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

Chapter 267: Recruiting Disciples and Visits

Six jade talismans fell into the hands of the monk one by one.

Fang Yi gave instructions to the pretty female cultivator beside him.

"Zi Yan, take the six nephews to the east wing and settle here."

"Yes, Master." Zi Yan bowed and then moved lightly with lotus steps. "Fellow Daoists, please follow me."

Looking at the six cultivators leaving one by one in the purple smoke, Fang Yi was quite satisfied.

'The six spiritual doctors, although some of their magical powers are somewhat unique, they are still useful.

After that, I won't have to refine ordinary first-grade elixirs myself.'

An hour later.

Zizhuxuan courtyard.

Fang Yi looked at Zi Yan, and behind her, at Qin Yu, who had a nervous expression.

His tone was gentle, yet he had an air of majesty without even being angry.

"Junior Brother Qin, what else do you want?"

Qin Yu looked at Zi Yan and Nie Zhirou nervously, his tone stiff.

"Uncle Fang, my nephew has something important to report to you.

That’s it.”

Looking at Qin Yu's eyes, I thought about the character he had shown during their several meetings.

Fang Yi waved his hand and asked Zi Yan and Nie Zhirou to leave.

"Well, Junior Brother Qin, what important matter do you have to report?"

"Pfft!"

Qin Yu showed determination and knelt down on his knees.

"I have a treasure to present to Master Fang. I hope you will accept it."

"Oh?" Fang Yi sensed the pure magic power in Qin Yu.

"Is that the second-level wood-attributed technique you practiced? That's not necessary."

Seeing Qin Yu's shocked expression, Fang Yi shook his head.

"Junior Brother Qin, this is not the first time we have met.

Including Qianzhi Garden, Qingling Secret Realm, and Kaogong Pavilion, this is the fourth time we have met.

Now you are a monk of the Spiritual Medicine Hall and are under my protection. Just practice hard and study the skills of spiritual medicine.

But it doesn’t have to be like this.”

"Master Fang, do you remember me?" Qin Yu hesitated for a moment.

Immediately, his expression turned grim, and he took out an ancient jade slip from his storage bag, and at the same time, he opened his mouth and spit out a precious pearl.

“Uncle Master, this jade slip contains the wood-attributed technique, the Blue Lotus Treasure Color Sutra, and also contains this Great Life Pearl.

My nephew wants to ask for mercy from my uncle."

"Dashengbaozhu?"

Fang Yi showed astonishment, then took the jade slip and probed his spiritual sense into it.

After a while, he withdrew his consciousness and spoke slowly.

“Although the Blue Lotus Treasure Color Sutra is somewhat incomplete, it is also a quasi-third-level technique, combined with the foundation-building spiritual object, the Great Life Pearl.

Junior Brother Qin, you do have an opportunity.
This Blue Lotus Treasure Color Sutra is of some use to me. Now, what do you want, nephew Qin?"

"I want to take Uncle Fang as my master!" Qin Yu prostrated himself on the ground, his eyes filled with longing and his tone respectful.

"Oh?

If I remember correctly, Junior Brother Qin, you have a mid-grade wood spiritual root.

Although his spiritual roots are average, he has the help of the "Blue Lotus Treasure Color Sutra" and the Great Life Pearl.

Even if you don't take me as your master, you still have the potential to build your foundation, so why do this?"

Fang Yi's tone was inexplicable, and he pinched the magic formula in his sleeve slightly, and the pressure of a foundation-building master enveloped Qin Yu.

“What’s more, I have a quasi-third-level technique and foundation-building spiritual objects as a gift for becoming a disciple.

It's just a disciple title, even a senior brother in the late foundation building stage would not refuse it."

Qin Yu looked dazed, then gave a wry smile and spoke.

“To be honest with you, I did have this thought before.

With the help of the Blue Lotus Treasure Color Sutra and the Great Life Pearl, he practiced steadily to the ninth level of Qi training and then sought to build a foundation.

But it was too late. The demon tide was so dangerous that even Zhenren Lian Jiedan issued a decree, asking the uncle to set up a spiritual medical clinic.

Although my nephew's cultivation is shallow, he also knows the horror of it."

Qin Yu looked up quietly and saw that Fang Yi looked calm and not angry. He breathed a sigh of relief and continued speaking.

“Even if I join the Spiritual Medicine Hall, I will only be one of the six spiritual doctors.

Moreover, with my uncle’s reputation and status, this spiritual medical clinic is just the beginning. I don’t know how many cultivators will be willing to join in the future.

In this case, it would be better to ask for mercy from my uncle.

As for the great cultivators in the late foundation building stage within the sect."

A faint smell of decay emerged, Qin Yu's face flushed, and blood boiled in his heart.

"Uncle Master, I don't trust them."

"So you can trust me?"

Fang Yi pinched the magic formula in his sleeve, and the wood-based magic "Ten Thousand Leaves Flying Flowers" continued to work, stirring Qin Yu's mood.

"If I had any ill intentions in this Purple Bamboo Pavilion, wouldn't I be dead without a burial place, relying on you, a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi training?"

Qin Yu gathered up his courage for some unknown reason and raised his head suddenly.

“Junior Brother, although I have only been enrolled in Xuanyang Mountain for a short time, I have seen it several times. The Foundation Establishment Masters in the sect use Qi Training Monks as cannon fodder.

The uncle-master has a good reputation and he once saved his nephew's life in the Qingling Secret Realm, so the nephew is willing to take a gamble.

If he succeeds, with the support of his uncle and the help of the "Blue Lotus Treasure Color Sutra", he will have a chance to establish his foundation.

If I lose, it will be my fate.
Besides, Uncle Fang, given the death rate of monks in the Examination Pavilion, if I still aspire to forge a foundation for the Dao, are there any other better options?"

"Choice?"

Fang Yi reached out and took off the emerald green Big Life Pearl and played with it in his hand.

"In that case, I'll give you a chance.

I accept this apprenticeship gift. If you can advance your spiritual medical skills to the first-level intermediate level within two years, you can become my apprentice.

If not.

Because of the help that the Blue Lotus Precious Color Sutra has given me, I can also give you an opportunity."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Qin Yu's face was filled with ecstasy as he kowtowed respectfully. "Thank you, Uncle Fang. Qin Yu will definitely do it."

"Yeah." Fang Yi nodded slightly when he saw this.

"You must not tell this to other monks in the sect.

When your medical skills break through to the middle level, come find me.

Junior Brother Qin, it’s getting late, go back and get some rest.”

"Yes, nephew, I obey your orders."

After Qin Yu left the courtyard, an old monk walked out from behind a purple jade bamboo.

Gu Jiushang had a strange look on his face. As a human puppet, he knew how terrifying Fang Yi's background was.

Now he actually gave in to a cultivator with mid-grade spiritual roots.

"Master, do you really want to take Qin Yu as your disciple? Qin Yu's talent is average, and his cultivation level is only the fourth level of Qi training.

Could it be that he has a hidden spiritual body or a magic weapon with him?
You wouldn't do it for a foundation-building spiritual object, the Great Life Pearl?"

"Brother Gu, what do you think your spiritual body is?

If Qin Yu really had this talent, he would have been taken in by a Jindan master when he joined the sect.

As for the treasures you carry with you?"

Xu Qingshe’s bronze ring flashed through Fang Yi’s mind.

“It’s even more impossible to carry treasures with you.

To be able to possess the "Blue Lotus Treasure Color Method", a quasi-third-level skill, and a spiritual object for foundation-building, is already an astonishing sign of his incredible luck and great blessings.

I gave it a chance, it just happened to be the right time.

This spiritual medicine clinic needs a trusted spiritual doctor to preside over it.

Everything he said when he activated the "Ten Thousand Leaves Flying Flowers Technique" just now came from his heart.

So, what's wrong with giving him a chance? He's just a disciple after all."

Seeing Fang Yi like this, Gu Jiushang nodded secretly.

As the power of his subordinates grows, it is indeed necessary to cultivate some power.

"Oh, Senior Brother Gu, please inform Dacheng.

He has a cultivator named Xu Heng under his command, who is Qin Yu's good friend. No matter what the assessment results are, he will let him stay.

Afterwards, he asked Dacheng to go to Xuanyang Mountain to find out Qin Yu's specific whereabouts.

If they have a clean background and are not involved with other forces, then we can focus on training them."

After Gu Jiushang took the order and left, Fang Yi put away the Dasheng Pearl.

His eyes were a little blurry, as if looking through the forbidden magic to Qin Yu who was diligently studying the spiritual medicine classics.

'An interesting boy, kind-hearted but also decisive.

If you encounter an opportunity, take a chance and let's see how far you can go.'

a few days later.

Zizhuxuan, in front of the door.

Xia Zhengbai wore a black lotus crown on his head, a royal blue robe with wide sleeves and cloud patterns, and held a folding fan in his hand. He was surrounded by a faint aura of precious light and exuded an air of nobility.

He looked at the plaque, waved his hand and asked someone to go and knock on the door, then joked to the burly monk beside him.

"Senior Brother Xiang Shu, this Fellow Daoist Fang has given us a surprise.

"The Jindan Zhenren's decree? I never thought he had such a trump card."

Master Xiang Shu, wearing bronze armor, spoke in a muffled voice.

"Xiao Changce of Yuping Peak in Xuanyang Mountain is nearing the end of his life, but he's still an old man with one foot halfway across his coffin.

But after all, he is a disciple of Master Huang.

If that spiritual doctor is a capable one, it would be easy for Master Huang to lend a hand.

But, Junior Brother, you are of noble status. If you are interested, just ask someone to summon Fellow Daoist Fang.

Why bother making the trip yourself?"

Xia Zhengbai waved the Mountain and River Fan magic weapon in his hand.

"Brother Xiang Shu, I heard that Luo Shengyi's cave where he was in seclusion was filled with sword energy.

I think he is about to break through to the middle stage of foundation building. Once he comes out, he will definitely fight with Wei Jiuxiao.

Therefore, if we want to explore the details of Doctor Fang Ling, it would be more convenient to take action now."

"Junior brother, have you not given up on trying to win over Fellow Daoist Fang to join my Nine Bends lineage?"

Master Xiang Shu looked surprised.

Xia Zhengbai nodded slightly. "You've already seen the medicinal properties of the Red Yuan Paste.

With the help of this magical ointment, the damage suffered by Feng Lingwei due to the cold poison was reduced by 30%.

"Brother Xiang Shu, how can I let such a cultivator go so easily?"

"Oh!" Master Xiang Shu sighed slightly.

"My Jiuqu lineage is ultimately inferior to a great sect like Xuanyang Mountain, which has accumulated thousands of years of heritage."

Purple Bamboo Pavilion.

Purple bamboos sway and the fragrance of tea wafts in the air.

Fang Yi handed a cup of spiritual tea to Xia Zhengbai and spoke politely.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, what brings you here? Is the Red Yuan Cream insufficient?"

Xia Zhengbai took a sip of the spiritual tea in the jade cup, and his eyes immediately lit up.

“Good tea.

Fellow Daoist Fang, you're worrying too much. This Red Yuan Ointment is extremely effective, and Zhengbai is here to deliver his reward."

Go ahead and take out a storage bag woven with gold thread and place it on the jade table.

"Fang Daoyou, are you satisfied with this reward?"

"Oh?"

Fang Yi was not polite and reached out to open the storage bag, looking at the spirit stones and spiritual medicine inside.

His tone changed and he pushed the storage bag back.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, that's too much. Refining the Red Yuan Paste doesn't require so many spirit stones."

Xia Zhengbai nodded slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, this Red Yuan Paste is of great help to me.

This spirit stone is just a small token of my appreciation. Besides that, I would like to ask Fellow Daoist Fang to help remove the cold poison from another Daoist."

"Sure enough, the cold poison is just the beginning."

Fang Yi seemed to be thinking about something, then he spoke up. "I wonder how Fellow Daoist could have such dignity."

(End of this chapter)