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

Chapter 314: Secret Hands, Flesh, Blood and Soul

"Lü Zhi?"

Lu Ji turned around and saw that it was his confidant, so he ignored him.

He pointed to the stone pavilion beside the spiritual spring, smiled, and spoke with a little excitement.

"Just leave the secret spiritual dish there. The benefits this Hundred-Leaf Green Lotus has brought me are beyond imagination.

In at most one year, I will be able to reach the middle stage of foundation building. By then, I will be able to eliminate several clans and the big clans that have ancestors in the late stage of foundation building.

My Qingyan Valley lineage can also rank among the top in the Bishui Pavilion."

"What the master said is true."

"Zheng!"

A dark blue blade shot out from the old monk's sleeve, and the blade light was sinister and chopped towards Lu Ji's head.

"Bastard!"

"Pfft!"

A green leaf magic weapon emerged and turned into a light green shield, protecting Lu Ji.

But the dark blue blade light was terrifyingly powerful, and the blade light flickered and hit the Qingye shield.

"Crack!"

A crack appeared on the shield.

With just a slight obstruction, the magic barrier in Qingye's shield collapsed, and it was split in half, completely destroyed.

Between the lightning and flint.

A talisman hidden under Lu Ji's robe glowed with spiritual light, and his figure became blurred and disappeared in an instant.

But he was a step too late. With a flash of dark blue blade light, one of his arms was turned into bloody mud.

"Ah! You deserve to die!"

Accompanied by a scream, Lu Ji appeared beside the stone pavilion.

The magic gestures at his fingertips changed, and a green light swept over, sealing the shoulder that was bleeding due to the loss of his left arm.

"Damn it, you beast, how dare you destroy my body!"

Lu Ji's face looked grim. He paid a heavy price to avoid the powerful attack of the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword.

A medium-grade defensive magic weapon refined with secret methods that can protect its master on its own.

An extremely precious Shadow Escape Talisman was consumed, and his body was destroyed.

If you want to advance later, it will add at least 30% more suffering.

"The initial stage of foundation building?"

Feeling that the gray-robed monk no longer concealed his aura, Lu Ji felt relieved, but then he became furious.

"Old beast, I will tear out your tendons and bones to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

"It's really noisy!"

Fang Yi looked at Lu Ji who was wielding a flying sword and slashing towards him.

He shook his head with some regret.

"I wanted to save some effort, but now I have to go through some trouble because there are still two families left."

He shook his sleeves and the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword slashed out again.

"Zheng!"

The prototype of this ancient magic treasure has been nurtured and tempered for nearly sixty years, and has already completed nine magical prohibitions.

Only one step away from the best magic weapon.

The dark blue blade light moved in the air, easily suppressing Lu Ji's life-saving magic weapon.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

In the void, the sound of metal clashing continued, and the green magic sword was constantly cut into gaps.

But as the green spiritual light flowed and the wood spiritual power gathered, the gap slowly recovered.

"A natal flying sword made from wood spiritual materials? That's quite rare."

Fang Yi's fingertips changed the magic formulas and he thought secretly in his heart.

'This Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword has already completed nine restrictions and is only a step away from becoming a top-grade magical weapon.

But this treasure is ultimately a treasure of killing. Although this nourishment makes its soul power pure and its foundation deep.

But in the end, the lack of evil spirit prevented the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword from breaking through to become a top-grade magic weapon.

but'

He looked at Lu Ji, who had a wary look on his face and raised a brown gem to protect himself.

'Using a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building as a whetstone to sharpen this Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword should be of great help.

If that's not enough, there are two other monks as options."

He thought of the two remaining Three Insect Damage Incense sticks in the storage bag, and his mind moved.

"Xiao Qi, take action."

"Boom!"

A yellow jade-colored spiritual light shot up into the sky, and a yellow-brown treasure map of mountains and rivers slowly unfolded in Qingyan Valley.

The Seven Commandments were held up by a demonic cloud, and the natal magic weapon, the Wu Earth Treasure Gourd, was sacrificed.

Ancient and profound spiritual characters appeared on the gourd.

Golden spiritual sand flows out from the mouth of the gourd continuously.

The wind was howling, spiritual sand was flying, and a gray formation space quickly enveloped Qingyan Valley.

Upon seeing this, Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and the Ruins Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner was activated.

The banner was eerie and dark, entangled with the faint wails of ghosts.

"Buzz!"

The spirit flag vibrated, and hazy ghost figures, wrapped in grayish-white yin energy, walked out of the flag.

The ghost had a ferocious face and stopped the remaining high-level Qi training cultivators in Qingyan Valley.

Although most of these ghosts are first-level ghosts and beast souls, their number is twice that of the remaining Lu family monks.

Green ghost fire emerged, and ghost shadows were connected by energy. From time to time, a cultivator from the Lu family was seriously injured and killed.

'Too slow.'

Seeing the Lu family cultivators still resisting stubbornly, Fang Yi pointed his finger and a dim yellow light shot out.

"Groan!!"

With a long roar from a dragon, a slender Yin-Yang dragon with a body surrounded by dark green fire flew out from the banner, shaking its head and tail.

The dark green dragon claw with cold light stretched out.

"Pfft!"

Several monks were crushed into a pool of bloody mud by the dragon's claws along with their protective magic tools.

“The flesh, soul, spirit skin, and bones of cultivators are all top-grade spiritual materials.

Such a mixture is a bit wasteful.
These family cultivators not only have high-level Qi training, but have also been fed with spiritual rice and cleansed with spiritual springs since childhood.

Compared with poor and independent cultivators, each of them has abundant essence and blood, and they are all excellent corpse materials.

You have to be frugal, because you don’t know how long it will take the next time you encounter such an opportunity.” Fang Yi scolded with a little distress, urging his mind to move forward.

'Constrain the Yin energy and kill them one by one. Don't be greedy for temporary convenience!'

Invisible divine thoughts passed by, and Yin Yan Jiao's expression froze, and the movements of his claws immediately became much gentler.

"Yan!"

There was a hint of grievance in the soul of Yin Yan Jiao.

But the spiritual light still flowed between his claws, restraining the negative energy, and slowly killing the Lu family monks one by one.

"Pfft!"

The corpse was found to have a few thumb-sized holes only between the eyebrows.

"Soul, flesh, blood, and body intact, a top-quality product."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Lu Ji, whose face had turned pale.

"Magic monk?"

Lu Ji sensed the quiet and silent Qingyan Valley and realized something was wrong.

He looked at the Ruins Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner, which was filled with an extremely sinister aura and the aura of corpses and ghosts.

Immediately, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the power of the green magic sword increased again, continuing to fight with the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword.

"Old devil! Aren't you afraid of being investigated by the Bishui Pavilion for acting this way? Or are you sure I can't bear to give up the Qingyan Valley foundation?
We are both in the early stages of foundation building. If I am determined to leave, even if you have the help of a second-level formation, you will not be able to stop me!"

"hehe."

Fang Yi smiled coldly, his eyes deep.

He was naturally worried about the Bishui Pavilion chasing him closely.

The beast tide is dangerous, and it is common for foundation-building monks to die occasionally.

Big forces like Xuanyang Mountain, Bishui Pavilion, Tiandaowu, and Fengling Immortal City don't care much.

But the act of genocide was too evil, and it offended the foundation of the major sects that ruled the Dayun immortal world.

They will pursue them relentlessly and give an explanation to the many monks who fought bloody battles.

'Now it's different.'

Fang Yi thought to himself that after hundreds of years of practicing the magic way, he was not a generous person.

'A second-level poison master has already taken action, so why not take the opportunity to collect your cultivation resources?

If you seek revenge for your grievances, wouldn't that be a waste of this God-given opportunity?'

He glanced over and saw Qingyan Valley, which had become a ghostly den on earth, with corpses neatly arranged by ghosts.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't delay any longer.

This Qingyan Valley has been sealed off by a formation. For at least one day, no cultivator will know about this.
It’s time for you to get on the road, fellow Daoist.”

“Okay! Okay! Okay!

We're both in the early stages of foundation building, old devil, are you so sure you can defeat me?"

Lu Ji slapped his storage and raised a long black thorn.

The long thorns absorbed and exhaled spiritual energy, turning into a dark spirit snake with a scarlet tongue, pouncing towards Fang Yi and biting him.

"Magic weapon mimicry? Too bad it's only a mid-grade one."

Fang Yi's eyes swept across the brown gem that was formed by the gathering of earth spiritual energy and turned into a light shield.

'A top-grade life-defense magic weapon and a top-grade defense magic weapon.

There are also two mid-grade magical instruments with unique power. No wonder Dacheng is no match for him.'

"Zheng!!"

The cold light of the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword flashed and suddenly a cold sword sound was emitted.

Feeling the murderous aura condensed from the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword, Fang Yi shook his head slightly.

"It's too slow. It would be better if I had a swordsman to practice with me."
Forget it, let’s send Lu Ji on his way first.

Li Lingxiu is a great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and he also has thunder spiritual roots, so his escape speed is not slow.

Time to put the finishing touches on the yin bone.'

Fang Yi's mind moved, and a huge amount of magic power poured into the Ruins Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner.

His bony hands, like butterflies flying through flowers, continuously cast spells into the banner.

A dark and evil seal fell, and gray and black spiritual light flowed.

"Pfft!"

One by one, the magic seals passed through the banner and merged into a corpse lying in the bloody mire of the Kurong Small Cave.

Yin Gu had a sinister look on his face, and was wearing a black robe. The corpse energy around him had already condensed into substance.

"Roar!"

The corpses screamed continuously, and the bloody smell filled the mire of flesh and blood.

A bloodthirsty light flashed in its eyes, and a pair of skinny, withered but extremely powerful hands stretched out from the banner.

Gloomy corpse patterns appeared on the skinny big hand and spread rapidly.

"disease!"

Fang Yi chuckled softly.

"Jie! Jie! Jie!"

Yin Gu let out a strange laugh, and the aura of death lingered on his skinny hands. His five pale fingers had distinct joints, and he held the bronze axe tightly in his hand.

"Buzz!"

The black scars and corpse marks on the axe blade slowly faded away, revealing the ancient and heavy axe body, with a chilling light that captivated people.

"Second-level mid-grade corpse refinement?!
How is it possible? You are only a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, how can you control this grade of corpse so easily? "

Lu Ji could no longer care about anything else and wanted to escape, but was firmly locked by Fang Yi's aura.

"Damn it! If the Shadow Escape Talisman was still there, this wouldn't happen."

His face turned grim, and he hammered his chest, and a mouthful of blood fell onto the brown gem.

The spiritual energy of the orb soil gathered and transformed into thick and heavy stone walls.

"Pfft!"

The bronze axe fell and the stone wall was easily split open.

"clang!"

The axe blade, shining with cold light, landed on the brown gem.

The orb trembled slightly, and scarlet blood light flowed. With the help of the essence and blood of the foundation-building cultivator, it barely blocked the attack of the second-level medium-grade corpse.

"Boom!"

Seeing a crack appear on the brown gem artifact, Lu Ji didn't care about the pain and poured all his magic power into it crazily.

He knew that there was a second-order low-grade formation, a demon cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, and a second-order medium-grade refined corpse.

With this lineup, if we don’t fight hard, we will have no chance at all.

"Devil, you want to take my life, let's see how capable you are!!"

Lu Ji's face was ferocious, and the brown gem shone brightly, like a big sun.

(End of this chapter)