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

Chapter 377 Breaking the Formation, Advancing the Treasure Flag

He must get the spiritual object in this forbidden magic. This spiritual object used to sacrifice to the Bone Demon God can also be used to sacrifice to corpse puppets.

By using the spiritual objects prepared by Qinghuai to sacrifice the Yin Bones of the Nether Corpse, it can be further improved and comparable to the Jindan Seed of the eighth level of Foundation Establishment.

After a while.

Fang Yi withdrew his spiritual consciousness and thought about the message from the Seven Rings.

'This formation is a second-level, mid-grade Yinfeng Formation.

If Xiao Qi uses all his strength, it will take ten days to keep the formation intact and take control.'

After a brief pause, Fang Yi spoke.

"San Hai, give me this token. From now on, you will be in charge of Xiaoyuanling Market."

"Master uncle won't be here in person?"

Master Sanhai was startled and immediately spoke.

"Uncle Master, the competition in this dark market is fierce. Among the cultivators who come to Xiaoyuanling to sell stolen goods, there are quite a few who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

If there is no great cultivator in the late foundation building stage, cultivators doing business in the dark market will come to test the waters within half a year at most."

Master Sanhai paused, and seeing that Fang Yi's expression did not change, he continued speaking cautiously.

"If Master Uncle is interested in the dark market business, the foundation-building cultivators in Xiaoyuan Ridge need to make up for it.
My nephew alone cannot support
If Uncle Master allows, I can gather a few friends to come."

"No need!

The market will naturally continue to operate, and I will send someone to take charge of this late-stage foundation-building cultivator."

Fang Yi's eyes were dim as he rejected Master Sanhai's suggestion to continue inviting monks from the sect.

According to the White Bone Sect's custom, as long as the Xiaoyuanling market offers sufficient offerings, it can obtain the White Bone Sect's protection.

As for who is in charge of the market, he will not interfere.

That's why Fang Yi spent so much energy and made so many plans to eliminate all the foundation-building masters in the market. Why would he cause trouble again?

"As for the lack of ordinary foundation-building monks later..."

Fang Yi turned his head to look at Bai Shijiu, who was feeling uneasy and already knew that his usefulness had been greatly reduced.

He waved his sleeves, and a low-grade foundation-building pill the size of a longan appeared in his hand.

"Nineteen, this foundation-building pill is given to you. If you cannot build your foundation within three years...
You should know that I don't keep useless people among my disciples. Useless people cannot inherit my legacy."

"Yes, I will definitely not let Master down."

Bai Shijiu respectfully took the foundation-building pill, but did not notice the Master Sanhai with fiery eyes behind him.

'Successor? Bai Shijiu is going to inherit the mantle of a fake Dan Zhenren.
According to the old ghost's life span, he will pass away in just over 60 years. This is to pave the way for his successor.
How could I not have such an opportunity! !'

Master Sanhai's eyes turned red with jealousy. The legacy of a fake Dan Zhenren was something that many cultivators desired.

He calculated his own lifespan and felt helpless.

'Although I don't have the opportunity, the younger generations in my clan may have this chance.
This Yin Bone still has at least another sixty years of life left, so we can't let Bai Shijiu take this opportunity all by himself.'

"Uncle Yin Gu, are you interested in accepting me as a disciple?"

With Bai Shijiu looking as if he wanted to eat him alive, Master Sanhai continued to speak.

"Master uncle's cultivation is profound, and this ordinary cultivator will definitely not be able to inherit and carry forward Master uncle's legacy.

It is better to cast a wider net and recruit more disciples. Maybe one or two disciples can forge a mid-level foundation for the Dao."

"What Junior Brother Sanbi said makes sense. I wonder who you have chosen?"

San Hai was delighted to see that Fang Yi did not refuse, and spoke.

"To be a disciple of my uncle, one must have the necessary qualities: aptitude, foundation, and character.

My nephew has a few such cultivators in his mind, but none of them are in Xiaoyuanling.

If Uncle Master is interested in accepting a disciple, I will invite him to come immediately."

"In that case, I'll have to trouble Junior Brother San Hai. However, my identity cannot be revealed."

Fang Yi's eyes were deep, reflecting Bai Shijiu's gritted teeth expression.

He nodded slightly in his heart. Xiaoyuanling Market was already in his hands, except for Li Wuhui who was in charge.

The foundation-building masters in the Bai Gu Sect are indispensable, but this is not a reason for Bai Shijiu to slack off.

The news of his approaching death was leaked intentionally by him.

A fake Dan Zhenren who is nearing the end of his life, has no children and no worries.

Even if his vitality is severely damaged, no blind cultivator will come to provoke him.

In addition, Fang Yi intends to accept more disciples.

There are only a lot of disciples around, fighting fiercely for the inheritance of the mantle.

The person who ultimately benefits is yourself, so why bother about such a good thing?

As for the final winner, what if he still hasn't passed away after sixty years?

After sixty years, Fang Yi had not yet condensed his golden elixir, but he was at least a genuine late-stage foundation-building cultivator.

Just one or two foundation-building disciples may be obedient, but if they are rebellious, they will be nothing more than second-level talents.

"Uncle Master, rest assured! I will never leak the information and let Senior Brother Chishi know."

A look of joy appeared on Sanhai's face, and he was thinking in his heart how many opportunities and benefits he could get in exchange for this.

Seeing this, Fang Yi curled his lips slightly and murmured in his heart.

'In this way, the general trend is set. The fake Dan Zhenren whose cultivation level has fallen will attract the attention and testing of cultivators.

However, if the monk is nearing the end of his life and is willing to inherit his legacy, who knows how many filial sons and grandsons will come to him.

Seven days later.

In the cave under the bone altar, the spiritual power of Wu Earth gathers.

A small silver-white beast, with demonic clouds swirling around it, topaz-colored spiritual light flickering, and a map of mountains and rivers unfolding.

One after another, heavy and ancient runes hung down from the map of mountains and rivers, slowly merging into the dark wind array in the heart of the cave.

As the runes merged into it, the Yinfeng Formation gradually became stained with topaz-colored light.

Fang Yi's sleeves fluttered, his fingertips changing spells, and he worked together with the Seven Rings to refine the magic restrictions in the eyes of the gloomy wind. An hour later, he saw the topaz-colored spiritual light, which completely infected the magic restrictions. Fang Yi's face became serious.

Spiritual light flowed around his body, and endless magic power was continuously poured into the restriction.

"Buzz!"

The stone pillar in the restriction shook, and a brilliant spiritual light shot up into the sky, stirring up waves of spiritual energy.

"Little Seven!"

Fang Yi chuckled softly, and the little silver-white beast understood and offered up three bronze tokens.

The token fell into the center of the formation. Under the stimulation of the Seven Commandments, a series of forbidden runes evolved in the token.

The silver moon sets in the west and a gentle breeze blows.

In the cave, Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and a green thread rolled the three tokens into his hand.

Feeling the connection between the token and the Yinfeng Formation, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

"One master, two replicas, and three formation tokens. I'll keep the master token.

There are two remaining secondary tokens, one for Li Wuhui and one for Bai Shijiu.

With this token, Bai Shijiu can restrain Sanhai.
As for Li Wuhui, he has the Yin Bone Shock and the profit share involved, so he won't be too involved."

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and the three spiritual objects floating in the center of the cave flew into his hands.

"Second-level top-grade red sun bone, second-level top-grade black pine silk"

"This is?"

Fang Yi looked at the last piece of spiritual jade, which was the size of a palm and had green ripples.

"Qingyuan Jade, second-grade top grade! This is a good opportunity for Qinghuai.

This item is probably the biggest confidence for his sacrifice to the Bone Demon God."

Qingyuan Jade is a spiritual object with wood attribute. Although it is called spiritual jade, it is actually condensed from spiritual wood.

This object contains vast vitality of plants and trees, and is a top-level spiritual object for refining wood-attribute magical instruments.

Just one piece in your hand is enough to be the main material for a top-grade magic weapon.

In the "White Bone Demon God Method", the five elements of spiritual objects are used as the main materials to sacrifice and refine the corresponding white bone demon god.

This wood-attributed spiritual object corresponds to the method of refining wood spirits.

"With the Qing Yuan Jade in hand, I can use it to refine the Qing Lian Bao Se Flag, which is enough to further improve its rank.
A top-grade defensive magical weapon is a great opportunity. Qinghuai is truly my great opportunity."

Fang Yi waved his sleeves and raised the Green Lotus Flag.

The blue lotus flag moved without wind, and the flag was extremely gorgeous. Strands of spiritual light gathered and turned into lush green lotuses hanging down.

"change!"

Fang Yi let out a light sigh, and the magic gestures at his fingertips changed.

The green lotus turned into a sea of ​​lotus, swaying in the air, and the Qingyuan jade, which was surrounded by the vitality, was wrapped in it.

"The Blue Lotus Treasure Color Flag, when refined with the Wood Refining Method, still retains its vitality. This way of refining will save a lot of effort!"

A quarter of an hour later.

Fang Yi's face was serious, and he used his slender hands with distinct joints to cast spells one after another.

One after another, ancient and verdant marks danced on the fingertips and finally fell into the lotus sea.

"Precious Blue Lotus Technique! Quick!"

The lotus sea sways and turns into a blue lotus flag, which will continue to refine the Qingyuan Jade.

Finally, it turned into a green lotus with hundreds of petals. One petal unfolded and withered, wrapping the Qingyuan Jade inside.

As the lotus petals grow, open and close, strands of lush green vitality are extracted.

Every time a bit of vitality is extracted, a leaf of the Hundred-Leaf Green Lotus blooms, and the magical prohibitions within it continue to evolve.

Outside the cave, the bright sun rose in the east and the silver moon set in the west. In the blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed.

In Xiaoyuanling Market, in a pavilion with carved railings and jade bricks, Li Wuhui was wearing a red robe.

He looked towards the center of the town thoughtfully, a breath of energy was drawn out, and strands of precious light evolved.

"Is this a ritual artifact? Is Old Ghost Fang really so open about his actions?"

She turned her eyes and looked at the many cultivators in the market, with either concerns or envy in their eyes.

'So this is to intimidate these monks who come to sell stolen goods.
But this kind of power? Another top-grade magical weapon, this old Xuanwu must be very wealthy.'

In the cave.

Fang Yi sat cross-legged, supported by a green auspicious cloud.

Looking at the hundred-petal green lotus transformed from the Green Lotus Treasure Flag, it was continuously refining the Qingyuan Jade.

Now only a thumb-sized jade heart remains, brimming with life.

"Nine magical restrictions, the quality of the Hundred-Leaf Green Lotus used to refine the treasure flag is a little poor, and it failed to completely refine the Qingyuan Jade.
Fortunately, there is a remedy.”

Fang Yi's mind moved, and the Ruins Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner was activated. Green and gray spiritual light flowed, transforming into a Withering and Flourishing Tai Chi diagram.

"The four seasons rotate, and there is a way to prosperity and decline!"

Fang Yi sang softly.

A three-headed, six-armed demon god with a crown of creation on his head and a dark green robe of hundreds of trees stepped out from the treasure banner.

Ancient runes appeared on the demon's exposed skin.

"Xiao Yimu Divine Light, fall!"

The demon god waved his six arms, and a lush green light fell. The hundred-petal green lotus grew a circle larger in just a few breaths.

Several strands of vitality were also absorbed from the Qingyuan Jade.

Seeing this, Fang Yi pointed his finger and a small ray of decayed divine light shot out.

"One withering and the other flourishing, that is the right way!"

(End of this chapter)