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

Chapter 195 Inner Elixir Obtained
Master Mingsu pointed to the valley outside the formation.

“There is a group of leopards that draw water in this foothill valley.

A few years ago, this evil beast joined forces with several monster tribes to attack the Ming family of Sanling Valley, but was seriously injured by the Ming family's ancestor Ming Xiang, who held the Small Zhoutian Plate.

Now, there is only one lower-grade second-level Water-Drawing Leopard King left in the tribe, and more than a hundred ordinary first-level Water-Drawing Leopards."

really.

Fang Yi looked at the 'old acquaintance' in front of him as he talked incessantly about the Ming family's plan.

However, after being surrounded and beaten by monsters during the Jiazi beast tide, he remembered this group of water-drawing leopards in order to kill the monsters and obtain the pills to refine the foundation-building pills.

Fang Yi glanced at them from the corner of his eye. Among the more than one hundred Qi-cultivating monks who came down from the flying boat, only a few were wearing robes with the words "Ming" and "Han" embroidered with gold thread.

It is obvious that Ming and Han, the two foundation-building cultivators, know the difficulty of dealing with the water-drinking leopard tribe in the valley, and are looking for wandering cultivators to use as cannon fodder.

Ming Su stroked his long beard, stirring up the greed of the wandering cultivators present.

"My Ming and Han families only want the second-level Water-Drawing Leopard King's demon body and inner elixir.

That second-level monster was fought between me and Fellow Daoist Han. Fellow Daoists, the first-level water-draining leopards that were hunted by you all belong to you.

Opportunities never come back, so fellow Taoists, don't miss this opportunity."

As soon as Ming Su finished speaking, the voices of several cultivators were heard.

"Kill monsters and earn spirit stones!"

"Brothers, it's rare for a Level 2 Beast King to be trapped by a Foundation Establishment Master. We absolutely cannot miss this opportunity."

"This fellow Daoist is right. My magical weapon is already thirsty and hungry. I must kill a few more monsters this time.

With enough spirit stones, I might be able to exchange them for a foundation-building spiritual item."

Looking at the increasingly heated atmosphere in front of him and the wandering cultivators whose eyes turned red due to being encouraged, Ming Su felt quite proud.

After all, he is just a casual cultivator, and his eyes are short-sighted, so he can only be persuaded with a little encouragement.

After being stimulated by the hidden players arranged by the Ming and Han families, he was dazzled by the benefits of killing monsters.

Fang Yi shook his head secretly in his heart.

Although I don’t know what’s so difficult about the water-drinking leopard tribe in the foothill valley.

But since there were only two foundation-building families and their own Qi-cultivating cultivators did not take action, Fang Yi knew that there must be another mystery behind this.

Although the price of monster-type spiritual materials has dropped, these water-drinking leopards are still worth a lot of spiritual stones.

The Ming and Han families must have other intentions when they made concessions.

The cannon fodder monk Mingsu had already been encouraged, and he waved his hand.

A ray of spiritual light shot out, and the smoke and dust formed by the nine stone pillars quickly dissipated.

Then, he took out a water-drinking leopard cub from the pet bag around his waist.

He squeezed hard with his left hand.

"Crack."

"Crack."

The sound of bones breaking was heard, and the legs of the water-draining leopard cub were crushed by Ming Su.

Han Shaoxian, the foundation-building master of the Han family, activated a folding fan magic weapon in his hand.

A faint smell of blood and the screams of water-drinking leopard cubs entered the valley.

"Boom!"

In just one stick of incense, a two-meter-long water-drawing leopard king, accompanied by more than a hundred first-level water-drawing leopards, rushed out of the valley.

"Do it!"

Master Mingsu had a serious expression on his face and shouted angrily while manipulating the top-grade magic weapon, the Small Zhoutian Plate.

Together with the Han family's foundation-building cultivator, they stopped the second-level Water-Drawing Leopard King.

Fang Yi coughed lightly and mingled among the many Qi-cultivating cultivators.

The natal magic weapon in his hand turned into a gray spiritual banner.

The spirit flag shook, and a green vine technique was used.

The essence of plants and trees gathered together, and green vines snaked out from the banner, entangling towards a first-grade, top-quality water-draining leopard.

As soon as they fought.

Fang Yi realized something was wrong. The water-based magic of the water-drinking leopard in front of him was obviously 20% stronger than that of monsters of the same level.

This is?

Looking at a blue water blade shooting out from the mouth of the water-drinking leopard and easily cutting off several green vines, Fang Yi seemed to be lost in thought.

Although the power of his Green Vine Technique was suppressed by himself, it is still a top-grade first-class spell.

The water-drinking leopard in front of him was only a first-grade, superior-grade monster. How could it cut the green vine so easily?

"The monster bloodline has awakened, or is there a third-level monster inheritance?"

Fang Yi frowned and glanced at the battlefield.

Although the human race has an advantage in numbers of cultivators, the overall battle situation is not optimistic.

"Now that we have found the location of this second-level monster, we can attract the attention of the foundation-building masters in this battlefield."

Fang Yi knew it very well.

Even if he used all his own means, he cooperated with Qijie, Gu Jiushang and other three foundation-building fighters to attack him.

It is also extremely difficult to keep the Ming family's foundation-building master who holds a top-grade magic weapon.

When monks fight, the three outcomes of engaging in combat, defeating, and killing each other have completely different levels of difficulty.

The master who has established the foundation has already stepped into the door of Taoism, and his magic power, skills, and magical tools have all undergone qualitative changes.

When cultivators of the same level fight, it is easy to defeat them but difficult to kill them unless they are trapped in a formation.

A cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, as long as his natal magic weapon is refined, unless a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building takes action.

Otherwise, even if you are besieged, there will be a chance to escape.

Only when the magic power of a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building begins to transform again will it be possible to kill a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.

This is also the reason why cultivators in the late stage of foundation building are called great cultivators.

Fang Yi Ku Rong activated his magical power, and the Ku Rong Banner in his hand was filled with green light. Green leaves shot out from the banner.

The leaves moved extremely fast, and the edges flashed with cold light.

puff
puff
The flying leaves were like knives, leaving dozens of bloody marks on the water-drawing leopard.

The Water Leopard's demonic power circulated, and the bloodstains on its body quickly healed, but it was also enraged by the cultivator holding the spiritual banner in front of it. "Roar!!"

The water-drawing leopard roared and followed Fang Yi's footsteps towards the edge of the battlefield.

Fang Yi took light steps and after a few jumps, he landed at the edge of the battlefield, next to a stone pillar.

His mind moved slightly.

'Seven Commandments.'

A topaz-colored spiritual light, faintly visible, emerged from the spiritual pet bag on his waist.

When no one was paying attention, he used the earth escape technique to hide underground and lie in ambush.

Then he raised his brows slightly.

The spiritual flag in his hand swayed, the essence of plants and trees gathered, and green vines continuously emerged from the flag.

He once again got into a fight with the top-grade water-drinking leopard in front of him, whose eyes were red and full of murderous intent.

Fang Yi's purpose of coming here was very clear, which was to obtain the inner elixir of the second-level Water-Drawing Leopard King.

But if you act like this, it is very easy to end up with nothing.

Therefore, he transformed himself into an old cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training, waiting for the outcome of the battle between Ming and Han, the two foundation-building masters, and the Water-Drawing Leopard King.

Ming Su's face was stern, the magic gestures in his hands changed, magic power surged around his body, and strands of starlight emerged.

A purple star disk artifact was slowly rotating in front of him.

Strands of starlight gathered together and turned into a star sword, slashing towards the Water-Drawing Leopard King.

"Roar!"

The Water-Drawing Leopard King roared angrily and looked at his own offspring who was tied around Ming Su's waist. He was also extremely jealous when he saw his enemy.

Deep blue ripples spread out around it, folding over one another and transforming into gigantic waves.

The huge waves surged endlessly, easily smashing the sword transformed from starlight into pieces.

Ming Su was not panicked when he saw this. He had fought with the Water-Drawing Leopard King several times and was quite familiar with its methods. He had already found a way to deal with it.

The reason why we invited the Foundation Establishment Master of the Han family to come here is to prevent the Water-Drawing Leopard King from escaping.

The magic gestures in Ming Su's hands changed. Because the Star Sword was smashed, the scattered starlight gathered again under the attraction of the Small Zhoutian Plate.

The starlight shone brightly, transforming into a crescent-shaped scimitar and slashing down again.

The scimitar was shattered again, and mysterious runes appeared on the small Zhoutian plate.

The starlight gathered again and condensed into a three-legged and two-eared star cauldron, which swallowed and exhaled starlight.

It turned into a meteor and continued to smash towards the Water-Drawing Leopard King.

Fang Yi shifted his feet, easily avoiding a pounce from the water-drawing leopard. He looked at the center of the battlefield, where the purple star disk slowly rotated.

The star disk drew the starlight and transformed it into knives, spears, swords, halberds, bells, tripods, towers and buildings, which continuously bombarded the water-draining leopard.

Every strike of the Small Zhoutian Plate is no weaker than a full-strength strike from a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.

But even so, the demonic energy of the Water-Drawing Leopard King surged, and the azure ripples formed, and he was still in a stalemate with Master Mingsu.

Fang Yi estimated the power of the fight between the two.

'With the help of the top-grade magic weapon, the Small Zhoutian Plate, Ming Su is now able to fight against cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building.

If they are all at the initial stage of foundation building, at least three people are needed to hold their own against them.

That time at Qingzhu Mountain, it was indeed because of the reputation of the White Bone Sect that he was hesitant and did not use his full strength.

Looking at the blue ripples surging around the water-drinking leopard.

'This second-level water-drawing leopard also has a big problem.

It's not a bloodline awakening! Such pure demonic power and magic must be guided by a third-level demonic beast.

However, if Master Mingsu dares to come here, he must have made some preparations.

Fang Yi made up his mind that he must take advantage of the situation this time, otherwise even if he played all his cards, it would be difficult to achieve his wish.

Half an hour later.

Ming Su swallowed a Xuanzhi Qi-boosting Pill to replenish his mana. Seeing the Water-Drawing Leopard King, his spiritual light dimmed, and the murderous intent in his eyes receded considerably.

He knew that he had to strike once and for all to win.

Otherwise, this leopard king is very smart and is probably preparing to escape.

"Friend Han, take action!"

The Han family's foundation-building cultivator slapped his storage bag, and a green vine magic weapon was summoned.

Then he spat out a mouthful of blood and essence onto the magic weapon.

The green vines twisted and turned, crisscrossing each other. In just a few breaths, they transformed into a wooden cage, binding the Water Leopard King.

But this is the only way. The Han family's foundation-building cultivator is only in the early stage of foundation-building and does not have any top-grade magic weapons.

Even this green vine magic weapon is only a mid-grade magic weapon. It only relies on the magic power and blood of a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building to barely control the Water Leopard King.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and with a little pain in his flesh, Master Mingsu offered up a second-level star sand.

The star sand rises slowly, or becomes a precious bead, and merges into the small Zhoutian plate.

With this help, the purple star disk's power increased greatly.

The three-legged, two-eared Star Tripod condensed into shape again, and with terrifying power, it smashed towards the Water-Drawing Leopard King who was bound in a wooden cage.

'The great cultivator of the late foundation building stage struck, this old man really has a trump card
Qi Jie prepared to take action. The monster's spirit body was fine, but he was determined to get the second-level inner elixir.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the Water-Drawing Leopard King was killed by the Star Tripod.

A yellow jade-colored spiritual light emerged from the ground. As the light rolled up, it dug out a fist-sized inner elixir from the dantian of the Water Leopard King.

"who!!"

"It worked."

Fang Yi was delighted.

Then his face turned grim, and the Ruins Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner in his hand emitted strands of dim yellow light.

A shadowy figure of a demon emerged, wearing a three-yin crown, a human skin robe, and holding bone beads.

Confronted with the Small Zhoutian Plate.

(End of this chapter)