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

Chapter 344: The ultimate kill! Catching a turtle in a jar

"Fang Yi, don't go too far!"

Aunt Xie's face was dark blue, and blue waves were flowing on her golden silk robes. The aura of a person in the middle stage of foundation building was bursting out without reservation.

"Buzz!"

A heavy atmosphere seemed to be pressing down on me.

"Two thousand low-grade spirit stones, three foundation-building spiritual objects, you've got so many benefits, what else do you want?!

Mr. Fang, at worst, we'll both die together. I've practiced for over two decades, so why would I be afraid of a youngster like you?

"Fellow Daoist Fang, you have passed."

At this time, Geng Laogui's sleeves were fluttering, his long robe was rustling, and a three-foot cold light was flickering in his hand. It seemed that he had reached the limit of his endurance.

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist. What I just said were three conditions.

The two Daoists thought about the War Merit Pavilion and then the Nine Springs Tower. A small loss would cost Meng Yuanhai and She Yuanding a bit of hard work, but it would be made up...

Once the position of the War Merit Pavilion Master and the Nine Springs Tower is lost, countless fellow Foundation Establishment Daoists will be watching..."

"you!"

Aunt Xie's momentum stagnated. As a top sect, Xuanyang Mountain's Kaogong Pavilion was able to nurture Master Qingfeng's Jindan seed.

The benefits that Jiuquan Tower and Zhan Gong Hall can bring are naturally not inferior in any way.

"What? Fellow Daoists, please think carefully about this."

Fang Yi felt as if a gentle breeze was blowing on his face. He was not afraid at all under the threat of two cultivators who had been in the middle stage of foundation building for many years.

Seeing Qin Yu and Huo Zhao's pale faces and their auras fluctuating under the overwhelming momentum, he frowned slightly.

"After all, it's just Qi training. Even with a solid foundation, it's still a little lacking..."

Immediately, he pointed his fingertips, and as the spiritual light flickered, a green streak flowed out from his sleeves.

The green silk stream flows gently, winding and beautiful, with the faint sight of a surging river.

"Crash!"

The green silk thread twisted and turned into a semicircular water film, suppressing the momentum of Aunt Xie and Old Ghost Geng.

"The spiritual light is like water, the magic power is endless, what a wonderful power of control."

Aunt Xie's pupils shrank, and she felt a little worried when she thought about Fang Yi's spirit pet and several magical instruments he had on him three months ago.

'You haven't even practiced for two decades, how could you have such wealth and foundation?

Could it be that Xiao Changce from Yuping Peak came to help?
That old ghost is very old and not a dan-forming seed. I heard that he almost went crazy for the longevity elixir. How could he have such a rich and powerful background?

Aunt Xie's eyes turned, and she summoned her magic power again, and blue water waves splashed out.

"I want to see how much foundation you, a young man, have..."

……

Seeing that his momentum was stopped, Fang Yi smiled coldly and took the Seven Rings from the large bluestone beside him into his arms.

He nodded slightly, and Fan Dacheng, who was standing behind him, understood.

"Click!"

His bones, muscles, and flesh glowed with golden light, and Fan Dacheng's blood surged like a tide, revealing his lower-grade second-level body refining skills.

"boom!"

The green spiritual light, the Wu Earth demonic power, and the golden blood swept up together and collided with the azure water waves.

Aunt Xie was oppressed by this momentum, and the azure water waves were forced back into her robes.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

She covered her chest and coughed lightly a few times, with a fishy-sweet taste in her mouth.

“Okay! Okay! Okay!

Old Ghost Geng, are you really going to be a coward and watch this young man's outburst without putting up any resistance?!
Even if I risk being punished by the sect today, I will teach him a lesson.

"If I'm not feeling well, then I don't think Qingzhilou will feel any better!"

"Hey!

Fellow Daoist Fang, you are too greedy..."

Geng Laogui sighed slightly. Seeing this situation, he knew that today would not end well.
The three-foot cold light in his hand emitted murderous energy, and then he slashed out with a palm.

"Zheng!"

With a long cold roar, a sharp black flying knife appeared and disappeared.

"Good! Great job, old man Geng!"

Aunt Xie showed excitement, and blue waves flowed out from her robes, entangled with the green spiritual light, the earth magic power, and the golden blood.

"Xie Laogui's natal magic weapon, the Black Evil Blade, is also the best among the same level magic weapons.

A mere cultivator at the initial stage of foundation building, if he were to tangle with me, he would definitely be difficult to resist!"

Seeing the three-foot cold light surrounded by murderous aura approaching, the sharp blade light made Fan Dacheng and Qijie's hair stand on end.

Fan Dacheng's face turned grim, and a golden spiritual pattern flowed from his neck.

"Brother Fang miscalculated. Two mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators are not so easily intimidated after all..."

It's a pity that Qingzhi Tower, which was just beginning to flourish, suffered such a disaster...'

He sighed in his heart and moved his lips quickly to transmit the sound.

"Brother Fang, I'll burn my blood and essence to hold these two old men back. You can find the right moment to go to the Merit Examination Pavilion..."

No matter how fiercely Luo Shengyi and Wei Jiuxiao fight, they will not watch the foreign monks come to attack them! "

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The heartbeat in Fan Dacheng's chest sounded like a dull drumbeat.

Golden spiritual patterns rippled, spreading from his neck to his entire body, and he smiled bitterly in his heart.

"I wonder how much of my lifespan I'll lose this time..."

"Don't rush for great success, just be patient and don't be impatient."

As Fang Yi's calm voice sounded, a stream of yang-raising and vital energy rose from the Five Poison Cauldron in his hand.

Red smoke fell, quickly replenishing Fan Dacheng's lost energy and blood.

Fan Dacheng looked anxious. The magic weapon was about to fall on his head, so how could he not be anxious?

His life-saving magic weapon, the Mountain Hammer, appeared, surrounded by brown spiritual energy. Veins bulged in his arms, and he was about to strike down with the hammer.

"boom!"

A red spiritual light shot out from a corner of the courtyard and turned into a glass fire lotus, which swayed and repelled the three-foot cold light.

The red spiritual light dissipated and turned into a fist-sized gem, spinning around.

The orb was surrounded by flames, and a terrifying heat wave was emitted.

"Red Flame Glazed Bead?!"

Aunt Xie looked at the familiar magic weapon, her expression changed, and she thought to herself that something was wrong.

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

"Fellow Daoist Geng, take action in Fengling Immortal City and attack the good cultivators in the city.

I'm afraid you need to go with me to the Law Enforcement Hall in Xiancheng..." "Yang Xuan! Have you been waiting here for a long time? Casting bait to fish, are you all waiting for me to make a move?"

Aunt Xie's face turned dark. She brushed her gray hair and a jade hairpin appeared in her hand.

She was nervous. If what happened just now was just a test between the two sides, now she was ready to go all out.

As the spokesperson of Bishui Pavilion in Fengling Fairy City, there is also a Jindan Zhenren in charge of the sect.

As the face of Bishui Pavilion in Fengling Fairy City.

Even if a big fight breaks out in the Immortal City, as long as you can escape, it is a thousand times better than being captured and taken to the Law Enforcement Hall.

"Yang Xuan, this is a matter between my Jiuquan Tower and Qingzhi Tower.

If you interfere in this matter, you will be interfering in the dispute between my Bishui Pavilion and Xuanyang Mountain.

Aren't you afraid of being blamed by Master Jiuqu for doing this?!

On the contrary, if Fellow Daoist Yang is willing to take a step back, Old Ghost Geng and I will both owe you a favor.

The two of us will leave immediately and won't get entangled in any further matters!"

Aunt Xie used both soft and hard tactics. Even with the help of Old Ghost Geng, True Man Jiuqu in the Immortal City would not interfere in such a trivial matter.

But once the action is taken, no matter what the result is, the position of the leader of Jiuquan Tower will definitely be lost, and the sect will definitely send someone else.

There was a hint of regret in her heart.

If he had known earlier that Yang Xuan was here, he would not have been so direct in using his cultivation to oppress him, resulting in a bad ending.

Aunt Xie secretly rejoiced.

'Fortunately, there is a serious internal struggle in the Xuanyang Mountain Examination Hall.

If Yang Xuan from Fengling Immortal City was here instead of Yang Xuan from Xuanyang Mountain, this scene would be many times more difficult.

"This"

Yang Xuan's expression changed slightly and he hesitated in his heart. As a Fengling Guard in the Immortal City, protecting the Immortal City is his job.

It would be fine if he was a little biased, but if he really intervened in the dispute between the two factions, he would also have some concerns.

"Fellow Daoist Yang is a disciple of the Nine-Curved Immortal, so what's wrong with enforcing the law impartially?

but,

Aunt Xie, if you think that Fellow Daoist Yang Xuan is not qualified, let me weigh your skills."

Jing Shaohong had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes. He wore a dark green crown on his head and a Qingfeng Fuyao robe. He descended from the roof of Qingzhi Tower with a graceful posture.

“Jing Shaohong!

Aren't you going to explore the secret realm of Hanling?!"

Aunt Xie's expression changed drastically, and the uneasiness in her heart grew stronger.

But there was another breath rising.

"Yes, yes!

If Senior Brother Jing is not enough, Xu is also willing to exchange some ideas with the two fellow Taoists.

Let’s see what abilities you two have to dare to take action in Qingzhi Tower.

Do you really think that there is no one in Xuanyang Mountain and you, the Bishui Pavilion, will bully me?!"

Looking at the rising aura of the cultivator, Aunt Xie and Old Ghost Geng looked at each other and felt bitter in their mouths and stuffy in their chests.

Two cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building!

Fang Yi is too insidious. If they had known that there was such a cultivator hiding in Qingzhi Tower, they would never have fallen into his trap.

"I've been tricked! I have to leave! If I don't leave now, something terrible will happen."

Aunt Xie and Old Ghost Geng have a tacit understanding. Their magic power flows silently, and they are looking for an opportunity to escape.

"Where are you two going?"

The scorching fire was steaming, and Xu Qingshe, wearing a red flame robe, was turning the furnace of heaven and earth in his hand, with exploding fire swirling around.

He and Jing Shaohong had a good understanding of each other. One of them blocked Aunt Xie's energy, and the other blocked Old Ghost Geng's way.

Lore!

Catching a turtle in a urn!

Fang Yi looked at the two Foundation Establishment cultivators with pale faces with a smile.

How could he force things like this without having enough backup?

Huo Zhao and Qin Yu were his carefully selected disciples, both of whom were expected to achieve a mid-level foundation in Taoism.

If it wasn't for lowering the vigilance of Aunt Xie and Old Ghost Geng.

He was reluctant to waste such a great gift and take risks with two disciples who had unlimited potential and a bright future.

"Yu'er, Zhao'er, there is nothing left for you to do from now on, please leave."

"It's Master!"

Seeing Qin Yu and Huo Zhao retreat safely, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

After hundreds of years of practice, he is not a fool.

Even Yang Xuan is willing to be bribed, so how could Jing Shaohong and Xu Qingshe, his two good friends who are in the foundation-building stage, let him go easily?

If you don't use the connections and friends you have cultivated for a long time now, are you going to take them to the grave?

Fang Yi's mind was like a mirror, extremely clear.

If you can use your numbers to bully the few, you won't have to waste time.

If Luo Shengyi and Xia Zhengbai had not returned from exploring the secret realm of Hanling, Yang Caier was far away in the half-demon battlefield of Nanli Kingdom, and Yan Youtai had gone deep into the beast tide to explore.

Fang Yi can also recruit four or five people in the middle stage of foundation building.

Although he has been reincarnated, he has not forgotten the nature of the demon cultivators in his previous life in the Mingquan Sect, who used the numbers to bully the few, the big to bully the small, and the strong to bully the weak.

Fang Yi would never consider a head-on fight without any preparation in his next life.

"Three in the middle stage of foundation building, two in the early stage of foundation building, and one second-order low-grade demon beast."

Looking at the silver-white monster holding the formation flag, Xu Qingshe with a faint fragrance of elixir around him, and Fang Yi standing with his hands behind his back with an ancient treasure banner swaying behind him.

Aunt Xie almost groaned, and the urge to surrender surged in her heart.

"Second-level alchemist, second-level formation master, second-level spiritual doctor.

There are six foundation-building warriors and five disciples from major sects, three of whom are cultivators in the middle stage of foundation-building.

With such a lineup, let alone the ordinary late stage of foundation building.

Even if the Jindan seeds in the sect were to come into contact with them, they would just turn around and leave without getting entangled in the slightest."

Fang Yi raised his brows slightly, as if looking at a prepared puppet, and spoke in a very kind tone.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist. You don't want to disappoint the elders in the Bishui Pavilion, do you?"

"you!"

"Whoo~"

Aunt Xie's expression changed several times, and finally she sighed helplessly and put away the jade hairpin magic weapon.

"I admit defeat. If you have any conditions, please tell me. Old Ghost Geng and I will never refuse anything we can do."

(End of this chapter)