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

Chapter 945 Corpse Refining and Blood Tempering, Body Refinement and Improvement

Chidan Pavilion.

"Yu Zhao seems to have made further progress in his cultivation; let's not provoke him for now."

As the fiery maple leaves formed a forest, Yang Xu flicked his sleeves, causing his robe of mysterious light and mist to rustle loudly, and the precious pearl embedded in his axe to spin.

A wisp of firelight flickered, ancient runes flowed, and long, thin black threads stretched out, blending seamlessly with divine consciousness.

His eyes gleamed as he gazed at Changqing Mansion, just across the street.

"Let's first find out how much strength Fang Yi has left after that battle. Was it a Pyrrhic victory, or is there another opportunity?"

Luo Yuzhou leaned on his wooden cane, his eyes slightly closed, his hoarse voice like the cry of an old eagle.

"Junior Brother, please take good care of this matter. I will arrange for the True Immortals in the city to go to Fire Gold Lake."
Fang Yizhen possessed unparalleled talent and single-handedly defeated four Great True Men: Ao Peng, Zheng Kui, Tun Lingzi, and Chi Gu.

Then this Qingyangzi Fang Yi must not be allowed to live!

His thoughts raced, but he couldn't believe that a mere Core Formation Stage 6 cultivator could possess such profound knowledge.

However, the emergence of a Crimson-Eyebrowed True Monarch at Xuan Yang Mountain necessitates preventing a repeat of past mistakes and eliminating any potential future threats.
"At that time, we will not only need to ask Senior Brother Bai Chan for help, but the sect also has other means to deal with it!"

"Could it be the [Light Seed] in the secret cave?"

Upon hearing the words "methods of the sect," Yang Xu's eyelids twitched, and his eyes showed apprehension.

This Bright Child was carefully selected from the best spiritual roots. The sect provided him with spiritual objects, and for hundreds of years they ate and lived together, tempering his spiritual body and worshipping the sacred fire.

Moreover, he cultivates top-tier secret techniques and is fearless in his attacks; even he would have to retreat in the face of a combined attack.

A hundred years ago, the Nascent Soul Seed True Person Bai Su was a powerful figure in the region, and was hailed as the most promising True Person to break through to the Upper Realm.

However, the fearless Guangmingzi sacrificed himself to severely damage his foundation, cutting off his chance to advance further.

“It is not easy to cultivate a disciple in the Bright Light Sect. Senior Brother Yuzhou, please allow me to test him out.”
If Fang Yi escaped this calamity solely by relying on external aids, then our request for Guangmingzi's help will surely enrage the True Lord.

After calming Luo Yuzhou down, Yang Xu swiftly changed his thoughts, and his long, thin black hair fell to the ground silently, like a chameleon snake blending into the shadows.

In the blink of an eye, the dark figure silently slipped through the stone slabs and roadside vegetation, passing by dozens of cultivators.
"call out!"

Qin Yu had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his handsome face was accentuated by his dark black robe, making him appear even more tall and outstanding.

Holding the Blood-Red Bodhi Branch, he used his divine sense to scan Changqing Mansion inch by inch, observing the white walls, black tiles, shrubs, and eaves.
Not a single detail was overlooked!

"Master was seriously injured on the way to Huojin Lake; we must not let the Fire Worshiping Sect find out our secrets."

"Buzz!"

A slender black shadow swept across the paving stones, brushing just close to the soles of Qin Yu's boots at its closest point.

'A cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation, with a good foundation, seems to be nurturing a golden core.'

Fang Yi's eldest disciple?
She does have some natural talent.

Yang Xu's divine sense flowed, and a wisp of fire ignited on the [Black Shadow Silk], silently burning away a barrier and allowing him to enter the room.

'Does Qin Yu also want to detect my shadow silk?'
Even a Grandmaster can't do it, how can a mere Golden Core cultivator dare to daydream?

Changqing Prefecture.

Surrounded by a vibrant, emerald-green mist, Fang Yi sat cross-legged, his azure robe trailing naturally at the corners, layers of magical restrictions concealing the altar.

Beneath the altar, a lovable little beast clutched the Earth Treasure Gourd, its demonic energy swirling, its breath faint.

It seemed to be struggling to absorb spiritual energy to heal its injuries.
'Um? '

In the bamboo grove of the mansion, a dark figure peered out, sensing the dying beast.

'This lecherous spirit pet, who has frequented the five major red-light districts, is seriously injured. The matter of Guangmingzi can be discussed at a later time.'

Yang Xu's thoughts raced, and the dark figure slipped into the winding stream, steadily approaching the Dharma platform.

Thirty zhang (approximately 33 meters).
Twenty zhang (approximately 33 meters).
十丈
Wuzhang
三丈
'Sizzle!'

The black shadows froze the magical barrier once more, and then black flames descended to burn.
"Buzz!"

With a sudden press of his slender fingers, accompanied by Yang Xu's muffled pain, the dark shadow was completely shattered, turning into wisps of spiritual energy.

"Zoroastrianism is indeed secretly spying on us."
Four Grand Masters joined forces to attack, resulting in the death of one Grand Master and the disappearance of the other three.

If it were me, I would also dig deep to find out the whole story, lest I nurture a giant.”

Sensing the invisible aura emanating from the Crimson Pavilion, Fang Yi rubbed the Garan Relic Pagoda with his thumb, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

"Did you think that because I lack the cultivation of a Great True Person, I could not detect this probing ability by relying on external objects?"

"Whoosh!"

The Azure Lotus Banner moved without wind, drooping with countless azure lotus blossoms, stirring up the wind and clouds, and causing the spiritual tides to surge, drawing the attention of the cultivators in the city.

The increasingly biting wind howled, but it could not stop Fang Yi's clear voice from ringing out.

"Are these two fellow Daoists from the Zoroastrian sect going to disregard the city's laws and regulations because of their cultivation levels?"

"Buzz!"

Involving the reputation of the Four Seas Business Alliance, in an instant, a ray of crystal-clear light rose from the jade palace in the city center, its sound like muffled thunder, echoing for miles.

"Fellow Daoist Yang Xu's cultivation has greatly improved. Are you preparing to test your skills against me?"

"Brother Yuzhao, you misunderstand. I was just concerned about Fang Yi's situation."

Will this affect us, the Six Realms Masters, to take over and oversee the trade fair afterwards?

Yang Xu had not expected Fang Yi's divine sense to be so sharp, but he still spoke calmly.

Although he was no match for Yu Zhao, his cultivation progressed rapidly after mastering the Black Breath Ice Flame, and his future prospects were bright.

I am not afraid of your presence.

"Fang Yi, our two lineages have a long future ahead of us," Yang Xu sneered, his killing intent boiling even more fiercely.

Changqing Prefecture.

Fang Yi showed no joy or sorrow. After severing the black shadow threads, he did not make another move.

"The most urgent task now is to make the most of this opportunity."

The accumulated wealth of these two great masters, even if not a secret vault, is still an enormous sum.

"Hurrah!"

With a flick of his finger, the Void Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner rose in the wind, its five-colored spiritual light—blue, white, black, yellow, and red—swirling and falling into the verdant spring.

Amidst the swirling spiritual energy, the banners of the Void Realm's cycle of life and death fluttered. A three-headed, six-armed Creation Demon God stood tall, his six arms waving, sometimes holding a bowl, sometimes a medicine cauldron, and sometimes forming ancient mudras.

The demon god smiled, his eyes gentle like a spring breeze, his face showing compassion.

Strands of life force descended from the six-armed magical artifact of the demon god, nourishing the eleven third-tier spiritual plants.

The most precious of them all is a third-grade superior brown thatch.

"Yin Sha Bi Yuan Mao"
It was a high-grade, third-tier poison; Zheng Kui had no idea where he had gotten this opportunity.

With this precious plant in hand and all the necessary ingredients already prepared, it's enough to refine a top-tier spiritual poison.

"The Purple Sun Palace Lantern was given to the Green Serpent, and the Thick-Backed Ghost Head Saber was given as his natal treasure. His essence perished along with Zheng Kui."
However, the materials used are extremely abundant, and after activating its essence, it is sufficient to hone the Profound Yin Second-Five Soul-Slaying Blade.

A dull, cracked, thick-backed ghost-head saber appeared in Fang Yi's hand.

"Edict!"

A wisp of spiritual light fell from his fingertip, continuously nourishing and stirring the last and purest essence within the Ghost Head Blade.

"Clang!" A glint of light flashed from the worn, nicked blade, and the hair of the Seven Precepts below the altar stood on end like a hedgehog's quills.

A nine-grade blue lotus petal closed, enveloping the ghost-headed blade as it sank into the spiritual vein.

"kindness?"

In the alchemy room in the backyard, gilded flames licked the bottom of the furnace in the Heaven and Earth Furnace, while nine fire dragons circled around, swallowing the true fire to refine a piece of cold marrow ice jade.

Xu Qingshe held a piece of wood-based fungus in his hand, while purple flowers floated in a bowl beside him.

He frowned slightly, his mind, which was immersed in refining the Winter Essence Elixir, was disturbed, and he turned to look into the depths of the blue mist.

"What is Senior Brother refining now? Such a fierce aura makes even me, who has just broken through to the Great True Person realm, tremble with fear."

The bronze ring leaped into the air, and 'Old Chen's' divine sense resounded. "I've seen through it all. This Xuan Yang Mountain lineage is treacherous and cunning, and they're full of hidden trump cards."
It truly is a case of "one mountain after another, towering peaks stretching endlessly."

Old Chen sighed softly.

"I thought that the sixth generation of True Persons of Xuan Yang Mountain, Guang Sheng, Tian Que, and Chi Mei, had reached their peak. Now it seems that the seventh generation of cultivators are also full of hidden talents."

Young Xu, don't worry about what kind of vicious methods Fang Yi uses to refine things. With your two-hundred-year friendship with him, he won't use those methods on you.

in this way"

"The stronger Fang Yi is, the more methods he has, the greater the benefit to you."
A fourth-order spiritual vein, blessed by the workings of heaven and earth, advances on its own, making it a top-tier opportunity even in the Central Continent.

"Quickly complete the refinement of the Ice Essence Pill. Only after Fang Yi breaks through to the Great True Person realm through body tempering can we seize sufficient opportunities amidst the turbulent times to come."

"Your side is very confident in taking the [Heaven and Earth Furnace Method] to the next level."

"The legendary legacy left behind by such a Nascent Soul cultivator is merely the beginning at the Great True Person realm; its true brilliance is revealed at the Nascent Soul stage."

On the antique ring, the bronze glows.

Old Chen's eyes reflected Xu Qingshe, then swept over the hazy, handsome cultivator deep within the cave.

"Who could have predicted that in the tiny world of cultivation in the Great Cloud Realm, the small sect Xuan Yang Mountain, which only has the Core Formation stage, would actually possess two legendary inheritances?"

Do not!
It is two and a half lines
Red Eyebrow Master refined the Profound Yang Purple Qi, possessing the Daoist image of "Profound Yang's Birth and Death," and his cultivation method was also a legacy of a legendary half-path cultivation manual.

Old Chen frowned slightly, his face showing a look of reminiscence.

Is this the time when things are about to get turbulent again in Qiongzhou?

I wonder how many people can, like I did back then, ride the wind and soar to the heavens.

"Buzz!"

The ninth-grade green lotus completely subsided, enveloping the thick-backed ghost-head blade as it sank into the spiritual eye.

The swirling spiritual energy flowed back into the blade, continuously nourishing and refining the last wisp of sword energy.
A devastating blow was brewing, awaiting the unsheathing of the Xuan Yin Er Wu Soul-Slaying Blade, a treasure for slaughter.
Below the altar, Seven Precepts shook his fur, still feeling lingering fear.

"Nourished by magical power and tempered by spiritual energy, this is the final masterpiece of a top-grade magic weapon."

With this Xuan Yin Er Wu Soul-Slaying Blade as its whetstone, after its advancement, I wonder how many people in the vast icy plains could withstand its strike.
This is a supremely refined, pure, absolute, and deadly treasure for killing.

Qi Jie sensed the energy from afar and his face showed longing.

It is limited by bloodline and has not broken through to the late stage of Core Formation.

He can be considered a master of formations, possesses the bloodline of the Tianpeng Beast, and was forced by Fang Yi to read through all the classics of Xuan Yang Mountain.

On knowledge and insight.
Of the hundreds of thousands of cultivators on the vast, boundless ice plain, only a handful could stand shoulder to shoulder with it.

"The master went to great lengths to avoid being disturbed by the impurities."

Nourished by its own soul power and essence, its energy is extremely refined and pure, without any trace of evil spirits or impurities polluting its origin.

Hehe, I'm increasingly looking forward to which clueless fool will come knocking on my door.

With a flick of his finger, Fang Yi sent out a jade incense burner inscribed with scenes of fishing, woodcutting, farming, and reading, which then floated in the air.

"Bang!" The Yuan Yu Furnace was activated, and two mangled corpses fell to the bottom of the furnace.

"disease!"

He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of withering and flourishing true fire, which fell into the furnace. The green and yellow true fire meandered like ancient vines, enveloping the corpses of Ao Peng and Zheng Kui.

Fang Yi brought his index and middle fingers together and pointed them out like a butcher carving up an ox.

The two great immortals, their agile bodies gleaming with skin peeling away like thin paper, were swept into the Blessed Land of Withered Glory by the [Moon Demon Skin], which bore a striking resemblance to Fang Yi.

A faint fragrance of medicine could be seen rising, transforming into ginseng and sesame, while the scarlet blood aura was constantly being washed away.

The fiery aura spread like a tide, expanding continuously, enveloping the altar in just three breaths and extending outwards towards the four stone walls of the cave.
"Whoosh!"

The Azure Lotus Banner fluttered, transforming into an endless expanse of green lotus leaves reaching to the sky. It was unclear whether this was due to insufficient cultivation or mental exhaustion.
A wisp of blood energy mixed with magical power emanated from Changqing Mansion.

Inside the Crimson Pavilion, a jet-black pearl surged, and the Qi-gathering and shaping treasure seal rotated, transforming into a Qi-swallowing treasure toad.

"really!
Fang Yi was seriously injured, and the energy of the Lesser Bright Flame was still hidden within his blood and qi.

Yang Xu slightly closed his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them as he deduced the outcome of the battle between himself and the four Great Masters: Ao Peng, Tun Lingzi, Zheng Kui, and Chi Gu.

"They are just four Grand Masters who have just entered the seventh level of Core Formation. I can remain undefeated when I fight them."
As for killing Ao Peng, if True Lord Crimson Eyebrows had the means, it wouldn't be impossible.

He glanced at several figures, who had already left Huitong Ancient City and headed towards Huojin Lake.

"A mid-grade third-tier Celestial Master, a mid-grade third-tier Feng Shui Master, and a Wood Dao True Person skilled in sensing Qi."
Fang Yi was severely injured and dared not linger at Huojin Lake.

Whether the three of them uncover the truth or they contact Tunlingzi, Zheng Kui, and others, they will get a result.

Fengxin Pavilion, its gray magical barriers like a curtain, completely concealed its aura.

Xu Zangze bowed slightly, holding a scroll of blue pages, his face showing a troubled expression.

"Fellow Daoist Li Heng, is this truly what Sect Leader Fang instructed?"

Li Heng wore a vast ocean robe, a Nine Springs Crown, and a long sword at his waist. His aura was boundless, and his cultivation seemed to have improved again.

He stared at the tiny characters on the blue page, puzzled, but it was his master who had given him this instruction.

Perhaps the Master intended to use this to intimidate the Zoroastrians.
Or perhaps there's another scheme at play, one that my cultivation is too shallow, my knowledge insufficient, to see through its hidden secrets.

Li Heng played with the Vast Ocean Pearl, its radiance growing ever stronger, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, and affirmed:

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Xu Zangze, please spread this matter as recorded in the blue pages."

The Fire Gold Lake Spirit Cave was born, containing a heart of cold jade marrow. The master won a great victory in the battle against Ao Peng.

Having perfected his Dharma Domain, he condensed his Daoist temple and embarked on the path to Nascent Soul, thus aweing all the True Immortals of the eight directions.

Xu Zangze frowned deeply, completely baffled.

'If Xuan Yang Mountain wants to establish its authority, the information it releases must be reliable so that cultivators will be skeptical.'

The cultivators in the city, even those who were only at the Qi Refining stage, were all knowledgeable and experienced.

A cultivator at the sixth level of Core Formation, who killed two Great True Immortals?
Who would believe that?!

'Others may not know, but I, a True Man of Three Apertures, am in the business of wind and wind. Do you think I am unaware of the Ao family's wealth and influence?'
The first ancestor of the Ao family was a powerful and influential figure with many opportunities.

After his death, he left behind a top-tier Buddhist treasure, the [Garan Relic Pagoda], for the Ao family. This treasure alone was enough for Ao Peng to protect himself even against a top-tier Grandmaster.

Xu Zangze gazed at the energy on the green page and sighed inwardly.

"I am aware of this matter. Within a day, the news will be spreading throughout the city."

He hadn't given up, and subtly reminded him:
"Brother Li Heng, do you really intend to spread such news?"
Sect Leader Fang killed Ao Peng in an instant, and then beheaded Old Ghost Zheng, who was in the late stage of Core Formation.
Huitong Mall gathers cultivators from all directions, including many master-level figures skilled in concealment and the ways of heavenly secrets.

(End of this chapter)