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

Chapter 128 Twists and turns

Not far behind Fang Yi.

A plump female cultivator wearing a flowery skirt, with a pale face.

Feeling the two auras behind her, still chasing closely, Ning Xinrui's magic power burst out, and the flying boat under her feet also increased by three times.

half an hour later
"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Ning Xinrui's chest heaved, she coughed up a mouthful of blood, and her face looked extremely ugly.

As a cultivator from Xuanyang Mountain, he had already reached the eighth level of Qi training and had not been in such a mess for a long time.

She stroked the torn vestments and the foot-long wound on her chest, still somewhat frightened.

If he had not had some wealth and the protection of the middle-grade magic weapon Hundred Flowers Robe, he would have been killed long ago.

Ning Xinrui had a fierce look on her face, but her tone was quite soft.

"My two fellow Taoists, there is no past or present hatred between you and me. Why are you chasing me so hard?"

The two black-armored monks at the back chuckled.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, if you surrender, the two of us can give you a good fight."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black-armored monk urged the flying sword under his feet to emit spiritual light. The flying sword's speed increased by three times and it quickly approached Ning Xinrui.

Feeling the breath gradually approaching from behind, Fang Yi shook his head. The road to immortality is dangerous, and the infiltration of a half-demon is a big deal.

The spells in his hands changed, his face looked solemn, and rays of green light gathered in his hands.

The secret technique of puppetry: Qingfengyoushen technique.

"go!"

If the sky falls, there will naturally be Jindan Zhenren and Juji Shangren to hold it up. What does it have to do with him, a small Qi training cultivator?

Respect the fate of your fellow Taoists and get away with it.

As Fang Yi used a secret puppet technique.

The wind-attributed spiritual energy gathered and transformed into azure cloud patterns, which were added to the gorgeous feathers of the Wind-Winged Eagle.

"Wow!"

The wind-feathered eagle let out a high-pitched, clear cry.

The sky-blue wings flapped, and the forward speed increased by 30% as it flew towards Xuanyang Mountain.

"call!"

The wind howled in the air, blowing Fang Yi's black hair into a frenzy. The three auras behind him were also gradually distanced by Feng Lingying.

Above Fang Yi and the others, there was a Foundation Establishment Master wearing a Four Seas robe and holding a Luo Umbrella magic weapon on his head.

Master Qingquan’s expression froze.

"A mere puppeteer? How could he run so fast? Shouldn't this puppeteer step in and save such a beautiful female cultivator who was being hunted?"

"Hmph, no wonder there are rumors of puppeteers forming partnerships with their puppets."

The Immortal Tianque of Xuanyang Mountain and the Immortal Dabu of Nanli Kingdom were plotting against each other.

Dabu Zhenren sent a group of half-demon cultivators to sneak into Dayun's world of immortal cultivation. Naturally, their purpose was to kill the foundation-building seeds of a major sect like Xuanyang Mountain and severely damage its foundation.

After Zhenren Tianque learned about this, he naturally wanted to swallow up all the cultivators in Nanli Kingdom.

Therefore, the whereabouts of the foundation-building cultivators from the Nanli Kingdom were not revealed, and Master Qingquan could not take any action.

But we cannot allow too many foundation-building seeds in the sect to suffer casualties, otherwise the sect will suffer from a lack of successors in the future, which will be a huge problem.

In Xuanyang Mountain, more than twenty foundation-building masters were selected according to the methods of the real people in order to teach the cultivators of Nanli Kingdom a lesson.

Looking at the monk who was already vomiting blood, Master Qingquan's expression changed. This development was somewhat beyond his expectations.

He originally thought that if Ning Xinrui caught up with the puppet master, with the combined strength of the two, it would not be difficult to save his life.

Even if I am not my opponent, I can still escape.
Master Qingquan sighed.

If it were ordinary foundation-building seeds, the death or injury of one or two would not be a big deal.

After all, foundation-building seeds are just seeds after all. They won’t care too much about exchanging two for one, or even three for one.

But this Ning Xinrui is different!
She is the foundation-building seed of Baiwei Tower, and is of the same lineage as myself. If I can lend a hand, I will try my best to help.

"Ok?"

Master Qingquan's expression changed.

In this spiritual consciousness, Ning Xinrui coughed up a stream of blood again.

"We can't delay any longer. Even if we can save him, his foundation will be completely destroyed and there will be no hope of building a new one."

He took out a jade token from his bosom.

The blue-green spiritual light in his hand gathered, the jade token became invisible, and then turned into a blue koi, swimming freely in the air.

Then he lightly tapped his hand, and the koi fish shook its head and tail, turning into a transparent spiritual light and falling towards the puppet master riding the Wind Feather Eagle.

call out!
A transparent koi suddenly landed in front of Feng Lingying.

As the koi jumped, the spiritual light gradually faded, and a message came from the spiritual light.

"Master of Foundation Establishment!"

Fang Yi's face was tense. He swept his spiritual sense over the jade token and saw a Haori Seal engraved on the jade talisman. This was the unique mark of Xuanyang Mountain.

Seeing that the jade talisman had no hidden hand and had the unique spiritual mark of a foundation-building master, one of them stretched out his hand and slowly took the jade token from the air.

"A quasi-second-level jade talisman, asking me to rescue the cultivator in the rear?"

Fang Yi didn't want to fight with the cultivator behind him.

Those are two cultivators at the ninth level of Qi training. Not only is it hard to say who will win, but even if they win, there won't be much benefit.

This is a 100% losing business, but when you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

This secret technique of sound transmission by the green carp has a limited range.

This shows that a foundation-building master from Xuanyang Mountain is nearby.

Although I don't know why he didn't do it himself.

But this jade talisman with the pressure of foundation building has already made his attitude clear.

Fang Yi also knows the current affairs.

This time, he gave me a quasi-second-level jade talisman, and did not just promise me anything, but asked me to do it myself.

If he doesn't know what's good for him, it's hard to say what will happen next time; however, he has other plans on how to do it.

Fang Yi mobilized the magic power in his body, a ray of light appeared in his hand, and the cloud smoke pot was raised.

After breaking through the high level of Qi training, Fang Yi, with his background, was able to fully demonstrate all the power of this Six Paths Forbidden Magical Artifact.

A variety of cloud patterns emerged from the white jade pot, and thick white mist gushed out. The mist rolled around, obscuring Fang Yi and Feng Lingying.

Half an hour later.

Ning Xinrui's face was pale, and her energy was fluctuating. She was almost at the end of her life.

Her eyes turned fierce, and her magic power reversed, wanting to fight to the death with the monk behind her.

But the two black-armored monks were able to cultivate to the ninth level of Qi training, and they were not stupid people.

Whenever Ning Xinrui's magic power surged and she was about to fight to the death, the two of them would distance themselves from each other.

The black-armored monk had long regarded Ning Xinrui as a trapped beast, so he naturally would not take any risks.

"Fellow Daoist, please pay attention!"

A clear male voice suddenly came into Ning Xinrui's ears.

puff!

Two wind blades of incredible power slashed towards the black-armored monk at high speed.

"who!"

Xie Shan and Xie He were shocked, and a dark aura appeared on their black armor.

Ding Ding!

The green wind blade collided with the shield formed by the black armor, making a sound of metal hitting metal.

puff!

See the green wind blade slowly cut open the shield.

The two of them hurriedly mobilized their magic power, and two top-grade ice shield talismans were activated.

Ice-attributed spiritual power gathered, and two one-foot-thick ice shields emerged, protecting the two behind them.

In the clouds and mist.

Fang Yi felt a little regretful when he saw that the wind blade he had been accumulating for a long time had returned empty-handed, but he was not surprised. After all, no cultivator who could cultivate to the ninth level of Qi training was easy to deal with.

The magic spell in his hand changed.

Two wind-attributed magic powers, condensed into green chains, rushed out from his sleeves.

One chain twisted and turned, entangled with the two black-armored monks, and another chain, shining with green light, wrapped around Ning Xinrui's flying boat magic weapon.

At this time, the clouds floating in the air slowly dissipated, and a handsome monk with fluttering clothes appeared in front of everyone, standing on a majestic giant eagle.

Looking at the monk's attire and the disciple token on his waist, Ning Xinrui's face lit up with joy and she let the green chain wrap around her.

Feeling the endless wood-attribute spiritual power pouring into his body from the chains, the wounds on his body began to heal slowly.

Ning Xinrui bowed her head in greeting.

"Senior Brother, Junior Sister Ning Xinrui, thank you for saving me this time." Then his face turned fierce: "Senior Brother, the two of us will join forces to give these two cultivators retribution!"

Two black-armored monks were struggling with green chains.

When the two heard Ning Xinrui's words, they looked alert, but they were not afraid.

The two are also the best among the ninth-level Qi training cultivators in Nanli Kingdom. If they fight, the outcome is still unknown.

Xie Shan first sacrificed and refined a shield magic weapon

Afterwards, Xie He took out a few high-grade defensive talismans and looked at Fang Yi and the others with a wary look.

Although the Wind Feather Eagle Puppet was skillfully crafted, it was not a living creature after all.

After the mist from the cloud-smoke pot dissipated, the shape of a puppet was revealed.

Xie Shan and Xie He therefore knew the identity of the puppeteer monk in front of them.

A high-level Qi training puppeteer, controlling a top-grade puppet, is already qualified to fight against himself, but he is only qualified.

Fang Yi put his hands behind his back, with a righteous look on his face. The golden sunlight gave him a halo.

The wind-feathered eagle under his feet flapped its wings and looked sharp. The spiritual light around him was extremely bright, and streams of wind-attributed spiritual power gathered together.

"Wow!"

Accompanied by a loud eagle cry, Fang Yi's voice echoed in the air.

"Who are you, the villain, to actually attack my Xuanyang Mountain disciples?"

The two black-armored monks saw that Fang Yi was so powerful and his spirit bird puppet was also extraordinary, so they naturally did not dare to neglect him.

He cast out the top-grade golden armor talisman in his hand, forming several golden shields to protect himself.

Afterwards, he looked at the puppet master in front of him with great vigilance, whose depth he was not aware of.

"Humph! A coward who hides his head and shows his tail!"

"Since you won't speak, I'll capture you two alive. I have the punishment in the Xuanyang Mountain Law Enforcement Hall to force you two to speak!"

Fang Yi's tone became more and more disdainful, and the more confused the two black-armored monks became, the more they dared not act rashly.

Boo!
The Wind-Feathered Eagle let out a long cry.

In just half a breath, a whirlwind gathered between the wings. Qijie also emerged halfway from the spirit pet bag.

A brown-yellow spiritual light spewed out from its mouth and entangled with the whirlwind.

Fang Yi pinched his fingers and a green-brown hurricane wrapped around the black-armored monk and swept him away. Sand and rocks flew everywhere, trapping the two of them.

The situation is very good.

Ning Xinrui gathered her magic power in her hands, and a jade hairpin magic weapon emerged, and she was ready to take action.

How would you know?
A gentle voice came into Ning Xinrui's hands.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, please don't resist."

"Hmm? Resist what?" Ning Xinrui was a little confused.

Fang Yi's hand gestures changed, and he used the Qingfengyou body technique that he had prepared for a long time.

"call!"

The Wind-Winged Eagle spread its wings and flew away at lightning speed.

Tens of breaths later.

The hurricane dissipated, and two black-armored monks were suspended in the air.

Although the two were protected by magic weapons and talismans, they did not suffer much harm.

But his expression was extremely ugly.

"We've been fooled! Big brother, should we still chase after her? With the energy left by that female cultivator, we still have a chance." Xie He looked at Xie Shan and said.

(End of this chapter)