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

Chapter 375: Green Snake Has a Helper, Dark Market

"My two Taoist friends, please do as you please. We'll see each other again in a month."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, and after the two beams of light left, he looked towards the southeast corner.

Xiao Yuanling was involved in the development of his power, the collection of spiritual objects, and the planning of the future position of the head of Xuanyang Mountain. He had made sufficient preparations and had a backup plan.

"Junior Brother Xu, I'm grateful for your support this time."

"Haha, Brother Fang, we have been friends for many years, don't take these little things to heart."

Xu Qingshe showed up, wearing a scarlet flame robe, holding an ancient furnace of heaven and earth, with spiritual fire dancing and slowly turning.

He looked at Li Wuhui and Yin Gu who were walking away with some fear. After pondering for a moment, he began to persuade them.

"Brother Fang, I don't know what grudge you have with Master Qinghuai, and why you joined forces with others to kill him.

But brother, please remember to be careful of the female cultivator who uses the golden needle magic weapon.

The cultivator called Yin Gu was fine, with a cultivation level of the seventh foundation building stage. He was an ordinary cultivator in the late foundation building stage, and the quality of his Dao foundation was at best medium grade.

Whether it's my senior brother or my junior brother, we will surpass him one day. But you, a beautiful female cultivator, are different."

Xu Qingshe thought of Li Wuhui's ghostly figure, the incarnation of heaven and man around him, and the flowing yin and yang energy.

He glanced at the bronze ring on his finger, thought about what 'Old Chen' had told him, shook his head slightly, and gave serious instructions.

"Just now, when Qing Huai broke the magic barrier and forcibly increased the power of my life magic, Junior Brother was ready to take action.

He should have noticed it at that time
This kind of strange aura, Junior Brother seems to have seen something in an ancient book. If it is really unfortunate that Junior Brother guessed it right,

Xu Qingshe paused, his expression looking extremely strange.

"Brother, although you now have several concubines and maids, you don't have a Taoist companion.

But I promised my junior brother that even if the female cultivator is beautiful and charming, you should not become her Taoist partner.
Brother Fang, you must remember this!"

"Become a Taoist couple?"

Fang Yi's heart twitched. Although he had practiced for two lifetimes and experienced many hardships, his taste was still normal.

He also has a copy of the remaining fragments of "The Great Method of Heavenly Transformation".

He knew exactly what Li Wuhui's background was.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Xu, I took action this time because of the favor promised by Yin Bone, and it has nothing to do with that female cultivator.

Now that this matter is over, I will return to Qingzhi Tower and will not entangle with them any further."

“It’s good that you know what’s going on, brother.

Junior brother, please go ahead and do something important. If you need anything later, please let me know."

Xu Qingshe pondered for a moment and then spoke.

"Senior Brother lives in Fengling Fairy City. I'd appreciate your care for Miss Guanguan in Feihua Tower.

He failed in his attempt to establish his foundation the other day, which damaged his roots, and he doesn't want to see me."

"Chu Guanguan? Is his foundation damaged?"

Fang Yi nodded in agreement. He and Xu Qingshe had been friends for many years, and this was just a small matter.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Xu, I will treat him after returning to Fengling Fairy City.

However, after two failed attempts at building a foundation, I am afraid that I will never be able to build a foundation again.

Junior Brother, do you want me to take him to Qingzhi Tower to live out his days, or do you want me to keep him in Feihua Tower?"

"Stay in Qingzhi Tower. After all, Qigong cultivators are different from Foundation Establishment cultivators like us. Their lifespan is limited.
She doesn't want to see me, but it's fate after all."

Xu Qingshe sighed, feeling mixed emotions.

He also didn't expect that with the help of two mid-grade foundation-building pills and a superior cave, Chu Guanguan was able to practice again, the body-refining method he had specially sought out.

In this way, the foundation has failed and the foundation has been severely damaged.

"Is it placed in Qingzhi Tower? Senior Brother knows."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, knowing that this Xu Qingshe was probably the first one to see someone close to him being cut off from the path and sitting there waiting to die.

"Junior Brother Xu, the path of cultivation is like this. Every step is difficult and dangerous. One wrong move can lead to a complete failure.

Fellow Daoist Guan Guan, you have been able to impact your Dao foundation twice. I wonder how many cultivators you have surpassed.

Just do your best, Junior Brother."

"Junior brother, I know this, but Guan Guan is ultimately with me."

Xu Qingshe's expression was complicated. After a while, he bowed and took out a jade bottle from his arms.

"Brother Fang, this jade bottle contains a mid-grade foundation-building pill.

This time, I'll trouble you to take care of Guan Guan, if he still intends to break through to the foundation-building stage.

Regardless of whether it is possible to succeed or not, please, Senior Brother, hand this Foundation Establishment Pill to her."

Fang Yi frowned and began to persuade.

"Junior Brother Xu, you have to think clearly. This foundation-building pill is very valuable. It's okay if Junior Brother doesn't care.

But Fellow Daoist Guan Guan failed twice in his attempts to establish his foundation. Every attempt to establish his foundation consumed his three treasures: essence, energy, and spirit.

After failing twice, if I try to build my foundation again, I will almost die."

"I have made up my mind. Senior Brother, there is no need to persuade me anymore. If Guan Guan is interested in breaking through to the foundation-building stage, then it is up to her.

Although the hope is slim, if it can be accomplished, everyone will be happy.
If it doesn’t work out, that’s also what he has chosen.”

Xu Qingshe's face was dazed, his heart was surging, and the anger around him seemed to dim.

"Anyway, thank you, Senior Brother. If Guan Guan is not interested in building a foundation, this foundation-building pill will be given to you."

"So, Senior Brother understands."

Fang Yi took the jade bottle, his eyes deep as he watched Xu Qingshe leave, as if he was looking at his own shadow from long ago.

After a while, he sighed.

“The road to immortality is long, and time is ruthless. I wonder how many people can make it to the end.”

Three days later.

Xiaoyuanling, a hundred miles east, is in a cave.

Fang Yi sat cross-legged, with magic power in his hands flowing out, constantly washing the spiritual imprint in the storage bag.

After a while, the spiritual light on the storage bag dimmed, and the mark left by Master Qinghuai was completely washed away.

"Crash!"

Fang Yi tilted his storage bag, and pills, talismans, and jade boxes of magical instruments poured out one by one. He counted the proceeds. "Thirty mid-grade spirit stones, three bottles of second-grade pills, and one second-grade low-grade Yinhuai tree.

Three second-grade, mid-grade beast bones, but unfortunately they didn’t come from the same demon beast.”

"Crack!"

"kindness?"

Fang Yi opened the last soul-sealing jade box and looked at the longan-sized pill lying in the box, his eyes lit up.

"A low-grade foundation-building pill?

This is the spiritual item Qing Huai prepared for his new subordinates to build their foundation, and now it's a bargain for me."

Fang Yi's mind moved, and he fell into the corpse-collecting land of Kuruo Small Cave, holding a bronze axe and on the body of Yin Gu, which was breathing in and out corpse energy.

He waved his sleeves, and a ray of spiritual light rolled up. The locust tree fell into the ground where corpses were piled up, took root, and absorbed and exhaled Yin energy.

Fang Yi put away many spiritual objects, and then took out a ghostly bone sword, which was surrounded by a ghostly green light.

This Ghost Bone Sword is a top-grade magical weapon with eleven magical prohibitions.

During the fight, three of the magic bans were destroyed by Qinghuai, and now only eight magic bans remain.

“It’s a pity to eat chicken ribs and throw them away.”

Fang Yi shook his head slightly, waved his sleeve, and the Ghost Bone Sword fell into the mire of flesh and blood filled with corpses.

As the Yin Bone inhaled and exhaled, streams of corpse qi fell onto the sword, repeatedly cleansing and soaking the mark within it.

"After some hard work, I'll see if it can be transformed into an embryonic form and then I'll refine it again. If not, I'll discuss other things."

Seven days later.

Xiaoyuanling is shrouded in gloomy air.

"Ga! Ga! Ga!"

Hundreds of gray-feathered crows stood on the dead ancient trees, staring at the monks passing by with their scarlet eyes.

In an ancient building, Sanhai was wearing a gray robe and had a strong body, but he was pacing back and forth with an anxious look on his face.

After a while, a thin figure walked into the building.

Bai Shijiu picked up the news from the jade talisman and suppressed the joy in his heart.

He bowed and said
"Disciple Bai Shijiu, greetings to Uncle Sanhai."

Sanhai paused, narrowed his eyes slightly, and spoke in a sinister voice with the aura of a foundation-building master surging.

"Bai Shijiu, you sent a message saying you had something important to report, saying there was news about Senior Brother Qinghuai. Is this true?"

"Absolutely true!"

Bai Shijiu took out a fist-sized piece of spiritual iron from his storage bag, on which a pale spiritual light was flowing.

"Uncle Sanjie, look at this."

"This is?"

San Hai's face was startled, and he repeatedly explored with his spiritual sense. After a while, he spoke hesitantly.

"Is this Senior Brother Qinghuai's protective magical weapon, the White Bone Tower?
This treasure is one of the best among the top-grade defensive magic tools. How could it have ended up like this?"

As a forging monk, Master Sanhai has practiced for more than a hundred years and is also a wise and knowledgeable person.

He hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Bai Shijiu, who asked you to deliver this thing? You are so bold as to dare to attack my White Bone Sect monks!"

The Three-Body Master's magical power surged out, and a huge bony hand stretched out, trying to grab Bai Shijiu.

"Let me search his soul to see who dares to do this!"

The large bony hand had distinct joints, and its five fingers seemed to be moving slowly but were actually moving quickly to grab Bai Shijiu.

Master Sanhai made up his mind that if any big shot attacked Qinghuai, he would immediately notify the monks in his sect.

If Qinghuai encounters an accident, it will try to swallow it.

No matter what the outcome is, Bai Shijiu, who knows the inside story, cannot be left behind.

"Uncle Sanjie, spare my life!"

Bai Shijiu's magical power surged around him, but he had almost no power to resist under the lock of the foundation-building cultivator.

"Uncle Sanjie, aren't you afraid of being pursued by the powerful person who killed Master Qinghuai?"

"Pursuit?"

San Hai sneered, and his huge bony hand slowly retracted under Bai Shijiu's desperate gaze.

"If there really is such a great man, he would have come to our door long ago. Who wouldn't be greedy for the many spiritual objects and elixirs in Xiaoyuan Ridge?
Moreover, if such a person really existed, how could a mere Qi-cultivating cultivator like you take him seriously?"

Bai Shijiu turned pale as he took the dark green spiritual light from the Three-Body Master's hand and directed it towards himself.

After a cultivator's soul is searched, even if he survives, his sea of ​​consciousness will be completely destroyed, and he will become stupid and foolish.

He closed his eyes and shouted.

"Master, save me!"

"Master?"

San Hai was slightly startled, and then the spiritual light in his hand stopped. If the big shot who killed Qing Huai really accepted Bai Shijiu as his disciple, he would not dare to offend him.

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There was silence in the ancient building. After a quarter of an hour, seeing that no cultivator had appeared yet, Master Sanhai's face became ferocious.

"You little brat, how dare you play tricks on me? I wanted to give you a good time, but now, I want you to enjoy it!"

The big hand surrounded by dark green light stretched out again, and a fierce look flashed in Bai Shijiu's eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Sanbi, why do you have to hurt this old disciple?"

A hoarse voice sounded, and a white-haired monk came from outside the building.

With a wave of his sleeves, a thick and rotten corpse aura gushed out from the Ruins of the World withered and flourishing banner in his sleeves.

The gray-black corpse cloud surged and transformed into a skinny, corpse-spotted hand.

The big hand has distinct joints, surrounded by a dark green fire, and the five fingers seem to be closing slowly but actually quickly.

"boom!"

(End of this chapter)