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

Chapter 264 A Gathering of Heroes
"We have the right time, right place, and right people. If we don't lay the foundation now, it will be difficult later."

Fang Yi's eyes were deep, like an ancient cold pond, bottomless.

He knew clearly that with his cultivation level at the initial stage of foundation building, he had no hope of becoming the leader of the Examination Pavilion.

Now there is a real person from the sect who is willing to make friends with the lineage of the Nine-qu real person from Fengling Immortal City and bring good luck.

Among them, the head of the Examination Pavilion, Qingfeng Shangren, left his post and gave his full support to suppress the dissatisfaction, relying on the geographical advantage.

The reputation of the Chenglu Terrace Dharma Assembly is gradually growing, and it is widely publicized among the disciples of Xuanyang Mountain. This is human harmony.

Even if we have the right time, place and people, we still cannot establish a medical clinic.

The next time there is such an opportunity, it will only be possible after the next head of the Examination Pavilion leaves office.

"We must not fail." Fang Yi waved his sleeves and sent out a jade talisman to transmit his message.

……

One day later.

Fengling Fairy City.

Zizhuxuan is located in a corner of Kaogong Pavilion, surrounded by purple jade-like bamboos and filled with spiritual energy.

Occasionally, there are some birds singing, which is clear, quiet and melodious.

Outside Zizhuxuan, hundreds of cultivators were eagerly waiting for today's Spiritual Medicine Hall assessment.

These monks were either wearing armor and had sharp eyes; some had long swords on their waists and had handsome features; some wore gauze skirts and had graceful figures.

Qin Yu, with a childish face and wearing a green robe, mingled among them.

Feeling the thin spiritual mist emanating from Zizhuxuan, his eyes were filled with longing.

"Such a rich spiritual energy. Even though it is blocked by the formation, it is already twice as strong as our residence."

"Junior Brother Qin, although this Purple Bamboo Pavilion is secluded, it also has a second-order low-grade spiritual vein.

I heard that it is usually a separate courtyard of Pavilion Master Qingfeng."

Xu Heng was also extremely envious.

Even in the past, before the family's foundation-building ancestor passed away, he could only watch this kind of second-level spiritual vein from afar.

Looking at several senior brothers who have reached a high level of Qi training, they stand out among the cultivators and many cultivators try to please them.

Qin Yu suddenly turned his head, a little nervous, and spoke to the dark-skinned and burly monk beside him.

"Brother Xu, look.

Senior Brother Quan Qiao, Senior Brother Fu Jixian, and Senior Sister Mu Qingyi.

So many cultivators are vying for the attention of Uncle Master Fang Yi.

I, I, can I get into the Spiritual Medical Hall? It would be better if the exam lasted longer."

"Of course you can. Junior Brother Qin, Uncle Fang Yi is recruiting cultivators who practice the way of spiritual medicine, and he's not just recruiting one person.

You don't need to be the champion, you just need to be stronger than ordinary monks.
I made some inquiries yesterday and found out that there are not even ten spiritual doctors affiliated with Xuanyang Mountain in Fengling Fairy City.

Junior brother, you are already a first-rank lower-grade spiritual doctor. As long as you perform as usual, you will definitely be able to enter the Spiritual Doctor Hall."

Xu Heng knew that for people like him and Qin Yu who had mid-grade spiritual roots, the Spiritual Medical Hall's recruitment of cultivators was already a top-notch opportunity.

When it comes to future cultivation, it is normal for Qin Yu to feel nervous.

Now that the Spiritual Medical Clinic's final exam was just around the corner, all he could do was to help Qin Yu remain calm and perform steadily.

Whatever the outcome will be, we can only leave it to fate and see what Master Fang Yi thinks.

A sudden shout suddenly rang out outside Zizhuxuan.

"Brothers and sisters, come and take a look.

Lucky beads for sale! Newly released lucky beads for luck and fortune.

They are all carried by the Tianji Master, and have the effect of changing luck and concentrating the mind, and turning misfortune into good fortune.

Don’t want thirty-nine spirit stones, twenty-nine spirit stones, or even nineteen spirit stones for one.

You only need nine spirit stones to take it home.
With this lucky bead, you can pass the entrance exam to the Spiritual Medical Hall instead of failing.
If you can get into the Spiritual Medical Hall, your ranking will be higher.

Dear future spiritual doctors, is there anything you need?"

Qin Yu looked up.

Not far away, there was a fat man in a silver robe, holding a few thumb-sized, mysterious gems in his hands.

He was confidently selling the lucky beads to the Qigong cultivator next to him.

Qin Yu's left ear trembled slightly as he listened in on the conversation between the high-level Qi training cultivators.

"Junior Brother Fu, I don't know where this scoundrel came from, trying to attract attention. Selling this lucky bead, this Tianji Master is really easy to persuade.

This lucky spirit bead is not just nine low-grade spirit stones."

"Yes, yes, what Junior Brother Quan said makes sense. Master Tianji is so noble.

This monk is really talking nonsense. He will definitely be taught a lesson after the Spiritual Medical Hall assessment."

"Brothers, do you want the lucky beads? There are only two left."

A chubby monk wearing a silver robe and a white jade crown came up to Quan Qiao and Fu Jixian with a smile.

Quan Qiao and Fu Jixian looked at each other and said in unison.

"I want one!"

Quan Qiao: "This bitch also realized that this fat monk is extraordinary?"

Fu Jixian: "This fat monk would not dare to fake it if he can sell lucky beads outside Zizhuxuan.

Otherwise, how could he be let off by the master of the foundation building in the hall?

Qin Yu's expression froze.

Looking at the plump monk in the silver robe, he took out another lucky bead from his arms and walked towards him.

He was speechless.

'The last two in your hand, not the last two lucky beads in your arms, sleeves, or storage bag.'

"Fellow Daoist, would you like a lucky charm?"

Qin Yu pressed down Xu Heng beside him and took out nine spirit stones with a smile on his face.

"I need one, please help me, Senior Brother."

"Well, brother, you are bright and you will definitely be able to pass the exam for the Spiritual Medical Hall."

"This is Daoist Fellow Qian's descendant, right?"

Fang Yi raised the corner of his mouth slightly and pointed at the monk in the water mirror who was wearing a silver robe and selling lucky beads to the monks around him.

His tone was somewhat baffling.

"You bastard! You're obsessed with money. You've embarrassed me in front of Fellow Daoist Fang!"

Qian Chuanzi was angry in his heart, but he still had a simple smile on his face.

"Excuse me, Senior Brother Fang, but this is my nephew, Qian Jiaozi.

I've been interested in business since I was little, so it's inevitable that I'm a bit interested in doing some small business now."

"Junior Brother Qian, this is alright.

For the younger generation of Qi cultivators, being able to earn spirit stones to supply their own cultivators is already extremely good."

Seeing that Fang Yi's expression remained unchanged and he was not angry, Qian Chuanzi breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Fang Yi is still a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.

But now is different from the past. He now holds the decree of the Jindan Zhenren and has the support of Master Qingfeng.

His status in the Examination Hall is only inferior to that of Master Qingfeng, Wei Jiuxiao, and Luo Shengyi.

He is the real number four figure.

Otherwise, he would not have allowed his own sons and nephews to come to this impoverished spiritual clinic.

"From now on, I'll have to trouble Brother Fang to take care of my nephew.

Brother, don't worry. Although my nephew is only at the sixth level of Qi training, he is already a first-class mid-grade spiritual doctor.

I will definitely not delay my brother's work."

Fang Yi nodded slightly and took out a purple jade token.

"Master Gu, it's almost time. I've already used the Water Mirror Technique to observe what needs to be observed.

You take this token and bring them in."

"Yes, sir." Gu Jiushang bowed, took the token, and walked out of Zizhuxuan.

"Click~"

With a dull sound, the gate of Zizhu Garden slowly opened.

"Da da da"

A monk in a black robe, with a hunched back and silver hair, walked out of the gate, leaning on a wooden crutch.

Looking at the many cultivators who were focusing their attention on him, Gu Jiushang cleared his throat and a hoarse voice sounded.

"My fellow Taoists, my name is Gu, and I am the modern-day Master Fang Yi. I am presiding over the first of three assessments at the Spiritual Medicine Hall."

"Three tests? Presiding over one test on behalf of Uncle Fang, this old cultivator surnamed Gu must be Uncle Fang's confidant." Qin Yu's eyes rolled, and he firmly memorized the important information.

For him, this Spiritual Medical Clinic assessment is the greatest and most likely opportunity he has encountered in his practice so far.

Therefore, every bit of information is extremely critical.

Inside the Purple Bamboo Pavilion, a deep blue mirror reflects the scenes of many monks taking the test.

In Fang Yi's hand was a green jade book, with spiritual light flowing through it, and the pages were turning quickly.

The ink on the green jade book was flowing like dragons and snakes, recording the situations and information of many cultivators in front of Zizhuxuan.

"Qian Jiaozi, water spirit root, sixth level of Qi training.

Backer: Qian Chuanzi, a cultivator in the foundation-building stage; Advantages: Good at business
Qin Yu: Wood spiritual roots, fourth level of Qi training.

Backer: None; Friend: Xu Heng, outer disciple. Strengths: Practicing a second-order wood-attributed technique, should be a first-order, lower-grade spiritual healer.

Quan Qiao: Ninth level of Qi training, registered disciple of Master Jiji
Fu Jixian: Ninth level of Qi training, registered disciple by Master Jiji."

This spiritual medical clinic involves Fang Yi's foundation, so how could they decide to recruit cultivators based on just three tests?

"Tear it!"

Fang Yi tore off a page from the magical jade book.

He handed the ink-stained pages to Qian Chuanzi beside him.

"Junior Brother Qian, you have been operating in Fengling Immortal City for a long time.

This time, I'd like to trouble you to investigate the background of the cultivators mentioned in this page to see if there are any cultivators from the Wei family of Changle Valley.

If there is, no matter how outstanding their spiritual healing skills are, they cannot join the Spiritual Healing Hall."

Qian Chuanzi glanced at his nephew's life, which was surrounded by golden light.

I know that as long as Qian Jiaozi doesn't do anything stupid, joining the Spiritual Medical Clinic is a foregone conclusion.

In this case, he would naturally return the favor.

Taking the book, Qian Chuanzi smiled innocently.

“No trouble, no trouble.

Brother Fang, please wait a moment, I'll be back soon."

"Thank you, Junior Brother Qian." After taking the money away, Fang Yi turned his head.

He spoke to Fan Dacheng, who was standing there with his hands hanging down, silent.

“Dacheng, this time we are recruiting monks from the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, in addition to the disciples who practice the way of spiritual medicine.

We also need to recruit a team of monks who are good at fighting. These monks have limited energy and practice spiritual medicine skills, so it is difficult for them to neglect fighting.

If he needs to go out for a medical consultation in the future, he will still need to be escorted by the monks in the sect.

Dacheng, you must choose carefully, as these monks will be your responsibility in the future."

"I!"

Fan Dacheng knew the benefits of this, and his face turned red instantly and his tone became excited.

"Don't worry, Brother Fang! I will definitely choose carefully."

"Yeah!" Fang Yi nodded slightly. He established the Spiritual Medical Clinic, so his ambition was naturally not limited to Fengling Fairy City.

According to his plan, spiritual medical clinics should be spread across many towns and cities within the Xuanyang Mountain influence.

As a spy, he collected elixirs and inquired about the rare objects in the world for him.

This Zizhuxuan is just the beginning.

Zizhuxuan, the main gate.

Gu Jiushang continued to speak.

"Qingyun Mountain Range was invaded by demonic beasts. The beast tide was extremely dangerous. I don't know how many cultivators died from their poison instead of being killed by the demonic beasts.

Venerable Fang Yi, out of pity for his fellow disciples, issued a decree from the True Master of the Core Formation to establish a spiritual medicine clinic to treat the monks.

But the Spiritual Medical Clinic is short-staffed."

Gu Jiushang paused and raised the purple jade token in his hand.

“By order of Master Fang Yi, the head of the Spiritual Medical Clinic.

We are recruiting monks who are proficient in spiritual medicine skills, but now, there are too many monks coming here to sign up.

According to the Master's instructions, the capable are promoted and the mediocre are demoted."

"Boom!"

Gu Jiushang tapped the long staff covered with wrinkled wood grain in his hand.

The aura of the ninth-level Qi training cultivator swept across the hundreds of Qi training practitioners in front of Zizhu Pavilion one by one.

"All monks retreat three feet."

Hundreds of cultivators saw Gu Jiushang following the orders of the famous Master Fang Yi in Fengling Immortal City.

Even if he has a foundation-building cultivator as his backer, he dare not neglect it.

"Wow~"

Accompanied by the noisy footsteps, many cultivators, regardless of their level of cultivation, retreated.

A three-meter-long open space was left in front of the gate of Zizhuxuan.

After sending away all the Qi-cultivating monks, Gu Jiushang continued to speak according to Fang Yi's instructions.

"Those monks who are proficient in spiritual medicine skills and have at least first-level lower-grade spiritual medicine skills, please step forward."

Qin Yu, who was mixed in the crowd, spoke to Xu Heng beside him.

"Brother Xu, I'm going first. Wait for my good news."

"Brother Qin, keep going! You will definitely be noticed by Uncle Fang."

Xu Heng gave Qin Yu a hug and then silently wished him well.

"Junior Brother Qin, you must be selected. Otherwise, the beast tide will become more dangerous. I don't know how long you and I can hold out."

Same as Qin Yu.

A coin in a silver vestment;

A sword cultivator with a long sword on his waist, handsome features; a graceful female cultivator in a gauze skirt; and a bald old man.
Several monks stood in front of Gu Jiushang.

"Those who took the backdoor, the sword cultivators from the Sword Pavilion? And the charm technique?"

Seeing the strange-looking monk in front of him, Gu Jiushang's mouth twitched slightly.

"This is a strange combination, let Brother Fang choose for himself."

He nodded slightly. "Wait until you're behind me.

In addition, the high-level Qi training cultivator stepped forward.

Tread. Tread.
Another three or four people came forward, and seeing this, Gu Jiushang frowned slightly.

The number of high-level Qi-cultivating cultivators was much less than expected.

'Were most of the remaining ones recruited by Luo Shengyi and Wei Jiuxiao?
Or is he relying on other foundation-building masters?
This is Junior Brother Fang, who recruited monks before Luo Shengyi came out of seclusion.

If we wait until Luo and Wei start to fight, I am afraid that all the high-level Qi training cultivators in the sect will be captured.'

"Hmm?" Gu Jiu's heart moved, but he received a voice transmission from Fang Yi.

"Those cultivators with mid-grade water and wood spiritual roots, step forward."

The cultivators at the middle stage of Qi training came forward."

"Fifty-two?"

Gu Jiushang tapped the wooden crutch in his hand and spoke in a gentle tone.

“This time, our Spiritual Medical Hall is recruiting such cultivators.

The rest of you fellow Daoists, please disperse to pass the first test."

Seeing the disappointed expressions on the faces of many cultivators, Gu Jiushang continued to speak.

“The Spiritual Medical Hall is just being built, and we will recruit medical practitioners later.

If you fellow Taoists are interested, you can study the way of spiritual medicine. Master Fang will continue to recruit monks from time to time."

Seeing the monks slowly disperse, Gu Jiushang turned around and looked at the dozens of monks behind him.

"The first assessment has been completed. The next two assessments will be conducted by the Foundation Establishment Master within the sect.

You wait and follow me."

After saying that, Gu Jiushang led everyone towards Zizhuxuan.

Purple Bamboo Pavilion

石亭
A little spiritual light came out from Fang Yi's fingertips, shattering the water mirror floating in the air.

“Dacheng, those cultivators who have not practiced the way of spiritual medicine and whose spiritual roots are not water or wood spiritual roots will be handed over to you.

There is only one target to choose from, and that is mastery of fighting techniques. However, mastery of the hundred arts of cultivation is also acceptable."

(End of this chapter)