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

Chapter 284: The Death of Silkworms, a Deep Calculation

Fang Yi looked leisurely at the two people fighting hard. No matter who won, it would be of great benefit to him.

The Ruins Realm's withered and flourishing banner fluttered behind him, entwined with strands of ghostly aura, yin energy, and corpse energy.

The corpse puppet's yin bones in the banner, holding a bronze mountain-splitting axe covered with black spots, are ready to launch a full-strength attack.

There was a yellow-brown spiritual light all around his body, and the thick earth spiritual power gathered together, and he used all his strength to drive the magic hammer.

"Boom!"

The gavel struck several times, smashing the big red hand into pieces.

Mingheng's long sleeves fluttered in the wind, and he looked like a master.

"Damn it! I miscalculated. The monk from the tribe I killed last time is different. There is actually such a difficult person!"

Ming Heng slapped his storage bag and raised a mid-grade magic weapon-level shield.

He had already thought of retreating, and his cultivation had broken through to the foundation-building stage, which was a time of high spirits.

I took the initiative to ask my family to suppress Xiao Xiao, but I never expected to meet such a difficult person.

"Boom!"

Followed by a popping sound.

Yu Xing shot out several huge fireballs, shattering the broken magic circle covering the battlefield between the Wei and Ming clans, and took a step forward to stand in front of Master Ming Heng.

He was supported by a fire cloud under his feet, wore a Nine Flame Crown on his head, and a red flame robe on his body, with hot spiritual fire dancing in his body.

"A useless person who has just established his Dao foundation dares to imitate others by pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

Do you really think everyone is my idiot junior brother who has a second-level demon pet? "

Yu Xing's face was furious, his hair and beard flying. His aura was explosive, like a volcano beginning to erupt.

His eyes greedily swept over the exquisitely crafted sealing artifact, the Great Sealing Spirit Box, behind Ming Heng.

“It’s just right. I’ll send you, a young man who has just established his foundation, on your way first.

Then take away the Five Cherry Cold Cream and get some interest back first."

Fang Yi's figure flashed before his eyes.

A mountain-shaped magic weapon appeared in his hand, with gurgling magma and rolling heat waves on the magic weapon.

"Friend Mingheng, I'll give you a ride. Please be on your way.
As for the future, I will send my fellow apprentice to see you soon! !"

"boom!"

Yu Xing pressed back with his hand and activated the magic weapon. Lingfeng easily knocked away the hammer that was coming down and continued to kill Ming Heng.

At the foot of the Qingyu Valley.

Fang Yi rubbed the silver-white little beast in his arms.

There was some confusion in Qijie's eyes. He had only defeated Yu Xing once, but this cultivator actually held a grudge against him.

"Don't worry. Don't worry."

Then he comforted the demon pet in his arms and practiced the "Life and Death Sutra" to sense the strength of the fighting monks' qi.

'The new foundation-building master of the Ming family is Ming Heng, although his magic power is sparse.

But he is a Foundation Establishment Master after all, and has the support of the Ming family of Sanling Valley, so he has some trump cards.

This should consume a lot of Yu Xing's mana.
that is'

Fang Yi sensed that Yu Xing's aura had become three times smoother than it was two years ago.

His eyes were deep, like an ancient cold pond.

'It is Brother Yu's cultivation level that has been replenished by the second-level spiritual fire, and his old injuries are gradually recovering.

I'm afraid he's not far from breaking through to the middle stage of foundation building. This time, he can't leave.

Otherwise, the Wei family would have two cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building, which would be detrimental to the development of the Spiritual Medical Hall.'

A quarter of an hour later.

"boom!"

Yu Xing activated the Explosive Flame Peak to smash another defensive magic weapon. He looked very proud, as if he had released some of the resentment in his heart.

Ming Heng's face was pale, his hair was disheveled, and traces of blood were flowing from the corners of his mouth.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Ming Yuan, the last remaining cultivator of the Ming family.

A talisman was injected into his body.

Then he activated his magic power, swung his sleeves, and threw Ming Yuan, the foundation-building seed, towards the high-spirited Yu Xing.

"Body-exploding talisman?" Yu Xing's expression changed.

Now Ming Yuan is controlled by a secret method, and the essence, blood and magic power accumulated over decades of practice burst out at once.

Even he didn't force himself to take the blow.

He sneered.

"Friend Ming Dao is well prepared, even including this explosive talisman.

If I remember correctly, this young friend Ming Yuan is from the Ming family of your Sanling Valley, and one of the most outstanding foundation-building seeds of this generation.

But you want to leave now? You still underestimate me, Yu Xing."

Ming Heng didn't care and wanted to leave the Qingyu Valley with the magic power flowing through his body.

Ming Heng listened to Yu Xing's ridicule without caring.

'It's just a foundation-building seed. If it dies, I will cultivate another one.

How can one's own life be more important?

At the foot of the Qingyu Valley.

Fang Yi saw that the drama was coming to an end.

After two years of preparation, the time has finally come to reap the rewards.

He frowned slightly.

'This foundation-building master from Sanling Valley seems a little weak.

You have just established your foundation and haven't even forged your own magical weapon, yet you dare to do this?

In this case, we still need to take action to entangle a few.'

"boom!!"

Another mid-grade magic weapon was shattered by the Explosive Flame Peak.

Yu Xing watched Master Ming Heng try to break through several times but was stopped by him each time.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the Xuanxin Glass Lamp emerged from his hand.

Red ripples appeared on the glass cup, and the spiritual light was brilliant, eventually turning into a sun with thriving spiritual flames, setting on the Explosive Flame Peak.

A huge beam of light shot up into the sky, stirring up waves of spiritual tides. Wherever the spiritual light went, the grass and trees turned yellow and the wood and rocks withered.

"Gurgle. Gurgle" the hot magma continued to flow out on the sacred peak.

On the Lingfeng magic weapon, magma exploded, and a red-armored fire rhinoceros phantom swallowed and spit out the spiritual sun, wearing rock armor.

"Buzz!!!" The power of the Explosive Flame Peak continued to increase.

Yu Xingsen smiled coldly, with a gleam in his eyes, and urged the terrifyingly powerful spiritual peak to smash down completely!

"Pfft!"

Feeling Lingfeng locking onto him, a trace of despair appeared in Master Mingheng's eyes. If he had known earlier, he would not have been so arrogant and fought to this extent.

Like Yu Xing, a cultivator who had taken half a step into the middle stage of foundation building, after such a fierce battle, he had already reached the end of his rope.

The elixirs in the storage bag were used up, and the talismans and magical instruments were shattered one by one by the Explosive Flame Peak.

"Yu Xing, you stole my spiritual plants and killed my people. One day, you will end up like this!!"

After failing to escape several times and being forced into a desperate situation, Yuan Heng became insane and his true magical power surged.

"Go to hell!"

"Pfft!"

As the Exploding Flame Peak fell, a dull sound echoed in the valley, and soon a huge pit appeared.

The body of Master Ming Heng had long since turned into bloody mud in the pit, becoming one with the loess.

Eventually it turned into strands of red at the bottom of the pit.

"Another explosive talisman? This is a madman. But his cultivation level is too far behind."

Yu Xing looked at the intact large treasure box, and magic power surged in his hands.

Two rays of light shot out, and one of them took away Ming Heng's storage bag.

Another ray of spiritual light transformed into a huge red flame handprint and headed towards the Great Sealing Treasure Box.

'With this five-cherry cold ointment as the main ingredient, I can cooperate with Fellow Daoist She to earn spirit stones.

The day I break through to the middle stage of foundation building is coming soon.

"Daoyou, this thing is destined for me."

It fell with a hoarse voice.

A large, dim hand with distinct joints, as if made of spiritual jade, appeared silently.

The big hand was surrounded by decayed energy, and the five fingers clenched slowly but quickly, and then accumulated magic power slightly.

"Boom!"

The dim yellow hand punched out, blocking the red flame handprint that was reaching towards the Great Sealing Treasure Box.

"Who is it? Are you kidding me, fellow Daoist He Fang?"

Yu Xing's expression suddenly changed.

Spiritual light flowed around his body, his red flame robe fluttered, and red spiritual clouds turned into a cloud shield that wrapped him up.

Then a ray of spiritual light floated out from his arms, dissipated, and turned into a magical artifact with a map of mountains and rivers.

Layer upon layer of mountain shadows appeared from the map of mountains and rivers, with peaks and ridges overlapping and layers of green rocks towering, firmly protecting the whole body.

'Sure enough, this veteran foundation-building cultivator has absolutely no flaws in either his combat experience or his protective magical tools.

A body-protecting robe of top-grade magical weapon level, and a map of mountains and rivers of top-grade magical weapon level.

With the help of these two treasures, there is no possibility of a sneak attack from monks of the same level.'

A blurry figure pulled the large treasure-sealing box, which was finely carved from spiritual jade, into a gray haze.

Yu Xing's expression changed and his tone became sinister.

"You're playing tricks! I'll give you a ride!"

The Xuanxin colored glass lamp appeared and hovered in front of him.

"call!"

With Yu Xing's gentle urging, tiny sparks fell from the flickering wick.

The sparks were of average power, but their number was terrifying. Thousands and thousands of them fell, and soon the gray land was forced to disperse.

"My Great Sealing Treasure Box? Hand over my Five Flame Cherry Spirit Tree!!!"

Yu Xing stared with a ferocious look at the human-shaped monk who appeared in the gray haze.

The monk stood in the void, wearing a bronze mask, a hunched body, and a green robe.

In his bony hands, he held a precious banner surrounded by evil spirits.

A dim yellow aura lingered around his body, and a faint sense of decay was visible.

A hoarse voice sounded, as if mocking, or explaining.

"Fellow Daoist Yu Xing, your Great Sealing Treasure Spirit Box? Hand over your Five Flame Cherry Spirit Tree?
If I remember correctly, this big treasure box is the treasure of the Ming family in Sanling Valley.

The Five Flame Cherry Spirit Tree also belongs to Master Fang Yi?"

"Old demon from the White Bone Sect?"

Yu Xing was shocked and felt a sense of fear in his heart.

"My friend, we have no grudges against each other. The White Bone Sect has already reached a truce with Xuanyang Mountain.

If you are willing to leave the Five Flame Cherry Spirit Tree behind."

He paused, pointing at the monks in the Qingyu Valley and the faint presence of the dead souls.

"These many cultivators are flesh, blood, and bones, so I will give them to you, fellow Taoist."

Beneath the bronze mask, Yi's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and then he smiled coldly.

He spent two years sending out a lot of information to increase Chen Miao's credibility in Yu Xing's eyes.

Isn't it just to find an opportunity to kill him, so that he won't rely on Wei Jiuxiao and continue to cause trouble for the Spiritual Medical Clinic?

Feeling the Jade Valley below, the Seven Rings activated their demonic power, the spiritual tide surged, and a yellow sand formation was about to form.

His mind moved slightly, and a hoarse voice sounded.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, the spiritual plants in this treasure box are useless to me. If you want to...
This Five Flame Cherry Spirit Tree is not impossible to return to fellow Daoist!"

"What do you want, fellow Daoist?"

Feeling the gloomy and sinister aura surrounding the old monk, Yu Xing frowned and felt extremely worried.

"The cultivator from the White Bone Sect is not an ordinary Foundation Establishment Master. He is on par with Wei Jiuxiao, so he should be at the mid-level Foundation Establishment Dao Base?"

Thinking of this, his face became tense and his brows furrowed.

'Shouldn't a cultivator of this level of cultivation be on the battlefield between the Demonic Path and the Nanli Kingdom's half-demon clan?

Why did you come to Fengling Fairy City?

Did you just come here? Or have you been eyeing me for a long time?

Yu Xing's heart was pounding. He pondered for a moment and then spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you want?"

"Map of Mountains and Rivers! This treasure is destined for me, I hope you will give it to me!"

(End of this chapter)