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

Chapter 242 Dacheng surrenders
"Junior Brother Xu, it's been a long time since we last met. Congratulations on forging your Dao foundation and enjoying a lifespan of four decades."

Looking at the cultivator in front of him wearing a scarlet flame robe, Fang Yi greeted him with a smile.

Xu Qingshe subconsciously stroked the bronze ring on her index finger, and the ring glowed.

Elder Chen's voice sounded in his ears.

"I can't see clearly, Senior Brother Fang, I was able to explore some of your background before you established your foundation."

Now, after he has forged the foundation of Taoism, he is like a withered old tree, with hidden vitality, and the specific grade of Taoism cannot be seen clearly.

'If you can't see clearly, then you can't see clearly.

Considering Senior Brother Fang's Xuanwu-like temperament in longevity cultivation, it is normal for him to behave in this way.

If he showed his true strength, I might think he was possessed.'

Xu Qingshe was multitasking, his mind flowing while he was constantly communicating with the soul in the bronze ring.

Old Chen looked at his successor, who was surrounded by a fiery fire, and smiled with satisfaction.

'Green Snake, you have finally grown up.

The world of cultivating immortals is extremely dangerous. A mere foundation-building cultivator is nothing more than a larger ant, so it is only right for him to be cautious.

You are now practicing the ancient miraculous skill "Heaven and Earth Baking Furnace Method", and have established a top-grade Taoist foundation. Even in this Central Continent, you are the most top-notch cultivation genius.

Even if your senior brother has hidden things, his foundation and background are far inferior to yours.

"Zhongzhou!" Xu Qingshe sighed slightly, with a faint yearning in his heart.

Among the thirteen continents of the human world, Central Continent has been the center of the cultivation world since ancient times. It is rich in spiritual energy and still retains some of the heritage of ancient times.

There are countless natural treasures, Qigong practitioners are like clouds, foundation-building practitioners are like rain, and Dan-forming masters are not rare.

Taoism, demons, ghosts, Buddhism, Confucianism, witchcraft, monsters... there are countless top Taoist traditions passed down in Zhongzhou.

Countless geniuses with heavenly spiritual roots, innate spiritual bodies, and ancient bloodlines compete with each other.

"Don't worry, Mr. Chen. When I advance to the Golden Core stage, I will definitely avenge you for the plot."

Xu Qingshe showed respect on her face, and in a flash, she had finished talking with 'Old Chen' in the bronze ring.

His face showed joy and his tone was sincere.

"Junior brother is also here to congratulate senior brother for forging the foundation of Taoism, and from now on, the immortal path will be evergreen.
Brother Fang, have the other fellow Taoists arrived yet?"

Fang Yi smiled slightly and led Xu Qingshe towards the backyard.

"Junior Brother Xu, please follow me.

Junior Sister Yang has been waiting in the backyard for a long time.

Dacheng and Li Daoyou must have been delayed by something and haven't arrived yet."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In the stone pavilion, just as the two sat down, there was another knock on the door.

Fang Yi shook his head slightly. "My two Daoists, please wait a moment."

Seeing his master leave, Qijie stared at Xu Qingshe with his round eyes, skilled in his work.

"Hmph. Hmph."

Looking at the greedy little silver-white beast, Xu Qingshe smiled bitterly, his face showing helplessness. He then pulled out a few bottles of elixirs from his storage bag and tossed them over.

The jade bottle containing the elixir was about to fall into Qijie's mouth.

A moon-white light emerged from Yang Caier's hand and stopped the jade bottle.

Opening the jade bottle, Yang Caier sniffed the medicinal fragrance.

After a moment, her expression looked a little strange.

"Junior Brother Xu, this Earth Yuan Pill is a first-grade, superior elixir. If you give Xiao Qi so many at once, I'm afraid he won't be able to take it."

Xu Qingshe laughed. "Senior Sister Yang, take a closer look. Xiaoqi is already a second-level demon beast. A few Earth Yuan Pills are just a snack."

"A second-level demon beast?" Yang Cai'er was shocked, and immediately sent her spiritual sense to the little beast in her arms.

I didn't pay attention to it just now, but now I'm going to investigate it carefully.

He could feel the faint demonic aura of the little beast in his arms.

She shook her head helplessly, and then used her delicate hands to pull at Qijie's fur.

"It's really the second level, Xiaoqi, you've already advanced to the second level monster, and you're still greedy for these first level elixirs.

And who did you learn this skill of concealing your energy and half-hiding your presence from?"

"Hmm?"

Seeing that Yang Caier would no longer try to stop him, Qijie stretched out his hoof and sucked the elixir into it.

She sniffed it gently with her pink nose, and after confirming that it was correct, she poured the entire bottle of pills into her mouth and swallowed it.

Feeling the nourishment of the elixir's warm medicinal power, he hummed comfortably from time to time.

After half a stick of incense.

Fang Yi returned with Li Qingsong and Fan Dacheng, and saw the empty jade bottle on the stone table.

With his own demon pet, the topaz-colored spiritual light flowed endlessly around his body. He glared at Qijie fiercely and spoke.

"It's a shame that Junior Brother Xu spent so much money, but Xiao Qi is a bit greedy."

Xu Qingshe waved her hand slightly, unconcerned. "Xiao Qi also helped me a lot in the secret realm earlier. Don't worry about these few pills."

Without waiting for Fang Yi to answer, he turned his gaze to Fan Dacheng and Li Qingsong.

Seeing that half of Fan Dacheng's hair had turned gray, he frowned slightly.

"Dacheng, Fellow Daoist Li, I haven't seen you for a long time.
I also want to congratulate you on your great success in forging your foundation, but I wonder if this will shorten your lifespan."

Fan Dacheng smiled innocently and sat on the stone bench nonchalantly.

"Thank you for your concern, Daoist Green Snake. I understand my own situation. The sixty years of life lost from practicing the 'Adding Oil to Light the Lamp Method' cannot be made up.

Afterwards, he also forcibly attacked his foundation of Taoism, and now he has about a hundred years left to live.

But I am content to be able to establish the foundation of the Dao."

Upon seeing this, Xu Qingshe communicated with the bronze ring for a moment, then sighed helplessly.

"The life energy used as lamp oil in the 'Add Oil to Light Lamps Method' to aid cultivation has been completely depleted.

Then you forced your way through, and your blood, energy, and vitality were depleted again. Dacheng, you really only have a hundred years left to live."

"It's okay. After decades of practice, I'm very clear about my own qualifications.

"To be able to live another hundred years would be a huge gain, and a hundred years is a long time, so maybe there will be some opportunities to make up for the lost years."

Fan Dacheng was quite relaxed and at ease. He was already extremely satisfied with being able to establish a foundation for the Dao. "In terms of spiritual roots, I'm not as good as Senior Sister Yang, and in terms of cultivating the various arts, I'm not as good as Brother Fang.

Now that I have established the foundation of Taoism, I am very satisfied, and I would also like to thank Brother Fang.

If it weren't for my eldest brother's help and letting me switch to practicing the "Golden Muscle and Jade Bone Method", my path to becoming an immortal would have been cut short long ago.

The grass on the grave is probably three feet high now."

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The atmosphere in the stone pavilion was solemn.

Fang Yi was also speechless. How could such an opportunity to make up for one's lifespan be so easy to come by?

After a moment of contemplation, the two of them had known each other for more than fifty years and had a deep friendship. The magic power in his hands surged.

"Dacheng, let me see, what is the condition of your life-threatening injury?"

Yang Caier's beautiful eyes lit up.

"Don't worry about Dacheng. Brother Fang is a second-level spiritual doctor with profound medical skills. Many foundation-building masters in the sect often seek him for treatment.

The damage to your life span may be salvaged by what Brother Fang said."

"Thank you, Brother Fang." Upon hearing this, Fan Dacheng's eyes lit up and he looked at Fang Yi with anticipation.

Who wouldn't want to live longer?

The magic power in Fang Yi's hands surged and turned into several sky-blue silk threads, which hung on the vital acupoints of Fan Dacheng's meridians.

The azure silk traveled through the eight extraordinary meridians, exploring the condition of the body.

"A low-grade Dao foundation?" He looked at the yellow-brown Dao platform in the Qi Sea Dantian and the somewhat withered flesh in the Dharma body.

After a while, Fang Yi spoke as everyone expected.

"Dacheng, the lifespan you lost while practicing the 'Adding Oil to Light the Lamp Method' cannot be recovered.

However, there are still some ways to make up for the loss of blood and vitality caused by forcing through the foundation-building process."

Looking at everyone's expectant eyes, he did not keep them in suspense.

Fang Yi took out a jade slip from the storage bag, engraved a medical prescription on it, and handed it over.

“Dacheng, there is a recipe for a magical medicine in this jade slip.

You can use the Chinese medicine prescription to nourish your vital energy, and it can also replenish some of the essence, blood and vital energy lost during the breakthrough.

In addition, if you swallow some elixirs to replenish your vitality, you should be able to make up for 70% to 80% of the 20 years of life lost by forcing your way through the barrier."

Fan Dacheng looked at the jade slip with excitement, and after checking it with his spiritual sense, he no longer concealed his joy.

The Chinese medicine prescription on the jade slip was tailor-made for Fang Yi.

Not only is the spiritual effect excellent, but the spiritual medicines used are mostly first-level spiritual medicines, with few second-level spiritual medicines, and are not very precious.

With Fan Dacheng's current wealth, he can afford it.

Seeing that Fan Dacheng's matter came to an end.

Everyone exchanged the information they had.

Fang Yi thought about the information he had obtained and sorted out over the past few years, pondered for a moment, and then spoke.

"This Jiazi beast tide is somewhat unusual. As far as I know, the sect has already joined forces with the demonic sect.

The Demon Sect was responsible for stopping the half-demons from the Nanli Kingdom, and the sect worked with the Bishui Pavilion and Tiandaowu to stop the beast tide.

I heard that Junior Sister Yang is at the Nanli battlefield, I wonder if she has any specific information."

Yang Cai'er was still frightened when she thought of the bloody battlefield of the Demonic Path.

"In the Demonic Path battlefield, the White Bone Sect, the Hehuan Sect, and several other major Demonic Path sects have joined forces, and Jindan Zhenren have fought more than ten battles.

If it weren't for the protection of Grandmaster Jiuhan, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to return safely.

Moreover, on the battlefield of the Demonic Path, more than twenty foundation-building masters from both sides have fallen.
It's really too tragic, Dacheng. You have just established the foundation of Taoism. It will take you one or two years at most to consolidate your cultivation.

It’s best to find some way to transfer to another place, otherwise once you are sent to the battlefield of the magic path by the sect, I’m afraid that with your cultivation level...

Li Qingsong thought of the transfer orders within the sect and the heavy casualties among the outer disciples.

He shuddered and muttered.

"If I hadn't joined a sect, would it be better to be a free cultivator?"

Xu Qingshe shook his head and added at the right time.

“Not to mention the independent cultivators, even the foundation-building families under Xuanyang Mountain suffered a tragic fate.

A large number of cultivators were drawn from each clan, and the foundation-building ancestors were dispatched in a unified manner. Now, the ancestors of seven foundation-building families have fallen.

This is just under the jurisdiction of Xuanyang Mountain.

Casual cultivator?

Unless you don't cultivate in the various spiritual veins, you will just be cannon fodder to kill the beast tide."

Fang Yi took a sip of the spiritual tea in the jade cup.

“The sect lets the foundation-building masters occupy the spiritual veins and develop the family, just to give the foundation-building cultivators a bloodline to tie them to.

Cooperate with the Tianji master supported by the sect and block the national border.

All the cultivators in Dayun Immortal Realm are in the calamity, and no one can escape.

The foundation-building cultivators among us in the sect are still better off, unless the ancestors of the foundation-building family are exhausted.

Otherwise, the Jindan Zhenren in the sect will still cherish the core combat power of us.

However, they are only slightly cherished, mostly due to changes in the battle situation, except for a few core disciples.

The rest can also be discarded. After all, if you don’t forge the golden elixir, you will be just an ant.

In this situation, we can only go with the flow. Fellow Daoists, please prepare some backup plans."

Hearing these people's conversation, Fan Dacheng's expression changed several times, and there was no trace of joy in his heart about forging the foundation of Taoism.

Although he laid the foundation of Taoism, he had no backing after all.

If all the cultivators who have been building their foundation for many years have died, what is the point of a physical cultivator who has just established his foundation?

After thinking about Fang Yi several times and how he had helped him, Fan Dacheng made up his mind.

"Brother Fang, I heard that you were practicing in Fengling Immortal City.

Can I join you? I have no other requests, I just hope to survive this beast tide safely."

(End of this chapter)