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

Chapter 227 Planting the Spiritual Seeds and Waiting for the Right Time (Part )
At the gate of Baimuyuan, a faint light penetrated into Gu Jiushang's sleeve.

Sensing the information from the Seven Rings in his soul, Gu Jiushang's mouth twitched slightly.

It's a somewhat unexpected, yet also reasonable feeling.

He had served Fang Yi as his master for quite some time and had a good understanding of his master's temperament.

It seemed a bit strange just now, but now he has changed his temper and actually wants Nie Zhirou to compete fairly with another foundation-building seed of the Nie family?
This is not the master's habit.

Now that the news has come from Qijie, he is certain.

Kicking someone when they are down, bullying the weak, plotting and ambushing, these are what your master would do.

Looking at Nie Zhirou, who was full of fighting spirit, Gu Jiushang made a rough estimate.

If his current temperament remains unchanged and he experiences some training, he will have the potential to build a foundation, so it is worth investing in.

He tapped his staff.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of the wooden stick hitting the bluestone slab attracted Nie Zhirou.

"Miss Nie, please lead the way. I need to come back early to take care of the master's daily life."

"Thank you for taking care of me"

Jiuchuan Alley, Xuanshan Garden.

Unlike Nie Zhirou who left quietly before, she now had the explicit support of a Foundation Establishment Master.

She stepped into the garden with full confidence.

"Zhirou, what do you mean? Are you going to betray your family?"

I heard a familiar voice calling my name.

Nie Zhirou came back to her senses and saw a monk in a gray robe and a small mustache in front of her.

Blocking her own way, she looked a little ugly.

"Uncle Thirteen, what do you want to see me about? If it's nothing, I'm here on Master Fang's orders to visit the old ancestor."

Nie Guanhai looked at his niece, who seemed to have been reborn and her aura had changed drastically.

He shook his head, his tone cold.

"Niece Zhirou, you are so disrespectful to our ancestors and you even bring outsiders back to the clan. What is your intention?

Could it be true, as Tianhua's nephew said, that you are going to join forces with outsiders to destroy our Nie family's three hundred years of inheritance! ! "

"Uncle Thirteen, I respect you as an elder, and you took good care of me when I was young.

But it’s not what you think.”

Thinking of the methods Fang Yi demonstrated in the Examination Pavilion and the praise from other foundation-building masters, Nie Zhirou spoke decisively.

"Master Fang comes from a prominent family, so how could he possibly be interested in my Nie family?

Uncle, you have to believe me.

I also grew up in Baimujian, and my feelings for the Nie family are no less than anyone else's.

Only by relying on Young Master Fang can our Nie family survive this beast tide and even regain our clan land."

"Mr. Fang?" Nie Guanhai saw the respect in Nie Zhirou's eyes and his anger rose.

“I originally thought that my nephew Tianhua just misunderstood you.

I never thought that Zhirou would actually rely on outsiders like this. Have you gone astray?"

"Uncle Thirteen, please move aside." Seeing Nie Guanhai like this, Nie Zhirou was no longer polite.

“I will prove that I am right.

The beast tide is dangerous, and more than one foundation-building family has been wiped out.

Don't you know the current situation of my Nie family? "

Nie Guanhai's expression froze. He naturally knew that what Nie Zhirou said was correct.

After their clan territory was breached, the Nie family was severely damaged. Compared with the second-rate Qi training families, they only had one more foundation-building ancestor.

Moreover, this ancestor who has established the foundation is nearing the end of his life.

But it is precisely for this reason that Nie Guanhai supports Nie Tianhua.

A cultivator with superior spiritual roots will naturally have a better grasp of foundation building than one with medium spiritual roots.

Seeing that Nie Zhirou was determined to go her own way, Nie Guanhai softened his tone slightly.

"Zhirou, even though my Nie family was hit by the beast tide and betrayed by a villain, our foundation is still there. We are just facing some minor setbacks right now.

When the beast tide recedes and Tianhua builds a foundation for the Dao, our Nie family will surely be able to return to Baimujian. Now we must not let the wolf into the house."

Nie Zhirou felt that the words in her ears were a bit harsh.

What Nie Guanhai said is indeed a way.

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

Once the foundation of Taoism is established, it will indeed benefit the Nie family, and the control over establishing the foundation of Taoism is also higher than one's own.

But if she took this path, the only one who would be sacrificed would be Nie Zhirou.

Nie Zhirou smiled coldly.

"Why?
He, Nie Tianhua, has established the foundation of Taoism, but he wants to give me away as a cauldron.

Uncle Thirteen, why do I ask you this?

Nie Guanhai's face froze.

"That's just a temporary solution. Besides, with your family's support, you might not be able to avoid a good outcome."

"Oh, good result?

Uncle Thirteen, do you really think I don't know who the ancestor is going to give me to in exchange for his protection of the family if he fails to find the foundation-building seeds?

Do you know the name of Master Peach Blossom?
Uncle Thirteen knows how many female cultivators die every year from their Qi-harvesting. "

"Master Taohua? How could the ancestor be like this?! How could the Nie family of Baimujian do this!"

Nie Guanhai's face changed, his lips moved several times, but he didn't say anything in the end.

"Of course not, although Master Taohua is proficient in the art of collecting and replenishing energy, he is a Foundation Establishment cultivator who rarely keeps his promises.

For the sake of family inheritance, how could the ancestor care about me? "

Nie Zhirou snorted coldly and immediately looked under an ancient tree. Magical power surged in her hand, and a jade hairpin shot out.

"clang!"

The sound of metal clashing was heard, and a folding fan magic weapon stopped the jade hairpin.

"Nie Tianhua, you're hiding your true self and trying to instigate Uncle Thirteen to stop me. What are you afraid of?
Are you afraid of losing the support of the ancestors and being unable to defeat me?"

"Heh!" Nie Zhirou sneered. "That's right. Since you were young, you have lived under the protection of the ancestors.
If you lose the protection of the ancestor, what would you be like, Nie Tianhua? "

Nie Tianhua has a tall figure, wearing a moon-white robe, with a hint of pride on his face.

He was waving a folding fan in his hand, speaking in a calm tone.

"Sister Zhirou misunderstood. It was Uncle Thirteen who wanted to come look for you.

Tianhua was just afraid that you two might misunderstand, so he came here to stop you two from fighting."

"Bah, hypocrisy!" Nie Zhirou turned around and smiled apologetically. "I've made a fool of myself, Mr. Gu."

Gu Jiushang shook his head slightly, a flash of topaz-colored light appeared in his sleeves, and the Seven Rings disappeared silently into the ground.

He looked at Nie Tianhua carefully.

This foundation-building seed of the Nie family, whether in terms of cunning, aptitude, or cultivation, is worthy of the Nie family's full efforts in training.

Even if it was a fair competition, without the support of the Nie family's ancestor, Nie Zhirou's chances of winning would be no more than 30%.

Unfortunately, she was indeed targeted by her master as a whetstone for Nie Zhirou.

Gu Jiushang took a step forward, leaning on his wooden stick.

The aura of the ninth level of Qi training was faintly visible throughout his body.

"Fellow Daoist Nie Tianhua, I have come to visit Master Nie Chengxuan of the Nie family in Baimujian on the orders of Master Fang Yi, the true disciple of Master Fang Yi from Yuping Peak of Xuanyang Mountain and the master of the foundation building sect.

Are you going to block the road, fellow Daoist?"

Nie Tianhua's face froze, and he immediately made way.

No matter how bright his future is or how excellent his qualifications are, he is ultimately only an eighth-level Qi training cultivator.

Naturally, he was not qualified to stop the messenger of the Foundation Establishment Master.

Especially this somewhat old messenger, who is working for the Master of Foundation Establishment and represents the Master of Foundation Establishment's reputation.

"Sister Zhirou, please do as you please." Nie Tianhua pulled Nie Guanhai and made way for him.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Nie Tianhua." Gu Jiushang bowed slightly and walked towards the lobby with Nie Zhirou.

Looking at the gradually blurred figure of the cultivator, Nie Tianhua snorted in his heart.

"Master Fang? Ha, he only has a mid-grade spiritual root, barely able to build a foundation for the Dao.

Even if I have Xuanyang Mountain behind me, it doesn’t matter. Once I have established my foundation, I will definitely teach you a lesson.”

The main hall of Xuanshan Garden.

Nie Chengxuan, the Nie family's foundation-building ancestor, stroked his long beard.

Looking at the jade box in front of him, his eyes flashed with brilliance.

His expression was calm, though he had a faint, rotten-wood-like aura about him.

But a sense of pressure from a Foundation Establishment Master was brewing. "Young friend Gu, what does Fellow Daoist Fang mean?
Could it be that after building his foundation, he felt that his cultivation had greatly advanced, and he no longer cared about the Quasi-Third Order Deed?"

As a living puppet, Gu Jiushang practiced forbidden culinary techniques, so it was not difficult for him to hide his aura in front of a Foundation Establishment Master who was nearing the end of his life.

After confirming Nie Chengxuan's remaining life span, Gu Jiushang bowed and spoke politely.

"Master Nie is serious, the master has absolutely no such thoughts.

This time, my master has just arrived and sent me to visit you."

"Humph! If he wanted to visit, why didn't he come in person? Is he looking down on an old man like me who is nearing the end of his life?"

Seeing that Nie Zhirou was about to speak to defend himself, the ancestor of the Nie family waved his sleeves and used the spiritual light in his hand to freeze her.

“Forget it, Zhirou is also a direct descendant of the Nie family.

According to your master, there is no need for a Foundation Establishment elder to intervene in her fight with Tianhua."

Gu Jiushang bowed. "Thank you, Master Xuan, for your insight."

"Hmph! Good advice?
I just want to ask for help. If it were thirty years ago, I would definitely ask Fellow Daoist Fang to give me some advice.

Mr. Gu, your master has achieved his goal, please leave on your own.

My Nie family has little background, and our small courtyard is dilapidated, but we don’t have any spiritual rice to treat you.”

Gu Jiushang bowed his head but was not angry. Fang Yi's goal was achieved.

"I will go ahead and not disturb you two any longer."

Nie Chengxuan felt that Mr. Gu had left Xuanshan Garden, and looked at the still stubborn female cultivator in front of him, and sighed slightly.

"Rou'er, why do you have to do this?"

"Why do you have to do this? Nie Chengxuan, how should I address you?

Should I call him "Grandfather"? Or "Grandfather?"

"You know everything? Did A Yao tell you?"

Nie Chengxuan looked at the face that was 50% similar to his own daughter and shook his head slightly.

“Oh, mother kept this secret until her death.

Who would have thought that the ancestor of the Nie family could not even announce the identity of his own daughter.

And sell your granddaughter for a good price."

Nie Chengxuan did not explain. The matter was very complicated, involving three generations of the Nie family and more than ten cultivators.

He was prepared to keep this matter to himself and bury it in the earth.

"Zhirou, I have never doubted your loyalty to the Nie family.

But is Fang Yi really reliable? As far as I know, the late Foundation Establishment cultivator from Xuanyang Mountain is also nearing the end of his life.

"Just relying on a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, is my Nie family really going to invest everything?"

"Huh?" Nie Zhirou snorted coldly. Even though she knew Nie Chengxuan always put his family first, she still felt a little chilled.

(End of this chapter)