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

Chapter 139 Easily Win
Fang Yi looked at Huo Weitao with a hint of sympathy in his eyes. This junior brother Huo in front of him was obviously an extremely unlucky cultivator.

The fact that he was able to cultivate the "Erjiu Xuan Gong", the inheritance left by Banbian Taoist, to a level comparable to the eighth level of Qi training, shows that his talent in body training must be quite superior.

If one practices ordinary first or second level body-building exercises, the time required to build a foundation may be quite long.

It will definitely not end up like it is now with no one paying attention to it.

But now the possibility of its transformation foundation is basically cut off.

Although Banbian Taoist was born in a strange place, he was extremely talented. The martial arts he created, even if it was incomplete, were of the rank of ancient miraculous skills.

But success and failure are both due to Xiao He.

The magic power cultivated from the ancient miraculous skills is extremely pure. If you want to change the foundation, you can only change to a higher-grade skill.

In the entire world of cultivating immortals, there are doubts as to whether there are any techniques that are higher in rank than the ancient miraculous skills.

But if one were to disperse his power and start over again, how many cultivators would have the lifespan to do so?

Fang Yi immediately dismissed the idea of ​​practicing the "Erjiu Xuan Gong" after Gu Jiushang was refined into a living puppet.

Ancient times.

Countless number of Tianjiao monks, ignorant and naive, practiced the skills left by this Banbian Taoist.
But let alone condensing the Nascent Soul, even in the inheritance of the Guifu Shengong Pavilion, there have been few cultivators who have formed the Golden Elixir.

But nothing in the world is absolute, and there are also powerful people who can accomplish this incomplete and miraculous feat.

The most famous cultivator among them was the powerful Yan Zu, who completed the "Heaven and Earth Baking Furnace Method" and eventually cultivated to the realm of transformation.

After his technique was perfected, the first thing he did was not to hold a ceremony to transform into a god, but to hold the all-powerful magical treasure, the furnace of heaven and earth, and attack the Taoist mountain gate on the upper half, and have a "friendly" exchange of ideas.

According to the records in the Guifu Shengong Pavilion, there are records of gloating over other people's misfortunes.

This half Taoist originally wanted to stay in the inn, but was finally forced to ascend because of two geniuses who climbed out of this bottomless pit.

In order to avoid being held accountable later, he hurriedly fled and ascended away.

Huo Weitao looked at the expression of the puppet master in front of him and knew that Fang Yi already understood the origin of the "Erjiu Xuan Gong".

Fang Yi took out a jade bottle from his storage bag again and handed it to the unlucky monk in front of him.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Huo, for clearing up my doubts. This Xuanzhi Qi-boosting Pill is just a token of my appreciation."

Seeing Huo Weitao hesitate for a while but finally take the pill, Fang Yi nodded secretly in his heart.

Yes, he did not give up on the cultivator who practiced "Erjiu Xuan Gong".

Huo Weitao fell into the bottomless pit of Banbian Taoist, and it can be said that his road was cut off from then on.

In his previous life, Fang Yi was just a Jindan Zhenren, so he could not match the ancient miraculous achievements of this Huashen Great Power.

But he was quite clever.

If it is an ordinary Qi training method, the future will naturally be blocked, but "Erjiu Xuan Gong" is a body training method.

Fang Yi changed his mind. Just because he couldn't solve the problem while alive didn't mean he wouldn't have a solution after death.

Huo Weitao has such an outstanding talent in body refining that he has already cultivated a protective light.

Although it cannot be used as material for living puppets, it is also the best material for refining corpses.

Fang Yi estimated that with his current lifespan, he didn't need to force himself to take any action.

This cultivator who cultivates the protective light has outstanding talent and will certainly not sit and wait for death, but this cultivator is quite poor and only needs to show that he has enough financial resources.

If anyone takes the bait, Huo Weitao will come to you. After a little practice, he will become a second-level underworld corpse.
Now it’s just a small investment of elixirs, which is just a casual move for Fang Yi.

He plants the seeds, and they will blossom and bear fruit. Even if he fails, it will not have much impact.

If successful, with a second-level underworld corpse and a second-level living puppet, even if Fang Yi has not yet established his foundation, he will dare to fight against those who have established their foundation.

On the Jiuxiao Fighting Arena, Tian Lei Zi saw that all the fights had come to an end.

With a push of his magic power, the purple token magic weapon was activated again.

"Crack."

"Crack."

The split Jiuxiao Fighting Platform quickly came together.

Afterwards, clouds and mist rolled up on the stage, and thirty-six white jade platforms appeared. Many monks who had obtained the Grade A tokens were projected onto the void platforms.

Tian Lei Zi's thunder-like voice echoed on the Jiuxiao Fighting Arena, and he began to explain the rules of the fight.

"The first battle has ended. The victorious disciple can challenge the monk with the A-number token. Each monk with the A-number token can only be challenged once by a monk with the B-number token.
After the first round of challenges is over, the defeated monk with the No. A token will have another chance to continue challenging the monk whose name is left on the platform.

The cultivator who finally stands on this battle stage is an inner disciple of Xuanyang Mountain."

Fang Yi felt a little helpless.

If it weren't for what Xiao Changce said, he would definitely have chosen a cultivator with a lower ranking.

With the fighting power he displayed, ordinary cultivators would naturally not bother themselves by seeking out a fight with him.

But now, he has to face his master, the only descendant in the outer sect. He has already anticipated the scene of everyone's attention on the fighting stage.

Amid the noise of many monks.

Fang Yi took a few steps forward and came in front of a tall monk wearing a red robe.

Looking at the person in front of him who looked somewhat similar to Xiao Changce, he spoke.

"I am Fang Yi from Yuping Peak, Xuanyang Mountain. I would like to ask for your guidance, Senior Brother."

Wow
All the cultivators in Yunhua Valley who knew about Xiao Changce's offspring looked towards the fighting stage.

Even the fake Dan Zhenren's eyes were quite amused.

Xiao Yusheng's smiling and high-spirited face also turned dark.

He spoke word by word.

"Junior Brother Fang, do you know who I am?"

Fang Yi was speechless.

"I'm fighting you because I know who you are. Your father wants to teach you a lesson, and I'm just doing it for the money."

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, please feel free to enlighten me."

"Good! Good! Good!" Xiao Yusheng was furious, his face was a little distorted, he took a step forward, turned into a beam of light, and landed on the fighting platform in the center.

"Fang Yi?! Today I will let you experience the hierarchy of seniority."

After saying this, Xiao Yusheng's long hair fluttered as he raised a crimson precious flag.

Fang Yi activated his magic power and landed on the fighting stage. Two rays of light shot out from the storage bag on one side.

The Wind-Winged Eagle and the Black-Armored Puppet appeared beside him.

Looking at the cultivator opposite, he seemed to be very powerful on the surface, but he had an unstable aura inside.

Fang Yi understood in his heart that this was a cultivator who had cultivated to the seventh level of Qi training simply by accumulating pills.

No wonder my master wanted to beat me up.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, if you want to blame someone, blame your father."

"Wow!"

Fang Yi urged his magic power, and the Wind Feather Eagle puppet let out a long cry and pounced towards the monk holding the treasure flag.

Then, the black-armored puppet followed closely behind, its fists flashing with bronze luster, and it struck the red protective flag with a hammer blow.

After just a few strikes, Xiao Yusheng's face turned pale.

"Bang bang. Bang."

A dull sound echoed on the Jiuxiao Fighting Arena.

In just a few dozen breaths, Xiao Yusheng went from being full of vigor and vitality to looking pale.

He muttered to himself in disbelief.

"You are both at the seventh level of Qi training. How can you be so strong?"

Fang Yi didn't say much about this.

Naturally, he had received benefits from Xiao Changce, and would have to rely on him in the future, so this first task must be done well.

"It's so difficult, it's not worthy of a top-grade demon beast's spirit skeleton."

Feeling that this was the easiest battle since he awakened his memory, Fang Yi could not imagine how there could be such a weak high-level Qi training cultivator.

"I wonder if the remaining heirs will be just as difficult. If so, this would truly be a windfall."

(End of this chapter)