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

Chapter 85 Struggle
Fang Yi's green magic power surged and began to communicate with the green wolf spirit puppet in his dantian qi sea.

He controlled the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword and slashed out several dark blue blade beams in succession.

He also retreated quickly.

Sure enough, seeing Fang Yi preparing to retreat, the opportunity that had been obtained was about to slip away.

Wei Guan naturally refused.

His expression tightened, and he took out another talisman with faint golden patterns from his storage bag.

As soon as the talisman appeared in his hand, it attracted a faint spiritual power.

This is a top-quality first-grade talisman, and its power is close to that of a quasi-second-grade talisman.

Upon seeing this, Fang Yi began to communicate with the Red Tiger Spirit Puppet in his Dantian Qi Sea. With the help of this talisman, Wei Guan's threat increased greatly. A quasi-second-level Green Spirit Wolf Puppet alone might not be enough. Therefore, the Red Tiger Spirit Puppet, which had been nurtured to the lower second level, had to take action to be absolutely safe.

But Wei Guan was blinded by greed and was deceived by Fang Yi's fake retreat.

With a little bit of heartache, he activated his magic power, and the talisman in his hand turned into a green light and spread out.

Wood-attributed spiritual power gathered in the ancient forest, and vines shot up into the sky. The winding vines turned into a wooden cage, trapping both of them in front of Fang Yi's shocked eyes.

Wei Guan was quite proud of this.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, you didn't expect that you would lose your life here when you came down from Xiaoxuan Mountain."

He had a smug look on his face, just waiting for Fang Yi's magic power to be exhausted. At that time, with the wealth of this puppet master, plus the gains in the inheritance cave, it would be enough for him to exchange for a spiritual object for foundation building.

Therefore, it is possible that one might have the opportunity to become a foundation-building master with a lifespan of over 200 years.

Fang Yi's expression was strange, as if he was trying to suppress a smile.

'Before going down the mountain, I really didn't expect that someone would use themselves as a sitting duck and stand in front of me.

Each time the Spirit Puppet attacks, he gains an opportunity to reach the second level of the Plum Blossom Divination, so it's not a loss.

A coffin engraved with a spirit wolf pattern flew out from his sleeve.

The coffin opened rapidly, seemingly slowly, and the explosive wind properties gathered at a high speed.

"Click. Click."

Under Fang Yi's slightly distressed eyes, the Green Wolf Spirit Puppet completely shattered and turned into a ten-foot-long green blade that slashed towards Wei Guan.

When Wei Guan saw the wind blade coming towards him, a look of despair appeared on his face.

It screamed.

"A quasi-second-level puppet?!!!"

If he had not used the wooden prison talisman, he might have had a chance to escape, but now that he had played all his cards, he was powerless to turn the situation around.

"Pfft."

The wind blade rushed past and easily cut Wei Guan in half. Before he died, his eyes were wide open, as if he was unwilling to give up.

How could a mere outer disciple of Xuanyang Mountain who was at the sixth level of Qi training have so many trump cards?

After Fang Yi extracted a bone bead and a soul bead, he cast a fireball spell, completely burning Wei Guan's remaining body to ashes.

Only then did he feel completely relieved.

Fang Yi waved his hand and put away the brocade silk and Lingsangtu that had lost their magical support.

Then he put away Wei Guan's storage bag, slightly restrained his withered and flourishing magic power, and continued to rush towards where Fan Dacheng was.

The southwest of the ancient forest was shrouded in a gray fog.

A jade talisman on Fan Dacheng's forehead was glowing, helping him to understand the situation in the fog.

Golden light flickered around his body, and his legs were energized with magical power.

Then he gathered his strength and kicked out, creating a half-foot deep spider-web-like pit on the ground, and pounced towards a corner of the formation.

Guided by the Xiao Liuren Talisman, Fan Dacheng took dozens of steps forward, and a female cultivator in pink gauze appeared in front of him.

A strong hatred flashed in his eyes, and the earth-attributed spiritual power of the Mountain-Breaking Hammer in his hand gathered together, and smashed towards the female cultivator with a gust of wind pressure.

When Wei Ya saw Fan Dacheng rushing towards her, she calmly activated the first-grade intermediate water curtain talisman in her hand.

The azure talisman ignited without wind, gathering the spiritual power of water and transforming it into a layer of water curtain standing in front of him.

Under the heavy blow of the Mountain-Breaking Hammer, ripples rose from the azure water curtain, dissolving Fan Dacheng's hammer blow.

After several blows from the Mountain-Breaking Hammer, the water curtain was finally shattered, but Wei Yalian moved lightly and disappeared again in this small maze.

A charming female voice came from the fog.

"Dacheng, why do you have to make things so difficult for me?"

"The art of divination is the most exhausting. I will be heartbroken if you do this."

"A day of marriage is like a hundred days of grace. With the help of this little maze formation, how many times can you use your little Liuren magic talisman?"

Fan Dacheng was furious.

"Hmph! Bitch! If I hadn't saved you in the Qingyun Mountains, you would have been killed by the beasts. How did you treat me?"

"A hundred days of grace? Die, bitch!"

Thinking of how he was attacked by this bitch in bed, Fan Dacheng's eyes turned fierce.

If he had not reached the initial stage of body refining, he would have died long ago.

His magic power surged, the small Liuren talisman on his forehead glowed, and after a strand of black hair at his temples turned white, he had already locked onto Wei Ya's position again.

Seeing Fan Dacheng attacking her again, Wei Ya stroked her hair and laughed.

"Life-saving grace? Dacheng, you may not know that the Green Spirit Wolf was originally the demon pet that Brother Wei bought from the Beast Taming Pavilion."

"In order to test whether you have obtained another inheritance from Master Hanmei, I have made a huge sacrifice."

"Shameless slut!!"

Fan Dacheng now realizes that everything he has experienced was designed.

He originally thought that Wei Ya was just greedy for money, but he never thought it was so
A quarter of an hour ago.

Outside the ancient forest shrouded in mist.

Fang Yi stood outside this familiar formation, his face stiff.

This formation covers a very wide area, and in order to avoid alerting the enemy, he did not plan to break the formation by force.

He opened a hole in the demon pet bag around his waist so that Qijie could observe the changes in the small maze.

This small maze formation is very rigidly presided over by a formation master.

"Hmph. Hmph."

The Seven Rings merged into the formation along with the brown and yellow demonic power. After just a few dozen breaths, he was already confident.

After communicating with the Seven Rings, Fang Yi's magical power surged, and he was surrounded by wisps of plant vitality. Then, his limbs and bones made crisp sounds, and he transformed into a stern-faced man.

After changing into a pair of black shorts, Fang Yi completely changed his aura and strode in.

With Ku Rong's magic power to restrain his aura, and his own set of small maze flags, Fang Yi was like a fish in water under the guidance of the Seven Rings.

"boom!!"

Another loud noise was heard from the small maze.

Fang Yi quickened his pace.

Without being noticed by Fan Dacheng and Wei Ya, he easily came to the center of this small maze.

Afterwards, Fang Yi looked strange when he heard about Fan Dacheng's experience of being set up by a blackmailer.

Fan Dacheng had a strange encounter.

By chance, he obtained part of the inheritance of a second-level fortune teller.

But then he used the treasure left by the fortune teller to heroically save the beauty in Qingyun Mountains.

The beautiful female cultivator did exactly what he wished for, repaying his kindness by offering herself to him. However, she was somewhat treacherous and treacherous, having slyly plotted against Fan Dacheng in bed. After his difficult escape, he was injured by a demonic beast from the Qingyun Mountains.
Fang Yi did not delay any longer after seeing a hint of white hair on Fan Dacheng's temples.

The female cultivator named Wei Ya was obviously leaving some room for maneuver, probably waiting for Wei Guan to return.

Although Fang Yi didn't want to reveal his identity.

But he didn't want to see Fan Dacheng being teased by the female cultivator named Wei Ya.

Just as Fan Dacheng pounced on Wei Ya again.

Fang Yi made hand gestures, and magical power surged throughout his body, and he performed the wood-based magic 'Ten Thousand Leaves Flying Flowers'.

A faint smell of decay merged into the small maze.

Fan Dacheng and Wei Ya gradually fell into the illusion without realizing it.

"Ok?"

Seeing the spiritual light of the jade talisman on Fan Dacheng's forehead flowing, it actually isolated the Wanye Fei magic technique, making it unable to completely affect Fan Dacheng.

Fang Yi seemed to be thinking about something.

The second-level divine talisman should be the treasure left by the second-level fortune teller.

Based on this calculation, the person should not be an ordinary second-level fortune-teller, otherwise he would not be able to refine this fortune-teller technique into talismans.

'In that case, we need to try a different approach.'

There was a faint green light around Fang Yi, and a strong smell of decay slowly wrapped around Wei Ya.

Wei Ya is only at the sixth level of Qi training.

Although his cultivation level is the same as Fang Yi's, there is a huge gap between them in terms of the techniques they practice and the level of their spiritual awareness.

However, in just a few dozen breaths, he was already under Fang Yi's control.

"Does anyone else know about the inheritance of the Tianji Sect?"

"Do you have any other hidden secrets or inheritance in your hands..."

In a daze, Wei Ya seemed to hear her cousin Wei Guan asking.

She smiled charmingly.

"Brother Wei, don't joke around. We are not talking about completing the inheritance of the Heavenly Secret and exchanging it for a spiritual object for foundation building. Then, once Brother Wei has established his foundation, I will divorce your old hag, and I will be the wife of a master of foundation building."

"Then you can tell me to do whatever you want. I have already mastered the book 'Xuan Xuan Zi's Eighteen Hehe Styles' that Brother Wei brought me a few days ago."

Wei Ya seemed to be thinking of something wonderful, and she laughed foolishly a few times.

Fang Yi had a blank expression on his face, and had no intention of delving into the complicated relationship between men and women.

After asking several questions in succession.

He finally confirmed that Wei Ya and Wei Guan wanted to monopolize and complete the inheritance of the quasi-second-level Tianji Dao, and did not inform the clan about this matter.

Without the threat of the Foundation Establishment Family, all we need to do is clean up the mess.

Fang Yi pinched the magic formula in his hand and controlled Wei Ya to appear in front of Fan Dacheng again.

"boom!"

The Mountain-Breaking Hammer once again broke through a layer of azure water curtain.

I thought I would return empty-handed like the previous times.

He suddenly heard Wei Ya groan, and the movement of the talisman in his hand slowed down for half a breath.

Fan Dacheng's eyes turned fierce.

His several attacks failed to cause any damage to the slave girl.

He originally wanted to break out and leave.

After all, although no one knows why Wei Guan disappeared, he has been entangled in this for a long time. Every quarter of an hour of delay will increase the danger.

But now that this lowly maid had revealed a flaw, how could he miss it! The Yue-Breaking Hammer in Fan Dacheng's hand emitted a bright yellow light.

"puff"

A knocking sound was heard in the small maze.

Wei Ya's head was smashed by the Yue-breaking Hammer, and then red and white colors flowed down his neck.

Feeling the spiritual jade pendant in his arms shatter, Fan Dacheng knew that his goal had been achieved.

He did not dare to delay, because he knew that this bitch still had a spiritual jade pendant on Wei Guan. Once she died, Wei Guan would know it immediately.

Fan Dacheng was naturally no match for a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training.

The jade talisman on his forehead glowed, and a faint golden light shot out from the jade talisman, guiding him to a way out of the small maze.

With the magic power all over his body, Fan Dacheng quickly left along the faint golden path.

Seeing Fan Dacheng leave safely, Fang Yi chuckled. His copy of "Plum Blossom Yishu" was also partially completed, and it was already the inheritance of the second-level Tianji Dao.

"Fellow Daoist Fan, I saved your life, so I will shamelessly share a portion of your Plum Blossom Yishu. As for the matter of the spirit stone, you will have to repay it yourself."

An hour later, in front of an ancient tree not far from Xiaoxuan Peak.

"Why did you stop me, Fellow Daoist Xu?"

Xu Qingshe threw a head in front of Fang Yi.

"Friend Fang, do you know whose head this is?"

(End of this chapter)