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

Chapter 179 Second Order Human Puppet
A faint chewing sound was heard.

Then the sound continued to grow, and within a few breaths, the sounds of Gu Jiushang chewing and swallowing echoed throughout the entire cave.

Strands of negative energy descended.

Fang Yi felt his hair stand on end.

click
click
Gu Jiushang's blood and energy surged throughout his body, and his momentum continued to rise.

But from its feet, a gloomy and gloomy aura spread out, gradually freezing half of the lava lake.

"Jie! Jie! Jie!"

The shadow of Taotie let out a long and strange howl.

As Gu Jiushang ate.

Appetizer, main course, soup, dessert.
Wisps of gray-black deathly air gushed out from the banquet.

Thick gray air enveloped the shadow of Taotie.

The shadow of Taotie with the head of an ox and the body of a horse, wolf's fangs and sharp claws became clearer and more vivid, and the greed in his eyes became more and more obvious.

Watching Gu Jiushang eating and chewing, the screams continued to come from the banquet.

Fang Yi nodded.

'This "Xuan Tao Hundred Days Banquet" is indeed a forbidden evil method of the spiritual chef.

Song Qinghe's soul was actually bound in the banquet dishes and was swallowed mouthful by mouthful by the spiritual chef who prepared the banquet.

With the nourishment of this second-level soul, it should not be difficult for Gu Jiushang to forge a mid-level foundation for the Dao.

Fang Yi's eyes were filled with anticipation.

A living puppet with a mid-level Taoist foundation was a rare sight in the Guifu Shengong Pavilion once every few hundred years, even in ancient times.

After all, a cultivator who has forged a mid-level foundation of Taoism must have good qualifications, so why would he sacrifice himself to serve others?

Ten days later.

Gu Jiushang drank the last glass of blood wine, took out a piece of human skin and wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth.

He smiled at Fang Yi, spread his limbs and floated in the air.

His aura cultivation also reached a limit.

"Boom!"

A gray-black aura surged in the cave.

With the head of an ox and the body of a horse, Taotie with wolf fangs and sharp claws and Gu Jiushang merged into one.

Its momentum also broke through to the second level.

Seeing this, Fang Yi looked serious.

The Sutra of Life and Death was running at its peak, and the shadow of an ancient tree appeared behind him.

Wow

The emerald branches and leaves of the ancient tree floated down, and in coordination with the magic spells in Fang Yi's hands, they turned into marks and merged into the Taotie floating in the void.

"Ok?"

Fang Yi frowned slightly, watching the gray light surrounding Taotie's body, resisting the penetration of the living puppet mark.

"go with!"

This was expected.

Even if a foundation-building cultivator gives up everything, his soul will instinctively resist and turn himself into a puppet of others.

The "Heart Puppetry Technique" was fully activated.

A golden human-shaped phantom walked out from his sea of ​​consciousness, and the phantom merged with Fang Yi.

The subtle influence of these decades plays a huge role at this moment.

As the shadow turned into Gu Jiushang's appearance.

Fang Yi's aura also changed, becoming exactly the same as that of the monk floating in the air.

cheat!
The core of "Heart Puppetry" is deception, deceiving the monks who are being cast with this technique into believing in the puppeteer.

Replace its instinctive cognition little by little.

really.

As the Qi changed, the cultivator suspended in the air no longer resisted and the puppet mark was integrated.

As the mark continued to merge, Fang Yi's blood essence that had been injected into Gu Jiushang's body was also activated.

Strange lines emerged, winding and twisting, extending from the body to the Dantian Qi Sea and the Purple Palace of the Soul.

Leaving Fang Yi's mark on it bit by bit.

"what!!"

Severe pain came from his soul, and Gu Jiushang's veins popped up all over his body, and he wanted to resist.

"Buzz!"

Invisible sound waves gushed out of Fang Yi's mouth.

He used various mysterious magic methods to bewitch the soul, capture the spirit, and confuse the mind.

With the help of the shared energy between the two, the resistance of the spirit and soul can be quickly soothed.

More than a hundred days later.

Tick ​​tock!

Whether it was Gu Jiushang or Fang Yi, they both felt the first drop of foundation-building magic power taking shape in their dantian.

The spiritual energy in the spiritual vein was continuously extracted, and the golden spiritual stones that had been prepared long ago exploded one by one.

哗

As the spiritual energy vortex took shape, Gu Jiushang's soul began to transform rapidly, and one after another strange talisman marks also blended seamlessly with his soul.

"Whoo~"

Feeling his own mark and completely integrating into Gu Jiushang's soul, Fang Yi exhaled a breath of foul air.

Then he took out a jade bottle from the storage bag.

Looking at the jade bottle with only three pills left, he immediately took a Xuanzhi Qi-boosting pill.

The "Life and Death Flourishing Sutra" was running slowly. Although his own physical training had broken through to the second level, his Qi training level was only at the ninth level.

Even though the Wood Dao technique had excellent energy recovery capabilities and the "Life and Death Sutra" was the best among them, refining a second-level living puppet was already his limit.

Fang Yi felt a little emotional.

No wonder the Guifu Shengong Pavilion, a sect that gave birth to a powerful god, listed living puppets as one of the most top-level treasures in the tradition left behind by the puppetry.

Not to mention that the materials are hard to find, even though Fang Yi had made many preparations before, and the talent for refining the living puppet was extremely suitable, there were still some deviations in the several attempts this time.

Fang Yi was a third-rank puppet master in his previous life. Even though he lacks magical powers in this life, his puppetry skills are still there.

Even with such a narrow escape, this ordinary second-level puppeteer had no hope at all. Half a month later.

Gu Jiushang's aura slowly subsided, and the shadow of the Taotie around him also turned into a gray-black aura and merged into his natal magic weapon, the Taotie Knife.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

Gu Jiushang landed and slowly walked towards Fang Yi.

Although his expression changed several times, he finally sighed.

"Junior Brother Fang, I never thought that this Taoist withered man was actually you.

With a second-level demon beast and second-level body refining skills, what else can Junior Brother hide?
I remember the information from Xuanyang Mountain. The Inner Sect Competition just ended not long ago. Didn't Junior Brother just become a disciple of Master Xiao Changce of Yuping Peak? "

Gu Jiushang's expression was complicated and difficult to understand.

"I never knew that Uncle Xiao, a cultivator of the explosive power of fire magic, who is nearing the end of his life, would have a bastard as steady as you show up?"

The corners of Fang Yi's mouth twitched slightly.

"Illegitimate child? And Xiao Changce exploded?"

My own master is really good at hiding things.
And his life span is coming to an end?

Fang Yi shook his head, feeling that he had met his match.

Only someone like him who has cultivated longevity knows how difficult it is to cultivate longevity.

Afterwards, his magic power of withering and flourishing turned from withering to flourishing, and the decayed aura around his body was swept away, revealing his original form.

Fang Yi bowed slightly.

"Thank you for your care, Senior Brother Gu. It's a coincidence, but it shouldn't be exposed.

The road to immortality is long, and I hope that Senior Brother will give me more guidance."

Feeling the connection between himself and the cultivator in front of him, Gu Jiushang shook his head helplessly.

"Things are unpredictable. Who would have thought that a mere spiritual butcher from Ziweixian would have such a profound background now?"

Gu Jiushang was not the kind of person who would ask questions, but he just felt a little emotional.

Golden ripples rippled around him, washing away all the blood, anger, and resentment. He then bowed solemnly.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Fang, for saving me so many times. The road to immortality is long. I hope you can give me more guidance!"

Feeling Gu Jiushang's sincerity, Fang Yi returned the greeting.

Seeing this, Gu Jiushang transmitted a divine thought to Fang Yi.

"Junior Brother Fang, you must be extremely careful in Xuanyang Mountain. I swallowed Song Qinghe's soul, and I know why he is so difficult to encounter."

Fang Yi flipped through the information in his soul, his expression changed several times, and finally he exhaled.

"Yan Youtai, before he established his foundation, was already a second-level hexagram master, a Jindan Zhenren, a third-level hexagram master, and the disciple of Tianque Zhenren.

He is also regarded as the successor of Taoism by Tianque Zhenren.

This Song Qinghe is just a protector he trained."

Thinking about the energy left by Taoist Ku, Fang Yi already knew why this extremely talented cultivator had set his sights on him.

As the core descendant of Xuanyang Mountain, the most advanced sect in Dayun's cultivation world.

All the magic tools and spiritual objects are perfect, and only this "Life and Death and Flourishing Sutra" is his greatest opportunity.

As a cultivator with wood-attributed spiritual roots and a top-level divine master, once he practices the ancient miraculous skill "The Sutra of Life and Death", his lifespan will be extended by five levels, making up for the lack of vitality.

What Yan Youtai said was really possible, an opportunity to peek at the fourth-rank master of divination.

Fang Yi had murderous intent hidden in his heart.

If he could seize Yan Youtai's inheritance of the secrets of heaven, he might have a chance to glimpse the fourth-level master of divination.

"But I still need to hide my cultivation and gradually transform myself into an ordinary foundation-building cultivator in Xuanyang Mountain."

Fang Yikurong activated his magical power and slowly penetrated into Gu Jiushang's body.

As a puppeteer, no matter how special the living puppet is, he still needs to have full control over the puppet in order to drive it easily.

The blue-gray magic power continued to permeate the body, sensing the gray marks in the flesh and blood.

The magic power penetrated into the Dantian Qi Sea, feeling the shadow of the magic platform in it.

The altar is divided into six levels, and gray spiritual characters are engraved on the platform. The gray spiritual characters flow and collide, turning into the shadows of ground rats, Song Qinghe, or half-demon monks.

In the end, one of the three phantoms had the head of an ox and the body of a horse, with wolf fangs and sharp claws, and Taotie swallowed it all.

Sensing the half-formed seventh layer on the altar, Fang Yi felt a little regretful.

If the main material of the half-demon cultivator is also of the second-grade grade, Gu Jiushang thinks he can forge a top-grade Taoist foundation.

"boom!"

Fang Yi lifted up a black coffin, and it slowly opened with a dull sound.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Gu. Next, I have to go to Fengling Fairy City."

Seeing this, Gu Jiushang nodded slightly, turned into a gray spiritual light and fell into the coffin.

The coffin slowly shrank and was carried on Fang Yi's back. He was secretly planning in his heart.

'A second-level living puppet, a second-level demon pet, and a wind-feathered eagle puppet.

Now, all I need to do is enter the Red Fire Secret Realm once, obtain the mysterious heart fruit, and complete the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit. The top-grade foundation of Taoism is not far away.

Half a month 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 sound transmission token in his hand was activated by it, and it was full of spiritual light and carried some mysterious induction.

"Xu Daoyou
Still in Feihua Tower? ! ! "

Half a day later, the silver moon was hanging high in the sky.

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 handsome cultivator wearing green clothes.

Feeling the fragrance of plants and trees around the cultivator, he swallowed his saliva, and a glimmer appeared in his Danfeng eyes.

"Why are there so many good things these days? Such rich yang energy, such a beautiful face! Such vitality!"

Last time, my sister got ahead of me. This time, for the sake of the Nie family, I can't let that happen again."

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

"This young man is very polite. He came 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."

Hearing the familiar words and looking at the virgin female cultivator in front of him, Fang Yi felt a bit amused and helpless.
(End of this chapter)