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

Chapter 490: Two Years, Spiritual Vein Advancement (Two-in-One)

In the Qingyuan Market, seven pillars of light—red, green, gold, and brown—shot up into the sky, gathering spiritual power of various attributes and stirring up the wind and clouds.

In the light column, there are the bronze ancient tripod rising and falling, the green lotus flag fluttering, the black gold three-pointed knife swallowing and spitting out cold light, and the earth element pearl slowly turning.
"here we go!"

In the market town, Wang Ming, whose face was covered with flesh and whose left eyebrow was split by a scar, had a flushed complexion and was filled with ecstasy.

"In just two years, Qingyuan Market has already begun refining spirit veins. What a big deal."

"Seven foundation-building masters reached the top of the earth veins to refine the spirit veins. What is the purpose of this Qingyuan market?"

A foundation-building master wearing linen clothes and a wooden hairpin on his head had a gleam in his eyes.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Wang, I heard that you've had a good relationship with Master Fang Yi over the past two years. You've found the right backer and made the right bet."

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Wang. After the spiritual veins of those two shops have been upgraded, their prices are no longer the same as before."

"Hehe, by chance, I was noticed by Brother Fang Yi."

Wang Ming's face flushed red.

The prices of shops in the quasi-second-level spiritual veins are vastly different from those in the second-level spiritual veins.

The hundred arts of cultivating immortality, whether it is connecting with spiritual energy when refining talismans, drawing on earth fire when refining pills, or guiding the qi channels when setting up formations.
None of them requires spiritual energy.

The higher the quality of the spiritual vein, the more it can attract high-level cultivators.

Hundreds of years ago, the biggest reason why Fengling Fairy City was able to be established was that True Man Jiuqu had somehow refined a third-grade low-grade spiritual vein.

Afterwards, he used his spiritual veins, caves, spiritual fields and spiritual lands to continuously attract independent cultivators from Dayun's world of immortal cultivation.

After estimating the price of the store he owned, Wang Ming's body trembled slightly with excitement.

He regretted in his heart and murmured.

“Buy less, buy less.

If I had known this earlier, with my wealth, I could have bought at least two more shops in the heart of the market."

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Six gilded dragon stakes covered with inscriptions fell again.

The ground in the Bizhu Courtyard shook, the spiritual spring tumbled, dust flew, and a crack spread across the ground.
"town!"

Fang Yi sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, with his power of kurong running, the Five Poison Cauldron glowed with precious light, and five-colored mist flowed.

Suppress the quasi-second-level spiritual vein that is constantly vibrating like a dragon.

"After two years, I finally got the sect's earth vein master to refine my spirit veins. Now I can't let him down.

If Zhang Hengyi hadn't taken this path.

The refinement of this quasi-second-level spiritual vein in Qingyuanfang City is not enough to invite Kou Yuan, known as the "Earth Dragon Son."

"but."

Looking at the dragon-fixing piles falling from the sky, each one covered with spirit-gathering inscriptions.

Every time a dragon-fixing stake was placed, the trembling force of the spiritual vein would increase by 10%.

When the eighteen golden-plated dragon-fixing stakes covered with inscriptions of mountains and rivers fell, the spiritual veins struggled with such great force that the Five Poison Cauldron could hardly suppress them.

"There seems to be something wrong with Kou Yuan's method of refining his spiritual veins.
Shouldn't it be like this?

Although Kou Yuan is only at the fifth level of foundation building, he is known as the "Earth Dragon Son" and his Feng Shui and earth vein skills are at least second-grade upper grade.
Even reaching the quasi-third level."

Fang Yi frowned slightly.

Only if a cultivator has the opportunity to condense a true elixir will he be qualified to be honored with a Taoist title.

The same is true for cultivating the hundred arts of immortality. Only when one has the hope of reaching the third level of skills can one be qualified to be called a "Zi".

Kou Yuan is the best in Xuanyang Mountain in terms of geomancy skills.

Respected as "Earth Dragon Son" by cultivators of the same level, how could there be any mistake in refining a second-level low-grade spiritual vein?

The look of doubt in Fang Yi's eyes grew more intense.

[Plum Blossom Yishu] was slightly activated, and a silver hexagonal winter plum blossom appeared in the dark pupils.

"lucky?!"

Looking at the strange hexagram, Fang Yi was speechless for a moment.

"My Dao of Heavenly Secrets is about to enter the lower second level, and Kou Yuan has no divination artifacts to cover him.

How could it be Ji? !
Could it be that the inheritance of the Earth Vein Master in the Dayun Immortal Cultivation World is just like this, so grand and powerful?"

In order to refine his spiritual veins, Fang Yi invited his friends and gathered his disciples to make full preparations.

Qin Yu, Huo Zhao, Fan Dacheng, Yue Ze, Chun Yue, Jing Shaohong
Including myself, there are three cultivators in the early stage of foundation building, one cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and three cultivators in the late stage of foundation building.

A total of seven foundation-building masters!

Fang Yi was puzzled.

'With this lineup, we can't suppress the spirit veins.

How can a small family with only one or two foundation-building cultivators complete the second-level spiritual vein refinement?

He looked at the azure water in front of him, which was rippled by the vibration of the earth veins.
Fan Dacheng, Qin Yu, and Huo Zhao's robes fluttered as they each activated their own magical weapons, their auras fluctuating.

"We can't go on like this. My Qi channels are long and strong, and I can suppress the spiritual veins and spiritual eyes.

Yu'er, Zhao'er, and Dacheng, their cultivation is still a little behind after all."

Fang Yi withdrew his gaze from the water mirror.

"Fortunately, two years ago, when I was preparing to upgrade my spiritual veins, I had already made a backup plan."

After advancing to the seventh level of foundation building, many miscellaneous matters in Qingyuan Market were handed over to Qin Yu.

In two years and seven hundred days and nights, Fang Yi's practice of the [Life and Death Sutra] has made further progress.

He also began to study the secret techniques that he had previously found difficult to perform due to his lack of cultivation.

He changed the gestures with his fingertips, tied his hands inward, put his two index fingers together vertically, and pressed his thumb against the ring nail.

A powerful aura like a mountain flowed and blessed the Five Poison Cauldron.

[Green Mountain Immovable Seal]!
"Boom!"

The sounds of bells and tripods echoed, the Five Poison Cauldrons stood on three legs, the wild energy flowed, the toad worshipped the moon, the golden centipede exhaled, the black spider wove a web, and a scene of a frosty sky with all kinds of creatures emerged.

Many strange phenomena flowed, and finally the tremendous force rising from the spiritual vein was suppressed again.

"If this continues, a cultivator at the seventh level of foundation building will not be able to suppress it."

Fang Yi looked to the side, at the disciple of [Earth Dragon].

"Nephew Kou Huai, Senior Brother Kou Yuan mentioned earlier that using the [Fixing Veins Method] to refine the spirit veins, how many more Dinglong piles do we need to insert?"

Kou Huai, wearing a Hunyuan scarf and a brown mountain and river robe, was holding a golden compass.

His face was filled with amazement.

"Uncle Fang, to refine a quasi-second-level spirit vein to the second level, at least three Dragon-Fixing Pillars are needed.

If the earth's energy is stagnant and evil spirits are entangled, nine dragon-fixing stakes are enough."

"Three? Nine?"

Fang Yi pointed at the eighteen brown rays of light rising into the sky, surrounded by the spiritual power of Wu Earth, and repeated it again.

"Junior Brother Kou Huai, you were talking about three Dragon-Fixing Pillars, but now there are eighteen?"

Kou Huai glanced at Kou Yuan, who was in Qingyuan Market and had a strong and solemn aura.

He smiled awkwardly.

"Uncle Fang, please wait a moment. I want to ask Master."

Kou Huai took off a rhino horn pendant from his waist, activated his magic power, and spoke in a voice transmission.

"Master."

In the Qingyuan Market, Kou Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, showing dissatisfaction, and then took off the rhino horn pendant that was flashing black light around his waist.

"Master, Uncle Fang seems unable to suppress this spiritual vein."

Kou Yuan looked at the eighteen gilded dragon-fixing stakes, which inhaled and exhaled the earth's energy and stirred up the spiritual tide.

His serious face, covered with fine lines, was in a trance as he came back to his senses from his concentration.

Startled, Kou Yuan's mouth twitched slightly.

'Oops, it's too late! This is not in the door.'

"."

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Time passed bit by bit, and a quarter of an hour had passed. The rhino horn pendant flashed black light rapidly again.

Seeing that his master did not respond for a long time, the rhino horn pendant vibrated slightly.

Kou Huai's cautious voice came.

"Master, are you losing your temper again?"

Kou Yuan's face turned bitter, and he looked at the eighteen gilded dragon-fixing stakes with a look of heartache on his face.

The sect sent him to help Qingyuanfang City upgrade its spiritual veins. He only needed to upgrade the quasi-second-level spiritual veins to the lower-grade second level.

As a second-class Feng Shui and geomancy master, he only needs to offer three dragon-fixing stakes.

At most, there are nine dragon-fixing stakes.

Given Fang Yi's status in the sect, he was originally planning to use the Six Dragon-Fixing Pillars.

The remaining three reasonable losses are the profits he made.

But now.
Kou Yuan was dejected.

"This is a losing business!"

Above the nine fixed dragon piles, there are twelve Yuanchen numbers.

It is not about advancing to the second-level low-grade spiritual vein, but about taking another small step and advancing to the second-level medium-grade spiritual vein.

The magic tools and spiritual objects consumed, as well as one's own vitality, will not be reimbursed by the sect.

“This is such a huge loss!!!”

Kou Yuan felt bitter in his heart and his face turned dark blue.

Dinglongzhuang is a special earth vein magic tool, which is used to sacrifice and refine the six-path Dingyuan and soul-attracting magic prohibitions.

Once the nail is driven in, it will immediately draw in the earth's spiritual veins, and taking it out again will just be scrap metal.

Even if there were weapon refiners from Xuanyang Mountain who supplied it at cost price, a Dragon-Fixing Stake would still cost four hundred low-grade spirit stones.

Moreover, due to the uniqueness of the magic prohibition, it is not easy to sacrifice and refine. It takes one or two years to sacrifice and refine a Dinglong Pillar.

The extra nine dragon-fixing stakes were worth 3,600 low-grade spirit stones, which were also his inventory for nearly 20 years.

This is enough to exchange for a top-grade magical weapon.

"Brother Kou, why did you stop?"

"Junior Brother Fang?"

Watching Fang Yi walk out of the Bizhu Courtyard and come to his side in a few steps, Kou Yuan sighed without hiding anything.

"Junior Brother Fang, in the Qingyun Ridge market, according to the order of the sect's master, it needs to be refined to the second-level lower grade.

It consumes at least three Dinglong piles, and at most nine."

Kou Yuan paused, his face full of helplessness.

“However, Junior Brother’s cultivation is so profound that he has suppressed the earth veins so that they cannot move.

My senior brother didn't sense the changes in the spiritual veins and the earth's energy, so he slipped and inserted nine more.
But don’t worry, Junior Brother, I will bear the extra expenses myself.”

Fang Yi's eyes flashed with brilliance, and the silver hexagonal plum blossoms turned as he observed the direction of the spiritual energy in the market.

The nine dragon-fixing stakes are covered with heavy runes, which urge the earth's energy to connect with each other.

With each swallow and exhale, the original quasi-second-level spiritual vein continued to expand, and it seemed to be advancing to the second level.

The remaining nine dragon-fixing stakes, in the positions of the Nine Palaces, absorb and exhale spiritual energy, but seem to be lacking something.

As the earth's spiritual veins flow, there is always a missing piece that cannot connect with the nine most core dragon-fixing stakes.

After a while.

The gleam in his eyes faded, as if he was thinking about something.

“Brother, the spiritual vein of Qingyuanfang City has advanced, possibly to the second-level mid-grade.

If I want to advance to the second-level intermediate grade, I still need six Dinglong Pillars to complete the twelve positive and negative Yuanchen."

"Junior brother has a keen eye."

Kou Yuan's eyes showed astonishment. Being able to see the direction of the spiritual vein showed that Fang Yi had already mastered the art of observing qi.

“No wonder there are rumors in the sect that Junior Brother Fang is expected to reach the third level of medical skills.

The four virtues of medicine are observation, auscultation, inquiry and palpation.
Junior brother has already mastered the art of observing qi and is no longer limited to the small celestial bodies in the human body.

It seems to have touched upon the great universe of Zhou Tian."

Kou Yuan's eyes were filled with amazement, and he didn't seem to feel that bad at all for the loss of 3,600 low-grade spirit stones.

"Junior brother, you are not far from becoming a quasi-third-level spiritual doctor, right?

We, the foundation-building cultivators, are ultimately inferior to the Jindan True Immortals. Our spiritual consciousness and magical powers have undergone another transformation. Now, we only hear that Senior Brother Yan's Dao of Heavenly Secrets has entered the quasi-third level.

After Senior Brother Yan, I think it would be Junior Brother Fang, who is closest to becoming a quasi-third-level spiritual doctor."

Fang Yi smiled slightly, as gentle as the best of spring snow and as soft as jade.

"Brother, you are too kind. The way of spiritual medicine is broad and profound. It is so difficult to become a third-level spiritual doctor.
Senior Brother Kou is well versed in Fengshui and earth veins. I wonder if the spiritual veins in Qingyuan Market can be advanced to the second-level mid-grade level."

"This"

Kou Yuan was a little hesitant.

The spiritual vein of Qingyuanfang City was suppressed by the Five Poison Cauldron, and seven foundation-building masters joined forces.

By activating the [Pulse Fixation Method] and the eighteen Dragon Fixation Pillars, he was 60% sure that he could raise his spiritual vein from the quasi-second level to the lower second level and reach the middle second level.

However, a second-order, mid-grade spiritual vein can already provide cultivation for cultivators in the late stage of foundation building, so it will naturally not be easy to achieve, and there is no risk at all.

There is also a 40% chance that the spiritual vein will fail to advance.

If the advancement fails, the spiritual energy accumulated in the spiritual veins will explode, which is enough to turn the entire market into ruins.

Seeing Kou Yuan's hesitant expression.

Fang Yi smiled and took out a bulging storage bag from his sleeve and stuffed it into Kou Yuan's arms.

"Brother Kou, I'll have to trouble you with the spiritual vein advancement in Qingyuan Market this time.

Just a small token of my appreciation, please accept it."

"Junior Brother Fang, there's no need to be so polite among fellow disciples."

Kou Yuan didn't even look at what spiritual object was in the storage bag. He waved his hand and pushed the bulging storage items back.

to him.

As a second-rank, superior-grade geomancer, with Xuanyang Mountain at his back, countless foundation-building cultivators came seeking his help.

He has no shortage of spirit stones.
He also has no shortage of common spiritual objects and magical instruments.
In this case, why should I accept the spiritual object given by Fang Yi and do him a favor?

Kou Yuan has practiced for two hundred years, and now the only thing he wants is an elixir to prolong his life.

But for such treasures, even the fake Dan Zhenren would desire them, and the Jin Dan Zhenren would take action, even if the spiritual doctor in front of them has them.

It will never be given to oneself.

"Brother, these are just some spiritual objects, why refuse them?"

Seeing that Kou Yuan was unmoved, Fang Yi secretly felt that the situation was difficult.

Although there is only one grade difference between the second-level low-grade spiritual vein and the second-level medium-grade spiritual vein, their effects on cultivation are vastly different.

The spiritual energy of the second-level medium-grade spiritual vein is pure, and the cultivation speed can be 20% higher than that of practicing on the second-level low-grade spiritual vein.

With the help of the Seven Rings, a spirit gathering array was set up. The spiritual energy at the core of the spirit vein, the spirit eye, became even richer and purer.

Comparable to a second-grade superior spiritual vein.

Fang Yi's body cultivation reached the third level, and he had a second-level top-grade spiritual vein, so that he could maintain his progress.

What's more, True Man Jiuhan left a message, saying that in the Jiazi year, one will enter the stage of foundation building and perfection, and there will be a great opportunity.

Fang Yi could only count on one hand the few great opportunities that could be noticed by a Jindan True Man and given to a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

No matter what kind, it will be of great benefit to Fang Yi.

"Senior Brother Kou"

"Junior Brother Fang, there's no need to say more. After Kou refines his spirit veins, he has something important to attend to."

Kou Yuan bowed and interrupted Fang Yi.

He knew clearly that Fang Yi had reached the seventh level of foundation building and was also a top-grade second-class spiritual doctor.

Just now, he even activated the magic weapon to suppress the earth veins.

It's not so easy to get the benefits from such a person.

If he was just an ordinary foundation-building cultivator or even a foundation-building disciple, it would be fine. However, Kou Yuan had the support of Xuanyang Mountain and was noticed by the Jindan True Man in the sect.

It’s okay to accept the spiritual stones and spiritual medicine.

Fang Yi is different. Even if he accepts a favor, he has to repay the favor.

Kou Yuan saw clearly that what Fang Yi wanted was to upgrade the quasi-second-level spiritual vein in Qingyuanfang City to the second level.

He murmured in his mind.

"Junior Brother Fang, it's not that I don't give you face, but the remaining Dinglong Pillars I have are for the disciples of Master Hu Lei to upgrade the spiritual veins dojo.

Although you are a great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, you have the hope of forming a pill in the future.

But hope is just hope after all. A generation of Xuanyang Mountain lasts for sixty years, and there have been more than ten cultivators who are known as the seeds of the Jindan stage throughout the ages.

In the end, let alone forming a real elixir, is there even one cultivator out of ten who can condense a fake elixir?
Besides, my life span is too short to wait till then.

Kou Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his skinny five fingers, and raised a longitude and latitude sextant carved from black bronze.

"Click! Click!"

The slender pointer on the longitude and latitude sextant rotates, and the rich earth energy gathers on it.

One way.
Five Ways
九道
The twelve magical prohibitions lit up, and precious light emerged, evolving into a phantom of a demon with a human head and a snake body, holding a flying snake in his hand and seven hands on his back.

Quasi-magic weapon?
Fang Yi narrowed his eyes, knowing that if he allowed this quasi-magic weapon-level longitude and latitude sextant to refine his spiritual veins, there would be no room for recovery.

"Crash!"

The banner of withering and flourishing in the ruins world appeared behind him, and the brilliant vitality gathered and transformed into layers of flowing green light.

"disease!"

Fang Yi's fingertips changed the magic formula.

A three-headed, six-armed demon god with a crown of creation, a green wooden robe, and a compassionate face walked down from the treasure banner.

"Brother Kou, why are you so anxious?"

The Merciful Demon God waved his six arms, and the shadows of the magic tools such as the pure bottle, the precious tripod, the willow branch, and the alms bowl condensed in his hands.

"Junior Brother Fang, what do you mean?"

Kou Yuan's face turned cold and the longitude and latitude sextant started to rotate.

The shadow of a demon god with a human head and a snake body, holding a flying snake in his hand and seven hands on his back, is surrounded by a gray and fierce aura.

The Teng Snake in his hand also gave off a bloodthirsty look.

"Junior brother, do you want to fight me?
Although Kou is only at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment, I have killed more than one late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.”

With a faint murderous intent lingering around, Kou Yuan straightened his hunched back, his eyes shining with brilliance.

A brown spiritual ruler, with a faint earth-colored light, slipped out from his sleeve.

"Another quasi-magic weapon?"

Fang Yi's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt a faint threat from Kou Yuan.

He has reached the third level of physical cultivation and holds two magic weapons. Among the fake Dan Zhenren, he is not a weakling.

"This Kou Yuan still has a hidden card. And as a geomancer, how can he manipulate the evil spirit so skillfully?"

"Senior Brother Kou misunderstood."

Fang Yi chuckled, and a stream of Yimu Longevity energy filled with vitality fell down.

"Misunderstand?
Since it is a misunderstanding, Junior Brother Fang, please don't block my way. Wait until this spiritual vein is refined.

Kou has other important matters to attend to and has no time to linger in Qingyuan Market."

"Huh? This is..."

Feeling the Yi Mu Long Qi glowing with green light slowly falling, Kou Yuan waved his hand and intercepted the Yi Mu Long Qi halfway.

"Such a rich vitality?"

Fang Yi had a smile on his face.

"Brother Kou, it's just that the Yimu Longevity Qi that I've cultivated is the best for replenishing vital energy and healing hidden injuries.

Brother activated the longitude and latitude sextant, which attracted evil spirits, and he must have suffered serious injuries.

Why not try Junior Brother's Yimu Changshengqi?"

Kou Yuan pondered for a moment, and a ray of light appeared from his fingertips, falling towards the Bizhu Courtyard.

After a moment, a ray of spiritual light emerged, and Kou Huai was wearing a Hunyuan scarf and a mountain and river robe swaying in the wind.

He bowed his head.

"Kou Huai greets Master, and greets Uncle Fang Yi."

"kindness!"

Kou Yuan nodded slightly, raised his hands, and lifted Kou Huai up with gentle force.

“You and I are master and disciple, no need to be polite.

Huai'er, I remember that you captured the Jade Armored Sandshrew some time ago and it was seriously injured.
Take it out, your uncle Fang Yi's Yimu Longevity Infusion will be of great help to your demon pet."

Kou Huai glanced at Fang Yi and saw that he was a gentleman with elegant demeanor.

"Xiaojia!"

"babble!"

A gray demonic cloud flew out from the demon pet bag.

The evil cloud dissipated, and the Green Armored Mountain-Drilling Beast was revealed. It was oval in shape, with a small head and a smooth skull like a pebble, a slender snout, and thick limbs.

"咿~咿~"

The Green-Armored Sandshrew dug its thick limbs, and looked at Fang Yi warily with its slender eyes. Its claws were shining with a faint cold light, and there was a murderous aura around them.

"A low-grade, second-rank demon beast. Great opportunity for Junior-Martial Nephew Kou Huai."

Fang Yi seemed not to notice the Green-Armored Sandshrew's vigilance and showed admiration on his face.

"It's not as good as Junior Brother Fang's Wu Tu Pig Beast, but it has already advanced to the second-grade upper grade, and has a bright future."

Kou Yuan took a step forward, holding a jade ruler, and the longitude and latitude sextant carved from black bronze slowly turned.

Although he knew that Fang Yi would never take action in Qingyuan Market, he still waved his hand and pulled Kou Huai behind him.

"Huai'er, try your uncle Fang's Yimu Changshengqi."

"Xiaojia!"

Kou Huai let out a soft cry, and the Green-armored Mountain-diving Beast understood, and it tightened its long and slender snout, sucking Yi Mu's longevity energy into its body.

"goo"

After a few breaths, the Green-armored Sandshrew let out a comfortable cry, and the wounds on its green scales that were entangled with evil spirits quickly healed.

Kou Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, he put the jade ruler into his sleeve, and slowed down his tone.

"Junior Brother Fang, it's not that I don't want to help you refine your spiritual veins.

It is true that there are risks in refining the spirit veins. Even after reaching the second level, these eighteen dragon-fixing piles are still a little short.
If one fails, the spiritual vein will explode.

I'm afraid that the Qingyuan Market you painstakingly built will be reduced to ruins."

"Brother Kou, I have made up my mind. Please help me."

Fang Yi bowed.

Although he was not familiar with formations, his knowledge of spiritual medicine had already reached the quasi-third level.

With a rich accumulation of the four unique methods of observation, listening, questioning and palpation, combined with the [Book of Life and Death, Withering and Flourishing] to sense the Qi, and then using the [Plum Blossom Divination] to predict good and bad luck.
Moreover, the seven guards under his command are extremely talented and proficient in formations, and are second-grade top-grade formation masters.

The Qi of these eighteen Dinglong piles is interconnected, and there is clearly a sense of incompleteness.

Twenty-four!

The twenty-four dragon-fixing stakes evolve into the twelve Yuanchen numbers, one positive and one negative, which is the complete posture.

Combined with the quasi-magical-level longitude and latitude sextant in Kou Yuan's hand, even if the spiritual vein fails to advance, it is impossible for it to explode.

Kou Yuan's lack of confidence was just an excuse for not having enough self-worth.

Fang Yi pondered for a moment.

He took out a palm-sized talisman engraved with the eight trigrams from his sleeve.

Under the influence of magic power, a handsome monk with silver hair, wearing a square pure crown, a Yin-Yang Bagua robe, a green jade brocade belt around his waist, and cloud-stepping boots appeared.
"Brother Yan's true token?"

Kou Yuan was shocked.

Yan Youtai didn't even give this true token to his disciples, so how could it be in Fang Yi's hands?

Fang Yi said nothing. He waved his sleeves and a red pill bead appeared in the air, absorbing and exhaling spiritual energy.

"Junior Brother Xu's Danzhu?"

Kou Yuan looked at Fang Yi deeply.

How could he not know the name Xu Qingshe? This pill bead is like the true transmission token, and can almost represent himself.

A piece of cold jade slipped out from Fang Yi's sleeve.

"Is this a token from Bingpo Peak?" Kou Yuan sighed. "Junior Brother Fang really has a wide circle of friends."

(End of this chapter)