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

Chapter 854 Nascent Soul Appears on the Ice Plain, Guang Sheng Awakens
"White Bone Gate Abyss Sea," Yu Yuanzi said with difficulty, forcing himself to speak.

"boom!"

The protective barriers on the Overturning Heaven and Sea Banner shattered, and a vast spiritual aura surged out in all directions.

"It's Xuan Yangshan's scheme."

With her last bit of magic power exhausted, she gazed longingly at the Jade Water Pavilion, her eyes filled with reluctance. Then, her remaining life force was extinguished in an instant, like a candle flame in the wind.

Yuan Hai's withered fingers gripped Yu Yuan's fair neck tightly, and he took a step forward.

Fang Yi patted the Returning Origin Gourd at his waist, and the aroma of wine filled the air. A crimson spiritual light enveloped the azure precious pill in Yuan Hai's hand, along with his physical body, and they fell into the gourd.

"Master!"

A mournful roar came from the depths of the Azure Water Pavilion, and the azure water surged into the sky. Ruan Yuxi transformed into a blur and rushed out in an instant.

Fang Yi reached out and beckoned, and the tattered, dimly lit Overturning Heaven and Sea Banner fell into his hand.

"Only three protective barriers remain."

He shook his head slightly, not surprised at all.

The killing of Yu Yuanzi was the result of much planning and calculation, knowing that she intended to attack the Fire Worship Sect. Otherwise, with the advantage of terrain and the assistance of the Great Master Yang Xu, it wouldn't have been so simple.
"How brave!"

Yang Xu, having completely incinerated his life-bound poison, was enraged, his hair standing on end. Before ten breaths had passed, Yu Yuanzi was murdered by a scheme.

As a fellow Grand Master, he could see that Yu Yuanzi had many tricks up his sleeve before being killed in one blow.

Yang Xu's eyes flashed with icy blue fire, his anger subsided, and he looked at Fang Yi with apprehension.

"A single, decisive strike, without the slightest hesitation, already displaying the aura of a swordsman from the Suspended Sword Sect."

Xuan Yang Mountain truly produces many talented individuals!

His cloud-like robes rustled loudly, and bronze armor plates emerged from beneath them, with circular spiritual patterns outlining the plates, transforming them into a massive, impenetrable suit of armor.

Yang Xu unleashed the Black Prison Pearl, then gripped the Ice Flame Axe and unleashed a fierce axe light.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother Fang Yi."

A ray of starlight fell, and the Eight Trigrams diagram of the Zhou Tian system shimmered with the light of an axe.

You Xishan stood on the Dharma platform, side by side with Fang Yi, their energy connected.

"Yu Yuan underestimated us. He was caught off guard by his junior brother's calculated attack and was killed before he could even unleash a single killing technique."
The Great Master of the Jade Water Pavilion has perished just like that.

"Nephew Qingyang is quite skilled."

A continuous blue light rolled, and a bolt of lightning from the Great Void Shaking Cloud Boat repelled the Black Prison Pearl. Zhang Heng stepped onto the boat, surrounded by blue and purple lightning, and landed three zhang away from Fang Yi.

His eyes widened in surprise. He had only intended to give it a try, never expecting that Yu Yuanzi would actually fall at Fang Yi's hands.

Fortunately, Fang Yi cultivates the Way of Wood Death, and the two follow different paths.
"Buzz!"

Gray, silver, and cyan spiritual light flowed, and the three people's auras were completely connected, crushing down on Yang Xu.

"boom!"

"Roar!"

A roar filled with primal energy resounded, the black water rippled, and a thousand-year-old Ren Shui tortoise with a powerful aura and a dark shell stepped out.

Ruan Yuxi landed on the jade-like tortoise shell, her eyes filled with sorrow.

Given the profound resources of the Biyue Pavilion, Yu Yuanzi would not have perished so easily if he hadn't been plotting to trap the Fire Worship Sect.

"A thousand-year-old turtle of the Ren water element!"

"It really is him, the guardian spirit beast left behind by the founder of the Azure Water Pavilion."

"The Jade Water Pavilion has such a profound history?"

Above the foul-smelling black water, several voices, some knowing and some astonished, rang out as they gazed at the old tortoise whose life force had withered away.

Yang Xu, clad in bronze armor with a shimmering glass mirror behind him, cursed under his breath.

'waste!
"With such profound knowledge and skills, he didn't even know how to utilize them, and was thus killed in a single blow by Fang Yi, who led two Grandmasters."

His eyes were deep and his mind was racing. Now, the Azure Water Pavilion also had two Grand Masters and one Sect Master.

Facing the Xuan Yang Mountain side.
Yang Xu's gaze swept over Zhang Hengyi and You Xishan, finally landing on Fang Yi, who stood above Yuan Hai with horns on his head, wearing white bone armor, and surrounded by gray mist.

He shook his head inwardly.

In the later stages of Core Formation, magical power undergoes a transformation, and the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit merge into the precious elixir, evolving into the prototype of a Daoist temple.

A cultivator at the mid-stage of Core Formation is already a prodigy, a powerful figure who can surpass other cultivators of the same level and be called a sect leader.

Those who can truly fight against a Grandmaster are few and far between: sword cultivators who fight on the brink of death and kill countless enemies; and array masters who set up formations and defend dangerous locations.
A third-tier superior-grade puppeteer can also achieve this level with the help of top-tier puppets.

'Ruan Yuxi is no match for Fang Yi.'

Thinking of this, Yang Xu's fighting spirit vanished, and he immediately used his divine sense to execute the telepathic law enforcement technique.

A few moments
Having received some kind of promise, Ruan Yuxi's murderous intent subsided, and she gazed at Fang Yi and the other two with a quiet gaze.

"Qingyangzi Fang Yi, Ancestral Master Zhang Hengyi, Tianji Peak Tian Que, I will remember them."

"boom!"

Within the Azure Water Pavilion, beams of spiritual light soared into the sky, and the power of water element gathered, transforming into a feathered serpent over ten zhang long, with six wings on its back, its entire body covered in blue scales, and its eyes tightly closed.

Ruan Yuxi waved her hand and released a soul bead, which merged into the six-winged feathered serpent.

The snake slowly opened its eyes, its scarlet pupils radiating a fierce, beastly intent.

"Shout!"

"All cultivators of the Azure Water Pavilion, withdraw!"

You Xishan's eyes were solemn. Behind him, the eight trigrams of the I Ching, Qian, Kun, Kan, and Li, changed and deduced the energy flow.

"The Six-Winged Feathered Serpent is the one who achieved the perfect Core Formation stage and followed the founder of the Azure Water Pavilion to establish the sect."

Although its lifespan has ended, leaving behind a demonic soul, it now benefits from the restrictions of the Azure Water Pavilion, and within half an hour, it is no weaker than a sect leader.

His eyes were filled with apprehension as he watched the streaks of light rising from the Azure Water Pavilion and retreating towards the border of the Great Yun Dynasty, muttering to himself.

"Do not pursue a desperate enemy."
The sect's plan has been successfully completed; there's no need to fight to the death with the Azure Water Pavilion.

Zhang Heng held a jade ruler in one hand, and behind him, the illusory shadows of green bamboo rose up, transforming into a continuous bamboo forest that evolved into the prototype of a Taoist temple.

He was wary of Ruan Yuxi and Yang Xu, and spoke in a deep voice.

"If it weren't for Yu Yuanzi's cunning intentions in trying to lure the Zoroastrian Master into the game, the outcome of this contest would still be uncertain."

"Fortunately, the sect leader is more skilled. Now the Fire Worship Sect has entered the game, but Yu Yuanzi has lost his life."

Fang Yi wore a jade crown, his blue robes fluttering in the wind. He stood tall and straight, like a pine tree on a cliff, a plum blossom braving the snow, a deep pool and a majestic mountain.

With a flick of his sleeve, Yu Yuanzi's storage bag flew out and landed in front of You Xishan. "However, the Burning Heart Glazed Mirror was also taken away."

"Don't worry, without the fortune of the Azure Water Pavilion, the power of that glass mirror is only 30% left."
This is already the limit within the sect; continuing further would quite likely attract the attention of a Nascent Soul True Monarch.
Yu Yuanzi is dead, but to the Zoroastrian Church he was just a pawn. They can easily raise another pawn if they lose one.

Yang Xu is different. As a direct disciple of the Zoroastrian sect, his life is precious and cannot be harmed now, lest it attract the attention of a Nascent Soul True Monarch.”

You Xishan took the storage bag, his hand radiating starlight as he broke through layers of magical restrictions. He then probed the bag with his divine sense.

"Junior Brother Fang obtained the Jade Abyss Treasure Pill and brewed the Returning Origin Blood Wine. The spiritual items in this storage bag will not participate in the profit sharing."

He channeled his magical power, and the spiritual items in his storage bag were split in two, with half of them being enveloped in a ray of spiritual light and flying out.

"Junior Brother Hengyi, this is your harvest."

Zhang Heng glanced enviously at the Guiyuan Gourd at Fang Yi's waist, which was already surrounded by the aroma of wine, before putting the spiritual object away.

If he had a choice, he would definitely choose Yu Yuanzi's Treasure Pill, Tian Quezi's century-old wine yeast, and then the Great Master of the Waterway to refine the Returning Origin Blood Wine.

Water nourishes wood, greatly benefiting the foundation and enhancing one's cultivation.
All cultivators who aspire to the path of cultivation know how to make their choices.

An hour later.

"Shout!"

With a mournful roar, the six-winged feathered serpent, formed from precious light, dissipated into vapor, vanishing completely without a trace. A six-pointed plum blossom appeared in Fang Yi's eyes, sensing the shift in fortune.

A phantom of a great sun rose from his eyes, completely crushing the azure river and pressing down on the clouds in all directions.

"here we go"

"Yes, it's started."

Holding a book, You Xishan's eyes shone with starlight, sensing the changes in the fortune of Xuan Yang Mountain.

"The fourth-generation patriarch, Yi Xingzi, sacrificed his life to help a great master of Medicine King Valley cultivate the Dao of alchemy."

Now, that Great True Immortal has condensed his Nascent Soul and is known as True Lord Nongsu, supporting his sect's dominance over the Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World.
Now, the matter of the Great Yu Ten Thousand Mile Ice Plains Spirit Vein being upgraded has also come into play.

The two True Lords of the Zoroastrian sect, Crimson Flame and Fiery Blaze, are respectively suppressing the sect and vying for the opportunity of the spiritual vein.

"Senior Brother Xishan leaked a piece of information."

"Through clandestine maneuvers, even the True Lord of Agriculture and Millet in Medicine King Valley was unaware of his Martial Uncle Red Eyebrows' plot to condense the Nascent Soul."

Zhang Heng looked at the spiritual veins shrinking into the ground within the Biyue Pavilion, his eyes filled with excitement, yet also tinged with a hint of fear.

"We have done everything we could to seize the fortune of the Azure Water Pavilion."

Now, returning to Xuan Yang Mountain to lend a helping hand to my Uncle-Master Chi Mei, the future will depend on the accumulated strength of the ancestors.

"Condensing the Nascent Soul and assuming the position of True Monarch," Fang Yi's eyes were filled with longing. Having cultivated for two lifetimes, this was the first time he had been involved in such a grand undertaking.

"After returning to Xuan Yang Mountain, it will be time for the top Grand Masters of the Fire Worship Sect to take action and punish us."

His thoughts raced, and he murmured to himself, 'The condensation of the Nascent Soul involves three great tribulations: breaking through the core to form the Nascent Soul, the tribulation of inner demons, and the Six-Nine Thunder Tribulation.'
Limited by his foundation in his previous life, he failed to achieve the unity of the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit, and even failed to break through the elixir and transform into an infant.

Who knows how many spiritual treasures Xuan Yang Mountain has accumulated over a thousand years to prepare for Chi Meizi's tribulation?

Xuanyang Mountain.

Tianji Peak is shrouded in clouds and mist, where azure-feathered cranes flap their wings and gracefully weave through the clouds.

Amidst lush forests and tall bamboos, a silver waterfall cascades down three thousand feet.

Tian Quezi pointed to his dove-shaped staff and stood on the Star-Picking Pavilion. Behind him, illusory figures, draped in stars and holding divination sticks, were evolving the changes of the heavens.

"That lowly servant girl, Yu Yuanzi, has perished?"

"That lowly maid has perished?"

"Fall?"

Sensing the collapse of the Azure Water Pavilion's fortune, the Qian and Kun trigrams flowed in his eyes, and as he spoke, heavy voices rang out, layer upon layer.

"That kid Fang Yi killed him?"

"The brat killed him?"

"To strike and kill?"

"Kill"

Tian Quezi's eyes showed admiration, his spirit swirled, and he was draped in starlight behind him. The phantom of the divination he held merged with the Dharma body.

His gaze swept across the underground fire vein, where a red sun was breathing in spiritual energy.

"The final scene is about to begin."
Xuanyang Mountain, with its thousand-year heritage and the long-cherished wish of generations of patriarchs, is now converging on this final moment.

"Senior Brother Guang Sheng, it's time to wake up!"

At Lingyang Peak, in the Ancestral Hall, a beam of starlight descended.

A hundred-foot-tall locust tree with gnarled branches and a canopy that stretched like a canopy, surrounded by phosphorescent flames, seemed to breathe in the earth's energy.

"Crack!"

As the locust leaves withered and fell, the sorcerer's markings, shrouded in yin energy, became visible, and the old bark of the yin locust tree peeled away layer by layer.

"When a person dies, they become a ghost; the shade of a tree becomes a locust tree; the human is yang, the ghost is yin; the sky is yang, the earth is yin."

Ancient chanting resounded, and an invisible energy spread through the Xuan Yang Mountain along the earth's veins.

The Azure Light Five Elements Mansion is entirely verdant and refreshing amidst the bamboo, the Mysterious Void Crimson Palace rests atop the Precious Flame Lotus, and the Vast Sea Cave is nestled within the Heart-Cleansing Vine.
On each of the third-tier spiritual plants personally cultivated by Huang Guangsheng, human figures emerged, transforming into illusory figures of ancestors holding dove-shaped staffs, wearing hemp clothing, and covered with witchcraft patterns.

One by one, the ancestors, surrounded by a ghostly aura and wearing bronze masks, danced the Nuo dance, converging on the shady locust tree beside the ancestral hall.
Hundreds of feet underground, magma surged, and the robust fire veins, like dragons with thick scales, were majestic and vast.

At the dragon's mouth, mist gathers, and the [Radiant Crimson Fire Cave] floats, melting gold and iron.

Beside a shimmering spiritual pool, surrounded by mist, Red-Eyebrowed Master sat cross-legged, his long eyebrows trembling.

Sensing the evolution of starlight in the sky and the deep yin energy of the earth's veins, he murmured softly.

"Junior Brother Guang Sheng, Junior Brother Tian Que"

"call!"

His eyes slightly closed, his robes fluttering wildly as they transformed into a crimson sun, swallowing spiritual energy from all directions and evolving into a fiery spiritual pool.

"The Zoroastrianism, a thousand-year-old feud, let's see who has the superior skill."

After one month.

Dayu is a vast, icy plain.

The cold wind howled, and snowflakes drifted down; as far as the eye could see, there was only a thick layer of ice.

"boom!"

The thirty-six gilded fire seeds breathed out the power of fire element, evolving into various strange phenomena such as fire crows flapping their wings, red dragons exhaling their breath, and fiery elephants stomping the ground.

The intense fire elemental power stirred up ripples, transforming into an inverted bowl lid that sheltered a small town in the deep, frigid ice plains.

"arrive!"

A flash of icy blue light disappeared in an instant. Yang Xu, clad in a robe of mysterious light and mist, landed with Ruan Yuxi in a city filled with magical restrictions.

"We've arrived. Fellow Daoist Yu Xi, please come with me to pay our respects to True Lord Huo Lie."

The sect highly values ​​the Azure Water Pavilion. They believe that simply inviting a Perfected Core Formation cultivator from within the sect would be enough to decisively defeat the Xuan Yang cultivators and re-establish the Azure Water Pavilion's lineage.

A flash of hatred crossed Ruan Yuxi's eyes, but her red lips parted slightly, like a nightingale singing in a secluded valley, soothing and refreshing.

"I entrust everything to Senior Brother Yang. If you can rebuild the Biyue Pavilion, I will have no way to repay you."

A faint fragrance wafted into Yang Xu's nostrils, and a thought inexplicably surfaced in his mind.

Such a beauty is going to be a bargain, you clueless Bai Yuan.
Bai Yuan has reached the peak of Core Formation and is considered a potential Nascent Soul cultivator within the sect. However, through dual cultivation with Yu Xi, I can also reach the peak of Core Formation.
Moreover, in terms of background and foundation, the Yang family is also deeply rooted, second only to the Bai family.

"kindness?"

A surge of intense divine sense rose up, melting away all the icy chill accumulated on the crimson magical barrier.

What happened to Yang Xu?

"You youngster, aren't you heading to the Great Cloud Land?"

Yang Xu's expression turned solemn. He knelt on the cold floor tiles and respectfully said:
"Greetings, Senior Uncle Huo Lie. I have important matters to report."

Xuan Yang Mountain is known for its fierce nature. Zhang Hengyi and Tian Quezi, two great masters from the Ancestral Hall and Tianji Peak, along with Fang Yi, a puppeteer who has condensed the Mechanism Seal, besieged Biyue Pavilion.
Now, Yu Yuanzi has been tricked and killed, leaving only Ruan Yuxi, who holds the cultivation level of a sect leader.

"Ancestral Hall?"

Given the profound resources of the Jade Water Pavilion, how could the two Grand Masters have failed to take Yu Yuanzi's life? What exactly happened?

A crimson aura swept over them, enveloping Yang Xu and Ruan Yuxi.

"Come to Liuyan Cave to see me."

Xuan Yang Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, and cultivators can be seen frequently entering and leaving the mountain gate in flying boats or on flying swords.

A beam of azure light descended, and Fang Yi, standing on auspicious clouds and cradling a small silver-white beast, murmured softly.

"arrive."

(End of this chapter)