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

Chapter 369: Spying on the Secret and Taking Action

"Zheng!"

With a sound of sword sound, the flying bone sword slashed out again.

Upon seeing this, the seventy-year-old monk used his chicken claw-like hands to inhale and exhale spiritual light, and smoke from his pipe, a magical instrument, curled up as he smashed it down towards the flying bone sword.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The sound of metal clashing echoed on the fighting stage, and two magical weapons, one black and one white, collided endlessly in the air.

In just a few breaths, the seventy-year-old cultivator felt that his pipe magic weapon was damaged, and his expression suddenly changed.

"A top-grade mid-grade magical weapon?"

Bai Shijiu smiled and slapped his storage bag. A claw-shaped magic weapon made of white bones was raised.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by a majestic tiger roar, which came from the mouth of the Red Flame Tiger Puppet, the seventy-year-old monk's face froze and his magic power became unstable.

The white bone flying sword discovered the flaw and cut off one of his arms.

"A first-class top-level spirit puppet? Damn it! Uncle Sanhai, disciple."

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered everywhere, and a pale bone claw magic weapon emerged from the chest of the seventy-year-old monk.

"Another top-tier, mid-grade magical weapon?"

Looking at the old monk who died with his eyes open after being ambushed by the bone claw magic weapon, Bai Shijiu curled his lips slightly.

Three years ago, Fang Yi gave him a complete skeleton of a first-level top-level red flame tiger monster.

He took the hardest spine and refined the flying bone sword again.

He then took four more tiger claws and refined them together to create a mid-grade bone claw magic weapon. The remaining tiger head was used to refine the puppet again.

A great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building can increase his combat power sharply by showing a little bit of advantage. Among the cultivators of Qi training, he is already the best one.

Beside the white bone platform, the gray-robed and sturdy Master Sanhai saw another monk being killed.

His whole body turned pale as he stepped onto the bone platform.

"Junior Brother Bai Nineteen, do you still want to fight for the position of Inner Treasury Steward?
Junior Brother Hei Xin assists Senior Brother Qing Huai in managing the inner treasury, and he is quite dissatisfied with your ignorance of the rules."

"Thank you for your concern, Uncle Master. I value the position of Inner Treasury Steward very much.
As for Master Hei Xin, Bai Jiu is about to establish his foundation, I don’t have much time left, and I can’t worry about so many things.”

After saying that, Bai Shijiu was quite perceptive and took out a three-foot-long demon bone from his sleeve.

Master Sanhai's spiritual light flashed, he weighed the quality of the spiritual bones in his sleeves, and nodded with satisfaction.

"With the ninth level of Qi training, Nineteenth Junior Brother is interested in the contribution of guarding the inner treasury and is planning to exchange it for the sect's foundation-building spiritual objects?

That's not bad.

There is a rule in the sect that we, the foundation-building masters, are not allowed to interfere in your disputes before you, the cultivators of your generation, reach the age of sixty.

Otherwise, I might accept you as my disciple."

"Thank you, Uncle Sanhai, for your consideration. It is my humble origins that have led me to lack the opportunity."

Bai Shijiu sighed, seeming to be very regretful.

He knew very well that as an old enemy, Bai Jiu had a solid foundation and profound background.

I heard that there is an opportunity, and I am 70% to 80% sure of establishing the foundation of Taoism this time.

This Master San Hai is only a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building. How could he offend a fellow cultivator in the foundation building stage for his own sake?

'Fortunately, I had another opportunity and became a disciple of Master Yin Gu.

Although this will inevitably lead to conflict with Master Chishi in the future, it is also a great opportunity.'

Spiritual light surged around Bai Shijiu, and the red tiger puppet was surrounded by fire.

"Are there any fellow disciples who would like to ask for advice? If not, I would be remiss in declining the position of steward of the Xiaoyuanling inner treasury."

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Beneath the white bone platform, there was a deathly silence among the crowd of monks.

Although there are many White Bone Sect monks hanging around in Xiaoyuanling, there are also several foundation-building seeds who have reached the ninth level of Qi training.

However, the cultivation and combat power displayed by Bai Shijiu now is already the best among the Qi-cultivating cultivators.

Even if the foundation-building seed takes action, victory is difficult to guarantee. Although the position of the inner treasury deacon is quite lucrative.

But it was not high enough to force a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi training to fight for his life or death. Otherwise, Bone Sixteen would not have taken over.

A quarter of an hour later.

"The big thing has been decided. Next, let's see how badly Qing Huai has been injured by the red corpse."

Fang Yi wore a jade crown on his head, a green wooden robe, a jade belt around his waist, and gently waved a folding fan in his hand.

He was full of nobility, dressed as a young master from a wealthy family, and mingled in the dark alleys of Xiaoyuanling.

Xiaoyuanling Anfang, although called Anfang, there are many monks coming and going.

Fang Yi swept his spiritual sense around and found several people who looked like himself, dressed like noblemen, hugging female cultivators who were scantily clad and had seductive eyes.

It is immoral for male and female monks to be affectionate in public.

A strong smell of powder lingered in the air, and green light circulated around Fang Yi's body, isolating the Qi.

He glanced at several monks with murderous expressions on their faces, and some memories came to his mind.

"The demon sects of the world are one family. This is a familiar smell."

An hour later.

In a cave, Fang Yi waved his hand and took out a small bag of low-grade spirit stones, and asked the charming female cultivator behind him to retreat.

"Fellow Daoist Tu, I am quite satisfied with this cave. This is my reward."

"As long as Mr. Xu is satisfied."

Tu Qingqing twisted her slender waist and took the spirit stone with her delicate hands.

Feeling the weight of the silk bag, she smiled charmingly, her breath as sweet as orchid. "Master Xu, do you still need my service?
Young Master is a rare talent, even if you throw yourself at my expense, I will still be willing to do so."

"Oh?"

Seeing Tu Qingqing pestering him endlessly, Fang Yi knew that she was attracted by his financial strength.

His eyes turned cold, and his gaze swept over her plump figure and the whiteness of her chest like a poisonous snake.

“Miss Tu, if you are willing to be a cauldron, please serve me well.

This young master will never let you down."

"Mr. Xu, you're joking. I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

Tu Qingqing shuddered when Fang Yi's sticky gaze swept over her, knowing that the cultivator in front of her was not an inexperienced young man.

But it is a hungry wolf that can eat itself cleanly. How could it dare to stay?

Seeing the graceful female cultivator leave, Fang Yi shook his head slightly. In this secret market, one must demonstrate sufficient cultivation and financial resources.

Only in this way can one shock others, even though one has restrained oneself and only displays the qualities of a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training.

But this was not during the auction. He was already the top cultivator in the Dark Market.

While bringing convenience, it will also attract many female practitioners.

"If it were any other time, it would be fine, just a new cauldron.

Right now, I have important matters to attend to, and I don’t have the time to bother with you.”

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and several formation flags flew out. Clouds and mist surged, and a series of magical bans appeared, sealing off the cave.

After exploring the cave inch by inch with his spiritual sense, Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and put the "Life and Death Sutra" into full operation.

"rise!"

The banner of withering and flourishing in the ruins world fluttered, and the twelve magical prohibitions lit up one by one, and ancient spiritual characters flowed on the banner.

Fang Yi's fingertips changed the magic formula, and in the Ruins Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner, the twelve magic bans merged into one, and a lush green treasure ban flashed by.

The secret method of Mu Dao: Ku Rong Qi Exploration Technique
Puppet Dao Secret Method: Xiaosou Tianzhen Method
Invisible waves rippled. With the help of a quasi-magic weapon, Fang Yi performed several secret techniques in succession to spy on the situation in the market.

After a stick of incense.

The spiritual light dimmed, and Fang Yi's face turned pale. Even though he used his natal treasure to explore the secret market in Xiaoyuanling, it still consumed a lot of energy.

Think about the feedback brought by the Xiaosou Tianzhen method and the qi brought by the Kurong Tanqi method.

“This Master Qing Huai was seriously injured by the red corpse.

Even if he tried his best to conceal it, in order to suppress the entire Dark Square, the aura he displayed could reveal a lot of his background."

Fang Yi's eyes were deep, like an ancient cold pool, deep and terrifying.

"That's easy to do."

Seven days later.

Three hundred miles away from Xiaoyuanling, in a cave.

"Master, the matter you asked me to look into regarding Master Qing Huai and the transfer of spiritual materials from the Xiaoyuan Ridge treasury has now yielded results."

Bai Shijiu looked up cautiously, suppressing the excitement in his heart. Three years ago, he had already reached the ninth level of Qi training.

Now he has tasted a lot of sweetness.

If we occupy Xiaoyuanling, we can save a lot of effort in preparing spiritual objects or refining magical instruments.

Taking out a jade slip from the storage bag, Bai Shijiu respectfully handed it to Fang Yi.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and a ray of gray spiritual light swept it into his palm.

"A large-scale mobilization of spiritual objects from the inner treasury? It seems that Master Qinghuai is going to make a big move."

Xiaoyuanling Inner Treasury is the core part of the entire market town. I had gone there before to confirm that Bai Shijiu had completely taken over the position of deacon.

"Bone puppet?"

Fang Yi recalled the contents of the jade slip, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

Decades have passed since the Yin Bone fell into his hands, and the information hidden in the soul has long been explored.

"The White Bone Demon God Method" is one of the two third-level inheritances in the White Bone Sect. The most outstanding of them is the method of refining the White Bone Demon God.

Different from the puppetry inheritance obtained by Fang Yi, it originated from the Guifu Shengong Pavilion and is profound, broad, and full of mysteries.

The Bone Demon God created by the Bone Demon God ritual requires unique materials, but the qualifications required are not high.

As long as the cultivator practices this method, he can sacrifice and refine his own natal bone puppet.

The best bone puppets are made from blood relatives of the same clan or their own descendants, and are trained from a young age. They are fed with spiritual liquid made from the bones of monsters day and night to temper their bodies, nourish their vitality, and engrave secret characters.

A cultivator who practices Qigong has first-order bone material, and one who builds a foundation for the Dao has second-order bone material.

As for the third-grade bone material, as far as Yin Gu knows, there has never been one since the founding of the Bai Gu Sect.

Fang Yi asked.

"Master Qinghuai, have any of your family members trained to the Foundation Establishment stage? Have you mobilized any Bone Dao spiritual objects?"

“That’s not the case.

Following Master's instructions, I have paid attention to the many bone-related spiritual materials in Xiaoyunling.

Master Qing Huai did not deliberately conceal the truth; he must have used a medium-level method to refine the bone puppet."

There was admiration in Bai Shijiu's eyes. Although his master's cultivation had declined and his life was coming to an end, he would not live long.

But he is worthy of being the fake Dan Zhenren, he hit the vital point with just one move.

If he had not paid attention to the entry and exit of spiritual medicines in the warehouse in Xiaoyuanling, how could he have known such a secret without any risk?

"Medium method?" Fang Yi raised his eyes slightly.

The medium-sized bone puppets are made of slightly inferior materials, mostly from fellow monks or the skeletons of monsters.

His mind was full of thoughts.

'According to previous observations, Qing Huai was seriously injured by the red corpse. Now he is so eager. What kind of opportunity did he get?

Or, is there any crisis?
However, as long as he is willing to leave Xiaoyuanling, there will be no need for the formation to help him.

Let Li Wuhui take a few more shots and test the waters. Then we will know whether we can take this opportunity or not.'

(End of this chapter)