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

Chapter 540: Cultivation grows, prepare for a rainy day.

"Hua La!" The tender green branches and leaves fluttered, layers of green ripples rippled in the cave, and vitality was growing.

The white jade-like roots are deeply embedded in the fertile soil, continuously absorbing the abundant earth energy.

"Gulu.Gulu"

The spiritual fluid in the spiritual eye was constantly being extracted, and the spiritual energy of the entire Black Abyss Island became visibly thinner with the naked eye.

An ancient tree with twisted branches, half of it dead and rotten, the other half lush and green, appeared behind Fang Yi.

He connected with the withered and flourishing spirit seed that had grown to three feet long.

As the spiritual seeds took root and sprouted, fine lines appeared on the rosy skin, and yellow-brown age spots also appeared on the face.

So senile!
The shiny black hair on Fang Yi's temples gradually turned white, like withered grass, as if his lifespan had run out and he was about to pass away.

The [Scripture of Life and Death] and the [True Chapter of the Ascension of Spiritual Roots] were actually resonating.

Three feet of light bloomed from his limbs and bones, and the true meaning of withering and flourishing flowed in his heart. Fang Yi felt happy and pinched the seal with his five fingers.

"Buzz!"

In the Dantian Qi Sea, the original power of the birth and evolution of the spirit seed poured down and turned into blue bricks engraved with runes of withering and flourishing. The ninth-level altar began to turn from virtual to real.

A round shadow of a true elixir slowly appeared on the altar, like a huge gluttonous mouth, as if it wanted to absorb Fang Yi's three treasures of essence, energy and spirit into it and turn them into firewood.

"My foundation in Taoism is not yet complete, and my cultivation is not at its peak. It's not time for a breakthrough yet!
One wrong step leads to another. All the hard work in this life has been accumulated, so there is no need to fight for a single step."

Fang Yi knew in his heart that as long as he was willing, he could step into the ninth level of foundation building in one step.

Then swallow the spiritual object to form the elixir and condense the real elixir.

"After countless plans and countless hardships, I have sought the perfect golden elixir, not just this ordinary elixir."

Fang Yi let out a long sigh.

In an instant, a huge figurine appeared behind him, suppressing his instinctive impulse.

"Kill me!"

The Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword transformed into a faint light and flashed across the Dantian Qi Sea.

"Zheng!"

A crack appeared on the shadow of the true pill.

The cracks expanded like a spider web, and in a flash, the shadow of the real pill turned into stars and scattered, merging into the altar.

"rise!"

He cast a spell with his hand, and a green light flowed, and the banner of the withered and flourishing world stood behind Fang Yi.

The ancient banner undulated and rolled, and a three-headed, six-armed demon god, holding an ancient tree, sprinkled drops of sweet rain.

The vitality of Yi wood falls like a waterfall, continuously nourishing the flesh, blood and bones.

Fang Yi used his vitality, blood and flesh to nourish the withered and flourishing spirit seed, and the spirit seed gave back its origin to Fang Yi's foundation of Taoism.

The two are like a circle, constantly circulating.

A blue-gray Tai Chi diagram appears faintly, with the gray yin fish eyes and the blue yang fish eyes chasing each other.

Sinews, bones, blood, and flesh
The three treasures of spirit, soul, body, essence, energy and spirit were constantly forged, and Fang Yi's skin became as white as jade, shining with precious light.

The sense of the four seasons rotating and the changes of life and death spread in the cave.

"No regrets in forming a pill, no way to fake a pill, the quasi-third-level body refining cultivation can actually be improved again!"

Fang Yi was shocked. His physical cultivation level had broken through to the quasi-third level, which was just like that of a fake Dan Zhenren. His accumulation and foundation were insufficient.

Without overcoming the thunder tribulation, the power of the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit will be integrated into one, and it will be difficult to improve your cultivation.

But it's different now.

The power of the origin of the spiritual wood not only nourishes and shapes the foundation of the Tao, but also uses brute force to force the improvement of the Dharma body.

"boom!"

Seven days passed in a flash.

In Qingzhi Garden, spiritual energy is everywhere and ancient vines are growing in a twisted manner.

A blue-gray Tai Chi diagram was slowly rotating. Fang Yi and the spirit seed were located in the eyes of the Yin-Yang fish respectively. They absorbed the spiritual power from the spirit veins and tempered their origin with every movement.

"It's done!"

Fang Yi opened his eyes and let out a breath of foul air.

The heat surged, and a smoke of blood and energy rose from the fontanelle into the sky until it was stopped by a green magic ban.

The blue-gray Tai Chi diagram in Qingzhi Garden lost its support and turned into points of light and dissipated.

Feeling the ancient and crude platform in the Dantian Qi Sea, the platform is nine stories high and covered with blue-gray runes.

"The most difficult step, blending the origin with the spirit seed, has already been taken.

After that, I will continue to nourish myself with spiritual energy from the spiritual veins, waiting for the withered and flourishing spiritual seeds and spiritual trees to continue to grow, and replenish me with the essence.
And my physical training has improved again, which is a pleasant surprise."

Fang Yi clenched his five fingers like an eagle's claws, grabbing the air and making a sonic boom.

He thought to himself that there were differences in strength and weakness, and in superiority and inferiority among the fake elixir cultivators.

The weakest fake pill real person, like Zi Dian real person, could barely condense a fake pill and make it into a ninth-grade pill.

After the pill is made, there is no possibility of further improvement. Even the third-level magic and spiritual power cannot support the practice, and he is quite poor.

If they are stronger than Li Yu, Huang Yanzi and Lou Mingyue, they will be stronger than others.
But they are all eighth-grade pills, second-rate fake pills, and they are made by refining a natal treasure, which can barely be used to practice the third-level magic.

The strongest one is the seventh grade elixir, but due to bad luck, it is only a step away from becoming a real elixir.

Although there is a huge difference between them, cultivators of this level can already practice the third-level magic.

If the accumulation is deep enough, it will be possible to fight with the cultivators who have just condensed the true elixir.

As far as Fang Yi knows, there are only one and a half such cultivators.

The current head of Xuanyang Mountain, Xiao Lie, is a real person who dominates all the fake pill masters in Xuanyang Mountain. He must be a top-notch fake pill cultivator.

Sheng Boan, a disciple of Master Hu Lei, fought several times, fighting one against two, and revealed some of his skills, so he was also considered a half-master.

Fang Yi estimated in his mind.

[Three Burials of the Golden Body] is originally a third-rate body-refining technique, and is just ordinary among body-refining techniques.

Now, with the help of the third-level spiritual wood origin, it has been forcibly promoted to a higher level, comparable to the second-rate fake pill.

If one has completed the [Spiritual Root Ascension Chapter], there is a 60 to 70 percent chance of making further progress.

Just by practicing physical cultivation, one can be comparable to a first-rate fake pill.

Fang Yi waved his hand, and a jade talisman fell into his hand, and his spiritual sense probed into it.

"Yan Youtai is getting impatient."

After a while, he stood up and walked out of the cave.

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

In the top-floor room, the scent of incense rose from the bronze furnace with an animal head, but it could not conceal the eerie and cold atmosphere.

Yan Youtai played with the jade beads in his hand, looking at the hesitant monk in front of him with a smile.

“Junior Brother Zi Dian!
Three months ago, you said that Junior Brother Fang would soon be released from seclusion. Two months ago, you said that Junior Brother Fang was not far from being released from seclusion. And the same was true a month ago.
Junior brother, are you kidding me?

I have been living on Hanyuan Island for over half a year. I wonder when Junior Brother Fang will come out of seclusion?"

"This..." Beads of sweat appeared on the temples of Zi Dian Zhenren, and he looked at the monk in front of him with awe.

But the cultivators of his clan all make a living on Black Abyss Island, and would never, and dared not, offend Fang Yi.

"Senior Brother Yan, why are you so aggressive?" Fang Yi stepped out of the room and felt Yan Youtai's increasingly refined aura.

Vitality has been restored, but there is no blood sacrifice?
What happened? Was it a cover-up to improve his cultivation, or...
"Junior brother is in seclusion practicing, he really can't get away."

Yan Youtai narrowed his eyes slightly, a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes, and he felt the pure vitality.

"Mid-level Dao base?"

He shook his head slightly and said no more. He activated his magic power and three rays of light flew out from his sleeves.

"Since Junior Brother has come out of seclusion, I would like to trouble you to refine the Blood Essence and Marrow Fluid that I need."

Fang Yi swept his spiritual sense over the water bowl, the small breath-sealing box, and the small air-locking bottle, and with a wave of his sleeve, he put away the three top-grade magic tools.

"Brother Yan, please wait for ten days."

Yan Youtai nodded slightly, his eyes sweeping over Master Zi Dian and Fang Yi.

"In that case, I'll have to trouble you, Junior Brother Fang."

Qingzhiyuan Cave.

Gu Jiushang walked into the cave and looked at the spiritual eye, where he saw a three-inch tall lush green spiritual tree.

"Master, did you succeed?"

"Well, the most difficult step of [Spiritual Root Ascension Chapter] has been passed. After that, it is just a matter of hard work. When this third-level spiritual plant grows up,
However, once this secret method begins, one must practice and communicate with the source at least once every three days.
For the next ten years, all my efforts will be wasted. I must stay on Black Abyss Island and cannot leave for long."

Fang Yi slapped his storage bag, and the aroma of medicine wafted into the air. An ancient bronze tripod with three legs and two ears floated in the air.

Then three rays of spiritual light flew out from his sleeves, dissipated, and turned into three magical instruments: a water purification bowl, a small breath-sealing box, and a small air-locking bottle, which were suspended in the air.

"Bang!" A ray of true fire wrapped around the Five Poison Cauldron, the bowl of clean water tilted, and the green blood essence of the monster poured into the cauldron.

Fang Yi was multitasking, raising a magic mirror for transmitting sound while speaking.

"Brother Gu, has Yan Youtai contacted you privately to explain other matters?"

Gu Jiushang shook his head slightly. "During the two years that the master was in seclusion, Yan Youtai occasionally visited Heiyuan Island.

But they just sent some spiritual objects to win me over, and didn’t mention any other important matters.”

Fang Yi's mind moved slightly, and under the licking of the flames, the duckweed was refined into a ball of emerald green medicinal liquid and fell into the cauldron.

He shifted his gaze to the ancient sound-transmitting mirror.

"Junior Brother Xu, you cultivated your spiritual roots and advanced to the Dao Realm quickly, and emerged from seclusion a year early. Do you know what Yan Youtai has been doing behind the scenes?"

"Brother Fang, Yan Youtai has asked me to meet him several times, all of which were about refining pills.

Although the quality of the pill is quasi-third level, it is just ordinary to suppress the conflict of blood essence."

A red aura overflowed from the ancient sound-transmitting mirror. Xu Qingshe, dressed in a red robe with flying hair, sat cross-legged on a green lotus leaf. A fire snake, a fire crow, and a fire bird were lifelike, swimming around him.

His face was ruddy and his aura was deep and concentrated, like an ancient pool of fire, constantly accumulating fire power without a trace of agitation.

Obviously, he benefited a lot from using the [True Chapter of Spiritual Root Ascension] and harmonizing his origin with the Nirvana Earth Rock Fire Lotus Seed.

Not only has the quality of his Tao foundation been improved, but his control over the true fire around him has also been greatly improved.

"A pill to suppress the blood essence?" Fang Yi frowned slightly, somewhat worried about Yan Youtai's improvement in the blood sacrifice technique.

By offering a blood sacrifice of hundreds of beasts, if one can reach the third level, the blood essence of the blood sacrifice method, due to its grade suppression, will be able to swallow the blood essence and raise the marrow fluid.

A third-rank Tianji master who had condensed a true elixir still had an old grudge against him, which was a great obstacle to his future practice.

"Junior Brother Xu, the elixirs come from the same source. Let's work together to suppress Yan Youtai first."

"Mixed poison method?" Xu Qingshe understood.

"Yes, the mixed poison method." Fang Yi's clothes fluttered, and he was surrounded by the fragrance of medicine. After throwing the last auxiliary medicine into the cauldron, he reached out and grabbed a wisp of medicinal fragrance.

Then he used his finger as a pen and incense as ink, and wrote a magical prescription in the air like a dragon and a snake.

Waterweed, Green Root, Water Monster Blood Essence, Red Fire Blackbeard Ganoderma
On the sound transmission mirror, Xu Qingshe turned the bronze ring in her hand and communicated with Old Chen.

A little flame spread out in front of him, and a pill formula also emerged. Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe looked at each other and smiled in tacit understanding.

"Junior Brother Xu, I will prepare the main medicine, and you will refine the auxiliary medicine to prevent Yan Youtai from using the blood sacrifice method."

"Hahaha, what senior brother said makes sense. The medicine should be guided by the blood of beasts." Xu Qingshe laughed.

He also tasted the benefits of having a 'financial backer' to invest in him, but Master Tianji had a wide network of contacts.

Just collecting precious elixirs can save you a lot of energy.

Ten days later.

In Hanquan Pavilion, Yan Youtai was sitting cross-legged with his upper body naked in a jade pool covered with insect patterns, his limbs and bones wrapped in the mist of blood, essence and marrow fluid.

With each swallow and exhale, the elixir was continuously refined, ripples appeared around his body, and his vitality continued to rise.

"boom!"

A smoke of blood and essence rose up, and hot blood vaporized.

Three days later, Yan Youtai waved his hand, put on his robe, and walked out of the jade pool with satisfaction.

Waving his hand, Fang Yi summoned the jade pool back into his hand, said goodbye with a smile on his face.

"Brother Yan, I am practicing the Soul Cleansing Method and cannot leave the spiritual land for a long time, so I will take my leave first."

"Junior Brother Fang, please do as you please." Yan Youtai said.

“Yan is also returning to Dadu Ancient City. The demon beast lineage’s attacks on the ancient city are becoming more and more fierce.

Junior Brother has occupied the spiritual land of Black Abyss Island, so be extra vigilant."

"Then junior brother, go ahead." Fang Yi took a step forward, turned into a ray of spiritual light, and fled towards Qingzhi Garden.

Looking at the escaping light in the distance, a cold light flashed in Yan Youtai's eyes, and he murmured in his heart.

'Based on the vitality in my body, I can reach my peak state and form a pill after being nourished by spiritual medicine three more times.

When I condense the True Dan, even if Fang Yi is noticed by Zhang Hengyi, the gap between a True Dan cultivator and a Foundation Establishment cultivator will be huge.

So what if I have a mid-level Dao foundation? There are many ways to control it.'

A month later, late at night, the crescent moon cast silver light, but was obscured by dark clouds.

The Black Abyss Island, shrouded in clouds and mist, was dark, with only occasional scattered lights on the island.

A young monk, wearing a veil that conceals his presence, cautiously came to the edge of the island.

Cao Xun hesitated for a moment, then raised a formation plate covered with formation-breaking magic bans, muttering to himself.

"Don't blame me, Old Ancestor, you are too biased.

As cultivators of the Cao family, both were at the ninth level of Qi training. Why did Cao Xun and Cao Run even prepare mid-grade foundation-building pills?

And I don’t even have a spiritual object for foundation building.”

The green array pattern rippled, silently supporting a circular light gate in the clouds and mist.

A magical gauze instrument rolled up Cao Xun, and he sneaked through the light gate and escaped to the east.

On the edge of Black Abyss Island, a rune was activated in a formation base carved from spiritual jade and buried deep underground.

The unicorn snake statue engraved on it swam, and a creepy red light appeared in its eyes.

"Crack!"

The machine kept turning, and the sound of gold and jade colliding was blocked in the scarlet eyes.

Quasi-second-level puppet: one-eyed, good at concealing aura and detecting monks.

The puppet took the departing monk in its sight, and a brown array pattern covered with yellow sand marks quietly lit up in the base of the Lingyu Array.

The formation pattern is transmitted to the formation center with the help of the magic bans spread across the island.

In Qingzhi Courtyard, Fang Yi was lifted up by a green auspicious cloud, suspended in the air, looking at a topaz-colored magic mirror with great interest.

"Another one. This is already the third cultivator tonight. Although he is only a Qi training cultivator,
Just after coming out of retreat, so many monks are concerned about you?

Greed is insatiable. I just don’t know if these cultivators are from the Bishui Pavilion, Tiandaowu, or are they connected with the Baigu Sect and Hehuan Sect?
Or was it bribed by my Senior Brother Yan?"

Gu Jiushang, who was standing beside him, had a gloomy expression on his face. During the two years that Fang Yi was in seclusion for cultivation, all the matters of Heiyuan Island, big and small, were left to Ya to handle.

He knelt on one knee, lowered his head and apologized.

"Jiu Shang was careless, please punish me, Master."

Fang Yi waved the jade scroll in his hand and flipped it, recording Cao Xun's information.

He waved his hand, and the auspicious green clouds transformed into a gentle force, lifting Gu Jiushang up.

"Brother Gu, just pay attention to this matter in the future.

Black Abyss Island is a quasi-third-level spiritual place, even though the green snake has not revealed its quasi-third-level alchemy skills.

But with two fake Dan Zhenren and a quasi-third-level pharmacist in charge, 70% to 80% of the spiritual fields on the island are still abandoned.

Such lucrative opportunities naturally attract people’s attention.”

After knocking once or twice, Fang Yi waved his hand, and a sound transmission talisman made of cold jade fell into his hand.

"Junior Sister Yang seems to be practicing a secret technique and will be unable to leave for the next three to five years. Once she reaches full mastery within ten days, she will be able to reach Black Abyss Island."

"Hmm?" Fang Yi paused and focused his attention on the magic mirror.

The adjacent [Red Lotus Mansion] slowly opened, and a cultivator wearing a red flame robe and a fire lotus crown on his head walked out of the cave and offered up a black ancient map.

Looking at the monk's crude concealment method, Fang Yi in Qingzhi Tower chuckled.

"This is really hard for Junior Brother Xu. He's almost at the condensation stage, yet he's still doing this sneaky, 'making things more obvious' thing.
This is Yan Youtai's meeting with Qing Snake."

"We must not let Uncle Qingfeng and Junior Brother Zidian find out about this."

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, the magic gestures on his fingertips changed, and a gray aura descended, wiping out the remaining anger of Xu Qingshe.

Sensing that Xu Qingshe had 'safely' left the island, neither of the two fake Dan Zhenren noticed.

Fang Yi took out a jade slip from his sleeve, handed it to Gu Jiushang, and then continued speaking.

“Although there are four Fake Dan warriors on this Black Abyss Island, the beast tide is no pushover either.

In order to prepare for a rainy day, after Dacheng and Yu'er arrive and set up the framework of the Punishment Hall, the Merit Examination Pavilion, and the Spirit Plant Garden on the island, they will be opened to the independent cultivators of Sudu Mountain.

That way, when the beast tide comes, Green Snake, Purple Lightning, and I won't be running around exhausted."

Gu Jiushang took the jade slip, thought for a moment, and then solemnly advised, "Master, this Black Abyss Island is not open yet, and there are so many hidden cards.

If it is opened, who knows how many forces will stir up trouble."

Fang Yi shook his head slightly, recalling the vague warning that Zhang Hengyi had hinted at, and he spoke slowly.

“There’s not much time left.

The storm is coming. If you don't make plans early, you will pay a price tenfold or a hundredfold.
Senior Brother Gu, please purchase the spiritual materials according to the instructions on this jade slip. I want to refine a puppet."

"Is Qingyuan Market like that?" Gu Jiushang seemed to be thinking about something.

Although Heiyuan Island is much larger than Qingyu Market, if it is like Qingyuan Market, it will be filled with spirit puppets and cooperate with formations.

Even if Black Abyss Island is opened, the cultivators from various sects and independent cultivators will not be able to cause any big waves.

"Brother Gu, when you go to Dadu Ancient City this time, remember to meet Chu Xiang, who is under Yan Youtai's command.

Also, keep an eye on the prices of the top-tier spiritual elixirs in the market."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, his dark pupils were as cold and deep as an ice pond.

The cicada knows it before the golden wind comes, and the impermanence is sent to death without knowing it, let alone Xuanyang Mountain, the largest sect in the Dayun immortal cultivation world.

The flag of withered and flourishing in the ruins world was fluttering, and Chi Yin, with red hair draped over his shoulders and a childish face, was surrounded by a gray corpse aura.

He held a red jade axe at his waist and walked out of the withered and flourishing small cave barefoot. Every time his white and tender feet rose and fell, a scarlet corpse lotus bloomed.

Fang Yi let out a long sigh.

“The border of Dayun Xiuxian Realm has been completely blocked.

Since there's no way out, let's see who can stand out and shake up the situation.
After nearly five hundred years of cultivation over two lifetimes, I am the best in the world of Dayun Immortal Cultivation, and I know the method of blood sacrifice."

An hour later.

A hundred miles east of Heiyuan Island, Yan Youtai ordered several spies to retreat, then waved his sleeves and raised a luxurious treasure tent.

Five-colored spiritual light circulated, and several charming female cultivators walked out of the treasure tent, some holding spiritual food, some holding jade wine.
In an instant, the aroma of wine filled the air, the spiritual fruits were tempting, and the beauty was graceful.

"Since Master Xu Dan is here, I think he has already made up his mind about Black Abyss Island. It is truly a great foundation.

Even Yan is quite tempted."

"Crack." The dead branch was broken by a boot, and a fire lotus bloomed under Xu Qingshe's feet, carrying him to sit in front of the treasure tent.

He ignored the beauties around him who were swaying their waists and singing and dancing, and his eyes were fixed on Yan Youtai.

"Brother Yan, if I help you, what can you promise me?"

Xu Qingshe turned the bronze ring in her hand, and a look of arrogance appeared on her face.

"Brother, as a quasi-third-level alchemist, I have no shortage of spirit stones and no shortage of skills.
What can you promise me?

Brother Fang Yi and I have been friends for over a hundred years. How could I betray him for a momentary benefit?

Yan Youtai, you underestimate me, Xu Qingshe!"

Yan Youtai straightened the crown that was slightly tilted, and joked in his heart.

If it weren't for the news that Wu Gu Qingfeng had told him privately, he would probably have believed it.

"Junior Brother Xu, if your friendship is deep, then Yan can't bear to see you tonight."

He was unceremonious.

"Master Xu, what do you want?"

"A spiritual object for forming a pill!" Xu Qingshe suddenly spoke, with a gleam in his eyes that shot more than three feet straight.

"Impossible!" Yan Youtai's face changed drastically. The spiritual objects for forming the elixir are not ordinary things. In the Dayun world of immortal cultivation, it is difficult to exchange them even with spiritual stones.

"Fang Yi is not worth the price!"

Xu Qingshe frowned slightly. Seeing that Yan Youtai refused to give in, he felt regretful.

"Then what conditions can Senior Brother Yan offer?"

"Top-grade magic weapon, third-grade spiritual material, third-grade spiritual medicine." Yan Youtai took out a treasure map from his sleeve.

Magic power surged and spewed out, and spiritual objects, magic tools, pills, and talismans were suspended above it.

“Junior Brother Xu, this is a spiritual object from the secret vault in the ancient city of Dadu. If you can accomplish what I wish.

You can choose one of these spiritual objects!"

Xu Qingshe's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, what Senior Brother Fang said was right. Yan Youtai was very wealthy.

An hour later.

Looking at the departing red light, Yan Youtai was confident and murmured.

"Fang Yi, Gu Qingfeng and Xu Qingshe are both in my control. What can you use to fight me?"

Thinking about the spiritual object that Xu Qingshe exchanged for, even with Yan Youtai's worth, he felt quite heartbroken.

"The storm is coming. If it weren't for Tian Wu Jue's consumption of blood, essence and vitality, why would I spend so much time on a quasi-third-level spiritual doctor?"

　Ta da da, Happy New Year!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)