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

Chapter 416 Test, Dinglu Disciple?
"Good vigilance."

Fang Yi's eyes swept down.

The young girl was tense all over, wearing a moon-white robe. The power of water spirits gathered and turned into a three-foot-long dagger.

"Let me go!"

The young girl gathered strength in her white and tender arch of her foot, paused with her slender and strong thighs, and rushed towards Fang Yi, waving the dagger in her hand.

Fang Yi smiled slightly, waved his sleeves and raised his hand, his slender index finger shone with jade light.

"Ding!"

Gray spiritual light fell, and the two daggers were easily broken.

He grasped the girl's wrist with his five fingers and waved it.

"Oh!"

A dull sound of flesh colliding was heard, and the young girl was thrown mercilessly onto the stone wall.

"Hmm." With a light hum, the young girl's face was cold and her mind was turning rapidly.

"What? Are you awake?
If you are not awake, I will let you wake up a little more..."

Fang Yi looked calm, and with his magical power activated, the gray corpse qi gathered and turned into a cloud bed to hold it up.

"Red Butterfly, my name is..."

Hongdie looked at the cold ice coffin and her expression changed several times.

He immediately felt the unfathomable aura of the old monk on the cloud bed, and felt bitter in his heart.

A year ago, his family was wiped out. After escaping from the family through the clan's secret passage with his sister Lingyun, he suddenly felt dizzy and lost consciousness.

No one knows when he was sealed in the ice coffin.

She parted her red lips slightly and finally spoke.

"Sir, have you seen my sister Lingyun..."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, changed the gestures with his fingertips, and performed the Water Mirror Technique.

The azure light flowed, the water vapor rose, and a crystal clear water mirror seven feet long was suspended in the air.

Invisible ripples appeared.

Fang Yi in a grey robe, Bao Tu with a fair face and no beard, and She Yuzhang with a handsome face and a spirit snake wrapped around his waist appeared in the water mirror.

The voices of three monks chatting came from the water mirror.

Hongdie's face was tense, her eyes fixed on the rapidly changing illusions in the water mirror.

“Brother Yin Gu.

“This one will be considered as a deposit.

Bao has other important matters to attend to, so I will go ahead without disturbing you."

"Boom!"

Hongdie clenched her white and tender fists, veins faintly visible on her slender hands, and her silver teeth were clenched, obviously she was extremely angry.

Fang Yi shook his head slightly. This red butterfly had excellent spiritual roots and a decisive character.

But after all, he is still young and lacks experience, so he needs some training.

"Hongdie, can you see clearly the image left by my Water Mirror Technique?
The monk with a white face and no beard and a noble appearance is called Bao Tu, and his cultivation level is at the eighth level of foundation building.

The handsome cultivator with a spirit snake wrapped around his waist is called She Yuzhang, and he has reached the sixth level of foundation building.

"Senior, if you tell me the truth, you want me to be your cauldron, and my cultivation will be controlled by others.

Aren't you afraid that Hongdie will turn against you?"

Hongdie has bright eyes and white teeth, her black hair draped over her shoulders, and she walks in front of Fang Yi with a slight push of her arches.

"Oh, falling out..."

Fang Yi smiled indifferently, lifted Hongdie's thin chin with his five fingers, and gently patted her cheeks which were covered with dust but still fair and tender.

“I have always acted decisively.

Hongdie, what you did just now really pleased me.

With your qualifications, as a cauldron, all your cultivation resources will be provided by this old man.

After you have established your Dao foundation, you must offer me your virgin essence to cultivate with me, to help me heal my old injuries...

Such benefits, I don’t know how many monks have sought but failed to obtain them…”

Fang Yi paused slightly and looked at Hongdie with some interest.

"Are you going to refuse me?"

It is rare to find a cultivator with top-grade spiritual roots, let alone a female cultivator of the young age with top-grade spiritual roots.

Hongdie pursed her red lips and looked at him with a deep gaze.

"Master Yin Gu, as the water mirror says, you are still in need of a successor.

With Hongdie's talent, can't she inherit the ancestor's legacy?"

"Inherit my legacy?"

A smile appeared in the corner of Fang Yi's eyes.

Immediately, with a wave of his sleeves, the shadows of the monks appeared again on the seven-foot-long azure water mirror.

Cao Shaocheng, a short and fat man holding a dark skull...

Fu Ziyin, wearing a blue robe, a gentleman's crown, and fluttering sleeves...

The Black Soul Master, wearing a robe of hundreds of ghosts and holding a white bone sword with a cold glow...

Fang Yi's hoarse voice sounded, and the corpse qi lingered, with a momentum as heavy as a mountain, pressing down towards Hong Die.

"If you want to inherit my legacy, you, Hongdie, will have to subdue all of my disciples one by one...

Do you have the ability to do this?"

"I have!"

Under the overwhelming momentum, Hongdie gritted her teeth and felt for the first time Fang Yi's sinister and terrifying, bottomless aura.

"Yes? Have you thought it through?"

Fang Yi's expression was calm, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. He pointed with his index finger.

On the azure water mirror, the black soul suddenly turned around, his face ferocious, his eyes filled with murderous intent, staring at the red butterfly.

“Among my many disciples, the eldest disciple forged his Dao foundation with a black soul, advanced to the level of a Foundation Establisher, and enjoyed a lifespan of four generations.

He has also practiced the third-level technique [Red Face and White Bone Contemplation], and his foundation is very deep. An ordinary person who has built a foundation is definitely not his opponent..."

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and Cao Shaocheng, Fu Ziyin, Bai Twelve...

Many shadowy figures of cultivators stepped out, exuding the aura of the ninth level of Qi training.

“I have more than ten remaining disciples, and each of them is at the ninth level of Qi training.

Hongdie, you are only at the second level of Qi training, how can you compete with them?

If you lose, you will be practicing the dual cultivation method. Even if you build your foundation, all your essence, blood and vitality will be taken away by me.

In this case, you still want to fight with them?" "Hongdie has made up her mind, I hope Master will give me a chance..."

Hongdie knelt on the ground, her moon-white robe spread out, and spoke earnestly.

"Interesting... Really interesting...

I have been practicing for hundreds of years, and I haven’t seen a cultivator like you in a long time…”

Fang Yi smiled happily, then changed the subject and lowered his cloudy gaze.

“Hongdie, I paid a great price for you in exchange for the Five Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment.

Why would I bother to agree to this?"

"Because Master lacks a true successor..."

Hongdie suddenly looked up, her bright eyes meeting Fang Yi's without fear.

"Hongdie has loved reading since she was young. She once learned from a classic book that Qigong practitioners need to perfect the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit to build their foundation.

Perfecting one of the Three Treasures creates a lower-grade foundation; perfecting the other creates a middle-grade foundation...

With Hongdie's qualifications of top-grade water spiritual roots, she dared not even dream of a top-grade Taoist foundation.

But a mid-level Dao foundation has the ability to peek..."

Hongdie stretched out her white and tender index finger, pointed at the phantom of the Black Soul Master with a hideous face and holding a bone sword, and spoke earnestly.

“In the early years, Hongdie had seen a Foundation Establishment Master in the clan. This Black Soul Master’s aura was much greater than that of the Foundation Establishment cultivators in the clan.

However, there is no obvious gap, so it should be a low-quality product.

Although both are Foundation Establishment masters, the difference between a mid-grade Dao foundation and a low-grade Dao foundation is huge..."

Fang Yi's eyes became more and more interested. With his current foundation, a cauldron in the early stage of foundation building would not be of much help to his cultivation.

Ling Yun, who is from the same mother as Hong Die, is not in his hands, and the double furnace method in the third-level inheritance [Yin Yang He Huan Jue] cannot be used.

The value of this red butterfly has dropped again. It is useless to eat it and it would be a pity to throw it away.

If Hongdie can show enough value to make him fall in love with her.

A dual cultivation cauldron that cannot help with cultivation and can only be used to enjoy carnal desires would also be a good choice for a disciple.

Fang Yi did not agree to Hong Die's request, but he did not refuse it either.

He waved his sleeves and several rays of light flew out.

The spiritual light dissipated and turned into several bottles of healing and calming elixirs, an ice-blue flying sword, a moon-white long silk magic weapon, and a token of a disciple of the White Bone Sect.

Many treasures were hung in front of Hongdie.

"Red Butterfly, two mid-grade magical instruments, several bottles of first-grade healing pills, and the identity of a disciple of the White Bone Sect...

I will give you one year to prove your worth and be qualified to challenge for the middle-grade Dao foundation.

If the result satisfies me, I will leave the matter of the cauldron at that..."

After he finished speaking, Fang Yi's figure slowly disappeared, leaving Hong Die alone in the cave.

……

Half an hour later.

"Whoo~"

Hongdie's chest heaved as she felt the fine, dense sweat in her hands and let out a long breath.

She murmured.

"Lingyun, no matter what the cost, I will definitely rescue you...

Dad, Mom, Die'er escaped and was taken in by a terrifying master.

I will definitely investigate the Xie family's revenge..."

As for asking Fang Yi to help and snatch Xie Lingyun from Bao Tu, Hong Die had also thought about it.

But it was immediately overturned.

Through the Water Mirror Technique, Hongdie learned that her master's cultivation level was at most comparable to Baotu's.

Only when there is a transaction between the two parties does one use himself as the reward.

In this case, with his current value, it was not enough to make Fang Yi take action.

But if his own value rises, Bao Tu will ask Fang Yi for help.

It is not impossible to rescue Xie Lingyun from Bao Tu.

After calming herself down and regulating her breathing for a while, Hongdie finally had the energy to observe the cave.

In the center of the grotto, three yellow-brown rock pillars rise into the sky, covered with thick and ancient spiritual patterns.

In the middle of the rock pillar, there is a white jade pool with a diameter of three meters, which accumulates spiritual energy and exhales mist.

Hongdie slightly circulated the [Sunflower Water Sutra] and felt rich spiritual energy flowing into her spiritual veins.

……

Three days later.

A water mirror appeared in the air. Hongdie looked into the water mirror and saw the embryo of a beautiful woman whose beauty was already beginning to show its true colors.

Her face turned grim, her magic power surged, and a long, moon-white silk magic weapon swept across her face.

"Hiss..." A muffled groan.

Strands of blood fell on the Chang Ling magic weapon.

Dozens of wounds, like centipedes, crawled on the creamy skin.

She knew that without knowing Fang Yi's thoughts, her increasingly outstanding appearance was the root of trouble.

If you want to practice peacefully and rescue your sister, you cannot waste even a single bit of energy.

"Ling Yun..."

Hongdie murmured and immediately began to organize her magical tools.

Three days was enough for her to get to know the caves thoroughly.

Although this cave is filled with spiritual energy, its layout is quite simple.

Apart from the spiritual spring in the center which is sealed by magic, this cave has only one passage.

He hung the token representing the disciple of Bai Gu Men around his waist, put the flying sword and magic weapon into the storage bag, and hid the moon-white Changling into his sleeve.

Hongdie took a deep breath and walked out of the cave according to the information left in the token.

……

In the cave, there is a corner covered by the power of Wu Earth.

Fang Yi held a small silver-white animal in his arms, and occasionally pulled Qijie's shiny fur.

Gu Jiushang was leaning on a wooden crutch, half a step behind Fang Yi, watching Hongdie leave the cave step by step.

There was a hint of curiosity in his tone.

"Master, to what extent does Xie Hongdie have to go before you approve of her?"

(End of this chapter)