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

Chapter 459: Establishing Authority, Examination of Merit Pavilion Master (Two in One)

Bingpo Mountain is covered with snow and the air is freezing cold.

In the plum forest that defies frost and snow.

A crystal clear ice coffin surrounded by cold air, with blue runes flowing, suspended in the air, absorbing and exhaling spiritual energy.

Lu Yuezhi lowered her eyes, holding the jade bottle in her hand, and her gaze quietly swept over the cold female cultivator in the coffin.

She murmured in her heart.

"After practicing the secret method, Master has become even colder...

And Uncle Fang, he's only been to Bingpo Peak twice after returning to Xuanyang Mountain for a year. No wonder Master is still single...'

In the ice coffin, Yang Caier was wearing a moon-white fairy dress, with pink lips, rosy face, white teeth and bright eyes.

Even before he opened his mouth, he felt icy cold and distant.

The pearly teeth opened slightly, and a cold sound was heard in the whistling cold wind.

"Yuezhi, has your uncle Fang already left Xuanyang Mountain?"

Lu Yuezhi shuddered and raised the jade bottle in her hand a little higher.

"Master, Uncle Fang has already left Yuping Peak...

Before leaving, he ordered the monks in his sect to bring this Wen Yang Run Mai Powder..."

"Wen Yang Run Mai San?"

Yang Caier was a little surprised.

A month ago, Fang Yi came to visit Bingpo Peak, and the two had a very pleasant conversation.

She entrusted Fang Yi to refine Wen Yang Run Mai Powder to nourish the tendons and veins and speed up the practice of Xuan Guan Fa.

I thought it would take at least one or two years to see results, but I didn't expect that results would appear in just one month.

A cold spiritual consciousness emerged from the ice coffin, the jade bottle opened, and the red medicinal power rose.

Yang Caier's magic power flowed, and a suction force came from her sandalwood mouth, and the medicinal power of Wen Yang Run Mai San was continuously refined.

After a while.

Her face was rosy, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she chuckled softly as she felt the warmth flowing through her veins.

"Second-grade high-grade elixir?
Brother Fang, you left me with such a big surprise...

It nourishes the body and moisturizes the meridians, nourishes Yin and replenishes Yang. With the help of this magical medicine, the practice of the Mysterious Coffin Method can be completed several years earlier..."

……

A month later, Fengling Fairy City was bustling with people.

Confucian scholars in tall hats and ancient clothes, young men in brocade robes, old men in coarse linen clothes... all kinds of monks come and go in an endless stream.

"arrive!"

The Scarlet Flame Flying Boat slowly descended, Fang Yi's clothes fluttering as he watched the cultivators on the boat leave one after another like a file.

"Yu'er, Zhao'er, take these monks back to Qingzhi Tower...

I'll go to the Examination Pavilion first to see Senior Brother Zhong He..."

"Yes, disciple obeys..."

Seeing this, Fang Yi nodded slightly, waved his sleeves, and walked towards the Examination Pavilion.

There was a lot of news in front of Fengling Fairy City, and Fang Yi did not hide it, only half an hour.

All the foundation-building forces with some background in the Immortal City have already known that Fang Yi has returned.

……

In the secret dark room of Cangmu Courtyard, the fire flickered.

Xia Zhengbai looked at the Feng Lingwei who was bowing and saluting in bronze armor.

He frowned slightly, waved his hand to let the Wind Spirit Guards retreat, and then spoke to the burly monk behind him with a powerful aura.

"Brother Xiang Shu, the Wind Spirit Guards in the city saw Fang Yi driving the Xuanyang Mountain flying boat and landing in front of the Immortal City...

This Fang Yi, I’m afraid he has already taken charge of the Examination Hall…”

Master Xiang Shu is a man of great stature, with a strong and vigorous spirit, and he wears a bronze armor with a beast head.

He spoke in a muffled voice.

"Junior Brother Zhengbai, the exploration of the Hanling Secret Realm has reached the most critical moment...

This Five Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment is indispensable..."

"Meng Yuanhai was just attending a secret photo shoot, but his soul lamp went out and he died...

This is really... really... a piece of trash..."

Xia Zhengbai looked unhappy.

In the past, there was a second-grade top-grade Five-Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment, and now there is a second-grade mid-grade pharmacist under his command who refines the ointment.

It took a huge price to suppress Xia Zhengxuan.

Unexpectedly, Meng Yuanhai died unexpectedly in the end.

"Forget it, Senior Brother Xiang Shu, I will visit the Examination Pavilion later.

The matter of gathering spiritual doctors also needs to be accelerated...

The Fengling Guards within the sect have already gained something in the Frost Spirit Secret Realm...

With all the forces watching covetously, who knows how long this opportunity in the Cold Spirit Secret Realm can remain hidden...

The time left for Fengling Fairy City is running out..."

……

Examination Pavilion.

The green bamboos sway and the lotus fragrance lingers.

Zi Yang is in the center, and a bronze censer with a beast head is inserted with three incense sticks for nourishing the spirit. The curling spiritual fragrance rises and turns into mist.

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.

He exerted his magical power and squeezed the jade talisman in his palm with a little force. A mark of a Jindan Zhenren rose from the jade talisman.

After Zhong He pondered for a moment, he took out a blue jade slip from his storage bag. A blue spiritual light flowed on the jade slip.

Faintly, the sound of waves crashing against the shore and whirlpools surging could be heard.

Zhong He waved his sleeves and the jade slip flew in front of Fang Yi.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother Fang, for being recognized by Master Guangsheng within our sect and taking over the position of Head of the Examination Pavilion.

From then on, the road was smooth and the future was bright...

Junior brother, this is the [Hanhai Jing] inherited by the Wei family of Changle Valley. Junior brother, please check it to see if there are any errors..."

"I appreciate Senior Brother Zhong's kind words. Please take good care of me in the future..."

Fang Yi reached out and took off the azure jade slip, and his spiritual consciousness poured into it.

After an incense stick of time, he raised his head, frowned slightly, and then quickly relaxed.

"Thank you, Senior Brother, for collecting the techniques for my useless disciple...

Fang Yi would like to express his gratitude here..."

"It's a small matter...it's a small matter...Junior Brother's Five Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment has helped me a lot..."

Thinking about what he discovered in the Hanling Secret Realm and the increasingly troublesome poisonous beasts, Zhong He spoke.

"There are many opportunities in the Hanling Secret Realm. I wonder if Junior Brother Fang is free to explore the secret realm with me..."

Fang Yi waved his hand and refused.

“Junior brother’s cultivation is ordinary, he is not good at fighting, he just wants to practice peacefully.

I won’t get in the way of this secret realm…”

"Junior Brother Fang, there are many opportunities in the secret realm, and quasi-third-level spiritual objects appear from time to time..."

Zhong He spoke to comfort him.

"You and I have obtained one, whether it is to be used to refine our own magical instruments or to be presented to the sect in exchange for merit...

It’s all quite a chance…”

"Brother Zhong He, please stop trying to persuade me. I have made up my mind. I am not lucky enough to take advantage of this opportunity in the secret realm..."

Fang Yi refused again.

Poisonous beasts are rampant in the Hanling Secret Realm.

With the blessing of the icy spiritual power in the secret realm, the combat power of the cold and poisonous monsters is even higher.

If a cultivator at the peak of the foundation-building stage were to besiege him by several second-order superior-grade monsters, he might also perish.

There are even peak-level second-order monsters that, with the blessing of the secret realm, have entered the quasi-third-order realm, comparable to the fake Dan Zhenren.

The secret realm is dangerous, but since it involves the opportunity to form a pill, Fang Yi will of course go there.

But, not now...

Zhong He frowned slightly.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yi refused so decisively and without leaving any room for negotiation.

He sighed slightly.

"Since Junior Brother has made up his mind, I will not force him anymore...

But I still need to trouble you, Junior Brother, with this Five Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment..."

"Don't worry, brother. After I take charge of the Examination Hall, I will start refining the elixir.

Ten days from now, Junior Brother will take the position of Pavilion Master of Examinations. I invite you to witness the ceremony..."

Fang Yi's eyes were deep, like an ancient cold pond, with no bottom to be seen.

Zhong He looked at Fang Yi deeply and understood the meaning of testimony in his words.

Among the cultivators of Xuanyang Mountain in Fengling Fairy City, he has the highest status in cultivation, has built a perfect foundation, and is also a true disciple.

If he came forward to witness Fang Yi's appointment as the head of the Examination Pavilion.

Under the deterrence, the handover of all matters in the cabinet will be much simpler.

"This matter is simple, but I'll trouble you with the spiritual ointment..."

……

In the evening, the moon is high in the sky.

In the backyard of Qingzhi Tower, silver moonlight shines down, and in the lotus pond of several acres, the water ripples and the green lotus sways.

Fang Yi was dressed in green, holding a scroll of books and magical instruments, his brows were sometimes furrowed, sometimes relaxed.

Carefully looking at Fengling Fairy City and Xiaoyuanling, I can see the changes they have undergone over the years.

Half an hour later.

He put the jade scroll into his sleeve and fell into deep thought.

"Mr. Gu, Baoshengtang, which is across from Qingzhi Building, has been closed.

As for the Changle Valley Wei family, what's their current situation? Go find out...

Especially the [Hanhai Jing] inherited by the Wei family, although Zhong He gave this technique to me.

But this technique still has some flaws..."

Fang Yi has practiced for two lifetimes and has mastered several third-level skills.

In terms of vision and insight, even a cultivator who has reached the perfection of foundation building like Zhong He cannot match him.

There are several key parts in the [Han Hai Jing] that have been blurred and tampered with, which can be noticed at first glance.

He slapped his storage bag, and a jade slip carved from spiritual jade and a bronze token engraved with square characters floated in the air.

"Mr. Gu, it just so happens that ten days from now, I will be the head of the Examination Hall.

Take my token and go to the Wei family in Changle Valley to pay a visit. Invite the two remaining Foundation Establishment Masters to come and watch the ceremony...

Zhao'er has already established his foundation, and his father Huo Weitao's undercover work in the Wei family has come to an end..."

"The master is not in Fengling Fairy City, so it is not easy for me to leave Qingzhi Pavilion.

Now that the master has returned, I will go and check..."

Gu Jiushang took the token, bowed, and left on his wooden crutch.

Fang Yi pondered for a moment, and several jade talismans flew out of his sleeves.

"Wow!"

Spiritual light circulated on the jade talisman, and mist lingered, while the distant cry of cranes rose and fell.

With their slender feathers trembling, blue sky voice-transmitting cranes flew in in all directions.

Fang Yi's eyes were deep.

Only after the Qingxiao Voice Crane turned into a black dot and flew away in the sky did he step into the training room.

He sat cross-legged, supported by a green auspicious cloud, and the power of the wood spirit gathered and turned into mist.

With a slap of the storage bag, a half-dead, half-thriving spirit seed appeared in the air.

The spells in Fang Yi's hands changed, and one after another ancient and wild seals were cast.

Use the secret method recorded in [The True Chapter of Spiritual Roots' Ascension to the Dao] to slowly nourish the foundation of the Dao.

……

Ten days later.

In the Kaogong Pavilion, an ancient hall, people are scattered around.

As soon as Fang Yi stepped into the hall, he noticed that the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

"Are they all here?"

He glanced at the many foundation-building monks in the hall.

More than twenty foundation-building masters were divided into three distinct factions.

On the left side of the hall stood the Master Baihua, who was in the middle stage of foundation building and was wearing jewels and holding a flower basket as a magic tool.

Behind her was Qian Chuanzi, who was plump, pale, and badly weakened.

As well as more than ten foundation-building masters from Luo Shengyi's sect.

Obviously, although Luo Shengyi was suppressed by Wei Jiuxiao after his accidental death, his remaining power is still considerable.

Today, the leader is Master Baihua, who is in the middle stage of foundation building, and he controls many key positions in the Examination Pavilion.

On the right side of the hall was Wei Yushu, who was wearing a green jade crown, a silver brocade robe, and had a bitter expression on his face.

Although his Qi was fluctuating, Wei Yushu was also in the middle stage of foundation building.

Behind him stood another Foundation Establishment Master of the Wei Family, Wei Zhilan, who was in the early stages of Foundation Establishment...

There are seven or eight foundation-building cultivators who have connections with the Wei family, headed by Wei Yushu, and they are also a huge force.

The last row consists of several foundation-building masters with deep backgrounds.

Each of them is in the middle stage of foundation building, and some are waving folding fans, holding precious beads, or wearing long swords at their waists.

These cultivators all looked relaxed, as if they were enjoying a good show.

……

Seeing Fang Yi step into the Examination Hall.

Master Baihua and Wei Yushu looked at each other, and their lips moved, communicating with each other.

After a few breaths, their eyes became fierce.

"Buzz!"

Regardless of Wei Yushu's fluttering clothes, azure spiritual light flowed around him.

The Master of Flowers smiled charmingly, and pink mist lingered.

The two cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building connected their energy and pressed down towards Fang Yi.

"Humph!"

Fang Yi looked serious.

The Wei and Luo factions have now joined forces to control the Imperial Examination Hall, reaping considerable benefits. Despite their deep hatred, the new faction's ambition to seize control of the Imperial Examination Hall threatens both sides' profits.

They will definitely join forces to fight the enemy.

Wei Jiuxiao and Luo Shengyi died, but they did not die at each other's hands.

Nowadays, interests naturally come first.

If Fang Yi's cultivation is not good enough, even if he is appointed by the real person in the sect.

At most, he could hold the title of the head of the Examination Pavilion, but he would not be able to get involved in any of the huge interests of the pavilion.

"Ah!"

Fang Yi chuckled, his Lingsang embroidered robe rustled, and the wood spiritual power gathered.

"Junior Sister Baihua, Junior Brother Yushu, I'm new here...

So enthusiastic?"

"Buzz!"

Fang Yi's cultivation of the fifth level of foundation building was unreserved, his magic power flowed, and a vast green light flowed.

It collides endlessly with the azure water vapor and pink mist.

"boom!"

The wind was howling, and the azure water vapor and pink mist were swirling against the bright green light.

Wei Yushu's face lit up with joy.

'Is Fang Yi so arrogant?
They are both in the middle stage of foundation building, yet they are fighting one against two?

Master Baihua murmured in his heart.

"This Examination Hall is in my hands. It's not your turn to make the decision..."

Master Baihua and Wei Yushu exchanged a glance, and they understood each other's thoughts. At the same time, they summoned their magic power and pressed down towards Fang Yi.

"boom!"

The collision of the three people's energy became more and more intense, three-colored spiritual light flowed, and the spiritual tide rolled.

If the Merit Examination Pavilion was not filled with magical restrictions, it would have exploded in the fight between the three Foundation Establishment Masters.

as time flows.

Fang Yi's expression was calm, his magical power was flowing, and the green light was endless.

Inch by inch, it rolled over the pink mist and azure water vapor, pressing down towards Wei Yushu and Master Baihua.

Wei Yushu looked tired, with veins bulging on his forehead.

"How can it be?

We are both in the middle stage of foundation building, so how come Fang Yi has such a strong foundation?"

Master Baihua's face also turned pale, and he felt a faint pain in his meridians.

Thinking about the benefits I have gained in the Examination Hall over the past few years.

A fierce look appeared in her eyes, and she opened her red lips slightly and spoke quickly.

'Fellow Daoist Yushu, you and I made a mistake in our calculations.

Fang Yi has a solid foundation, and his wood-based skills are good at recovering energy, so he cannot be fought head-on in the pavilion.

The only solution now is for you and I, the two foundation-building masters, to join forces.

No matter how strong Fang Yi is, or how profound his background is, he is only a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building...'

Wei Yushu sighed inwardly.

Wei Jiuxiao, the pillar of the Wei family, passed away in the Hanling Secret Realm, and he was ready to retreat.

However, Wu Wei Jiuxiao suppressed him with absolute strength.

The Wei family is now being coerced by the Foundation Establishment Master, and they can't retreat just because they want to.

There was a fierce look in Wei Yushu's eyes.

Either don’t do it or never do it.

"Buzz!"

Wei Zhilan's magic power surged, and her energy was connected with Wei Yushu.

Then came Lu An, Chen Ping... one after another, the foundation-building masters, and their aura was integrated into it.

On the other side, Qian Chuanzi looked at Fang Yi apologetically.

"My apologies, Fellow Daoist Fang. I also need to consider the Qian family..."

Three copper coins were circulating as magical instruments, and the coin strings were emitting golden light, connecting with the aura of seven or eight foundation-building masters behind them.

The vast momentum is integrated into the aura of the people on Baihua.

More than twenty foundation-building masters attacked together, their magic power surged, and their qi was connected.

The vast aura pressed down on Fang Yi like a mountain.

"Buzz!"

"Crash!"

The azure water vapor gathers and accumulates into rain, transforming into the phantom of a vast and long river.

The pink mist circulates, the precious light is overflowing, and it transforms into an ancient flower basket magic tool.

"Imposingness condenses into form?"

Fang Yi's face was tense. More than twenty foundation-building masters joined forces, their aura condensed and transformed into a strange vision, which was vaguely comparable to the fake dan master.

……

The foundation-building master holding the precious pearl on the side opened his eyes wide and said in astonishment.

"Hey, the Wei family and the forces left behind by Luo Shengyi, instead of fighting to the death, actually joined forces...

This is really an eye-opener for She...”

"Brother She, the Examination Hall involves huge interests.

These two families originally thought that the head of the Examination Pavilion was either Wei Yushu or Master Baihua.

Now that complications have arisen and Fang Yi from Qingzhi Tower has appeared, it’s natural that interests must come first…”

"Fang Yi? Master Yitun? Interesting, interesting...

However, if I fight one against twenty, I'm afraid I'll suffer a great loss..."

Some cultivators, who wanted to watch the fun, did not mind the trouble and used their secret techniques to encourage others.

"Fellow Daoist Yushu, teach Fang Yi a lesson..."

"Right, right, right... Fellow Daoist Baihua, kill Fang Yi first, then destroy Yushu...

This Examination Hall is ultimately under your control..."

"Brother Fang Yi, hold the sect's decree in your hand and run over..."

Wei Yushu ignored the instigation of the monk beside him.

He bowed his head and spoke sincerely.

"Brother Fang, the Examination Hall is very busy. If you are willing to let us share the burden,

Senior Sister Baihua and I are willing to withdraw...

If you don’t want to…”

"Buzz!"

The long blue river surged towards Fang Yi.

Master Baihua also pointed with his finger, and a pink flower basket shone with precious light, with a huge momentum.

"Oh?

My two fellow Daoists, you are so confident."

Fang Yi's magical power flowed, his clothes fluttered, and green spiritual light gathered and transformed into an ancient tree with twisted branches.

The ancient trees are lush and graceful, with runes flowing on the branches, evolving unyielding vitality.

"Since Senior Brother Fang refused to accept my toast and is drinking the forfeit wine, then please don't blame me..."

Wei Yushu and Master Baihua were both full of confidence.

With more than twenty foundation-building masters joining forces, even Zhong He, who had completed his foundation, would have to retreat.

What’s more, Fang Yi is just a cultivator at the fifth level of foundation building.

Even if Qin Yu and Huo Zhao established their foundation and forged a mid-grade Dao foundation, they are still only two cultivators in the early stage of foundation building.

Behind Fang Yi, the branches of the lush ancient trees swayed, as if they were no match for the mighty river and the pink mist.

He smiled calmly and exclaimed softly.

"Yu'er, Zhao'er..."

"Master, disciple is here!"

"Buzz!"

Qin Yu had a handsome face and was wearing a Yimu robe. He walked into the hall with Huo Zhao, whose skin was shining with precious light.

One gold and one green, two streams of energy merge into the lush ancient trees.

Ancient trees are growing, and golden threads are outlined on their branches and leaves, but they are still no match for the vast and long vision.

But I can vaguely entangle with it,

Master Baihua sneered, and with a flick of his white and tender fingertips, a strange image of a flower basket shimmering in pink mist descended.

"They are just two people in the early stage of foundation building...

What good is it to forge a mid-level foundation? The potential has not yet been transformed into strength...

What's the use?"

"Junior Sister Baihua is right...

I am alone, even with Yu'er and Zhao'er's help, I am still no match for you..."

Fang Yi was confident and dared to come here, so he was naturally fully prepared.

"but……"

"But what? Fang Yi, don't bluff.
In your Qingzhi Tower, there's only one person left, Fan Dacheng, who's in the early stages of foundation building...

Your good friend Xu Qingshe is stuck on the front lines of Sudu Mountain, unable to escape...

The mistress of Lanyue Tower cannot interfere in the affairs of Xuanyang Mountain..."

Wei Yushu no longer hesitated. With a thought, the vast river rushed towards the lush ancient trees.

"Senior Sister Baihua, attack with all your strength!"

"You guys have done a thorough investigation...

but……"

Fang Yi smiled mysteriously.

“Dacheng… since Junior Brother Yushu wants to see you so much.

Don’t let him down!”

"Haha, don't worry, Brother Fang... Dacheng will never let Senior Brother Yushu down..."

"Boom!"

With the sound of his blood surging, the burly Fan Dacheng strode into the hall.

Then he summoned his magic power, and a golden light merged into the strange image of the twisted ancient tree.

Seeing the ancient tree growing again, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

"Junior Brother Yueze, Senior Brother Jing, thank you for your help..."

"Junior Brother Fang, it's just a small matter..."

"Crash!"

The wind howled and the water shone.

Jing Shaohong, wearing a free and easy robe and a Qingfeng crown, stepped out from the green escape light.

With a light cough, Master Yueze, holding a wooden stick, slowly walked behind Fang Yi.

"Brother Fang, you're too polite..."

Two auras of the middle stage of foundation building were integrated into the ancient tree.

"Crash!"

The branches and leaves of the ancient green tree swayed, and its momentum continued to rise, under the unpleasant gazes of Wei Yushu and Master Baihua.

Colliding with the vast river and the misty flower baskets.

Pink, green and blue, three colors of spiritual light flow.

Although he was at a slight disadvantage when fighting one against two, the vast ancient trees were enough to protect Fang Yi's forces.

"Brother Fang, how about we stop here?"

Wei Yushu spoke.

Master Baihua frowned slightly, but ultimately did not speak to stop it.

Obviously, the sudden appearance of the two foundation-building monks was beyond their expectations.

"That's it?"

Fang Yi sneered.

"Little Seven!"

A mighty spiritual light shot up into the sky, and the aura of the second-grade top-grade monster was no longer concealed!

A topaz-colored spiritual light flew out of the spiritual pet bag on Fang Yi's waist and transformed into a silver-white little beast.

The spiritual power of Wu Earth gathered, and the flying sand and rocks turned into the phantom of a jade-colored treasure gourd.

"boom!"

On the jade treasure gourd, heavy spiritual characters flowed and fell towards the misty flower basket.

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

With just one strike, a crack faintly appeared on the flower basket magic weapon.

"A second-rank, superior-grade demon beast? When did this Wu Earth Pig achieve its breakthrough?"

Master Baihua looked unhappy if he knew that Fang Yi's pet had made a breakthrough.

She must have colluded secretly and would never have such a direct confrontation.

Fang Yi chuckled, and the ancient green trees swayed, and bright green light bloomed.

"Crash!"

The vast river was cut into two sections by the ancient trees, turning into mist and slowly dissipating.

"Pfft!"

Wei Yushu, Wei Zhilan... seven or eight foundation-building cultivators were hit back by the momentum, vomiting blood and their energy dropped.

Seeing this, Fang Yi pointed his finger, and the lush ancient trees fell again.

"boom!"

The precious light shattered, the misty flower basket exploded, and Master Baihua's face turned pale, with a hint of sweetness in his mouth.

Fang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering, and spoke calmly.

"I, following the order of the Immortal Master of the sect, have become the Master of the Examination Pavilion...

Are there any of you fellow disciples who disagree?"

……

(End of this chapter)