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

Chapter 303: Visit, Who Will Be the Winner?

Ming Xiang forced a smile on his face and spoke hurriedly.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, you have misunderstood. I came here this time..."

"What are you here for? Are you here to disrupt the spiritual medicine trade again?

Ming Xiang, let me tell you, my spiritual medical clinic will not be unable to operate without your spiritual medicine.

A few days ago, Mingsu came here and I made a concession and increased the price by 10%.

How much are you going to add this time?
Two percent?

Thirty percent?

Or 50%? ! ! "

Fang Yi's face was dark and his words were aggressive, as if he was furious because of the Ming family's behavior of raising the price.

He flicked his sleeves, took out a token from his sleeves, and activated the token with his magic power.

"Ming Xiang, I don't want to do this business anymore, get out of here!

Don't want to leave?"

Looking at Ming Xiang who was about to speak, Fang Yi sneered.

"If you don't leave, I'll have the fellow Daoists in the Examination Pavilion come together to ask you to leave!!"

……

"Mingsu has fallen!"

When Ming Xiang saw that Fang Yi was about to get angry, he felt relieved.

'It seems that Fang Yi is indeed unaware that there is nothing in our Three Spirits Valley that is worth Xuanyang Mountain's covetousness.

The Ming family has suffered such a huge loss, the connection with the Spiritual Medical Clinic must not be cut off!

……

"How can it be?!"

Fang Yi couldn't believe it, and his voice trembled.

"This...this...this fellow Daoist Ming Su was communicating with me a few days ago.

Why did you suddenly..."

He paused and narrowed his eyes.

“Fellow Daoist Mingxiang, the distance between Sanling Valley and Fengling Immortal City.

Fellow Daoist, are you here with Fellow Daoist Mingsu?"

Fang Yi asked back, but his tone was extremely certain.

"I have also heard of the Small Zhoutian Plate, the top-grade magical instrument and the family treasure of your Sanling Valley Ming family.

With your cultivation at the middle stage of foundation building, and with the help of a top-grade magical weapon, even if several great cultivators at the late stage of foundation building attack you, you will be able to protect yourself."

"Now you're telling me that Ming Su and his fellow Daoist returned to their clan, but were killed?"

The coldness in Fang Yi's eyes grew stronger and stronger.

"Is this the action of a quasi-third-level demon king from the beast tide? Or is it a late-stage foundation-building golden elixir seed?
You actually left Fellow Daoist Mingsu no chance to escape?"

……

Seeing that Fang Yi had turned hostile, Ming Xiang's expression changed and he shook his sleeves.

"boom!"

Dust flew up, and a jade box containing the Five Flame Cherry Spirit Tree fell to the ground.

"Fellow Daoist Fang really misunderstood!
It wasn’t the Quasi-Third Order Little Demon King who took action, nor was it the intervention of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator…”

Thinking about the fight a few days ago, Ming Xiang's face showed bitterness.

"They are just two evil thieves in the early stage of foundation building. I didn't investigate and Ming Su was ambushed by them."

"This……"

Fang Yi raised his hand, pinched his eyebrows, and his tone changed slightly.

"Could it be the descendant of some Jindan-stage demon? He actually killed Fellow Daoist Mingsu with his initial foundation-building cultivation."

"It was my fault for being careless, fellow Daoist, look!"

Ming Xiang slapped the storage bag, and silver light shot out from the storage bag.

The spiritual light dissipated, and the small Zhoutian disk revealed its true form, floating in the air.

One of his magic powers was released, and a projection appeared on the small Zhoutian disk.

Ming Su, Ming Xiang, as well as one old and one young, four foundation-building masters emerged.

After that, the cultivators who had established their foundation began to fight with each other until Ming Su died. Ming Xiang intercepted a wisp of gray-black ghost energy, and the projection slowly dissipated.

"hiss!"

When Fang Yi saw that the ghost energy he had left behind was intercepted, he felt relieved, knowing that his goal had been achieved.

He took a deep breath and his tone became much gentler.

“Fellow Daoist Mingxiang, I misunderstood.

I never thought that this demon cultivator would be so rampant!"

"I never thought that this White Bone Sect's demonic cultivator would be so rampant and vicious!"

Ming Xiang gritted his teeth, hatred flowing in his eyes. The hatred continued to accumulate, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, I have come here to discuss two matters.

First, the sales quantity of the elixir agreed upon by Ming Su and fellow Taoist remains unchanged, and the price does not require fellow Taoist to give any concessions.

Secondly, I would like to ask Fellow Daoist Fang Yi to post a task in the Examination Pavilion to find an old demon in the early stages of foundation building...

If you can find it, I will reward you handsomely!"

……

"A generous reward?"

Fang Yi waved his sleeves and put the Five Flame Cherry Spirit Tree and its jade box into his sleeves.

"As long as the price of this elixir remains unchanged, I have no objection.

However, it is not allowed to issue a task in the Examination Pavilion to let the monks of Xuanyang Mountain capture and kill the monks of Baigumen.

At most, I can only provide you with some information..."

Fang Yi pointed in the direction of the battlefield between the Demon Sect and the half-demons of the Nanli Kingdom.

"The sect has reached an agreement with the Bishui Pavilion and Tiandao Tower, and has a tacit understanding with the various sects of the Demonic Path.

There's no chance of this being posted as a wanted notice in the Kaogong Pavilion mission...

At most, I can collect information about the demonic cultivator's Qi for my fellow Daoist."

"Okay! That's the news!" Ming Xiang said firmly. "Then I'll have to trouble you, fellow Taoist..."

……

After Ming Xiang left, in the backyard of Zizhuxuan, Fang Yi stroked Qijie's shiny silver fur with one hand.

The other hand was emitting magical power, and a dark blue flame was dancing, licking a soul bead.

"Ah!!! Fang Yi, you will die a miserable death!!
A dignified Foundation Establishment Master from Xuanyang Mountain actually betrayed me and plotted against me..."

"You're still in the mood to talk. It seems my Soul Refining Fire is still a little lacking in power."

As the words fell, Fang Yi's magic power surged in his hands, and the dark blue spiritual fire grew stronger, wrapping the entire soul bead.

"what!!!!"

In the soul bead, the shadow of Mingsu's soul was looming, but it was constantly burned by the soul fire.

"There's a long way to go, Fellow Daoist Mingsu. Now that you've fallen into my hands, don't hide anything!!"

Fang Yi's expression was indifferent.

The soul of a foundation-building cultivator has many uses.

If it falls into one's own hands, and is then tortured and fed to the spiritual spring in the mire of blood and flesh, it can also provide many benefits...

Time flies, and it’s a month later.

The lobby of the Spiritual Medical Clinic.

Qin Yu looked serious as he counted the spiritual medicines sent by the Ming family of Sanling Valley one by one.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and gave instructions to the servant beside him.

"Thirty first-grade, low-grade spiritual medicine, Warming Yang Grass. Fifty gourds of first-grade, mid-grade spiritual item, Replenishing Essence Water...

You put them into the warehouse one by one, I will go to see Master."

Watching Fang Yi walking out of Zizhu Garden, Qin Yu's face showed some doubts.

"Where are you going, Master?"

He quickly ran to Fang Yi and spoke in a respectful tone as usual.

"Master, I don't understand several things about the Qing Lingzi Medical Theory you asked me to study.

I wonder if Master has time to answer your questions?"

"There's really no free time these days."

Fang Yi waved his hand and looked at the disciple in front of him with satisfaction. The disciple had a tall figure, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and a faint medicinal fragrance surrounding him.

He had seen everything Qin Yu had done these days.

He respects his teachers, is quite talented, and manages the spiritual medical clinic in an orderly manner.

He is an excellent candidate for disciple.

He pondered for a moment, then said,

“There is an important matter in the Examination Hall today.

As for the "Qing Lingzi's Medical Theory" that I asked you to study, there are several parts that I don't understand.

This is perfectly normal. You wait a few days. I'm going to start refining the Five Cherry Cold-Resisting Ointment...

You were with me then..."

"Yes!"

Qin Yu showed a look of joy. He was the only one who knew how profound his master's spiritual medicine skills were.

Every time Fang Yi gave him guidance, his medical skills would grow visibly.

……

Kaogong Pavilion, in an ancient hall.

As soon as Fang Yi stepped into the hall, he noticed that the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

'This is? ’

He glanced at the many foundation-building monks in the hall.

More than twenty foundation-building masters were divided into three distinct factions.

On the left side of the hall is Luo Shengyi, with black hair draped over his shoulders, a long sword at his waist, and sword energy flowing around him.

Behind him are the plump Qian Chuanzi and the jeweled Baihua Shangren.

On the right side of the hall, there was Wei Jiuxiao, a noble young man wearing a green jade crown and a silver brocade robe.

Behind him were Wei Qiong, Wei Yushu, Wei Zhilan... and more than ten other foundation-building cultivators.

In the last row, there were several foundation-building masters with deep backgrounds, with their hands folded and their faces relaxed.

He looked like he was watching a good show.

……

in the hall.

The noisy quarrels between Luo Shengyi and Wei Jiuxiao kept entering Fang Yi's ears.

"Luo Shengyi, this is just a temporary victory, don't be too proud...

My Wei family was plotted against by some shameless bastards..."

“Yo yo yo!

A temporary victory is also a victory, and it is always better than losing to some fellow Taoists.

He was said to be a disciple of an aristocratic family, and I thought he had outstanding talent, but I never expected that he was just a silver-plated spear head, completely useless..."

“Who are you calling useless?

Who is the silver-coated wax spearhead?

"Who can't do it? I'll tell anyone who fails...

For example, some piece of trash that jumped out by itself..."

"you!"

"What do you mean by me? Trash..."

Watching the two monks arguing, Fang Yi took a few steps and came to Luo Shengyi's side.

"Senior Sister Luo, this is."

"It's okay, Junior Brother Qian has some grievances with the Wei family, and now that he has seized the opportunity, he is ready to take revenge.

Junior Brother Fang, don't worry, Junior Brother Qian knows his limits..."

……

Time passed slowly, and an hour passed in a flash amid the noisy noise.

"Huh? Here we come!"

Luo Shengyi and Wei Jiuxiao walked towards the main hall door almost at the same time.

Although Master Baihua was also a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, he was a moment late to the other two.
Fang Yi, who had already noticed that there were cultivators outside the door, did not show the slightest change on his face.

In his mind, he was constantly evaluating the foundation of the master who was building the foundation of the hall.

From this point of view, the quality of Master Baihua's foundation in Taoism is not as good as Luo Shengyi and Wei Jiuxiao.

"But, this person is..."

Fang Yi glanced at the two foundation-building masters outside the gate from the corner of his eye, thinking something in his mind.

……

"What's the point of making such a fuss?"

A mountain-like momentum swept through the entire ancient hall.

Shang Tianquan wore a mountain and river crown, a Nine Mountains robe, and walked to the center of the hall with the gait of a dragon and a tiger.

He frowned slightly, then stomped his foot lightly.

Smoke and dust billowed, earth spiritual energy gathered, and a topaz-like pulpit emerged.

Shang Tianquan glanced at the female cultivator beside him, hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped onto the topaz pulpit.

"Fellow Daoists, be quiet!

Regarding the matter of the Examination Pavilion, the Jindan Master in the sect has already issued a decree."

Shang Tianquan took out a scroll of gold and jade from his sleeve.

He lightly tapped his fingertips and a stream of magic power was released.

The golden jade scroll suspended in the air slowly opened, and a golden beam of light shot up into the sky.

One after another, spiritual texts jumped out from the golden jade scroll, and the spiritual light flowed endlessly, turning into a decree and projected into the air.

"make:

Luo Shengyi, a disciple of Xuanyang Mountain, is the head of the Kaogong Pavilion.

Wei Jiuxiao, a disciple of Xuanyang Mountain, is the deputy head of the Examination Pavilion..."

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(End of this chapter)