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

Chapter 534: Third-level Pharmacist? Poison Master! Immortal's Decree
Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly, magic spells spread across his fingertips, and his spiritual thoughts turned into an invisible tentacle, pouring into the poison bead, silently sensing the changes in the medicinal properties.

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"laugh!"

Severe pain came from the spiritual consciousness, and brown rust spots appeared, slowly infecting and corrupting the spiritual consciousness.

Fang Yi frowned, his face pale, and he endured the severe pain, cutting off a piece of his spiritual consciousness from time to time.

"Hmph!" A look of concern appeared in the dark eyes of the silver-white little beast.

A large Wu Earth handprint appeared, and the five fingers, shining with jade light, were flexible, trying to pick off the red poisonous bead and stop Fang Yi from hurting himself.

"Xiao Qi, stop messing around."

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and a green light turned into a cold knife, cutting off the Wu Earth Handprint.

Seeing Qijie's aggrieved expression, Fang Yi shook his head slightly and temporarily withdrew his spiritual sense.

He immediately took the silver-white little beast into his arms, gently stroked its shiny fur, and comforted it.

"Xiao Qi, refining this third-level poison bead is just the beginning.

If one is unable to comprehend the medicinal properties, feel the changes in cold and heat, and the main, secondary, and auxiliary ingredients, how can one activate the poison bead and perform the secret technique?

The third-level poison masters are among the best among the cultivators of the same level in terms of the power to kill lives on a large scale using spiritual poisons.

But if you haven't comprehended the properties of the poison pill and refine it at will, then what's the difference between you and those monks who buy spiritual poisons?"

The silver-white little beast arched its body, its demonic consciousness emerged, and it carefully touched the 'Red Marrow Pearl', which was slightly poisonous.

"Ow!"

The silver-white little beast's face was distorted. It felt the severe pain of being bitten and chewed by thousands of insects in its consciousness, and its miserable howls continued to be heard.

"Hey, why bother? Xiao Qi, you're not a poison master, so just study the art of formations.

There is no need to delve into the changes in medicinal properties, and there is no need to suffer."

Feeling the stubbornness coming from the silver-white little beast's demon consciousness, Fang Yi frowned slightly and activated the Five Poison Cauldron.

"Buzz!"

On the blue-grey tripod, ancient inscriptions glowed with light, and the runes connected to each other, three legs, jade skin, and two eyes.
A white and tender snow clam appeared, and as magic power continued to flow in, the jade-colored snow clam expanded rapidly like an inflatable.

In just three breaths, the snow frog had grown to the size of a millstone.

Medical Secret Technique: Snow Frog Poison Removal Method
"Cuck!"

The snow frog chirped and swallowed the seven precepts into its stomach with its long jade-colored tongue.

The purple-brown remnants of the spiritual poison were pulled out from the silver-white fur like a gauze.

"Gulu.Gulu"

The spiritual poison was continuously extracted, and fist-sized pustules gradually appeared on the snow frog's back.

Feeling Qijie's endless dissuasion in his mind, Fang Yi chuckled.

"Xiao Qi, how could there be a poison cultivator who couldn't master the principles of refining spiritual poisons?
Don't try to persuade me any more, it's just a little bit of pain."

The spiritual consciousness turned into thin threads and hung down into the poisonous bead.

Medical Secrets: Black Silk Hanging Medicine

This secret technique transforms a spiritual consciousness into dozens of silk threads, like cold hooks entering the water to catch spiritual fish.

While reducing the loss of spiritual consciousness, the pain of the soul is doubled.

But Fang Yi's heart was as calm as water, without any ripples.

"Xiao Qi, I quite agree with what Master Xindeng of the Great Zen Temple of the Middle Ages said.

Without going through hardships, sufferings, and calamities, how can one attain Bodhi?"

"The path to immortality is difficult and opportunities are hard to come by. If we cultivators want to advance on the path to immortality, we must not be deterred by temporary pain.

If you take one step back, you will keep taking steps back until there is no more room for retreat.

After saying that, Fang Yi sat cross-legged.

A green spiritual cloud about ten feet high held it up, and while suffering from the pain of thousands of insects devouring its soul, it carefully savored the changes in the toxicity of the poisonous bead.

An hour later.

A snow clam the size of a millstone exploded, specks of white light dissipated in the wind, and the silver-white little beast leaped up.

Glancing at his master, Qijie's eyes showed determination. He took out the [Wu Yang Formation Book] from his arms and began to study it more seriously than ever before.

The flags in the formation moved without wind, and as the spiritual sand rolled, gray runes flowed.

In the yellow sand formation at the peak of the second stage, a blurry shadow of a long river appeared, filled with a faint precious light.

There seems to be an inexplicable change in the formation
Three days later.

Fang Yi slapped his storage bag, and a flying knife of top-grade magical weapon level floated in the air.

With a lift of his hand, a purple light shot out from the 'Red Marrow Pearl' and landed on the flying knife magic weapon.

"Zi!"

The sound of spiritual iron decaying was heard, and brown rust spots appeared on the blade of the magic weapon.

In a flash, the rust spots spread from the size of a copper coin to the entire magical instrument.

"Boom!"

The magic bans collapsed one after another. In just a few breaths, a top-grade magic weapon turned into scrap iron, and all its spiritual energy was gone.

"As expected, this medicinal bead uses the Five Cloud Water to cleanse and sublimate the corrosive power in the blood of the Red Flame Dragon.
This red marrow bead will be called the Corrupted Marrow Bead from now on. It is a third-level low-grade rust poison that is most effective at corroding magical instruments and treasures."

His mind moved slightly, and a green streak of silk rolled the thumb-sized rotten marrow bead into a corner of the withered and prosperous small cave, and was immediately blocked by complicated magical prohibitions.

The Corrupted Marrow Pearl is a third-grade low-grade rust poison.

Although due to the medical [small refining method], the poison is only one thirtieth of the normal spiritual poison.

However, the third-level rust poison has already begun to involve changes in physical properties, and ordinary mid-to-high-grade magic weapons are unable to block the toxicity.

Storage bags and soul-sealing boxes will also be corroded by rust and poison, and the small space they come with will collapse.

Using the magic weapon, the Ruins Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner, is only a temporary solution.

Fang Yi muttered, "Then I'll ask a few friends in the sect to find a weapon refiner and refine a few top-grade medical instruments."
Now, let’s first break through to the third level in medical arts.”

"Buzz!"

The sound of golden and jade tripods rang out long and lingering, and the blue-gray medicine tripod covered with inscriptions was raised again.

"disease!"

A red flame dragon blood bead the size of an index finger was taken out.

Fang Yi's fingertips changed the magic formula, and a cluster of withered and flourishing true fire, wrapped in blood beads, fell into the Five Poison Cauldron.

Strands of black impurities turned into green smoke and were refined out by the true fire with the help of the Five Poison Cauldron.

In the pure water bowl, the remaining half of the Five Cloud Water swayed, and a stream of azure spiritual spring rose up, sweeping up the blood beads in the Five Poison Cauldron.
The red essence blood and the five-cloud water chased and collided with each other, Kan and Li merged, and water and fire were harmonized, just like a red and blue Tai Chi diagram.

A moist warm breeze blew across the spiritual fields on the Black Abyss Island, and ten days had already passed.

In the several acres of spiritual fields, the heavy spiritual rice is bent over, and the fragrance of rice is refreshing.

In the remaining 90% of the spiritual fields, the spiritual rice is still green and yellow and has not yet fully matured.

A neat call was sounded, and on the Black Abyss Island, the cultivators of the Murong family could not wait for the spiritual rice to mature.

A gray-robed foundation-building cultivator swept his consciousness across the spiritual field, estimated something in his mind, and then a capable voice sounded.

"Old Thirteen, the spiritual fields numbered 13, 19, and 17 are yours."

“He boy, numbers 15, 23, and 29 of Bing character, these three acres of spiritual farmland are given to you.

Second Brother Han, please take care of the No. 3 and No. 5 spiritual fields. ”

"Thank you for your hard work, fellow tribesmen.

According to the decree of the clan's ancestor Su, these spiritual fields must be harvested within ten days at most.

As for accumulating earth energy and accumulating fertility, you can ignore it for now."

The gray-robed foundation-building master sighed and muttered.

"If our descendants are unfilial, this spiritual land of Black Abyss Island will have nothing to do with our Murong family from now on." One by one, the spiritual farmers dressed in linen clothes faced the loess, holding cold iron sickles, and began to harvest spiritual rice.

"boom!"

A red flying boat sped across the spiritual field and landed at the Qingyu Square in the center of Heiyuan Island.

"arrive!"

A ladder descended, and three monks, two men and one woman, walked out.

The robes of the three foundation-building masters were embroidered with scenes of the rising sun, surging blue water, and rolling yellow sand.

The atmosphere between the three foundation-building monks was solemn.

Looking at the cultivators from Bishui Pavilion and Fengling Fairy City beside him, Pei Zhi, the foundation-building master of Xuanyang Mountain, had a smile on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Huaisu, Fellow Daoist Xiangshu, please come in! This sacred place has changed hands, and I'd be grateful if you two could make the journey."

The three monks looked at each other and then walked down the ladder one by one.

Qingyun Garden.

Xu Qingshe walked into the garden with a happy look on her face and her sleeves waving.

Looking at the silver-white little beast being held up by the brown demonic cloud, a formation pattern in front of it extended, collided, and finally disappeared.

"Xiao Qi, quickly inform Brother that monks have been sent from Dadu Ancient City.

By the way, this Ling Banana is a specialty of Heiyuan Island, you can try it."

After saying that, Xu Qingshe skillfully stuffed a bunch of Yuquan bananas into the arms of the silver-white little beast.

Qijie looked up at Xu Qingshe, casually put away the Yuquan banana, and spit out the spiritual light.

He did not eat the banana as usual, but after expressing his gratitude, he continued to mobilize his demonic power and delve into the [Wu Yang Formation Book].

Xu Qingshe looked at Qijie oddly, muttering softly, "How strange! Xiaoqi's lazy nature has changed?"

In the Qingyu Garden, in the ancient Five Poison Cauldron, the red blood essence and the azure spiritual liquid collided violently.

The veins on Fang Yi's forehead bulged, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans slid down like running water. His robe, which resembled the shape of mountains and rivers, was already soaked with sweat.

"Give it to me!"

He roared angrily, and withered and prosperous magic power surged out like a tide.

From more than ten yellow-skinned gourds, streams of spiritual liquid that had been refined long ago fell into the cauldron in an orderly manner.

"Buzz!"

The Five Poison Cauldron vibrated. Looking at the spiritual liquid in the cauldron with violently conflicting medicinal properties, Fang Yi showed helplessness.

He stretched out his five fingers to grab in the air, and the true fire of withering and flourishing surged.

"Oh!"

A sweet and fishy aroma rose up, and Fang Yi reached out and pinched the dark medicinal beads in the cauldron in his hand.

"Another new third-grade low-grade spiritual poison. I clearly need to brew the Red Marrow Pearl."

Fang Yi felt strange in his heart. He sensed the rotten marrow beads in the withered small cave and several medicinal beads surrounded by poisonous smoke. He looked helpless.

“It’s still a step behind.
Two third-level low-grade poison beads and three quasi-third-level poison beads.

My talent in poison making is far superior to that in medicine."

Fang Yi felt helpless.

The dimmed spiritual light of the enlightenment cushion had already lost its auxiliary power. The second-level nourishing incense in the beast-head bronze cauldron had been replaced three times and was now completely burned out.

As for the secret technique of Yi Dao: Liu Ren Qi Transfer Method, it cannot be used again in a short period of time to avoid backlash of luck.

During this ten days, he concentrated his mind and calmed his spirit, devoting all his energy to comprehending the "Bai Yuan Medicine Theory" and the "Cang Yuanzi Small Medicine Theory", two third-level medical traditions.

He had a deep understanding, a flash of inspiration, and made great progress in his medical skills, but...
Every time he refined the third-level elixir, the Red Marrow Pearl, his technique deviated due to his inexplicable perception.

Both medicine and alchemy involve hundreds of medicinal herbs and spiritual objects, but they are very different.

The alchemy practitioners start refining the elixir by setting up the furnace. The elixir formula and the main ingredients are already determined.

Once the alchemy begins, it cannot be changed.

The preparation of elixirs is different. Medicine focuses on the main, secondary, auxiliary and guiding elements of various elixirs, as well as their cold, heat, deficiency and excess, and changes in medicinal properties.

According to the magic medicine, gold, iron, grass and trees can all be used as medicine.

The results of refining will be very different if the spiritual herbs added are refined differently, the storage time is different, and the magic power is blended differently.

This led to Fang Yi opening the furnace seven times, failing to make the elixir twice, and in the remaining five times, he was able to refine the red marrow beads into elixir poisons of different grades.
"Junior Brother Xu, have you heard that the cultivators from Dadu Ancient City have arrived?"

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, put away the Five Poison Cauldron, then released the magic ban and walked out of the courtyard.

"Except for the main ingredients, the second-level spiritual medicine is almost exhausted. Let's put the matter of the red marrow beads on hold and put the spiritual vein issue in place first."

"Click~"

The heavy wooden door slowly opened to both sides. Fang Yi lifted his boots and walked out of the door. He took an admiring look at the silver-white little beast that was studying diligently.

Then he spoke to Xu Qingshe.

"Junior Brother Xu, which fake Dan Zhenren from the ancient city is coming this time?"

Xu Qingshe frowned slightly, thinking about the information he received, and spoke.

"Brother Fang, after you and I left Dadu Ancient City, Uncle Hu Lei stopped Jade Pearl of Bishui Pavilion and Nine-Curve True Man of Fengling Fairy City.

In addition, Yan Youtai, Zi Dian, Sheng Boan, and the other fake Dan Zhenren restrained each other.

Those who come now are all foundation-building cultivators."

"Foundation-building cultivators?" Fang Yi hesitated for a moment before asking. "Junior Brother Xu, do you know which Foundation-building cultivators they are?"

Xu Qingshe spoke. "There's also Pei Zhi, a young disciple of Master Hu Lei, Qiu Huaisu from the Bishui Pavilion, and Xiang Shu from Fengling Immortal City."

"Pei Zhi, Qiu Huaisu, and Xiang Shu?" A trace of vigilance emerged in Fang Yi's heart.

He was in charge of the Fengling Immortal City's Examination Hall, and later opened a dark market, paying close attention to information about cultivators from various factions.

These three are all cultivators at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and they are the Jindan seeds from various places.

"Junior Brother Xu, this time is different from previous changes of ownership of spiritual lands. Listen to what I say. From now on, you and I will do this."

A quarter of an hour later.

In the center of Heiyuan Island, in the ancient and majestic hall, the atmosphere was depressing.

Qiu Huaisu wore a long green skirt, her black hair was tied up, and her lips were slightly raised.

"Fellow Daoist Fang Yi, according to the decree of Jade Pearl Immortal, the matter concerning the spiritual land of Heiyuan Island in Nanyunpo is of great importance.

This also involves a beast tide, and has far-reaching implications. We will return to Dadu Ancient City for the three Immortals to make a fair judgment on this matter."

Master Xiang Shu glanced at Fang Yi, and a hint of hatred appeared in his eyes.

"Master Jiuqu also meant this. A quasi-third-level spiritual land involves the ancient city formation and should not be granted lightly.

Pharmacist Fang, let's return to the ancient city and make a decision!"

Pei Zhi was caught off guard by the two men. His face turned pale and he held a purple token in his hand. He no longer had the joy he had felt on the flying boat.

"Qiu Huaisu, Xiang Shu, before you two came here, that's not what was said on the flying boat!
According to the old rules of the ancient city, there is no need to return to the ancient city when a spiritual land changes hands; approval from a major sect is sufficient!"

Qiu Huaisu and Master Xiang Shu looked at each other and had a tacit understanding.

"Fellow Daoist Pei Zhi, what did we discuss? Do you have any evidence?

As for the old rules of the ancient city?

The decree of the Jindan Zhenren is the rule!"

Two Dan-forming decrees, one green and one brown, were held up.

The green water rippled, the brown and yellow light rolled, and the tremendous power swept through the entire hall.

Fang Yi chuckled and stopped Pei Zhi from changing his expression and trying to take action.

"Since there is such an order from True Man Jiuqu and True Man Yuzhu, I will naturally obey it."

His lips moved, performing a sound transmission technique. "Junior Brother Xu, follow what we said before."

Now that the matter is settled, you and I should make preparations early.'

(End of this chapter)