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

Chapter 86: Taoist Ku appears?
Fang Yi urged on with his magic power, and azure spring water gathered at his fingertips. The spring water gurgled and washed the head clean in a few breaths.

Looking at the face that was somewhat similar to Wei Guan, he already had some guesses in his mind, but his face remained calm.

He was sure that no third person knew about his fight with Wei Guan and Wei Ya, and he cleaned up the mess extremely cleanly.

As for Xu Qingshe's purpose, it will be known after a few probings.

Fang Yi looked at Xu Qingshe with a puzzled look.

"Who is this person?"

"Brother Xu, I am indeed not unfamiliar with him."

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Fang, don't you think you look familiar?"

"This man's surname is Wei and his name is Gai. He is a cultivator from the Wei family of Jinxiu Pavilion."

Fang Yi shook his head, his heart was calm, but the doubt in his eyes became more and more intense.

"How could Fellow Daoist Xu be your enemy? The Wei family of Jinxiu Tower has a Foundation Establishment cultivator in charge, so they are not to be trifled with."

"Brother Xu, please be careful and don't let the news leak out!"

"Brother Fang, do you know that Wei Gai has a biological brother named Wei Guan?"

When Xu Qingshe said this, she paused for an inexplicable moment, thinking of how Wei Gai had been deeply in love with his brother a few hours ago, and her tone was strange.

"He just found out that his brother had died and came to Xiaoxuan Peak. Does Fellow Daoist Fang have anything to say?"

What Xu Qingshe said was not entirely true. 'Old Chen' told her that Fan Dacheng's energy had already disappeared at Xiaoxuan Peak.

He went to the Qingzhu Courtyard to look for Fang Yi, but neither Fan Dacheng nor Fang Yi was anywhere to be seen.

He followed the remaining breath of Fan Dacheng, but unexpectedly was stopped by Wei Gai.

Although Wei Gai's cultivation level is lower than his brother's, he is still very difficult to deal with.

Xu Qingshe tried hard to capture him alive but failed, so he took his head to trick Fang Yi.

Seeing that Fang Yi was not interested, he also began to doubt.

"Mr. Chen, this fellow Daoist seems to be unaware of this matter."

Aura flowed on the bronze ring.

'I told you a long time ago that Shou Xiu is thick-skinned and black-hearted. Even if you catch him fighting with Wei Guan on the spot, he will not admit it.

Besides, Xu boy, you only have some clues now.

Xu Qingshe sighed inwardly, this Fang Yi was really slippery and ruthless.

Fang Yi looked at the frequency of the spiritual light flowing in the bronze ring in front of him.

On the other hand, I was somewhat dumbfounded by the complicated relationship between the two brothers of the Wei family.

The brother is not a brother, and the sister-in-law is not a sister-in-law.

Husband and wife are not husband and wife, brothers are not brothers.

This fellow Daoist Wei Guan is truly a ruthless person.

Fang Yi did not want to get entangled with Xu Qingshe any longer. After all, the top-level secret realm of the first level was dangerous for him now.

He just made up an excuse.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, I once bought a bottle of top-quality Four Seasons Water from fellow Daoist Wei Guan.

He is a great cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training, and his life or death is still uncertain. Fellow Daoist Xu, please be extra careful."

"If there is nothing important, I will leave first. Fellow Daoist Qingsong is still waiting in Xiaoxuan Peak."

Seeing that her goal was not achieved, Xu Qingshe didn't care.

"Four Seasons Water?"

"Friend Fang is now striving to become a top-grade puppet master."

As a second best option, it would be good to have one or two more high-quality puppets.

Fang Yi would naturally not tell him that he was already a top-grade puppet master and had already begun preparing to refine a quasi-second-level spirit puppet.

"Fellow Daoist Xu has a keen eye. I am indeed studying the method of refining a first-grade, top-grade puppet."

Seeing this, Xu Qingshe seemed to be lost in thought. He took out a jade slip from his storage bag, and his spiritual consciousness poured into it, wondering what he was engraving on it.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, refining a puppet requires the most profound understanding of the mind. I want to make a deal with you."

"Friend Xu, what is the deal?"

Fang Yi knew that Xu Qingshe had the remnant soul of the Nascent Soul with him. Judging from the lifespan and experience of the old Nascent Soul monster, he must have some background that he was not aware of.

"There is a secret method that can refine the soul. I wonder if you can exchange it for a fire-proof puppet for me."

After saying that, Xu Qingshe threw a half-engraved jade slip to Fang Yi.

Fang Yi took the jade slip, swept his spiritual consciousness over it, and the Yuan Chen spiritual technique was imprinted into his spiritual consciousness.

He studied it carefully and felt that this "Yuan Chen Spiritual Art" was extremely mysterious. It was at least a fragment of a third-level soul secret technique.

After a stick of incense.

Fang Yi was reading to the most exquisite part when the record in the jade slip suddenly stopped.

After withdrawing his consciousness from the jade slip, Fang Yi saw Xu Qingshe's face full of confidence.

Xu Qingshe spoke with a half-smile. After being rejected so many times by Fang Yi, he must be tempted this time.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, can this 'Yuan Chen Spiritual Technique' be used as a reward?"

In his previous life, Fang Yi was only at the middle level of the Dao foundation, and he didn't know much about the upper level of the Dao foundation.

He thought that the unfinished part of "Yuan Chen Spiritual Art" was exactly the inheritance he lacked the most. This was a secret method involving the "spirit" among the three treasures of perfect foundation building: essence, qi, and spirit.

Although the hook is straight and the bait is salty, this secret method is indeed extremely precious. Xu Qingshe had obviously prepared it in advance.

This secret method of "Yuan Chen Spiritual Technique" is indeed extremely suitable for the spirit puppet master, and it also involves the top-grade Taoist foundation. In the entire Xuanyang Sect, there should be no secret method that is so suitable for Fang Yi.

Fang Yi pondered for a moment, with some sincerity in his tone.

"This secret method is now in its infancy, but it is also a top-level first-level soul inheritance. As a deposit for refining a fire-proof puppet, it is indeed far more than what Fellow Daoist Xu has to say."

"However, fellow Daoist, please do not say too much about the first-level secret realm. With my current cultivation level, I will never take the risk of going there."

Xu Qingshe smiled slightly when she saw Fang Yi relax. With the help of the remnant soul of the Nascent Soul, she had no shortage of secret techniques. This secret technique was extremely precious to Fang Yi, but not to her.

Besides, all things are difficult at the beginning. As long as Fang Yi agrees to this matter, everything else will be much easier.

Xu Qingshe felt that she was influenced by Fang Yi, the longevity cultivator, and seemed to have gotten rid of some of the influence of the fire of the baking furnace method, and was no longer so impatient.

"Fellow Daoist Fang Yi even gave up the Fire Mulberry Seed, the spiritual object for building his foundation. Naturally, this Yuanchen Spiritual Technique cannot allow you to take the risk."

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist. This secret method is just a deposit for refining the Fire-Proofing Puppet. Once you refine a top-grade Fire-Proofing Puppet, I will give you the rest of the secret method."

Fang Yi nodded slightly. Although his cultivation had not yet reached the high level of Qi training, he was not prepared to tell others that he could refine a first-grade top-quality puppet.

Moreover, this "Yuan Chen Spiritual Art" is already at the top level of the first level, which is enough for him to practice to the ninth level of Qi training.

Besides, he had already guessed Xu Qingshe's purpose, but it was just a matter of each taking what they needed.

"Fellow Daoist Xu thinks highly of me, so I naturally have no objection. However, the materials for refining this Fire-Repelling Puppet are hard to find, so I need you to provide them yourself."

Xu Qingshe was delighted when she saw Fang Yi agreed.

He had already sought out several first-rank, mid-grade puppeteers to refine the fire-proof puppet, but the puppet master's inheritance was rare.

The spiritual levels of those puppet masters were average. Even with the help of the fragments of the spiritual secret technique "Yuan Chen Spiritual Technique", the puppets they refined were unable to reach the required quality.

But since Fang Yi is about to break through to the first-grade top-grade puppetry skills, he should be able to achieve his goal.

As for the materials used to refine the Fire-Proof Puppet, eighty to ninety percent of them had already been consumed by several previous puppeteers.

Xu Qingshe planned to go to the Red Fire Secret Realm again after some time.

"In that case, I'll have to trouble you, Daoist Fellow."

Xuanyang Mountain.

There are many ancient trees in the Chiming Valley.

Several black crows spread their wings and flew up, bringing with them a gloomy air.

Yan Youtai led his two junior brothers and bowed slightly to the old monk in front of the valley.

He spoke in a respectful tone.

"Uncle Chu, I need to enter the valley on the orders of my master."

The old monk in the rocking chair smoothed his messy hair and opened his slightly closed eyes.

His tone was sharp.

"Young man Yan, although the life span of a Tianji master like you is very short, you shouldn't be choosing a burial site at such a young age, right?"

"It's impossible that you will die younger than me, an old Taoist priest."

Yan Youtai lifted a strand of white hair from his temples, recalling how he had been searching for the withered Taoist priest in Xuanyang Mountain for a long time and finally found the trace of him.

"Uncle Chu, the sect suspects there are spies lurking in the Scarlet Nether Valley, so they've sent me to investigate."

Uncle Chu didn't care.

"Spy, what kind of spy would lurk in this shady place?"

"Young man Yan, could it be that you have been confused by fortune-telling?"

Yan Youtai naturally believed that he had obtained the results of divination with the help of Tianwu Jue.

When it comes to his own opportunities, he will never let Taoist Ku escape from his grasp.

He suppressed his dissatisfaction, chuckled, and said nothing more.

If it were an ordinary person who had established his foundation, with his current status and the talent he displayed in the secret of heaven, he should be given some face, whether for himself or for the younger generations of his family.

But the uncle Chu in front of him had his foundation severely damaged during the last Jiazi beast tide, and his life span was greatly reduced. Now he is just guarding the tomb in this Chiming Valley and waiting to die.

He has no family, no children, no disciples to inherit his skills. He is alone and naturally fearless.

Seeing the handsome monk with deep scheming in front of him, Uncle Chu handed over the token in his hand and smiled without saying a word, and spat towards the rocking chair.

"You Tianji masters are all very filthy-hearted. Which unlucky cultivator is being schemed against by you?"

"Well, since it has nothing to do with me, I won't waste my breath on it.

For the sake of Tianque Zhenren, please get in."

Uncle Chu took the black token, glanced at it briefly, and threw it back into Yan Youtai's arms.

He waved his sleeves and a red beam shot into the Chiming Valley.

Gloomy clouds rolled in, and cold air filled the air. The protective formation of the Chiming Valley revealed an entrance with a radius of about ten feet.

Seeing Yan Youtai couldn't wait to enter, Uncle Chu gave instructions.

“Although this is just the place where the Qi training disciples of the Xuanyang Sect sit and die.

If it is not necessary, Master Yan should leave this place in peace."

"arrive!"

In the valley, Yan Youtai and his two fellow apprentices walked through a shady locust tree forest and stopped.

Looking at the place in front of him, he waved his sleeves and raised the Tianji Bagua Plate.

Yan Youtai pinched his fingers and made magic gestures, and one magic seal after another was cast into the Bagua plate floating in the air.

With the surge of its wood attribute magic power.

The Tianji Bagua Plate began to rotate slowly, and ancient marks appeared.

"Qian, Kun", "Kan, Li"

"Gen, Dui", "Zhen, Xun..."

The eight trigrams runes glowed, guided by a trace of energy obtained in the half-demon chamber.

Yan Youtai closed his eyes slightly and continued to calculate the whereabouts of Taoist Ku under the protection of his two junior brothers.

'found it! ’

"Master Ku, even though you've tried to hide it many times, I still found your flaw! !"

(End of this chapter)