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

Chapter 851 A Minor Victory in the Battle of Magic, Knocking on the Gate of Azure Water

You Xishan paused slightly as he turned the pages of his book, his eyes sparkling as he gazed at Fang Yi with great interest.

His gaze fell on the Guiyuan Gourd at Fang Yi's waist, and his curiosity grew stronger.

The fact that Fang Yi was recognized by Tian Quezi and bestowed with Guiyuan Wine Qu shows that he was no ordinary person.

You Xishan knew perfectly well that Fang Yi was listed on the Pure Yang Golden List and was a direct descendant of Xuan Yang Mountain. His old man would never give him a challenge that was impossible to complete.

He bowed respectfully, his demeanor elegant. "Greetings, Junior Brother Fang."

Fang Yi returned the greeting, his demeanor gentle and refined. "Greetings, Senior Brother You Xishan."

"Fang Yi?" Zhang Heng looked puzzled and asked, "I was discussing the Dao with Senior Brother You. What brings you here, Junior Nephew?"

Fang Yi patted the Returning Origin Gourd at his waist, causing his robes to flutter loudly. "According to the old rules of the Three Lineages, I also have the right to vie for the position of leader in this battle that wiped out the Azure Water Pavilion."

"you?

A Core Formation Stage 4 cultivator?

Zhang Heng's brows furrowed even more as he glanced at Xiao Changce, whose feet were adorned with the blue flame lotus.
Huang Daiyue, with his imposing presence and robust physique, holds the seal of mountains and rivers in his hand.
He felt helpless, for they were, after all, from the same lineage. He sighed and began to offer his advice.

“Nephew Fang, although the Sect Leader and the Great Master are only one step apart, the difference between them is immeasurable.”

Defeating Ruan Xiang and beheading Chi Ming are things that I and my senior brother Xishan can do as well.

What my junior disciple cannot do, we can also do.
A cultivation level of the fourth stage of Core Formation is far too low. Do not let the power of a sect leader cloud your judgment.

"When I fought with my senior brother Xishan, I unleashed my full power and couldn't control myself, which would have been a great pity if I had damaged your path in cultivation."

Fang Yi smiled, offering no explanation, and simply flicked his finger.

"Buzz!"

A rainbow bridge stretches out beneath your feet, its dark blue hue radiating brilliant light.

"kindness?"

Zhang Heng frowned slightly, sensing that the Green Bamboo Ascension Dojo was isolated by a thin, yet exceptionally resilient, layer of green light.

"Crash!"

In the nascent stage of the temple, one after another, jade beads rose from the ground, bamboo shadows swayed, and bamboo leaves transformed into slender blades that slashed down.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!" "Buzz!"

The blade cleaved down, creating ripples on the thin, clear light, yet it was never torn apart.

"Not bad!"

The indifference in Zhang Heng's eyes faded, and his expression became solemn. With such a solid foundation, Fang Yi was already qualified to compete with him for the resources of the Wood Path.

"Since Junior Nephew Qingyang has such a foundation, let's have a fight."
What does Senior Brother Xishan think?

"Can.

"Our three lineages have fought without breaking apart. Since Junior Brother Fang has the qualifications, he should certainly contend for the position of leader."

You Xishan's amused expression vanished, and his eyes darkened.

Fang Yi's azure veil, without activating any defensive treasures, was able to block Zhang Heng's attacks one by one, demonstrating that he was no ordinary sect leader.

However, that alone is not enough.
This is a perfect opportunity to make Fang Yi and Zhang Hengyi give up completely. The next senior disciple of Xuan Yang will undoubtedly be me.

You Xishan reached into his sleeve and took out a small golden toad-shaped incense burner. He lit a small incense stick on the burner's opening, and wisps of smoke rose up.

"Buzz!"

With a gentle push of his five fingers, a wisp of spiritual light transformed into a jade platform, lifting the golden toad-shaped incense burner to the center of the three people, where their gazes met.

"Junior Brother Fang, Junior Brother Zhang, if you two have no objections..."

"The fragrance fades and the struggle begins"

"Can!"

"good!"

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Time passed slowly, the sparks continued to devour the fragrance, and the rising smoke grew thinner and thinner.

A gentle breeze swept by, filling Black Crow Ridge with a chilling atmosphere.

Huo Zhao's Adam's apple bobbed as he struggled to suppress the metallic taste in his mouth, and he said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother, both You Xishan and Zhang Hengyi are Grand Masters. Can Master win?"

"Mute!"

Grandmaster Hengyi is our elder; how dare you speak so carelessly about him?

"Master is able to take action and win, he must have his reasons." Qin Yu's eyes were also solemn.

As fellow cultivators of the Wood Dao Golden Core realm, they felt Zhang Hengyi's surging, unbridled vitality.

You Xishan, with his sixth-level Core Formation cultivation, blocked the entrance to Biyue Pavilion for more than ten years.

Both of them are now Grand Masters, and neither is an ordinary person.

He too was shaken, but he remained outwardly calm and reassured his junior brother.

Regardless of whether Fang Yi wins or loses, the disciples of Xuan Yang Mountain, almost all of whom have reached a certain level of proficiency, have gathered together. They absolutely cannot lose face for the Wuji Peak lineage.

"He is indeed a Great Master." Li Heng wore a vast sea robe, a Nine Springs Crown, and a long sword at his waist. His aura was boundless and unfathomable.

His mind raced, and his divine sense subtly locked onto Huang Daiyue and Meng Lingxuan.

Having made up his mind, once his master was defeated, he would seek out Huang Daiyue and Meng Lingxuan to discuss the Dao.

If you can't beat the Great Master, are you not a match for his juniors?
Master Fang Yi, at the fourth level of Core Formation, was defeated by a Grand Master. As long as he didn't lose miserably, it wasn't a big deal.

He is also able to regain a lot of face when competing with his peers.

"Junior Brother Fang's three disciples are exceptionally filial and talented, truly enviable."

Yu Xishan glanced at the last trace of incense in the Golden Toad Incense Burner and chuckled softly.

"Regardless of the outcome of this battle, we fellow disciples must not hold it against us."

"puff!"

The incense has completely burned out.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

One silver, two blue, three beams of spiritual light shot into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds.

You Xishan and Zhang Heng exchanged a glance and said, "It is inappropriate for fellow disciples to use treasures to intimidate each other during a discussion."

"good!

"When fellow disciples discuss the Dao, each should rely on their own methods, but no one should use their ancestral heritage to suppress others," Zhang Hengyi nodded slightly in agreement.

"receive!"

"combine!"

With a wave of their sleeves, the two put away the Zhou Tian Bagua diagram and the Da Kong Zhen Yun boat.

Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly and also put away the Abyss Sea, which was covered in bone armor, from his sleeve.

You Xishan looked at Fang Yi, chuckled, and tossed the scroll he was flipping through into the air. Oracle bones, spirit patterns, and demonic talismans transformed into large stars that hung high in the sky.

"Imperial Edict: Writings with symbolic meanings are called the Zhou Tian (a system of celestial cycles); the alternation of Heaven and Earth is manifested in the Eight Trigrams."

The twenty-eight constellations evolved into an expanded star map, and the hexagrams of Qian and Kun changed, evolving into the prototype of the Zhou Tian Ba ​​Gua Daoist temple.

"Imperial decree: Green bamboo has a way, the first of which is [life]."

Not to be outdone, Zhang Hengyi waved his sleeve, and a seven-foot-long emerald bamboo phantom appeared behind him, its roots spreading out and tender bamboo shoots growing continuously with a jade-like glow.

In a short while, the green bamboo grew section by section, its shadows swaying, and its leaves falling, which was also the prototype of the evolving Taoist temple.

"Junior Nephew Qingyang, be careful!"

The Green Bamboo Ascension Daoist Temple was surrounded by vitality, and the Zhou Tian Bagua Daoist Temple had a large star hanging high. Zhang Hengyi and You Xishan attacked together, crushing towards Fang Yi.

By kicking Fang Yi, the sect leader, out of the duel, and letting the two great masters fight it out, we can prevent the other side from profiting.

"Fellow Daoists Hengyi and Xishan are so hospitable, it would be impolite of me to refuse."

A dark shadow appeared between Fang Yi's brows, covered with a magic seal that was neither round nor square, and gleamed with a metallic luster.

"Squeeze!"

"Squeeze!"

"Squeeze!"

The sound of rough gears turning rang out, and thin, invisible lines shot out from the Dharma seal, crisscrossing as if weaving order.

"The heavens and earth follow their own laws, life and death transform into nature's evolution."

"boom!"

The nascent Daoist temples clashed, with starlight, puppet threads, and azure radiance battling it out, stirring up changes in the spiritual energy within a radius of three hundred miles.

The aftershocks surged, creating wave after wave of spiritual energy, and in an instant, the Black Crow Spirit completely collapsed.

"not good!"

The Six Spirits Conferring Gods Stele shone brightly. Qin Yu, Huo Zhao, Zhu Huan, and the others looked at the sweeping spiritual tide and their expressions changed drastically. Their hair stood on end, and they frantically activated their magical power.

If the aftershocks are not contained, let alone comprehending the Daoist principles of a Grand Master's duel and escaping severe injury, one would be considered to have a very solid foundation.

"stop!"

"Attack with all your strength!"

"Take action!"

Within each stone tablet, a dark, precious barrier manifests.

The six ancient stone tablets were connected by their energy, and a seventh treasure restriction was faintly evolving, forming the prototype of a spirit-sealing dojo.

"boom!"

The six God-Sealing Steles were pushed back a hundred miles. Afterwards, Xiao Changce stepped in to help, pressing down with a crimson handprint, which barely managed to maintain the steles' ability to suppress spiritual energy.

"The spiritual energy surged for three hundred miles; this was no ordinary battle between Grandmasters."

Xiao Changce gazed at something a hundred miles away, the demonic lines at the corners of his eyes spreading out as he gently stroked the small, exquisite snake hidden in his sleeve.

His eyes held an inscrutable glint, blazing like snake pupils, reflecting the nascent forms of the three dojos as if three millstones were turning and churning each other.

The starlight evolved into the Qian and Kun trigrams, shattering a ray of azure light. Crystal-clear, intricately woven threads broke through the starlight trigrams, only to be instantly shattered by the ever-renewing azure light.
"It is not the Way of Wood, nor the Way of Spiritual Healing, but the prototype of the Puppet Way Dojo?"
"When did Fang Yi advance his mastery of puppetry to such an extent that he could contend with a Grandmaster?"

At the center of the surging spiritual tide, the starlight was once again pierced by the puppet threads.

Feeling the obstruction of the Zhou Tian Bagua Daoist field, You Xishan stared in astonishment at the magic seal between Fang Yi's eyebrows.

"Junior Brother Fang has actually condensed his natal mechanism in the Puppet Dao?"
The way of the spiritual healer is based on the vital energy of the medicine, while the way of the puppeteer is based on the manifestation of the mechanism. Even ordinary great masters who attain one of these are already blessed with profound opportunities.

Junior brother, you have such great fortune and such profound knowledge.

"Interesting, interesting!"

He clapped his hands and laughed, his voice echoing for miles. "Even such a shrewd old man like me was fooled by you."
"It's a pity that Junior Brother Hengyi and Junior Brother Fang are both True Immortals of the Wood Dao; otherwise, with the two of you joining forces, I, You, would have already given up."

"The fundamental mechanism of the puppet path?"
"A third-tier, high-grade puppet master."

Zhang Heng's expression was solemn, while You Xishan's demeanor was upright and magnanimous, making no attempt to conceal his intentions.

Since Fang Yi had refined his natal medicinal energy, and the path of spiritual medicine was not suited for combat, he didn't care much.

But things are different now. The way of puppetry is not the way of medicine. It is good at using external objects and is extremely good at enhancing the combat abilities of cultivators.

Yu Xishan's eyes flashed with changing hexagrams as he watched Zhang Hengyi and Fang Yi, whose auras seemed to be subtly connected, wary of each other as they tried to join forces.

He chuckled softly. "Since we are fellow disciples, it's best to fight one-on-one, rather than using numbers to bully the weak."

Fang Yi's eyes were deep and unfathomable, showing neither joy nor sorrow, as he made a loose grasping motion with his five fingers.

"Senior Brother Xishan is right. We cultivators judge each other by our cultivation level, and we are only truly convinced of our superiority when we are defeated."

A pale, white humanoid figure with horns on its head, gray hair, and empty, lifeless eyes appeared behind it, connected to the mechanical seal.

"combine!"

The Heavenly Evolution Puppet Academy transformed into three thousand puppet threads, which pierced through the Zhou Tian Bagua Academy and the Qingzhu Ascending Spirit Academy.

"Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!" Feeling the holes being punched into the Zhou Tian Dao Field, You Xishan frowned slightly, then pointed with his fingertip.

"Unwilling to spend time and effort on a battle of wits and strategy?"
Very well, since Junior Brother Fang Yi has such an interest, I'll gladly oblige!

With a clap of his long, slender fingers, starlight shone brightly, and the eight trigrams of Qian, Kun, Kan, and Li changed, causing twenty-eight large stars to leap up and hang high in the sky.

The starlight in the sky echoes the crisscrossing threads of the puppet.

You Xishan's five fingers made a seemingly slow but actually rapid grab, and twenty-eight starlights flowed around, with streaks of starlight appearing.

"The Three Changes of the Mysterious Star: Shaking the Star!"

In an instant, stars rained down like meteorites.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Heng smiled freely, and with a flick of his sleeve, the lush bamboo forest behind him shattered into pieces, transforming into a vast expanse of Qinghai Lake.

"go with!"

He struck out with the jade ruler in his hand, and a vast vitality surged forth, intertwining with the bamboo branches.

The majestic dragon's head roared, its verdant, precious light solidifying into a thick spine, while fallen bamboo leaves transformed into chilling, sharp claws, and the remaining vitality became the dragon's tail.
"Life is born from the source, the Azure Dragon fights the Dragon!"

"Yan!"

The azure dragon was entirely verdant, radiating a gentle, jade-like light. It possessed none of the beastly nature of a dragon, only an aura of majesty and nobility.

"Wow!"

The azure dragon swung its tail, knocking down half of the stars. Then it swam freely in the air, moving in tandem with the remaining meteors. Its four claws gleamed coldly as it reached out to grab Fang Yi's head.

"Two perfect divine powers?"
"You two think too highly of Fang."

Fang Yi's green robe fluttered fiercely, like a pine tree on a cliff, a plum blossom braving the snow, a deep pool and a towering mountain, and a fighting spirit rose in his heart.

A hint of reminiscence appeared in his eyes, and shimmering silk threads appeared on his fingers as he murmured to himself.

'Heavenly Craftsmanship Method: Worrying.'

'Secret Techniques of the Demon: Shared Soul'

"Wonderful Technique: The Spinning Hand of the Mechanism!"

The gray-hued seal between his brows, neither round nor flat, shone brightly, its gears turning with a resounding clatter.

Three thousand silk threads crisscrossed, with gray spiritual light flowing, covering the twenty-eight suspended stars.

A playful smile appeared on Fang Yi's lips as he murmured softly.

"The Spinning Machine Transforms: Shaking the Stars!"

Streaks of starlight were drawn in, transforming into meteorites that crashed down upon the azure dragon.

"Boom!"

The stars trembled and bombarded incessantly, shattering the azure dragon's scales and claws.

"Being plotted!"

"Fang Yi has a clever idea!"

You Xishan was both amused and exasperated, gazing at the dim, suspended star and feeling the faint gray threads.

To unleash the magic power and transform it into a sharp blade, the puppet strings dissipated on their own.

He gazed at the crisscrossing puppet lines that stretched for three hundred miles, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Perfect puppetry skills, mastering the art of manipulating mechanisms?"
"I've got it!"

"The outcome of this battle is decided. What do you think, Junior Brother Hengyi?"

You Xishan's lips curled into a playful smile as he looked at Zhang Hengyi, who had a conflict with Fang Yi over the Dao.

Meanwhile, Zhang Hengyi, the Wood Dao True Man, inherited the foundation of the Ancestral Hall. He broke through to the Great True Man realm in just over a hundred years after forming his core, and his future is bright.

However, Fang Yi was no less impressive. Although his cultivation progressed slowly due to the limitations of his spiritual root, he had only reached the fourth level of Core Formation.

His mastery of puppetry and medicine alone is enough to make him a formidable opponent for Zhang Heng.

'Junior Brother Hengyi, what would you choose?'

Yu Xishan's eyes sparkled as he watched the gears turn on the gray puppet-shaped magic seal between his brows.

He manipulated the five fingers hidden in his sleeve to predict the future developments of the universe.

The fact that the disciples lost the initiative in their battle and the three factions were entangled in a struggle made it easier for Yanji Zhuanling to interfere with the celestial phenomena.

This shows Fang Yi's quick wit and profound understanding of puppetry. Since he had lost the initiative, continuing the fight would damage his friendship with his fellow disciples.

Zuo Youfang has proven that, with the support of his puppet technique, he is no weaker than a Great True Person.

Since that's the case, withdrawing and watching the fellow disciples of the Ancestral Hall fight amongst themselves is quite a pleasant thing.

You Xishan always maintained a clear mind, knowing that he, Zhang Hengyi, and Fang Yi were both opponents and teammates, not mortal enemies.

"Yan!"

Accompanied by a majestic dragon's roar, a wisp of life descended, and a green dragon, as if carved from jade, landed at Zhang Heng's feet.

Feeling the crisscrossing puppet threads, seemingly there yet not there, dozens of them already intersected on the Azure Dragon Fighting Technique.

With a flick of his fingers, he used his palm as a blade to cut off the puppet strings.

"Pfft!"

Even though the three thousand puppet threads broke, new puppet threads, tainted with decay and withered Daoist essence, continued to entwine around them, making them impossible to eradicate.

Zhang Hengyi shook his head helplessly. Having lost the initiative, the three preliminary dojos were entangled, while the puppet strings moved freely and unrestrained.

He wasn't without a way to counter it, but when fighting against a master of the same generation, it wasn't worth risking a bloody confrontation.

not to mention
"From glory to decay, is this the path that Junior Nephew Qingyang has chosen?"

He gazed intently at Fang Yi, sensing the dim, golden light that had somehow enveloped the Mechanism Seal.

Withering, decay, and decay symbolize the Daoist principle of "death of wood," which evolves into the withering of plants and the decay of spiritual roots.

"That's all."

Zhang Heng understood Fang Yi's meaning in a short while.

As a fellow cultivator of the Wood Dao, he specialized in the Way of Wood Life, and his lifespan of six hundred years was continuously enhanced.

Fang Yi chose to cultivate the Way of Wood Death, making concessions. Although there were still conflicts regarding the spiritual resources and food of the Wood Dao, it was no longer as close to a Dao struggle as before.

in this way
Compared to You Xishan, Fang Yi was ultimately of the same lineage and therefore closer to him.

Zhang Hengyi had never forgotten that Yan Youtai of Tianji Peak died under mysterious circumstances, most likely with some connection to Fang Yi.

"The Qingyang Sect Leader has won this battle. In the battle of Qianbo Lake, we are willing to follow the Sect Leader's lead."

He bowed respectfully to make his choice. Fang Yi demonstrated his ability to fight against a Grandmaster, and taking a step back was not a problem.

"The Way of Wood's Death?"
The sect leader is hiding his true identity very well.

Looking at the withered Daoist charm on the Jishu Dharma Seal, You Xishan instantly understood that the biggest conflict between Zhang Hengyi and Fang Yi had been resolved.

In that case, they would surely do Fang Yi a favor and wouldn't do him any favors.

He wasn't angry; instead, his eyes showed admiration.

The Great Cloud is barren, and the path to immortality is long and arduous; losing the initiative means losing everything.
He was defeated by his fellow disciples. Given the strength of Xuan Yang Mountain, Fang Yi, Heng Yi, Wu Hua and he would then fight against the Fire Worship Cult together.

The stronger Fang Yi is, the less pressure he feels.

The conflict between the path of death and Zhang Heng's need for resources is minimal. With mediation from within the sect, the two will not do anything that would hurt their friends and please their enemies because their paths clash.
"Senior Brother Xishan, Uncle Hengyi is too kind."

With a wave of his sleeve, Fang Yi sent the gray mechanical seal into his brow, and the crisscrossing puppet threads dissipated.

Sensing You Xishan's goodwill and Zhang Heng's dissipated malice, he nodded slightly.

Compared to the empty title of being the first person of the seventh generation of the Daoist lineage, he valued the personal relationships of great masters like Zhang Hengyi and You Xishan more.

The Deer Demon Child is hidden in Sudu Mountain. If he wants to complete the "Scripture of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing", he will need the help of cultivators.

Even if he and Xu Qingshe both broke through to the Great True Person realm, they would still be no match for the old monster Lu Xiaozi.

However, if we add another third-tier high-grade Celestial Mystery Master and a Great True Person who inherits the foundation of the Ancestral Hall...
With such a strong foundation, there is great potential if we simply lure the Deer Demon out of Sudu Mountain.
Even if they fail to lure out the Deer Demon, the four of them have a good chance of severely injuring or killing it by sneaking into Sudu Mountain, thus capturing the Deer Demon alive.

Fang Yi knew perfectly well what was going on.

Those who cultivate the "Scripture of Life, Death and Prosperity" possess profound knowledge and long lifespans, but they also have shortcomings.

Cultivation progress is relatively slow
He was like that, and so was the Deer Demon Child.
Fang Yi looked at Zhang Hengyi and You Xishan and spoke without any politeness.

“Let us return to Qianbo Lake first and then discuss this further, lest Yu Yuanzi discover our weakness.”

"Now, the Jade Water Pavilion has more than one Grand Master."

You Xishan nodded slightly. "I have fought with Yu Yuanzi several times and have glimpsed some of her strengths."

"You can inform the sect leader upon returning to Qianbo Lake."

“Good, everything will be as the sect leader says.” Zhang Hengyi nodded in agreement, without taking advantage of seniority or acting like a senior.

Although both are listed on the Pure Yang Golden List, their paths are different, so there is no need to be overly cautious.

He had a vague suspicion that the true masters of the Qingmu Palace already knew that Fang Yi had obtained the inheritance of the Puppet Dao.

The lineage of the Way of Wood Death is also extremely famous in the Green Wood Palace, which has produced Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

Watching Fang Yi, Zhang Hengyi, and You Xishan leave with smiles on their faces.

Huo Zhao's expression was strange, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he spoke with difficulty in a dry voice.

"Master has surpassed the Great Immortal!?"

"Yes, Master did indeed win the battle just now." Qin Yu was also incredulous. After repeatedly circulating his divine sense and casting several purification spells, he finally confirmed it.

"Master has won!"

"Hahahaha, from this day forward, my Five Extremes Peak lineage will also have a Grand Master presiding over it!"

Li Heng was overjoyed, for he had already experienced the might of the Great True Man on the Abyss Sea.

Zhang Hengyi and You Xishan broke through, and it was thought that their development would be hindered after the Five Extremes Peak. No matter how strong the Sect Master was, could he still be compared with the Great Master?
Looking back now
With sufficient foundation, the sect leader is on par with the grand master.

The next day.

Xuanyang Mountain, Tianji Peak is shrouded in clouds and mist, a jade crane flaps its wings, and a waterfall cascades down three thousand feet.

Zhaixing Pavilion
Tian Quezi's withered five fingers reached out, holding a communication jade talisman.

"The battle at Qianbo Lake has already been decided in terms of who was in charge?"

Is it Xishan, or Hengyi?

He probed the jade talisman with his divine sense, a rare look of curiosity appearing in his eyes.

You Xishan inherited the Zhou Tian Bagua diagram, and his Dao of Heavenly Secrets entered the third rank of superior grade. After breaking through to the Great True Person level, he was no weakling among his peers.

Zhang Hengyi's condensation of the Golden Elixir, coupled with the profound knowledge and accumulated foundation of the Ancestral Master's Hall, made his foundation in the Way of Wood Life extremely strong.

Even if the two were to fight to the death, it would be difficult to determine a winner.

lean less,
Tian Quezi withdrew his divine sense, his withered fingers caressing the warm jade talisman, his eyes filled with an inscrutable expression, as he murmured softly.

"The Way of Wood's Death?"
Fang Yi, that kid, actually gained quite a bit from Yuan Hai in refining the Puppet Dao's core magic seal.

"So they're eyeing that 'Book of Withering and Flourishing' from the Green Wood Palace? Not bad, that's a promising avenue."
For over a thousand years, the Great Cloud Sect has lacked a top-tier sect to govern it, and even Nascent Soul True Monarchs are unwilling to come to this place of exile with its sparse spiritual energy.

The fourth-order inheritance is almost extinct.

The Green Wood Palace is, after all, a powerful Nascent Soul sect with a thousand-year history. The scroll of withering and flourishing is said to have profound roots, seemingly connected to ancient Daoist traditions.

"One life, one death; one withering, one flourishing."

Fang Yixiu, having died, comprehended the decay and withering of the Dao; Heng Yixing, through the Dao of Wood's life, evolved a Dao field of vitality.

Tian Quezi's turbid gaze pierced through layers of magical restrictions and landed on the Ancestral Hall, where the branches of a shady locust tree were becoming increasingly luxuriant.

"In this way, it will save Brother Guang Sheng from trouble."

Three days later, the sun will be high in the sky.

The lake shimmers with light, and occasionally a lively fish leaps up, while egrets flap their wings.

A small boat with a black awning gently swayed and landed slowly in front of the gate of the Jade Water Pavilion, and a cold divine sense rose up.

"Yu Yuanzi, come out here!"

(End of this chapter)