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

Chapter 123 Two Years
Yan Youtai squatted down and gently patted Song Qinghe's cheek. The force in his hand was not strong, but it was extremely insulting.

"Junior Brother Song, do you remember?"

"Qinghe, I will obey Senior Brother's orders."

Seeing Song Qinghe prostrating himself and kowtowing, a hint of boredom flashed in Yan Youtai's eyes. This Junior Brother Song was interesting when he was just starting to be polished, and the hint of pride in his acceptance of his fate was what made him so interesting.

He still remembered the anger and unwillingness in Song Qinghe's eyes when he made him kneel down for the first time.

Now?

Although it is much more convenient, it lacks a bit of fun.

He casually took off the long whip from his waist, threw it in front of Song Qinghe, and made up an excuse.

"Junior Brother Song, you must be punished for your incompetence. I will punish you with a hundred bone-piercing whips. Are you convinced?"

"Qinghe is convinced, thank you for the reward, Senior Brother."

"Huh, boring."

Seeing Song Qinghe like this, Yan Youtai shook his head and turned to leave. He was going to return to Xuanyang Mountain to look for his next protector.

As for Song Qinghe, after seeing Yan Youtai leave, he crawled forward a few steps, picked up the whip, and then whipped himself with it.

"First, thank you, Senior Brother, for your reward and punishment."

"Second, thank you, Senior Brother, for your reward and punishment."

"three,."

The clear counting sounds mixed with the sound of whipping echoed in the courtyard.

If Yan Youtai was still in the courtyard, he might have noticed that there seemed to be something different in Song Qinghe's eyes.

Two years later, Yunze Market.

The scorching sun shines into Xuanbao Garden.

Accompanied by the chirping of cicadas, Fang Yi woke up from the bed refreshed and then put on his clothes with the help of Zi Yan.

Beside the bed, many female cultivators' clothes were scattered.

Small embroidered shoes, a crimson bellyband, white silk stockings, and a few torn gauze clothes.

Zi Yan was half naked, enduring the pain all over her body, and bent down slightly to tie the belt for Fang Yi.

Looking at the delicate jade body covered with red marks in front of him, Fang Yi shook his head. The strength of the body was still a little lacking.

"Sir, is today's spiritual meal still the Five-Colored Porridge from Zuiyue Tower?"

Seeing the beauty in front of me, she is nourished by herself, and every move she makes carries a hint of the charm of a mature woman.

Fang Yi nodded slightly, and a green magic power shot out from his hand, wiping away the redness and swelling at the corner of Zi Yan's lips.

"Yes, it's the five-color porridge from Zuiyue Tower. Other than that, you can follow my usual habits for other spiritual dishes."

Although there are only tired oxen, there are no plowed fields.

But Fang Yi is obviously not among them.

The first-grade, superior level of physical cultivation was enough to make Zi Yan, a female cultivator at the fourth level of Qi training, unable to bear the beating. In the end, she could only use other methods to relieve Fang Yi's desire.

But now it has reached its limit.

Over the past two years, the puppets of Qianji Pavilion in Yunze Market have gained a great reputation in Yunze Market under Fang Yi's careful management.
Throughout the Xuanyang Mountains, the art of puppetry is rarely passed down, and now the monsters and beasts in the Qingyun Mountains are gradually spreading to the entire Dayun cultivation world.

All the major foundation-building families were stockpiling combat power and trump cards, and Fang Yi's puppet naturally caught the attention of many cultivators.

As for robbery?

Ever since Fang Yi accidentally displayed Xiao Changce's token, many cultivators have stopped their activities.

After all, Fang Yi was quite sensible. The puppet he displayed was only a first-grade, superior-grade puppet. While this was quite valuable to ordinary Qigong cultivators, it was not enough for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to lower their dignity and seize it by force.

Although the art of puppetry is a rare inheritance, it has not become extinct. As far as Fang Yi knows, among the foundation-building masters in Xuanyang Mountain, there is a great puppeteer whose puppetry skills have reached the second level.

Zhou Zhongguang, a direct descendant of the Zhou family of Duobao Pavilion, also demonstrated his skills in refining first-level top-level puppets.

Fang Yi also has the token of a late-stage foundation-building great monk to intimidate him, and his puppetry skills are not monstrous. The combination of the two is enough to allow him to seize this source of wealth.
After the spirit stones in the storage bag gradually filled up, Fang Yi did not keep them, but immediately converted them into many body-refining spiritual objects and precious medicines.

Even if there is a premium, as long as the premium does not exceed its bottom line, it will buy them one by one.

Fang Yi knew that when the beast tide began in this six-year period, every bit of cultivation was more valuable than the spirit stones in the storage bag.

In addition, he also exchanged two bottles of the body-refining medicine Seven Cold Water from the Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain in exchange for refining two first-grade top-grade puppets.

And with the nourishment of many spiritual objects and precious medicines.

However, in just two years, Fang Yi's body-building skills had achieved a breakthrough a few days ago and now had surpassed his Qi training skills, and could be on par with cultivators at the eighth level of Qi training.

This naturally led to Zi Yan gradually being unable to withstand Fang Yi's bravery.

After all, even if there has been a breakthrough in his cultivation, Zi Yan's fourth-level Qi training is still far inferior to Fang Yi's first-level top-grade body training.

After two years of getting along, Fang Yi has already thoroughly understood Zi Yan's character and foundation.

He is now considering preparing a body-refining technique that does not need to be of too high a grade, but can at least increase Zi Yan's physical toughness and strength.

Otherwise, even if Zi Yan tried her best to satisfy him, Fang Yi would not be able to enjoy himself to the fullest.

Of course, skills like "Bronze Bone Body" and "Gold and Iron Method" are excluded.

Fang Yi saw Zi Yan take care of herself briefly and then limped out of the quiet room, determined in his heart to prepare a set of body-building exercises.

It's a pity that I didn't specifically collect the body-building techniques of female cultivators in my previous life, so now I have to spend a lot of effort.

However, it only took the time of an auction to prove that the body-building skills of first-level female cultivators were not uncommon in Yunze Market.

Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness moved, and Qijie rushed in from a large bluestone in the backyard.

The silver-white little beast arched its back in the broad chest, then grunted a few times in grievance.

Apparently, in the past two years, there have always been female cultivators occupying their master's bed and competing for his favor, which has made the silver-white little beast very dissatisfied, but it is still helpless.

"Okay. Okay, don't be angry."

Fang Yi stroked Qijie's soft silver fur and spoke to comfort him.

"Don't you also like Zi Yan's heart? I see that the awakening of your Tianpeng beast bloodline has been three times faster in the past two years. Now you are already a first-level mid-grade monster beast."

"Hmph. Hmph."

Qijie stared at Fang Yi with his dark little eyes, as if he was shocked by his shamelessness.

Fang Yi felt the aura of his own spiritual pet in his arms and was also surprised at its progress in cultivation.

The Seven Rings had been incubated for only five years, and with a speed of almost one small realm breakthrough per year, he was now on par with cultivators at the sixth level of Qi training.

Although he had his own supply of spirit stones and spiritual objects at all costs, and he had also asked Xu Qingshe, a first-class top-level alchemist, to refine pills for him many times. However, the local grade bloodline qualification still accounted for the vast majority of the reasons.

According to Fang Yi's estimation, once Qijie's cultivation breaks through to the upper level of the first stage, his cultivation speed will slow down. But within ten years at most, this cute little beast with silver fur in his arms will reach the threshold of breaking through to the second stage.

As long as he prepares the special spiritual objects to break through to the second level, with his bloodline foundation, breaking through to the second level is almost certain.

A flash of inspiration from Fang Yi hit a screen in the room.

咔

The stone wall slowly moved away, revealing a dark cave entrance.

(End of this chapter)