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

Chapter 520: Medical Breakthrough? Guiyuan Blood Wine (Three-in-One)

Mysterious cave.

"Chu Xiang, since Gu Qingfeng accepted the spiritual object, he must be greedy and have greedy thoughts. That will be easy to deal with."

Yan Youtai pondered for a moment, put away the photo beads, and took out two green jade boxes from his storage bag.

“This jade box contains the other two main ingredients for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill.

A second-grade, low-quality inner elixir of the water-absorbing leopard and a three-hundred-year-old ginseng to replenish essence.

Combined with the main ingredient of the Foundation Establishment Pill in Gu Qingfeng's hand, a furnace of Foundation Establishment Pills can be refined."

Seeing the monk in front of him respectfully accept the jade box, Yan Youtai continued to speak.

"Give these two spiritual objects to Xie Yuanrong, and let him communicate with Gu Qingfeng...

Maintain good relations and prepare the Qi Liuying Pearl, who knows, it might be of great use in the future..."

As if noticing that Chu Xiang was tense, Yan Youtai walked behind Chu Xiang, patted his shoulder with his slender five fingers, and slowed down his tone.

"Handle this matter properly. Ji Hong has defected, and Chen Shiqi died at the hands of a demon after building his foundation.

Now, you are the only foundation-building cultivator left under my command.

Once this is done, I will allow your son to become my disciple."

Chu Xiang's movements faltered slightly, and then his eyes flashed with ecstasy. "Yes, my Lord! I will definitely see to it!"

He bowed respectfully and slowly retreated on his knees.

The next day.

The chilly spring breeze blows slowly, the grass grows and the birds fly, and the spring is in full swing.

Outside the Xuanji Cave, in a restaurant with a sign saying "Food is the Heaven", people were coming and going.

A monk with a sturdy figure was sitting in a box on the fourth floor, paying close attention to the monks coming and going in Xuanji Cave Mansion.

Looking at a green-sailed boat rising from the Xuanji Cave, passing through the west gate of the ancient city, and disappearing into the distance.

"Which direction? It seems Yan Youtai is willing to compromise with the master."

Gu Jiushang narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

"In that case, it's time to report to the master."

The magic gestures at his fingertips changed, and the gray magic power flowed around his body. There seemed to be the sound of metal colliding and the sound of a machine turning.

A ray of spiritual light flowed and accumulated, turning into layers of legal prohibitions, isolating the inside and the outside.

"Buzz!"

As if sensing something, the gray magic power gathered into the shadow of a monk with sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes and a gentle temperament.

Fang Yi's shadow swayed, and he slowly opened his eyes. Feeling the indestructible connection between himself and Gu Jiushang, he looked satisfied.

The secret technique of human puppets is the top inheritance of the Ghost Axe Divine Pavilion. It is full of mysteries, and the second level is just the beginning of the secret technique.

But as Fang Yi and Gu Jiushang's cultivation improved, the Human Puppet Technique has already revealed some of its mysteries.

Such as this method of projecting sound over thousands of miles.

A few moments.

The shadow gradually stabilized, and Fang Yi's handsome features gradually became clear.

Gu Jiushang bowed and spoke.

"Master, Master Chu Xiang, under Yan Youtai, led more than 20 Xuanyang Guards to leave Dadu Ancient City.
What to do next?"

Fang Yi spoke.

"It seems that Master Hu Lei's intimidation has taken effect, and Yan Youtai is willing to compromise.

But from what I know about him, no matter how close we are, if his cultivation level can threaten him, he will never seek treatment from me again."

"Then what should we do?"

Gu Jiushang frowned and felt anxious.

As a human puppet refined by the miraculous method, his soul and body have long been infected by Fang Yi. He is absolutely loyal to Fang Yi and puts Fang Yi's interests first in all things.

Whether it was the [True Chapter of Spiritual Roots' Ascension] or the planning of spiritual veins, he knew everything.

In order to obtain the quasi-third-level spiritual vein of the Murong family in Nanyunpo, the role of Yan Youtai, the successor of Tianque Zhenren and a quasi-third-level fortune teller, is of paramount importance.

If Yan Youtai becomes suspicious, he will no longer seek Fang Yi to treat his old illness.
All of Fang Yi's plans will collapse one by one.

If you want to obtain the quasi-third-level spiritual vein of Dadu Ancient City
Within a hundred years, the fake Dan Zhenren who guarded the quasi-third-level spiritual veins in the ancient city had sufficient lifespans.

If you miss this opportunity, you won’t have another chance in the next hundred years.

"Wait."

Fang Yi's eyes were deep, like an ancient cold pond.

"wait?"

Gu Jiushang's face became more and more confused, and he was puzzled.

"Master, this opportunity is rare. If you miss it,

I don’t know when will be the next time when I will have the possibility to seize the quasi-third-level spiritual vein.

How will you improve your Dao foundation then?"

"Brother Gu, don't worry. This matter cannot be rushed."

Fang Yi shook his head slightly. He was confident and sure of himself.

"People like Yan Youtai are very scheming. They practice divination and are suspicious of everything.
If you come to my house, even if the story is true and you have made sufficient preparations, once he becomes suspicious, there is no way he will come to me to treat his old illness.

Let alone borrowing his power in exchange for a second-grade, superior spiritual vein."

Gu Jiushang looked helpless. "So is it possible that we can only wait for Yan Youtai to show up?

This is too passive. Yan Youtai is the seed of the sect's Dan-forming stage. Dan-forming stage is just around the corner and his foundation is solid.

His status is only lower than that of several Jindan Zhenren in the sect. What if he insists on going his own way and doesn't seek me out? "

Fang Yi smiled slightly, feeling relaxed and at ease.

"He will come."

With a touch of the fingertips, the gray mist moved like a dragon and snake, turning into a magic prescription.

“Senior Brother Gu, you should walk around the ancient city more often these days and buy spiritual medicine.

Especially the Duobao Pavilion, Xuanyao Hall, and Xie Family Alchemy Pavilion."

"Third-level pecan fruit, third-level Xuanbuzhu, and quasi-third-level five-cloud water?" Gu Jiushang looked puzzled.

"What does the master mean? Never mind. The master is very shrewd and wise.

I, the cook, can just do as you say."

Huitong Trading Post, inside the cave.

Fang Yi's gaze was leisurely, as if looking through the forbidden magic, at the cultivator who was hiding in the storehouse and peeping into the cave.

"This is already the third great cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

The connections accumulated by a quasi-third-level Tianji Master are truly terrifying."

The next day, the sun was high in the sky.

In Duobao Pavilion, Gu Jiushang was in good shape, with a bulging storage bag slung around his waist.

He looked at the deacon in front of him who was at the ninth level of Qi training, and frowned slightly.

"I'd like to ask you to call out the owner of Duobao Pavilion. My master has a big business deal."

"Big business?"

Li Yuan, dressed in a green gauze, has a beautiful face and a charming figure.

Her spiritual sense swept over, feeling Gu Jiushang's 'Sixth Level of Qi Training' cultivation, she smiled slightly.

"My fellow Daoist, the owner of Duobao Pavilion is a master of the foundation-building stage.

There is no need for him to show up for ordinary spiritual objects and magical tools, I can make the decision myself.

Even if it is a second-level spiritual object, if you have enough spiritual stones, I can still make the deal."

"What about the third-level spiritual object?" Gu Jiushang nodded slightly with a hint of disdain.

"How can you interfere with a third-level spiritual object?"

"A third-level spiritual object?" Li Yuan looked at Gu Jiushang strangely, with a hint of smile in her words.

"Fellow Daoist, if you had a third-level spiritual object, you wouldn't be only at the sixth level of Qi training."

"Of course I don't have it, but..." Gu Jiushang took out a token from his arms, with the Xuanyang Sun engraved on the front.

With the activation of magic power, a Taoist spirit as bright as the sun rising into the sky rose.

"Fellow Daoist, is this token qualified?"

"Really? The true decree?" Li Yuan turned pale and stammered.

"Brother, please wait a moment. I will go and inform the shopkeeper."

An hour later.

Qian Yue was wearing a green pear blossom robe and was in a hurry. He took two steps at a time and rushed into the Duobao Pavilion.

Looking at the young monk who was drinking by himself at the sandalwood table, he paused and spoke politely.

"I wonder which master of the sect has given this Taoist friend the true teachings?"

Gu Jiushang had a proud look on his face as he took out a scroll of spiritual map from his sleeve.

"I am here at Duobao Pavilion to purchase elixirs under the orders of Master Fang Yi, a true disciple of Xuanyang Mountain."

The spiritual map slowly opened, and Qian Yue frowned slightly as he looked at the ink strokes of dragons and snakes on the map.

"Third-level jacaranda fruit, third-level mystical nourishing beads, and quasi-third-level five-cloud water.
My fellow Daoist, what Master Fang Yi wants is either a third-level spiritual medicine or a quasi-third-level spiritual medicine.
Even though Duobao Pavilion is backed by Xuanyang Mountain, such elixirs are extremely rare.

Moreover, third-level spiritual medicines are hard to come by, and without the corresponding authority, even if such spiritual medicines were available, they would have to be sent back to the sect’s secret vault.”

Qian Yue spoke cautiously.

"Can you give the true teachings and decrees to Qian Moumou?"

Gu Jiushang nodded slightly, took out the true transmission token from his sleeve, and continuously poured his Qi and magic power into it.

"Buzz!"

Xuan Yang Zhen Chuan ordered the magic restrictions in this top-grade magic weapon to light up one by one, and when the fifth magic restriction lit up.

A big sun jumped up from the front of the token, casting golden-red light.

Then, a shadow of a third-grade blue lotus grew out from the back of the token.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

Feeling the vibration of the inner disciple token in his arms, Qian Yue bowed and spoke respectfully.

"Qian Yue, an inner disciple of Xiaoxuan Peak in Xuanyang Mountain, greets Senior Brother Fang Yi.

Disciples shall abide by the true teachings.”

Gu Jiushang waved his sleeves, and a golden light lifted up the true transmission token.

The golden sun dissipated, and the green lotus shadow also gradually withered.

After putting the token into his sleeve, he looked at Qian Yue with a smile.

"Manager Qian, I wonder if you can trust me now?"

Qian Yue bowed repeatedly with a flattering look on his face.

"Brother Gu, please wait a moment. I will go and prepare the elixir.
However, the spiritual medicine that Senior Brother Fang Yi needs is rare, and there is only one quasi-third-level Five Cloud Water in Duobao Pavilion."

"That's all right." Gu Jiushang said. "The elixir the master needs is rare. He gave me instructions when I came here. Just try to gather as much as possible."

Half an hour later.

Gu Jiushang put the magic weapon, a purifying bottle, into his sleeve. The bulging storage bag on his waist was already half empty.

"This time, I'll have to trouble Shopkeeper Qian."

After thanking Qian Yue, he turned and walked out of Duobao Pavilion.

A few days later.

He made no secret of it and visited Xuanyaotang, Xiejiadan Pavilion, and other famous spiritual medicine and material shops in Dadudu Ancient City.
In the evening, the bright moon hangs high in the sky, and silver moonlight shines down.

Huitong Commercial Bank, Cave No. 13, Type A.

In a quiet room wrapped with ancient vines, Fang Yi shook the yellow gourd in his hand.

Feeling the little remaining monster blood in the gourd magic weapon, he shook his head slightly.

"Have any demonic cultivators come to Dadu Ancient City recently?"

Fang Yi was a little confused.

“If there were no demon cultivators coming here to buy goods, how could it be so difficult to collect the blood essences of the common demon beasts?

In the past, a gourd of second-level low-grade demon beast essence blood would sell for three hundred low-grade spirit stones. Now, a gourd of small beast essence blood costs nearly five hundred low-grade spirit stones, a price increase of nearly half, and there’s no guarantee it’ll be available.”

"kindness?"

Fang Yi put away the gourd and stepped out of the quiet room.

"boom!"

There was a loud roar of explosion, brilliant flames, flying rocks and howling winds.

Fang Yi was dressed in blue, with a tall and straight figure, and his robe rustled in the strong wind.

"The movement of this [Wu Yang Formation Book] is getting louder and louder."

He waved his hand to activate his magic power, and layers of green ripples condensed into green light, which seemed to be slowly but quickly suppressing the roaring and explosive power of the formation.

With a point of his fingertips, he released a small cloud and rain technique and a small earth technique.

One by one, dark particles floated out from his sleeves, took root on the ground, and pure vitality and earth energy converged.

"go with!"

A refreshing breeze blew among the ruins, and dozens of spiritual trees took root, sprouted, and grew branches and leaves.

A few moments.

Fang Yi looked at the cave that had turned into ruins.

Although he had been prepared and it was difficult to set up the formation and draw in the spiritual energy, the scene before him still surprised him a little.

Recalling the explosion of the formation just now, the power was faintly beyond that of a second-level formation.

He shook his head helplessly, and with a stretch of his slender fingers, a ray of green light swept a silver-white little beast into his arms.

Stroking the little beast in his arms, whose fur was becoming increasingly shiny and slippery, Fang Yi asked.

"Xiao Qi, how is your practice of the Wuyang Formation Book going? How long will it take to reach the Quasi-Third Stage?"

"Hum! Hum, hum!!" The silver-white little beast waved its four hooves, and its dark eyes were filled with excitement.

It seems to be saying that if he can set up the formation for another thirty or fifty times, he will have the hope of breaking through to the quasi-third level.

“Thirty to fifty times?
Uncle Yang Xuanyi went to buy materials for the formation, but you are becoming more and more free."

Fang Yi looked at the collapsed stone walls, broken stone pavilion, and thin spiritual energy in the spacious cave.

He shook his head slightly and smiled helplessly.

"Let alone setting up the formation thirty or fifty times, even if it's just three or five times, the spiritual veins in this cave can't sustain it.
Please wait a little longer, until I change into a new cave, and then you can study the [Wu Yang Formation Book] carefully."

Footsteps were heard, and Gu Jiushang walked slowly into the ruins. After confirming that there was no one else there, he bowed.

"Master, your order has been fulfilled.

As you ordered, I acted proudly, with a lot of arrogance.
If he acts like this, would Yan Youtai really come here?"

Gu Jiushang was quite worried.

Fang Yi smiled slightly and took the bottle of water containing the Five Cloud Water.

"Everything is ready, just wait."

……

"A dragon emerges from shallow water... Hey, Junior Brother Fang Yi, I underestimated you..."

In Xuanjiyuan, Yan Youtai held the sound transmission jade talisman in his hand and sighed softly.
His heart was as calm as water, without the slightest trace of anger.

"Third-level jacaranda fruit, third-level mystical nourishing beads, and quasi-third-level five-cloud water.
My Junior Brother Fang Yi wants either a third-tier spiritual medicine or a quasi-third-tier spiritual medicine. He wants to become a third-tier spiritual doctor."

Yan Youtai's face was stunned.

"A third-rank spiritual doctor. No wonder he's so stubborn and doesn't even give me the slightest bit of respect.

A quasi-third-level spiritual doctor who is expected to advance to the third level, and has the support of two Jindan masters, Zhang Hengyi and Huang Guangsheng, in the sect.

Hey, true disciple, you have to follow the path of Master Guangsheng back then.

Use the third level of cultivation to cultivate the hundred arts and feed back your cultivation."

"So."

Yan Youtai's eyes flashed with brilliance. He no longer regarded Fang Yi as an ordinary foundation-building cultivator, but as a cultivator who could be summoned and dismissed at will.

A third-level spiritual doctor, who has the qualifications and background, can be his friend or his enemy.

"Junior Brother Fang, how should I treat you?"

He took out a yellow gourd from his sleeve, his face hesitant for a moment.

“If I have the help of a third-level spiritual doctor and this [Guiyuan Blood Wine], the two can be combined into one.

It may be possible to make up for the life span I have lost."

Yan Youtai opened the gourd, his throat moving as he swallowed the blood wine continuously.

A pungent fishy smell emanated from the corners of his mouth, and the withered white hair at his temples gradually turned black.

Strange runes emerged from his face, and hideous scarlet blood vessels gradually spread across his eyeballs.

"Buzz!"

The four-sided pure crown on the head is full of precious light, and wisps of pure spiritual light hang down, and the spirit of ice flows in the soul.

"call!"

After exhaling a breath of foul air, Yan Youtai's eyes regained clarity. He clenched his fists, feeling the vitality and lifespan gradually recovering in his body.

“This [Guiyuan Blood Wine] is indeed a legacy of the ancient witchcraft, although the main ingredient is rare.

But once it is brewed successfully, it has a great effect on my longevity."

"Ji Hong!"

Yan Youtai opened his lips slightly and called out.

A black shadow flashed.

Ji Hong was wearing bronze armor, with a tiger back and wolf waist, and a long whip with bloody barbs slung around his waist.

He knelt on one knee, lowered his brows and looked submissive, without any of the arrogance and domineering attitude he had when he lashed out at Chu Xiang and Chen Shiqi.

"Ji Hong greets the master. May the master condense the golden elixir soon and prosper on the path to immortality!"

"You are quite obedient." Looking at the monk who was as loyal and obedient as an old dog, Yan Youtai chuckled.

"How are my wine preparations going?"

"Master, please follow me." Ji Hongsi and Yan Youtai's trust in Chu Xiang, a hint of fear flashed across his eyes.

A few moments.

Yan Youtai, served by Ji Hong, walked slowly along the dark stone path.

After turning the corner and avoiding several legal prohibitions, Ji Hong bowed and stopped in front of a heavy and majestic stone gate with carvings of various beasts.

"Master, please wait a moment."

Ji Hong slapped his storage bag and raised a dark token, with gray runes flowing.

"Boom!"

The gray runes on the token flew out, merged with the stone gate, and a dull roar sounded.

Bloody jackal, yellow wolf, red tiger, white leopard, jade elephant. The lifelike animal heads on the stone gate lit up one by one.

Amidst the brilliant spiritual light, the stone door pulled to the sides, revealing a three-foot-long dark gap.

"Boom~"

The stone door slowly opened to both sides, the dark cracks expanded larger and larger, and the pungent smell of blood hit the face.

"boom!"

The stone door was completely opened, and Yan Youtai waved his hand to send out a spark, which lit the torches in the dim stone prison one by one.

Looking at the blood-red spirit pool about ten feet in radius in the center of the stone prison, which was filled with the aroma of hot wine, Yan Youtai nodded slightly.

He immediately offered up a yellow gourd and sucked the wine in the blood pool into the gourd like a green dragon sucking water.

The blood pool gradually dried up, and Yan Youtai waved his sleeves, and a bowl-shaped ritual instrument was raised.

The bowl tilted, and the surging second-level beast blood poured out of the bowl. In a blink of an eye, it filled the blood pool.

“Fortunately, this is the ancient city of Dadu, on the front line of the human-demon war, where the frequency of second-level cultivators falling is extremely high.

Otherwise, it would take a lot of time to collect the blood of hundreds of beasts to brew the [Guiyuan Blood Wine]."

Yan Youtai turned his head and looked towards the edge of the pool, where he saw a "cross" torture rack made of blackthorn wood.

Chen Shiqi, with a strong figure and naked upper body, was tied to the rack.

One by one, the black nail magic weapons pierced the skin, and blood flowed through the muscles into the blood pool.

"What a pity! This wine ingredient won't last long. It's time to start preparing the next one."

Feeling that Chen Shiqi was dying and his cultivation level was about to fall back to the foundation-building stage, Yan Youtai looked regretful.

[Guiyuan Blood Wine] is not easy to brew. Apart from the essence and blood of hundreds of beasts, the most important thing is the core wine material.

This kind of wine material requires a Qi-cultivating cultivator with water and wood spiritual roots. Before building the foundation of Taoism, he must use secret spiritual medicine to temper his body and cleanse his essence and blood.

In this way, after the wine material advances to the foundation-building stage and the body is transformed, it can use the blood essence of the cultivator as a catalyst to harmonize the blood essence of all beasts.

Finally, after seven refinings of vitality and nine adjustments of medicinal properties, a gourd of Guiyuan Blood Wine was obtained, which could replenish essence, blood and vital energy.

"Fortunately, besides Chen Shiqi, there is another person who has built a foundation in the Dao with his wine-making talent."

Chen Shiqi, with a pale face, seemed to be awakened by the hot blood. He opened his heavy eyelids with difficulty.

"Master. Huan'er."

A look of astonishment appeared in Yan Youtai's eyes.

"I will naturally fulfill my promise to you. Chen Shiqi, brew me some Guiyuan Blood Wine.
Your two descendants will naturally cultivate well in the ancient city of Dadu."

"Huan'er, Yu'er." Thinking of his own two children, Chen Shiqi laughed bitterly, mobilized his magic power, and let the blood flow more smoothly along the black nail magic weapon.
He did not ask for his two sons to become successful, but only asked Yan Youtai to give his two children and the clan a way out because of his obedience.

In the Xuanji Cave, a green light fell.

Chu Xiang was wearing a deep blue brocade robe, his whole body was shrouded in mist, his aura was low, and his face was pale.

Obviously, even if Xu Bai's cultivation level fell, he was able to capture and kill a cultivator at the sixth level of foundation building with the help of Xuanyang Guards.

Chu Xiang also paid a considerable price.

"Chu Xiang pays homage to the Lord. I have fulfilled the order and have strangled Xu Bai. Now I come to deliver the order."

Chu Xiang knelt on one knee, spoke in a loud voice, and held a jade box high in his hands.

Yan Youtai's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt Chu Xiang kneeling on the ground, his brows slightly furrowed due to the loss of his energy and blood.

With a touch of his fingertips, the jade box slowly opened, and a bloody smell came to his face. Xu Bai's disheveled head lay inside.

"good."

Yan Youtai nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and took out a jade bottle from his storage bag.

"Chu Xiang, you have done a good job on this matter. I will give you this bottle of Essence Blood-forming Pill to replenish your essence, blood and vital energy.

This elixir is ranked as the second-grade mid-grade one, and is the best for replenishing vital energy. After you take one elixir, you will need to regulate your breathing for three days.

Then follow me to Huitong Merchant House to visit Junior Brother Fang Yi."

"Junior Brother Fang Yi?"

Chu Xiang was shocked. He never thought that Yan Youtai's attitude towards Fang Yi would change drastically after just a few days of not seeing him.

'What happened in the past few days?'

Before Chu Xiang could think deeply, Yan Youtai continued to speak.

"I have always rewarded those who have made contributions. Chu Xiang, if I remember correctly, you have a son who also has a mid-grade water spirit root."

Chu Xiang was startled and replied respectfully, "Master, you have a keen eye. My son Chu Yuan is now at the fourth level of Qi training.

It’s a mid-grade water spirit root.”

Yan Youtai's eyes were dim. "Since that's the case, starting today, Chu Yuan will also join my Xuanji Academy.

Practice well, I will prepare spiritual objects for you to build your foundation.
If you have enough talent, I can give you a mid-grade foundation-building pill."

"Thank you, Master!"

Chu Xiang's face showed ecstasy.

A mid-grade foundation-building pill is enough for one's offspring to establish their foundation in Taoism, as long as they are not fools or good-for-nothings.

Even if he was a Foundation Establishment Master, he did not have the financial resources to prepare such treasures for his offspring.

With two people building their foundation in one family, the Chu family has also recovered some of its vitality.

Three days later.

Huitong Commercial Bank, Cave No. 13, Type A.

"Junior Brother Fang is here. I'm here to visit you." Yan Youtai looked at the rolling clouds and mist, his clear voice booming.

(End of this chapter)