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

Chapter 272: Strike first to gain the upper hand

The aura of the cultivator in the Crimson Yuan Fire Pool continued to rise.

Xia Zheng rolled his eyes in surprise. He wanted to speak, but was afraid to disturb Fang Yi's treatment of Yang Xuan in the fire pool.

Fang Yi looked calm.

His natal magic weapon, the Ruins of the World's Withered and Flourishing Banner, has already been upgraded to a top-grade magic weapon.

If he wanted to, he could easily and completely remove the cold poison from Yang Xuanfa's body.

But this cannot be done.

The best magic weapon is the most advanced among all magic weapons.

Even for a great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, not everyone can possess a top-grade magic weapon with eleven magic prohibitions.

Some poor fake Dan Zhenren only have a top-grade magic weapon as their life weapon.

Fang Yi didn't want to show off in front of others and attract inexplicable scrutiny.

"Crash!"

The qi and blood in the whole body are secretly moving and churning.

Fang Yi used his second-level body refining skills to control his qi and blood, causing his rosy complexion to gradually turn pale.

Beads of sweat as big as soybeans kept sliding down from the temples.

"Clap!"

Beads of sweat dripped down, but were evaporated into water vapor by the high temperature emanating from the Crimson Yuan Fire Pool.

Seeing this, Zhang Shizhong nodded slightly and immediately sent a message to Xia Zhengbai.

“Junior brother has a keen eye for talent.

Although Fellow Daoist Fang Yi has a low level of cultivation, he is an expert in the art of spiritual medicine and is a kind person.

This time, I put in so much effort to treat Junior Brother Yang, and I lost a lot of my energy.

Even if it's just for the sake of my Jiuqu lineage's reputation, Junior Brother, please don't treat him unfairly."

"Yes." Xia Zhengbai's lips moved, and he said without hesitation. "Don't worry, Senior Brother, I didn't know that Fellow Daoist Fang would spend so much money.

Now that Fellow Daoist Fang is truly understanding of justice, I will not treat him unfairly."

Xia Zhengbai pondered for a moment, thinking that there was a spiritual object in the treasury. He pinched his fingertips and a blue jade talisman shot out.

Seeing Fang Yi's pale face, Situ Zhong's eyes lit up and his eyes were filled with expectation.

"I still have a chance! The younger generation is young and competitive, not as calm and steady as me."

How about a secret technique for healing?
So what if it can remove the cold poison?

After all, he has just established his foundation and his magical power is shallow. He cannot complete Yang Xuan's diagnosis and treatment. In the end, he is not making wedding clothes for me.

A quarter of an hour later.

Fang Yi's temples were soaked with wetness, the spiritual light in his hand was still surging, and the speed of its convergence was no longer increasing.

Situ Zhong's eyes were burning with anticipation.

"Quick, quick, quick, let it go! Why are you insisting on letting me take this opportunity?"

Half an hour later.

Fang Yi glanced at Xia Zhengbai, who was looking expectant, and Situ Chong, who was ready to make a move.

He immediately swallowed a Xuanzhi Qi-replenishing Pill, slowly regulating his qi and blood, and restoring the rosy complexion on his face.

Xia Zhengbai breathed a sigh of relief and decided to add another 30% to the remuneration.

A second-level spiritual doctor who is proficient in medicine and has a simple personality is worth winning over.

'Damn! There are Qi-boosting pills.'

Situ Zhong put down the tree of life in his hand.

"But this Xuanzhi Qi-boosting Pill is only a first-grade pill. How long can you last?"

An hour later.

The warm fire in the Jiangyuan Fire Pool constantly collides with the cold poison that is forced out.

Fang Yi moved his Qi and blood in a familiar way, and his face slowly turned pale again.

"Huh." Situ Zhong breathed a sigh of relief. "Let's see how long you can hold on."

He was ready to move, and the Life Tree, full of vitality, appeared in his hand again.

Half a day later.

Fang Yi's face was pale, without a trace of blood.

Although he seemed to be seriously injured, he kept activating the spirit flag.

Strands of Yimu's long-lasting vitality hung down, and six green arms behind him kept forming seals and falling down.

The cold poison that Yang Xuan was infected with was constantly forced out.

“Zizi, Zizi, Zizi.”

The cold poison and the fire spiritual power in the Crimson Yuan Pool continued to collide, and the cold chill actually suppressed the fire spiritual power.

"Crack!"

On the red surface of Jiangyuanhuo, ice crystals formed and continued to spread.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, use all your strength to activate the Crimson Origin Fire Pool. Only the last trace of the cold poison remains in Fellow Daoist Yang Xuan's body.

I will use all my strength to force out the cold poison, and fellow Daoist will activate the fire pool to refine it."

After hearing Fang Yi's words, Xia Zhengyuan did not dare to delay and immediately offered up a red gem.

The pearl fell into the crimson fire pool.

"Boom!"

The fire pool was like an ancient giant beast awakening, and five-colored runes appeared on the pool.

A dragon soul rushed out from the pool of fire.

The second-order fire vein beneath Dazheng Villa was activated. The exploding fire spirit energy was continuously drawn into the Crimson Origin Fire Pool.

"Yan!"

The dragon soul circled at the bottom of the pool, howling towards the sky, and with a single thrust of the dragon's mouth, a large amount of explosive spiritual energy was swallowed up.

The fire energy was filtered by the dragon soul, and after the dryness was eliminated, it became warm and transformed into spiritual liquid that flowed into the fire pool, continuously melting the cold poison.

"good chance!"

A gleam of light flashed in Fang Yi's eyes, and the magic gestures in his hands changed.

Medical secrets: The ghost tree removes the poisonous hand.

The six gorgeous arms behind him formed a magic seal and then hit Yang Xuan together.

The spiritual light was extremely bright, and the gorgeous arm turned into a rolling tide, pouring into Yang Xuan's body. "Puff!"

Under Fang Yi's secret technique, a cloud of azure blood mist was sprayed out, which was the source of the cold poison that was most deeply entangled with Yang Xuan.

Although the cold poison has been completely eradicated, part of Yang Xuan's vital energy is still deeply entangled with the cold poison and is forced out of his body.

The energy in Yang Xuan's body was falling rapidly, visibly to the naked eye.

"Senior Brother Yang!" Xia Zhengbai was startled and immediately took out several jade bottles from the storage.

The jade bottles were opened one by one, and the rich medicinal fragrance quickly filled the entire Crimson Yuan Fire Pool.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, don't worry."

The Ruins of the World withered and flourishing banner in Fang Yi's hand moved without wind and transformed into a third-grade green lotus, lifting Yang Xuan up into the fire pool.

The green lotus swayed, blocking several pills that were shooting towards it.

"Fellow Daoist Yang Xuan is too weak to be nourished, and he cannot tolerate such a pill. Fellow Daoist Xia, please wait and see what I can do."

"I was just impatient." Xia Zhengbai chuckled. "Fellow Daoist Fang, please continue."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, and a ray of spiritual light shot out.

The shadow of the demon god holding a medicine furnace had a compassionate look on his face, and the crown of creation on his head was shining with green light.

The jade medicine furnace is tilted, and the Yi wood vitality falls like a waterfall.

Yimu's long-lasting vitality cooperated with the Xujie Kurong Banner that transformed into a third-grade blue lotus, even if it was not fully activated.

Yang Xuan's vitality also recovered rapidly, and his cultivation level gradually stopped falling and stabilized.

Time flies, and another half an hour has passed.

Fang Yi's clothes fluttered, and with a wave of his sleeves, he took back the Xujie Kurong Banner.

"Fellow Daoist Yang Xuan has completely eliminated the cold poison. From now on, all you need to do is use spiritual medicine to warm and replenish your vital energy."

Situ Zhong rushed to Yang Xuan's side in a few steps, stretched out one hand, and slightly stimulated his magic power to check the cold poison in his body.

After a moment, he glanced at Fang Yi, who looked weak. His face was ashen and murderous intent was boiling in his heart.

'That bastard surnamed Fang is so lucky that he managed to remove the cold poison from Yang Xuan before his magic power was exhausted.

Eighty percent vitality? Such a profound medical skill.

Since I have already offended him, I must not spare his life, otherwise how will I be able to gain a foothold in Fengling Fairy City in the future?'

Looking at Fang Yi and Xia Zhengbai chatting and laughing, he snorted coldly. He muttered in his heart, "Let me let you be proud for a moment."

"Sir, I have what you requested."

A beautiful female cultivator who had reached the seventh level of Qi training was holding a tray with a Sumeru box on it and walking gracefully with lotus steps.

"Well, you can leave now."

Xia Zhengbai took off the Sumeru box, and the magic power in his hand surged and spewed out. The spiritual light seeped into the box, and a rune chain emerged.

"Crack!"

The chains broke, and the Sumeru box slowly opened. A dull pressure wrapped in rich demonic power rushed out.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, I heard that you were a top-level puppeteer.

It must be to make up for the weakness of medical foundation and fighting skills.

This skeleton of a green-fanged elephant is given to you, fellow Taoist.

Whether you practice on your own or ask others to help you refine it, you can create a top-level puppet."

"Green Fang Elephant?"

Fang Yi looked at the monster in the Sumeru box, which was wearing yellow-brown rock armor and had a pair of white jade fangs rising into the sky.

He was a little surprised, but then felt relieved that his acting skills had not deteriorated after hundreds of years.

Moreover, Xia Zhengbai is worthy of being the son of a Jindan cultivator, and he is wealthy. After promising a favor, he also gave him a second-level demon beast body, which is really generous.

This Green Fang Earth-Stepping Elephant, although its cultivation level is only at the lower second level, it has mastered the art of defense.

With the blessing of its bloodline and the fact that it is an earth-attributed monster, ordinary second-level mid-grade monsters may not be able to penetrate its defense.

Fang Yi turned his gaze to the head of the Green Fang Elephant. There was a hole there, but other than that, there was no scar on the body.

"A single strike is enough to kill. Only the most advanced late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, or even the False Dan True Immortals, can achieve this power."

"In that case, I'd be remiss to refuse it." Fang Yi reached out and took the Sumeru Box.

This Green Fanged Earth-Stepping Elephant, whether it is a spiritual puppet, a trump card,

Or it can be transformed into a combat puppet, used in ordinary battles to increase its combat power.

"Well, as long as you are satisfied, fellow Daoist." Xia Zhengbai pondered for a moment.

"If fellow Daoist wants to find a puppeteer for rituals, I can recommend one or two."

"Thank you, Brother Xia, for your help. I already have an idea of ​​what this Green Fang Earth-Trampling Elephant can do."

Fang Yi rejected Xia Zhengbai's proposal. He already had an idea in his mind. The next step was to collect spiritual materials and perform the rituals himself.

He glanced at Situ Zhong, whose face was ashen, and spoke after a moment of hesitation.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, if Fellow Daoist Yang Xuan's cold poison has been removed.

The Spiritual Medical Clinic was established not long ago, but it cannot be separated from it for too long.

I will return to Fengling Fairy City first, and if I have time later, I will come to your cave to bother you."

Xia Zhengbai narrowed his eyes and did not try to persuade him to stay.

"Once the matter of the Examination Pavilion is settled, Fellow Daoist Fang must come visit me again at Dazheng Cave."

"Of course, of course." Fang Yi bowed and turned into a green light and left.

"hateful!"

A green light was speeding through the air, and Situ Zhong's face looked sinister in the light.

“This time when I return to Fengling Immortal City, I must convince Brother Jiuxiao to personally take action and send Fang Yi to the west.

Otherwise, that little beast will really become powerful."

Thinking of how Wei Jiuxiao had rejected his proposals several times before, Situ Zhong smiled coldly.

"Brother Jiuxiao, you just want to use the power of that little beast to coerce me.

Let me get closer to your Wei family in Changle Valley?
Now if you knew that Fang Yi, that little bastard, had received a favor from Xia Zhengbai, would you still be so calm and resentful?
And Meng Yuanhai and She Yuanding, using the excuse of staying behind to treat Yang Xuan, don't they just want me to take the lead?"

"Who?"

A faint blue blade light appeared and disappeared, slashing towards Situ Zhong with unparalleled sharpness.

"Clang!" The sharp sound of metal clashing echoed in the air.

(End of this chapter)