Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

In the cave, the moss covering the dome emits a blue glow, dyeing the gravel, trees, and beasts below with a light blue color.

Chen Yuan and Jing Shuhan flew all the way here. A layer of white light shield lingered around Jing Shuhan, resisting the heat wave that was coming towards him, and it was also dyed with a light blue layer.

The two had been flying for three days and three nights, deep in the desert, and the temperature was extremely high, comparable to burning in flames.

If a Qi-refining cultivator entered the cave, he would turn into a dried corpse in less than an hour.

In such a high temperature, Jing Shuhan had to circulate his true essence to resist the invasion of the heat wave.

But Chen Yuan's body was strong, and he had refined Zhu Yan's true blood. Even if he was really burned by the flames, he was not afraid at all, and he didn't need to circulate his true essence to resist.

Two days ago, the two encountered a fire-attributed beast comparable to a level 7 monster. With the joint efforts of the two, they easily killed it.

However, Jing Shuhan was just flanking the formation, and it was mainly Chen Yuan who did the work.

She was also very tactful and took the initiative to give the beast's inner core to Chen Yuan.

In the next two days, the two continued to move north to look for the second fire-attributed beast.

Chen Yuan had carefully searched Qi Lang's mustard ring before, but did not find any beast's inner core.

It seems that he had just entered the cave when he met Jing Shuhan, chased him all the way, and finally died in Chen Yuan's hands.

Chen Yuan also asked Jing Shuhan why Qi Lang knew her identity and insisted on killing her.

After all, Qi Lang was a cultivator in the late Jindan stage, while Jing Shuhan was only in the early Jindan stage. Logically, the two should not have any intersection.

Jing Shuhan's answer surprised Chen Yuan. It turned out that Qi Lang had privately asked Ji Laogui for sword cultivation techniques in order to collect sword cultivation techniques.

Tianji Sect and Zhenhai Sect have always had disputes, but as the three major sects, they have inherited for tens of thousands of years and are the leaders of Yuqinghai Immortal Cultivation World. In addition to fighting, they also cooperate with each other, and their relationship is very complicated.

Forty years ago, Ji Laogui found an ancient cultivator's cave and obtained a sword cultivation inheritance from it. Qi Lang learned the news and came to ask for it with a token from a great elder of Zhenhai Sect.

The sword cultivation inheritance is useless to Ji Laogui, but he will not give it to Qi Lang for nothing. He asked for a high price.

Qi Lang finally bought the sword cultivation inheritance, but he also kept it in mind.

His face as the second sword cultivator in Yuqinghai is obviously not worth mentioning in front of the Yuanying cultivator.

But Qi Lang did not dare to confront Ji Laogui, but remembered Jing Shuhan who was accompanying him.

This time when they met in the cave, he wanted to take Jing Shuhan's life without saying a word to vent his anger.

Jing Shuhan tried every trick and set up a formation to resist, but still lost to Qi Lang. If Chen Yuan hadn't taken action, she would have died.

Chen Yuan suddenly realized that there were not so many demon-slayers in the world of immortal cultivation. Qi Lang was so determined to kill Jing Shuhan. It turned out that there was such a reason.

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The two flew all the way, and Chen Yuan suddenly said: "Fairy, please follow me."

Jing Shuhan's face was happy: "Daoyou, have you found any traces of the beast?"

Chen Yuan nodded, turned around and flew to the side, and Jing Shuhan followed closely.

But after flying more than 20 miles, Jing Shuhan still had no traces of the beast in his consciousness, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

At this time, Chen Yuan suddenly stopped and lowered the escape light.

Jing Shuhan was even more puzzled. This was a gentle hill, several feet in diameter, covered with a kind of light red thorns, about one foot high, covered with sharp thorns. Under the illumination of blue moss, it shone with a faint cold light, as if it was made of gold and iron.

The hill was surrounded by a wasteland, black sand and gravel covered the ground, and occasionally a few weeds stubbornly drilled out from the cracks of the stone, small and scorched.

Jing Shuhan's spiritual sense carefully scanned the barren hill and found nothing unusual.

But she knew that Chen Yuan must have a purpose for this move, so she did not ask, but just followed the light of escape and stopped beside Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan was hanging several feet above the barren hill, raised his hand and grabbed it, and the Feiyun Sword appeared out of thin air, with a clear sound, and fell to the barren hill.

Puff!

The Feiyun Sword slashed on a bunch of light red thorns, as if it had hit a piece of leather, making a muffled sound, but it was difficult to continue after only cutting off a dozen thorns.

Jing Shuhan's face changed slightly. This thorn bush could actually block the attack of the magic weapon. There must be something strange.

Chen Yuan waved his fingers together, and the Feiyun Sword flew back and chopped down again.

The sword energy was everywhere on the barren hill. Hundreds of thorns were cut off, and the light red thorn bush became much sparser.

"Ah--"

Suddenly, a thunderous roar came from the ground, and the low hill trembled violently, and actually rose from the ground.

A huge head stretched out from the bottom of the rising low hill, like a turtle or an eagle, covered with thick scales, followed by thick limbs, and stepped heavily to the side, stirring up dust all over the sky.

The low hill rose several feet out of thin air, gravel and sand fell down, and a fierce momentum swept over, raising a gust of wind on the ground, breaking all the weeds on the wasteland and disappearing in the wind.

Jing Shuhan's face changed, and his beautiful eyes were full of disbelief.

This inconspicuous hill was actually transformed from a fierce beast!

This turtle-shaped fierce beast has a strong aura, comparable to a seventh-level monster, but she used her spiritual sense to carefully investigate it just now, but found nothing.

Chen Yuan was able to find the trace of this fierce beast from more than 20 miles away. How strong must his spiritual sense be?

Jing Shuhan couldn't help but turn his head to look at Chen Yuan, secretly shocked.

Chen Yuan said: "Please help me, fairy, to kill this beast."

Jing Shuhan nodded lightly, raised her sleeves and flicked them, a small yellow tripod appeared in front of her, dozens of wisps of light smoke flew out of the tripod and entangled the beast's limbs.

This beast looked like a turtle or a crocodile, the low hill was its carapace, and the light red thorns were sharp spikes, ferocious and terrifying.

It was awakened from its slumber, extremely furious, staring at Chen Yuan with a pair of eyes as big as bowls.

"Ah!"

The beast suddenly roared wildly, and the light red spikes on its carapace flew out and shot towards Chen Yuan, ignoring the limbs locked by the light smoke.

The Yuan Crocodile Armor could not be used, so Chen Yuan immediately used his nameless magical power, his body grew to about ten feet high, and a silver-white color appeared. He flashed and dodged most of the spikes, then punched a few times, knocking the remaining spikes away, and rushed towards the turtle-shaped beast.

Occasionally, a few spikes shot at Chen Yuan, but they could only leave a shallow wound.

These spikes look scary, but they can be cut off by the Feiyun Sword. In fact, they are not tough and are easily blocked by Chen Yuan.

The turtle-shaped beast became even more angry. Its neck retracted, then suddenly stretched several feet, and its head stuck out, opening its mouth to bite Chen Yuan.

It stuck its head out very quickly, but its intention was too obvious and easy to see through.

Chen Yuan's body shook, avoiding the bite, and stretched out his hand to grab the beast's neck, but the beast suddenly retracted its head and avoided Chen Yuan's palm.

Jing Shuhan took the opportunity to raise his hand and pinched the seal, and shouted softly: "Lock!"

Dozens of light smoke wrapped around the limbs of the turtle-shaped beast suddenly tightened and pulled back.

The light smoke was tight, like an iron chain, but the turtle-shaped beast just stagnated slightly, and pulled its limbs back hard, and dozens of light smoke broke together.

Jing Shuhan's cultivation was too low, and the yellow small tripod was just a low-level magic weapon, which could not restrict the beast's actions at all.

But it was just a moment of pause, Chen Yuan came to the beast and punched it hard!

Boom!

This punch hit the head of the turtle-shaped beast, and the beast's turtle head sank heavily, the scales on the top of the head broke and sunken, blood splashed everywhere, and it let out a miserable howl.

Chen Yuan used all his strength this time and directly hit the turtle-shaped beast hard.

At the same time, Jing Shuhan pointed at the yellow tripod with his slender hand, and hundreds of wisps of light smoke flew out of the tripod, condensed into a smoke rope, shot towards the beast like lightning, wrapped around its neck, and pulled it up hard.

The smoke rope, as thick as a child's arm, was stretched into a line. The beast was about to retract its turtle head into its carapace, but it paused slightly under this huge force.

Chen Yuan hugged the beast's neck with both hands, his muscles bulged, and he suddenly exerted force, throwing the beast into the air, twisting his body, and falling heavily to the ground!

Bang!

The wasteland trembled heavily, sand and dust flew up, and dust rose up, almost touching the dome of the cave. The body of the beast was completely covered by thick sand and dust.

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, and then exhaled heavily. A gust of wind blew over, blowing away all the dust.

Jing Shuhan was shocked when he saw this scene. Chen Yuan had already had a bit of the demeanor of a transformed demon king.

The sand dissipated, and the beast appeared. It used its limbs to turn over. The spikes on its carapace had all broken off, and a crack appeared in the center. Blood gushed out like a spring, and it was in a mess.

After being hit, no matter how fierce it was, it was afraid at this moment and turned around to escape.

But it was carrying a heavy tortoise shell and had no ability to fly, so its speed was extremely slow.

Chen Yuan's figure flashed and he chased after him. Jing Shuhan also pointed at the yellow tripod in front of him. Hundreds of wisps of smoke flew out of the tripod again, condensing into a smoke rope and shooting at the beast.

The turtle-shaped beast saw Chen Yuan catching up again, and hurriedly retracted its turtle head and limbs into its carapace and lay down on the spot.

Jing Shuhan couldn't help laughing. It was rare to force a beast to beg for mercy.

Chen Yuan came to the beast, frowned, and grabbed the beast's carapace with both hands, trying to lift it up, but the beast's limbs were firmly grasping the ground. Chen Yuan tried his best, but it was useless.

The beast was caught off guard just now, and was grabbed by Chen Yuan. At this moment, it was on guard. Although its strength was still not as good as Chen Yuan, it was impossible for him to control it.

Chen Yuan sneered, raised his right hand, and punched it!

Bang!

The carapace sank inward, and cracks appeared.

Chen Yuan retracted his fist, and the beast still lay on the ground.

Bang bang bang!

After a few punches, a large part of the beast's back armor was sunken, and blood flowed.

And this was just the beginning. Chen Yuan raised his right hand and punched down one after another. His movements were not fast, but he used all his strength in every punch.

At the same time, he pinched his left hand, and the Feiyun Sword grew to a size of ten feet, slashing at the beast's back armor, leaving cracks.

Jing Shuhan was not idle either. The light smoke flying out of the yellow small tripod condensed into swords, spears, swords, halberds and eighteen kinds of weapons, slashing at the beast, landing on its back armor, leaving slight cracks, and then turned into wisps of light smoke, drifting away with the wind.

But at the same time as the two of them started, the beast's back armor shone brightly, and the cracks cut by the Feiyun Sword and the light smoke weapons quickly recovered.

The place hit by Chen Yuan's punch recovered a little slower, but it was also as fast as his punch.

Jing Shuhan frowned slightly. The beast's innate magical power turned out to be an immortal body with amazing self-healing ability. It seemed that it would take some effort.

Chen Yuan was not moved at all, but raised his right hand again and again, punching down tirelessly, with continuous rumbling sounds.

Jing Shuhan suppressed his irritability and urged the true energy in his body. Light smoke continued to fly out of the yellow cauldron, condensing into a weapon, slashing at the turtle-shaped beast.

The offensive of the two continued for half an hour, and the light on the beast's back finally disappeared.

Bang!

Chen Yuan punched it again. This time, the beast's back armor was dented, its light dimmed, and it did not return to its original shape.

At this time, the ferocious beast's vitality weakened and became indistinct. Its limbs and turtle head slowly stretched out from the carapace and hung to the ground, with its eyes closed tightly.

Its immortal body and magical power were destroyed by two people, its demonic power was exhausted, and its vitality was completely gone.

Jing Shuhan felt relieved, took back the yellow cauldron, lowered the escape light, came to Chen Yuan's side, and smiled sweetly: "The immortal body is the most troublesome. Thanks to fellow Taoist, I can break the defense of this ferocious beast."

Chen Yuan said calmly: "Fairy is overrated. The ferocious beast has no intelligence. It will just huddle in its shell until it dies. It doesn't know how to resist. It's not difficult to deal with it."

He pointed at the same time, and the Feiyun Sword flew in from the vicious beast's mouth. After a stir, it flew out with a light red inner elixir the size of a fist.

Chen Yuan casually threw the inner elixir to Jing Shuhan and said, "According to the agreement, this inner elixir belongs to the fairy."

Jing Shuhan raised his hand to catch the inner elixir and put it into the mustard seed ring.

Chen Yuan then used the Feiyun Sword to remove the beast's back armor, and removed a long, elastic tendon from its neck that was several feet long and put it into Qi Lang's mustard seed ring.

This was the first time he had seen this turtle-shaped monster, and there was no record of it in Master Qingyou's memory.

But he had hunted hundreds of monsters in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Monsters and had rich experience. He could see the value of these two materials at a glance.

The defensive ability of the ferocious beast's back armor is amazing, and it can be used to repair Yuan Tao's armor.

And this long light red tendon is extremely tough and full of toughness. It can be used as a material for refining weapons and magic weapons, and is worth a lot of money.

Chen Yuan turned to look at Jing Shuhan: "Does the fairy have anything you need?"

Chen Yuan contributed a lot to this hunt for the ferocious beast. Jing Shuhan also obtained the ferocious beast's inner elixir. All the ferocious beast materials should belong to Chen Yuan.

But apart from the back armor and long tendons, the other items were of little value and were mostly used to refine spiritual weapons. They also took up a lot of space. Chen Yuan looked down upon them and simply followed the trend as a favor.

Jing Shuhan shook his head. Old Ghost Ji regarded her as her future incarnation and gave her many treasures. He also looked down upon the remaining ferocious beast materials.

Chen Yuan said: "In that case, let's set off now and head to the far north."

They have already collected the inner elixirs of ice and fire, and they only need to reach the far north of the cave, go through the pit, return to the ground, and pass through a thick fog to pass the first trial.

Jing Shuhan smiled and said: "Everything depends on fellow Taoists."

Chen Yuan immediately took up the escape light and flew to the north, followed closely by Jing Shuhan. (End of chapter)