Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

"Ouch!"

The giant tiger howled miserably and lost all its strength. It just relied on inertia and pounced on Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan was overjoyed to be saved from a desperate situation. He supported the giant tiger's body with both hands and overturned it to the ground.

thump!

The giant tiger fell to the ground, and the flying sword inserted in the tiger's head turned into a stream of light and flew out.

Chen Yuan looked up and saw a figure floating down from a hundred-foot-high cliff like a light feather.

This man has a handsome face and looks to be only in his twenties. He is dressed in a spotless black gown and wears a yellow brocade pouch at his waist.

The stream of light transformed from the flying sword stopped in front of the young man in black shirt, revealed its true form, and circled around him.

Chen Yuan opened his mouth and stared at him blankly, forgetting everything around him.

Flying sword!

Take to the air!

There are actually cultivators in this world!

Uncontrollable shock and ecstasy welled up from the bottom of his heart. He took a deep breath and managed to calm down. He cupped his fists with both hands and bowed deeply:

"Little man Chen Erniu, thank you immortal for saving your life!"

The young man in black shirt glanced at him lightly, without saying a word, and slowly came to the giant tiger's side, raising his hands to seal the secret.

The flying sword shot out, pierced the giant tiger's body, peeled off the tiger's skin, pulled out the tiger's bones, and cut off four tiger paws and a tiger tail.

The tiger skin, which was as hard as stone, was as tender as tofu at this time, and could be cut easily by the flying sword.

Chen Yuan stood with his hands tied and quietly watched the movements of the young man in black.

Everyone else was frightened by the giant tiger's second roar and collapsed to the ground.

Only Wei Wuding held his injured left shoulder, stood up with difficulty, slowly moved over, saluted respectfully, and said:

"Wei Wuding, thank you immortal for saving your life!"

The young man in black shirt ignored it and reached out to touch the tiger skin, tiger bones and other objects. The yellow brocade pouch around his waist flashed and all these things disappeared.

He turned around, looked Chen Yuan up and down, and said:

"Where does your great strength come from?"

Chen Yuan said respectfully:

"I had a serious illness when I was young, and my family didn't have money for treatment. My father went into the mountains to collect some herbs. After decoction and decoction, the illness was cured, and I gained this huge strength inexplicably."

The young man in black shirt nodded slightly:

"I'm lucky. After eating the spiritual grass, not only did I survive, but I was able to compete with the colorful tiger... I have something I need your help with. Are you willing?"

Chen Yuan immediately bowed deeply:

"The Immortal has saved my life, and I will do whatever I can to help the Immortal!"

The young man in black shirt smiled and said:

"In that case, then come with me."

After saying that, he raised his hand and touched the yellow brocade bag. In a flash of light, an inch-long tender green leaf appeared out of thin air in his hand.

He raised his hand and threw it, and the green leaves flew out and fell to the ground. They grew to one foot in length, one foot above the ground, and suspended in the air.

The young man in black shirt tiptoed, flew above the green leaves, and waved to Chen Yuan:

"Come up."

"yes!"

Chen Yuan did not dare to neglect, and he moved in front of the giant tiger with a fleeting step. He took back the silver ring, then stepped onto the green leaves in two steps, standing carefully at the back, not daring to get too close to the young man in black.

Wei Wuding looked at the young man in black shirt releasing strange green leaves, his eyes straightened. After Chen Yuan went up, he suddenly said loudly:

"A villain is also willing to serve the immortal, go through fire and water, and even die without giving up!"

The young man in black shirt glanced at him and said calmly:

"Your body is too weak to help me."

After saying that, he raised his hands to seal the secret, and the green leaves gave off a faint light, slowly rose into the sky, and flew towards the distance.

Wei Wuding stayed where he was and looked up. The sky was blue and clear, with white clouds scattered by the wind.

…

The green leaves rose to a height of a hundred feet above the ground and flew slowly, slower than a galloping horse. Chen Yuan quickly adapted to it.

He stood behind the young man in black shirt, overlooking the mountains and streams at his feet, his eyes flashing and he remained silent.

The young man in black shirt stood in front, pinching the magic with his hands. The green leaves changed their flight direction from time to time, bypassing the towering peaks blocking the way.

A quarter of an hour later, the green leaves stopped in a valley.

The young man in black shirt, who had always had a calm expression, now had some beads of sweat on his forehead, and his expression was a little labored.

Chen Yuan quickly jumped off the green leaves and looked around.

He did not dare to look directly at the young man in black shirt, lest he see his indecent appearance and make him feel that he was offensive.

This valley is surrounded by mountain walls dozens of feet high. There are no access roads and the flowers and plants are luxuriant.

On the mountain wall to the east, there is a dark and dark cave entrance, about ten feet high, from which a faint and shrill roaring sound can be heard. Within ten feet of the cave entrance, not a single blade of grass grows.

The young man in black shirt glanced at Chen Yuan, raised his hand to seal the secret, the green leaves shrank to about an inch in length, disappeared out of thin air, and then said:

"That's right. You are a mortal, and you are not panicking at all when you go to heaven for the first time. You saved me a lot of trouble."

Chen Yuan said respectfully:

"The Immortal's magic power is boundless. He can soar into the clouds and ride in the mist. How dare I disturb the Immortal from casting spells?"

The young man in black shirt shook his head and laughed:

"Haha, I'm far from being called an immortal..."

He raised his hand and touched the yellow brocade bag on his waist. A pile of gold beads appeared out of thin air on the ground. Then he pointed to the hole in the mountain wall and said:

"There are three white herbs in the cave. Go in, pick them out, and give them to me. These thousand taels of gold will be yours."

Chen Yuan glanced at the golden beads piled up on the ground and asked:

"Immortal, how can I find those three herbs?"

"There are only these three herbs growing in the cave. You can see them at a glance."

Chen Yuan hesitated and said:

"Then why don't you pick these three herbs yourself?"

The young man in black shirt said calmly:

"There is an unknown wind in this cave. The deeper it goes, the more powerful it becomes. It can even corrode bones and ecstasy in the very depths. I can't get in."

Chen Yuan's expression changed, and the young man in black shirt said again:

"Don't worry, that herb is of great use to me, and I certainly won't let you die in vain. The colorful tiger has been guarding this valley and has swallowed the spiritual grass several times. You are physically strong and can defeat the colorful tiger. , even if there is some difference, it is not far behind. If you take this boiling blood pill and stimulate your whole body's blood energy, you should be able to withstand the evil wind."

He raised his hand and touched the yellow brocade pouch at his waist. The golden beads in his hand disappeared out of thin air and turned into a jade vase. He poured out a scarlet elixir and handed it to Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan took it with both hands and sniffed it gently. An extremely pungent and hot smell rushed straight to his nose, and his face suddenly became ugly.

In the past few years, he has taken hundreds of pills that strengthen the body and strengthen the body. Although he does not know how to make medicine, he is also familiar with three aspects of pharmacology.

This elixir with a strange color and pungent smell is usually a poisonous elixir refined from poisonous plants and is specially used to harm people.

The young man in black shirt noticed the change in Chen Yuan's expression and said calmly:

"The power of the Boiling Blood Pill is indeed a bit overbearing, and it will consume some essence and blood. But you are a Gangjin warrior. Even if you lose your essence and blood, you are still a master. After you succeed, you can still get a thousand taels of gold, which is enough to enjoy a lifetime of glory. Rich."

Chen Yuan smiled bitterly:

"The Immortal is right, and I have no room to refuse, right?"

"What do you think? Take this luminous pearl and enter the cave."

The young man in black shirt smiled, touched the yellow brocade bag on his waist, and a night-light pearl appeared out of thin air in his hand, and handed it over.

Chen Yuan took the Night Pearl with both hands and said:

"I am willing to go into the cave to pick herbs, but I don't want gold. Can the immortal give me a reward in exchange?"

The young man in black shirt narrowed his eyes and his eyes became cold:

"What reward do you want?"

Chen Yuan bowed deeply:

"I sincerely ask the immortal to lead me into the path of immortality and teach me how to cultivate immortality. I am willing to take the immortal as my teacher and serve you around!"

The young man in black shirt was startled, then smiled and said:

"Not everyone can learn the method of cultivating immortality. Only those with spiritual roots can cultivate immortality. This is a once-in-a-million opportunity. I advise you to accept this gold and go back to enjoy your wealth."

Chen Yuan suddenly knelt down on his knees and said loudly:

"Can you please ask an immortal to test my spiritual roots? If I don't have spiritual roots, I won't want any reward. I'll spend most of my essence and blood, but also bring out the herbs and give them to the immortal. I just want a chance to cultivate as an immortal, so I hope The immortal is fulfilled!”

After that, he kowtowed three times.

Bang bang bang!

Chen Yuan used so much force that he made three dents in the ground. The dust flew up and made his face look disgraced, but he didn't care. He just looked at the young man in black shirt with sincere eyes.

The young man in black shirt looked at Chen Yuan, a trace of reminiscence flashed in his eyes, and nodded slightly:

"Forget it, since you are so determined in seeking the truth, then I will help you."

Chen Yuan said with great joy:

"Thank you, Immortal!"

"Put your hand over here."

The young man in black shirt gave an order, and Chen Yuan hurriedly stretched out his right hand.

The young man in black shirt's right hand formed a sword finger, and the fingertips flashed with light, touching Chen Yuan's wrist.

Chen Yuan held his breath, his heart pounding.

At this moment, time seemed to be stretched infinitely, and even the air solidified.

Suddenly, the young man in black raised his eyebrows and said in surprise:

"Huh? You actually have spiritual roots!"

thump!

Chen Yuan's heart beat heavily, as if it was about to jump out of his throat, and he said without hesitation:

"I also hope that the immortal will take pity on me and give me the method of cultivating immortality. I am willing to accompany and serve the immortal, and I will never regret it until my death!"

The young man in black clothes took back his hand and shook his head:

"You are so determined to seek the truth, and I also want to give you a good fortune, but unfortunately you have a false spiritual root, so I cannot accept you as my disciple."

Chen Yuan's heart skipped a beat and asked:

"Immortal, what does this pseudo-spiritual root mean?"

A trace of pity flashed in the eyes of the young man in black, and he said:

"Spiritual roots are also divided into different grades. Your spiritual root belongs to the worst kind. Your qualifications are extremely poor. Even if you practice for a lifetime, it will be difficult to achieve anything."

Chen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"As long as it has spiritual roots, I don't dare to ask for qualifications. As long as I can cultivate immortality, I will be satisfied."

The young man in black shirt looked at Chen Yuan, his eyes flashed, and said:

"You are skilled in martial arts and are a master in the mortal world, but if you step into the world of immortal cultivation, you can only be bullied by others. Do you want to cultivate with such an immortal?"

Chen Yuan said firmly:

"According to what the Immortal said, this is a one-in-a-million opportunity. If I don't meet an Immortal, I will have to live my whole life chasing fame and fortune. If I meet an Immortal, it is God's blessing. How can I give it up? Please give me some advice from the Immortal. Minglu, I am so grateful!"