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

Chapter 536: Deal Done, Capture the Second Cultivator Alive

"Fellow Daoist Murong Su, please take all the cultivators of the Murong clan and leave."

Fang Yi's expression was calm, his vigorous aura connected with Xu Qingshe and Qijie, locking Murong Su in a tacit understanding.

Although he had the upper hand, cultivators like Murong Su, who were born as independent cultivators and could condense fake pills, were all top-notch ruthless characters.

We must not be careless until the matter of the spiritual vein is settled.

"Go?!" Murong Su couldn't believe that he was asked to give up the territory of Heiyuan Island without any advice.

"Fang Yi, are you having a nightmare? Why are you speaking so recklessly?"

"Fellow Daoist Murong, at this point, do you have any better options?"

Fang Yi's eyes were burning. He had already found Murong Su's weak spot and would not gamble with his family.

If one does not value family, Murong Su's background as a fake Dan Zhenren is enough for him to live freely and comfortably in the ancient city of Dadu.

"Junior Brother Xu and I are true disciples of Xuanyang Mountain.

"Two true disciples have joined forces to occupy a quasi-third-level spiritual vein. Fellow Daoist Murong, do you think the Jindan Zhenren of Xuanyang Mountain will give their full support?"

"Two true disciples of Xuanyang Mountain?!"

Murong Su glanced at Xu Qingshe and felt a little shaken.

The two true disciples of Xuanyang Mountain joined forces, and with the current strength of Xuanyang Mountain, they paid a sufficient price to occupy the spiritual land of Heiyuan Island.

But, Xu Qingshe is not a true disciple!

Murong Su sneered.

"Fang Yi, don't try to deceive me with lies.

The status of Xuanyang Mountain's true disciples is extremely respected, but there are only three or five of them in a generation, which is more than several times less than the number of fake pills.

Xu Qingshe has reached the ninth level of foundation building and is also a second-rank upper-grade alchemist, but what if he wants to take on the position of a true disciple of Xuanyang Mountain?"

"not enough!"

"not enough?"

Fang Yi had frivolous eyebrows and eyes like stars. He then exchanged a tacit glance with Xu Qingshe and revealed a trump card.

"A second-level alchemist isn't enough, so what if I take it a step further?"

"Quasi-third level?!" Murong Su's expression changed and his gaze fixed on Xu Qingshe.

"Heh!" Xu Qingshe chuckled.

He had already reached a tacit understanding with Fang Yi. The most important thing now was to use the quasi-third-level spiritual land to improve his Taoist foundation as soon as possible and make great progress in achieving Danjie.

All other matters can be compromised.

"Oh!"

Red flames lingered, and the rich fragrance of elixir emanated from the furnace of heaven and earth, turning into rolling smoke and haze.

The fragrance of the elixir rose into the sky. If it had not been covered by the yellow sand array, it would have been discovered by Qiu Huaisu, Xiang Shu and others on the Black Abyss Island.

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There was silence in Hanquan Tower. After a while, Murong Su sighed softly. His wish that the fisherman would benefit from the quarrel between the snipe and the clam had been extinguished.

"The young are to be feared! The young are to be feared!

A quasi-third-level alchemist, just over two centuries old, if such a cultivator is not a true disciple of Xuanyang Mountain.
The immortals in Xuanyang Mountain are all blind!"

Murong Su was completely suppressed, but Fang Yi did not take advantage of the situation and try to squeeze out more benefits from the spiritual land.

Compared with the affairs of the spiritual vein, everything is based on stability.

His eyes swept over the magic weapon, the Green Jade Jue, on Murong Su's shoulder. With the help of the power of the Withering and Flourishing Sutra, he felt a faint sense of crisis coming from the Jade Jue.

He murmured in his heart.

"Old fox, you really have a hidden trick up your sleeve, but I am powerless to suppress Murong Su's will."

With a slap of the storage bag, five second-level magic contracts with bright light flew out.

Murong Su glanced at Fang Yi with a strange expression.

Second-level legal contract?

How could it be useful to him, a fake Dan Zhenren?
"Fang Yi, do you want to bind me with this second-level magic bond?"

"Fellow Daoist Murong, this contract is not for you to sign.

A third-level spiritual contract is very valuable and extremely difficult to find, but a second-level magic contract?
Fang still has some wealth."

Fang Yi used his finger as a pen and his magic power as ink, and engraved complex and complete spiritual texts into the magic contract, constantly completing the magic contract floating in the air.

A few moments.

Looking at the contract wrapped in golden light, Fang Yi spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Murong, please bring the cultivators from your clan to sign this contract.

The two foundation-building masters are Murong Xun and Murong Xiu, and the Qi-cultivating cultivators are Murong Yuzhuo, Murong Kun, and Murong Xuan."

"Fang Yi, are you trying to kill me?" Murong Su's expression changed slightly, murderous intent filled his eyes, and the cold murderous aura turned into dark clouds, enveloping him.

"burst!"

The spiritual tide rose, and Fang Yi's magic formula changed, activating the Yimu Tongmai method and the sympathetic explosion method to generate energy.

"Hmm!" Murong Su groaned, his energy unstable, and a blush appeared on his face.

Fang Yi, on the contrary, had a slightly pale face and his energy dropped, but in the blink of an eye, he had recovered.

"Fellow Daoist Murong, you have no choice.

It won't be difficult for Xiao Qi and I to hold you back. But who in the huge Nanyunbo Murong family can stop the Green Snake?"

With a flutter of his sleeves, two jade bottles and a yellow gourd flew out.

"This is the mid-grade foundation-building pill that Daoyou needs, and the blood essence and marrow fluid.
As long as you give me the Nanyunpo earth vein formation map and the restriction token, Fellow Daoist Murong, you can immediately lead the cultivators of your clan to leave.

From then on, he rested and recuperated, no longer interfering in the turbulent undercurrents and strange waves between the two major forces of Xuanyang Mountain and Bishui Pavilion.

Fang Yi had a smile on his face, as gentle as jade, like a graceful gentleman.

“Junior Brother Xu and I owe Fellow Daoist Murong another favor.

So, why not do it?

If you are willing, I can accept a cultivator from the Murong family as my disciple."

"A combination of soft and hard tactics?"

Murong Su narrowed his eyes slightly, looking intimidating without being angry, and the mighty green waves were accumulating in the Jade Jue magic weapon.

"call!"

It was like a breath of foul air, like a deflated air bag with its spiritual energy sucked out, Murong Su said coldly.

"That's not necessary, disciple. My Murong family cannot afford Fellow Daoist Fang's kindness.

As for the matter of the Dharma contract, I promised my fellow Taoist!

I hope that after you are done with your business, you will not bother my Murong family again."

A hint of joy appeared in Fang Yi's eyes, but it was suppressed in an instant.

He nodded slightly and pushed the contract in front of Murong Su.

Murong Su waved his hand and sent out five sound-transmitting jade talismans. He poured his spiritual consciousness into the contract and studied it carefully.

The five people selected by Fang Yi are the most outstanding cultivators in terms of aptitude, character and cultivation among the young and old generations of cultivators in the Murong family.

If the backlash of the Dharma Contract cuts off the path and destroys the foundation, the Murong family can be said to be in disaster.

An hour later.

Five spiritual marks fell, and blue, black, white, purple, and red spiritual lights intertwined above the Hanquan Pavilion, setting off a small spiritual tide.

"Crash!"

The golden chain was covered with runes, floating in the air, and ripples of golden light appeared.

Finally, it turned from one into eight, and fell into the souls of the five younger cultivators of the Murong family, Murong Su, Fang Yi, and Xu Qingshe, a total of three parties.

"Buzz!"

The chains turned into starlight and dissipated, and magic runes appeared in their souls.

Murong Su waved his sleeves, and an ancient map of the spiritual veins and a blue token were held up by the shimmering water.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, where is the spiritual vein deed map that I exchanged with my Murong family?"

Fang Yi took the second treasure, suppressed the joy in his heart, slapped his storage bag, and a brown spiritual map floated towards Murong Su.

"Friend Murong, it's a pleasure to work with you!"

Seeing the yellow sand formation slowly dissipating, Murong Su opened the spiritual map and the deed, and his spiritual consciousness poured into it, after verifying that it was correct.

Seeing Fang Yi and the green snake transform into spiritual light and head towards the cave of Qiu Huaisu and Xiang Shu, he took a deep breath and cursed inwardly. "What a bad luck!"

Without any delay, he moved his mind slightly, looking at the shocked and numb eyes of the younger generations such as Murong Xun and Murong Xiu.

A majestic muffled thunder sounded on Black Abyss Island.

"Murong family cultivators, listen to my order! The entire clan must relocate to Hanxi Valley!"

"Boom!"

One after another, ships that were hundreds of feet long and more than ten stories high took off, carrying with them the reluctance of the Murong cultivators, and left the ancestral land where they were born and raised.

The two of them were swift as lightning in the escaping light. Fang Yi threw the spiritual vein map and token to Qijie. "Green Snake, the spiritual vein map and the formation token are already in hand. The next step is to capture Su Huaiqiu and Master Xiangshu alive.
Which one do you choose, Junior Brother?"

"It's Su Huaiqiu, all the monks of the same level in Bishui Pavilion are restrained by me," Xu Qingshe said after a moment of hesitation.

A few moments.

In an ancient and quiet little building, purple lightning, clear water, and fist prints constantly collided.

Pei Zhi's face turned pale, and he was wearing a purple shield of top-grade magic weapon, which was covered with spider-web-like fine lines.

"What a loss! What a loss! I got into this losing business!"

His heart ached and he activated a quasi-third-level golden armor talisman in his hand.

Runes flowed, and layers of golden armor protected it.

"Pei Zhi, if you keep pestering me like this, don't blame me for killing you!" Qiu Huaisu's face was gloomy, and water was almost dripping from it.

"Fellow Daoist Xiang Shu can't delay any longer!"

The entire Murong clan left, and it was obvious that Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe had made a secret deal with Murong Suda by executing him first and reporting to him later!

"Boom!" Looking at the Black Abyss Island where the number of cultivators was decreasing, Xiang Shushang had a powerful aura and a burly figure. A huge amount of blood and essence smoke rose into the sky. He no longer cared about the power of Xuanyang Mountain.

"If you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink the wine for punishment. Junior Brother Pei, don't blame Xiang Shu for destroying your foundation!"

After saying that, Master Xiang Shu took a step forward, and with his big hand like a palm-leaf fan, he grabbed Pei Zhi's head.

A raging rage burned in the hearts of Qiu Huaisu and Xiang Shu.

I thought the dust had settled, and the matter of the Nanyunpo spiritual land would have to wait until everyone returned to the ancient city of Dadu, where the three forces would fight for it.

By then, with the combined orders of Jade Pearl of Bishui Pavilion and Nine-Curve Pearl of Fengling Fairy City, suppressing Xuanyang Mountain will be no problem at all.

But now it's like this
"boom!"

The fist landed, Pei Zhi's golden armor trembled, and ripples of golden light appeared.

Then a green flying sword and several water blades followed the fist.

"Crack!" A fine line appeared on the golden armor.

There was murderous intent in Qiu Huaisu's eyes. If the three of them had not received the order from the Jindan Zhenren at the same time, and in front of everyone, she would have sent Pei Zhi to death long ago.

"Fellow Daoist Pei, Fellow Daoist Xiang Shu and I just wanted to go to the center of Black Abyss Island to take a look.

Why are you so inhumane?"

Looking at the towering ship rising into the sky, Pei Zhi gritted his teeth, exerted all his strength to summon up his magic power, and sacrificed the last quasi-third-level golden armor talisman.

"There is absolutely no way I, Xuanyang Mountain, will give up the benefits I have taken!"

"Junior Brother Pei is right. How can we, Xuanyang Mountain, occupy the spiritual vein with so much effort? How can we just give it away to others?!"

Fang Yi's clear voice, wrapped in an ancient and crude tripod, blasted towards Master Xiang Shu.

At the same time, the air was filled with fire, and a majestic roar came from the furnace of heaven and earth. A red flame dragon nearly a hundred feet long crawled out from the glazed furnace mouth.

"Roar!"

The dragon's claws, full of majesty, stretched out, seemingly slowly but actually quickly moving towards Qiu Huaisu to capture him.

"Dang!" The sound of metal rumbling was heard from the Five Poison Cauldron. Master Xiang Shu's face turned pale. He controlled his qi and blood, and mobilized his magic power to launch more than ten attacks in a row.

"Hiss!" Qiu Huaisu's face changed slightly, feeling the spiritual gauze magic weapon he raised to protect himself being torn into pieces by the dragon's claws.

The twelve magical prohibitions in the magic weapon have all dimmed.

"No! Let's go?"

"Let's go! Go back to the ancient city and ask the master of the sect to make the decision!"

Qiu Huaisu and Master Xiang Shu looked at each other silently, then immediately activated their magic power, their aura surged, and they both used the escape technique to escape.

"Want to leave? It's too late!" Fang Yi's eyes were slightly cold. These two would be the bargaining chips he would use in future negotiations with Bishui Pavilion and Tiandaowu.

If one is missing, there will be a huge price to pay.

"Little Seven!"

"Crash!" The spiritual tide rolled, and the talismans formed a tangled net and fell towards Qiu Huaisu.

The protective magic circle in the Black Water Abyss has been controlled by the Seven Rings and can still exert 80% to 90% of its power.

Fang Yi was certain when he saw this.

The overall situation has been decided, the turtle is caught in the jar!
half an hour later

Fang Yi wore a Qingyun crown and his mountain and river robe fluttered in the hurricane.

As the magic power was absorbed and released, the magic power of withering and flourishing flowed through the more than 300 air roots, constantly connecting the three treasures: the Blue Lotus Treasure Flag, the Ruins of the World withering and flourishing Banner, and the Five Poison Cauldron.

The lotus bell takes root, branches and leaves grow, the green lotus sways, and a scene of endless green lotus leaves reaching the sky appears.

The Qinglian Dharma Domain expanded to include Pei Zhi, Qiu Huaisu, Xiang Shu, and Xu Qingshe.

The secret art of the Way of Wood: Yi Wood returns to the same place!
The sounds of explosions rang out one after another, and Qiu Huaisu and Xiang Shu's magic power were constantly dragged into the explosions.

In an instant, the momentum dropped.

Fang Yiyu felt that he was not good enough, and the two factions had to be extremely cautious with their Dan seeds.

The magic gestures at his fingertips changed, and talismans were cast out one after another.

"disease!"

The secret art of medicine: Xuanzhi's method of ascending to the spirit.

The green mist gathered and turned into a mouthful of green jade ganoderma, with lingering medicinal fragrance hanging down, invigorating the spirit.

Baozhi split into three and fell towards the souls of Xu Qingshe, Qijie and Pei Zhi, merging into one.

Fang Yi's mind moved slightly, and he used another secret medical technique.

"Refreshing!" Pei Zhi felt that the depleted spiritual power had recovered 30% in an instant. He laughed.

"Qiu Huaisu, let's fight one on one again!"

"One on one? Pei Zhi, you are shameless!" Qiu Huaisu was so angry that her pretty face turned red and her chest heaved.

"A quasi-third-level spiritual doctor is fully assisting you. Pei Zhi, you can easily say it out loud. One-on-one???"

Pei Zhi spoke righteously. "Why not? Qiu Huaisu, I advise you to surrender, otherwise..."

Fang Yi shook his head slightly. He didn't want to delay the matter of the spiritual vein, as delay would lead to changes.

The ancient Ruins Realm withered and flourishing banner swayed, and on the banner, a majestic shadow of a demon god appeared.

Then he pinched the lotus bud in his hand and smiled compassionately.

Secret Method of Medicine: Five Lotuses to Nourish Qi

"boom!"

The shadow of the demon exploded, transforming into a rich flow of vitality, merging into the delicate flower bud. Then the lotus split into three and fell towards the three people.

Fang Yi changed his finger gestures again.

Kidao Illusion: Ten Thousand Leaves Are Not Flowers!
A faint green light bloomed from the fingertips, ancient trees supported the sky, exotic flowers and plants, the soul of God flowed, and a hazy scene appeared.

An hour later.

"This Qiu Huaisu, has this day come to pass? Hahahaha!"

Pei Zhi curled his lips slightly, raised his boot and kicked Qiu Huaisu, whose magic power was restrained by the green vine.

After letting out a breath of anger, he looked at Fang Yi with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Brother Fang, with the help of the Black Abyss Island formation, at great expense, we were able to capture Qiu Huaisu and Master Xiang Shu alive."

Pei Zhi was very wary of the matter involving Bishui Pavilion and Fengling Fairy City.

"We can't kill these two, but releasing them would be a loss. It's simply too much trouble."

Fang Yi's mind moved slightly, and two jade talismans flew out of his sleeves. Clouds and mist surged, and a melodious crane cry sounded.

"Wow!"

The Qingxiao Voice-Transmitting Crane flapped its wings and flew towards Xuanyang Mountain and Dadu Ancient City.

Fang Yi's lips curled slightly.

"I'd like to trouble Junior Brother Pei to look after Qiu Huaisu and Master Xiang Shu."

"Green Snake, let's go and see what the foundation of this spiritual vein is."

……

Xuanyang Mountain and Chunyang Peak are filled with spiritual energy, with lush forests and bamboos and gurgling water.

Huang Guangsheng wore coarse linen clothes and wielded a magic hoe, cultivating half an acre of spiritual field.

A Qingxiao sound-transmitting crane descended, and he felt the familiar aura and released a burst of magic power.

".Bishui Pavilion has formed the elixir seed. Occupies a quasi-third-level spiritual land. Practices the secret method of Taoism."

As Fang Yi spoke slowly, Huang Guangsheng showed admiration on his face.

"Not bad"

"Huh? You've won over a quasi-third-level alchemist?"

A jade talisman was cast, and a quarter of an hour later, Xiao Changce straightened his back and slowly stepped into the ancestral hall.
"Master, I heard that my favorite disciple Fang Yi has become successful again?

You are indeed my disciple whom I have taught so carefully!"

"We'll discuss this matter after Hengyi arrives." Huang Guangsheng smiled, clearly quite satisfied.
(End of this chapter)