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

Chapter 392: Knock, three parties join forces

Sanhai felt a little uneasy.

It is rare to meet a cultivator who is proficient in the art of offering sacrifices to corpse princesses. He has carefully selected his dream lover, but if he misses this opportunity, he doesn't know when he will have another chance.

Seeing this, Fang Yi pondered for a moment. Xiaoyuanling's secret photo shoot would eventually require Sanhai's help, so he could give him some benefits.

Sanhai, you had previously boasted that you would invite all of your fellow Taoists to this secret photo shoot.

Now, apart from a few cultivators in the early stage of foundation building, you haven’t invited any of them, including the old bandit leaders from the Beast Taming Chen family and Wulong Mountain who are in the middle stage of foundation building.”

"Uncle Master, the disciple is gone."

Master Sanhai looked anxious and wanted to speak to defend himself, but under Fang Yi's cloudy gaze, his lips moved several times and he dared not say anything more.

"Three Bones." Fang Yi spoke lightly, with a murderous aura emanating from his body. The temperature in the White Bone Building and the floating water vapor seemed to be melting snow and condensing into frost.

Master Sanhai's heart trembled, and he felt extremely regretful.

He had been looking at the old monster in front of him with a kind face for so long that he almost forgot that this was a fake Dan Zhenren who had fought his way out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

"Pfft!"

Master Sanhai knelt down and began to apologize.

"Uncle Master, please don't blame me. I was blinded by evil spirits for a moment and had no other intentions."

"Ta! Ta! Ta"

Fang Yi tapped lightly with his index finger, and the crisp sound stirred Sanhai's heartstrings.

Time passed slowly, and the brocade robe of Master Sanhai, who was kneeling on the ground, was gradually wet with cold sweat.

Master Zhuji has built a foundation for the Tao and his Dharma body is pure, so this shouldn't have happened. But after offending Fang Yi, one wonders what he was thinking.

San Hai absolutely did not dare to use his magic power to avoid adding fuel to the fire and making Fang Yi unhappy again.

In the demonic world, the hierarchy is determined by cultivation level. Even if this fake Dan Zhenren's cultivation level has fallen, he is not someone who can be offended by a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.

A light laugh was heard, and Fang Yi's hoarse voice sounded.

"San Hai, since you work for me, I will not treat you unfairly.

However, you need to change your temperament. I was injured by the Nine Colds of Xuanyang Mountain and have been cultivating myself these days. I will not take it to heart.
If other masters in the sect saw you being so clueless, they would be shocked. "

Fang Yi's tone gradually lowered. "Your practice of the 'Red Face and White Bones Contemplation' is a good material for offering sacrifices to the White Bone Demon God."

When Master Sanhai saw that Fang Yi had no intention of taking action, he felt relieved and hurriedly replied respectfully.

"Disciple understands, thank you for your generosity, uncle."

Seeing that Sanhai had been beaten clean, Fang Yi spoke to comfort him.

“However, this old man always rewards those who have made contributions.

Although the Xiaoyuanling secret auction was not successful, it did achieve some results.

I can’t give you all three corpse concubines, but I can give you one.”

"Thank you for the reward, ancestor."

Master Sanhai showed surprise on his face. He thought that he was lucky that he would not be punished for his slip of the tongue and offended the immortal.

Unexpectedly, there was a sudden turn of events, and he was able to obtain a precious corpse.

San Hai hurriedly took out a coffin from the storage bag, and his magic power fluctuated slightly.

"Click."

The coffin was opened, and a female cultivator wearing a translucent gauze dress, with a plump figure and closed brows, was lying inside.

"Thank you, Master, for your help."

Fang Yi looked at Sanhai with a nervous expression and sighed in his heart, knowing that his cultivation path had come to an end. Although he had established his foundation, its value was limited.

On the path of cultivation, you absorb and exhale spiritual energy, nourish the original magic power, transform the essence of life, and eventually live as long as the sky and remain eternally young as the earth.

Therefore, the method of absorbing and exhaling spiritual energy is quite important. The method affects the cultivator, and the cultivator will also change the method.

Practitioners with different qualifications and talents often obtain very different results when practicing the same technique.

There must be a reason why the Bai Gu Sect's secret third-level skill, "Zhu Yan Bai Gu Guan", can be spread within the sect.

[Viewing the Red Face and White Bones], meditate on the red face and understand the white bones, use the beautiful appearance to sharpen the mind and temper the soul.

Only after achieving great success can one advance to the stage of Dan-forming. From then on, one will not be deceived by magic.

Like Sanhai, although he practiced the [Contemplation of Red Face and White Bones], he was seduced by beauty, and at the very least, his cultivation did not make any progress.

In serious cases, one can transform into a Jindan Zhenren and become an auxiliary material for refining one's own magic weapon.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and many spiritual objects such as Ten Refined Bones, Rouge Fragrance, and Small Green Root flew out of the storage bag.

"rise!"

A gray spiritual flame danced, enveloping many spiritual objects.

The ten refined bones melted, the small green roots turned into spiritual silk, and the fragrance of rouge rose.

"change!"

Fang Yi's skinny hands were beating, and many spiritual objects were refined into the plump female body in the coffin.

Half an hour later.

Looking at the corpse girl in front of him with skin as white as cream, bright eyes and luxuriant hair, Master Sanhai's eyes were filled with fascination.

He hurriedly put away the jade coffin, not wanting Fang Yi to take a peek at it again.

Fang Yi's expression was calm. As long as San Hai could do what he asked him to do, some of his quirks could be tolerated.

After all, the inheritance he obtained from the Guifu Shengong Pavilion included many puppet masters who used their own bodies to refine puppets and became their Taoist partners.

"San Hai, I, the old man, will refine the corpse princess for you. You should work hard afterwards. The remaining two corpse princesses will depend on how you handle them."

Seeing the excitement on Master Sanhai's face, Fang Yi waved his hands.

"If you have nothing else to do, please leave."

In the Chen family, a family of beast tamers, the vegetation is lush and the spirit beasts frolic on the towering peaks.

A simple and elegant hall, with carved beams and painted buildings, and high eaves, was surrounded by a lingering demonic aura. Inside the hall, Chen Dayong's face lit up with joy as he watched the gorgeous female cultivator emerge from the escaping light.

He wore a red dragon crown and a robe with cloud sleeves and dragon pattern. His eyes swept over several foundation-building masters with powerful auras sitting on sandalwood chairs in the hall.

“All the influential cultivators in this area of ​​several hundred miles have already arrived.

The reason why I invited all of you fellow Taoists to come here today should be clear."

Chen Dayong sat on a tiger-skin throne with a majestic figure, spinning a red glass bead in his hand.

"Seven days ago, San Hai from Xiao Yuan Ling came to visit me and offered me the second-tier spiritual medicine Wu Ying Qi Han Gao as bait, inviting me to participate in Xiao Yuan Ling's secret sale.

I believe all of you fellow Taoists are like this as well."

Xu Shan and Zhong Gui, who came here from Wulong Mountain, looked at each other, and Xu Shan spoke.

"Xiaoyuanling's secret auction is also the best in Fenglingxian City's dark market.

After Qing Huai was injured by Jiuqu Zhenren's disciples in Fengling Fairy City several years ago, his status has dropped several notches."

Xu Shan stroked his three-foot-long beard and spoke with a smile.

"Xiaoyuanling is having another secret auction this time, and Xu is quite looking forward to it. A second-level cold-repelling medicine is really a big deal.
In the past, this Five Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment was monopolized by the so-called famous and upright sects. People only heard of it but never saw it in person.

This time, I will definitely buy a few bottles to explore the secret realm of Hanling."

The glass bead Chen Dayong was playing with paused, his eyes swept over Xu Shan, and finally fell on Zhong Gui who was standing beside him.

"Fellow Daoist Zhong Gui, do you think the same?"

Zhong Gui spoke calmly. "What Brother Xu Shan thinks is also what I think.

The second-grade spiritual medicine Five Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment is precious. The Qingzhi Tower in Fengling Fairy City is closely watched by the foundation-building monks from Xuanyang Mountain, Bishui Pavilion, and Tiandaowu.

If you miss this opportunity, you won’t know when you’ll have another chance.”

"Since the Cold Spirit Secret Realm was created, those powerful forces have relied on this Cold Spirit Ointment to stay ahead of us."

Seeing Xu Shan and Zhong Gui pretending to be ignorant even though they knew the truth, Chen Dayong's face tightened slightly.

He knew that these two people did this to seek benefits from him. If they intended to go to Xiaoyuanling for a secret photo shoot, why would they come to the Chen family?

Chen Dayong's mind moved, and he looked at the lady Hua who was dressed in pink and had a graceful figure.

"Madam Hua, I wonder what Changlefang and Master Chunyue think?"

"idea?"

Madam Hua snorted coldly and used her slender hands to lift up the black hair at her temples.

"Xu Shan and Zhong Gui, why do you two Daoists have to act so hypocritical?

If you two really wanted to return to the past when the old ghost Qing Huai suppressed everything, you wouldn't have come to see Fellow Daoist Chen Dayong."

"Madam Hua, you've misunderstood. What's wrong with Master Qinghuai being in charge of Xiaoyuanling?
I really miss the Xiaoyuanling back then, where all the spiritual objects were available and selling stolen goods was easy.
Even the female cultivators in the Zuimeng Pavilion are quite to my taste, but it’s a pity that the Zuimeng Pavilion has changed its owner now.”

"Old man, what do you mean?" Hua Niangzi felt sore, her brows furrowed, and a long silk magic weapon appeared in her hand.

"Mrs. Hua misunderstood. Xu was just feeling a little emotional."

Xu Shanhun didn't care about what Hua Niangzi said, although he didn't want Xiaoyuanling to rise again.

But he was unwilling to fight with the Foundation Establishment Master in Xiaoyuanling if there was no benefit at all.

Chen Dayong knew that if he didn't take some drastic measures, these two old foxes would definitely not give in.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, Fellow Daoist Zhong, I invited you all here because I'm prepared to confront Xiao Yuanling.
But fellow Taoists, don't think of staying out of this."

Chen Dayong waved his sleeves and a photo-recording bead flew out.

As the magic power penetrated into it, the scene of dozens of monks fighting emerged.

"What is this?" Xu Shan's expression changed, and he suddenly spoke. "Fellow Daoist Chen, what do you mean by this?"

Chen Dayong was confident and with a flick of his finger, the image on the photo bead stopped.

"After Master Qing Huai passed away, fellow Daoists Hei Xin and Hui Ju also disappeared.

I heard that some cultivators had their eyes on several sacred sites under Xiao Yuanling and looted them.
I am a cultivator of the Chen family, skilled in commanding spirit beasts, and was fortunate to have some success."

Chen Dayong's magic power surged, and the figure of the monk who was driving the magic sword on the image bead quickly enlarged.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, why does this Tribulation Cultivator look so much like your fifth disciple?

And this one.”

Chen Dayong's fingertips flickered, and a cultivator with a ferocious face, somewhat similar to Zhong Gui, appeared on the photo bead.

"Fellow Daoist Zhong Gui, this Jie Xiu is so audacious that he actually pretended to be your descendant."

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In the hall with carved railings and jade bricks, it was unusually quiet, and Chen Dayong's lips curled up slightly.

He has coveted Xiaoyuanling for many years. How could he ask several old bandit leaders from Wulong Mountain to come here without any preparation?

There are also cultivators in the late foundation-building stage in Wulong Mountain.

The reason why he invited Zhong Gui and Xu Shan, two cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building, to come here was because he had something on them.

Xu Shan's face turned ashen, his magical power surged around him, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Yin!"

Accompanied by a long roar that sounded like a dragon but not a dragon, and like a dragon but not a dragon, the aura of a second-level top-grade monster echoed.

Chen Dayong spoke softly.

"My two fellow Daoists, please don't have any other thoughts.

Although cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building are strong, Jiao'er and I have killed them before."

Seeing that there was no room for maneuver, Zhong Gui tried to smooth things over.

"Brother Chen Dao has misunderstood. We have been friends for many years, and Xu Shan and I will never refuse anything we can do."

(End of this chapter)