Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

The Golden Dragon Sword in Chen Yuan's hand only has an appearance, but in reality its power is mediocre.

Moreover, the monster royal family not only has a powerful monster body, but also an extremely powerful soul, with almost no weaknesses.

The Feng Yun Bell has a single function, it can only attack the soul, and is useless against the seventh-level Golden Feather Eagle.

He didn't want to use his trump card at the first move to stimulate Zhu Yan's true blood.

To do this, you must buy a mid-level magic weapon, or upgrade the Millennium Ice Silk Gloves to a magic weapon, so that they can be effective against the seventh-level Golden Feather Eagle.

But every magic weapon is extremely precious. Even a low-level magic weapon like the Golden Dragon Sword would cost hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones to be sold, and ordinary alchemy monks would have to accumulate it for decades.

Only Nascent Soul monks can use high-level magic weapons freely, while mid-level magic weapons are the strongest means of pill-forming monks.

Among small forces, it can even be a means to suppress the fate of a sect family.

Even in large sects like Zhenhai Sect, mid-level magic weapons are rare treasures. They are not sold in stores and usually only appear at auctions.

Moreover, the most common mid-level magic weapon requires at least hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones, which is more than the entire net worth of many pill-forming monks. Most of the time, it can only be exchanged for things. Even if Chen Yuan sells all the monster materials, he will still have no money. can not afford.

After all, he kept all the most valuable demon elixirs from the demon beasts, and most of the demon beast materials in his hands came from level 5 demon beasts and level 6 demon beasts, so it was difficult to sell them at a high price.

It seems that I can only buy a low-level magic weapon that I can get my hands on...

Chen Yuan shook his head helplessly and could only change his goal.

Although the low-level magic weapon has limited effect against the seventh-level Golden Feather Eagle, it is still stronger than the Golden Dragon Sword.

It's just that the low-level magic weapons on the market are very common. If you want to buy a magic weapon that can be used by others, you have to start with Wei Changhong.

He is an elder of the Zhenhai Sect and has been in Xuedaofang City for many years. He must know that there may be deals in magic weapons at some trade fairs that only Danjie monks attend.

In the memory of Master Qingyou, there was a trade fair for alchemy monks in the fish island market among the rocks, sea and sky.

Blood Island's status in the Black Sea is the same as Kongyu Island's status in the Stone Sea. They are both gathering places for monster hunting monks, and there must be similar trade fairs.

Chen Yuan had made up his mind, but he had just visited Wei Changhong today and could not come again, so he went back to the cave to practice all night, and then came to Wei Changhong's residence the next day.

Wei Changhong opened the door to welcome him, and his attitude towards Chen Yuan was much more enthusiastic than yesterday.

The two of them walked into the main hall, and the guests and hosts took their seats. After Wei Changhong opened the formation, he personally served the spiritual tea and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Chen is actually a physical practitioner. It was really hard to hide it from Wei."

Chen Yuan smiled apologetically: "I didn't know that Brother Wei and fellow Taoist Lu were acquaintances. I didn't mean to deceive. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist."

Wei Changhong laughed: "It's no coincidence that Fellow Daoist Chen actually had a relationship with Brother Lu, but it made Wei a little curious..."

Chen Yuan smiled but did not answer.

When Wei Changhong saw this, he wisely stopped inquiring about his relationship with Lu Gui.

He changed the topic and said solemnly: "Since Brother Daoist Chen was also invited by Brother Lu to conspire with the Golden Scale Fruit, he must be aware of the danger of this matter."

"Although the seventh-level Golden Feather Eagle is strong, it shouldn't be a problem if we and a few others join forces."

"The only thing I'm worried about is the intervention of the transformed monsters of the Golden Feathered Eagle clan, which would lead to death and no life."

Chen Yuan said: "Brother Wei is too worried. Fellow Daoist Lu cannot possibly be joking with his own life."

"It has been squatting near that desert island for three years and has never encountered a transformed monster."

"One year later, the golden scale fruit will not be mature yet, and there will definitely be no transformed golden feather eagles stationed on the island."

Wei Changhong's expression softened a little: "What Mr. Chen said makes sense. When Wei first heard the name of the Golden Feather Eagle, he lost his sense of proportion."

Chen Yuan said: "I believe that seizing the Golden Scale Fruit is not too dangerous, but how to evacuate from the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Demons is the difficulty."

Wei Changhong said: "Yes, every royal monster has a transformed monster to set up a natal lantern. Once it dies, it will be immediately known to its clan."

"But since Brother Lu dares to plot to seize the Golden Scale Fruit, he should have been prepared for this, so we don't need to worry about it."

He said this, but his expression was a little hesitant.

Chen Yuan's heart moved and he said: "Chen and Brother Wei hit it off immediately. No matter what happens, the two of us will be there to help each other. Do you think so, fellow Taoist?"

Wei Changhong's eyes lit up: "This is how it should be!"

Although there was no physical training in the Zhenhai Sect, he had also heard of Wang Lin's name. Chen Yuan was invited by Lu Gui, so he must be very powerful. Being on good terms with Chen Yuan would be extremely beneficial to him.

Chen Yuan said with a smile: "Brother Wei is very righteous and I will tell you the truth. Chen has something that he wants to trouble Brother Wei. I hope Brother Wei can help."

Wei Changhong said: "Fellow Daoist Chen, even if you say so, as long as Wei can help, I will definitely not refuse."

Chen Yuan said: "The magic weapon in my hand cannot be used, so I want to buy a magic weapon that I can get my hands on."

"I heard that there is a trade fair in Xuedaofang City exclusively for alchemy monks. As an elder of Zhenhai Sect, Brother Wei is in charge of Sifang Pavilion. Is there any way to do it?"

Wei Changhong said: "This matter is simple. There are many trade fairs for alchemy monks on Blood Island, and I have participated in them several times."

"There will be two trade fairs recently. I can introduce you to Daoyou Chen."

Chen Yuan cupped his hands and said, "Thank you Brother Wei for your help. I have one more thing that I need Brother Wei's help with."

A smile flashed in Wei Changhong's eyes: "Fellow Taoist, please tell me."

The more Chen Yuan asks for help, the more favors he will owe. If he is in danger, it will be natural for him to ask Chen Yuan for help.

The strength of physical cultivators is generally far superior to that of cultivators of the same level. The Golden Feathered Eagle is extremely fast and the demon body is strong. Only physical cultivators can resist it. According to Wei Changhong's guess, this should be the reason why Lu Gui invited Chen Yuan to join forces.

Chen Yuan said: "I have a top-grade spiritual weapon in my hand, which needs thousand-year-old ice silk to upgrade its grade. Brother Wei has a wide range of contacts, so please keep an eye out for me."

"Thousand-year-old ice silk?" Wei Changhong frowned, "This is a top-grade spiritual material. How much do you need, fellow Taoist?"

"One bundle is enough, the more the better." Chen Yuan replied.

Wei Changhong nodded slightly: "If it is just a bundle of thousand-year-old ice silk, this matter is easy to handle."

"Wei has a senior brother who traveled to the extreme north of Jiuxianzhou in his early years and has a bundle of thousand-year-old ice silk."

"But this thing is extremely precious. If you want to buy it, my senior brother will definitely ask for a high price. You should be prepared."

Chen Yuan didn't expect Wei Changhong to actually have news about thousand-year-old ice silk. He was delighted: "Brother Wei, don't worry, Chen will definitely not let your senior brother suffer."

Wei Changhong smiled and said: "Then Wei will go back to the sect. After one month, no matter whether it succeeds or not, I will give you an answer."

Chen Yuan bowed his hands and saluted: "Brother Wei is noble!"

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After a few days, Chen Yuan continued to sell monster materials in the market.

This time he reduced the frequency of sales. It took him half a month to finally sell all the monster materials in his hands, and exchanged a total of 438 high-quality spirit stones.

The main reason for selling so many spirit stones is the materials from more than 20 level 6 monsters.

Four hundred and thirty-eight high-quality spirit stones, ordinary Jindan cultivators need to accumulate at least dozens or hundreds of years.

Of course, if you count the magic weapon spirit materials, these spirit stones are nothing, but no Jindan cultivator is willing to sell the magic weapon in his hand, and it is rare to take out so many spirit stones at once.

If Chen Yuan had not used his blood essence to refine the demon-luring pill and hunted monsters, he would not have been able to earn so many spirit stones in just five years.

This is the most valuable demon pill he left behind, otherwise it would be easy to sell thousands of spirit stones.

Chen Yuan practiced peacefully for half a month, and received Wei Changhong's sound transmission sound.

He immediately came to Wei Changhong's residence, and Wei Changhong took out a bunch of snow-white silk and smiled, "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission. Does this bunch of thousand-year-old ice silk suit the heart of Chen Daoyou?"

Chen Yuan took the silk, exerted a little force with both hands, and the silk was extremely tough and intact.

He placed the silk on the table and bowed: "Brother Wei, please come here. How much do you want for this bundle of thousand-year-old ice silk?"

Wei Changhong said: "My senior brother and I have a very good relationship. He doesn't want to ask for too much."

"Besides, he doesn't specialize in ice-walking skills. This bundle of thousand-year-old ice silk is not much. It is a bit useless in his hands. Therefore, only one hundred high-grade spirit stones are enough."

Chen Yuan did not hesitate. He raised his sleeves and a pile of spirit stones appeared on the table out of thin air.

Thousand-year-old ice silk is also the best among the high-grade spirit materials, which can be used as the main material for refining high-level magic weapons.

If it weren't for the fact that it was not suitable for Senior Brother Wei Changhong and the weight of a bundle was too small, he would never have sold it to Chen Yuan.

Wei Changhong probed with his spiritual sense and was stunned for a moment: "Fellow Daoist Chen, these are 110 spiritual stones, 10 more."

Chen Yuan put away the thousand-year-old ice silk and said with a smile: "Brother Wei has been running around for this matter, how can I not express my gratitude? Please accept these ten spiritual stones, Brother Wei, as a token of my gratitude."

Wei Changhong laughed, raised his sleeves and put away the spiritual stones on the table: "Then I will be disrespectful to refuse."

Chen Yuan smiled and said: "Chen has another matter, and I need Brother Wei's help."

Wei Changhong said heroically: "Fellow Daoist, just tell me!"

Chen Yuan acted so generously that he was very satisfied.

Chen Yuan said: "After getting this thousand-year-old ice silk, the magic weapon in my hand can be upgraded. Does your sect have a master of refining weapons on the Blood Island?"

Wei Changhong nodded, and Chen Yuan bowed his hands and said: "Brother Wei, can you introduce me to one or two?"

Wei Changhong frowned and said: "It takes a long time to upgrade the magic weapon. In less than a year, we will enter the Sea of ​​​​Ten Thousand Monsters. Brother Chen really wants to upgrade the magic weapon at this time?"

Chen Yuan smiled slightly, and the thousand-year-old ice silk gloves on his hands glowed slightly: "Brother Wei, please look, this pair of gloves on my hands is made of a bundle of thousand-year-old ice silk as the main material. Just add this bundle of silk to upgrade it to a magic weapon. It won’t take long."

Wei Changhong was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "It’s a waste of heaven to use thousand-year-old ice silk to refine spiritual weapons. In this case, I will introduce one or two to you."

Chen Yuan bowed his hands and said: "Thank you, Brother Wei." (End of this chapter)