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

Chapter 131: Deep Hidden Background
Fang Yi was shocked.

'coming. ’

Then his tone became flat.

"Uncle Xiao, please don't joke with me. This kind of spiritual land is not something I can enjoy."

Seeing that Fang Yi was not scared, Xiao Changce shook his head.

"Hey, my nephew is quite sober."

"This Red Flame Spiritual Land has been cultivated for nearly two decades since I forged my foundation in Taoism, thanks to my master. I don't know how much energy and effort I have put into this Fire Lotus, Spirit Silkworm, and even this great formation. What a pity!"

Fang Yi spoke quite cooperatively.

"Uncle Master, what's the pity?"

"Unfortunately, my life span is drawing to a close, and I am no longer able to protect this sacred place."

After saying that, Xiao Changce released his hidden aura. Strands of withered aura wrapped around his body, and wrinkles appeared on his face.

"Nephew, do you know why Elder Wu is so polite to you? And why I, your uncle, invited you to this Red Rock Spiritual Land? In Yuping Peak, even including my descendants, the number of people who know about this Red Rock Spiritual Land is less than one can count on one hand."

Fang Yi frowned and replied respectfully.

"My nephew doesn't know."

"Hey!"

Xiao Changce's tone was vague.

"That's because Elder Wu regards Junior-Martial-Nephew Fang as my lost offspring, and I also want Junior-Martial-Nephew to become my offspring."

Fang Yi's face froze and he was deeply shocked.

This Xuanyang Mountain is too weird.

The Qigong practitioner practices the "Great Method of Transformation between Heaven and Man" and comprehends the changes of Yin and Yang, thus transforming from a male practitioner to a female practitioner.

It's bad enough that a foundation-building cultivator is promiscuous, but he even wants to be the father of a strange cultivator?

What about the Jindan Zhenren? What other tricks does he have?
Fang Yi stuttered for the first time.

"Master Xiaoxiao, you have many descendants, and one of your disciples is striving for foundation building. This is known to everyone in the sect. I am just an ordinary Qi training cultivator, why do you have to do this?"

Xiao Changce, the pressure of his foundation-building power firmly locked onto Fang Yi.

"Junior Brother Fang, I really don't want to. If you agree, I will definitely help you cultivate with all my strength. I won't say anything else. Within ten years, you will definitely be able to reach the Foundation Establishment stage. After my lifespan is exhausted, this Yuping Peak, including all its spiritual lands and spiritual objects, will be yours to inherit."

As Xiao Changce's voice fell.

Faintly, scenes of him building the foundation of Taoism, being admired by thousands of people, owning a sacred place, and being surrounded by beautiful women appeared before Fang Yi's eyes one by one.

'Illusion? '

Fang Yi has the Three Lives Stone to suppress his soul, so this second-level illusion naturally has no effect on him.

He felt helpless in his heart, but his face showed confusion.

"My nephew's cultivation is limited, and I am not blessed enough to enjoy all these spiritual objects."

Seeing that Fang Yi was not blinded by greed, Xiao Changce nodded in satisfaction and quietly removed the illusion.

"In that case, Uncle Master has something to discuss with you."

Fang Yi's eyes gradually regained clarity, and he seemed unaware of the illusion just now. He spoke polite words as if he didn't need any spirit stones.

"Uncle Master, if you have anything to say, please feel free to ask. As long as I can do it, I will do my best."

Seeing this, Xiao Changce no longer hid his intentions.

"Master Fang, you know that my life is coming to an end. Are you willing to become my disciple?"

Fang Yi knew that since the Foundation Establishment cultivator in front of him had already spoken, he naturally could not refuse.

What's more, the Jiazi beast tide has begun, and no one knows what the top leaders of Xuanyang Mountain are planning. He really needs a backer.

Although the monk in front of him has a somewhat strange personality and odd hobbies, he is a good candidate as a backer.

Fang Yi bowed.

"Fang Yi greets Master."

There was a hint of joy on Xiao Changce's face, and it was obvious that Fang Yi was quite satisfied.

He was neither greedy nor arrogant, possessing a resolute mind and a prudent approach. Aside from his somewhat low aptitude and cultivation, everything else was to his liking. He pulled a robe from his storage bag. A radiant aura shone from it, carrying a faint fragrance of plants and trees, which drifted across Chiyan Lake.

"Since you are willing to take me as your master, I naturally need a magical weapon. I see that you are proficient in the art of puppetry, so your physical body is inevitably a little lacking. I will give you this defensive magical weapon, the Qingmu robe, for self-defense."

"It just so happens that the inner sect competition is about to begin. You should teach those useless offspring of mine a lesson."

Xiao Changce paused, as if he was afraid that Fang Yi might have some concerns.

"By the way, this first-grade, top-grade spirit skeleton is for you. From now on, for every loser you teach a lesson to, I'll give you another. Well, as long as you don't harm those losers' lives, a few minor injuries are nothing to worry about."

Fang Yi took the robes and storage bag.

The magic power surged, and after a few breaths, a magic ban was refined by it.

A defensive weapon against the Six Paths of Prohibition?
My new master is also very generous.

Half an hour later, the heavy stone door opened and closed again.

Watching Fang Yi's figure gradually disappearing into the distance.

A ray of spiritual light shot out from Xiao Changce's hand.

The magma in the Chiyan Lake was rolling, and a green lotus slowly rose from the magma.

Third-level spiritual object: Blue Flame Lotus.

The lotus is emerald green all over, with strands of vitality wrapped around it. A red spirit snake lies on the lotus platform.

The snake's tongue flicked out, and a tender and curious female voice came out of its mouth.

"Ace, what's so special about that cultivator named Fang Yi? Ajiu thinks he's just an ordinary cultivator, and his cultivation level is only at the high level of Qi training. Is he worthy of you spending so much effort to take him in as your disciple?"

Xiao Changce put the spirit snake in his hand, his eyes full of tenderness, and explained while stroking it.

"It's just a casual move. With the help of this third-level spiritual object: the Blue Flame Lotus, I already have a 30% chance of forming a pill. Now, by some strange coincidence, everyone thinks he is my illegitimate child. This is a good way to stimulate my useless offspring."

"With so many resources available and the spiritual roots being of high quality, it's really a waste for someone who has advanced to the foundation-building stage to become such a nobody."

Xiao Changce felt a little helpless.

"Ajiu, what do you think about me really taking Fang Yi in as my adopted son? I think his potential to build a foundation is really greater than those useless sons of mine."

Ah Jiu, his emerald green snake eyes rolled up, revealing a little bit of white.

Then he swung his long tail, leaving a red mark on Xiao Changce's face.

"Ace, stop being crazy. Old Man Wu has worked hard to clean up the mess for you. If you really like that cultivator, you can find an opportunity to accept him as your true disciple in the future."

Xuanyang Mountain, in Yuping Peak.

Old Wu led Fang Yi to a cave.

"Junior Brother Fang, since the master is unwilling to disclose your identity, then we can only follow the established rules. From today on, you are the master's registered disciple, but all your salaries will be paid as an inner disciple."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Wu!"

"Don't bother, don't bother"

A quarter of an hour later, Mr. Wu explained many matters with ease.

After leaving a token behind, he walked away slowly, leaning on his wooden crutch.

Fang Yi used his spiritual sense to investigate carefully, and after confirming that there was no hidden trick, he set up a defensive formation.

Then he slapped the pet bag, and a small silver-white beast jumped out of it.

Qijie grunted twice, and a message was transmitted into Fang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

"You sensed the same kind of information in that magma lake? It's much stronger than you."

The silver-white little beast nodded.

Fang Yi was thoughtful.

"A second-level demon pet with true spirit bloodline, and a third-level spiritual plant that I sensed myself, hey, my master is really good at hiding."

Thinking about how he had sensed the vitality beneath the decaying energy through the "Life and Death Sutra", Fang Yi knew that his backer might be able to take a step closer.

"The next step is to refine the robe and wait for the sect's Jiazi competition to begin."

Fang Yi slapped his storage bag, and the Qingmu robe was raised by him. The magic power around him surged, slowly refining the magic restrictions in the robe.

(End of this chapter)