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

Chapter 161: Looking for an Alchemist in a Brothel

The gray-robed monk walked steadily.

Not long after, they left Jiuhan Market.

The monk stopped under an ancient tree, scanned with his spiritual sense, and confirmed that there was no one around.

All the muscles and bones in his body were vibrating, and his face also changed, revealing a handsome face.

This disguised monk is none other than Fang Yi who returned from the Moonstone Mine.

Fang Yi lowered his head in thought and pinched his eyebrows.

After hearing what he heard in the teahouse and combining it with his investigations over the past two days, he already had an idea of ​​what was going on.

'Soul tablet?
It seems that the Wei family also has capable people.

After the death of many high-level Qi-cultivating cultivators, the cultivators in the clan scattered and fled.

This way, it is difficult to eradicate the problem completely.'

Fang Yi shook his head.

In his hand, he held up a jade pool, which emitted a pale white spiritual light.

There is a red blood bead in the pool, only the size of a thumb, with a slightly fishy and sweet taste, floating in the pool of bones.

This was another red blood bead that Feng Ning had refined three days ago. It was only of the lower first grade.

three days ago.

After Fang Yi finished refining the Red Blood Pearl and the Soul-Condensing Liquid, he wanted to wipe out both the Feng and Wei families at once to prevent future troubles.

But the result was a deviation.

He set up a large formation and quietly cleared out the Feng family. All the cultivators of the Wei family had left.

Obviously, this cultivator from the Wei family also has some survival wisdom.

If they scattered and fled like this, Fang Yi would not waste time and would kill all the Wei family cultivators.

After all, according to its investigation.

The Wei family cultivators were unaware of the situation and believed that their clan was trying to seize the Little Moonstone Mine, and that the cultivators had perished, and that they had been annihilated by the Feng family.

Even if the Feng family had some cultivators left outside, they were not a significant force and were unaware of their presence in the small moonstone mine.

The half-true, half-false rumors in the market are enough to cover up the truth.

in this way.

Fang Yi naturally had to hurry up and refine the Blood Yang Spirit Pill so that he could reach the second level of body refining as soon as possible.

Three months later.

A green light flashed across the sky and slowly landed in front of Fengling Fairy City.

Fang Yi looked up at the ancient city with the words "Feng Ling" carved on it.

A bronze token in his hand was activated by it, and it was full of spiritual light and carried some mysterious sensation.

This bronze token is used to conjure up two magical restrictions, one for transmitting sound and one for sensing.

It is a low-grade magic weapon, and the tokens come in pairs.

As long as the cultivator does not isolate the token, he can sense the approximate location of the other token within a radius of ten miles, and it can also transmit sound.

Produced by the Xuanyang Mountain Weapon Refining Hall, it is often used by fellow disciples and friends to communicate with each other.

'Friend Xu is right here'

Two months ago, Fang Yi saw the subsequent development of Jiuhan Mountain, and it was exactly what he wished.

Several new Qi-refining families were left behind by the Feng and Wei families, and the control of the market and the small moonstone mines were in constant conflict.

In a short time, the truth was completely covered up.

Fang Yi returned to Bingpo Peak of Xuanyang Mountain and handed the Moon-gazing Stone to Yang Caier.

Afterwards, he followed the token that Xu Qingshe had exchanged with him and headed towards Fengling Fairy City.

This Fengling Fairy City is the largest gathering place for independent cultivators in Dayun Kingdom.

The city is also guarded by a Jindan Zhenren who was born as a free cultivator. He claims to be permanently neutral and does not participate in the clashes between the various forces in Dayun Kingdom.

Therefore, many independent cultivators gathered here and the business became prosperous.

But there are good and bad people here, not only are there children from major families and sects, but there are also evil cultivators and demonic cultivators mixed in.

Where there is a market, there is demand. As more and more shady transactions occur, the largest underground black market in the entire Dayun cultivation world will emerge.

It is an excellent place to sell stolen goods. Even spiritual objects that cannot be seen in ordinary markets appear there.

Fang Yi also had some guesses about Xu Qingshe's purpose of coming here.

At the last Changqing gathering, he was looking for something to nourish his soul, and the bronze ring in his hand was dim.
He also talked about encountering a half-demon in the foundation-building stage. It was obvious that his remaining soul had paid a considerable price. He had obviously come to Fengling Fairy City to look for a treasure to nourish his soul.

Fang Yi raised the bronze token in his hand, and then a ray of light shot out.

An invisible wave came out from the token, and through the frequency of the token's fluctuation, Fang Yi expressed the message of making an appointment with Xu Qingshe.

Soul-nourishing treasures are rare.

He didn't think that within half a year, Xu Qingshe had already collected enough to awaken the remaining soul.

Half a month later.

In a small courtyard, bamboo shadows sway.

Qijie lay on the large bluestone, basking in the sunlight, flipping through the formation book in his hand.

"Humph?"

As if sensing some information, the silver-white little beast opened its mouth and a beam of spiritual light shot out.

The spiritual light dissipated, and a black and white formation flag fluttered without wind. As the flag waved, clouds and mist surged.

A crack appeared in the small maze that covered the entire courtyard.

"Wow!"

A clear chirping sound was heard.

A palm-sized cloud crane, with its neck held high, slowly descended.

Qijie felt the familiar breath and the faint fragrance of elixir on the cloud crane. His dark eyes lit up slightly, and the yellow-brown spiritual light was injected into the cloud crane.

Seeing Yunhe transform into a red piece of letter paper, Qijie pounced forward, picked up the letter in his mouth, and walked towards the training room.

In the training room.

Five slender and gorgeous feathers, entangled with rich wind-attribute spiritual power, floated in the air.

The Wind Feather Eagle Puppet is located under the feathers.

Blue and gray spiritual light flowed in Fang Yi's hands, and the spiritual light flickered, connecting the Wind Feather Eagle puppet and the energy of the five second-level demon bird's natal feathers.

Refining a second-order puppet was already difficult, let alone Fang Yi, who was only a Qi cultivator. To be on the safe side, he continuously used the Qi of the Wind Feather Eagle puppet to infect and assimilate the five fundamental life feathers.

Looking at the slender and gorgeous second-level feathers, the aura gradually became the same as that of the Wind-Feathered Eagle.

Fang Yi nodded with satisfaction.

'The feathers have been completely contaminated by the Fengling Eagle's energy, and then it is time to practice the water-grinding technique.

Hmm? Seven Commandments

Fang Yi raised his brows and looked towards the door of the training room following his spiritual perception.

I saw a small silver-white beast rushing towards me with a red letter in its mouth.

He stroked the little animal in his arms and found its fur felt very nice.

He took down the letter and unfolded it, looking at the familiar alchemy furnace mark and soul aura on it.

"Three days later, Feihua Tower? Hidden identity"

The Feihua Tower is one of the top entertainment venues in Fengling Fairy City.

Rumor has it that there is a close relationship between him and the Jindan Zhenren.

Fang Yi frowned slightly.

"Junior Brother Xu chose this place. Is he in trouble? Or is he plotting against others and can't show up?"

Thinking of the ancient miraculous skill "Heaven and Earth Baking Furnace Method" practiced by Xu Qingshe, he also had a headache.

This technique originally came from Banbian Dao Ren, one of the ten great ancient prodigies, and was finally completed by Yan Zu. To advance in practice, one needs to refine the spiritual flames of heaven and earth.

But the strange spiritual flames of heaven and earth are so rare.

Even if it is only a first-level spiritual flame, it is precious to those who have established their foundation.

When Xu Qingshe practices this method, she is destined to suffer many disasters and have to compete with many cultivators.

Fang Yi looked at Feng Lingying in the quiet room, and the magic gestures in his hands changed.

"Wow!"

The Fengling Eagle puppet cried out.

Five second-level demon bird feathers were swallowed into its stomach.

Feeling the power of the Wind Feather Eagle Puppet, his heart was shocked.

Although the upgrade has not been completely completed, this puppet has reached the quasi-second level.

If it is fully activated and fused with the black罡风 and the second-level demon bird's natal feathers, it can also possess the combat power of a second-level puppet.

In this way, he will be able to fight against a master who has reached the foundation-building stage.

What's more, the strongest point of this Fengling puppet is not its combat power. As a second-level spiritual bird puppet with wind attribute, its strongest point is its escape speed.

This is also the reason why Fang Yi, who has handled many first-grade, high-quality monster skeletons, is obsessed with refining spiritual bird puppets.

Where there is life, there is hope.

After practicing for hundreds of years in two lifetimes, he had long seen through that on the path of cultivation, the longer you live, the farther you can go.

Three days later.

The silver moon hangs high.

Nie Zhirou had charming eyes and eyebrows. She leaned against the door of Feihua Tower and gently waved the cloud fan in her hand.

She was wearing a piece of gauze, and her graceful figure was faintly visible in the breeze.

"Ok?"

Nie Zhirou snorted and looked at a burly monk wearing black armor and a jade ring around his waist.

After swallowing some saliva, a glimmer appeared in Danfeng's eyes.

"Such a rich yang energy, such a figure! Such vitality!"

She walked lightly with lotus steps, bringing with her a faint fragrance, to the side of the monk.

"My dear brother, you have come to Peach Blossom Alley to seek pleasure.

Then you've come to the right place. My Feihua Tower is the most prestigious pleasure tower in Fengling Fairy City. The ladies in the tower are so beautiful that they can make fish sink to the bottom of their chests, geese fall to the ground, and the moon hide in shame."

Nie Zhirou saw the expressionless monk in front of her and felt anxious.

"If big brother is interested, I can also have a long talk with you by candlelight."

Fang Yi looked at the charming female cultivator in front of him. She was being pretentious, showing off her graceful figure and the fullness of her breasts, looking like a pro in the pleasure quarters.

He was not tempted at all, his heart was as calm as water, and he even felt like laughing.

After hundreds of years of cultivation and having spent his previous life in the demonic realm, he was not afraid of lust. He had shared a night of pleasure with at least fifty to several hundred female cultivators.

He could tell at a glance that the charming female cultivator in front of him was a virgin.

If he had reached the Jindan level in his previous life, he might still be in the mood to have some fun with him, but it would only bring him some minor benefits.

But it is not possible now. The world of cultivating immortals is full of dangers, and there is no sense of security in this Qi training stage.

Fang Yi shook his head, and a dull sound came out of his mouth.

"This young lady is a little late. I have an appointment. I wonder if Fairy Guan Guan in Feihua Tower is here?"

Nie Zhirou's face froze. When she heard Guan Guan's name, a trace of ugliness flashed across her face, but she still forced a smile.

"Sister Guan Guan, I'm familiar with this. Fellow Taoist, please follow me."

Looking at the swaying female cultivator in front of him, Fang Yi followed slowly without delving into the matter.

For them, finding an alchemist who can refine second-level elixirs is the top priority.

As for the rest, they are just minor details and don't bother you.

Half an hour later.

Fang Yi lifted the veil in front of him and walked into the house.

Following Xu Qingshe's instructions on the letter, he placed the token on the wooden table and spoke to the female cultivator in front of him.

"Miss Guan Guan, it's been a long time since we last met. I'm here to keep our appointment."

Guan Guan lifted a strand of black hair from the corner of her lips, and her watery eyes quickly swept across the token on the sandalwood table.

His tone was gentle.

"Brother Chen, it's been a while since we last met. I brought the magical weapon I asked you to buy last time."

Seeing the black-armored monk in front of him take out a jade hairpin from his bosom, Guan Guan's face became determined.

Then she waved her sleeves, and a pink light curtain rose in the house with a faint scent of powder, isolating the inside and the outside.

"Brother Xu, you can come out now."

(End of this chapter)