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

Chapter 269 Bait and fish, wait for the hook
Fang Yi's hand flashed with spiritual light, and the Ruin Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner fell into his hand. He felt the terrifying power contained in the banner.

His face showed joy, and he gently stroked the green treasure banner.

In his eyes, the Ruins World's Withered and Flourishing Banner is more attractive than any beauty.

"The eleven forbidden supreme magical instruments, my treasured banner is the product of great accumulation and is of top quality even among the supreme magical instruments.

Ordinary casual cultivators who are False Dan Zhenren only have top-grade magical instruments of this grade."

Fang Yi's eyes were deep.

"With this treasure, the Wei family of Changle Valley will no longer have to resort to tricks."

He activated the magic power in his body, and with a flash of light, he fell into the Kuruo Small Cave.

Looking at the lush and green bitter winter plum, Fang Yi's magic power in his hand surged and he felt the concentration of spiritual energy.

"In this small world of withering and flourishing, there is a second-order mid-grade spirit vein. I asked Xiao Qi to set up a spirit gathering array at the spirit eye.

The spiritual energy here is comparable to that of a second-grade superior spiritual vein, and is sufficient to nourish the bitter cold plum before it fully grows.

However, the growth of this small cave is...

Thinking about the spiritual objects needed for cave sacrifice and cultivation recorded in the "Book of Life and Death".

Fang Yi's face turned bitter, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

“When Fellow Daoist Luo Shengyi comes out of retreat, we will attack the Wei family. Otherwise, even with the help of the Spiritual Medical Clinic.

The spiritual stones I earn are not enough for my daily practice and refining of magical instruments."

Three days later.

In the Purple Bamboo Pavilion.

Fan Dacheng took out a jade slip from his arms and handed it to Fang Yi.

"Brother Fang, I've already found out the details about Qin Yu that you asked me to investigate since I returned to Xuanyang Mountain.

He had no problems, but his good friend Xu Heng was born into a poor foundation-building family.

After the Foundation Establishment ancestor of his family passed away, the place was taken over by a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

That Foundation Establishment cultivator was ruthless. Except for a few, all the cultivators of Xu Heng's clan who were not in the clan's territory were killed by that cultivator."

Fan Dacheng was a little curious. It was the first time he saw his elder brother Fang caring about a young Qigong cultivator.

"Brother Fang, you are paying so much attention to him, are you planning to take him in as your disciple?"

“Thank you Dacheng for making this trip.

This kid Qin Yu has a connection with me, and he has a mid-grade wood-attribute spiritual root.
Now that he is clean, if he can pass my test, I would accept him as my disciple."

Fang Yi took the jade slip and probed his spiritual sense into it.

Fan Dacheng had a very good impression of Qin Yu.

"Then, Junior Brother, congratulations to Brother Fang on having such a good disciple. Should Xu Heng find an opportunity to expel him from the Spiritual Medical Clinic?"

Fan Dacheng paused, stretched out his left hand and wiped his neck.

"Or, arrange for him to go on a mission. Junior Brother, I guarantee that Xu Heng will never be able to return.

To prevent his grudges from involving nephew Qin Yu."

Fang Yi withdrew his consciousness from the jade slip and gave Fan Dacheng, who was full of murderous intent, a strange look.

After a moment, his fingertips moved slightly, and a green spiritual light fell and slowly merged into Fan Dacheng's body.

Looking at the murderous aura of Fan Dacheng gradually dissipating, Fang Yi spoke.

"Dacheng, although you have been able to establish your foundation by practicing the 'Adding Oil to Light the Lamp Method', this method ultimately originates from the devilish path, and is short-sighted and will consume your lifespan.

Even if you switch to practicing another method now, your foundation will be damaged.

From now on, you will come to me once a month and I will help you refine your foundation until your life-defining magic weapon, the Mountain Hammer, is refined.

Otherwise, with such evil spirits in your head, you won't even know who is plotting against you."

Fan Dacheng was surrounded by a faint golden light and a bloody aura was surging. Under the nourishment of the green spiritual light, the restlessness in his heart gradually faded away.

"call!"

He exhaled a breath and then bowed.

"Thank you for your trouble, Brother Fang."

Fang Yi nodded slightly.

"We've been friends for decades, and now you're working for me. If I can help, I'll certainly lend you a helping hand.

However, you don't have to go to that girl from Feihua Pavilion again until you have completely refined your natal magic weapon.

To prevent lust from igniting your inner fire and causing your foundation to be damaged even further."

"Brother Fang Fang, you know, which brat told the secret?

I am a physical cultivator, so it is inevitable that my blood and essence are strong. I am looking for some female cultivators to relieve my evil fire, which is also a kind of long-lasting love."

Fan Dacheng spoke hesitantly, then seeing Fang Yi's face darken a little, he immediately changed his tone.

"However, Brother Fang treated me. It's better not to go to Feihua Pavilion. It's better not to go."

"Yeah." Fang Yi nodded slightly.

“Later, I will work with Daoist Xia Zhengbai to treat one of his senior brothers.

I'll trouble you to take care of this Zizhuxuan.

Fellow Daoist Qian Chuanzi has already sent news that Senior Sister Luo will be out of seclusion soon, so don't let the Wei family take advantage of her.

As for the matter between Qin Yu and Xu Heng, he was just a casual cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.

If you don't know what's good for you, after you've forged your natal magic weapon, I'll let Xiao Qi go with you and send it off."

Fan Dacheng thought about his own several fights with the little silver-white beast, in which he was always defeated.

Humans are inferior to animals.

His face stiffened slightly, and then he bowed.

“Follow Brother Fang’s orders.

If there is nothing else, I will withdraw, the young people in Zizhuxuan.

I have nothing to do, so I'd like to give you some pointers."

Fang Yi saw that Fan Dacheng had a ferocious look on his face, and it was obvious that he wanted to vent his anger on the Qigong cultivator.

He didn't care and waved his hand.

As a bodyguard for the doctors at the Spiritual Medical Clinic, one needs to hone his skills.

"Be careful when you do this. After I return, the doctors in the clinic will also start seeing patients.

Don't delay, the doctor in the academy is here to see you."

"Don't worry, Brother Fang. I know the severity of the situation and will teach them a lesson."

Not long after Fan Dacheng left with murderous intent, the screams of a monk were heard from a corner of Zizhuxuan.

"That's good too. Dacheng can vent his excess energy, and the guards in the Spiritual Medical Hall can also be tempered with the foundation-building body cultivation. Kill two birds with one stone."

Fang Yi shook his head. He hadn't told Fan Dacheng that his visit to Feihua Pavilion wasn't leaked by the monks in the pavilion.

But it was Xiaoqi who told me.

After all, Fan Dacheng had only barely established his Taoist foundation, and his natal magic weapon had not yet been forged.

Even if he were to tell, he would not be a match for Xiao Qi, a monster with earth-grade bloodline and the ability to forge his own magical weapon.

Why add to your troubles? Just have a place to vent your anger.

"Master, Qin Yu is here." Gu Jiushang said.

The young monk behind him bowed his head and spoke respectfully.

"Disciple Qin Yu greets Master Fang. May Master Fang be blessed with everlasting blessings and a long and prosperous path to immortality."

"Well, get up." Fang Yi casually shot out a ray of light and helped Qin Yu up.

“I heard from Elder Gu that your spiritual medicine skills have already broken through to the first-level intermediate level.

So, according to our agreement, you are my registered disciple."

"Registered disciple?"

Qin Yu felt a little disappointed, but immediately became excited again.

A registered disciple is still a disciple. He is no longer helpless, but a cultivator with a backer.

"Plop!" Qin Yu knelt on both knees and kowtowed respectfully three times and nine times. "Disciple Qin Yu, I pay my respects to Master."

"Ah."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, then took out the black and white double swords and a jade slip from his storage bag.

"Since you have become my disciple, you must have treasures to protect yourself.

This black and white double sword magic weapon was obtained by chance in my master's early years. It is also top-grade among mid-grade magic weapons.

As for this jade slip, it records a quasi-second-level spiritual medical inheritance. You should study it carefully.

If your spiritual medicine skills can be further improved, I will appoint you as the chief spiritual doctor of the spiritual medicine hall, and you will be in charge of all the spiritual doctors in the hall."

"Thank you, Master, for your appreciation."

Qin Yu's face flushed, his hands trembling slightly, and he took the double swords and jade slips without hesitation.

"Well, go back and practice well."

After Qin Yu left, Gu Jiu's lips moved several times before he finally spoke.

"Master, do you want to take care of Qin Yu?

First, you didn't give him the identity token, and second, you didn't inform the other cultivators. If Junior Brother Qin goes back like this, I'm afraid his life will be difficult."

Fang Yi shook his head slightly, with a hint of amusement in his tone.

“Since Qin Yu wants to take me as his master, this is what he should experience.

If he doesn't subdue his fellow spiritual doctors in the spiritual medicine clinic, how can he be qualified to help me manage the spiritual medicine clinic in the future?

Besides, Senior Brother Gu, you may have underestimated him.

He understood my intentions the moment he accepted me as his registered disciple, and by now, he should have found allies among the remaining five spiritual healers."

Gu Jiushang's face froze. He was a person with top-grade spiritual roots and grew up in Xuanyang Mountain since childhood.

Although he was later injured by a half-demon monk, he did not break out from the outer disciples step by step.

His spiritual consciousness surged out, exploring the east wing of Zizhu Pavilion. After a moment, he withdrew his spiritual consciousness, deep in thought.

"As expected by the master, Junior Brother Qin is trying to win over the remaining spiritual doctors.
Even the fact that I was accepted as a disciple by the master was not revealed at all."

Seeing this, Fang Yi nodded slightly, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

A disciple with a clean background, who values ​​friendship and loyalty, and who practices quasi-third-level skills and has the potential to establish a foundation.

It is also a good help to him.

After three months.

Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness hovered above the Purple Bamboo Pavilion, spying on the dispute in the east wing.

"Qin Yu, who do you think you are? You are not worthy of telling me what to do."

Chen Miao's face looked grim, and a blue light flashed, collecting the Baifei Powder in the medicine cauldron in front of him.

Qin Yu, dressed in a green robe, had a serious expression on his face.

“Junior Brother Chen, follow the rules set by Senior Uncle Fang in the Spiritual Medical Hall.

When using the medicine cauldron in the borrowed hall to refine the elixir, 20% of the elixir must be left behind.

Of the ten patches of Baifei Powder you have, you should keep two."

"Hmph!" Chen Miao's face looked grim, and then he waved his sleeves.

“Although Uncle Fang has some rules, Junior Brother Qin Yu, he is not bad at all.

You and I are both young cultivators, and cultivation is difficult, so why should we make things difficult for each other? "

Qin Yu's face turned cold when he saw this. He has always been a grateful person.

Not to mention that he was Fang Yi's disciple, even if he was not accepted as a disciple, he was very grateful for the protection of the Spiritual Medical Hall.

"Junior Brother Chen, you and I are now under the protection of Uncle Fang.

Changing the monster hunting mission in the Examination Pavilion to a medicine refining mission will make it much easier.

Don't lose this protection because of momentary anger.

How many outer disciples are there who were transferred here with you and me?"

"Running dog." Chen Miao's expression changed slightly as he thought about the cultivator who had contacted him recently.

He sneered, threw two tablets of Baifei Powder into the medicine cauldron, and turned away.

"Heh, Qin Yu, let's wait and see who has the last laugh."

Seeing this, Qin Yu did not stop him.

For him, the most important thing now is to master the skills of spiritual medicine and maintain the output of spiritual medicine in the spiritual medicine clinic for his master.

As for other things, he doesn't care at all. Once he has chosen a path, he will continue to follow the path he has chosen.

Neither of them noticed that Fang Yi's spiritual sense was already observing the entire process.

After retracting his spiritual sense, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

“So, the bait is definitely decided.

Senior Brother Gu, I will go to Dazheng Cave to treat Senior Brother Xia Daoyou in case any cultivators from the Wei family sneak in.

As long as the monks in the Spiritual Medical Clinic are not harmed, you don't need to intervene.

Oh, if you don’t bait the nest, how can you catch fish?”

(End of this chapter)