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

Chapter 188 People’s hearts are unpredictable
Nie Zhirou looked at Chu Guanguan cautiously.

Chu Guanguan's face was also filled with shock. Unlike his own lover, the senior brother of his lover in front of him seemed somewhat weird.

But Chu Guanguan did not say anything to stop him.

As a cauldron cultivated by the Chu family to build the foundation, and with only low-grade spiritual roots, her life was much more difficult than Nie Zhirou's.

If Nie Zhirou is in Feihua Tower, it is only because of the special skills and her own interests.

Chu Guanguan was mostly forced by his family. Now that he has obtained Xu Qingshe's token, his status and position have greatly improved.

But she still knew where she stood.

She lifted her hair at the temples, looked at Fang Yi deeply, and put him on the list of people who should not be provoked and who needed to be befriended with great effort.

Chu Guanguan began to persuade.

"Sister Zhirou, everything Brother Fang said is correct.

Sister, let me be fair. We are all disciples of the Nie family, so why do you have to be sacrificed?
If there is not even a shred of chance, then we have received great favors from our family, and the family inheritance will be cut off, so it is okay for us to make some sacrifice.

But now there is more than one choice, Sister Rouer, that person is a Foundation Establishment Master! "

"This……"

Nie Zhirou's expression changed several times, and her heart was also fluctuating.

She naturally knew that the handsome monk in front of her had something to ask for.

A foundation-building seed from Xuanyang Mountain naturally has his eyes on something other than ordinary things.

But as Fang Yi said, they are all cultivators of the Nie family and have the potential to build a foundation.

But she was abandoned just because of her inferior qualifications, how could she not feel any resentment?
Fang Yi looked calm. He took out another gourd of spiritual spring water from his storage bag and started brewing spiritual tea.

The curl of water vapor rises with a faint fragrance of tea.

Sipping the magical tea in the jade cup.

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes, knowing that this family of cultivators was bound by blood, and their parents and elders were all in the family.

It's not something that can be impressed by just a few words.

He decided to add fuel to the fire.

"Miss Nie is considering the overall situation?

Take my advice, those who can make Miss Nie put the overall situation first are often the beneficiaries of the overall situation.

Moreover, after Miss Nie advances to the foundation-building stage, you will be the master of the situation."

'The beneficiary of the overall situation. I am the overall situation'

"I am the big picture! !"

Fang Yi's captivating words echoed in Nie Zhirou's heart.

Although the tone was plain, it touched the heart.

Nie Zhirou knew very well that the ancestor of the Nie family had given her a piece of mid-grade magical jade to help her avoid being deceived by external things.

The Concentrating Jade on his waist didn't react at all, indicating that he was not deceived by any secret techniques that could confuse the mind or bewitch the spirit.

But it is precisely because of this that the monk in front of him seems so terrifying.

Time passes slowly.

"Whoo~"

Nie Zhirou's chest heaved, he exhaled heavily, and stood up in anger.

"Brother Fang, please stop talking nonsense and trying to sow discord between me and my family!
I have something important to do, so I won't bother you anymore.

Sister Guanguan, let’s go.”

Chu Guanguan was startled and looked at Fang Yi with some blame, as if blaming him for speaking so directly.

For such a big thing, shouldn't we take a roundabout approach and then proceed step by step?

So anxious, there is no room for maneuver now.

"Sister Rou'er, Brother Fang Dao is also thinking about you. After all, you are different from your sister, but you have a medium-grade spiritual root."

Nie Zhirou shook her head, her tone firm.

"Sister Guan Guan, do you want to stay here or come with me?

Although the ancestor of my Nie family was injured, it is not something that a mere Qi-cultivating cultivator can spy on.

If you want to stay here, I will go first! ! "

After saying that, he left without looking back without waiting for Chu Guanguan to reply.

Chu Guanguan looked at Fang Yi helplessly and hurriedly chased after him.

In the stone pavilion.

Fang Yi did not try to persuade him to stay, but instead took a sip of the spiritual tea in his mouth.

He savored the lingering fragrance of the Queshe Lingcha in his mouth, his lips slightly curled up, not caring at all.

Desires are hard to satisfy. In the entire world of cultivating immortals, how many people are willing to sacrifice their own path to pave the way for others?

Especially don't make sacrifices, there is a solution at a small cost.

At least in Fang Yi's opinion, he couldn't do it, and that Miss Nie with bright eyes and white teeth couldn't do it either.

Otherwise, once you open your mouth, you won’t have the chance to continue.

She hesitated and pondered, but was ultimately defeated by her inner desires and reality.

The seeds have been planted, and we just have to wait for them to blossom and bear fruit.

"Senior Brother Gu!"

Fang Yi opened his mouth and called out.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Gu, for keeping an eye on the visitors these days. If Miss Nie comes here, bring her to see me directly and don't stop her.

If she has any gifts to give, please accept them."

A golden light flashed on Gu Jiushang's boots, and he walked to the stone pavilion in a few steps.

Then he bowed.

"Brother, I understand."

Fang Yi pondered for a moment and handed a storage bag to Gu Jiushang.

"By the way, Senior Brother, please go and find out what's happening with the Nie family in Baimujian. Find out which families are targeting the Nie family.

Who is the top-grade spiritual root foundation seed hidden in his clan?

By the way, Miss Guan Guan from Feihua Tower, please prepare some gifts and visit her to thank her for her kindness on my behalf."

Fengling Fairy City.

Jiuchuan Alley, Xuanshan Garden.

Nie Zhirou stepped into the garden somewhat absentmindedly.

After arriving at the Nie family in Baimujian, they were attacked by a tide of beasts.

The Nie family's ancestor, Master Chengxuan, gathered the cultivators who had escaped the disaster and brought them to Fengling Immortal City for refuge. Nie Zhirou had no idea why the foundation-building master in the clan was so kind. After all, Fengling Immortal City, while prosperous, was not a place to stay for long.

The remaining one or two hundred cultivators of the Nie family live in Fengling Fairy City. Just renting their caves costs a considerable amount of spirit stones.

Until the news that the clan's foundation-building seeds failed to build their foundation and the clan's ancestor was severely injured and dying was leaked by a traitor.

It dawned on her.

Thinking of this, Nie Zhirou smiled self-deprecatingly.

Although he is known as a direct descendant, he has lived in Feihua Tower for a long time due to his personality and skills.

Even the news that the clan's ancestor was injured was heard from other people. The title of this direct disciple is somewhat ridiculous.

"Zhirou. Zhirou, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing someone calling her name, Nie Zhirou came back to her senses and looked at the monk in front of her who was wearing a gray robe and had a small mustache.

She looked a little dazed.

"Uncle Thirteen? What do you want from me?"

Nie Guanhai looked at his niece who seemed a little absent-minded. He shook his head and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Niece Zhirou, why are you so distracted?

Although my Nie family was hit by the beast tide and was betrayed by a villain, our foundation is still there. We are just facing some minor setbacks at the moment.

You are one of the few high-level Qi-cultivating cultivators in your clan, but you must not let yourself be discouraged.

When the beast tide recedes and Tianhua has established his foundation, my Nie family will surely be able to return to Baimujian."

Nie Zhirou felt that the words of the cultivator in front of her were a bit harsh.

If it were an ordinary day, it would naturally not be like this.

Nie Tianhua is a cultivator with top-grade spiritual roots. He is usually gentle, kind to his clansmen, and practices very hard.

Allowing him to build a foundation for the Dao is indeed the best choice for the Nie family.

But today, after being enlightened by a certain black-hearted monk, the words and things that she had ignored in the past were constantly irritating her.

Nie Zhirou laughed at herself in her heart.

'The best option for the Nie family?

It's the best choice for the Nie family, but not for me!

Her lips moved several times, but she didn't say the words in the end.

"Uncle Thirteen is worrying too much. Zhirou is just a little tired."

Seeing that Nie Guanhai seemed to want to continue speaking.

"Uncle Thirteen, the ancestor is still waiting for his niece, Zhirou has gone ahead."

"Then my niece, you must take good rest."

Xuanshanyuan Center.

Nie Zhirou looked at the plaque inscribed with "Bai Mu Tang" in the quiet room and paused.

After calming down, she stepped into the lobby.

Looking at the old ancestor wearing a green wooden robe not far away, Nie Zhirou bowed.

"Ancestor Chengxuan, Zhirou has returned to report."

"Zhirou, thank you for your hard work."

Nie Chengxuan slowly raised his head.

"Zhirou, what was the result of your visit to Xuanyang Mountain to see the foundation-building seeds?
In your opinion, there is a certain possibility that the cultivator named Fang Yi can establish the foundation of Taoism.

Will he agree to protect my Nie family after building his foundation?"

“Reporting to the ancestor, the foundation-building seeds from Xuanyang Mountain have a powerful aura and profound heritage.

If I had the help of a foundation-building spiritual object, I think I would have at least a 70 to 80 percent chance of building a foundation."

For some unknown reason, Nie Zhirou did not tell Fang Yi what he had said to her.

It also increases the possibility of it becoming the foundation of the Tao by several percent.

"Seventy or eighty percent?!" Nie Chengxuan's tone was filled with a hint of surprise.

"Zhirou, your cultivation method is unique. As long as they are Qi cultivators, you can sense their fundamentals.

Is it really possible for Fang Yi to have such a high foundation-building level?"

"That's right. Zhirou sensed its aura, like an ancient tree, thriving with vitality. He must be practicing a second-level or higher wood-attributed technique."

Nie Zhirou recalled and spoke.

"God bless our Nie family! With the foundation-building seeds from Xuanyang Mountain, it shouldn't be difficult to obtain a spiritual object for foundation-building.

In this case, Zhirou, you can continue to talk to him. This is a second-level wood-attribute spiritual material, probably for the purpose of refining his natal magic weapon.

If I can get his help, my Nie family's two hundred years of inheritance will not be cut off in my hands."

Afterwards, Nie Chengxuan thought of the sacrifice of the female cultivator in front of him and comforted her.

"Zhirou, you have made great sacrifices for the greater good of our clan. If you have any requests, please feel free to raise them.

When Tianhua has established his foundation, even if Fang Yi is a cultivator from Xuanyang Mountain, he will still give some face to my Nie family.

My Nie family will definitely support you."

The overall situation of the clan?

You are the overall situation!

Fang Yi's words echoed in Nie Zhirou's ears again. She pursed her lips slightly and then bowed.

"Zhirou knows, ancestor, don't worry, the inheritance of my Baimujian Nie family will definitely not be cut off in this generation."

Seeing this, Nie Chengxuan nodded with satisfaction.

"Don't worry, Zhirou, the clan will never forget your sacrifice."

Midnight, in a corner of Xuanshan Garden.

The bright moon hangs high.

The silvery moonlight shines through the gaps in the wooden window and falls on the fair skin of a female cultivator with bright eyes and white teeth.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

Nie Zhirou paced back and forth in the training room.

She was in an unusually depressed mood.

The attitudes of the elders and ancestors of the clan, as well as the scene of Nie Tianhua being treated like a star by the cultivators of the clan, were all particularly annoying.

"Whoo~"

Finally, he stopped abruptly, exhaled deeply, and looked towards the south of Fengling Fairy City, which was the direction of Fang Yi Baimu Garden.

"Building the foundation"

(End of this chapter)