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

Chapter 329 Meeting, Cultivation Breakthrough

Fang Yi swept his spiritual sense around and could already feel the pure medicinal power of the Wu Tu Bu Yuan Dan.

This kind of elixir that can purify the blood of monsters cannot be easily refined. It is clearly prepared specially for Qijie.

He shook his head slightly, and with a wave of his hand, he was about to grab Qijie from Xu Qingshe's arms.

"Junior Brother Xu, please refine this Wu Tu Bu Yuan Dan. How much is the elixir worth in spirit stones?"

“No need, just a few bottles of pills.

We have been friends for nearly sixty years, and Senior Brother Fang has helped me a lot, so don't worry about these few pills."

Looking at Qijie, he was staring at himself with his dark eyes wide open.

Fang Yi used his spiritual sense to explore and already knew the general medicinal properties of the Wu Tu Bu Yuan Dan, and then nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Qijie hummed, opened his mouth and swallowed a pill, squinted his eyes, and urged his demonic power to refine the medicinal properties.

"I'm sorry to have let Junior Brother spend money again.

It just so happens that I, Senior Brother, also have a spiritual object to give to you, Junior Brother."

Fang Yi slapped his storage bag and a red light flew out.

The spiritual light dissipated, and a soul-sealing jade box carved from warm jade and engraved with ice and snow runes fell on the stone table.

"Junior Brother Xu, take a look at this item and see if it suits your taste."

Looking at the cold and gloomy power emanating from the jade box and the vague connection between them, Xu Qingshe's face lit up with joy.

Immediately, he pointed his finger and a red silk thread appeared.

"Crack!"

The soul-sealing box slowly opened.

A thumb-sized azure ice crystal was suspended in it.

The cold power emanated from the box. In the blink of an eye, snowflakes floated in the stone pavilion and water vapor condensed into frost.

"Second-level low-grade spiritual fire, Xuanshuangyan? Senior Brother Fang, where did you get this spiritual object?"

Xu Qingshe's face was filled with joy. What he needed to practice the "Heaven and Earth Baking Furnace Method" were various spiritual flames.

With each kind of spiritual flame refined, its aptitude will improve.

Little by little, he accumulated a lot, and now his cultivation speed was no slower than that of a cultivator with superior spiritual roots.

Fang Yi glanced at the bronze ring on his finger and nodded slightly.

This second-level spiritual fire, Xuanshuangyan, was naturally taken from the Xuanshuangjianyuan family, and there were two fire seeds when it was obtained.

One of them was refined into the Kuruo Small Cave to increase its foundation and turned into a cold pool.

The remaining one is the one in the Soul Sealing Box.

Fang Yi smiled slightly.

"Junior Brother Xu, with the help of this spiritual flame, you are confident that you can break through to the middle stage of foundation building.

The old ghost Ming Xiang from the Ming family of Sanling Valley was seriously injured by a black-armored soul-devouring spider some time ago, and he must seek treatment from a spiritual doctor.

If you can break through to the middle stage of foundation building, we can consider taking action against you.

You have been coveting that soul-nourishing tree for a long time, and the soul-withering vine that grows with it is also very useful to me.

If you are sure, we will join forces to ambush and kill him."

Seeing Xu Qingshe's solemn expression, Fang Yi immediately took out a set of tea sets carved from spiritual jade from his storage bag.

A ray of green true fire emerged from between his fingers, igniting the spiritual charcoal.

Before long, the clear spiritual spring in the jade pot had become boiling hot.

The jade pot is tilted, curls of smoke rise, and the hot spiritual spring water brews a bit of tender green in the jade cup.

Fang Yi waved and handed over the jade cup.

"Junior Brother Xu, try my Nine-flavored Root Spirit Tea.

Soul-nourishing spiritual objects are hard to come by, and you and I are not the only ones eyeing the Soul-Nourishing Tree.

If you are not sure, I will do my best to treat the old ghost Ming Xiang."

"One year!"

Xu Qingshe took the jade cup and took a sip of the spiritual tea, feeling the faint bitterness flowing through her tongue, and then the coolness became apparent.

"With the help of this Mysterious Frost Flame, I can break through to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment within a year at most.

Then, I will join forces with my senior brother to ambush and kill that old ghost Ming Xiang, and put an end to the past grudges."

"One year?"

Fang Yi pondered for a moment, thinking about the jade talisman that Ming Xiang had given him, and then spoke.

"The Prime Minister has transmitted a message to me through the jade talisman.

Junior brother, don’t be too anxious. As Ming Xiang said, his injuries have damaged the very foundation of his soul.

But I am also confident that I can cure it. If this fails, as long as Mingxiang's injuries are healed, it will not be difficult for him to guard the Soul-Nourishing Tree for us.

His life span is only sixty years at most, and we have enough life spans, so there is no need to do this."

"Thank you for your concern, brother!
My cultivation has already been stable, but I have been holding back on breaking through in order to find a spark to replenish my foundation.

During this year, 90% of the time was spent collecting elixirs.

If all the spiritual medicines are prepared, Junior Brother will be able to break through in a month at most."

Xu Qingshe bowed slightly, his eyes falling silently on the bronze ring on his finger.

"The matter of the Soul-Nourishing Tree involves my progress in cultivation.

Junior Brother is willing to give it a try with all his strength. If it is impossible, Junior Brother will stop in time."

“Junior brother has made up his mind and can practice in Qingzhi Tower.

The spiritual veins in the building are excellent. Once Junior Brother’s cultivation reaches a breakthrough, we will attack the old ghost Ming Xiang.”

Fang Yi's eyes fell on the bronze ring with flowing spiritual light, and he murmured in his heart.

"What's wrong with this Nascent Soul remnant soul?"

Fang Yi was confused, but seeing that Xu Qingshe had made up her mind, he said no more.

A second-level mid-grade physical cultivator, a top-grade magic weapon, and a second-level mid-grade Yin bone.

Regardless of the situation, his fighting ability is already first-rate among the foundation-building cultivators.

half year later.

In the courtyard with red walls and yellow tiles, bamboo shadows sway.

Qin Yu looked at the closed training room in Zhilan Garden with an anxious look on his face.

"Master Gu, the first major exam of Qingzhi Building is about to begin. But our master hasn't come out of retreat yet. Should we postpone the exam?"

Gu Jiushang leaned on a wooden crutch, his Foundation Establishment consciousness sweeping silently. After a few breaths, he looked at Qin Yu, whose aura was powerful and who had already mastered the method of cultivating the body, and his hoarse voice rang out.

"Don't worry, Master Qin. The master gave some instructions before he went into seclusion.

If he is unable to come out during the final exam, he will ask Master Xu to preside over the exam.

As a second-level alchemist, Master Xu is qualified to preside over the first major examination of Qingzhi Tower."

"Mr. Gu, the problem is that Master Xu is also in seclusion."

Qin Yu pointed at the Xuanshen Garden in the southwest corner of Qingzhi Tower with a wry smile.

"Master Xu said he wanted to retreat and refine elixirs, and he has already set up a formation in the Xuanshen Garden.

Even if I wanted to, I couldn't disturb him.
What's more, Master Mingxiang from Sanling Valley personally sent a Five Flame Cherry Spirit Tree and asked to see Master by name.

If Master doesn’t show up, the Ming family of Sanling Valley will probably have to cut off their spiritual medicine business with Qingzhi Tower.”

"Mingxiang?"

Gu Jiushang frowned slightly. He also knew about Fang Yi and Gu Jiushang's plan.

Now the Prime Minister is in a rage and obviously wants Fang Yi to treat him.

'It seems that the old ghost Mingxiang was injured more seriously by the Black Armor Soul-Devouring Spider than expected.

If not, he would not have forced the master to take action by trading spiritual medicine, almost breaking up the relationship.

Gu Jiu sighed inwardly, feeling sad.

Fang Yi has been delaying for many times. If Ming Xiang fails to achieve his goal this time, he will probably go directly to another place to seek treatment from a spiritual doctor.

Even if the spiritual doctor's skills are not as good as Fang Yi's, he can still stabilize the injury of the soul.

An old foundation-building master who was in perfect condition and had practiced for more than a hundred years was refining the top-grade magic weapon, the Small Zhoutian Plate, with his heart.

Even if a great cultivator in the late foundation-building stage takes action, it is enough to protect himself.

Gu Jiushang sighed.

"Master Qin, please ask Master Dacheng to deal with Master Mingxiang's situation.

As for the first major exam of Qingzhi Building.
If the master has not come out after three days, I will use the master's token to ask Master Jing Shaohong to come out.

Master Jing is on good terms with the master and is also the deputy head of the Examination Hall.

His master, Venerable Qingfeng, and his master's master were both disciples of the same Jindan Zhenren.

With his presence, I think it will be enough to suppress the situation."

"Thank you so much, Elder Gu. I will go find my uncle Dacheng first and stop Master Mingxiang from the Three Spirits Valley.
As for other matters, I'll trouble you, Mr. Gu, to take care of them."

Watching Qin Yu leave, Gu Jiushang's eyes were deep.

It seemed as if he was looking through the forbidden area of ​​Zhilan Garden at Fang Yi who was in seclusion.

He murmured in his mind.

"Master, if you don't come out, this Ming Xiang Master will fly away."

In the quiet room of Zhilan Garden.

The spiritual tide surged, and the wood spiritual power turned into a cloud bed to lift up a handsome monk.

Fang Yi closed his eyes tightly and used all his strength to practice the "Life and Death Sutra" to refine the pure wood-attributed spiritual energy in the stone chamber.

A lush green banner of the Ruins of the World fluttered in the wind, and green and gray runes flowed.

"Crash!"

The precious banner surrounded by spiritual light moved without wind. It was simple and heavy, but the Five Poison Cauldron with one leg and one ear missing appeared from the banner.

The ancient bronze tripod slowly turned, and soul-eating spiders, golden centipedes, two-tailed spirit scorpions and many other spiritual insects appeared on the body of the tripod.

"disease!"

Fang Yi's hands, with distinct joints, flew out one spell after another like a butterfly flying through flowers.

Wisps of medicinal fragrance rose from the furnace and entered the nose of the monk sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed.

"Crash!"

A withered and flourishing precious tree appeared behind Fang Yi.

The branches and leaves of the treasure tree fluttered, and streams of wood-attributed spiritual energy were absorbed, turning the stone chamber into a vast ancient forest.

The ancient trees stand against the sky, and the seasons rotate, evolving through changes of growth and decay.

Spiritual energy hung in the air, and under the nourishment of the endless Yimu longevity energy, Fang Yi's momentum continued to rise.

"Rumble"

The rising momentum paused.

The gleam in Fang Yi's eyes shot out more than a foot, and feeling a slight obstruction, he pinched the withering and flourishing seal with his hand.

"The four seasons rotate, and there is a way for growth and decline"

A phantom of a demon god with three heads and six arms, half of his body withered and half of his body lush, appeared along with the sound of chanting.

As the demon god's six arms swayed, he chanted some magic spells.

Fang Yi's energy gradually declined, his face turned dark blue, and his skin and flesh became dry and decayed.

The endless vitality is like a candle in the wind, fluctuating unsteadily.

As the breath dropped to its lowest point, a young vitality emerged from the Dantian three inches below the navel.

The shadow of the ancient large cypress tree appeared, and strands of green vitality hung down.

Fang Yi's vitality nourished him, and his breath began to gradually rise from death to life. His complexion became rosy and shiny, and his flesh and blood gradually became fuller.

This cycle repeats itself, with the Qi going from strong to weak, from withered to flourishing, following the rotation of the four seasons and the changes of withering and flourishing.

"One week, two weeks, three weeks... thirty-six weeks"

After thirty-six cycles of operation, Fang Yi's Qi continued to rise.

"Boom!"

His whole body shook, and his aura suddenly broke through a bottleneck, and a bright green light appeared.

"The third level of foundation building in the way of Qi training!"

Fang Yi felt the vigorous vitality in his own body, and his face was filled with joy.

"Nourished by Yimu's longevity energy, my cultivation has advanced further, and I'm now at the third level of foundation building.

Next up is the Qingzhi Building exam, and the matter of Prime Minister Ming."

Fang Yi waved his hand and a jade talisman fell into his hand.

His spiritual consciousness probed into it, and after a while, he suddenly probed out of the stone chamber and felt the changes in the spiritual energy of Qingshen Garden.

"Junior Brother Xu, is he also about to break through?"

(End of this chapter)