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

Chapter 542: Visitors from all directions, a large sum of money as bait

Fang Yi's eyes swept across the entire Kuruo Small Cave, and he lightly tapped his index finger. A drop of plump and round blood flew out from his fingertips, landed on Chi Yin's forehead, and turned into a red rune.

The spell filled with wild energy was chanted aloud continuously, constantly communicating with Chi Yin's corpse soul.

One day later.

Feeling Chi Yin's energy becoming more condensed, Fang Yi walked out of the Kuruo Cave.

The sun rose and the moon set, and two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Outside the Black Abyss Island, many cultivators had already gathered there, having learned that Fang Yi, Xu Qingshe, and Qingfeng Zhenren were looking for their successor.

The more affluent monks were either riding flying swords or standing on cloud platforms, lotus flowers and other flying instruments, floating outside the fog, talking and laughing.

There were also young monks who were full of hope. They wore tattered and even patched robes, and looked eagerly at the Black Abyss Island shrouded in thick fog with expectant eyes.

As the sun rose higher, the monks on the various flying boats and magical instruments on the Black Abyss Island, which had been closed for a long time, began to whisper and chat with each other.

A young boy with a youthful face expressed determination. "Uncle, this time I must become a disciple of Grandmaster Fang Yi and reclaim our clan's spiritual fields."

"Han'er, you have a mid-grade fire spiritual root, and my Kang family has trained you with all their strength, so you must strive to do well," the Foundation Establishment Master, whose whole body was bursting with anger, taught earnestly and repeatedly.

Two tall, handsome young men with similar looks were whispering to each other. "Master Qingfeng wants to accept a disciple, but I have earth spiritual roots and no affinity with him.

But Xiaoyu, you also have wind spiritual roots, so this is your opportunity."

noon.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Eight muscular and burly body-training monks on the Black Abyss Island swung their arms, waved their drumsticks, and beat the war drums continuously.

The powerful sound of drums rang out, and the noisy monks outside the island fell silent.

"Crash!"

The gray clouds dissipated.

The vast spiritual fields, the flying cranes, the gurgling crystal springs, and the pavilions and towers with flowing spiritual light.

It is indeed a magnificent scene of a sacred place, which catches the eyes of the monks.

The breeze was blowing, the rainbow bridge was lifting, and a master who had established the foundation came floating in.

Jing Shaohong has sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. He wears a dark green crown on his head and a Qingfeng Fuyao robe in his clothes. His sleeves flutter in the wind, and he looks extremely elegant.

"My fellow Daoists, I am Jing Shaohong. I am here to greet you on the orders of my master, True Man Qingfeng, and the two old ancestors."

The clear words echoed in the ears of many monks.

Jing Shaohong slapped his storage bag, and bits of spiritual light shot out.

The spiritual light dissipated and turned into jade talismans floating in the air.

“Jing knows that you fellow Taoists have come here to seek the advice of True Man Qingfeng, Patriarch Fang, and Patriarch Xu as disciples.

Without rules, there will be no order. Following the orders of the three elders, I, Jing, am here to inform you of the rules for accepting disciples."

"My fellow Taoists, please listen carefully to my teachings. Otherwise, you will be punished in the Law Enforcement Hall. Don't blame me, Black Abyss Island, for not warning you in advance."

As if responding to Jing Shaohong's words, three rays of light, red, green and blue, shot up into the sky. In each of the rays of light, a magic weapon was floating up and down, suppressing it with terrifying power.

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There was silence on the Black Abyss Island, with only the occasional sound of a gentle breeze.

A few moments.

Jing Shaohong spoke again.

"Since fellow Daoists know that the rules of Black Abyss Island are very strict, let's get to the point.

This assessment is divided into three parts, the first of which is the Merit List."

"Thank you, Junior Brother Fan, for bringing out the Merit List!"

"Brother Jing, you're too polite."

Fan Dacheng's face was cold, a murderous aura lingering around him, and he was covered in armor that shone with crimson light. He took a step forward.

"Crash!"

A red scroll was raised, emitting a three-foot-long light, and spiritual characters appeared on the scroll.

"Mission C: Refine a first-grade, low-grade Qi-strengthening pill. Bring your own spiritual herbs. Merit: three points per pill.

Task B is to cultivate ten acres of first-level spiritual fields and collect 70% of the spiritual rent; merit: ten points/acre.

Class A tasks: Unlimited purchase of second-level monster skeletons, flesh and blood. Merit: Depends on the completeness of the monster.

Class A mission: Unlimited acquisition, second-level water and wood attribute demon pills, merit: 1,500 per pill."

Jing Shaohong felt the barely concealed greed in the cultivator's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Whether it is cultivating spiritual fields, the rent will be collected from the usual 90% to 70%.

Or it could be the inner elixir of a second-level demon beast, and the purchase price would be a 30% premium, which Fang Yi had already decided.

This is the result you need when you spend a fortune on a horse.

People die for money and birds die for food, but this benefit is not enough.

It is not enough for Heiyuan Island to swallow up the independent cultivators and disciples of various sects in the territories of Dadu Ancient City and Fengling Fairy City.

Jing Shaohong said, "Fellow Daoists, if you are interested in merit points, you can take this Black Abyss Order yourself.

Any cultivator whose merit value reaches 100 within a year, regardless of his background or age, can meet the three ancestors and participate in the second round of assessment.

If there is any remaining merit, it can be exchanged for the spiritual objects and magical instruments provided by the three ancestors."

Red, black, white, blue and purple spiritual lights rose up and drew the Black Abyss Order into their hands.

In an instant, the only restriction in the talisman was refined.
But except for the relatively poor independent cultivators, they will take on more tasks.

The remaining monks did not take most of the tasks seriously as long as their robes were more gorgeous and they had some wealth.

All of them are to activate the decree, accept only one or two Class C tasks, collect 100 merit points, and participate in the second round of assessment.

No one is willing to take on the many laborious tasks of cultivating spiritual fields, refining spiritual materials, and weaving spiritual brocade.

'Fortunately, Senior Brother Fang Yi was well prepared. These cultivators are indeed experienced and will not give up until they see enough benefits.

For the development of Heiyuan Island, it is not enough to just cultivate casually.

Jing Shaohong narrowed his eyes slightly, and the green magic power in his sleeves shot out, landing on the merit list, causing golden ripples, and the scene changed.

"Top-grade magical weapon: [Xuanyuan Sword], merit value 900.
Low-grade foundation-building pill: Merit value: 1,500
Quasi-second-tier elixir: [Small Marrow Washing Fluid], [Small Mind-Concentrating Ointment], merit value 300 per serving.
First-rank, superior-grade spirit puppets: [River-leaping Jackal], [Swift Wind Wolf], [Red Claw Tiger], [Water-swallowing Leopard], merit value: 300/statue.

"Fellow Daoists, if you have any remaining merit points, you can also exchange them for these spiritual objects."

Feeling the atmosphere getting hot.

As if the stimulation was not enough, Jing Shaohong cast a spell with his fingers, and a phantom of a book appeared.

"A quasi-second-level medical inheritance [Theory of Spiritual Medicine], a quasi-second-level alchemy inheritance [Theory of Red Fire Pill], a quasi-second-level formation inheritance [Small Yijia Formation Book], a quasi-second-level spiritual plant husband inheritance [Detailed Explanation of Small Cloud Rain Technique]."

There are spiritual objects, magical tools, and inheritance.

More and more fiery gazes were cast upon Jing Shaohong.

There are no stupid cultivators who can come to the Black Abyss Island. Those with low cultivation are also led by elders who are in the late stage of Qi training.

The value of this merit list is so great that even those who have reached the foundation-building stage feel excited.

Ordinary cultivators in the late stage of Qi training set their sights on exchanging for the Foundation Establishment Pill.

The foundation-building masters of each foundation-building family want to train their descendants and set their sights on foundation-building pills.

It is also about paying attention to the marrow cleansing elixir, spirit nourishing ointment, and other elixirs that help to perfect the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit.

"Gulu!"

The sound of swallowing saliva was heard from the sleeves. An old man in linen clothes was holding a ten-year-old child, and the desire in his eyes burst out.

As a cultivator who was stuck before the threshold of becoming a second-level spiritual plant husband, the old man in hemp clothes urgently needed a spiritual plant inheritance.

Even if it is only a quasi-second-level inheritance, it will be of great benefit to him as a casual cultivator.

He raised his skinny hands and spoke in a hoarse and tired voice.

"Master Jing, how can I exchange for the [Detailed Explanation of the Small Cloud and Rain Technique]?"

Jing Shaohong glanced at the many cultivators in front of the island and knew that the matter of opening up the island had been completed.

He chuckled. "A quasi-second-level inheritance requires participation in two rounds of assessments before it can be obtained.

If you fellow Taoists are interested in the inheritance of various sects, you can participate in the third assessment.

The three ancestors prepared a second-level inheritance during the third assessment."

"Wow!"

One after another, Black Abyss Orders rose up, and people frantically accepted tasks on the Merit List. In a blink of an eye, all the tasks on the Merit List were gone.

Only a few tasks remain that involve monsters of level two or above, or alchemists and weapon masters of level two or above.

However, many cultivators activated the sound transmission notes in their sleeves, and thousands of them transformed into the shapes of various spirit beasts and flew out.

Calling friends, just for this list of merits, ordinary people are out of reach of elixirs, magical tools, and various inheritances. In the majestic hall with the plaque of "Ascension Hall", Fang Yi, Xu Qingshe, and Jing Shaohong, four cultivators, sat down.

In front of each monk, the sandalwood table was filled with various spiritual dishes and five-colored spiritual fruits.

A red ancient mirror was suspended in the air, with a glow on the mirror surface and the images constantly changing.

Fang Yi comforted the lifeless silver-white little beast in his arms and stuffed a bunch of Biquan bananas into Qijie's arms.

In the past three years, in order to set up the defense formation for Black Abyss Island, Qijie worked day and night without any rest.

"Hmph!" The silver-white little beast hummed weakly, and felt that the Biquan banana that it usually loved had no taste at all.

Fang Yi pondered for a moment, then waved his hand and sent out a jade talisman to transmit sound.

Then his gaze fell on the ancient mirror.

The scene where Jing Shaohong used both soft and hard tactics to bring many cultivators under his control was projected on it.

He sighed in admiration.

"Uncle Qingfeng, Junior Brother Jing has made great progress."

"Junior Brother Fang, your praise is too much. Shaohong has only made a slight improvement in his cultivation and does not deserve such praise."

True Man Qingfeng glanced strangely at Fang Yi, who was smelling the aroma of medicine, and Xu Qingshe, who was leisurely playing with the elixir.

After the opening of Black Abyss Island, Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe accepted disciples, and the news came out that their alchemy and medical skills had reached the quasi-third level.

Although he is not famous for his fighting skills, countless cultivators were surprised and envious of him.

The most famous foundation-building masters in Xuanyang Mountain are Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe, two quasi-third-level alchemists and pharmacists.

Countless cultivators agreed that Xuanyang Mountain had gained good fortune, with the emergence of the two cultivators Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe.

This cultivator is expected to break through the third level of skills and complete the sect's inheritance. In terms of status, he is stronger than many fake Dan Zhenren.

Moreover, if he remembered correctly, Jing Shaohong was much older than Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe.

True Man Qingfeng felt envious of Xiao Changce.

Although Senior Brother Xiao passed away, he had an illegitimate son who carried on his Dharma lineage.

In this way, I can die with my eyes closed.'

Looking at the ancient jade mirror, Master Zi Dian was a little confused when he saw that Jing Shaohong was going to take on an examination for his disciple, which would last for a year.

“Senior Brother Fang.

Senior Brother Xu and Senior Brother Zuo are also accepting disciples. Isn't the assessment lasting a year a bit too long?"

Fang Yi, Xu Qingshe, and True Man Qingfeng all turned their heads, their strange looks falling on True Man Zi Dian.

The three of them had some understanding of why a fake Dan Zhenren, who had been condensing the elixir for more than a hundred years and had the Xuanyang Mountain behind him, was still so poor.

Really, he is too stupid.

"Senior Brother Fang?" Master Zi Dian spoke cautiously in this somewhat awkward atmosphere.

"Are there any surprises in this?"

Fang Yi began to explain.

"Junior Brother Zi Dian, I am a quasi-third-level pharmacist, Junior Brother Xu is a quasi-third-level pharmacist, and Uncle Qingfeng is also a fake pill master."

He pointed at the dense shadows of cultivators in the Jade Realm magic weapon.

"Brother Zidian, what do you think the three of us have the potential to find a disciple that suits our needs among these cultivators?"

Fang Yi continued to explain that as the top combat force in Heiyuan Island, Master Zidian must know the purpose of this disciple-recruiting ceremony.

The purpose is to attract monks, cultivate spiritual fields, and refine magical instruments, and it is definitely not to recruit disciples.

Seeing that Master Zi Dian fell into deep thought, Fang Yi shook his head in his heart and then looked at Master Qing Feng.

"Uncle Qingfeng, for this disciple-recruiting ceremony, Junior Brother Xu and I will select a disciple regardless of his or her ability.

Thank you, Senior Brother, for planning for Black Abyss Island and selecting a disciple."

True Man Qingfeng frowned slightly. He practiced the [Qingfeng Samadhi Method], which was the third-level inheritance of the Wind Dao.

The requirements for talent and understanding are extremely high. Otherwise, Jing Shaohong would not have been the only disciple in over a hundred years.

But thinking about it, Fang Yi allocated to him the cave, the spiritual field, and the share of the profits from the Black Abyss.

He unconsciously lowered his bottom line for accepting disciples.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Fang, I will accept you as my disciple regardless of your ability."

"That's good."

Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly, hiding the gleam in his pupils.

The Chi Yin in the Kuruo Small Cave Heaven is a combination of foundation-building cultivators, second-level corpse refiners, and second-level Yin meridians.

If one wants to advance to the third-level corpse king, in addition to the essence and blood of the third-level monster, he also needs the nourishment of the second-level monster and the essence and blood of the foundation-building cultivator as a medicine.

If he doesn't attract enough cultivators, he will have little chance to search for medicinal ingredients that are compatible with Chi Yin.

An hour later.

In the ancient palace, only Xia Fangyi and Qi Jie were left, one man and one beast.

A female cultivator with a graceful figure and voluptuous curves walked into the hall with graceful lotus steps and a bit of charm.

Su Yushan knelt down and bowed, revealing a hint of her plump, snow-white skin intentionally or unintentionally.

"The maid pays homage to the master"

Fang Yi did not refuse the female cultivator sent by the Su family. After all, accepting her as a concubine would also appease the Su family.

He ordered the monks of the Su family to cultivate the spiritual fields and earn spiritual stones for him.

But now, calling Su Yushan here was not for matters between men and women.

"Are you satisfied?" Fang Yi patted the demon pet in his arms.

"Hmph!" Qijie narrowed his eyes slightly, and the aura of a second-level monster swept over the kneeling graceful female cultivator.

After a few breaths, Su Yushan was already sweating profusely. The green gauze skirt she was wearing was almost transparent, highlighting her curves, making them look even more plump and delicate.

A silver light escaped from Fang Yi's arms and landed in the plump bosom of the female cultivator. The little silver-white beast arched its back, and a look of satisfaction appeared on its face.

Seeing this, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

"Yushan, from now on you will take good care of Xiaoqi, understand?"

Su Yushan felt the intimacy of the little beast in her arms. Her body stiffened, and then she bowed and responded respectfully.

"Follow the master's order"

Fang Yi waved his hand to let Su Yushan leave, closed his eyes slightly and rested.

Sensing the few remaining second-level blood essences in the Kuruo Small Cave, he murmured in his heart.

"During the day, the opening of Heiyuan Island was just a matter of time, but now it's just waiting for Yan Youtai to fall ill.
Otherwise, all the second-level blood essence of Sudu Mountain would have been consumed by him alone."

In the dark night, dark clouds covered the moon, and monks came and went on the Black Abyss Island, and its popularity gradually grew.

In a corner of the market town, it was quiet and deserted.

A black-robed monk acted stealthily, offering up a qi-detecting orb and looking at the red dot flashing on it.

Feng Xing breathed a sigh of relief and took out a piece of invisible gauze from his sleeve and put it on.

Then he walked lightly, easily bypassing several legal prohibitions and entering a pine forest with the patrol of the law enforcement team.

After Feng Xing scanned with his foundation-building consciousness and confirmed that there was no one around, he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Unfortunately, the status of male cultivators in the Bishui Pavilion is too low.

Otherwise, we are both at the foundation-building stage, and my foundation is slightly higher, yet I was singled out by the sect's real masters to carry out the task of polluting the spirit veins."

"Fortunately, Black Abyss Island is open, so the protective formation cannot be activated all the time."

He picked up a magic hoe and dug at a large bluestone embedded in the ground.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

In the pine forest, the sound of metal clashing was heard, but it was covered by a green gauze magic weapon.

Half an hour later.

"Puff!" The green spiritual spring gushed out. Sensing the complicated waterways beneath the spiritual spring, Feng Xing showed excitement on his face and took out a photo-taking bead.

Then, he carefully took out a black copper bottle magic weapon from the storage bag.

There was a dark aura lingering around the copper bottle, with several yellow talismans pasted on it.

"disease!"

Feng Xing pinched his fingers and the yellow talisman ignited without wind. The copper bottle opened, and the brown spiritual liquid rolled around, and a fishy smell filled his nose.

Looking at the withering pine wood, Feng Xing looked dazed and immediately swallowed a green detoxification pill.

"It is indeed the secret plague powder made by the real master of the sect. Once it is poured into the water vein connected to the spiritual vein,
Hey, the spiritual veins on this Black Abyss Island are severely damaged, how can it attract monks?"

Feng Xing didn't notice that a cold light flashed in the eyes of a broken wooden sculpture behind him.

(End of this chapter)