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

Chapter 442 Wei Jiuxiao is in a difficult position
Examination Pavilion.

"Click~"

Wei Qiong pushed open the carved wooden door of the wing room.

"Brother, good news! News has come from within the sect that Luo Shengyi's soul lamp has gone out.
Haha, this bitch has schemed so hard, but the Examination Hall still fell into the hands of our Wei family."

"Luo Shengyi is dead, this is good news"

Wei Jiuxiao was delighted, thinking that great things were about to be accomplished. He then looked at his impetuous cousin and started to scold him.

"How can you be so impetuous? Brother Qiong, you are also a Foundation Establishment Master. Don't you understand the principle of keeping calm when facing important things?

Go back to your clan to prepare some spiritual objects, and come with me to visit Senior Brother Zhong He
As long as Senior Brother nods, the matter will be settled."

"Brother, I'm going right away!"

Wei Qiong was delighted. Once Wei Jiuxiao took the position of the head of the Examination Pavilion, he would only need to take care of him a little.

The benefits to the Wei family and to him are countless.

The next day.

The silver moon hangs high in the sky, and the purple bamboo sways.

In the Kaogong Pavilion and Ziyang Residence, spiritual energy is thick and dense, and three nourishing incense sticks rise from the beast-head copper furnace.

Zhong He was a sturdy man, wearing a gray silk cloak with gold edges, sitting on a sandalwood chair with a big horse and a golden sword.

Looking at the fist-sized piece of golden spiritual iron with red lines on the jade table, he showed satisfaction.

"Junior Brother Jiuxiao, what do you mean?
A second-grade mid-grade Red Fire Copper Stone, this is no ordinary item."

Seeing the satisfaction on Zhong He's face, Wei Jiuxiao bowed and spoke respectfully.

"Junior Sister Luo's soul lamp has gone out, and now the Examination Pavilion is leaderless.

Senior Brother Zhong He has a keen eye, and I would like to ask him to take care of me."

"Take care of one or two?"

Zhong He seemed to be lost in thought.

Before coming to Fengling Fairy City, I knew a lot about the Examination Pavilion.

Now that Luo Shengyi has fallen, there are only three people left who can compete for the position of Pavilion Master.

The two deputy pavilion masters were Jing Shaohong and Wei Jiuxiao, and there was also Fang Yi, who was said to be an excellent spiritual doctor.

He considered it for a moment, then put the Red Fire Copper Stone into his pocket.

"Junior Brother Wei, Junior Brother Jing has no one under his command, so he has no chance of becoming Pavilion Master.

However, Junior Brother Fang from Qingzhi Tower is not only a second-rank mid-grade spiritual doctor, but his Qingzhi Tower also has a good reputation.

There are also real people in the sect who are optimistic about this, but this matter is a bit difficult to handle."

Wei Jiuxiao's red fire bronze stone was put away, and he was certain in his heart.

It's difficult, not impossible
Zhong He has a good reputation in the sect. He is honest and trustworthy when doing things for money. If he is not sure, he will not accept the spiritual object.

Now you have the tone, but the offer is not enough.

Wei Jiuxiao suppressed the pain in his heart, took out another piece of red fire copper stone with brighter spiritual light from his sleeve, and spoke earnestly.

"Brother Zhong, look at my memory. I missed a piece of this red fire bronze stone.
I heard that my senior brother has reached the highest level of cultivation in the Taibai Gengjin Sword Technique. I would like to give you a small token of my appreciation. I am glad to accept it.
In addition, Junior Brother is willing to send half of the disciples in the clan to accompany you to explore the secret realm of Hanling."

"Hmm? A second-grade, top-grade Red Fire Copper Stone? Junior Brother Wei put a lot of thought into it."

A smile appeared on Zhong He's face. The second-grade top-grade red fire copper stone would be of great use to him.

He is now at the ninth level of foundation building and is a dan seed in Xuanyang Mountain. His status is high, second only to the real masters in the sect.

There are only two things he wants, one is to search for spiritual objects for Dan formation; the other is to sacrifice and refine his own magical weapon to deal with the heavenly tribulation of Dan formation.

Since Wei Jiuxiao can help, then the matter of the Examination Pavilion will be just a piece of cake.

As for Fang Yi?
A medical practitioner, not good at fighting. Although he has some reputation, he can provide elixirs.
"Junior Brother Wei, I've accepted the gift. You can go back and wait for news."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhong," Wei Jiuxiao was delighted.

Although the second-grade top-grade red fire copper stone is precious, as long as the position of the head of the Examination Pavilion is obtained.

With the combined efforts of the Wei family, he was confident that he could earn three to five times the money.

Ten days later.

On the roof of Qingzhi Tower, the aroma of tea fills the air.

Fang Yi looked through the carved wooden window at the ancient and towering Kaogong Pavilion.

There was a jade talisman in his hand that glowed with spiritual light, and Yang Caier's clear voice came from it.

After a while.

"Trouble"

Fang Yi frowned.

The fact that the position of the head of the Examination Pavilion was settled so quickly was beyond his expectations.

After getting the news from Jing Shaohong, he immediately contacted Yang Caier, intending to unite with Bingpo Peak and Yuping Peak to compete for the position of the head of Kaogong Pavilion.

Never thought about it.

The position of the head of the Examination Pavilion fell directly into Wei Jiuxiao's pocket without any examination, following the order of the sect.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!" There was a knock on the door.

"Master, disciple Huo Zhao invites you to see me."

"come in"

Fang Yi put down the jade cup in his hand, his eyes fixed with some doubt.

"Zhao'er, you've reached a bottleneck in your practice of the [Erjiu Xuan Gong]. Why don't you go back and visit those foundation-building families and challenge their cultivators?

What do you want to see me for?"

"Master, I have fought many battles with Qigong cultivators from the major foundation-building families, including Wang, Chen, Wu, and Lu.

The rotten fish and shrimp are not my fault."

Huo Zhao was wearing a dark blue Yimu robe, a jade belt around his waist, his figure was straight, and his skin was glowing with a faint precious light.

He bowed, a look of worry on his handsome face.

"Master, a Foundation Establishment Master from the Examination Hall has sent a decree stating that they will no longer provide spiritual medicine to the building.

Furthermore, disciples injured in the beast tide will no longer come to the building for treatment."

"They acted quickly. They are using Qingzhilou to establish their authority."

Fang Yi's heart was filled with murderous intent. He then closed his eyes slightly and looked outside the door.

"Junior Brother Wei, concealing your presence and following behind a junior is quite disgraceful."

"Why don't you accept it?"

Wei Qiong was very proud. Holding a scroll of decrees, he stepped into the box with his boots raised.

"Brother Fang, from today on, Brother Jiuxiao will take the position of Pavilion Master of the Examination Pavilion.

"A man who knows the current situation is a hero. Hand over Qingzhi Tower to me and wait for Brother Jiuxiao to break through to the late stage of foundation building. You will benefit from it."

"Otherwise, without the supervision of the sect, what will your Qingzhi Tower use to compete with Bishui Pavilion and Tiandaowu?"

"Oh, there's no need for you to worry about that, Junior Brother Wei. I have my own way to deal with the Qingzhi Tower issue."

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.

Given the grudge between Wei Jiuxiao and himself, he was not surprised by Wei Jiuxiao's behavior, but it hit the weak spot of Qingzhi Tower.

Among the dozens of spiritual doctors in Qingzhi Tower, I am the only one at the second level, and there are very few top-grade first-level ones.

Most of the remaining spiritual doctors are of the middle to lower grade of the first rank.

Fifty to sixty percent of the annual profits come from treating Qigong practitioners.

Moreover, Qingzhi Tower consumes a huge amount of spiritual medicines. Without the replenishment from Kaogong Pavilion, many first-level spiritual medicines will easily run out.

"Oh?"

Wei Qiong chuckled, feeling that Fang Yi was just being pretentious.

He felt extremely happy, and all the losses he had suffered from Fang Yi in the past turned into resentment and was spit out.

“Senior Brother Fang, it’s best not to regret it.

Spiritual doctors are important, but there are more than just you, Fang Yi, in the Immortal City."

"Friend Meng, come and meet an old friend."

Meng Yuanhai was wearing a gray robe, with his hair and beard standing on end, and a slight smell of burning around him. He slowly walked into the room.

"Brother Fang, it's been a while since we last met. How come you're only at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment?"

"Aren't you only at the fifth foundation building level? You old thing are just putting on airs." The rotten aroma flashed by, and Huo Zhao muttered indignantly.

The Foundation Establishment Master's body has transformed, and his five senses are outstanding. Even though Huo Zhao lowered his voice, it still fell into Wei Qiong's ears.

"The youngster deserves a beating!"

An ice-blue jade ruler flew out from his sleeve, filled with murderous intent.

"Shameless old thief!"

Huo Zhao's face changed drastically. If this step were to be implemented, his life would be in danger.

He activated his [Erjiu Xuan Gong] with all his strength, and the bronze armor covered his body, and a bright light shone from his skin and flesh.

A sense of immovable mountains is manifested.

"Body-refining light? What a talent!"

There was murderous intent in Wei Qiong's eyes.

A first-level body-refining cultivator, as long as he can sacrifice the body-refining precious light, has only a 70% to 80% chance of reaching the foundation-building stage.

Since he had offended Fang Yi and discovered that Huo Zhao was such a talented and beautiful person, how could he hold back?

The coldness of the dark jade ruler was icy, and it struck Huo Zhao's dantian at a tricky angle like a poisonous snake.

"Fang Daoist, we haven't seen each other for a long time, let's get closer.
You, my disciple, are too outspoken and should be taught a lesson to prevent further harm from your words."

A gleam of light flashed in Meng Yuanhai's eyes, and the faint fragrance of medicine was tangible. The aura of the fifth level of foundation building was not concealed at all, blocking Fang Yi's way.

"Oops!"

Seeing Fang Yi being stopped, Huo Zhao's expression changed.

He has outstanding talent in body refining and a solid foundation, but he is only a first-rank upper-grade body refining cultivator. How could he be a match for a master of foundation building?

"Fight!"

"Crash!"

The energy and blood in his body surged like the tide, and the protective light almost turned into substance.

A heavy black iron sword appeared in his hand, and he clenched his hands tightly, with veins bulging on his forehead.

A vicious look flashed in Huo Zhao's eyes. He turned from defense to offense, lowered his waist and sat on his horse, swinging his heavy black iron sword to smash it down like a jade ruler.

"boom!"

The sound of metal clashing was heard, the ice-blue jade ruler was knocked back, and Huo Zhao flew backwards, smashing the two landscape screens.

Sawdust was everywhere, and traces of blood were oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Huo Zhao looked at the black heavy sword covered with fine lines in his hand, and felt the magic power flowing in his body.

【Erjiu Xuan Gong】is a physical training method that is good at fighting on the battlefield.

Under Wei Qiong's oppression, the spiritual medicines that had been swallowed from the spiritual pills and soaked in the spiritual liquids over a long period of time were constantly being digested.

"Boom!"

His muscles and bones were trembling, Huo Zhao's eyes were shining, and his excitement was beyond words.

"Come again!"

Thick runes flowed on the black heavy sword, and the six magical prohibitions lit up one by one and smashed towards the jade ruler.

"Junior is seeking death!"

Wei Qiong was furious.

I was worried that Huo Zhao was a disciple of Xuanyang Mountain, so I didn't want to kill him. I destroyed his Dantian Qi Sea and spared his life.

Unexpectedly, Huo Zhao did not close his eyes and accept death, but dared to resist.

His blood rushed to his head and his face flushed red. He felt that the eyes of Meng Yuanhai and Fang Yi looking at him were full of ridicule.

"You are just a Qi training cultivator, how dare you! I want you to see for yourself what it means to be a Foundation Establishment Master!"

"Buzz!"

Complex patterns appeared on the black jade ruler, and the cold air was so strong that frost turned into snow, and the power of the top-grade magic weapon burst out with all its strength.

"Snapped!"

The jade ruler fell, the magic ban broke, and the heavy black iron sword shattered.

"Oh, you are overestimating your abilities!"

Wei Qiong sneered and slapped the black jade ruler towards Huo Zhao's head without slowing down.

Seeing that Huo Zhao was about to die on the spot, a flash of joy appeared in Meng Yuanhai's eyes. The greater the hatred between the Wei family cultivators and Fang Yi, the more advantageous it was for him.

The death of a disciple who had the potential to establish a foundation was enough for Fang Yi to completely turn against the Wei family and form a life-and-death feud.

He was surging with magical power, holding an ancient golden and jade mirror in his hand, with ghostly and ominous light flowing, blocking Fang Yi's way.

Feeling the life-threatening danger brought by the Xuanyu Ruler, Huo Zhao narrowed his eyes, activated the [Erjiu Xuan Gong], and mobilized his golden bone spirit body with all his strength.

The golden light circulated, ripples appeared, and the protective light turned into substance.

Although he knew it was just a drop in the bucket, he was definitely not the type to sit and wait for death.

Amidst the tense situation and under everyone's puzzled gazes, Fang Yi chuckled.

"Xiaoqi."

(End of this chapter)