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

Chapter 206: The Wind Rises
Fang Yi paused for a moment before expressing his gratitude. "In that case, I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Wu."

"In that case, please wait patiently for the foundation-building ceremony in three months."

Looking at Old Wu, who was staggering with a wooden stick in his hand, Fang Yi's mouth twitched slightly.

……

Yuping Peak.

In Chixia Courtyard, Old Wu changed his kind demeanor in front of Fang Yi, and became stern as he scolded the monks in the courtyard.

"This time, Young Master Fang has established his foundation in Taoism. You should take this jade letter and go to various places to invite guests.

You all know Young Master Fang's identity. This is the greatest joyous event for Yuping Peak. We absolutely cannot make any mistakes in this mission!"

"We understand!" More than ten monks bowed respectfully.

Upon seeing this, Old Wu slapped his storage bag, and dozens of jade slips floated in the air.

"Zhang Heng, go to the Duobao Pavilion in Yunze Market."

"Yes!"

"Wang Xue, go to Bingpo Peak. Master Yang is not here. Give the invitation to his disciples."

"I take orders."

"Old Wei, go to the Li family in Qianzhi Garden..."

Old Wu arranged the monks in an orderly manner. Soon, all the jade papers were distributed, and red, green, black, and white, various colors of spiritual light shot up into the sky.

……

Yunze Market.

Duobao Pavilion.

"Li Qingsong, is Shopkeeper Li here?"

"Who are you? I am Li Qingsong. I wonder what you want from me."

Li Qingsong raised his head from the counter and looked at the monk in the green robe with a puzzled look on his face.

The green-robed monk bowed and took out a jade note.

"I am Zhang Heng, a cultivator from Yuping Peak in Xuanyang Mountain. This peak master's disciple, Master Fang Yi, forged his Dao foundation and initiated the foundation-building ceremony.

I have come here specially to invite Fellow Daoist Li to attend."

"Senior Brother Fang has established his foundation?!!"

Li Qingsong exclaimed in disbelief, and then was overjoyed.

Not only was he happy for his friend's breakthrough in cultivation, he was also excited for himself as he had a new supporter in building his foundation.

After accepting the invitation, he took out a dozen spirit stones from his storage bag, stuffed them into Zhang Heng's hand, and spoke politely.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Zhang, for sending the invitation. It's just a small token of my respect."

"No! No! These are just some small things that are within my responsibility."

Zhang Heng quickly refused and pushed the spirit stone back with all his strength.

If Li Qingsong was just an ordinary shopkeeper of Duobao Pavilion, with the support of Yuping Peak, it would be fine for him to accept some benefits.

But he is a good friend of Yuping Peak, a newly-established master of the foundation-building stage.

In Zhang Heng's opinion, Master Fang Yi could be called the Young Master of Yuping Peak.

He has become an outer disciple of Yuping Peak and lives under his control. How could he dare to accept benefits from such a big shot and friend?

"Brother Li, I have already delivered this invitation. I hope you will go to Yuping Peak on time in three months to attend Master Fang Yi's foundation-building ceremony."

Seeing Zhang Heng's firm attitude, Li Qingsong had no choice but to put the spirit stone away and immediately gave instructions to the servant behind him.

"Zhou boy, bring me my Qingyu apricot."

Half a minute later, Li Qingsong stuffed a bag of spiritual fruits into Zhang Heng's arms with a very firm attitude.

"Daoyou Zhang, you've been exhausted from the journey, so I'll give you some spiritual fruits to enjoy on your journey.

I will definitely attend Brother Fang's foundation-building ceremony on time."

Seeing that Zhang Heng still wanted to refuse, Li Qingsong took a step back and his expression changed slightly.

"This Xu Qingyu Xing is just a first-grade low-grade spiritual fruit. If you don't accept it, you are not giving me face and don't want to be friends with me."

"Thank you very much for your kindness, fellow Daoist. I still need to notify the cultivators of other sects, so I will go ahead."

Zhang Heng was hesitant when he saw that he really couldn't refuse, but finally he 'had' to accept the small bag of Qingyu apricots.

After a stick of incense.

Watching Zhang Heng's figure disappear in the distance on the bluestone road.

Li Qingsong turned and entered Duobao Pavilion, the training room on the top floor.

"Ma'am, what do you think this is?"

After closing the door of the training room, Li Qingsong waved his hand and raised a brocade handkerchief to isolate the inside and outside of the training room.

His face was filled with joy as he handed the invitation card carved from spiritual jade to another female cultivator in the training room.

Zhou Yuying was wearing a light blue loose maternity dress, with a big belly, and was looking at the familiar Lingyu invitation.

There was a hint of hesitation in his tone.

"What is this? An invitation to the Foundation Establishment Ceremony?
Husband, which of your fellow disciples has forged the foundation of the Dao, and where did you get this treasure?"

Li Qingsong looked at his wife who was already six or seven months pregnant, with love in his eyes, which he did not hide at all.

"Madam, please don't be anxious, or you might upset the fetus.

This invitation is from the monks of Yuping Peak, inviting you and me to attend the foundation-building ceremony."

"Yuping Peak? That's where Master Xiao Changce, a great cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage, practiced.

You and I are just mere Qi-cultivating cultivators, how could we possibly deserve this invitation? Husband, please don't be deceived."

Zhou Yuying and Li Qingsong have been married for decades. As time goes by, they spend every day together and their love has grown.

As a direct descendant of the Zhou family of Duobao Pavilion, she clearly knew the preciousness of this foundation-building ceremony.

Therefore, she was afraid that Li Qingsong had been deceived.

Li Qingsong took a few steps forward, sat on the sandalwood bed, and held his wife's breasts tightly with both hands.

“Madam, don’t worry. I have been in charge of Duobao Pavilion for nearly twenty years. How could I be easily fooled by a cultivator?

This is Fang Yi from Yuping Peak. Brother Fang has forged his foundation in Taoism and, according to sect custom, is initiating a foundation-building ceremony."

"Wait. Wait.
My husband, please let me take some time.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, no...Brother Fang has established a Dao foundation and advanced to the Foundation Establishment Master level?" Zhou Yuying took a deep breath, her voice trembling.

As a direct descendant of a foundation-building family, she was very clear about the status of a foundation-building master.

He lived for four decades and in the eyes of Qigong practitioners, he could be called an ancestor of great power.

If I could establish a relationship with such cultivators, it would be extremely beneficial to myself, a Qi-cultivating cultivator.

"My dear husband, Senior Sister Yang's foundation-building ceremony was presided over by a Jindan True Person last time, so we were not able to participate due to our low status.

This time, you absolutely cannot miss it. My husband, go to the Duobao Pavilion and search for something in its inner vault, and prepare a valuable gift.

Three months later, I will go with you to Yuping Peak to participate in this foundation-building ceremony."

Li Qingsong looked at his wife's bulging belly and spoke with some hesitation.

"Madam, the baby you are carrying is due in three months.

You go with me, if anything happens to this child, then..."

"Hmph! Stop talking too much. Not to mention the delivery period, even if the baby is about to be born, this foundation-building ceremony cannot be missed."

Seeing that Li Qingsong was somewhat dissatisfied, Zhou Yuying comforted him.

"Qingsong, don't you know how difficult this foundation-building method is?

As long as this news is released, those playboys in the clan will go crazy with jealousy.

What's more, this invitation is a special invitation from Master Fang Yi, so as long as you and I show up at the Dharma Assembly, we can still see each other.

After that, both your management of Duobao affairs and my status in the Zhou family will rise significantly.

Opportunities are fleeting, and if this child really doesn't know what's good for him, then I, as her, will have to be ruthless."

Li Qingsong hesitated for several times, and finally remembered that the direct disciples of the Zhou family were spying on his own Duobao Pavilion.

I gritted my teeth and agreed.

"Madam, I'll listen to you. I'll go prepare the gifts right away!!"

At the same time, the Li family of Qianzhiyuan.

Li Zhaofei reached out to take the invitation, and after a few breaths, he sighed in his heart.

"Thank you for delivering the invitation to Junior Brother Fang's Dharma Assembly. I will attend on time in three months."

Old Wei saw that the monk in front of him had white hair and chicken skin, and was surrounded by a decayed aura, but he did not dare to be negligent and bowed respectfully.

"The Master has already known about this. I will take my leave now."

Li Zhaofei nodded, then waved his hand gently, calling over a barefoot monk.

"Li Yuanzi, please take my place and send Junior Brother Wei off."

"Yes, I will follow the order of the ancestor."

After half a stick of incense.

Li Yuanzi returned to the cave and looked at the old ancestor, who already had a slight stench all over his body. His eyes turned red.

The foundation-building cultivator's Dharma body undergoes a transformation, and his body is baptized by magical power, becoming pure and free.

Li Zhaofei was already on the verge of death, and he forcibly sealed off his life just to arrange his funeral.

"Reporting to the ancestor, Fellow Daoist Wei has already left. In addition, I also offer a benefit."

"Cough, cough, cough"

Li Zhaofei coughed dryly a few times and looked at the cultivator who had matured overnight and been reborn after failing in foundation building.

I sighed slightly in my heart.

"It's too late. If we had realized this earlier, the Li family of Qianzhiyuan might have had a chance to survive and preserve our family business."

"Li Yuanzi, my old age is drawing to a close. I will pass away in a month at most.

But now Fang Yi on Yuping Peak has established the foundation of Taoism.

He previously borrowed the spiritual spring from my Li family's Qingling Secret Realm to remove the fire poison, and I owe him a favor.

I will use the Golden Needle Soul Sealing Technique to endure for another three months, and then take you to the Foundation Establishment Ceremony. I will use this favor to seek some benefits for my Li family."

"Ancestor, once you use the Golden Needle Soul Sealing Technique, even if you can lock up your life force, it will also damage your soul. I'm afraid in the next life..."

Li Yuanzi's voice was a little choked, and his lips moved several times. In the end, he realized the seriousness of the matter and did not try to persuade him.

"Little Li, the idea of ​​an afterlife is illusory. As the ancestor of the Li family, I naturally have to make plans for the Li family.

Your cultivation is not strong enough, so please step back first. I will use the Golden Needle Soul Sealing Technique."

Outside the training room, Li Yuanzi felt the surging spiritual tide, strands of golden light, and the muffled groans of his ancestor who was trying to suppress the severe pain.

He clenched his fists several times, and finally made up his mind to crush the jade talisman in his hand.

Bingpo Peak was covered in snow, and the cold wind was biting. A pretty female cultivator took the invitation.

“Master Yang Caier is not here, but she gave some instructions before she left.

Uncle Fang has established his foundation, and I will go there on Master's behalf."

Danxin Peak.
Nine Suns Peak.
Tianji Peak.
All the foundation-building masters in Xuanyang Mountain who were on good terms with Xiao Changce were sent an invitation.

With Xiao Changce's instigation, this foundation-building ceremony gradually became turbulent, stirring up the stagnant water in Xuanyang Mountain.

After three months.

Yuping Peak, Fuguang Cave.

Li Qingsong and Zhou Yuying, riding on a red cloud magic weapon, slowly descended.

Zhang Heng smiled slightly and pointed to a three-story ancient building standing in the Fuguang Courtyard.

"Fellow Daoist Li, Fellow Daoist Zhou, Master Fang Yi's foundation-building ceremony is taking place right here in Fuguang Courtyard.

My cultivation level and status are not high enough to enter the courtyard. You two fellow Taoists can enter as long as you bring your invitation."

Li Qingsong and Zhou Yuying looked at each other and spoke at the same time.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Zhang, for your guidance. I will explain the truth to Brother Fang later."

Zhang Heng's eyes lit up.

He was busy running around and personally guiding them, just for this matter, so that he could show his face in front of the young master of Yuping Peak.

Then he took out a storage bag from his arms and stuffed it over.

"Thank you for your concern, Fellow Daoist Li."

There were too many monks trying to curry favor with Fang Yi, so he couldn't get a number and had to find another way.

(End of this chapter)