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

Chapter 311: Refining Poison, Deja Vu

“No problem, with this Hundred-Leaf Green Lotus, I will have the hope of advancing to the middle stage of foundation building.

How could that second-level physical cultivator named Fan Dacheng know how important this Hundred-Leaf Green Lotus is to me?"

Lu Ji stared at the gracefully swaying green lotus in the spiritual spring with his eyes filled with fascination.

But considering that the old monk was his capable subordinate, he still started to explain.

"Don't worry, Lu Zhi. Fan Dacheng has Xuanyang Mountain behind him, and my Lu family has Bishui Pavilion behind it.

There are Jindan Zhenren here, and at most they will just fight me."

Lu Zhi's wrinkled face was squeezed into a ball.

“But that day, there were two young men in the Qi training stage, who were said to be quite famous spiritual doctors in Fengling Immortal City.

If this kind of spiritual doctor were to attack my Lu family, it would be a bit troublesome."

"trouble?"

Lu Ji smiled coldly.

“Where’s the trouble?

I have also heard of Fang Yi's reputation.

A medical practitioner who is not good at fighting, even his natal magic weapon is a medical treasure called the Creation Banner.

What trouble could there be?
Lü Zhi, you should know that cultivators like me are always ranked first in terms of cultivation. As for the others?"

Lu Ji showed disdain. He was just a second-level spiritual doctor. It didn't matter if he offended him.

In Fengling Immortal City, apart from Fang Yi, there are also many second-level spiritual doctors.

As long as Meng Yuanhai, She Yuanding and Situ Zhong can advance to the middle stage of foundation building.

It is only natural to pay a small price for this.

"Lu Zhi, don't worry. A second-level spiritual doctor can't cause any big trouble.
If you are worried, take my token and go to Fenglingxian City to find fellow Taoist Wei Jiuxiao.

Given the relationship between the Wei family and the Spiritual Medical Hall, they would be very willing to help us stop Fang Yi and mobilize the resources of Xuanyang Mountain."

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhi's face became serious. He took the token from Lu Ji and rushed towards Fengling Fairy City.

Seeing this, Lu Ji shook his head helplessly.

"Lü Zhi is capable, but he's a bit of a worrier.

Laying the foundation of medicine?

He has not established his foundation for long and has been in Fengling Fairy City for less than ten years. What kind of foundation can he have?

If Fang Yi can't mobilize the cultivators of Xuanyang Mountain, how much combat power can he have?

Instead of worrying about this, it’s better to be careful of the body cultivator named Fan Dacheng.”

Xuanfeng Pavilion.

"Junior Brother Qin, besides the opening of Qingzhi Tower, does your master have any other instructions?"

Xia Zhengbai wore a black lotus crown and a royal blue robe with wide sleeves and cloud patterns.

Looking at the Wuying Qiehan Ointment in his hand, he showed satisfaction.

Qin Yu stood tall and straight, and bowed his head in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

"Reporting to Uncle Xia, Master only asked me to deliver the elixir and invitation, and didn't give any other instructions."

"That's it"

Xia Zhengbai paused, then looked towards Qingzhi Tower.

He spoke thoughtfully.

"I know about this matter, Junior Brother Qin. Please report this to Fellow Daoist Fang. I will definitely be there in half a year.

But he must not forget the elixir he promised me."

"Yes, Qin Yu will definitely tell Master what Uncle Xia said."

Seeing that Qin Yu acted efficiently and spoke appropriately, Xia Zhengbai nodded slightly.

"Well, Fellow Daoist Fang has accepted a good disciple."

Wait for Qin Yu to leave.

In the quiet room, a burly monk appeared, his fiery blood surging, and his body was surrounded by a bright light of body refining.

Master Xiang Shu was wearing bronze armor, with some doubt in his eyes. He spoke in a muffled voice.

"Junior brother, what does Fang Yi mean?
I invited you to attend the opening of Qingzhi Building, but you didn't come in person and instead sent a disciple in the Qi training stage?
He's just a second-level spiritual doctor, and he's so arrogant?"

"Brother Xiang Shu, please don't meddle in this matter."

Xia Zhengbai opened the storage bag Qin Yu had given him.

With a wave of his sleeves, two soul-sealing boxes floated in front of him.

With a light tap of his fingertips, two rays of light fell on the two spirit-sealing boxes.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The soul-sealing box slowly opened, hot air floated in the air, and light golden soul ointment piled up in the box.

Looking at the Wen Yang Yang Shen San in the Soul Sealing Box, Xia Zhengbai showed surprise.

"Sure enough, the potency of this Yang-warming and spirit-nourishing medicine has improved.

Senior Brother Xiang Shu, it is natural for Fang Yi to be a little arrogant. After all, he is a disciple of Xuanyang Mountain.

His master is also a Jindan Zhenren."

Xia Zhengbai paused, and with a wave of his sleeves, a jade soul-sealing box flew in front of Master Xiang Shu.

“Brother Xiang Shu, with the Wen Yang Yang Shen San of this quality, it’s okay for you to be a little arrogant.

He had achieved this just after establishing his Dao foundation. If he could keep his composure, he would be a formidable figure.

For people like that, we have to hesitate whether to cooperate with them.

And what about Fang Yi?
It's better to be a little arrogant. Once he is completely bound to my Jiuqu lineage, some things will be beyond his control.
Xuanyang Mountain is close to my Jiuqu lineage, and I can also recruit disciples of Xuanyang Mountain.

After all, it’s hard to say what will happen between the two families.”

Master Xiang Shu was confused, but in order to avoid Xia Zhengbai from continuing to nag, he pretended to be enlightened.

"I see, Junior Brother, you are becoming more and more like Master.

They are all so black-hearted, no! They are so smart"

Seven days later, in the training room of Qingzhi Tower.

A bronze herb furnace was suspended in the air, with purple poisonous smoke swirling around the furnace.

A fishy smell echoed in the training room.

A green cloud bed lifted up a handsome monk.

Fang Yi sat cross-legged with a serious expression.

His bony hands flew like butterflies through flowers, performing one mysterious spell after another.

"Gulu...Gulu..."

From the Baicao furnace, wisps of poisonous aura rose. "These three insects that are damaging the essence of the incense will eventually succeed!"

Looking at the spiritual medicine gradually solidifying in the cauldron, Fang Yi's lips curled slightly.

The Three Insects Damage Yuanxiang is a second-level spiritual poison that he is quite proficient in.

This kind of poison is extremely toxic, highly contagious, and has a very long incubation period.

If the plan is well made, it is very easy to poison a clan of cultivators.

Fang Yi had already made plans for the target of poisoning.

"The Lu family of Qingyan Valley originally wanted to pick a lucky person, but they never expected that a cultivator would come to their door in person.

However, we need to wait for some time, until the hype has died down, before we can start again."

Fang Yi used his spiritual sense to explore the three insects damaging the incense in the herb furnace.

"It's done!"

As he watched the purple liquid take shape, the spell in his hand changed.

Immediately, rays of green spiritual light shot into the medicine cauldron.

Three purple spiritual incense sticks formed, Fang Yi smiled and slapped his storage bag.

Three specially made spirit-sealing boxes carved from spiritual jade and engraved with spiritual characters appeared in front of him.

He waved his sleeves, and the green spiritual light turned into a scroll of silk, and the three poisonous incense sticks fell into the special soul-sealing box.

After sticking the three Qi-locking talismans on, Fang Yi wiped the sweat from his temples and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally done. It seems my skills haven't faded even after not refining spiritual poison for a while."

An hour later.

Fang Yi just stepped out of Qingzhi Tower and prepared to buy some spiritual herbs.

I felt a familiar aura coming quickly towards Qingzhi Tower.

"Junior Brother Fang, something terrible has happened! Something serious has happened in the Examination Hall."

Qian Chuanzi, a plump man, looked delighted when he saw Fang Yi stepping out of Qingzhi Tower.

The round body pounced towards Fang Yi like a ball.

Looking at the round black shadow coming towards him, Fang Yi's mouth twitched slightly.

Immediately, he shook his sleeves, and a green streak turned into a light curtain that separated the two.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Qian, we can talk it over. But something big happened in the Examination Hall?

Wei Jiuxiao?
Shang Tianquan?
Or was it Senior Sister Li Lingxiu who took action?"

"No, neither."

Qian Chuan Zichu was panting and holding Fang Yi's hand.

“A foundation-building family was exterminated.

In the Chiya Valley family, a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building and hundreds of Qi training cultivators were almost all killed! "

"this!"

Fang Yi looked surprised. The Chiya Valley family was one of Luo Shengyi's die-hard supporters.

Now that their clan has been exterminated, it’s no wonder Qian Chuanzi is so anxious.

"Did the demonic cultivator take action?"

"It's hard to explain this in words. Brother Fang, please follow me to the Examination Hall and we'll see for ourselves."

"In that case, let's not delay."

Kaogong Pavilion, Zizhuxuan.

In a jade coffin, a cultivator with a dark complexion, weak energy and a childish face was barely breathing.

The young monk was sealed in the spirit coffin, and the pure and rich wood spiritual power gathered together to hold on to his last bit of life.

At this time, whether it was Wei Jiuxiao, Shang Tianquan, or Luo Shengyi, Li Lingxiu's expressions were very ugly.

Shang Tianquan and Li Lingxiu looked at each other and then spoke.

“The Chiya Valley family was almost wiped out.

Junior Brother Wei, Junior Sister Luo, this is a slap in the face of Xuanyang Mountain. Your fight in the Examination Pavilion ends here.

I want to see who dares to mess with Tai Sui."

"I have no objection to this matter, but we still have to wait for Junior Brother Fang to arrive to confirm the specific situation."

Luo Shengyi nodded slightly. As a foundation-building master of Xuanyang Mountain, he is also the current head of the Kaogong Pavilion.

It is his duty to capture the cultivator who attacked the Chiya Valley family.

A quarter of an hour later,
When Fang Yi stepped into Zizhuxuan, he saw Wei Jiuxiao and Shang Tianquan.

Or Luo Shengyi, Li Lingxiu looked at herself expectantly.

Luo Shengyi took a step forward.

"Junior Brother Fang, regarding the Chiya Valley family matter, I think Junior Brother Qian is already on his way and will explain it to you clearly.

We have only one thing in mind when we invite you here this time."

She paused, her face serious.

"Can you rescue this orphan of the Gu family and let us know?
Which cultivator is so bold as to exterminate the forces under my Xuanshan clan? "

"Sister Luo, wait a moment, I'll investigate first."

Fang Yi looked at the monk in the jade coffin. His face was withered, and he was surrounded by a fishy smell and occasionally groaned in pain.

He frowned slightly, and his consciousness emerged from the jade coffin.
'This monk is a little strange. The poison has penetrated his soul. Has he met a fellow cultivator?

No wonder two late-stage foundation-building masters are here and they need me to treat them.

Fang Yi's face turned serious, and magical power flowed around his body.

A green light bloomed in his hands, and his magic power condensed into sky-blue silk.

He pointed his fingertips, and hundreds of sky-blue silk threads shot out and penetrated into the acupuncture points all over the body of the monk in the coffin.

'Strange, this kind of spiritual poison'

Fang Yi frowned and the magic power in his hands was accelerated.

Sky-blue silk continued to shoot out.

The azure silk traveled through the eight extraordinary meridians, exploring the condition of the body.

Sensing the dried-up Qi Hai Dantian, and the somewhat rotten flesh and blood in the Dharma body.

After a while, Fang Yi took back the Tianqing silk and pondered for a moment.

He immediately took out a jade slip, poured his spiritual consciousness into it, and engraved the magic formula on it.

He handed the jade slip to Luo Shengyi, who had a grim expression on his face.

"Senior Sister Lao Luo prepared these elixirs."

(End of this chapter)