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

Chapter 31: Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword! (Please read)
Fang Yi looked at the two processed black-robed 'talents' in the corner.

The two had met several times.

Before Master Lingmu preached, they were called Zhang Xuanlong and Zhao Qinghu, and they were sworn brothers.

It was urging the Qingjing Fishing Drum together with myself, so there was still some impression.

Fang Yi thought of Master Lingmu who opened the secret realm.

"I don't know if it's for refining medicine or if there's some other plan."

"The water in Qianzhi Garden is no cleaner than that in the Demonic Path."

Qingling Spring, the water is so clear that you can see the bottom.

Misty water spiritual energy continued to emerge and was continuously refined by a "female cultivator" wearing a moon-white robe.

Li Wuhui sat cross-legged, with several monks in black robes beside him.

"Ok?"

Feeling that he had lost contact with the two cauldrons, he frowned.

'strangeness?'

"To prevent any accidents, all the mid-level monsters above the first level in the Qingling Secret Realm have already been cleared out by Patriarch Zhao Fei in advance."

"The disciples who entered the secret realm were all outer disciples, and their cultivation was very shallow, so how could the cauldron be lost?"

Li Wuhui waved his hand and called over a black-robed monk.

"You Yifeng, take this token and go explore the place where Zhang Xuanlong and Zhao Qinghu fell."

"See what's wrong?"

You Yifeng had an infatuated look on his face and lingering affection in his eyes. He respectfully took the token and was about to leave.

"and many more!"

Li Wuhui felt uneasy, but he had not transformed his true yang source, and all his efforts would be wasted once he left the Qingling Spring.

Think about it for a moment.

He pinched his fingers and imprinted a lotus mark on You Yifeng's forehead.

Only then did You Yifeng leave.

'I never thought that an accident would happen before the prey even entered the cage.'

Li Wuhui knew that he had to hurry up.

"No matter who or what happens, no one can interfere with his foundation-building journey."

After a brief breath, Li Wuhui stretched out two black and white chains in his hands.

Chains flew out from the outer disciples who were bound by the spiritual spring.

Continuously draw on the pure spiritual power of water and wood attributes to harmonize one's own true yang origin.

Half a day later.

Fang Yi stood on the red spirit snake puppet.

Looking at the quiet valley in front of him, he kicked the monk at his feet to wake him up.

"Fellow Daoist Tang, is the spiritual spring you mentioned here?"

Tang Zhongsheng woke up from his coma.

He was startled when he heard Fang Yi's calm words and quickly replied.

"Yes, sir, according to the clan's records, the Ziyang Spring is just ahead!"

Seeing this, Fang Yi nodded, and then skillfully struck with his knife.

Knock it out again to avoid any trouble.

Seeing that the spiritual energy here was thin but the ancient trees were lush, Fang Yi released several golden-striped bees from his spiritual insect bag.

Driven by spiritual consciousness.

'Bee Boss' and several other spirit bees flapped their wings and flew into the valley to investigate the situation.

Half an hour later.

Seeing the spirit bee return, Fang Yi made sure there was no danger and also entered the valley.

After passing through several swamps, we stopped in front of a bluestone wall in a bamboo forest.

Take it out from the storage bag and compare it with the silk map obtained from Tang Zhongsheng.

'This is it.'

Fang Yi used his magic power to move one of the bluestones, and a stone path about ten feet long appeared.

As soon as you step in, you will feel the air is slightly moist, and the sweet scent of spiritual spring hits you in the face.

After walking only a few hundred feet, the view suddenly opened up and they saw a purple spiritual spring flowing out.

Feeling the rich water spirit, Fang Yi was certain in his heart.

"A first-grade, mid-grade spiritual spring, the Purple Sun Spring. This quality is sufficient to refine the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Blade."
Fang Yi took a look at the stone walls around him and found that they were spirit-sealing stones.

No wonder the secret realm has existed for nearly two hundred years, and countless cultivators have entered it, but this spiritual spring was only discovered by the ancestors of the Tang family.

In the world of immortal cultivation, the Spirit Sealing Stone is ranked as a quasi-first-class spiritual material.

Apart from the function of blocking spiritual energy, it has no other function.

In the world of immortal cultivation, the most common use of soul-sealing stones is to place a cultivator’s tomb after his death, in order to prevent his tomb from being used as an opportunity by other cultivators.

The wall of spirit-sealing stones also completely sealed off the spiritual energy within. After sealing off the stone path we had come from and affixing a qi-hiding talisman,

Fang Yi came to the Zi Yang Spring.

Take out the Yinhun Iron that has been repeatedly refined from the storage bag.

Looking at the Yinhun Iron that had been mostly infected by his own soul power, Fang Yi felt a little regretful.

"What a pity for this spiritual spring."

Then throw the Yinhun Iron into it.

But your own safety is more important.

With a flick of his finger, Tang Zhongsheng fell unconscious and died completely.

After the body was tanned, it was placed in a wooden coffin.

Fang Yi held a medium-grade Qi-replenishing pill under his tongue to prevent himself from running out of mana during the journey.

He used all his magical power to circulate, and the shadow of an ancient tree, half dead and half alive, appeared behind him.

After the seals in his hands were injected into the Yinhun Iron.

The Yinhun Iron was suspended above the Ziyang Spring, emitting a faint light and stirring up a tide of spiritual energy.

Fortunately, there was an air-hiding talisman in this spirit-sealing stone cave, so it did not attract the attention of other cultivators.

Fang Yi continued to use his magic power, and the Zi Yang Spirit Spring was continuously drawn from him to wash away the impurities in the Yinhun Iron.

Although he had poor aptitude for refining weapons in his previous life, he had eventually refined his own magical weapon.

He masters a very unconventional weapon refining technique.

'Water Refining Method'

Unlike ordinary weapon refining methods, this water refining method is very gentle, but it is time-consuming.

In his previous life, Fang Yi tried to solve the flaws of this method.

He has honed his skills in a special branch of water refining.

Blood Refining Method

The biggest disadvantage of this method is that the magic weapon you refine yourself cannot be used by others.

But in the magic world, this is a very outstanding advantage.

"laugh"

Wisps of water vapor continued to rise, and the Zi Yang spring water was under Fang Yi's control.

Continuously refine out the impurities of the Yinhun Iron.

One day later.

A three-foot-long knife blank was suspended above the Ziyang Spring.

Fang Yi's face was solemn, and he kept throwing magical restrictions into it.

"Xuan Yin"

Soul-severing

"Bloodthirsty"

"Break the delusion."

As one magical ban after another was introduced.

The restrictions within the knife blank gradually took shape.

"One, two."

Not until the Six Paths of Magic Ban took shape did Fang Yi finally stop what he was doing.

A drop of blood was squeezed out from the fingertips and merged into the knife blank.

"Success or failure depends on this one move!"

Fang Yi controlled the knife blank and stabbed it into the spring of Zi Yang Spring, continuously extracting the spiritual essence from the spring.

Although this Zi Yang spring water is only of the first-grade medium quality, its spiritual essence is its foundation.

The grade can reach quasi-second level, which is enough to sharpen a spiritual sword. However, once the spiritual essence is exhausted, this spiritual spring will cease to have any effect.

If an ordinary Qigong family discovered this spiritual spring, they would definitely keep it for a long time without touching even a single bit of their spiritual essence.

But Fang Yi is alone, so he naturally has to put himself first.

As the spiritual essence was extracted, the momentum of the knife embryo continued to rise.

"Buzz!"

With a sound of sword sound, the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword flew out of the spiritual spring.

Fang Yi looked at the prototype of the ancient magic treasure in his hand, which had begun to show its true colors.

The knife has a unique shape and is very imposing.

The blade is as black as ink, and as thin as a cicada's wing. It is extremely sharp, and there are faint blue runes flowing on the blade.

With a slight push of magic power, the sword energy that burst out easily split the dried-up Zi Yang Spring.

He placed the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword into his dantian, and the blue-gray withered and flourishing magic power permeated it.

'Seven prohibitions.'

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