Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Although the thousand-year-old spiritual herbs are precious, they cannot be used directly by the foundation-building cultivators.

Although the Suzhen flower is only an eight-hundred-year-old spiritual herb, it can increase the chance of forming a pill.

For cultivators, cultivation is everything.

This person seems to have a long-term vision and chose the more precious thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, but in fact he is short-sighted.

Chen Yuan did not know what Liu Fan was thinking. After dividing the spiritual herbs, he suggested: "Two Taoist friends, the spiritual herbs have been divided up, and we should go to other places next."

Yu Qing and Liu Fan naturally had no objection. The three of them returned along the mountain road and continued to explore other areas on the mountain.

Chen Yuan walked in front, his face was normal, but he was very happy in his heart.

This time he gave the Suzhen flower to Liu Fan, took an extra 15% of the spiritual herbs, and took all three Qingxuan Xiling flowers into his pocket, making a lot of money.

With dozens of rare spiritual herbs that are at least five hundred years old, Chen Yuan will not lack cultivation resources until he forms a pill.

It is indeed a cave dwelling for cultivators in the late stage of Jindan. It is just a spiritual medicine garden, but the harvest is so great.

This is also thanks to the Suzhen flower, otherwise he would not be able to force Liu Fan to give up the Qingxuan Xiling flower.

This flower seems precious, but he is practicing "Nine Transformations of the True Spirit". If he wants to form a pill, he must first refine a kind of true spirit essence and blood, otherwise it is useless to take the Zhenzhen Pill.

As long as the true spirit essence and blood are refined, even if there is no Zhenzhen Pill, there is still hope for forming a pill.

Suzhen flowers are useless to Chen Yuan. He just relies on this flower to retreat and advance, forcing Liu Fan to give up most of the spiritual herbs on his own initiative.

This is an open conspiracy. As long as Liu Fan wants to get the Suzhen flower, he can only swallow his anger and agree.

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The three returned to the mountain road before the fork and kept going up. It took a total of half an hour to come to a three-story building.

Next to the small building, a waterfall poured down, making a rumbling sound.

The small building has flying eaves and a simple appearance. The plaque reads "Alchemy Pavilion". When the three people saw it, their eyes lit up.

The spiritual herbs in the space magic weapon alone made their trip worthwhile. How many elixirs would there be in the Alchemy Pavilion?

Like the gentle slope where the spiritual herbs grow, the Alchemy Pavilion has no restrictions.

This is normal. The restrictions of the space magic weapon can even resist Yuanying cultivators, and there is no need to set up formation restrictions inside.

The three people pushed the door and entered. The first floor was empty, with only a complicated formation engraved on the ground, about a foot in size, with twenty-four formation flags inserted around it, a hole about a foot in the middle, and a formation plate next to it.

Chen Yuan recognized it at a glance. This is a formation to ignite the earth fire, similar to the formation in the Earth Fire Hall of Lingyun Sect, but much more complicated.

After a thousand years, the formation is still intact, but the formation flags and formation plates are dilapidated, and the fire veins have disappeared without anyone to warm them.

Liu Fan and Yu Qing didn't know how to make pills, and they had no interest in the broken array flags and array plates. They just took a look and went to the second floor.

Chen Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "Wei is somewhat interested in this array. Can you take these array plates and array flags away?"

The two stopped, and Yu Qing would not refuse Chen Yuan's meaning: "If you are interested, take them away."

Although Liu Fan hated Chen Yuan deeply, he would not conflict with him on such a small matter. He said lightly: "Fellow Daoist Wei, please do as you please."

Chen Yuan then took out the jade slip, copied the array method, and then put the array plates and array flags into the storage bag before going to the second floor.

There were more than a dozen three-layer wooden racks on the second floor, and there was a jade bottle every one foot on them. At a glance, there were at least more than 300.

Yu Qing showed a happy expression, picked up a jade bottle, opened it, and saw that it was empty.

Liu Fan picked up another jade bottle to check, and it was also empty.

The two frowned and picked up two more jade bottles to check.

Seeing this, Chen Yuan reminded: "Don't waste your energy, fellow Taoists. These jade bottles have been stored here for thousands of years. The elixirs in them have long turned into spiritual energy and evaporated. It is impossible for them to survive."

Yu Qing was very convinced by Chen Yuan. Hearing this, he slowly put down the jade bottle in his hand and said unwillingly: "What a pity..."

Liu Fan ignored Chen Yuan's reminder. With a wave of his sleeves, he took all the remaining jade bottles. The stoppers on them popped open, and they were all empty.

He then returned all the jade bottles to their original positions and went to the third floor first.

Yu Qing's eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm, and he followed.

Chen Yuan just smiled and followed slowly.

There were only two wooden racks on the third floor, with six jade bottles on them.

Liu Fan first picked up a jade bottle and opened the stopper. Like the jade bottles on the second floor, they were all empty.

Yu Qing stopped checking the jade bottles this time, and turned to look at Chen Yuan: "Fellow Daoist Wei, the elixirs in these jade bottles are not preserved?"

Chen Yuan raised his hand and took a jade bottle into his hand, opened the bottle stopper, looked carefully, and nodded: "Yes, these jade bottles are made of 100-year-old black jade, which is equivalent to a top-grade magic weapon. It can seal the elixir for 500 years without dissipating the spiritual energy."

"But a thousand years is too long. Only jade bottles made of 1000-year-old black jade can preserve the elixir for such a long time."

Hearing this, Liu Fan raised his hand and took another jade bottle into his hand, saying: "Since these jade bottles are useful, let's divide them equally."

Afterwards, Chen Yuan and Yu Qing put away two jade bottles respectively, and only an empty wooden shelf was left on the third floor.

The three searched carefully again, and confirmed that there was nothing else in the alchemy pavilion before leaving and going down the mountain along the mountain path.

They couldn't fly on the Wentian Mountain, and their spiritual consciousness could only leave their bodies for a dozen feet. If they left the mountain road and walked through the forest, they would most likely get lost.

Walking along the mountain road would save time.

The three returned to the foot of the mountain and walked up the mountain along the mountain road on the right.

The mountain road meandered upward and tilted to the right. After half an hour, the three came to the middle of the mountain, where two forks appeared.

They chose one at random and ran for about two quarters of an hour to a large hall.

This hall, like the Spirit Medicine Garden, is located on a gentle slope on the edge of the cliff, about several acres in size. The plaque reads "Refining Hall", with silver hooks and iron paintings, dragons and phoenixes flying, and a sharp aura.

The three were all happy, and they quickened their pace and walked into the wide-open hall door.

Pills cannot be preserved for a thousand years, but magic weapons and spiritual tools can be.

In the center of the three-person hall is a formation of about ten feet in size, similar to the formation in the Alchemy Pavilion, but more complicated. In the middle is a three-foot-sized hole, next to which is a formation plate, and around which are twenty-eight broken formation flags.

Alchemy fire veins pursue purity and stability, while weapon refining fire veins require violent purity to refine various solid spiritual materials.

Unfortunately, the fire veins in the weapon refining hall have been extinguished long ago without anyone nurturing them.

There are more than a dozen wooden racks around the fire-starting formation, but there is nothing on them.

Yu Qing frowned: "There are obviously hundreds of jade bottles in the Alchemy Pavilion, why is there no magic weapon in this weapon refining hall?"

Liu Fan spread his consciousness and searched carefully, but still found nothing.

Chen Yuan was also quite puzzled, but since there were no magic weapons and spiritual weapons in the weapon refining hall, it would only be a waste of time to stay any longer.

The three of them did not stop, turned around and walked out of the weapon refining hall, returned to the fork in the road, and walked onto another mountain road.

At the end of this mountain road is the Talisman Making Pavilion, but there is no talisman inside, only a few broken monster skins and dozens of jade bottles.

These jade bottles should contain spiritual liquid made of cinnabar mixed with monster blood, which contains rich spiritual energy and is used to draw talismans.

However, after a thousand years, the spiritual liquid has evaporated, leaving only the jade bottles.

The three people divided several jade bottles made of hundred-year-old black jade, and there was no other harvest.

After leaving the Talisman Making Pavilion, they went all the way back to the foot of the mountain and walked up along the middle mountain road.

Compared with the other two mountain roads, this mountain road is particularly long and has no forks, as if it leads directly to the top of the mountain.

An hour later, the three people ran all the way to the top of the mountain and came to the end of the mountain road.

The top of the peak is a flat open space, about thirty acres in size, with cliffs on three sides. Dozens above, it is the gray space boundary, and the white space cracks flicker, with a strong sense of oppression.

In the center of the open space, there is a hall with flying eaves, brackets, carved red pillars, green tiles and red roofs. It is majestic and magnificent. It is surrounded by carved railings and jade bricks, and the stone steps are stacked. On the plaque in front of the hall, there are three characters "Wentian Hall".

When Yu Qing saw this hall, he showed joy on his face and immediately quickened his pace and rushed up the stone steps.

Chen Yuan and Liu Fan followed closely and came to the door of the hall.

Even if this is not the residence of Master Qingyou, there must be rare treasures hidden here.

The three of them walked into the hall and looked around. The hall was empty, with nine red lacquer pillars scattered around the hall.

In the depths of the hall, there is a statue about three meters high. It is a middle-aged scholar with a tall hat and a wide belt, three short beards under his chin, and an elegant face. He holds a bamboo scroll in his hand and puts it on his chest.

In front of the statue, there is a cushion, and a figure is sitting on the cushion, with his back to the hall door and facing the statue, as if he is meditating and practicing.

Chen Yuan and the other two were shocked to see someone here, and their eyes immediately became alert.

Yu Qing's heart moved, took out the token, held it in his palm, bowed, and said loudly: "Yu Qing, a descendant of the Yu family, enters this place with the ancestral token. Senior, are you the ancestor of Qingyou?"

After he finished speaking, he waited for a while, but the figure did not move and did not respond.

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and he said: "This person should have died."

Liu Fan nodded and said: "Daoyou Wei is right. No one has entered this place in a thousand years. Even the Yuanying cultivators have died long ago."

Yu Qing's eyes were complicated, and he held the token tightly and walked up.

Chen Yuan and Liu Fan followed him and came to the figure.

This person closed his eyes and had lost his vitality, but his skin was still shiny and tight, and his face was extremely young. He looked only in his twenties and was handsome.

When Yu Qing saw the man's face, he fell to his knees and kowtowed, saying, "I, the unworthy descendant Yu Qing, pay my respects to the ancestor Qing You!"