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

Chapter 535: Forcing Murong to Take the Initiative
A hint of satisfaction appeared on Qiu Huaisu's face.

This Fang Yi was not as difficult to deal with as Master Yuzhu of the sect said.

Once they returned to the ancient city of Dadu, True Man Yuzhu and True Man Jiuqu had already made plans. This quasi-third-level spiritual land would not be so easy to obtain.

"Well, my fellow Taoists, your time is precious. You and I will return to Dadu Ancient City immediately."

Murong Su looked hesitant, worried and undecided.

He was born as a casual cultivator, with no support and no foundation. However, he was able to condense fake pills and build such a large family business. He was definitely not an ordinary person.

Although he will join Xuanyang Mountain later, this transaction is just like an outer sect worshipper, not the core of Xuanyang Mountain.

So naturally, they don't want to offend the Dead Water Pavilion and Fengling Fairy City for the sake of Xuanyang Mountain.

What's more, the matter of the spiritual land of Heiyuan Island in Nanyunpo has not yet been settled.

It is possible that Bishui Pavilion and Fengling Fairy City will offer a higher price.

He will of course estimate the price.

Fang Yi glanced at Qiu Huaisu and Xiang Shu, then looked at Murong Su, already knowing what was going on.

The matter of the quasi-third-level spiritual vein is full of twists and turns!

After pondering for a moment, he spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, Fellow Daoist Xiang Shu, I still have a furnace of spiritual medicine that I haven't finished refining.

We will discuss returning to Dadu Ancient City after the elixir is refined."

"This is the decree of the Jindan Zhenren!" Qiu Huaisu frowned, unwilling to delay, and immediately started to scold.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, are you going to disobey the order of Jindan Zhenren?"

"The Immortal's decree?" Fang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, his tone cold. "Which Jindan Immortal's decree?

I am a cultivator from Xuanyang Mountain, so I naturally follow the orders of the sect's real masters."

He turned to look at Pei Zhi. "Brother Pei Zhi, has Uncle Hu Lei issued a decree ordering this junior brother to return to Dadu Ancient City immediately?"

Pei Zhi also came back to his senses. The two branches of Bishui Pavilion and Fengling Fairy City must have already reached an agreement before coming to Heiyuan Island, but they kept it secret from him.

His eyes were fierce, and after Fang Yi nodded slightly, he cooperated.

"Brother Fang, don't worry about what this scoundrel says. Master has no such decree.

Qiu Huaisu! I am a disciple of Xuanyang Mountain, it is not your turn to point fingers at me! "

Qiu Huaisu frowned slightly, then signaled with his eyes to the burly Master Xiang Shu beside him.

The two factions joined forces to suppress Xuanyang Mountain, and she couldn't be the only one to take the lead.

"Fellow Daoist Xiangshu!"

When Master Xiang Shu heard the secret sound, he paused and then looked at Fang Yi with a complicated look, feeling a little sad.

In his early years, he had suggested to Xia Zhengbai that he should be suppressed, hoping to train this miraculous doctor a little and then recruit him into his fold.

Now, since he and Qiu Huaisu have joined forces, it is difficult for them to suppress Fang Yi alone.

"Pharmacist Fang, you and I have known each other for decades.

"As a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, are you really going to disobey the decree of True Man Jiuqu and True Man Yuzhu?"

Fang Yi stood up suddenly, ignoring Qiu Huaisu and Master Xiang Shu, two ninth-level foundation-building cultivators.

"Junior Brother Xu, I still have a pot of spiritual medicine brewing in Qingyu Garden. If you have time, come with me.

Junior Brother Pei, do you have some free time?"

Xu Qingshe always followed Fang Yi's lead. "Since Senior Brother invited me, Junior Brother will naturally be free."

Pei Zhi flicked his sleeves and looked deeply at Qiu Huaisu and Master Xiang Shu, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Brother Fang, let's go!"

After the three of them left, Murong Su smiled awkwardly. "Fellow Daoist Qiu, Fellow Daoist Xiang Shu, it will only take about three to five days.

I asked the younger generation in my clan to arrange for the two Daoists to stay for a few days."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Murong." Qiu Huaisu smiled slightly without any sign of anger.

If it were her, the quasi-third-level spiritual land she obtained would have gone through many twists and turns, and she might not have the cultivation that Fang Yi has.

"Xun'er, Xiu'er, you two take your two fellow Taoists and go to the cave on the island."

Murong Su waved his hand and a sound transmission jade talisman was sent out.

After a few breaths, footsteps were heard.

A tall and handsome monk wearing a Yunze robe and a pretty female monk with exquisite curves in a pink gauze dress walked into the hall.

"My two distinguished guests, please follow me."

In Qingyu Garden, a few pines and bamboos are swaying, and the lotus pond is sparkling.

"rise!"

Fang Yi raised the Green Lotus Flag.

Vitality gathered, and green lotuses fell, transforming into complex prohibitions such as air-locking, sound-isolating, and bewitching magic, isolating the inside and outside.

"Little Seven!"

With Fang Yi's call, the treasure map of mountains and rivers was sacrificed by a silver-white little beast.

A faint brown light appeared and turned into a large bowl that looked like it was made of jade, which fell upside down.

Pei Zhi looked at the magic ban in a strange way. "The Qi-locking magic ban, the sound-isolating magic ban, the magic ban that confuses the spirit, and the second-level formation
Senior Brother Fang Yi, you are too cautious."

Fang Yi chuckled lightly, unconcerned. He summoned his magical powers and summoned the Five Poison Cauldron and the Ruins of the World's Withering and Flourishing Banner.

A few moments.

The three treasures of flag, tripod and banner are connected, half an acre of green lotus is swaying, and a true elixir domain is slowly taking shape.

“Junior Brother Pei Zhi, it’s better to be careful.

Qiu Huaisu and Master Xiang Shu are both foundation-building monks who have been famous for hundreds of years.

It was also considered as a elixir seed by the Bishui Pavilion and Fengling Fairy City, and was given an important task.

With people like this, it's never too much to be cautious."

Pei Zhi nodded slightly when he saw this.

"Brother Fang's words make sense. No wonder he was able to build such a great foundation and seize the spiritual land of Black Abyss Island."

"We haven't even started yet." Fang Yi narrowed his eyes, waved his sleeves, and took out a set of tea sets.

With a rub of his fingertips, a green foundation-building spiritual flame wrapped around the warm jade pot magic weapon.

"Gulu.Gulu"

As time passed, steam rose from the jade pot and the crystal spring tumbled.

The teapot is tilted, and the boiling hot spring water brews the tender green in the jade cup, and the curling tea fragrance rises.

Handing over a teacup, Fang Yi thanked him. "Thank you, Junior Brother Pei Zhi, for your help this time.

I wonder if Master Hu Lei has any advice for me, the one who is in charge of Nanyunpo?"

"Master naturally supports it, but..."

Pei Zhi lifted the lid of the bowl, flicked the foam in the jade cup, took a sip of the spiritual tea, and continued speaking.

“However, although our sect wants to occupy this quasi-third-level spiritual vein to further strengthen the power of Xuanyang Mountain.

However, he was also concerned about the alliance between Bishui Pavilion and Jiuqu lineage.

If the two factions join forces, considering the overall situation of Dadu Ancient City, the master can at most stop True Man Yuzhu and True Man Jiuqu, and will not send the monks in the sect to help.

The remaining pressure will depend on Senior Brother Fang Yi and Senior Brother Xu."

"Depend on me and Junior Brother Xu?"

Fang Yi frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then relaxed.

He already had an idea in his mind, and immediately turned to look at Xu Qingshe with a gloomy gaze.

"Junior Brother Xu, time is precious. Both the Bishui Pavilion and Fengling Immortal City are not to be trifled with.

You and I will go there right now and visit Murong Su again."

Seeing Xu Qingshe nod, Fang Yi continued.

"Junior Brother Pei Zhi, thank you for your help. Keep Qiu Huaisu and Xiang Shu under surveillance tonight!

Later, Junior Brother Xu and I will reward you handsomely!"

Although Pei Zhi guessed that Fang Yi was going to make a big fuss, but thinking of Sheng Boan's old injury, he gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Brother Fang, leave Qiu Huaisu and Master Xiang Shu to me. I promise that neither of them will be able to get away tonight!"

Fang Yi nodded slightly, and acted decisively. "Junior Brother Xu, let's go.

Delay will lead to changes, all matters concerning the spiritual veins must be settled tonight!"

Hanquan Pavilion is nine stories high, with carved railings and jade bricks, and is nestled against the mountain and by the water.

Murong Su was wearing a green and gold brocade robe, with his long hair draped over his shoulders. His eyes swept across the entire Black Abyss Island, and a strong sense of reluctance emerged in his eyes.

"All my life's hard work is just given away like this.
I wonder if the Bishui Pavilion can offer a higher price after the fight between the dragons and tigers of Xuanyang Mountain."

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

The sound of hurried footsteps was heard, and Murong Xun, dressed in a gray robe and a jade crown on his head, walked hurriedly onto the observation deck on the top floor of Hanquan Pavilion.

"Ancestor, Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe from Xuanyang Mountain sent a visiting card, requesting a meeting."

"not see!"

Murong Su frowned.

Although he is a fake Dan Zhenren, he is unwilling to get involved in the fight between the two giants, Xuanyang Mountain and Bishui Pavilion.

Qiu Huaisu of Bishui Pavilion has already made a promise, as long as he doesn't say it out loud and waits until the dust settles.

A piece of second-grade upper-grade spiritual land and a spiritual object worth 20,000 lower-grade spiritual stones in exchange for a quasi-third-grade spiritual land.

He refused. "Xun'er, tell Fang Yi that I'm in seclusion refining my magic weapon.

When you return to the ancient city, let me know?"

"Ok?"

Murong Su's expression suddenly changed. He looked towards the corridor in Hanquan Pavilion. Suddenly, two auras, one vigorous and one burning, emerged.

"Fellow Daoist Murong, why do you keep people at a distance like this?
Your Murong family needs spiritual objects, and Brother Fang and I have selected the finest spiritual objects and inheritances."

Fang Yi's aura gradually turned cold, and under Murong Xun's unpleasant expression, he slowly stepped onto the top of Hanquan Pavilion.

"You've taken the spiritual object, but now you're being so vague. Do you really think I'm made of clay?"

Murong Su glanced at Murong Xun and sighed in his heart, if Heiyuan Island had not been besieged by the third-level Qingxiao Yunhe and the beast tide.

How could the two younger generations of the foundation-building generation that he had the most hope for in the clan die or be seriously injured?

In the end, only Murong Xun, a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, was left to shoulder the responsibility of welcoming and seeing off the guests.

Eventually, he was secretly followed by Fang Yi.

"Xun'er, please step back!" Murong Su waved his sleeves, and a ray of blue light rolled up Murong Xun and sent him out of Hanquan Tower.

"Fang Yi, Xu Qingshe, I have something to say.

My Murong clan is small and weak, so you should resolve the feud between Xuanyang Mountain and Bishui Pavilion by yourselves.

Regardless of success or failure, this sacred land of Nanyunbo Heiyuan Island is offered to me with both hands."

"Crash!"

Murong Su's face turned cold, and the sound of the tide was heard. A magical weapon called Bishuijue, which was carved from jasper jade and covered with warm spiritual patterns, was raised by him.

"Wow!"

The azure water spirit gathered, and the three treasure bans in the ancient prince's magic weapon lit up one by one, with precious light shining brightly.

The immense power, like waves crashing against the shore, locked onto Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe.

"You two, please step back!

I was able to fight against that third-level demon king, and I am not comparable to an ordinary fake Dan Zhenren!"

"A low-grade magic weapon with three treasure bans?" Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly and moved his lips slightly.

"boom!"

A red furnace was surging with heat and surrounded by flames, and was being offered by Xu Qingshe.

A magic seal was cast, and precious light was overflowing. The furnace of heaven and earth was stimulated to the extreme, and the intention of explosion was flowing.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves and the Five Poison Cauldron was raised.

The bronze cauldron was pushed to its limit.

Precious light is overflowing, five-colored mist is flowing, the toad is worshipping the moon, the golden centipede is breathing, and the black spider is weaving a web. Many strange phenomena are manifested.

In the whistling wind, the Shanhe Huayue robe fluttered, and a three-foot-long gleam of light shot out from Fang Yi's eyes.

"Murong Su, you're afraid of offending the Bishui Pavilion, but aren't you afraid of offending Xuanyang Mountain?"

"Two magical weapons?" Murong Su frowned slightly. "I promised you I would not interfere in the dispute between your two factions."

"Don't interfere?" Fang Yi's eyes grew colder.

"Junior Brother Xu and I have spent so much. How can you, Murong Su, just say you won't interfere?"

"Crash!"

The demonic power surged, and the Wu Earth Treasure Gourd was sacrificed by a small silver-white beast.

The yellow spiritual sand gushed out of the gourd, the wind was howling, and the spiritual sand was flying.

One after another, ancient and heavy runes jumped out from the Wu Earth Treasure Gourd.

Runes danced in the yellow sand, shining with spiritual light and connecting with each other.

A hazy scene emerged and turned into a small space, enveloping Hanquan Tower.

The second-level top-grade formation: Yellow Sand Formation.

In a flash, Hanquan Tower was already enveloped in a small gray space of formation.

"Fang Yi, what do you want to do?!" Murong Su's face turned ashen and gloomy.

The Jade Jue tilted, and surging real water poured out, turning into huge waves, carrying a powerful force, and hitting Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe.

"I just want to discuss Dao with fellow Daoist Murong Su."

Fang Yi chuckled, and waved his sleeves. Lush vitality gathered and transformed into hundreds of crystal air roots that spread out and connected with Murong Su's aura.

Wood Dao Secret Art: Yi Wood Tongmai Method
Xu Qingshe was also unwilling to be outdone, and the furnace of heaven and earth was pushed to the extreme.

Red, black, gold, and yellow spiritual flames danced and transformed into ferocious fire dragons, swallowing clouds and spewing out mist, rushing towards Bishui Jue to fight.

"Tear it!"

The huge waves were torn into pieces by the steaming fire dragons of various colors.

Seeing this, Murong Su's face darkened. "A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, do you really think you can act so recklessly just because you come from a powerful sect?

I am different from your useless fake pill from Xuanyang Mountain Zidian."

"Let me teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders!"

Murong Su's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He was determined to establish his authority and swallow the spiritual object he had already paid as a deposit as compensation.

His five fingers moved and he cast out spells one after another.

The spiritual light on the Green Water Jue was brilliant, and it turned into a rising bright moon.

"fall!"

"burst!"

Fang Yi's fingertips changed the magic formula, his face turned pale, and a stream of his vitality and magic power was exploded.

The shadow of the bright moon floated for a while, and then the Five Poison Cauldron and the Heaven and Earth Furnace slammed down at the same time.

"Boom!"

Layer upon layer of air waves rolled, and the three colors of red, blue and green were intertwined.

"How is that possible?" Murong Su's energy fluctuated, and the Bishui Jue was knocked back into his hand.

Fang Yi chuckled and raised the Green Lotus Flag. Green lotuses fell down and turned into half an acre of lotus sea.

"Fellow Daoist Murong, do you want to continue fighting?

If a real fight breaks out, the Murong family may not be able to bear it?
How about we have a good talk?"

Xu Qingshe also spoke. "Fellow Daoist Murong, the Murong clan can no longer withstand the turmoil, right?
Why not listen to the conditions that Senior Brother Fang and I have proposed? "

Feeling the vague aura of the Seven Rings, Murong Su's face twisted several times, and finally he sighed. His path to enlightenment was cut off, and he would spend the rest of his life toiling for the continuation of his family.

Now that the time has come, it is impossible to gamble with the family.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, what do you want to do?

No matter what, I can't possibly stand up to the Bishui Pavilion for my fellow Daoist!"

(End of this chapter)