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

Chapter 294: Transaction, Dan-Jie Spirit Object

"Fire poison?"

Fang Yi pondered for a moment.

There is a secret realm that can nurture third-level spiritual materials. Even if you don’t explore it yourself, it is a great opportunity to get a share of it.

“I wonder what kind of fire poison it is?

Fellow Daoist Sun Yan, there are many types of fire poison. If we only discuss it based on the Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, the fire path can be divided into Bing Fire, Ding Fire, Yin Fire, and Yang Fire.

According to the theory of the five insects, they can be divided into five categories: scorpion venom, toad, gecko, snake, and spider.

There are so many types, like the stars in the sky, and different fire poisons have different solutions.

The hyperactive Yang poison like that of Wu Earth swallowing the Yang Python can be removed by the method of water and fire counteracting each other.

If it is Yin Fire poison, then use the method of moistening with water to nourish the vital energy and extinguish the root of the poison.
What kind of poison is there in that secret realm?"

"This"

Sun Yan's tone paused. The secret realm was vast and boundless. The Sun family of Hanshi Mountain had only explored a corner. How could they know the specific types of fire?

His ears suddenly moved and he spoke.

"As long as Fellow Daoist Fang is willing to help, as for the specific fire poison, we will send our clan members to Fengling Immortal City to deliver it.

Of course, if fellow Daoist is willing to go to the secret realm together, my Sun family can also make some concessions on the benefits."

"The secret realm is too dangerous, and I'm not good at fighting, so I won't cause trouble for you, fellow Taoist."

Fang Yi refused and preferred the fire-attributed secret realm, which would not be of much help to him.

Even if the required spiritual materials are available, now that the Sun family of Hanshi Mountain needs help, he can directly exchange them for spiritual stones.

Why take risks for a little profit?

"Fellow Daoist Sun, you can just ask the disciples of your clan to deliver the fire poison in the future."

Fang Yi paused.

“Among the nobles, there is a younger generation named Sun Zhao. I have seen that he has some talent in spiritual medicine when treating monks.

That young man and I have a connection, I wonder if you can let go of me."

"Sun Zhao?"

Sun Yan's expression froze, and after a little thought, he finally remembered who Sun Zhao was.

"For a mere cultivator in the early stage of Qi training to be noticed by fellow Daoists is a matter of luck.

However, although Sun Zhao is a younger generation of our clan, he also has the talent of a mid-grade spiritual root."

Thinking about cooperating with Fang Yi later, Sun Yan told him everything.

“His innate body is weak, and his origins are unknown. The clan considers him superior to his mother and is the direct descendant of the clan.

Keep him in the clan and do some odd jobs to make a living, so that he won't end up as a wandering cultivator in the wilderness."

"No problem, that young man is quite pleasing to my eye."

Fang Yi had already investigated it clearly.

He knew that Sun Zhao was the son of Huo Weitao, and his mother Sun Lan was a direct descendant of the Sun family.

The so-called weak body is because Huo Weitao practiced the "Erjiu Xuan Gong" and combined it with Sun Lan.

By chance, Huo Zhao was born with a set of golden bones, but they were not activated.

Once the essence is replenished, it will be a top-notch physical cultivation talent.

He can be on par with cultivators with top-grade spiritual roots, and there is great hope for him to advance to the second-grade body-refining cultivator.

Seeing that Fang Yi's words were serious and not a joke, Sun Yan nodded in agreement.

His mind raced, and he thought of Zhang Zhao's handsome appearance. Suddenly, he understood.

"In that case, I will send that young man to serve you tonight."

'Serve?'

Fang Yi frowned, realizing something was slightly wrong.

But his goal had been achieved, so he didn't ask any more questions. He just bowed and said thank you.

"In this case, I'll have to trouble you, Brother Sun Yan."

Not long after Fang Yi left, a beam of light descended, and the Sun family's eldest elder emerged from the light.

He stroked his long beard and asked

"Third brother, how about you talk to Doctor Fang Ling?

Will he agree to explore the secret realm of Tunyang with us?"

"Fellow Daoist Fang was concerned about the dangers of the secret realm and did not agree, but he was willing to help remove the fire poison.

He also made a request, asking me for a younger generation from my clan.

It's Lan'er's descendant Sun Zhao, whose origins are unknown."

Sun Yan had a strange look on his face and told the truth.

"Sun Zhao?"

The eldest elder of the Sun family paused as he stroked his long beard, a look of surprise on his face.

"That junior who has a mid-grade spiritual root but a weak body?

Asking for it? What use would such a cultivator have to Fang Yi?
However, Fellow Daoist Fang is willing to refine spiritual medicine for us. For a bastard who has no hope of cultivating high-level Qi in his lifetime, just give it to him."

Seeing this, Sun Yan was certain that the eldest elder of the Sun family was Sun Lan's grandfather, and Sun Zhao was his direct descendant.

He added, reflecting on his own speculation.

"Brother, I'm afraid Fang Yi has other uses for Sun Zhao.

That day, the clan hosted a banquet for Fellow Daoist Luo and five other Foundation Establishment Daoist friends, and Fellow Daoist Fang was not in a good mood about the clan's cauldrons and furnaces.

Later, when he was removing the fire poison from the monks in the clan, he also took care of them.

In the battle to kill Wu Tu and swallow Yang Python, he also came to the rescue."

"Is that so?" The eldest elder of the Sun family frowned.

"Brother Yan, are you sure that Sun Zhao's body is weak and his progress in cultivation is slow?"

"Well, he is a cultivator with mid-grade spiritual roots. I took him to see several second-level spiritual doctors, and the diagnosis and treatment results were the same. They all said that his body was weak and his innate essence was depleted.

Unless you pay a huge price, please ask a second-level alchemist to refine the Sanyuan Body-Casting Pill.

Otherwise, let alone building a foundation for the Dao, even if you practice Qi at a high level, there is no hope of a breakthrough.
Fellow Daoist Fang wants Sun Zhao, I'm afraid he has other hobbies."

Sun Yan took a few steps forward and spoke softly into the ear of the Sun family's eldest elder.

As Sun Yan expressed his guess, the Sun family's eldest elder's expression became more and more strange.

He had a blank expression and a strange tone.

"Since Fellow Daoist Fang Yi has this hobby, Sun Zhao will give it up.

I'd like to trouble Brother Yan to personally take care of this matter and explain it to my junior. Don't spoil Fellow Daoist Fang's mood.
For the sake of his family and his mother, I think he will know what to do."

Cold Stone Mountain.

In a courtyard with white walls and black tiles, Luo Shengyi's face was solemn.

"Do you really mean what Fellow Daoist Fang said?

So, is Wei Jiuxiao of the Wei family planning to hunt down the Purple Flame Scorpion that occupies Baimujian?

Fang Yi nodded slightly and stroked the silver-white little beast in his arms.

"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Luo, this information is accurate. The Wei family of Changle Valley is already dispatching personnel.

If you are worried, you can just investigate privately.

Such a big move, as long as anyone is willing to investigate, the Wei family will not be able to hide it from fellow Daoists."

Luo Shengyi's brows were tightly knitted together, the joy of killing the Wu Tu Swallowing Yang Python was somewhat diluted.

The decree of the Jindan Zhenren in the sect is to kill a second-level monster within a year.

She originally thought that with Fang Yi's help, she could join forces with the Sun family of Hanshi Mountain.

After killing three second-order low-grade monsters and one second-order medium-grade monster, the position of the head of the Kaogong Pavilion has fallen into his pocket.

Unexpectedly, the Wei family of Changle Valley dared to attack the Purple Flame Scorpion of Baimujian.

Among the second-level mid-grade monsters, the Purple Flame Scorpion is not easy to deal with.

"Did the Wei family know the news in advance?"

Luo Shengyi spoke with certainty, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Being an ordinary cultivator, he was able to compete with a powerful cultivator like Wei Jiuxiao and gain the upper hand.
His scheming, tactics, and talent for cultivation are naturally top-notch.

"Before the Jindan True Man issued the decree, the Wei family cultivators already knew about this matter."

Thinking of the sudden decree from the Jindan Zhenren, Luo Shengyi's face turned grim.

After a moment's hesitation, she expressed her gratitude.

“Thank you, Fellow Daoist Fang, for sharing this news.

Wei Jiuxiao certainly didn't expect that with the help of fellow Daoist, I could have killed a second-order mid-grade demon beast."

"Ah!"

Luo Shengyi sneered, slapped his storage bag, and summoned the Wind and Thunder Flying Boat.

"Want to attack the Purple Flame Scorpion in Baimujian? I'll definitely go and lend a hand.
Junior Brother Fang, I have an urgent matter, so I'll go first. Once this matter is settled, I will definitely reward you handsomely."

"Sister, wait a moment!"

Fang Yi reached out to stop the female cultivator who was about to leave, and saw that Luo Shengyi looked puzzled.

He opened his mouth to explain.

"The Wei family of Changle Valley was able to get the news in advance, so they must have someone with backing.

If Senior Sister wants to successfully manage the Examination Hall, the few Jindan Seeds in the sect should visit more often."

"This"

Luo Shengyi was silent for a moment and continued speaking.

"I know about this matter. Thank you for reminding me, Fellow Daoist Fang. I will go ahead."

Watching the Fenglei Flying Boat leave, Fang Yi shook his head slightly.

'I have said everything I need to say, Senior Sister Luo, the Wei family cultivator must have a backer in the sect.

This backer must be a Jindan Zhenren, otherwise if the Zhenren issued a decree, there would be no need to fight for the position of Pavilion Master.

But those Jindan seeds are also difficult to deal with.'

After beheading the four Wu Earth-Swallowing Yang Pythons, the position of the Examination Pavilion was already in Luo Shengyi's pocket.

But if those Jindan seeds are willing to take action, it will also add twists and turns and cut off a lot of Luo Shengyi's interests.

Fang Yi didn't care about this. As long as Luo Shengyi could secure the position of the head of the Examination Pavilion, his goal would be achieved.

Just being able to give you a reminder is the most I can do.

An hour later.

In the training room.

Gray clouds rolled in, and Qijie laid a yellow sand formation to isolate the inside and outside of the training room.

The flag of the ruins world withered and flourished fluttered, and Fang Yi took a step forward and entered the small cave of withered and flourished.

Looking at the withered winter plum tree in front of me with lush branches and leaves, emitting misty spiritual energy.

He slapped his storage bag, and four rays of light flew out, transforming into three gourd-shaped magical instruments and a soul-sealing box.

With a touch of his fingertips, the soul-sealing box opened, revealing the brown, second-grade, low-quality spiritual soil and mud inside.

"Three portions of second-level spiritual water and one portion of second-level spiritual soil.

Four second-level spiritual objects, combined with the third-level bitter cold plum, should be able to completely extract the withering and flourishing water."

Fang Yi's hands were filled with magical power, and with a flash of spiritual light, the mud fell into the roots of the withered cold plum.

"Crash!"

White jade-like new shoots emerged from the brown rhizomes, winding and twisting, and piercing into the mud.

Seeing that Ku Hanmei's momentum had risen a bit, Fang Yi smiled slightly.

"Success or failure depends on these three spiritual waters."

He swung his sleeves, and three rays of spiritual light shot out and landed on the gourd magic weapon that contained the spiritual water.

The rustling sound of Feng Shui flowing echoed in the small cave.

The gourd ritual instrument is slightly tilted.

The turquoise Bi Bo Spring and the sparkling water from the cold cliff gurgle out, continuously nourishing the bitter cold plum.

Tick ​​tock!

The spiritual spring water dripped, the branches and leaves of the bitter cold plum tree fluttered, and a green light bloomed all over its body.

Snow-proud plum blossoms bloom one after another, and the faint plum fragrance is refreshing.

As the vast vitality in the Bi Bo Spring and Han Ya Water was absorbed.

Ancient and spiritual characters wandered on the branches, vaguely looking like they were about to turn into a magical ban.

“Wood Refining Method?
The wood refining method depletes the vitality of spiritual plants, but it is no longer possible now.

First, condense the withering and flourishing water, then discuss other matters."

Although Fang Yi felt a little regretful, he changed his magic formulas and cast one seal after another.

"Boom!"

The magic ban that was about to take shape was broken up and turned into rich vitality, nourishing the growth of bitter cold plum.

'When there is an opportunity in the future, I will obtain the nourishment of the third-level spiritual spring and third-level spiritual soil, and then practice the wood refining method.

Now, let's first condense the spirit of Dan, and cultivate the immortal path. "

(End of this chapter)