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

Chapter 364: Better than the others, make a bid
The silver light paused, Li Wuhui's eyes narrowed slightly, he turned his head and looked at Fang Yi with a vigilant look.

The two have known each other for decades and have been enemies or allies several times.

I won't say I know him inside and out, but how could I not know that Fang Yi is a person who will not do anything unless there is profit?

She spoke bluntly. "Old Ghost Fang, just say what you mean. What are you planning?"

Fang Yi reached out and took Qijie into his arms, stroked his soft fur, and spoke with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Li, your cultivation is not far from the late stage of foundation building. It is time to seek to condense the golden elixir.
It is not easy to condense the elixir. Even if one has a top-grade Taoist foundation and sufficient essence, energy and spirit, spiritual objects are also indispensable for condensing the elixir?

I wonder what your plans are?"

"A spiritual object that has reached the stage of forming a dan?!"

Li Wuhui was shocked. The spiritual objects for forming elixirs were so rare that every one of them was closely watched by the major sects in the entire Dayun cultivation world.

Occasionally, magical objects would appear in magical places, and the monks who obtained the treasures would hide them tightly and not dare to reveal even a little bit.

"Could it be that this old ghost has some connections?" She pondered for a moment and then asked tentatively.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, do you have the opportunity to form a pill?"

"no!"

Fang Yi shook his head. He had a piece of the Jindan spiritual object, the Withering and Flourishing Water, in his hand, but he would never tell anyone else.

When a cultivator condenses the golden elixir, the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit are united into one. Every spiritual object that forms the elixir can greatly increase the probability of forming the elixir.

Since this is a matter of the Dao, even if he has information about this spiritual object, he will not reveal a single detail.

"There are no spiritual objects that can form a dan, but there is a business that can earn spiritual stones."

Fang Yi glanced at Yu Shudan, who was pale and wrapped in a black cloak, and felt confident.

"Friend Li is no longer alone. Miss Yu calls you Sect Master, so I think she is trying to build her own power.
Fang has a small business now, I wonder if you are interested in it."

Li Wuhui felt a little disappointed when he heard this, but he also felt relieved.

She knew herself very well. If there really was a spiritual object that could form a pill, she would do everything she could to get a chance to form a pill.

But she also knew Fang Yi very well. This old man dared to promise a spiritual object for Danjie, so he must make a profit ten or a hundred times more.

Even if a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building practiced the "Heavenly Incarnation Method" and his combat power was comparable to that of a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, he was still not worth the price.

"Fang Yi, be frank. What kind of deal is this that's worth asking for?"

"Xiaoyuanling!"

"Xiaoyuanling?!"

Li Wuhui's eyes looked a little strange.

Xiaoyuanling Black Market is the most advanced black market in Fengling Fairy City. It is a gathering place for all kinds of people, where evil cultivators run rampant, rob cultivators and sell stolen goods, generating huge profits.

I don’t know how many cultivators are jealous of it, but it is backed by the White Bone Gate and there are always great cultivators in the late foundation building stage stationed there all year round.

Relying on the formation, he can remain calm and motionless even when besieged by two or three monks of the same level. How can this old monster get the confidence?

"Could it be that Xuanyang Mountain is going to take action against them?" Li Wuhui guessed.

"Friend Fang, please be frank. If the price is right, everything can be negotiated."

“It wasn’t done from within the gate.
The late foundation-building cultivator Qing Huai from Xiaoyuan Ridge has already left and is under the protection of the White Bone Sect. I will take care of it myself."

Fang Yi's eyes were deep. He had captured the soul of the fake Dan Zhenren from the White Bone Sect and used the secret method of the Corpse Dao to refine him into a corpse puppet, but the soul lamp in the sect remained the same.

Among the demon sects, bravery and brutality, and killing each other are common.

With the status of a fake Dan Zhenren, he occupied a market town. As long as he could suppress the monks of the White Bone Sect stationed in Xiaoyuanling, the Zhenren in the sect would not care.

The meat on both sides is rotting in the pot and is not taken away by other forces.

"Does this old ghost have connections with the monks of the White Bone Sect? Or does he have a Jindan Zhenren as his backer?"

Li Wuhui was confused. If he really had such a background, why would he join Xuanyang Mountain?

"Could it be that there are secrets in Xuanyang Mountain that I don't know about?"
What a chance, this old thing that is suspected to be a Yuanying taking over another body is willing to do so.

Her heart was beating fast, and her slender jade fingers lifted up her long hair.

Just as Fang Yi said, she intended to expand her power and trained a number of cultivators to handle miscellaneous matters and support her own practice.

If not for this, having already forged a top-grade foundation for Taoism, why would he exchange the Soul Sharpening Stone for a mid-grade Foundation Establishment Pill?

However, as a casual cultivator, he has no backing, so even if he has an opportunity, the development of his fellow cultivators will reach a bottleneck.

"If there is a market business."

Li Wuhui was deeply moved.
"If Brother Fang can resolve the issue of the White Bone Sect, I would be willing to help.

However, after the dust settles, how will the profits from the market be divided?"

Seeing this, Fang Yi was certain that he had secured another good fighter.

Li Wuhui has built a top-grade Taoist foundation and has two top-grade magic weapons at his disposal. He can kill a second-level top-grade monster in the middle stage of foundation building.

Once his cultivation breaks through to the late stage, his combat power will surely rise again, comparable to that of a Jindan seed.

The two know each other well and have leverage over each other.

But Fang Yi has been a disciple in Xuanyang Mountain since he was young. He is not a cultivator who has taken over another's body. He has been recognized by a Jindan Zhenren and can be said to have a clean background.

Even if Li Wuhui, the traitorous monk, lost his mind and "framed" him, no monk would believe it.

In this way, those who have no permanent property have no permanent heart. As long as Li Wuhui is tempted, there will be industrial interests involved.

Although they cannot be as close friends as Xu Qingshe and help each other on the road of life, they can still do some dirty work if there are interests involved.

"So, this Xiaoyuan Ridge has a late-stage Foundation Establishment warrior in charge."

Fang Yi knew that even if he captured Xiaoyuanling, he would need a force in the late foundation building stage to take charge.

The Seven Rings and Gu Jiushang in his hands are still a step away from breaking through the middle stage of foundation building, and he needs to protect himself.

Fan Dacheng is also required to guard the Qingzhi Tower. Even if Qin Yu and Huo Zhao have established a foundation in Taoism, they are not suitable for running the dark workshop.

Fang Yi pointed in the direction of Xiaoyuan Ridge and spoke meaningfully. "Fellow Daoist Li, Fellow Daoist Li Yuanzi of the Li family of Qianzhi Garden failed in his attempt to establish his foundation, and now it has been blown away by the wind and rain.

Qianzhi Garden was also divided up by several major foundation-building families. I heard that your uncles and parents are living in great hardship."

"Fellow Daoist Fang, you're joking. The Li family of Qianzhi Garden? What does this have to do with me?"

Li Wuhui's expression changed, then quickly recovered, but Fang Yi still saw it.

'Sure enough, this kind of family monks grew up in the family since childhood. Even if they defected from the family, they still had deep feelings for their blood relatives.
in this way'

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing in his heart that although blood ties could not bind Li Wuhui, they could still make him have some reservations.

If the interests of a future Jindan seed are not enough, then blood ties will be added.

Different monks use it in different ways.

The road to immortality is bumpy. The more preparation you make, the more chance you have of survival when you encounter danger in the future.

"Fellow Daoist Li, I have no other intentions.

We have no grudges against each other, so how could I do something that would hurt my loved ones and please my enemies?

After joining Xuanyang Mountain, Fang Yi naturally kept the grudges of Qianzhi Garden in mind.

But when it comes to spiritual objects in the future, why would one care about minor grudges? Cultivation should be the most important thing.

“I heard from Daoist Fellow Wuhui that several of his juniors also possess mid-grade spiritual roots.

Fang has some connection with the Li family of Qianzhiyuan and is willing to train a foundation-building cultivator for the Li family.
I wonder if Fellow Daoist Li would be willing to donate generously and help out a little."

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After a brief silence, a flash of light appeared on Li Wuhui's fingertips.

The defenseless Yu Shudan groaned and was knocked unconscious.

With her delicate jade hands, she picked up the sunflower needle, and the Moonlight Mirror rose behind her, transforming into a bright moon.

Li Wuhui lifted the white hair at his temples and sighed.

"Friend Fang, I do owe the Li family something.

But you should know that for cultivators like you and me, blood ties, teachers and elders are not as important as the path of cultivation.
At most, after the Li family is wiped out, the Taoist's Qingzhi Tower will be buried with them.
Fang Yi, you should know that I can do this."

"You have misunderstood, my friend. I have no ill intentions."

Fang Yi nodded slightly with a smile on his face. If he really didn't care at all, why would he knock Yu Shudan unconscious?

His dark eyes were like an ancient cold pool, deep and bottomless.

"You and I will join forces to plan Xiaoyuanling, and the Li family's affairs in Qianzhiyuan will be a piece of cake.
As far as Fang knows, the Li family of Qianzhi Garden still has three cultivators with middle-grade spiritual roots. With careful cultivation, they may be able to establish a foundation for Taoism.

After the matter of Xiaoyuanfang Market is over, I will transfer him to Qingzhi Tower and train him well."

"Since you are so kind, I would like to thank you on behalf of the younger generation of our clan."

Li Wuhui looked at Fang Yi deeply, then waved his arm lightly, and a red token shot out.

"Once you have completed the preparations for Xiaoyuanling, please inform me with this Chixuan Order."

Fang Yi took the token, and after Li Wuhui left, he also turned into a ray of light and left.

'The second-level mid-grade black-scaled blood-transforming beast had just been killed, and it was just the right time to find a Yin Vein to feed its Yin Bone.

The matter of Xiaoyuanling cannot be avoided without his intervention.'

One month later.

"Quack! Quack! Quack!"

He had dark skin, was as white as a bamboo pole, and wore a gray robe. He landed on a gray-feathered crow.

His whole body was tense, and he looked at the deep ancient forest with a serious expression. Wisps of dark energy overflowed from the mountain stream.

'I never thought that there was such a Yin Vein three hundred miles away from Xiao Yuanling.

But what use is a mere first-level Yin meridian to that lord?

Bai Shijiu thought about the sound transmission jade talisman that he had secretly obtained a month ago. His eyes were burning and his right hand in his sleeve tightly grasped the sound transmission jade talisman.

He straightened his clothes, held the jade talisman in his hand, spoke respectfully, and bowed his head.

"I am Bai Shijiu, a junior. I have come here on the orders of my senior. I hope Master Corpse will spare some time to meet you."

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One breath, two breaths, a quarter of an hour
A gentle breeze blew through the ancient forest, and in a blink of an eye, Bai Shijiu had been bowing and kneeling for half an hour.

"Could it be that the Corpse Master is not here? Or is that old monster playing a trick on me?"

Bai Shijiu was hesitant. As a Qi training cultivator at the eighth level, he had a certain status in the Baigu Sect.

If what was said in the jade talisman had not been too shocking, he would not have been willing to take the risk.

"Junior Bai Nineteen, please meet the Corpse Master!"

Bai Shijiu spoke loudly again, but the ancient forest was silent.

'Got tricked by that old guy?!
This old weirdo has a weird mind. I wasted all my time washing and bathing, and even smoked myself with the Green Lotus Incense.

It would be best if the old thing were slain by the righteous monks as soon as possible!

He took a deep breath in his heart, straightened his back, took a step forward and prepared to leave.

"who!"

Bai Shijiu was startled and his hair stood on end. Behind him, dozens of pairs of dark green eyes were staring at him silently.

(End of this chapter)