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

Chapter 151 Jiuhan Market
Fang Yi is not without a solution.

If he uses all his strength, he will reveal all his cards.

Sacrifice the spirit puppet, and then use the strange object Black Gale to activate the Wind Feather Eagle puppet.

It is not impossible to cooperate with other puppets in your hands to forcibly break the formation and seize the second-level Moon-gazing Stone Spirit Mine.

But that would be a huge loss. The cost and value of a spirit puppet are hundreds of low-grade spirit stones, and it takes a long time to nurture.

What's more, it is not difficult to break the formation, but the difficult part is to kill all the cultivators in it.

Otherwise, once the news leaks, it is very easy for complications to arise.

If the Tianji Master hidden in the Xuanyang Sect knew about it, it would be a huge crisis.

What's more, the mine is deep and is guarded by formations. Even if Fang Yi uses all his strength to activate the Xiaosou Tianzhen method.

He was also unable to find out whether there were any monks hiding in the mine or whether there was a secret passage for escape.

Fang Yi pinched his eyebrows.

Then he waved his sleeves and raised up dozens of palm-sized rat-shaped puppets.

This puppet was made alive from a first-grade low-grade demon beast, the mole.

Although its rank is only low-grade and its combat power is extremely poor, it is good at the art of walking on the ground.

Fang Yi planned to use this puppet to explore the size of the mineral vein and the range covered by the defensive formation.

'Not enough, still a little short.'

His thoughts moved.

'Seven Commandments.'

A yellowish-brown spiritual light shot out from the spirit beast bag and turned into a small silver-white beast, which arched its back in Fang Yi's arms.

Then the seven rings transformed into a brown-yellow spiritual light and disappeared under the ground.

This is the earth escape technique that Qijie mastered after his cultivation level was advanced to the first-class upper level, which was further awakened by the ancient true spirit and the bloodline of the Tianpeng Beast.

Fang Yi shot out a blue-gray spiritual light.

Dozens of mole puppets, with bronze light flowing on their claws, also quickly drilled into the ground.

Fang Yi leaned against the ancient tree, and continued to practice the "Book of Life and Death", completely concealing his own aura.

But the spell in his hand did not stop, and he continued to use the secret technique of the soul "Xiaosou Tianzhen Fa".

Waves of invisible fluctuations continued to spread and return. Fang Yi patiently explored the information of the monks traveling in and out of the mineral vein.

Half a month later.

A tiny cry was heard from an ancient tree.

"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!"

Feel the information constantly coming from the mole puppet in your hand.

Fang Yi has confirmed that he alone cannot kill all the cultivators in this spiritual mine.

As for the transaction, which involves a second-level spiritual mine, he would not take the risk of betting that the cultivator who occupies the spiritual mine would not be tempted.

'So, we can only change the method'

Even though they sent out the mole puppet and had the help of the Seven Rings, they still hadn't found a loophole that could solve the problem once and for all.

However, based on the information he had obtained in the past half month, Fang Yi already had a vague idea of ​​a solution in his mind.

"A family of monks monopolizes the small moonstone mine. Perhaps this is possible."

Wearing a Lingsang brocade robe, with a flash of green light, Fang Yi had already disappeared under the ancient tree.

Half a day later.

A green auspicious cloud rushed across the sky.

Auspicious clouds slowly descended, and a monk wearing a Lingsang brocade robe, holding a Ruyi magic weapon in his hand and wearing a white jade crown on his head stepped out.

Stepping into the gathering place and listening to the noisy sounds around him, Fang Yi thought about the conversation he had with Yang Caier at Bingpo Peak a month ago.

There is a medium-sized mineral vein in the Jiuhan Mountain, which can produce the first-grade medium-quality spiritual material Xiaoyue Stone.

This was an opportunity discovered by Yang Caier's master, Master Han Jing, the master of Bingpo Peak, who once traveled here after establishing his foundation in Taoism.

After Taoist Han Jing established his Taoist foundation, he traveled throughout the Dayun Immortal Cultivation World, searching for spiritual objects to forge his own magical weapon.

He discovered a medium-grade spiritual mine in Xiaohan Mountain, where there was a small moonstone ore mother that was undergoing advanced transformation.

This mother ore is originally a first-grade top-level spiritual material. Once it is upgraded, it will become a second-grade spiritual object.

Even those who have reached the foundation-building stage are quite eager for second-level spiritual objects.

Upon seeing this, Master Han Jing took action himself and sealed and nurtured the mother ore using a secret method. Now, after calculating the time, it has been thirty years.

Fang Yi came here to get this Moon-gazing Stone, which had already been upgraded to the second-grade spiritual material level.

"Sir, please stay."

Hearing the sound coming from his ears, Fang Yi stopped.

"Hello, Immortal, this must be your first time here.
I am Liu San, a humble servant who grew up in Jiuhan Mountain and is very familiar with the area. Immortal, would you like to hire me? I only need half a spirit stone a day."

Fang Yi had no expression on his face as he looked quietly at the young monk who was blocking his way.

The monk was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a gray robe, with his body slightly bent. His eyes were dark and his eyeballs were rolling around, making him look quite shrewd.

Liu San felt the cold and deep gaze of the handsome monk in front of him and shuddered.

I wanted to leave several times, but I always felt a trace of chill lingering in my neck, heart, dantian and other vital parts.

Goose bumps kept appearing on his skin, and the cold sweat on his back also completely soaked his gray robe.

At this moment, Liu San felt extremely regretful.

"I was mistaken. Looking at the monk's attire, I thought he was a young master from a small Qi-cultivating family. I never imagined he was a Red Sun Tiger in Green Leaf Sheep's clothing."

Seeing the young monk in front of him, his face was calm, but his eyes were full of fear.

Fang Yicai slowly withdrew his gaze. He knew very well that Jiuhan Mountain was a mixed bag of people, although there were no cultivators who had established a foundation in Taoism.

But none of the monks who can survive here are simple characters.

However, Yang Caier had already told herself the location of the mineral vein where the second-level spiritual material Moonstone was located.

But that was thirty years ago, and the situation is different now.

Fang Yi has already gone to the small moonstone mine and spent half a month exploring it personally.

It was discovered that the mineral vein had been occupied by a small Qi training family, who had also set up a first-grade, top-quality defensive formation.

When Fang Yi saw the cultivator in front of him, he already knew how powerful he was, and he slowly withdrew the evil spirit around him.

"Well, Liu San, right? You are quite perceptive. You will be the guide of the Jiuhan Mountain Market. This spiritual stone is a reward for you. If you work hard for me, you will definitely get some benefits.

If something goes wrong, you'll risk your life."

Liu San bent down three points lower, then carefully took the low-grade spirit stone that Fang Yi handed over.

Seeing the monk being so generous, greed appeared in his eyes, but then he remembered the bone-chilling coldness just now and quickly suppressed his greed.

He spoke in a flattering tone.

"I understand, Immortal Master. I wonder what brings you to the Jiuhan Market?"

Fang Yi knew this local tyrant very well and had a deep understanding of this market. Moreover, he did not need to hide his identity for his purpose this time.

In other words, his identity as a cultivator from Xuanyang Mountain and a disciple of the Foundation Establishment Master was the greatest help in his plan.

"Liu San, please find me a place to stay first. I will ask you something later."

"Master, you have found the right person. Who in Jiuhan Mountain doesn't know me, Liu San'er? I am known as the know-it-all.
I wonder what specific requirements the Immortal has for this place to stay."

Liu San lived up to his self-proclaimed title of know-it-all in Jiuhan Mountain, and knew all the major inns and caves in the market like the back of his hand.

"Master, although the spiritual vein in Jiuhan Mountain is only of medium quality, it is very broad and has many branches.

There are several Qi training families who share this spiritual vein.

The strongest among them are the Feng and Wei families, both of which have several high-level Qi training masters to suppress them. The remaining families do not have a single high-level Qi training master."

Liu San carefully observed Fang Yi's expression, and seeing that he did not show any impatience, he continued speaking.

“Therefore, the two best inns in the Jiuhan Mountain market are the Spring Breeze Tower and Drizzle Pavilion, built by the Feng and Wei families respectively.

The conditions of the two houses are similar. I wonder which one you want to go to?"

"A high-level Qi training cultivator?" Fang Yi's eyes flashed with a hint of amusement.

Then he remembered the word "Feng" embroidered in gold thread on the robes of the monks traveling back and forth in the small moonstone vein.

he asked.

"What's the relationship between the Feng and Wei families like? They're like water and fire, right?"

Liu San chuckled.

Then he looked around cautiously, and seeing that there were no cultivators from the Feng and Wei families, he spoke.

"The Immortal has a keen eye. There is only one market in Jiuhan Mountain. To vie for control of it, the Feng and Wei families would fight tooth and nail.
Half a year ago, while fighting for a mineral vein, the fifth elder of the Feng family was ambushed by the Wei family and nearly lost his life."

After listening to what Liu San said, Fang Yi's thoughts became clearer.

"But don't just believe one side of the story. We need to investigate further. If it's feasible, we might even get an unexpected reward."

"Liu San, take me to the inn run by the Feng family monks."

Liu San bowed slightly, speaking in a respectful tone.

"Okay, Feng Family Chunfeng Tower, please follow me, Immortal Master."

Three days later.

Chunfeng Tower, a cave dwelling of Grade A.

Fang Yi was thinking about the information he had gathered in the past few days.

"The Feng and Wei families are indeed at loggerheads, and the Feng family's fifth elder died of his injuries a few days ago. There is no possibility of peace talks between the two families."

Fang Yi knew very well that such a small Qi-cultivating family did not have a master who could build a foundation to suppress them. Therefore, they had to use blood as a bond to maintain the family cohesion.

He had also recently conducted some investigations into Jiuhan Mountain and found that it was extremely short of resources for cultivation.

This high-level Qi training cultivator must have been supported by the entire clan.

The Feng family lost a high-level Qi training cultivator who was seriously injured and passed away. Whether it is for bloodline or interests, the Feng family will never give up.

What's more, the original two families, the Feng family had five high-level Qi practitioners, and the Wei family had six, so they could still maintain a balance.

Now, the number of high-level Qi training cultivators has become four in the Feng family and six in the Wei family.

Fang Yi knew it clearly in his heart.

There was no need for that at this time. He disguised himself as a cultivator from the Wei family, killed the high-level Qi-cultivating cultivator from the Feng family, and provoked conflicts between the two families.

Considering the Feng family's current strength, the Wei family must have been eyeing them for a long time.

"Now, all I need to do is show off my skills and wait for the Feng family to invite me."

Fang Yi shot out a beam of light from his hand that could convey a message.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

"come in."

Fang Yi spoke in a calm tone, looking at the rather respectful cultivator in front of him.

With his lips slightly opened, he used the secret technique of the soul: the bewitching sound.

Invisible sound waves penetrated into Liu San's ears, and in just a few breaths, his eyes became confused.

"Liu San, how is the news I asked you to spread?"

(End of this chapter)