Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a beam of light shooting from a distance. It suddenly stopped and a tall young monk wearing a black Taoist robe appeared. It was Chen Yuan who had been following the monks with long hair.

This group of people had killed three groups of monks and grabbed enough spiritual herbs. It was the best time to take action.

Everyone in the field was surprised to see Chen Yuan driving the light. When could the foundation-building monks enter the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain?

But the two Lingyun Sect disciples quickly reacted. No matter how this person entered the secret realm, he was wearing the standard robes of the Lingyun Sect. He also wanted to save himself. It was important to save his life first.

One of the thin disciples saluted and said, "Disciple Yunfang, thank you for saving my life!"

Another short and fat disciple quickly followed suit and saluted: "Disciple Duan Changyu, meet Uncle Master!"

Chen Yuan took two steps forward, nodded slightly, and said, "No need to be polite, this is Chen Yuan, you can just call me Uncle Master Chen."

"Yes, Uncle Master Chen!"

Then Chen Yuan looked at the monk with long hair and said coldly, "Your method is not like that of a cultivator, but like that of a monster. Ziyang Sect has always claimed to be the orthodox sect of Xuanmen, but I didn't expect there would be such a crooked way."

The monk with long hair changed his face and argued, "I practiced the secret method of physical cultivation, which is also the orthodox sect of Xuanmen!"

Chen Yuan said, "If you are a physical cultivator, you should have broken through the foundation building stage with this method, so why is your aura still at the tenth level of Qi Refining? Don't quibble, wait until I kill you, and then I can find out the truth."

As soon as these words came out, the five disciples of Ziyang Sect, including the monk with long hair, showed fear on their faces.

They also knew that the monk with untied hair could fight against a second-level monster, but could not compete with a foundation-building monk.

The biggest reliance of low-level monsters is their strong bodies. At most, they have one or two innate secret techniques, which are not difficult to deal with. Even several Qi-refining monks can kill them together.

The foundation-building monks have deep true essence and can control spiritual tools and perform spiritual techniques. They are far from being able to fight against monks like the monk with untied hair who have gained foundation-building strength by taking shortcuts.

But since Chen Yuan has said this, there is no room for maneuver, and he can only give it a try.

The monk with untied hair roared, and a layer of yellow light reappeared on his body, and rushed towards Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan stroked his storage bag, took out the four magical weapons, the Silver Gang Sword, the Purple Bee Needle, the Silver Gang Sword, and the Seven Star Blade, and attacked together, saying, "Two nephews, attack with me!"

Uncle Master gave the order, and Yun Fang and Duan Changyu did not dare to neglect it. They quickly sacrificed the magical weapons and attacked the disciples of Ziyang Sect.

When the monk with long hair saw that Chen Yuan sacrificed all the magical weapons, a hope ignited in his heart.

This foundation-building monk of Lingyun Sect seemed to be just a show-off.

He stomped on the ground suddenly and rushed towards Chen Yuan like an arrow from a bow.

As long as he could get within ten feet of Chen Yuan, there would be a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Chen Yuan knew what he was thinking, and the magic formula in his hand changed. The fixed light mirror shot out a thick white light column that was as solid as substance, shining on the monk with long hair, fixing him for a moment.

At the same time, he moved his mind, drove the escape light, flew into the air, and distanced himself from the monk with long hair.

He himself is a physical cultivator, and he knows best how to deal with physical cultivators.

As long as he doesn't let the haired cultivator get close to him, he will be invincible.

The haired cultivator saw Chen Yuan being so careful, and his heart sank, knowing that he could no longer win this battle.

But he didn't mean to give in at all. He roared wildly, and the yellow light on his body shone brightly, and the flying silver sword and seven-star blade fell down.

But he himself became much lighter and rushed towards the two Lingyun sect disciples.

Even if he died today, he would drag these two people down with him!

Chen Yuan didn't expect the haired cultivator to be so stubborn. His eyes fixed and he said, "You two, retreat quickly!"

As he said that, he controlled the fixed light mirror and released a white beam of light, which fixed the haired cultivator for a moment.

At the same time, the silver sword and the seven-star blade slashed out together, slashing the haired cultivator, but did not leave any traces, and could only slightly hinder his forward momentum.

Yun Fang and Duan Changyu saw the monk with long hair rushing towards them, and their hearts trembled. They didn't care about fighting with the Zi Yang Sect disciples anymore, and hurriedly pulled back.

The four Zi Yang Sect disciples were overjoyed to see the monk with long hair so brave, and they stepped up their attacks.

They only saw the monk with long hair fighting monsters and showing his power along the way, but they didn't know that he had run out of tricks, and they thought he had a way to defeat the enemy.

Chen Yuan used magic weapons, which were far inferior to the foundation-building monks they usually saw. They thought he was just a show-off, and the five of them might have a chance to win with their combined strength.

Little did they know that Chen Yuan just wanted to protect Yun Fang and Duan Changyu and let them testify in front of the Jindan monks of various sects, so he seemed helpless against the monk with long hair.

However, it was precisely because of the existence of these two people that Chen Yuan could not use the power of physical cultivation.

This was his biggest trump card, and the physical cultivation method was rare in the world and could not be easily revealed to others.

If he were alone, he only needed to throw two punches to break the yellow light shield on the body of the haired monk.

But even without using the power of physical cultivation, Chen Yuan could still use the art of fighting to deal with the haired monk.

He controlled the magic weapon to fight the enemy, and the consumption of true essence was very small, which could last for several hours.

However, the haired monk borrowed the power of the demon pill to perform secret techniques, but he could not last long.

In the next half an hour, Chen Yuan was not in a hurry, controlling the fixed light mirror, silver sword, and purple bee needle to harass the haired monk constantly, and did not forget to fly and wander in the air to prevent the haired monk from getting within ten feet of him.

At the same time, he controlled five Seven Star Blades, joined forces with Yun Fang and Duan Changyu, and killed the other four Ziyang Sect disciples one by one, leaving only the hair-covered monk alone.

Yun Fang and Duan Changyu had long since exhausted their mana, and watched Chen Yuan fighting with the hair-covered monk with solemn expressions.

They knew that they would definitely not die this time.

But the fact that the hair-covered monk could hold on for so long surprised the two.

Even though this Uncle Chen was a bit shabby and didn't have any spiritual weapons in his hands, he was also a foundation-building monk, and he had an overwhelming advantage against the Qi-refining monk.

The hair-covered monk could fight with the foundation-building monk for half an hour, even if he was passively beaten throughout the whole process and had no power to fight back, it was enough to be proud of.

However, as time passed, the yellow light on the hair-covered monk's body became dimmer and dimmer, and finally he could no longer resist the Silver Gang Sword. Chen Yuan used the light-fixing mirror to fix his body, and stabbed him in the heart with a sword, killing him on the spot.

Yun Fang and Duan Changyu were relieved to see that the monk with long hair finally died.

Chen Yuan smiled slightly, urged his true essence, and the silver sword flew back.

But at this moment, a yellow pill the size of a walnut slid out along the wound of the monk with long hair and fell to the ground.

"Huh? This is..."

Yun Fang exclaimed softly, and subconsciously took two steps forward, but then he remembered that Chen Yuan was beside him, so he stopped and turned his head to look over, saying: "Uncle Chen, this pill seems to have fallen out of this person's heart."

Chen Yuan frowned slightly, raised his hand and took up the yellow pill, looked at it carefully, and asked in confusion: "Is this a demon pill?"

As soon as these words came out, Yun Fang and Duan Changyu were both shocked.

The monk with long hair is a human cultivator, how could a demon pill fall from his heart?

Chen Yuan raised his hand and sent the yellow pill to Yun Fang and Duan Changyu, saying, "You can take a look too."

The two of them probed their consciousness into the pill and carefully examined it. After a while, they all showed disbelief.

Yun Fang murmured, "I have seen a fourth-level demon pill in the hands of my master. It is very similar to this pill. There is no doubt about it. This is a demon pill, and it is a fourth-level demon pill!"

Duan Changyu frowned and said, "This demon pill is empty. The demon power and blood have all dissipated, but it can still remain intact. It's really a strange thing..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped, his eyes showing disbelief.

Yun Fang also realized something and said in surprise: "The amazing defense power and the yellow light secret technique that this person just showed, could it be that they all rely on this demon pill?"

Chen Yuan nodded slightly, his face solemnly said: "It should be so. I didn't expect that Ziyang Sect actually had such a strange secret technique that could implant demon pills into the body of a cultivator, allowing him to have the strength comparable to that of a foundation-building cultivator."

Yun Fang and Duan Changyu were both shocked. Such secret techniques were unheard of and unseen.

The two then thought of another thing. I wonder how many other Ziyang Sect cultivators in the secret realm have demon pills implanted in their bodies like this monk with untied hair?

Yun Fang and Duan Changyu looked at each other and saw deep fear in each other's eyes.

They were lucky this time and met Chen Yuan, so they survived by chance.

What if they met someone with a demon pill implanted in his body again?

At this time, Chen Yuan suddenly raised his hand and took the storage bag of the nameless Ziyang Sect disciple, and probed into it with his spiritual sense to check it out.

Yun Fang and Duan Changyu were somewhat puzzled, and then saw Chen Yuan's face change slightly, and he raised his hand and flicked it, and a large pile of items appeared out of thin air in front of him.

The two looked at it, and their faces changed drastically.

There were identity jade cards of Lingyun Sect disciples, flying swords of Tiangang Sword Sect disciples, spirit beast bags of Wanshou Mountain disciples, Yin Banners of Mingyin Valley disciples, and eight or nine various magic tools.

Yun Fang trembled and said: "This, this is Brother Zhang's Yunlong Ding, he also died in this person's hands!"

Duan Changyu also recognized the magic tools of the two Lingyun Sect disciples, and his face showed fear.

Chen Yuan said solemnly: "This person relied on the power of the demon pill and acted recklessly, and really killed many disciples from various sects. Fortunately, he was killed today, so that the two nephews did not suffer from this poisonous hand."

Hearing this, the two showed gratitude on their faces, bowed deeply to Chen Yuan, and kept thanking him.

Chen Yuan waved his hand and said, "No need to do that. I was just like you guys, struggling to survive in the secret realm. How can I sit back and do nothing when I encounter this?"

Yun Fang was surprised and said, "Has Uncle Chen entered the secret realm before?"

Duan Changyu also looked at Chen Yuan with a puzzled look on his face.

They all thought that Chen Yuan was a Jindan elder of Lingyun Sect, or even a foundation-building cultivator sent into the secret realm by the sect leader Xuan Yuanzi at a great cost, specifically to collect spiritual herbs. They never thought that he had entered the secret realm before.

Chen Yuan smiled slightly: "Like you, I entered the Dongxu Mountain Secret Realm for the first time, but I have been there for ten years and have not yet left."

Thanks for the reward from the decadent days!