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

Chapter 402: The Wind Rises and the Disciples of Qingping Fight

"What do you think, Brother Chen?"

Master Chunyue gently waved the purple round fan in her hand, and the golden hairpins in her hair swayed slightly. She looked gracefully at the pale Chen Dayong.

After all, this matter was led by Chen Dayong. Among the several foundation-building masters who came to block the door, the only foundation-building cultivator who died, Chen Ju, was also from the same clan as him.

Ultimately, Chen Dayong has to make the final decision before an agreement can be made.

Chen Dayong looked unwilling.

The two old bandit leaders in the middle stage of foundation building from the Chen family and Wulong Mountain joined forces and dragged in Hua Niangzi from Changlefang.

Chen Ju from the clan, working with the second-level monster Red Yuan Snake, is also a leader among the cultivators of the same level.

Even though Qinghuai, the pillar of Xiaoyuanling Market, is not dead, the two foundation-building masters Heixin and Huiju are still there.

Even with the combat power of one person in the late foundation building stage and four people in the middle foundation building stage, they would not have been defeated so miserably.

'Bitch! '

Chen Dayong's hateful eyes swept across Li Wuhui, Yu Shudan, and Sanhai, and finally fell on Fang Yi, who was dressed in a gray robe and had an extraordinary demeanor.

'There is ample time!'

Chen Dayong forced himself to swallow his resentment and spoke.

"Just as Taoist Chunyue said, the outcome between you and me will be decided by the younger generation of Qi training."

"Fellow Daoists, let's go!"

Master Chunyue bowed. "Brother Yin Gu, I will go ahead. We will meet again when we are destined to meet again."

Watching Chen Dayong, Chunyue, Xu Shan and others leave, Fang Yi did not try to stop them.

Now both sides know that the truce at this time is just because both sides do not want to be destroyed and each has its own concerns.

"Won!"

The Qi-cultivating monks in Xiaoyuanling breathed a sigh of relief and then became noisy.

"As expected of Master Yin Gu, with the same level of cultivation, the cultivator from the Beast Taming Chen family was defeated so easily."

"Of course!
Master has profound cultivation, and Chen Dayong is just a casual cultivator, how can he be Master's opponent?"

Ignoring the noise in his ears, Fang Yi's eyes were deep, and he took a step forward and landed on the bone altar.

He stretched out his hand and slapped the storage bag, and a jade bottle and a soul-sealing jade box flew out and hovered in the air.

As a ray of spiritual light descended, the fragrance of medicine wafted into the air and steam rose.

A foundation-building pill with six elixir patterns and a second-level water-drawing leopard inner pill flew out from the jade bottle and the soul-sealing box.

"Now that the foundation-building pills and the second-level demon beast inner pills are ready, it depends on you youngsters, who has this opportunity."

Fang Yi pointed his finger, and the gray list unfolded and hung in front of Xiaoyuanling Market.

Then he took out Chen Ju's body, gathered the Yin energy in his hands, and turned it into a Yin fire that burned the flesh and blood.

"Gulu.Gulu"

After a while, Fang Yi's technique changed. "Transform!"

The flesh and blood glowing with scarlet light condensed into a thumb-sized blood bead.

A bony wind blew, and Chen Ju's spirit bones turned into a white bone bead.

"Go!" The magic power rolled, and two newly-made spiritual objects of the Blood Path and the Bone Path fell on the gray list.

Fang Yi's lips curled slightly.

"I just got some good fortune and would like to share it with you, my nephews.

The cultivator ranked first on this merit list will receive not only a mid-grade foundation-building pill, but also the White Bone Pearl and the Crimson Blood Pearl as bonuses."

"Master, if the Chen family's foundation-building master takes action, what should we do?"

Fang Yi looked down and saw that the monk who spoke was wearing royal blue silk, had a hooked nose, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and had reached the ninth level of Qi training.

It was his tenth disciple Fu Ziyin.

Fang Yi had a vague impression that he was at the ninth level of Qi training, and that he had an uncle in his clan who was at the middle stage of foundation building.

Among the many Qi-training disciples, Fu Ziyin ranks among the top three in terms of the Yin-attribute spiritual plants he collected as a tribute.

Only below Cao Shaocheng and another of the nine disciples, Guan Zhibai.

Fang Yi did not give any guarantees, he spoke leisurely.

"If Chen Dayong attacks you, I will attack the cultivators of his clan.

One Qigong cultivator died in Xiaoyuanling, and ten times as many cultivators died in the Beast Taming Chen family.
As for the life you are waiting for?"

Fang Yi pointed at the mid-grade foundation-building pill and the water-drawing leopard's inner pill in front of him.

"After paying such a huge price, do you still want to open your mouth and wait for me to feed you?"

"Xiao Shi, in my White Bone Sect, we only look at the results and not the process. If you are afraid of the Chen family's foundation-building master, then don't leave the market."

"Master, please forgive me for misunderstanding. That was not what I meant!" Fu Ziyin bowed his head and apologized, feeling a little relieved.

Anyone who practices in the White Bone Sect has a few lives on their hands.

Those who dare not take risks and are afraid of death will soon become magical weapons in the hands of their fellow disciples.
What he asked for was not Fang Yi's protection, but the threatening words from Fang Yi.

As a disciple of the White Bone Sect, Fu Ziyin knew that there was indeed an insider in the market when Chen Dayong arrived at his door.

As soon as Fang Yi said this, the Chen family's foundation-building master would know about it within three days at most, which would add a bit of protection to himself.

'From now on, it's up to each of you to decide based on your own abilities.'

Fu Ziyan's eyes were burning with ambition.

The Demonic Sect is not good at refining pills, and the mid-grade foundation-building pills are precious spiritual objects in the entire White Bone Sect.

Not to mention Qi-cultivating cultivators, even those who have established their foundation have few opportunities to see this thing.

The next day.

In the main hall of the Beast Tamer Chen family, Chen Dayong listened to his subordinates' reports with a dark face.

"This old Yin Bone freak, has he lost all his dignity? He actually threatened us?
"One Qigong cultivator from the White Bone Sect in exchange for ten men from the Chen family!" Chen Dayong cursed and attacked, but in his heart he gave up the idea of ​​personally killing the Qigong cultivator from Xiaoyuanling.

"This is just a small matter, let the younger Qi practitioners fight for it."

The Master Xuanshi, who wore a bronze mask, had an upright figure and a gray robe, spoke.

"Business is more important. Fellow Daoist Chen, rather than worrying about the younger Qi cultivators in your clan, I, Xuan, have a solution that will solve the problem once and for all."
I wonder if fellow Daoist is interested?"

"Once and for all? Who are you, fellow Taoist, and why are you helping me so much?" Chen Dayong was shocked. He had previously plotted against Xiao Yuanling.

He just wanted to severely injure Fang Yi and force him away.

The life of a great cultivator in the late foundation-building stage is completely different from that of an ordinary Qi-cultivating cultivator, or even a cultivator in the upper foundation-building stage.

In the late stage of foundation building, the magic power is transformed, the essence of the soul and body is improved, and the combat power and soul are greatly different from those of the cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building.

The status of this kind of cultivator in the Baigu Sect is already the highest among the cultivators, second only to the Jindan Zhenren.

"My Taoist name is Xuanshi. That old monster Yin Gu is my good master. I thought that old ghost died in Xuanyang Mountain.

I never thought that the heavens would see this old man escape. Give me a chance to avenge my hatred."

He waved his hand to take off the bronze mask, and Master Xuanshi's handsome face was distorted and his eyes were filled with hatred.

"Chen Dayong, don't look around.

After your injuries have healed, would you be willing to use your own demon pet to join forces with Master Chunyue to save Yin Gu's life?
The pressure from the White Bone Sect was stopped by Senior Brother Chi Shi."

"Internal strife within the White Bone Sect? I see." Chen Dayong's face suddenly understood, and then he showed joy.

He had also heard of the reputation of the Red Corpse, who was ranked among the top three in the Bai Gu Sect's Jindan seeds.

"However, isn't Master Chishi a veteran of the White Bone Sect who has been in the Foundation Establishment stage for many years? How could there be a master who is in the late Foundation Establishment stage?"

"Later stage of foundation building?"

Master Xuanshi sneered, and a smile of anticipation appeared on his handsome face.

"Fellow Daoist Chen. That old monster Yin Gu is not a master of foundation building. My good master Yin Gu, back then, was able to condense a fake pill and dominate the world.

He disappeared in Xuanyang Mountain sixty years ago, and now he has returned, and he has reached the late stage of foundation building."

"hiss!"

Chen Dayong took a deep breath and suddenly realized.

“No wonder, no wonder, no wonder a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building can have such fighting power, beating me so hard that I can hardly fight back.

I thought he had the same name as the yin bone."

Chen Dayong knew that he had no way out, so he agreed.

"I agreed to this, but that old monster was very ruthless. I need to recuperate for a while before I can recover my strength."

"Okay." Master Xuanshi pondered for a moment and agreed.

The news about the Yin Bone has been released. Having offended a fake Dan cultivator whose cultivation level has fallen, Chen Dayong will definitely go all out.

Two years later.

In Xiaoyuanling, beneath a gray list, there was a bustling crowd.

A monk hunched over and raised a bronze token.

Then he slapped his storage bag, and three soul beads emitting a dim glow and a sinister aura shot out and flew towards the gray list.

"Buzz!"

The red and white orbs on the list slowly rotated, and the gray clouds rolled up the soul orbs.

After confirming that the Qi was similar to the main material used in the sacrifice, a gray light flowed and a spiritual light hit the hunchbacked monk's arms.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay."

The short and fat Cao Shaocheng saw the spiritual light falling, took a few steps forward, and landed next to the hunchbacked monk.

He took out a handful of colorful spirit stones of various attributes from his sleeve and spoke politely.

"Fellow Daoist, are you interested in selling this merit?

Cao was born into the Fengxinlou Cao family. I am trustworthy and honest. I am willing to pay 30% above the market price to purchase your martial merit."

Seeing that the hunchbacked monk was not moved, monk Cao Shaocheng flew out with his spiritual light carrying dozens of spiritual objects.

He pointed at the talismans, magic tools, pills and animal bones floating in the air and spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, if you don't like spirit stones, I still have first-grade talismans, mid-grade magic tools, and top-grade animal bones.
As long as fellow Taoists are willing to trade merit points, they can be purchased at a price 30% lower than the market price."

"Okay! I have accumulated some merits, and I will exchange them with my senior brother for a mid-grade magic weapon." The hunchbacked monk pondered for a moment and agreed.

He knew that Cao Shaocheng was the second disciple of Master Yingu, the master of this market.

In exchange for merit, it is for the five words of the ordinary but captivating mid-grade foundation-building pill on the list.

Anyway, with my own cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi training, I cannot exchange it for top-level spiritual objects and elixirs, so I might as well do a favor.

You can also make a small profit.

A quarter of an hour later, Cao Shaocheng looked at the token in his hand, which had several more digits of military honor floating on it, and a smile appeared on his fat face.

He has been a businessman since childhood and has a rich net worth.

Cao Shaocheng is confident that although his combat power is not the best, his financial resources must be the first.

The first place in merit can be exchanged for a mid-grade foundation-building pill, so why bother to get the merit yourself?

"The mid-grade foundation-building pill must be mine!

Bai Twelve, Fu Ziyin, Guan Zhibai, don't even think about competing with me!"

Cao Shaocheng turned his gaze to a thin man, took out a soul bead from his sleeve, and entered it into the gray list.

"Junior Brother Wang, please stay. I wonder if you are interested in selling your merits."

Cao Shaocheng used his old trick again and blocked the way to the skinny monk. "Spiritual objects, talismans, spiritual stones, elixirs, I have everything here."

(End of this chapter)