Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Wang Lin said in a deep voice: "I'm fine."

"I feel ashamed, so I can only show my strength at the side. I am not injured, but my true energy has been consumed a bit, and I have already recovered." Jing Shuhan said.

Chen Yuan smiled: "In that case, I will leave for the Demonic Plains soon. What do you two fellow Taoists think?"

"Everything depends on the orders of fellow Taoists." Jing Shuhan said.

Wang Lin nodded, and Chen Yuan took the first step to fly to the core of the Wind and Thunder Sea, followed by the two of them.

After flying for more than a hundred miles, Jing Shuhan suddenly asked: "Fellow Taoist Chen, there is something unknown about me. In front of Kun Feng, why did you pretend to be a disciple of our sect?"

Chen Yuan said: "I am traveling with two fellow Taoists. Fellow Taoist Wang's demonic skills are so conspicuous. If I don't invent the identity of a demonic cultivator, it will inevitably arouse Kun Feng's suspicion."

"The demon cultivator is decisive and ruthless in his actions. Unlike the righteous monks, they have to take into account some reputation. Even if I don't save my fellow disciples, it is reasonable and makes them even more afraid."

Jing Shuhan's face showed a look of surprise: "Fellow Taoist has thought very carefully. Kun Feng's methods are ruthless. He will kill the red dragon whenever he says. The golden feathered eagle should also die in his hands. If fellow Taoist is not tough enough, , He will definitely not let Senior Brother Wang go."

Chen Yuan turned to look at Wang Lin: "Please don't be surprised, Fellow Daoist Wang. The situation was critical at that time, so I took this strategy to force Kun Feng to release him, not because I did not care about Fellow Daoist's life."

"It doesn't matter. At this critical moment of life and death, we can't reveal any flaws. My fellow Taoist acted like this to save my life. How can I be indifferent to right from wrong," Wang Lin said.

Chen Yuan nodded, Wang Lin was quite reasonable.

His explanation was because he needed to rely on Wang Lin's help. Even if the truth was clear, it had to be expressed on the surface, otherwise there would be no need to waste words at all.

The three of them walked all the way and spent a day finally arriving at the core of the Wind and Thunder Sea.

This place is a hundred miles in diameter, and the wind is the most violent. Chen Yuan's consciousness can only cover a hundred feet around him, and will be blown away by the wind any further.

As far as the eye can see, there are bursts of cyan hurricanes, and only the scene a hundred feet away can be seen. The rich wind-attribute aura repels even the thunder.

Jing Shuhan had to use all his strength to resist the strong wind, and Chen Yuan and Wang Lin were not relaxed either. This place was too dangerous, so even physical cultivation must be treated with caution.

The three of them took out the thunder beast's sperm core from the mustard seed ring and threw it forward. The thunder beast's sperm core was swept away by the strong wind and disappeared.

After a while, three white lights fell, which looked extremely dazzling in the dim sky. The three of them closed their eyes subconsciously.

The familiar force of space squeezing came, but it disappeared only for a moment, as if it was just an illusion.

When Chen Yuan opened his eyes again, he had already left the sea of ​​wind and thunder, and the raging wind around him had disappeared. He took the true energy released from his body back into his dantian.

Looking closely, there is a lake in front of me, several miles in diameter, the lake water is clear and transparent, fish are swimming around, and there is an island in the middle of the lake that is several acres in size.

Around the lake, there is a thick white fog, which is exactly the same as the white fog around Tongtian Hall and Yibao Pavilion.

Jing Shuhan and Wang Lin were standing next to Chen Yuan. The three of them were at the edge of the lake, with the slowly flowing white mist a few feet behind them.

Chen Yuan took up the escape light and flew towards the island in the middle of the lake at a very slow speed, with Jing Shuhan and Wang Lin following behind him.

After a while, the three people came to the sky above the island in the middle of the lake and lowered the escape light.

There is a bamboo forest on the island in the center of the lake. It is green and tall, and every spiritual bamboo is shining with light and is at least a hundred years old.

But Chen Yuan dispersed his consciousness and investigated, and found that these green bamboos were not spiritual trees. They were just older. Under the influence of spiritual energy, they had mutated and could be made into magic weapons. But for the Danjie monks, , but it is of no use.

In the bamboo forest, there is a bluestone path leading to two octagonal stone pavilions, with a stone tablet standing in front of each pavilion.

The three characters "Kimuzawa" are written on the stone tablet on the left, and "Tongtian Hall" is written on the stone tablet on the right.

In the stone pavilion, there is a teleportation array waiting there quietly.

Chen Yuan and the others landed in front of the stone tablet with "Jin Mu Ze" written on it. This teleportation array leads to the secret realm where the third trial is located.

There is no reward for passing the second trial, but the monks can choose whether to continue the third trial or return to Tongtian Palace, wait until the trial is over, and leave Jueling Island.

Chen Yuan turned to look at Jing Shuhan: "The Demonic Field is dangerous, and those who enter it will inevitably be separated. Does Fairy Jing have any countermeasures?"

Jing Shuhan smiled and said: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, the devil is filled with evil energy, and I have my own secret method that can sense where Senior Brother Wang is. As long as we gather together as soon as possible, nothing will happen."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "That's good, I'll go first."

He bowed his hands to the two of them, turned around, walked into the stone pavilion, and stood on the teleportation array.

In a flash of white light, Chen Yuan disappeared.

Jing Shuhandao and Wang Lin looked at each other with a solemn expression. They walked into the stone pavilion together and stood on the teleportation array. The next moment, their figures disappeared from the place.

After the three people left, the island in the middle of the lake returned to silence, but not long after, two more figures fell from the sky and landed in front of the stone pavilion.

Kun Feng is in front, and the blue dragon is behind. Its body is shortened to one foot, and its eyebrows are lowered. It does not look like a dragon, but like a green mule following its master.

Kun Feng glanced at the two stone tablets and walked towards the stone pavilion on the left, with Lan Jiao following closely behind.

The two walked into the stone pavilion and came to the teleportation array. The white light flashed and the figures disappeared.

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A huge force of space compression came, accompanied by a feeling of dizziness, and Chen Yuan came to a strange place.

After he woke up, he immediately spread his consciousness and checked the surrounding situation.

In front of him was an endless wasteland, filled with a faint black mist, like a layer of veil covering the earth, not very thick, but very obvious, covering everything with a light black, giving people a sense of oppression and heaviness.

The field was covered with black sand and gravel, barren and cracked, and growing all kinds of strange plants.

All plants were black without exception, with twisted branches and thorns, warning others not to take advantage of them, and the fruits they produced were also thin and dry, with gray-black lines, and they would lose all appetite at a glance.

"Squeak!"

Several black shadows suddenly flew up from the knee-high bushes, pounced on Chen Yuan, and screamed shrilly.

Chen Yuan frowned, raised his sleeves and flicked them, several black shadows froze in the air, a blood line slowly appeared at their throats, fell to the ground, twitched their limbs a few times, and then stopped moving.

These were several black beasts, shaped like mice, but about one foot long, with knotted muscles on their light black bodies, full of fangs, red eyes, and a faint demonic aura, similar to that of a cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

More than a dozen black rat beasts jumped out from another bush. Chen Yuan raised his hand and grabbed them, and the Feiyun Sword appeared out of thin air. With a clear sound, it shot out and cut all the rat beasts in half.

He rode the escape light and rose into the air. Looking down, hundreds of pairs of red eyes in the bushes and bushes were staring at him.

The next moment, a shrill scream sounded. These beasts, which were only equivalent to the first-level lower-level demon beasts, actually pounced on Chen Yuan, a cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan without fear of death.

Chen Yuan snorted coldly and pointed his finger. The Feiyun Sword released dozens of sword energies, which crisscrossed and killed all the rat beasts.

The body of the rat beast fell to the ground, and light black blood flowed out, watering the wasteland. The smell of blood gradually spread along with the slowly evaporating black mist.

The blood of the rat beast seeped into the ground at an alarming speed and soon disappeared.

Those strange-shaped shrubs and weeds grew several inches at a speed visible to the naked eye. The dry branches and leaves became bright, as if they had just been rained on. They moved without wind, as if showing off their shiny black branches and leaves.

The dry and thin fruit quickly swelled to the size of a fist, and the gray-black lines turned purple-black, emitting a sweet and greasy fragrance. It was extremely sweet at first, but then there was a wave of nausea, which made people dizzy.

Suddenly, countless black insects emerged from the ground, each the size of a broad bean, and climbed onto the corpse of the rat beast like a tide, tearing off the flesh and blood of the rat beast with their sharp forelimbs and putting them into their hideous mouthparts.

After a while, the swarm of insects ate hundreds of rat beasts cleanly and hid underground again.

The desert regained its tranquility, as if nothing had happened.

Chen Yuan stood in the air, looking down at his feet, his face solemn.

This wasteland was so strange, the weak rat beast dared to pounce on the Jindan cultivator, the hideous plants were thirstily absorbing the blood of the rat beast, countless insects were biting the flesh and blood of the rat beast, killing was going on all the time, and all living things were scrambling to devour everything in front of them.

This is the Demonic Plain, the third trial that made the Yuqinghai cultivator terrified.

On the stone tablet in front of the stone pavilion, the secret realm of the third trial was called "Jinmu Ze", but no one used this name.

There is a thin demonic aura everywhere here. All living creatures are infected by the demonic aura. They only know madness and killing. It is an absolute demonic land, so it is called "Demon Origin".

And those strange beasts infected by the demonic aura are called "demon beasts".

Demon beasts, like fierce beasts, have no intelligence, but fierce beasts are even crazier.

Those black rat beasts are only first-level lower-level demon beasts, but they attack Chen Yuan, who is much more powerful than themselves, fearlessly. Even if they all die, they are not afraid.

Starting from the second-level demon beast, a kind of essence core will condense in the body. Like the demon beast demon pill and the fierce beast inner pill, it is the source of power of the demon beast and is called "demon core" by the Yuqinghai monks.

The content of the third trial is to hunt demon beasts and seize the demon core.

Yuanying monks need to hunt 100 demon beasts, of which three must be of the same level, and the rest must be at least level 7 demon beasts.

The requirements for Jindan monks are much lower, and they only need to hunt ten demon beasts of the same level.

The same is true for monsters and cultivators. After obtaining enough magic cores, they can be offered on the altar to pass the third test, and the excess magic cores can be left by themselves.

The altars are distributed all over the Demonic Plain, with a total of 36. They are not afraid of the erosion of demonic energy and are the only way to leave the Demonic Plain.

If you want to leave this crazy wilderness, you must kill ruthlessly like those crazy monsters.

Chen Yuan recalled the Feiyun Sword, put it into his Dantian, and flew away with the escape light.

It is useless to kill more low-level monsters. He must find ten monsters of the same level as soon as possible, seize the magic cores, and leave this place.

The duration of the three trials of Jueling Island is two months, and now less than a month has passed.

Those Yuanying cultivators need to hunt 100 monsters, including three monsters of the same level. It will take a long time to complete, and they may still be in the Demonic Plain.

Chen Yuan doesn't want to meet them, especially Ji Laogui, who will definitely kill Chen Yuan as soon as possible.

Chen Yuan also prayed in his heart that Wang Lin would not meet Patriarch Yuntian in the Demonic Plain and die in his hands in advance.

The black mist that permeates the Demonic Plain is the thin demonic energy. If you stay there for a long time, your soul will be infected by the demonic energy and you will become a demon that only knows how to kill.

But the demonic energy has no effect on Chen Yuan. He has refined Zhu Yan's true blood and can control Zhu Yan's true fire. Even the true demonic energy can be burned to ashes, let alone such a thin demonic energy.

Moreover, his body has been tempered by the power of the Zhoutian stars, which is extremely yang and strong, and is the best at restraining demonic energy. The black mist cannot enter Chen Yuan's body at all.

He flew all the way, not fast, and his spiritual sense covered twenty miles around him, looking for the traces of the same-level demonic beasts.

Affected by the ubiquitous demonic energy, Chen Yuan's spiritual sense detection range was reduced by one third.

But he still saw many low-level demonic beasts. The Demonic Plain seemed barren, but it was actually full of vitality.

Under the knee-high weeds and in the bushes as high as people, countless first-level demonic beasts fought each other. For a piece of flesh and blood, for a fruit, they could shed the last drop of blood.

Those strange-shaped plants happily absorbed the blood of the dead monsters, becoming more deformed and ugly.

Chen Yuan ignored these low-level monsters, and these monsters didn't know that a cultivator was flying in the sky hundreds of feet above their heads.

A day later, Chen Yuan flew thousands of miles, and the scene in front of him finally changed.

The black fog that permeated the sky and the earth became thicker, and forests began to appear on the wasteland.

The black tree branches were twisted, and in the dim sky, they looked like crazy ghosts, with arms all over their bodies, waving at the sky.

There is no night in the Demon Plain. The skylight penetrates the black fog and turns into a light gray, which is depressing and cold.

When the black fog became thicker, black clouds appeared in the sky. Looking far away, you can see black shadows shuttling through the black clouds.

Chen Yuan immediately lowered the light of escape, and the escape speed was only ten feet above the ground, and it slowed down a lot.

Those black shadows were all monsters. They could fly in the sky and shuttle between the magic clouds. They must be very powerful. Chen Yuan did not dare to expose his body and could only fly close to the treetops.

This was also the experience gained from the memory of Master Qingyou. As the black fog became thicker, the monsters became stronger and stronger. They must not fly in the sky, otherwise they would die without a burial place.

When Chen Yuan flew over the forest, a group of crows suddenly rushed over with sharp cries. There were dozens of them. With a flap of their wings, hundreds of black feathers with blood-red color flew out and shot at Chen Yuan like arrows.

Chen Yuan raised his hand and grabbed it. Feiyun Sword appeared out of thin air. Then he pointed his finger and Feiyun Sword shot out. It was the last one to arrive first and cut all the crows into two.

At this time, those feathers flew in front of Chen Yuan. Chen Yuan raised his hand and grabbed it again. Qinglong Shield appeared out of thin air and easily blocked it.

This group of crows were second-level monsters. Chen Yuan had already seen them sleeping on the branches with his consciousness, so he did not avoid them. However, he did not expect that he would wake them up as soon as he approached.

He had already concealed his breath, but these monsters seemed to be particularly sensitive and still noticed his presence.

In the memory of Master Qingyou, when he first entered the Demonic Plain, he could avoid low-level monsters as long as he concealed his aura. Only monsters of the same level could detect him.

But now, only second-level monsters can discover a cultivator in the middle stage of the Jindan. After a thousand years, the monsters in the Demonic Plain seem to have changed a lot.

Chen Yuan put away the Feiyun Sword and Qinglong Shield and continued to fly forward. After escaping for dozens of miles, he saw a group of second-level owls.

There were more than twenty owls in this group, fighting with a group of second-level monsters that looked like wild boars in the forest. Chen Yuan deliberately did not avoid them and went to meet them.

He had just approached the two groups of monsters within a hundred feet, and they stopped fighting at the same time and killed Chen Yuan together.

Chen Yuan frowned, summoned the Feiyun Sword, and killed the two groups of monsters.

In the next day, he tried several times, but he could not escape the perception of low-level monsters. As long as he approached within a hundred feet, he would be discovered by them.

He finally stopped trying, and avoided low-level monsters in advance as long as he saw them on the road.

Two days later, Chen Yuan flew tens of thousands of miles, and the black fog was no longer getting thicker, but the magic contained in it was much purer.

Chen Yuan began to encounter level 3 and level 4 monsters, but still no level 5 or above monsters.

The perception ability of these monsters is much stronger than that of level 2 monsters. They can detect Chen Yuan's existence at a distance of several hundred feet.

And he did not dare to fly in the sky, so he could only stick to the ground. He was only ten feet higher, and it was impossible to completely avoid these monsters.

He killed hundreds of low-level monsters in a row, stopped several times to recover his true energy, and finally encountered the first level 5 monster.

High-level magic beasts are just like low-level magic beasts, fearless and bloodthirsty.

This is a level 5 magic lion. It found Chen Yuan's trace from a thousand feet away, and immediately pounced on him, spewing magic flames, extremely ferocious.

Chen Yuan sacrificed the Fu Hai Ge, easily killed it, and took away its magic core.

The level 5 magic core is dark, round and crystal, about the size of a walnut, and contains pure magic energy.

This thing is useless to Chen Yuan, but it is a treasure for magic cultivators. It can improve their cultivation and can also be used to refine weapons. A level 5 magic core is as valuable as a level 6 demon pill.

The appearance of the magic lion means that Chen Yuan has entered the depths of the Demonic Plain. The magic beasts he will encounter next are at least level 3 magic beasts.

One day, Chen Yuan was on his way and encountered two groups of magic beasts fighting.

One side was a level 4 demon ape, with eight in total and strong strength, while the other side was a level 4 poisonous scorpion, with weaker strength but 23 in total, almost three times the number of demon apes.

When Chen Yuan arrived, the demon apes had won a tragic victory, and the ground was full of poisonous scorpion corpses, but the only three demon apes left were also wounded and dying.

They roughly tore open the poisonous scorpion corpses, found their magic cores, and swallowed them into their stomachs. The pure magic energy lingered around them, and their injuries gradually improved, and their faces were full of comfort.

But at this moment, the three demon apes discovered Chen Yuan who was flying.

They roared wildly and rushed towards Chen Yuan, ignoring their injuries.

Chen Yuan frowned, sacrificed the Feiyun Sword, and easily killed the three demon apes.

The ground was full of corpses, and the blood of demon apes and poisonous scorpions quickly seeped into the ground. The trees gently swayed their branches, as if cheering.

The Demonic Plain is extremely strange. The deeper you go, the denser the demonic energy is. The higher the level of the demonic beasts, the more numerous they are.

For demonic beasts, the denser the spiritual energy is, the higher the level of the demonic beasts is, and the fewer they are. The same is true for fierce beasts.

But demonic beasts are not just irrational. They only know how to kill and don't care about their own life or death. It seems that the only purpose of their birth is to devour the demonic cores of other demonic beasts.

Only when they devour the demonic cores can they temporarily break free from killing and madness.

And as long as these demonic beasts encounter Chen Yuan, even if they have just experienced a fight, even if they are seriously injured and dying, they will drag their dying bodies and rush towards Chen Yuan.

They seem to be unable to tolerate that there are creatures without demonic energy in their bodies.

This Demonic Plain is full of weirdness, or rather, the Jueling Island is full of weirdness.

In the memory of True Man Qingyou, the ancestors of Wentian Sect once said that in ancient times, Jueling Island was high in the sky, and it was definitely not like it is now.

Why did the ancient great powers build such a floating island?

Using three vast secret spaces as trials, such a handwriting makes people marvel at the power of the ancient great powers and the richness of the ancient world of immortal cultivation.

Who are these three "trials" testing?

How did this Jinmuze become the "Demon Origin"?

Or has the Demon Origin always been like this, and the ancient great powers deliberately arranged it to use ferocious monsters to temper the human cultivators?

Why is the secret realm where the Fulong Chizhen Teng is located filled with strange evil spirits, restricting the cultivation of human cultivators?

What kind of changes did the floating giant island that was high in the sky experience to become what it is now?

During the lonely and boring journey, these questions naturally emerged in Chen Yuan's mind, which were also the doubts that the Yuqinghai cultivators had never solved for nearly ten thousand years.

It was not until he encountered a level six monster that Chen Yuan temporarily suppressed these thoughts.

From the level 5 magic beasts onwards, there are very few magic beasts that live in groups. This is a level 6 magic bear, three feet tall, with ferocious spikes about a foot long on its back. When it saw Chen Yuan, it immediately pounced on him.

Chen Yuan did not want to delay time, so he immediately used his nameless magical power, and his body grew to about ten feet tall, with a silver-white color on his body surface, and rushed forward.

The level 6 magic bear was quite strong, but compared with Chen Yuan, it was far inferior. Chen Yuan beat the magic bear to death with a few punches.

His body returned to its original state, and he sacrificed the Feiyun Sword, took out the magic core, cut off the fur and spikes on the back of the magic bear, put them into the mustard ring, and was about to continue on his way.

But at this moment, a soft voice came into Chen Yuan's ears: "This body of strength is not small, and it beat this magic bear to death. If it is used on the bed, it should taste good..."

Chen Yuan's face suddenly changed, and he turned his head to look.

Ten feet away, a beautiful woman was looking at him with interest. (End of this chapter)