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

Chapter 243 Demon Cultivator Meets Demon Cultivator

Fang Yi raised his eyebrows slightly. It was quite a coincidence that someone gave him a pillow just when he was sleepy.

However, he did not agree immediately, and there were undercurrents in Fenglingxian City.

If Fan Dacheng enters the city without being prepared, it will be of no benefit to either of them.

After all, the Wei family of Changle Valley can also influence the tasks of the Examination Pavilion.

"Dacheng, please think carefully. It won't be difficult to transfer you to Fengling Fairy City.

But once you enter the Immortal City, you will be involved in a dispute between a sword cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building and the Wei family of Changle Valley.
This dispute involves at least a dozen foundation-building cultivators in the sect.

The danger is not small at all.”

After a stick of incense.

After listening to Fang Yi's explanation of the whole process, Fan Dacheng stood up without hesitation and bowed.

"I understand this matter. I'll have to trouble Brother Fang to take care of me in the future."

Seeing this, Fang Yi used his magic power to lift Fan Dacheng up with a burst of strength.

"Dacheng, have you really thought it through?
Once you get involved in this muddy water, there’s no way out.”

"Brother Fang, I'm not the little kid I was back then. I've considered the risks involved.

But now in Dayun Kingdom, there is no safe place, and even Jindan Zhenren are fighting.

If it weren't for Brother Fang, I wouldn't even have a choice."

Fan Dacheng said this in a simple tone, then smiled innocently.

"Besides, I trust Brother Fang. I've known him for over fifty years, and I've never seen him suffer any loss.

I don’t know the specific situation of Fengling Fairy City, but Dacheng knows Brother Fang’s abilities.

Since you're willing to take action, your chances of winning are probably 70%. If I don't even dare to fight, how can I cultivate immortality?"

Fang Yi was also a little speechless. After more than fifty years of friendship, Fan Dacheng really saw through some of his own foundation.

However, in this battle for the Fengling Immortal City's Examination Pavilion, he really needs a Foundation Establishment Master to help.

He knew Fan Dacheng inside and out, and since he was willing to join him, he naturally would not refuse.

"In that case, Dacheng, when are you going to hold your foundation-building ceremony?
After that is done, I will contact a monk for you and transfer you to Fengling Immortal City."

Fan Dacheng shook his head.

“The Dharma Assembly will not be held anymore. For cultivators like me who are just building their foundation in the outer sect, there is no master to follow in our footsteps.

It's only a low-grade foundation of Taoism, but there is someone in the sect who uses Lingfeng to organize a foundation-building ceremony for us free of charge.

But I only have a few of you as my friends. If I don't hold this Dharma Assembly, I can still exchange it for some spirit stones, which will allow me to have more money to practice.

To be honest, I still don't have a place to find my life-saving magic weapon. To avoid more trouble, I'd like to trouble Brother Fang to transfer me to Fengling Fairy City as soon as possible."

Seeing this, Fang Yi admired Fan Dacheng's decisiveness.

He took out a colored glaze token from the storage bag and chanted some magic words in his hands.

The token transformed into an elegant cloud crane.

"Wow!"

The cloud crane let out a clear cry, and flapped its long white wings, and was about to rush towards Fengling Fairy City.

Fang Yi paused slightly, then looked at Li Qingsong.

"Fellow Daoist Li, are you going to Fengling Fairy City? This Duobao Pavilion is not safe.

I heard from a Foundation Establishment Master from the Qian family of Duobao Pavilion that the sect is also transferring monks from Duobao Pavilion to take turns to go to the front lines."

Li Qingsong's face froze. Thinking about the rumors in the clan, he knew that this was true, but considering the five foundation-building masters of the Wei family, he was not optimistic about Fang Yi.

He considered for a moment and spoke cautiously.

“Forget it.

Thank you, Brother Fang, for your kindness. My cultivation level is too low to participate in the affairs of the Wei family in Changle Valley."

Seeing this, Fang Yi nodded and said no more. Li Qingsong has been in charge of Duobao Pavilion for many years and is proficient in business.

After all, we have known each other for decades, know each other well, and can work with each other smoothly.

But if he refuses, you can find another monk who is proficient in business to take care of it for you.

He shook his sleeves and continued to use the Qingxiao sound transmission technique to communicate with Luo Shengyi, Qian Chuanzi and others.

Given Luo Shengyi's position in the Examination Pavilion, it is not difficult for him to mobilize a foundation-building cultivator.

"Wow!"

Green spiritual light flowed, the cloud crane cried gracefully, spread its wings and flew towards Fengling Fairy City.

"Dacheng, please wait a few days. The transfer order will be issued soon."

"Brother Fang will take care of everything," Fan Dacheng laughed.

Seeing this, Li Qingsong felt a little regretful, but he thought that after all, he was the owner of Duobao Pavilion and had a high-level Qi training level.

Even if the Zhou family wanted to dispatch cultivators, they wouldn't dispatch themselves, right?

A tide of spiritual energy swept over.

"Huh? This is it?"

Fang Yi frowned slightly, feeling the fluctuations coming from the Xuanbao Garden's protective formation.

The five people present, except Li Qingsong, were all foundation-building masters, and they all sensed the cultivators causing trouble outside the gate of Xuanbao Garden.

"Brother Fang, do you want me to take action?" A golden and jade light appeared around Fan Dacheng.

"No need, it would be difficult to win with just you alone."

Fang Yi stood up and bowed. "Excuse me for making such a fuss. I'll go take care of it right away."

Outside Xuanbao Garden.

Zhu Tianzong held a string of white jade prayer beads in his hand, with magical power flowing around him, and stopped Zi Yan who was buying spiritual fruits.

"Girls, the owner of Xuanbao Garden is here. I have a big deal to discuss with him."

Zi Yan felt the faint pressure from the black-robed monk and knew that he was also a Foundation Establishment Master.

But thinking about Fang Yi's instructions, she bit her teeth lightly, her body tensed, and she spoke with gritted teeth.

"Sir, my master has instructed us not to receive outsiders these days."

Zhu Tianzong's eyes were gloomy.

"Hey, I wanted to collect a tripod furnace, but I never thought I would get this."

He was originally a fake Dan Zhenren from the Demonic Path. Sixty years ago, he was severely injured by the Jindan Zhenren from Xuanyang Mountain and barely escaped with his life.

After his cultivation was severely damaged, he mostly practiced near Yunze Market, and it has been sixty years now.

Now he has barely recovered to the initial stage of foundation building.

However, he was proficient in Feng Shui and earth veins, and vaguely discovered that there was accumulation of earth energy in the Xuanbao Garden, which should give birth to treasures from the earth veins.

'With this treasure, you can refine a new natal magic weapon.

With the help of this treasure, I can completely remove the coldness in my body.

By then, Old Ghost Jiuhan, you wouldn't have guessed I'd be lurking at the foot of Xuanyang Mountain. After I recover from my injuries, our business isn't over yet. And there's also the bastard who stole my Yinhun Iron.

No one can escape.'

Thinking of the Yinhun Iron that was stolen by a traitor, Zhu Tianzong couldn't help but feel furious.

If this demonic spiritual object had not been stolen.

How could he sneak into Xuanyang Mountain and end up being severely injured by the Jiuhan Zhenren who had just reached the stage of Dan.

Finally, the traitor was found in a valley, but only a tomb remained.

The most hateful thing is.

Some idiot put a stone tablet in front of the tomb. The inscription on the tablet is engraved.

"Tomb of the Anonymous Mentor"

"Disciple Zhu Tianzong bows his head."

Zhu Tianzong!
If this tomb was built by Zhu Tianzong, then who is he? He is simply the opposite of Tiangang!

I don’t know where this monk came from, but he is extremely cautious.

Not only did they isolate him from the world, they also changed his name.

Even if they invite a psychic who is proficient in the art of divination, they will be able to figure out everything clearly.

However, he also knew that the cultivator who obtained the Yinhun Iron was definitely not a Jindan cultivator, otherwise why would he wipe out his Qi and make himself take the blame.

After he discovered the tomb, he spent decades wandering around Yunze Market practicing Buddhism.

While recovering from his injuries, he was always thinking about that piece of Yinhun Iron.

Now he wanted to give up and leave, but he never expected to encounter this opportunity.

'The treasure of the earth vein must have extremely pure spiritual energy, which made this a success.

I went to the battlefield of demons and before leaving the White Bone Gate, I made secret moves on many of the seeds in the gate.

I wonder how many people have built their foundation with these tonics now.

A strange red light flashed in Zhu Tianzong's eyes, and in just a moment, Zi Yan fell into an illusion.

"Take out the prohibition token"

Zhu Tianzong was quite confident. Although his cultivation had been greatly damaged, he had been hanging around in Yunze Market for sixty years.

He also knew the owner of Xuanbao Garden, but he was just a cultivator who had just established his foundation in Taoism.

Once he gets the treasure, he can kill the monk as well.

Zi Yan's eyes were blank, and she was about to take out the restriction token from her storage bag.

A stream of green rain fell, and he woke up with a look of fear on his face.

"My fellow Daoist, is it too much to insult my maid like this?
Besides, there are fellow Daoists who have established their foundation in Yunze Market stationed here. Would you mind obeying Xuanyang Mountain's orders?"

Looking at Fang Yi, who was wearing an evergreen robe and whose aura was only at the second level of foundation building.

Zhu Tianzong sneered.

"Oh, Xuanyang Mountain? Which eye of yours saw me bullying this female cultivator?

It is obvious that this slut is shameless and seduced this old man.

I was just teaching her a lesson."

Zi Yan hugged Fang Yi's strong arms tightly and said timidly.

“I didn’t, sir.

It was him who wanted to see the master, but I followed the master's instructions and did not let him in.

I don’t know what happened after that.”

Fang Yi waved his hand, feeling the familiar breath and name.

'Zhu Tianzong, when I entered Xuanyang Mountain fifty years ago, this old fellow was hanging around in Yunze Market.

It's been almost sixty years now, and you still haven't left? Is this an undercover agent of the Demonic Path?

The "Life and Death Flourishing Sutra" was fully running, and it felt that he was indeed only at the third level of foundation building.

'The scapegoat is here.'

Fang Yi was quite happy in his heart. How could he let the scapegoat go when he was offered to him?

'No matter what this old guy's plan is.

From today on, he came here for the spiritual source orb nurtured by the spiritual veins of Yunze Market.

He has been lurking for nearly sixty years, plotting to obtain a second-grade, mid-grade spiritual source orb. This old demon really has a good heart.

I think the Jindan Zhenren in the sect would also believe that this kind of magic is so profound and has been lurking for a long time.'

Fang Yi's mind moved, and the Ruins Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner appeared in his hand.

The shadow of a demon god wearing a Yimu robe and holding a green medicine furnace in his hand is looming on the banner.

"Please leave, or I will be rude to you."

"Oh? Why are you so polite?" A hint of amusement flashed in Zhu Tianzong's eyes. Although his cultivation level had declined, he was once a fake Dan Zhenren.

How could a mere cultivator who had just established his foundation in Taoism pose a threat?

As for the foundation-building masters guarding the market town, as long as the two foundation-building cultivators do not take action in a major battle.

He won't meddle in other people's business.

'Seriously injured? Interesting.'

After finding out the background of the cultivator in front of him, Fang Yi changed the gestures on his fingertips.

The banner of withering prosperity in the ruins world was suspended behind him.

The precious banner moves without wind, and strands of vitality hang down.

The green halo rippled, and a shadow of a demon god wearing a green wooden robe appeared, and the medicine furnace in his hand turned.

He slapped his storage bag and took out many elixirs.

Healing herbs, evergreen wood, and small ginseng are all magical objects.

As the magic power rolled up, they fell one by one into the medicine furnace in the hands of the demon god's phantom.

A rich medicinal fragrance gushed out from it.

"Foundation-building medical practitioner? ! !
God is really helping me! Finally, my luck has turned, and I have the treasure of the earth and the foundation of medical practice.

Old Ghost Jiuhan, when my power recovers, we will have another good fight.'

'Bait!'

'We can't let this kid go'

Looking at the greed in Zhu Tianzong's eyes, Fang Yi knew that the fish had taken the bait.

The two men secretly intercepted strands of energy, and it was obvious that they were preparing to take action.

(End of this chapter)