for breaking through realms, the difference between the Great Yun and Great Yu is immeasurable.

He closed his eyes slightly and spoke.

"The Great Cloud has many established forces, while the Wind Spirit Immortal City is relatively new and has a shallow foundation, relying entirely on Jiuqu for support."

The remaining sects, such as Tiandao, Baigu, and Hehuan, all have their own hidden agents.

At a crucial moment, they concealed the changes in the heavens, delaying the Zoroastrian sect's discovery of their senior brother, Crimson Eyebrows, having reached the Nascent Soul stage.

Fang Yi understood that the spiritual energy required for a cultivator to condense their nascent soul and undergo a complete transformation was immense.

When breaking through to the peak of the realm, a spiritual tide is stirred up for thousands of miles, and cultivators within tens of thousands of miles can sense the changes in spiritual energy.

In his previous life, he had also attempted to break through to the Nascent Soul realm, and had the assistance of a fourth-tier spiritual vein from the Nether Spring Sect, as well as the protection of a Nascent Soul ancestor.

Even so, it was a long and arduous process, with many Nascent Soul level monsters coming to interfere with the Nascent Soul formation.

With the Fire Worship Cult watching over Xuan Yang Mountain, even the Crimson Eyebrows' attempt to condense into a Nascent Soul will only face greater difficulties.

Without the relay of six generations of immortals from Xuanyang Mountain, who spared no effort, planned for a thousand years, and poured their hearts and souls into it, it would have been impossible.

No matter how outstanding Chi Mei's talent is, he has no chance of even reaching the Nascent Soul stage.

Even if everything goes smoothly, we must still be careful in our planning to avoid provoking the Nascent Soul True Lord of the Zoroastrian Church.

The distance between Dayun and Dayu is millions of miles. For a True Immortal who has reached the ninth level of the Core Formation stage, their spiritual power is like mercury, continuous and unending.

Maintaining a daily range of 100,000 li (approximately 50,000 kilometers) already demonstrates first-rate skill.

Moreover, the journey is fraught with danger, and one must also restore one's magical powers.

But for a Nascent Soul True Monarch
It's nothing more than a journey of a few days, especially for True Lord Huodao, whose escape speed is already extremely fast.
"Nephew Fang Yi, the matter within the sect has reached its conclusion."

The starlight in Tian Quezi's eyes seemed to pierce through millions of miles, allowing him to see the two great masters of Biyue Pavilion conversing.

"Although the Zoroastrian sect has a great master who came to Qianbo Lake and resided at the Biyue Pavilion.

However, the Nascent Soul True Monarch of the Zoroastrian Cult was drawn by the great opportunity to advance through the spiritual veins of the Vast Ice Plains, and thus found himself in a state of mutual restraint with the Supreme Elder of Medicine King Valley.

He paused slightly, then said meaningfully.

"The sect has left you and your successors with only a few days of peaceful cultivation left."

"clang!"

Tian Quezi lightly tapped his dove-shaped staff, causing streaks of starlight to flow and transform into a swirling mist that obscured the ruins that remained only as crumbling walls.

"Congeal!"

The spiritual energy that had spread over a hundred miles was continuously extracted and condensed into a misty spiritual fog.

Deep within the ruins, a spring with walls of white jade, forcibly condensed, its water crystal clear.

"This seat conceals the energy of the White Bone Sect, condensing spiritual energy to allow my junior disciple to cultivate in peace for three years."
"What level of puppet Yuan Hai can refine, and how much benefit he can gain, depends on your cunning, your accumulated resources, and your methods, nephew."

"My master has only one request."

Three years later, I will order you, Xishan, and Hengyi to join forces at Qianbo Lake to kill Yuyuan and destroy the Biyue Pavilion.

"Kill Yu Yuan, and overturn Bi Shui?"

Fang Yi seemed to be deep in thought, and then asked, "Senior Brother Xishan is already at Qianbo Lake."

But if Uncle-Master Hengyi goes to Qianbo Lake, who will restrain Chen Sheng, the leader of Tiandaowu Sect?

Tian Quezi's lips curled into a wicked smile as he chuckled. "Da Yun is barren; there are only a few sect leaders it can support."

Wu Hua was unable to make a move, and Jiu Qu had reached the realm of a sect leader, so they had to keep it hidden. The sect also needed him to guard against a counterattack from the demon race.

With the Ten Thousand Mountains at his back, Lu Xiaozi lived a peaceful life for decades after his breakthrough. It remains to be seen when he will unleash another wave of demons.

"Junior Brother Fang, who do you think is the best to make a move?"

Fang Yi pictured a voluptuous female cultivator in a robe adorned with hibiscus and gold, surrounded by a radiant glow, exuding wealth and power.

"Real Person Yin Yue?"

"She is suitable to take action and restrain Chen Sheng, the leader of Tiandaowu."

However, in the previous battle at the Nine Springs Abyss, her martial uncle had tricked her into taking the brunt of the lightning, but several of her life-saving techniques were destroyed by the Abyss Sea, resulting in heavy losses for him.
If she weren't no match for her martial uncle, Yin Yue would have already taken action to seek justice.

Afterwards, regarding the White Bone Sect matter, we again monopolized the spoils, so it seems unlikely that we can persuade True Person Yin Yue to come to our aid.”

Fang Yi never considered using force against Yin Yue, not to mention that with the Su Nu Sect as a backer, any action would have endless consequences.

Even dealing with a powerful immortal who possesses a spirit of good fortune is troublesome enough.
He secretly calculated that in terms of combat skills, mental strength, and cultivation, Yin Yue was far inferior to Tian Que, Yuan Hai, and even Yu Yuan Zi, and was only at the bottom among the Great True Persons.

In terms of survival and escape skills alone, Yin Yue, with her abundant wealth, is the number one in Dayun.
Even with all his skills, Tian Quezi still couldn't kill or capture Yin Yue, who possessed a terrifyingly rich fortune.
“Nephew, you don’t need to worry about this. The sect has its own plans, and she will have no choice but to take the bait.”

With a wave of his sleeve, Tian Quezi sent out a scroll of Yin-Yang diagrams, from which heaven and man were born, and the Daoist aura of Yin and Yang flourished.

He held his thin fingers together, using his palm as a knife, and a cold light slashed down precisely.

"Tear!"

The Yin-Yang diagram split into two, with the Yang diagram enveloped by faint starlight and fleeing towards the Nine Springs Abyss.

Yin Tu was then tucked back into Tian Quezi's sleeve.

"Senior Brother Li Lingxuan had planned this all along. Under his guidance, Yin Yue took a risky approach within the Heavenly Man Transformation Technique. Having entered the Great True Person realm using the [Heaven and Earth Union] method, she had no choice but to make her move."

He tapped his dove-shaped staff lightly, and streams of magical power flowed through it, condensing the rocks into a seven-tiered platform.

Tian Quezi sat cross-legged, his body radiating starlight, evolving the hexagrams of the Zhou Tian. His eyes were slightly closed, and his clear gaze became cloudy.

"Fang Yi, you should go into seclusion to cultivate."

Three years from now, there will be no place for you to cultivate in peace.

"Thank you, Uncle Tianque."

Fang Yi bowed respectfully, then transformed into a streak of azure light and headed deep into the ruins.

When the White Bone Sect's spiritual veins collapsed, Tian Quezi used his great magical power to forcibly extract the spiritual veins, transforming them into a spiritual eye.

Although the spiritual eye is a source without water, it is enough to satisfy the Great Master's three years of cultivation.

"Nephew Fang, there's one more thing."

Tian Quezi's hoarse voice suddenly rang out from behind. Fang Yi's feet touched the blue lotus, and he turned to look at the old man on the platform, whose hair and beard were all white, but who was full of energy.

"Uncle-Master Tianque, is there anything else you need me to do?"

Tian Quezi patted his storage bag, and a dark, shiny gourd flew out, shimmering with precious light, and floated towards him.

He instructed, "Nephew, open this jade gourd magic treasure."

"Master, what's this?"

Taking the gourd, Fang Yi's slender fingers brushed across it, and the gourd opened, releasing a mellow aroma of wine.

His eyes gleamed as he gazed at the tiny characters on the inside of the dark gourd.

"The Guiyuan Blood Wine, a secret recipe passed down in the sect, is a high-grade third-tier Guiyuan Blood Wine that is almost a fourth-tier product."
"No, this spirit wine is only a semi-finished product; it's missing the most important main ingredient?"

"This is the Guiyuan Blood Wine passed down from my Wugengzi lineage."

Tian Quezi's eyes widened in surprise. He hadn't expected Fang Yi to be able to detect that the blood wine contained blood essence, which was the main ingredient.

“The three main veins of Xuanyang Mountain each have a top-notch inheritance.”

The Pure Yang main lineage's [Heaven and Man Transformation Great Method], the Ancestral Master Hall's [Mysterious Gluttony Hundred-Day Banquet], and my lineage's [Return to Origin Blood Wine].
In such a barren place as Dayun, the sect has been able to survive to this day, and its foundation has continued to grow to the point where it can support Senior Brother Chimei to condense his Nascent Soul.

These three inheritances, which make the most of everything, are of paramount importance.

A hint of reminiscence appeared on his wrinkled brows.

"This is the yeast I left behind when I was making Guiyuan Blood Wine in my early years."

"After three hundred years of refining, this yeast, when infused with the blood essence of humans and demons, can be used to brew the most exquisite Guiyuan Blood Wine."

Tian Quezi glanced at Fang Yi, who wore a jade crown, a blue cloud robe, and had a tall and handsome figure.

"My junior nephew is nearly two hundred years old. Although he has inherited the legacy of the Green Wood Palace, he has the combat strength of a sect leader."

He possessed abundant opportunities and exceptional magical abilities.
However, due to inherent deficiencies and limitations in spiritual root talent, his cultivation progresses slowly. This fourth level of Core Formation cultivation is still too low.

"The lifespan of a Core Formation cultivator is five hundred years. If my nephew still has even a sliver of hope of forming a Nascent Soul, he must accelerate his cultivation."

"This gourd of wine yeast is given to my nephew. If you can kill Yu Yuanzi in three years, you can mix his elixir, blood, and vital energy into the wine and refine it using the principles of the Five Elements."

Wood helps fire burn, and water produces wood.
With the foundation of Yu Yuanzi, the Great Master of Waterways, for over four hundred years, the true elixir of wood is nourished, and the essence of water is used to enrich the foundation of wood.

This is enough to solidify the foundation of my junior disciple's cultivation, without any side effects, and to further broaden his path of cultivation.

"Thank you, Uncle Tianque." Fang Yi bowed and accepted the dark gourd. After making a few calculations, his eyes lit up with joy.

After advancing through the Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing Scripture to the Core Formation stage, one can condense a Grade One Withering and Flourishing Golden Elixir and gain a lifespan of eight hundred years.

This ancient and wondrous skill is extremely profound; it nourishes life, prolongs life, and conceals one's vital energy.

However, there are gains and losses. His lifespan was extended, and in order to comprehend the changes of flourishing and decay, his cultivation improved, far surpassing the ancient wonders and rare scriptures of his peers.

For example, Xu Qingshe, who cultivated the Heaven and Earth Furnace Technique, condensed her golden core after him, and her cultivation level was already a notch higher than his.
It wasn't that Fang Yi was unwilling to improve his cultivation quickly; the predecessors in the "Scripture of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing" had also left behind solutions.

However, if one needs spiritual items, nothing beats top-tier fourth-order spiritual items like [Living Spirit Soil], [Year-Light Sand], and [Water Essence Liquid].
Not to mention the cultivation world of Dayun, even in the more prosperous Dayu, once such a spiritual object appears and the news leaks out, it will inevitably attract the attention of Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

The Sutra of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing also contains some supernatural powers, which can be used to improve one's cultivation.

However, since withered and flourishing trees are inherently incomplete, and this part of their supernatural powers is incomplete, using water to nourish the wood and enhance their cultivation is the simplest method.

As Fang Yi turned around and transformed into a blue light, disappearing into the depths of the ruins, Tian Quezi slowly closed his eyes.

"Young Fang, the opportunity is yours."

Yuan Hai is bound by me, and I will also give you the Guiyuan Wine Song. After the destruction of the Biyue Pavilion, how many opportunities will you be able to seize?
It all depends on how big your appetite is.

"Wow!"

An ancient compass spun, and Tianquezi's divine sense flowed, activating the divination method of celestial secrets to fully conceal the unseen forces of destiny.
Thirty miles away, at the center of the former White Bone Mountain Gate, a streak of azure light came to a halt.

"arrive."

Fang Yi gazed at the ruins and the ten-foot-long spring, from which a gentle mist flowed.
"Edict!"

With a wave of his sleeve, the precious light dimmed slightly, and the blue lotus-colored banner, its surface covered with cracks, was raised, floating and moving without wind.

"Wow!"

Surrounded by the vibrant life force, the precious banner transforms into a magical lotus, with lotus seeds falling from the lotus pod and absorbing the ethereal spiritual energy.

One by one, the lotus seeds took root, grew leaves, and blossomed.
In a short while, a scene of endless green lotus leaves stretching to the sky unfolded.

"Azure Lotus Domain"

Fang Yi sensed the azure light evolving into runes and magical restrictions, completely concealing the energy and covering the spiritual spring.
He nodded slightly, and with a flick of his sleeve, the Void Realm Withered and Flourishing Banner transformed into a gnarled and twisted Azure Spirit Tree, which fell to the ground.

"Hula la la!"

As the branches swayed, a series of restrictions—including [concealing qi], [disguising form], [hiding breath], and [sealing spirit]—took shape, concealing energy, and masking the vital energy.

Five-colored spiritual light shone brilliantly. After the restriction was completed, lotus light flowed beneath Fang Yi's feet as he lifted his boots and stepped into the Blessed Land of Withered Glory.

"Also cautious"
good"

Thirty miles away on the altar, Tian Quezi withdrew his spying and slowly resumed his meditation.

A blessed land of flourishing and decay.

"Wow—"

Vast spiritual energy gathered and condensed into tiny water droplets that floated in the air. The phantom of the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner manifested, evolving into the phantom of the Great Toon Tree, which devoured all the misty spiritual energy and caused the seasons to change.

Fang Yi, dressed in a green robe and wearing a lotus crown, sat cross-legged on the altar, his magical power flowing around him, evolving the Daoist rhythm of life and death.

"go with!"

With a wave of his sleeve, a dazzling array of spiritual light appeared, displaying shades of blue, red, black, yellow, and white.

The five elements revolve, the spiritual vines on the Wu Earth spiritual soil are lush and verdant; the underground fire veins are like snakes, with rolling heat waves; black water surges in the Yin River, and the ghostly atmosphere is gloomy; the golden mineral veins shoot out sharp metal energy.
The five elements cycle: wood generates fire, fire generates earth, and earth generates...
"Crash!"

The Daoist principles of decay and prosperity flowed, and crisscrossing green and yellow chains sealed the power, soul, and essence of the Abyss Sea.
A look of anticipation appeared in Fang Yi's eyes. He extended his slender index finger, touched it with his fingertip, and a blue light appeared.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanhai, wake up!"

(End of this chapter)