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

Chapter 191 Sharpening the Knife
Fengling Fairy City.

Baimu Garden.

Nie Zhirou looked at the familiar gate in front of her, her thoughts a little dazed.

In just three days, this was her third visit here.

The situations these three times were completely different.

For the first time, he was extremely hesitant and came here with the intention of sacrificing for his family, but in the end, he was stirred up by the owner of the yard, and his emotions were constantly fluctuating.

The second time, she suppressed her excitement and hesitation, came to visit the owner of this place, and even offered her life and property to him.

Now, what will be the result of this third time?

Nie Zhirou felt like a prey trapped in death, walking towards death step by step.

But in the end it’s still the same sentence.

Are you willing?

Of course I am not willing to accept this!!

Nie Zhirou's eyes became serious.

Even if she knew, if she really brought the clan's ancestor into the garden, it would be like colluding with outsiders to deceive her own ancestor.

At this point, there is no room for regret, and she has no regrets.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The door of Baimuyuan was knocked again.

"Click~"

The wooden door slowly opened, and an old monk came in, hunched over and coughed lightly a few times.

Looking at the two cultivators, a man and a woman, in front of him, Gu Jiu felt a little sad.

My junior brother's control over people's hearts is truly terrifying.

However, in just three days, the Nie family not only lost a female cultivator at a high level of Qi training.

Even the Foundation Establishment Ancestor took the initiative to visit.

You know, the ancestor of the Nie family only knew that Fang Yi was a Qi training cultivator.

"Welcome to our two distinguished guests. My master has already given instructions. Please follow me."

"Where is Fang Yiren?
I came to visit you personally, but you actually sent an old slave to greet me. He, a disciple of Xuanyang Mountain, is too arrogant! ”

Nie Chengxuan's magical power surged around him, and his foundation-building aura pressed towards the old cultivator.

Gu Jiu's injured back seemed to be hunched even more by the pressure from the foundation-building cultivator.

But his tone remained neither humble nor arrogant.

"Master Chengxuan, the master is waiting for you in the backyard. If you do not wish to visit, please leave.

My master, although only a Qi training cultivator, is also a foundation-building seed of Xuanyang Mountain, and is not someone that ordinary cultivators can bully."

"Humph!"

Seeing that his show of force was ineffective, Nie Chengxuan snorted coldly and withdrew his foundation-building pressure.

Then his tone became cold.

“You old slave are quite loyal.

I want to see what kind of man could raise such a loyal old dog like you."

Nie Zhirou also stepped forward at the right time to smooth things over.

"My ancestor was just angry at the time, so please don't take it to heart, Mr. Gu."

After saying that, he stuffed a few more spirit stones into Gu Jiushang's hand.

"Please lead the way, Mr. Gu."

Gu Jiushang put away the spirit stone and walked towards the backyard of Baimu Garden.

After turning several times, Nie Chengxuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the handsome monk who was drinking by himself at the stone table.

He took a few big steps forward and sat down opposite the monk.

The tone is leisurely.

“Fellow Daoist Fang, you are quite grand.

I, a dignified Foundation Establishment Master, came to visit you, and you only sent an old Qi-cultivating dog to greet me.

As a mere Qigong cultivator, you're actually drinking and having fun here?!
Is this what your elders taught you? If you don’t give me an explanation, I will teach you a lesson on your elders’ behalf!

"A Qi-training old dog?!"

Fang Yi was slightly stunned, then looked down at Gu Jiushang.

He shook his head slightly in his heart, even though he knew that Nie Chengxuan was just trying to gain the upper hand and lower the price afterwards.

But Gu Jiushang is not an ordinary Qi-cultivating cultivator. He advanced to the second level through the evil culinary method "Xuan Tao Hundred Days Banquet".

He also refined a top-grade magical weapon, the Taotie Knife.

Fang Yi estimated that if he fought against him, his chances of winning would be only 20% to 30%, excluding the gang attack of the Seven Rings.

This Foundation Establishment Master, who is nearing the end of his life, is quite brave.

"Snapped!"

Fang Yi placed a bronze token engraved with spiritual characters on the stone table.

His tone was leisurely.

"My master is Master Xiao Changce of Yuping Peak in Xuanyang Mountain, and my grandmaster is the fifth elder of Xuanyang Mountain, Huang Guangsheng, and Master Huang.

I wonder, Fellow Daoist Nie, who are you trying to teach me a lesson about?"

"Huang Huang. Master Huang?!
And Master Xiao?"

Nie Chengxuan's face froze and he took a breath.

Then his spiritual sense swept across the bronze token on the stone table that was engraved with the spiritual text of the word "Xiao".

Its attitude has changed dramatically.

Nie Chengxuan had never imagined that the cultivator in front of him had such a strong backing.

As his master, he was not too afraid of Zhenren Jiedan.

A Jindan Zhenren has a lifespan of 500 years and is a true big shot in the Dayun immortal cultivation world.

Although he is a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he is just a slightly larger ant to a Jindan True Person.

Don’t say anything, it was just some verbal conflict with his disciple.

Even if he killed the cultivator in front of him, he was most likely a visitor from the Xuanyang Mountain Law Enforcement Hall, so this Jindan Zhenren would not act rashly.

But for a great cultivator in the late foundation building stage, it was completely different. Nie Chengxuan was a master of the foundation building stage for many years.

The several great cultivators in the late foundation building stage of Xuanyang Mountain naturally knew about it.

Xiao Changce from Yuping Peak practices fire-attributed martial arts and has a explosive personality.

Once they find out that I am bullying their disciples, it will be a big trouble not only for myself but also for the Nie family.

What's more, Xiao Changce of Yuping Peak likes to flirt with women everywhere, and then train his illegitimate children as disciples.

He is also quite famous in the Dayun Kingdom. It is possible that the cultivator in front of him is his illegitimate son.

Nie Chengxuan's expression changed, and he kept sending messages to Nie Zhirou in private.

Seeing this, Nie Zhirou also took a step forward and skillfully brewed the spiritual tea on the stone table.

Accompanied by the lingering aroma of tea, Nie Zhirou's gentle voice rang out.

“Brother Fang, don’t worry about it. Patriarch Chengxuan definitely has no such intention.

Just now
I was just confused for a moment, so I'll offer a cup of tea to Brother Fang instead of wine."

"Humph!

For Miss Rou'er's sake, I won't bother with you. If there's a next time, Master will come personally to weigh in on Fellow Daoist Nie."

Fang Yi snorted coldly, took the spiritual tea, and acted like a dandy young man, a second-generation immortal cultivator.

He knew very well what kind of patron this Nie family ancestor needed.

After studying the "Life and Death, Decline and Flourish Sutra", Fang Yi was very clear.

Nie Chengxuan, the foundation-building master of the Nie family, has a very faint aura of death around him.

Moreover, there is also a faint fire poison in the Qi Hai Dantian.

He was indeed severely injured by a second-level monster and his life span was less than twenty years.

He is a rare honest man, unlike his own master, who hides his motives and no one knows who he is plotting against.

In this way, the Nie family's plan can continue.

Fang Yi was very clear about the information he got from Nie Zhirou.

Nie Tianhua, the top-grade spiritual root who was the new foundation-building seed that the Nie family hoped for, had just broken through the seventh level of Qi training. There was no chance that he could build a foundation within the next twenty years.

Therefore, the Nie family urgently needs a backer who is neither too strong nor too weak to protect them during the dangerous period when there is no foundation-building ancestor to take charge.

If the backer is too powerful, the Nie family will worry that they will become too powerful and someone else will take over their position.

The backer is too weak to intimidate the wolves and tigers that are eyeing you covetously.

The role of the second-generation playboy played by Fang Yi this time fully meets the standards of the Nie family.

He is not strong himself, but he has a master who is in the late stage of foundation building and has strong backing.

But he is not weak either. The energy and magic power he displays are very pure, and the probability of him building a foundation is very high.

It perfectly meets Nie Chengxuan's criteria for finding a supporter for his family.

In this way, Fang Yi could swing his sword and cut a piece of flesh from the Nie family to help build his own foundation.

After all, the more compatible the cultivator is, the more willing the Nie family is to invest.

And his dandy character can help him avoid conflicts with Nie Chengxuan over remuneration to the greatest extent.

Fang Yi took a sip of the spiritual tea, his eyes slightly hidden, and leaned comfortably on Nie Zhirou.

"Old Nie, my time is precious. Did you bring your second-level wood-attributed spiritual object?"

Although Nie Chengxuan was dissatisfied with such an attitude.

But just as Fang Yi expected, a backer who was a perfect match for the Nie family appeared in front of him, which was enough for him to suppress his dissatisfaction.

He took out a spirit-sealing jade box and placed it on the stone table.

The jade box slowly opened, and a faint pine scent filled the air.

Nie Chengxuan pointed to a piece of spiritual wood in the jade box and introduced it.

"Master Fang, this piece of cedar wood is already two hundred years old. It is a fine piece of second-grade low-grade wood. I guess..."

"Snapped!"

Fang Yi waved his hand to close the jade box, his expression grim.

"Is this your Nie family's sincerity? Are you sending away beggars?
"A piece of second-grade low-grade spiritual wood, and you're planning to let me protect your Nie family, you little dogs?"

"you!!"

"What do you mean by 'you'? If you want to talk, show your sincerity. If you don't want to talk, get out of here.

Hey, I’m not the only one interested in your Nie family.”

Feeling the murderous intent around Nie Chengxuan, the Foundation Establishment Master, Fang Yi didn't care at all.

Now that his path is cut off, his only hope is to continue the Nie family.

With this weak point in hand, Fang Yi was not worried at all that he would turn around and leave.

After all, the Nie family doesn't have much time left, and all the options they have have been eliminated by themselves.

Nie Chengxuan was breathing heavily, but he was determined in his heart.

If this second-generation immortal had any plans for the Nie family, his attitude would definitely not be like this.

The worse the attitude is, the less he cares about the Nie family's foundation. All he wants is a few second-level spiritual objects.

Although this second-level spiritual object is precious, it is not something that cannot be discarded compared to the one inherited from the Nie family.

Nie Chengxuan remained calm and put the cedar wood away.

Then he took out a green soul-sealing box from his storage bag.

Fang Yi straightened up and pretended to have no idea what spiritual object was in the soul-sealing box.

There was a hint of amusement in his tone.

"A high-grade spirit-sealing box specially designed to seal specific spiritual objects? It seems your Nie family does have some background."

Nie Chengxuan smiled slightly, and a ray of spiritual light shot out from his hand, and spiritual words flowed on the soul-sealing box.

咔

The jade box slowly opened, and a rich sandalwood fragrance emanated.

Fang Yi looked at the seven-foot-long dark spiritual wood in the box, and joy surged in his heart.

'The heart of a three-hundred-year-old ebony wood is the most premium spiritual material among the second-grade mid-grade spiritual woods, and is only a hair's breadth away from the second-grade top-grade spiritual woods.'

'We must get it. We must use it as the material, along with the fire mulberry wood, golden bamboo, and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner for sacrifice and refinement.

The Ruins Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner is at least a top-grade magical instrument, and even if it's a top-grade magical instrument, there's still a chance to get a glimpse of it.'

(End of this chapter)