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

Chapter 222: Desire to Plant Spiritual Seeds
"If you want to stay, then stay." Fang Yi reached out to take Baimuyuan's token and ordered.

"Mr. Gu, please arrange a room for Miss Zhirou."

"Yes, Master." Gu Jiushang bowed respectfully and then spoke to Nie Zhirou. "Miss Nie, please follow me."

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Gu."

Nie Zhirou turned around and spoke to the Nie family cultivator who was following closely behind her.

"Dexian, Dechang, go back and report to the ancestor.

I am in Baimu Garden and have important matters to discuss with Master Fang, so I will not be returning to my clan land today."

The two young monks bowed and responded respectfully.

The gate of Baimu Garden slowly closed and the ban was lifted.

Clouds and mist rolled in, and a layer of green light enveloped the courtyard.

On the way back to Jiuchuan Alley, Nie Dechang and Nie Dexian looked at each other.

Nie Dechang spoke cautiously.

“Brother, the Tianhua clan brothers asked you and me to keep a close eye on Nie Zhirou.

Now she and a strange male cultivator have entered this small courtyard, you and I."

"Fool, Brother Tianhua is the foundation-building seed that the clan has devoted all their efforts to cultivate, and he has now reached the eighth level of Qi training.

You will surely be able to advance to the Foundation Establishment stage in the future, and we will naturally report back truthfully."

Nie Dexian thought of Fang Yi and his unfathomable cultivation level, and had a vague premonition in his heart.

But thinking about the benefits Nie Tianhua promised to him.

He gritted his teeth and continued, "Dechang, go report this to the ancestor, and I'll go inform Young Master Tianhua."

Jiuchuan Alley, Xuanshan Garden.

In the main hall of the garden, Nie Chengxuan, the Nie family's foundation-building ancestor, stroked his long beard.

Although there was a gleam in his eyes, there was a faint smell, like rotten wood.

"Dechang, according to what you said, Zhirou and a strange male cultivator entered Baimu Garden?

Does that monk look like this?"

A faint spiritual light surged and turned into a portrait at Nie Chengxuan's fingertips.

"It's this person. As a direct descendant of the clan, how could Nie Zhirou be so self-deprecating?

If this gets out, how will our Baimujian Nie family survive in Fengling Fairy City?" Nie Dechang said anxiously.

"Hmph!" A muffled groan was heard, accompanied by the sound of foundation-building pressure.

There are some things you don’t need to worry about, Dechang, please step back.”

Nie Dechang was swept by the pressure of the foundation-building stage and suddenly woke up. He cursed himself in his heart for being greedy for money.

At this time, he received the order from the Foundation Establishment Ancestor and breathed a sigh of relief.

He saluted timidly. "Grandmaster, Dechang will withdraw now."

"Wait!" Nie Chengxuan suddenly stopped Nie Dechang. He spoke in a light tone and threw a portrait over.

"This is Fang Yi, the Foundation Establishment Master of Xuanyang Mountain. Please carve several copies of this portrait and let the younger members of the clan know about it."

"Master Zhuzhu. Master Zhuji?" Nie Dechang broke out in cold sweat.

He had some guesses, but at most he guessed that Fang Yi was a foundation-building seed.

Who would have thought that he was actually a foundation-building cultivator.

"What are you standing there for? Go and do it!" Nie Chengxuan looked at the stunned monk and scolded.

"Yes, yes, yes. Dechang will do it right away!"

Looking at the young monk crawling and rolling, Nie Chengxuan shook his head helplessly, his eyes a little confused.

"The battle at Baimujian ultimately caused too much damage to the Nie family. Otherwise, this kind of bastard would never have had a chance to succeed."

Nie Chengxuan seemed to have seen Nie Dexian reporting to Nie Tianhua through the wooden wall.

The rented Xuanshan Garden was just an ordinary second-level cave dwelling, and he was in charge of the formation, so how could he not know everything that was happening in the garden?

But when Nie Zhirou and Nie Tianhua fought, he was unable to stop them and had no energy to stop them.

One is the backer he found for the Nie family, and the other is the foundation-building seed that the clan has fully cultivated.

Even Nie Chengxuan has his concerns.
If it were twenty years earlier, he would be fearless and could easily suppress everything.

Now that he is old after all, the cultivators in the clan are worried, and the foundation-building clan is watching from outside.

He has not much time left to live, so he can only do his best to protect the Nie family business like an old dog.

"Hey~"

A helpless sigh echoed in the night.

Xuanshan Garden, Cangling Pavilion.

Nie Tianhua, after listening to Nie Dexian's report, looked vicious.

As the only foundation-building seed of the Nie family, he can control the situation even if Nie Zhirou emerges as a rising star.

"Is this what the ancestor said, that he will be the future supporter of our Nie family? This is a tricky situation.

The ancestor once said that the cultivator from Xuanyang Mountain took away a foundation-building spiritual item from my Nie family several years ago and used it to reach the foundation-building realm.

Now that he has the guts to return to Fengling Fairy City, he must have already established his Dao foundation and become a Foundation Establishment Master."

Nie Tianhua pinched his eyebrows and felt a terrible headache.

Even if a foundation-building master cannot directly interfere in the affairs of the Nie family, he only needs to express his stance.

It is enough to change the attitudes of many monks in the clan.

This is the deterrent power of a Foundation Establishment Master. The birth of a Foundation Establishment Master can establish a Foundation Establishment family.

It made the cultivators in the clan separate from the independent cultivators and become the smallest force in the world of immortal cultivation.

This smallest force is also much stronger than ordinary cultivators.

It was also a beast tide, but the foundation-building master could deal with the beast tide while protecting the cultivators in the clan.

The death rate ratio between disciples of foundation-building families and ordinary independent cultivators is almost one to ten.

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After an unknown amount of time, Nie Tianhua's face became gloomy.

He thought about it over and over again, but couldn't come up with a solution.

'Damn!
In just three to five years, I will be able to subdue Nie Zhirou with the support of my ancestors and completely control the power of the clan. But now there are unexpected complications!

He suppressed his annoyance and bowed in return, indicating that he already knew about the matter.

"Thank you, Brother Nie Dexian. Tianhua will definitely reward you handsomely for this matter in the future."

Watching Nie Dexian leave excitedly, Nie Tianhua's expression shifted from gloomy to bright. Finally, he sighed, closed his eyes, and began to inhale and exhale spiritual energy, cultivating.

"The gap between Qi training cultivators and foundation building masters is simply too great. Therefore, one can only respond to all changes with the same attitude.

Fortunately, the ancestor discussed with that foundation-building master that he must protect the family for twenty years, and during this period, he must not take the initiative to attack the Nie family cultivators."

at the same time.

In the entire Fengling Fairy City, the Jindan Zhenren is respected.

But on weekdays, Jindan Zhenren mostly practice and improve their cultivation.

Therefore, most of them are confrontations between the upper and lower realms during the foundation-building stage.

The Ming family of Sanling Valley, the Wu family of Xiaoyuexi, and the Sun family of Hanshishan, these three families have been fighting against the beast tide for a long time, and their clan settlements are still there.

Each family has more than one person who has mastered the foundation-building stage, so naturally they all set their sights on the great opportunity of nourishment offered by the Nie family in Baimujian.

However, the foundation-building family whose base was breached by the beast tide was protected by many top sects in the Dayun Kingdom.

Therefore, the three families simultaneously set their sights on Nie Zhirou, a rising star who had the support of many cultivators in the Nie family.

They all sent the best men in their clan to pursue her, hoping to get both the woman and the money.

Now it seems that both people and money are going to be lost, how could the three families allow it?

Therefore, the Ming family of Sanling Valley, the Wu family of Xiaoyuexi, and the Sun family of Hanshishan all started to investigate Fang Yi's background.

Baimu Garden.

West wing.

Nie Zhirou has charming eyebrows and eyes, red lips and white teeth. She leans against the door, gently waving the cloud fan in her hand.

She was wearing a piece of gauze, and her graceful figure was faintly visible in the breeze.

The breeze blows and the bamboo shadows sway.

Watching the white moon disk rise and the silvery moonlight fall.

Nie Zhirou was also a little anxious at this time, twisting her sleeves.

'Why hasn't Mr. Fang come yet? Is there another slut?
Sister Chu and I have been learning from Feihualou for so long, we can't let other bitches take advantage of us.

Thinking of Fang Yi's handsome face and foundation-building cultivation, Nie Zhirou did not feel that she was at a disadvantage.

She was secretly delighted to be able to be a concubine of such an outstanding monk.

Two hours later.

"Mr. Fang, don't you have any weird habits?"

Thinking of the several contacts with Fang Yi, Nie Zhirou felt a little uneasy.

Baimu Garden.

Fang Yi, who was highly anticipated by Nie Zhirou, sat cross-legged.

His entire body was filled with green light, and as his magical power was absorbed and released, the banner of withering and flourishing in the world of ruins was raised.

Fang Yi naturally knew what Nie Zhirou meant, which was almost explicit.

But for them, beautiful female cultivators are just a diversion in their practice, and cultivation is the most fundamental thing.

Therefore, Zhirou was destined to stay alone in her empty room.

The spells in Fang Yi's hands changed, and streams of magical power flowed.

The rich vitality of plants and trees turns into a lush jade tripod.

A dark wooden seed in the cauldron was absorbing and exhaling essence, floating up and down in the cauldron.

This is exactly the third-level bitter cold plum spirit seed he obtained.

During these five years, the vitality of the bitter cold plum has become stronger and stronger as it has been nurtured by the magic power of withering and flourishing every day.

Strands of green spiritual text appeared on the surface of the spiritual seed.

"Seventh Commandment, Green Ghost Water!"

The spiritual water of Biyou can cause the third-level spiritual seeds to tremble.

Therefore, as soon as he arrived at Fengling Fairy City, Fang Yi couldn't wait to try the effects of the Green Ghost Water.

The Wu Earth Treasure Gourd was sacrificed by the Seven Commandments.

The green ghost spring gurgles out from the mouth of the gourd.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick!'

Drop by drop, the spiritual spring drips into the emerald jade tripod.

The dark spirit seed continuously absorbed spiritual springs, and ancient spiritual characters continuously emerged on the outer shell of the spirit seed.

One drop, two drops, three drops, twelve drops, twenty-four drops, thirty-five drops
Until the thirty-six drops of spiritual spring water were completely sucked up, the vitality of this third-level spiritual seed was only three points stronger.

Fang Yi's face lit up with joy when he saw this.

"This spiritual water is still a little low in quality, but it can still activate the unique vitality within the spiritual seed."

He waved his sleeves, sucked the dark spirit seed into his hand, and observed it carefully.

The spiritual consciousness surges and the magic power slowly seeps in.

Half an hour later.

Fang Yi looked at the ancient patterns that occupied one-third of the spirit seed, and seemed to be thinking about something.

He stayed in Qianzhi Garden for a while and inherited the second-level spiritual plant master inheritance from Li Yuanzi.

Comparing it with his memories from his previous life, he already had an idea.

“When growing spiritual plants, the most important things are spiritual water and spiritual soil.

This Green Ghost Spring is of the lower second grade, but it can also nourish spirit seeds.

So, we need to collect two more second-level spiritual springs and one second-level spiritual soil.

This third-level spirit seed will hopefully germinate."

Fang Yi estimated the value of the three rare treasures of heaven and earth.

But in a moment, I felt extremely poor.

Every wonder in the world is a top-level treasure nurtured by the changes of time and the accumulation of nature.

Such treasures, although the most common ones are the spiritual objects of heaven and earth with the five elements.

But that doesn’t mean it’s not precious.

The most common first-order strange fire.

Whether in the hands of an alchemist or a weapon refiner, it is enough to take the quality of the pills and magic weapons they refine to a higher level.

(End of this chapter)