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

Chapter 129 A strange combination of circumstances
Xie Shan looked at the monk who had turned into a black dot and shook his head, his tone somewhat helpless.

"It's too late. That cultivator was extremely cunning. He used two wind blades to make you and I overestimate him. Now that I think about it, those wind blades must have been accumulating power for a long time. So you and I have lost the initiative."

"The puppet under its feet is a wind-attributed spirit bird, extremely skilled in flight. Now that we have the upper hand, it's unlikely that you and I can catch up."

"Hey! The cultivators from Xuanyang Mountain have average cultivation, but they have a lot on their minds. Let's go back to the secret place first. We haven't revealed our identities yet, so there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

Above the clouds, the Luosan magic weapon was slowly turning, and strands of black and white spiritual light slowly descended.

Master Qingquan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Fang Yi frighten the black-armored monk.

'Hey, this guy has some quick wits.'

"I don't know which senior brother's disciple this was, but he saved Xinrui without even using the Quasi-Second-Level Jade Talisman he was given. This is good, and it saves me from having to put in a lot of effort."

A cold light flashed in Master Qingquan's eyes, and wisps of evil spirit emerged around him.

Obviously, he is no ordinary person to be chosen by the Jindan Zhenren of Xuanyang Sect.

"Nanli Nation? You're so bold! This time, I want to see how many foundation-building cultivators you have here."

After saying this, he waved his sleeves and disappeared in the clouds.

Less than half an hour later.

Fang Yi felt that the aura of the two half-demon monks behind him had completely disappeared.

He calculated with his hands and found that the omen of minor misfortune had disappeared, so he felt relieved.

With a thought, the secret technique of Qingfengyou body movement slowly dissipated. This secret technique also consumed a lot of mana.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, took back the green chain, and said politely.

"Thank you for your courtesy, Junior Sister. I just made an emergency decision. Please don't take it to heart. After all, they are two cultivators at the ninth level of Qi training, and my cultivation level is limited."

Ning Xinrui looked at Fang Yi with confusion.

"Brother, are you really at the seventh level of Qi training? I thought so."

Seeing Fang Yi's impressive appearance, the terrifying power of his wind blade, and the majestic divine eagle under his feet, she thought Fang Yi was hiding his abilities.
Ning Xinrui patted her heaving chest, still a little frightened. She had fought with Xie Shan and Xie He before, so she naturally knew how difficult those two were.

"Luckily, Senior Brother scared those two people away, otherwise, you and I would be in great danger."

Ning Xinrui bowed seriously.

Then he took out a jade plaque. The jade plaque was warm and had the word "Ning" engraved on one side and an ancient building engraved on the other side.

"Thank you so much for saving me, Senior Brother. I will definitely repay you handsomely. I have entered Baiwei Tower and become a disciple of Master Yusheng. I am now cultivating at Qianzhen Peak within the sect. I wonder where you, Senior Brother, are cultivating as well."

"We should help each other among fellow disciples. Junior Sister Ning, please don't take it to heart."

Fang Yi took the jade token. Since the unknown foundation-building master had given some instructions in the message, he naturally wouldn't say much.

Nor would he say that if he used all his strength and ignored the losses, he could keep those two half-demons from the Nanli Kingdom.

It’s just the task of the Foundation Establishment Master.

Most of the cultivators in Nanli Kingdom are of half-demon bloodline, and their cultivation arts are not well developed, far behind those in Dayun Kingdom.

Naturally, he would not risk exposing his cards and fight with the two half-demon monks. No matter whether he won or lost, it would be a losing deal.

Fang Yi also handed a token to Ning Xinrui.

He also had some impression of the female cultivator in front of him. On the gold list, her ranking was only slightly lower than Yang Caier, and she was also a foundation-building seed with top-grade spiritual roots.

"It's just a small favor. My name is Fang Yi, and I'm a top-grade puppeteer. If you need anything in the future, you can come find me at the Qianji Pavilion in Yunze Market."

Ning Xinrui took the token and decided to repay Fang Yi.

"Brother Fang is such a noble man, but we cannot let him suffer any loss."

Ning Xinrui looked at the Fengling Eagle at Fang Yi's feet, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

"Top-grade puppet master, I remember there's a Fengyu Luan spirit corpse in our clan, which is indeed very suitable for Senior Brother Fang."

Three days later.

In front of Xuanyang Mountain.

The wind-feathered eagle flapped its wings and slowly descended.

Ning Xinrui rode on the flying boat, her tone somewhat reluctant. It was obvious that Fang Yi's friendship with her had greatly improved in the past three days.

"Brother Fang, if you have free time in the future, please come to Qianzhen Peak to find me."

"Well, Junior Sister Ning, you also need to be careful. You've seriously damaged your vitality this time, almost to the point of damaging your foundation. You must recuperate properly."

Watching the flying boat go away, Fang Yi narrowed his eyes. The Ning family of Baiweilou was also a foundation-building family.
"The spirit remains of the second-level demon beast Fengyu Luan, hey, it does have a profound heritage."

Fang Yi was calm and was not confused by the spirit body of the second-level monster, Feng Yu Luan.

Now that the beast tide is approaching, one's main focus should naturally be on improving one's cultivation.

As for the second-level puppet, a candidate has already been chosen, thanks to the suppression of Song Qinghe and Ji Yan.

Now, the "Heart Puppet Technique" that Fang Yi was performing on Gu Jiushang was progressing extremely quickly. Only one point was left before the secret technique of living puppet could be completed.

Fang Yi felt the golden mark in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He roughly estimated that it wouldn't take long to completely eliminate the threat, allowing Gu Jiu to change his mind and fully acknowledge his master. As for the Ning family's second-level Fengyu Luan spirit skeleton in Qianzhenlou, it was indeed extremely precious, but with the good karma of saving Ning Xinrui, he could exchange it with them after he established his own foundation.

"Now, the most important thing is to enter the inner gate first."

Fang Yi slapped his storage bag, and a red token was raised.

The red jade token was suspended in the air. As a burst of withering magic power was injected, an invisible wave came out from the token.

Yuping Peak.

In a cave, the spiritual energy was extremely dense.

Xiao Changce opened his eyes and a breath of hot fire came out of his mouth.

A first-level spiritual bamboo was infected by the fire and turned completely into ashes in just a few breaths.

He took out a dragon-shaped jade pendant from his waist.

A fiery red dot flickered on the jade pendant, a ray of light shot out from his hand, and the jade bell hanging beside the cave slowly rang.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Not long after, an old monk in a black robe and with silver hair slowly stepped into the cave, leaning on a cane.

The old monk bowed to Xiao Changce and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Master, what are your instructions?"

Looking at the respectful old man under the stone platform, Xiao Changce felt a little helpless.

"Mr. Wu, didn't I tell you that we have been friends for many years? There's no need to be so formal."

Mr. Wu leaned on the crutch in his hand, his face serious, and spoke slowly, word by word.

"Thank you for your appreciation, Master, but there is a difference between high and low, and I hope you will forgive me."

"Hey!"

Xiao Changce looked at the old stubborn man under the stone steps, pinched his eyebrows, and felt a headache.

"A cultivator came down from Xuanyang Mountain, holding my Red Sun Token, but was blocked outside the inner gate. I'd like to trouble Elder Wu to bring him into my Yuping Peak."

Old Wu looked a little strange.

"But you need to prepare the cave, robes, maids, and servants according to the young master's specifications."

"Master Wu, you misunderstood. He's just an outer sect cultivator I've taken a fancy to. He's only at the seventh level of Qi training, but he's already a top-tier puppeteer. Recruiting him would also benefit Yuping Peak."

"That's what you said when the Seventh Young Master came."

"This time is different from the last time, Old Seven."

"That's according to the rules of the eldest, fifth, or thirteenth young master."

"Master, he is just a young master. The treasury of Yuping Peak is still full. There is no need to do this."

Seeing that Old Wu was full of disbelief, Xiao Changce's voice became lower and lower, and he finally gave up his last struggle.

He sighed.

call!
"Just prepare a cave for him as my registered disciple. The cultivator's name is Fang Yi, and he has wood-attributed spiritual roots."

Mr. Wu returned the greeting respectfully.

"I understand. Follow the rules of the Fifteenth Young Master."

Half an hour later.

Fang Yi looked up and saw a red fire cloud coming from the horizon.

The fire cloud slowly descended and finally hovered not far in front of Fang Yi.

A monk in a black robe walked out from the fire cloud. The monk was quite old and held a wooden crutch in his hand.

He tapped the wooden crutch lightly, and dozens of red ladders fell in front of Fang Yi.

"Is this Fang Yi, Master Fang?"

"My surname is Wu. Today, I am ordered by Master Changce of Yuping Peak to come here and take you back to the peak."

Fang Yi looked at the old man named Wu in front of him, whose aura and cultivation level fluctuated.

Then he looked at the monk behind him.

Behind him were ten cultivators, five men and five women. The men were handsome and tall, and the women were also beautiful. The two leading cultivators, one man and one woman, were both at the mid-level of Qi training.
Fang Yi had doubts in his heart and almost wanted to turn around and leave, but he was stared at by the cultivator in front of him.

"Xiao Changce is being too kind to me for a private visit. If someone shows you kindness for no reason, they're either a traitor or a thief. You need to be careful."

Fang Yi had a puzzled look on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, I am Fang Yi. I wonder if such a grand ceremony is a bit excessive."

Mr. Wu smiled very kindly.

"That's not an exaggeration. That's not an exaggeration. Most of the previous young masters were like this."

(End of this chapter)