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

Chapter 873 The Spiritual Object is Obtained, and the Daoist Image is Hidden in the Withering and Flourishing.
"Don't be impatient."

As he felt streams of divine sense sweeping over him like a sudden storm, Fang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and a dim, yellowish spiritual light emanated from his entire body's muscles and bones.

"clang!"

The jade ruyi in his hand struck the golden bell, and the sound of gold and jade clashing echoed, calming his mind and soothing his anger.

"The Nascent Soul Ceremony must be conducted in an orderly manner!"

"With the True Lord here, how can such petty scoundrels be allowed to act so presumptuously?"

"Buzz!"

A wisp of purple mist rose, transforming into ropes that bound the azure jade whale. Crimson Eyebrows stroked the jade whale thoughtfully.

He then glanced at Fang Yi with admiration and teased him.

"You younger generation, having followed me for so long, are not as confident as Fang Yi."
how?

"Don't you trust this old man?"

"Disciple dare not!"

"We dare not."

Seeing the Jade Whale suppressed, the starlight disappeared, the crimson glow dissipated, and the Crimson Eyebrows leaned lazily against the altar.

"According to the ancient customs of Qiongzhou, the Great Dao must be expounded at the Nascent Soul Ceremony in order to guide the next generation."
Concentrate!

Calm down!

"How much enlightenment I can gain from my Nascent Soul stage depends on your fortuitous circumstances and inherent potential."

"Nascent Soul Dao Form!"

Jun Huai, dressed in white robes with his sword sleeves fluttering, stared intently at the execution platform, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

I never expected that the Nascent Soul True Monarch of Xuanyang Mountain would be so bold and generous.

His eyes were solemn, his soul connected with his natal magic sword, he guarded the primordial unity, and gathered the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit to their peak.

"Such a great opportunity must not be missed!"

"Nascent Soul Dao Form?" Among the cultivators of Medicine King Valley surrounded by brown spiritual light, Li Tan pondered these four words carefully.

"What a grand gesture," he murmured softly, as a Bodhi seed, imbued with the aura of wisdom, slipped from his sleeve.

The remaining people, whether they were great masters like Jiuqu and Yin Yue, or Zhang Hengyi, You Xishan and others, all used their own methods.

The Nascent Soul Dao Image represents the true essence of a True Monarch. Even among the top sects of the Great Yu Dynasty, only the direct descendants of the Supreme Elders of each sect, or disciples who have made great contributions to the sect, have the opportunity to see it.
Fang Yi's eyes darkened slightly, surrounded by wisps of dim yellow spiritual light, and his eyes revealed a look of anticipation.

The Nascent Soul True Lord was something he could only dream of in his previous life. Despite his countless schemes and struggles, he ultimately failed to witness his potential.
"Buzz!"

Inside the ancient and simple hall, all the lights and various spiritual lights were extinguished, leaving only a hazy, gray aura and a swirling, indistinct mist.

Surrounded by purple aura, a mysterious Daoist charm connected heaven and earth, and the red cocoon transformed into a chicken egg.

"[Budding]"

"boom!"

The Dharma realm collapsed, and the temperature inside the hall plummeted, turning the place into a chilling, frosty landscape where layers of ice and frost condensed and spread outwards from the Dharma platform.

"This is?"

Fang Yi frowned slightly, and the Azure Cloud Robe instinctively resisted, but was suppressed.

Within his dantian, the three ancient runes on the azure-gold elixir were activated, transforming into a rotating Dharma wheel.

Spring brings forth all things, summer brings scorching heat, autumn brings bountiful harvests, and three lingering shadows emerge.

'A fragmented, nascent form of the Dao?'

I see'

He suddenly realized that, influenced by the Daoist phenomenon of the birth and death of Xuan Yang, the ancient and simple runes that had been condensed since the formation of the core revealed their true essence.

Spring brings forth life, summer fosters growth, autumn harvests, and winter stores away; the cycle of the four seasons is mirrored in the withering and flourishing of plants.
It could also be described as the Nascent Soul Dao Form: the changing of the four seasons.

He felt the strange phenomena constantly changing in his dantian, but he repeatedly collapsed after the scene of abundant harvest at the autumn equinox appeared. He seemed to be deep in thought.

'The cultivation method is incomplete.'
Ultimately, the cycle of life and death, prosperity and decline, was incomplete, leaving this nascent form of the Dao incomplete and fragmented.

'Deer Mandrill'

Fang Yi glanced at Gu Jiushang, who had transformed into the Desolate Dragon Demon King, then focused his gaze on his nose and his heart, guarding his primordial unity.

'We should consider taking action against that old demon, luring him out of his hole to complete the inheritance.'

"Buzz!"

Cold
quiet
In the dimly lit hall, the spiritual energy was completely still, drawing the consciousness of all cultivators into the Xuan Yang Dao Image.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Amidst the bone-chilling cold of ice and snow, a rhythmic, drum-like sound resounded.

On the altar sat a figure sitting cross-legged, gently touching the ground with five fingers.

In the dim, chaotic Xuan Yang Mountain, a wisp of candlelight flickered. The purple spiritual energy completely collapsed, the flame dimmed, but then a rising sun-like aura emerged.

"Xuanzang Shi"
Budding and stirring.
Yang energy is at its peak.
"Returning to the Mysterious End."

A crimson sun rises, its rays nourishing all things until the sun shines brightly, then slowly sets.

The primordial sun rises and falls, and the great sun cycles on and on.
The hall fell into complete silence, without the slightest noise.

On the altar.

Looking at the many cultivators whose consciousnesses were in a state of confusion, who seemed to be deep in thought and had gained some insights, Chi Meizi's eyes lit up slightly.

"They paid a considerable price to show me just how much foundation this disciple of the Great Yu Nascent Soul Sect truly possesses."
First, there was Mount Suspended Sword.

His gaze shifted, and he saw that the Geng metal power above Junhuai's head had transformed into a seven-foot magic sword hanging high above.

The magic sword emitted spiritual light, shattering strands of purple energy, using this Daoist principle to hone its edge.

"His method of 'one sword breaking all laws' is, in terms of killing prowess, first-rate among the many cultivators in the hall."

A faint purple light emanated from the red-browed man's eyes. It was unclear what kind of pupil technique he was using, but he did not disturb any cultivators. He managed to see through most of Junhuai Sword Master's abilities.

"This junior from Medicine King Valley, Li Tan, has reached the eighth level of Core Formation cultivation and is indeed skilled in the art of spiritual plants."
Although her wealth couldn't compare to Yin Yue's, it was still extremely substantial.

The jade bodhi seed was pressed tightly against the altar's brow, and waves of wisdom radiated from it, dissolving the purple aura of the rising sun and transforming it into the most essential and purest Daoist essence.
"This junior's foundation in the cultivation of spiritual plants is no less than that of Junior Brother Guang Sheng before he took the final step and advanced to the quasi-grandmaster level in the cultivation of spiritual plants."

As expected of the top religion of the Great Yu Dynasty, with thousands of years of accumulation and orderly inheritance.

Chi Meizi sighed, no wonder the cultivators of Dayu were arrogant and didn't take the cultivators of Dayun seriously.

Over a thousand years, Xuan Yang Mountain accumulated its fortune and produced Huang Guangsheng, who then perfected the art of spiritual plants.

The Litan sect, which is comparable to Huang Guangsheng, has several members from the Yaowang Valley alone, and the difference in their backgrounds is like heaven and earth.

"Yin Yue and Yu Ji of the Hehuan Sect"

His gaze shifted and landed on the prayer mat where the Hehuan Sect was located.

Pink spiritual light intertwined, yin and yang harmonized, golden lotuses emerged from the earth, and the celestial beings, imbued with the Daoist principles of creation, manifested as wondrous celestial maidens.
Red Eyebrows murmured softly, his eyes flashing with an intense purple light.

"Buzz!"

Two wisps of energy landed in his palm. He scanned them carefully with his divine sense and said regretfully:

"It's a pity about Yin Yue in the end."

If it weren't for the Jianyang Secret Realm incident back then, which damaged the very foundation of his Dharma body, he wouldn't have had the resources but been unable to make further progress.

Even if she had a fourth-tier spiritual object, she wouldn't dare to ask a Nascent Soul True Monarch for help.

As for Core Formation cultivators, mobilizing them would be of no use whatsoever.”

"Jade Maiden."

With a slight thought, Chi Mei looked at the crescent moon mark between the graceful cultivator's brows and noticed something strange.

Now or never.

Aside from the Nascent Soul Ceremony, investigating the foundations of direct descendants of various sects is no simple task.

One or two close associates are fine, but more than that will inevitably attract interference from peers, or even hostility.

A faint glow appeared at his fingertips, about to fall and investigate clearly.

"Yan!"

A crescent moon mark appeared between her brows, its silvery light swirling. Yu Ji's phoenix eyes flickered slightly, her long eyelashes trembling; she was about to awaken.

"Condense!" Red Eyebrows withdrew his divine sense, cast a calming seal, and stopped spying on Jade Princess.

"His physical body is unusual; is it some kind of innate spiritual body? No wonder Yin Yue values ​​this junior so much."

"Once bitten, twice shy; he hid it so well. Junior Brother Tianque's guess was indeed correct."

His expression was calm. Those who had reached the Nascent Soul True Monarch realm had all fought their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, possessing vast knowledge and experience.

Aside from the Supreme Sword Body, the Primordial Demon Body, and the Zhou Tian Dharma Body, these top-tier spiritual bodies are of great use in helping cultivators condense their Nascent Soul.

Ordinary innate spiritual bodies? How could they be taken seriously by a Nascent Soul True Monarch?
"The Xuanjian Mountain and Yaowang Valley are also extraordinary in terms of their profound influence among the various sects in Dayu."

Both top masters from different factions are like this; their chances of winning the battle on the vast icy plains are slim.

Chi Mei's gaze shifted and landed on You Xishan, Zhang Hengyi, and Wu Hua.

"The three main lineage masters in the sect have all reached the seventh level of Core Formation."

Although their cultivation levels are somewhat lower, it doesn't necessarily mean they can't fight.

"Who will take charge of the Wanli Ice Plains matter?" He hesitated between You Xishan and Zhang Hengyi, and finally his gaze fell on Fang Yi.

"Xishan was skilled in divination and received assistance from past masters, completing a century-long plan and achieving the Southern Dipper Golden Elixir."

Hengyi has inherited the profound heritage of the ancestral hall, possessing continuous vitality and being skilled in shamanistic rituals.

Although he only possessed the cultivation level of the seventh stage of Core Formation, it was not difficult for him to entangle cultivators at the eighth or even ninth stage of Core Formation.
Fang Yi is decisive in handling matters. He handled the massacre of the Biyue Pavilion with great skill and was also a top-notch medical cultivator.

However, a cultivation level of only the fifth stage of Core Formation is too low; it's insufficient to control cultivators.

Chi Meizi hesitated, undecided.

"If Fang Yi could break through to the late stage of Core Formation, he would be the best among the three in terms of managing his disciples."

But cultivation level.
If one can master the Forty-Nine Mysterious Technique, that would also be acceptable.

The Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine, one of which is missing. Junior Brother Tianque deduced the cultivation technique with all his might, and its foundation came from the ancient eccentric, Half-Bian Daoist.

In terms of fundamental combat abilities, it is already comparable to ancient and wondrous techniques such as the Great Technique of Heaven and Man Transformation, the True Technique of Dragon and Phoenix Playing, and the Scripture of All Things Transforming into Man.

"Ultimately, it's because my cultivation level is too low."

Chi Mei pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed softly.

Xuan Yang Mountain is in dire need of reconstruction. Its accumulated strength over a thousand years has been exhausted. In terms of combat power at the Core Formation stage, it is still inferior to that before the Nascent Soul stage.

"It is hoped that Fang Yi will master the Forty-Nine Mystic Techniques, temper his precious body, and cultivate both his physical and magical abilities to make up for his lack of magical power."
This will save me from having a headache.

Time passed slowly, and the Xuan Yang Dao Xiang (a form of Daoist philosophy) continued to change.

Within the hall, starlight evolved, life flourished, swords rang out in a melodious clang, and a scene of abundant harvests appeared, along with the evolution of various Daoist domains.
"嘤咛!"

A soft hum came from the prayer mat in the main hall.

Some Core Formation cultivators, lacking sufficient spiritual foundation, slowly awoke. Huo Zhao looked at the cultivators around him who were meditating with their eyes closed, his face showing resentment.

"I was the first one to wake up."

His face was pale, and he felt a faint, sharp pain coming from his lower abdomen. He gritted his teeth and felt a sense of anticipation.

'The profound skills passed down by my master are my last resort.'

As the first Core Formation cultivator awoke, five-colored spiritual light swirled, and one cultivator after another followed closely behind.

Early stage of Core Formation
Mid-stage Core Formation
Late stage of Core Formation
Until the two great masters, Li Kong and Zhong Zheng, awoke with resentment on their faces.

Within moments, only a handful of cultivators remained to comprehend the Nascent Soul Dao Form.

Yin Yue slowly opened her eyes, looking with satisfaction at Yu Ji, who was still in a meditative state behind her. Then she looked at the yellow sand surrounding Jiu Qu, which turned into a rolling river.

Her eyes darkened slightly, and she sighed softly in her heart.

'I am ultimately hampered by my old injuries, and the Hehuan Sect is merely a branch, one level below the main sect's True Lord. The fundamental secrets cannot fall into my hands.'
The Nascent Soul stage!

She glanced enviously at the red-browed figure on the nine-tiered altar, surrounded by purple aura and exuding unfathomable power.

'Back then, I also had the opportunity to go further, but because I was anxious, I was schemed against.'

One wrong step leads to another, until the situation is so dire that it's difficult to recover.

Half a day later.

The Xuan Yang Dao image receded, the spiritual light of the rising sun dissipated, the starlight scattered, and the sword's cry gradually faded.
Above the futon, a faint jade light swirled, and pure spiritual energy transformed into swirling mist, with nine-colored rays of light rolling around.

Yu Ji, Jun Huai, and Li Tan woke up almost simultaneously, while Fang Yi, Zhang Hengyi, You Xishan, and Wu Hua on the other side also opened their eyes.

Fang Yi felt the three runes circulating on the golden core in his dantian.

The spiritual light of the three seasons—green, red, and yellow—alternates, vaguely forming the prototype of a Daoist realm.

'After two hundred years of accumulation through life, death, decay, prosperity and decline, the Daoist phenomena have evolved through the changing seasons.'

This ancient lineage has a solid foundation, pure magical power, and its cultivation progress is far superior to others of the same level.

I initially thought that nothing was perfect and that there were some shortcomings, but now it seems I underestimated him.
He followed the cycle of the four seasons, witnessing the withering and flourishing of plants, absorbing spiritual essence bit by bit, and finally condensing the Dao image to prepare for breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage.

If one's cultivation progresses too quickly and one doesn't experience the full cycle of the four seasons enough, one will be unable to condense the Dao image.

Is this the foundation of the ten ancient sects?

Fang Yi still felt lingering fear. If it weren't for his long lifespan in this life, his careful planning, and his failure to take any pills to force his way through the barrier, he would have been in trouble.

If one is even slightly impatient for quick success, one will never have the chance to attain the Nascent Soul stage.

'The three auspicious signs of spring's birth, summer's growth, and autumn's harvest are complete, representing three-quarters of the total; only winter's storage is missing.'

Even though the Daoist form was incomplete and its initial shape was not yet formed, he vaguely sensed a transformation in his magical power, with his golden core circulating and solidifying.

Even the first-grade Golden Core cultivator seemed to be showing signs of advancing further.

'Truly a miraculous ancient skill!'

As expected of the fundamental inheritance from the ancient Ten Sects Azure Emperor Palace, it can even break through beyond the first-grade Golden Core.
The Azure Emperor Palace doesn't even consider Core Formation cultivators worthy of its attention; only Nascent Soul cultivators are truly being accepted.

Fang Yi vaguely guessed that in ancient times, the Ten Sects ran rampant, with countless geniuses generation after generation, suppressing all those who refused to submit, and giving birth to several Nascent Soul Heavenly Lords.

The ancient and wondrous skills contain hidden secrets; could this be related to the accumulation of Daoist phenomena from the very beginning of one's cultivation?
Unfortunately, the Scripture of Life, Death, Prosperity, and Desolation obtained in my previous life was incomplete. I must first complete the transmission of the cultivation method.

Three days later.

"clang!"

The sound of gold and jade clashing echoed, and the jewels, golden flowers, and lingering purple mist that permeated Xuan Yang Mountain all fell silent.

"Zheng!"

A sword rang out, and in the magnificent hall with its carved railings and jade steps, Chi Meizi had already disappeared from the altar.

Fang Yi, wearing a lotus crown and holding a jade ruyi, his robes fluttering, watched as the cultivators departed one by one.

"Sect Leader Fang, our battle is not over yet. I await you in the Great Yu."

The pure white sword light transformed into a long river. Junhuai bowed respectfully, then swept away Li Kong and the other disciples of the Hanging Sword Sect.

He paid no attention to Fang Yi's reply, nor did he doubt that Fang Yi would go to Dayu.

The barren land of Dayun could only support one Nascent Soul True Monarch after a thousand years of accumulation, and even then, it still needed the assistance of the Jianyang Secret Realm.
All those who are destined for greater heights will head towards the Great Yu.

"This sword maniac"
Sect Leader Fang, Master Guang Sheng is on good terms with my Medicine King Valley. Fellow Daoist, if you come to Dayu, you may come and find me there.”

A continuous brown cloud rises, and the essence of the five grains is transformed, with millet, sorghum, wheat, and beans flourishing.

With a wave of his sleeve, Li Tan and the others from Medicine King Valley fled.

Yin Yue's eyes were slightly closed, her gaze sharp as she scrutinized Fang Yi, who was tall and handsome.

Her dark eyes darkened slightly, and her face showed a look of reminiscence.

"picture
They look so alike!
Back then, that old bastard Guang Sheng was the same; he was undefeated against a Grandmaster of a Great Sect when he was at the mid-stage of Core Formation.

If someone hadn't intervened, that Grandmaster would have been dragged back to his fertile cave.

"Fang Yi, I underestimated you."

After a while, she smiled and glanced at Chiyang Cliff.

He then took out a bulging gold-threaded storage bag from his sleeve and tossed it into Fang Yi's arms.

"These are the spiritual items you requested. The second manager of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce ordered two high-grade third-tier spirit birds to deliver them day and night."

Yin Yue felt a mix of emotions, and in the end, she spoke, unsure whether it was anticipation or a warning.
"Fang Yi, remember your promise."

A pink aura swirled, and a chariot, adorned with precious beads that could ward off fire, dust, and lightning, flew out as a hundred flowers converged.

"Jade Maiden departs"

As the endless yellow sands rolled in and the Nine-Bend Immortal departed, Xuan Yang Mountain returned to silence once more.

Fang Yi held a brown jade slip in his hand, with the four characters "Wuyang Formation Book" written in iron hooks and silver strokes.

"A complete third-tier high-grade array technique inheritance is enough for Xiao Qi to advance further."

Thousands of miles away, beside towering cliffs.

A flash of pure white sword light, and Jun Huai's voice rang out. "Junior Brother Li Kong, you and the disciples should leave first. I have other important matters to attend to."

"Yes, as you command, Senior Brother!"

A quarter of an hour later, Junhuai, dressed in white robes with sword sleeves, stood with his hands behind his back on the cliff top, the wind howling and his robes fluttering.

He slightly furrowed his brow and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist Li, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

　There will be another update tonight. This book will not be abandoned. I was asked to fill in for my colleague who was too busy at 1 a.m.

　　Just a heads up, the weather is dry, so be careful with fire.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)