Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

After Ji Laogui's Yuanying collapsed, the Demon Refining Knife trembled slightly, wailed, and slowly turned into dust from the handle, like a weathered rock. It seemed to stand firm, but it was gradually worn away by the erosion of time and scattered with the wind.

Wang Lin threw the two pieces of Ji Laogui's body to the side and laughed loudly, his laughter full of joy.

Jing Shuhan closed his eyes slightly, exhaled lightly, with a complicated expression, took out a healing pill from the mustard ring, and swallowed it.

Chen Yuan lowered the escape light, caught Ji Laogui's body, and took off the mustard ring and corpse refining bag on his body.

The old ancestor Yuntian, who had been watching quietly, looked at Chen Yuan's hands.

He became more and more interested in the strange white flame.

Chen Yuan flicked his finger, and two firebirds flew out, burning Ji Laogui's body to ashes, and then bowed to Wang Lin and Jing Shuhan: "Fellow Daoist Wang, Fairy Jing, I will accept Ji Laogui's mustard seed ring. Do you two Daoists have any objections?"

The reason why he wanted to attack Ji Laogui was not only because he didn't want to leave any trouble, but also because he wanted to seize the treasures on him.

A seriously injured and weakened Yuanying early stage cultivator is not something you can meet anytime and anywhere. In the Huangsha Secret Realm, Chen Yuan was not affected by the invisible evil spirit, and he had the best time, place and people. How could he miss such a good opportunity?

Wang Lin's laughter slowly stopped, and he returned a salute to Chen Yuan, saying solemnly: "Fellow Daoist Chen, please accept it. This time, Wang broke the blood ban and avenged his great hatred, all thanks to Fellow Daoist Chen's efforts. I am already satisfied with killing Ji Laogui with my own hands. I will not take a penny from him!"

After Jing Shuhan took the healing pill, she quickly refined most of it. The medicinal power spread, stabilized the injury, and the qi stopped falling.

She looked at Chen Yuan with watery eyes and a soft voice: "I have no regrets. Everything is up to you."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly, put away the mustard ring and the corpse refining bag, and turned to bow to the old ancestor Yuntian: "Thank you for waiting for a moment."

After that, he took out the last Qingyuan Pill and took it, then sat cross-legged in the void, silently practicing his skills to restore his true essence.

The old ancestor Yuntian's face sank, and he thought of the two drops of the hundred-year-old spiritual milk that Chen Yuan had cheated away.

Wang Lin and Jing Shuhan also took the opportunity to recover from their injuries. A quarter of an hour later, Chen Yuan's true essence was fully restored, and the wound on his left arm that was pierced by the Demon Refining Knife was also restored to its original state after taking the healing pill.

In the wound left by the Demon Refining Knife, there was a pure demonic energy swirling around, like a ulcer attached to the bone, extremely difficult to deal with, constantly eroding Chen Yuan's flesh and blood.

This magic weapon was very consistent with Ji Laogui's character, vicious and cruel.

But Chen Yuan just raised his hand and wiped it, and the Zhuyan True Fire rose up, and then these strands of pure demonic energy were turned into nothing, and the remaining flesh and blood injuries were not difficult to recover.

After waiting for another half a quarter of an hour, Jing Shuhan and Wang Lin's injuries also stabilized. Although they had not fully recovered, they were no longer a big deal.

Chen Yuan bowed to the ancestor Yuntian: "Senior, let's set off now."

The ancestor Yuntian nodded slightly, drove the escape light, and fled out along the way he came.

Chen Yuan followed, a hundred feet away from Patriarch Yuntian, Jing Shuhan and Wang Lin followed him.

The three of them were silent. Patriarch Yuntian's consciousness must be covering them all the time. He couldn't hide the sound transmission from him, so he simply kept silent.

Although the fire of Zhuyan True Fire was left on the Fulong Chizhen Vine, Chen Yuan was very careful and took it out of the mustard ring and held it in his hand, ready to fight to the death.

The four had just escaped more than a hundred miles when a beam of light flew over from a distance and stopped a hundred feet in front of the four people, revealing the figure of Taoist Yunhe.

Patriarch Yuntian stopped, turned his head and looked at Chen Yuan deeply, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, and then turned back.

Chen Yuan and the other two also stopped. When Patriarch Yuntian looked over, a strong pressure from a Nascent Soul cultivator came over, which made him tremble in his heart.

Taoist Yunhe looked at the Fulong Chizhen vine in Chen Yuan's hand with eager eyes. After a long while, he slowly moved away and looked at Patriarch Yuntian: "It seems that Ji Laogui died in the hands of Taoist friends?"

Patriarch Yuntian said lightly: "Yes, Taoist friends, are you going to seek revenge for him?"

Jing Shuhan and Wang Lin were stunned when they heard this. Patriarch Yuntian actually took the responsibility of killing Ji Laogui for them!

Only Chen Yuan looked calm, as if he had expected this.

After a while, Jing Shuhan looked at Chen Yuan with a look of realization, and his eyes were filled with worry.

When Taoist Yunhe saw that Patriarch Yuntian admitted it straightforwardly, his eyes became more solemn.

After he was forced away by Patriarch Yuntian and Ji Laogui, he did not leave the Huangsha Secret Realm, but wandered a hundred miles away from the lonely peak.

He knew that once the Fulong Chizhen vine was picked, it would definitely not be handed over again, and it would be useless to rob it by force, but he was still very unwilling in his heart and wanted to see if there was any chance to fish in troubled waters.

Now that Ji Laogui is dead, and the aura of the Yuntian Patriarch is strong, almost the same as when he first arrived at the lonely peak, the Yunhe Taoist can only give up.

He glanced at Chen Yuan and sneered: "The old Taoist will naturally not seek revenge for Ji Laogui. Taoist friend, think carefully about how to deal with the criticism of the Tianji Sect!"

He flicked his sleeves, turned around and fled, without stopping at all.

Although he did not seize the Fulong Chizhen vine, the Yunhe Taoist still has more than a hundred years of life. Unlike the Yuntian Patriarch and Ji Laogui, their lives are at stake and there is no way out. He can also seize other life-extending elixirs and even break through the bottleneck of the late stage.

He was determined to spread the news about Patriarch Yuntian's murder of Old Ghost Ji. Tianji Sect had lost a Supreme Elder and would not let it go. If the two major sects fought, the Righteous Alliance would be able to reap the benefits and vent the evil in his heart. .

Chen Yuan looked at Taoist Yunhe's retreating figure, his eyes flickered, and he opened his mouth several times to speak, but in the end he said nothing.

When he saw Taoist Yunhe, he had the idea to induce Taoist Yunhe and Ancestor Yuntian to bid for the Fulong Chizhen Vine, playing both sides and profiting from it.

But he remembered the murderous look in Patriarch Yuntian's eyes and suppressed the thought.

The top priority is to save lives, not to sell Fulong Akamado at a high price.

Ancestor Yuntian is determined to get Fulong Chizhenvine and will never allow him to sell it to Taoist Yunhe.

If Patriarch Yuntian is really anxious and wants to kill him even if he doesn't need the elixir, then it will be too late.

After Taoist Yunhe disappeared, Patriarch Yuntian glanced at Chen Yuan and said calmly: "My little friend is a smart man."

The Fulong Red True Vine is his reverse scale, and you will die if you touch it.

"Continue on your way." Chen Yuan showed no expression as he took up the Escape and flew forward.

The four of them escaped for more than two hundred miles. Under the erosion of the invisible evil spirit, Jing Shuhan's true energy was exhausted, and Wang Lin's true energy was also consumed by most of it. Chen Yuan and Patriarch Yuntian could only stop and wait for the two of them to recover their true energy. .

When Zhu Yan's true fire was not activated, Chen Yuan could not escape the erosion of the demonic energy, and consumed 20% of his true energy. Taking this opportunity, he meditated and practiced, and soon all his true energy was restored.

The four of them walked and stopped along the way. After several hours, they finally returned to the entrance and exit of the Yellow Sand Secret Realm.

Ancestor Yuntian stopped and turned to look at Chen Yuan: "Little friend Chen, please let go of your guard and let me plant a restriction in your body."

Chen Yuan nodded, Patriarch Yuntian flicked his finger, and a stream of blue light flew towards Chen Yuan. He did not dodge it, and allowed it to fly into his dantian and turn into a blue talisman.

But the next moment, he activated Zhu Yan's true blood, and his black hair turned into snow-white color. Zhu Yan's true fire rose up in his hands, and he raised his hand to touch his Dantian acupuncture point. Zhu Yan's true fire poured into his body, turning this blue talisman Surrounded by people.

Ancestor Yuntian's face darkened, but he didn't say anything. He turned around and escaped into the silver-gray light curtain.

Chen Yuan and the others did not waste any time. They passed through the silver-gray light curtain, as if they were passing through a water curtain. A gentle resistance came from all directions and soon disappeared.

The next moment, they left the secret realm and returned to the dim Jueling Island.

Surrounded by dense space cracks and the broken and desolate land beneath their feet, Chen Yuan and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

With the threat of thunder and punishment, they finally didn't have to worry about Patriarch Yuntian suddenly taking action.

Ancestor Yuntian stood ten feet away and stared at Chen Yuan: "Please give me the Fulong Red True Vine, little friend."

Chen Yuan raised his right hand, and the Fulong Red True Vine appeared in his palm. Ancestor Yuntian's eyes were firmly fixed on it, as hot as fire.

He raised his hand and waved it, and the Fulong Chizhen Vine slowly flew over. Ancestor Yuntian couldn't wait to raise his hand and take it into his hand.

Chen Yuan immediately activated the Zhu Yan True Fire to burn the blue talisman. Ancestor Yuntian turned his gaze and landed on Chen Yuan. He then lowered his head and glanced at the flame mark on the Fulong Chi True Vine, his eyes flickering.

Jing Shuhan looked at him warily, while Wang Lin looked at Chen Yuan with concern.

After a while, Zhu Yan's true fire burned away the blue spiritual talisman, leaving only a few rays of blue spiritual light. Chen Yuan used Qi Luck to force it out of the Dantian and out of the body.

He scanned his dantian inch by inch with his spiritual consciousness again, and then he felt relieved after making sure that there were no more problems.

Chen Yuan only had a few breaths to erase the talisman, but it took nearly a quarter of an hour to check the dantian. However, Patriarch Yuntian was not impatient at all, he just stood there, holding the Fulong Chizhen Vine tightly in his hand, and waited quietly.

Chen Yuan raised his hand and made a move, and the fire on Fulong Chizhen Vine flashed and turned into a wisp of Zhuyan True Fire. It separated from the red vine and returned to Chen Yuan's body along with the connection between the divine consciousness.

Ancestor Yuntian immediately scanned the Fulong Chizhen Vine carefully with his spiritual consciousness, showed a smile on his face, nodded, and put it into the mustard seed ring.

He raised his head and looked at Chen Yuan, and said warmly: "Young Chen, you are thoughtful, considerate, affectionate and righteous. I promise you a lot of money. Are you willing to join our Zhenhai Sect to practice?"

Chen Yuan bowed his hands and said calmly: "Senior, I'm used to making ridiculous compliments, and I can't bear to be restrained. I accept your kindness and take my leave."

Ancestor Yuntian nodded slightly: "Forget it, if my little friend changes his mind in the future, he can come to Zhenhai Sect to find me."

After that, he turned around and left, avoiding the space cracks and flying deeper into Jueling Island.

Wang Lin was stunned for a moment and opened his mouth to say something, but Chen Yuan spoke first: "Two fellow Taoists, please follow me."

He chose a direction completely opposite to that of Ancestor Yuntian, flying along the path he came from to the outskirts of Jueling Island.

Jing Shuhan followed immediately, and Wang Lin glanced at Patriarch Yuntian who was walking away, and also followed him.

The three of them flew more than a hundred miles silently, avoiding the space cracks on the road, and arrived at the entrance of a secret space.

The entrance to this secret realm is only a hundred feet in size, much smaller than the yellow sand secret realm. Under the silver-gray light curtain, there is a crumbling building.

Chen Yuan dropped his escape light and escaped into this secret realm of space. Jing Shuhan and Wang Lin looked at each other and followed closely behind.

Passing through the silver light curtain like water waves, Chen Yuan came to a plain, spread out his consciousness, covering a radius of thirty miles, and after flying away for a while, he saw Jing Shuhan and Wang Lin.

This space secret realm is not big, only a hundred miles in size, with barren plains everywhere, several collapsed palaces, thin spiritual energy, cracked ground, and no living creatures. It is very similar to the Jueling Island outside the secret realm.

Jing Shuhan and Wang Lin also found Chen Yuan's figure and flew over here.

After the three of them met, they landed on a bluestone square with only half an acre left.

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "After entering this place, there is no need to worry about the ancestor Yuntian spying in secret."

The consciousness of the Nascent Soul cultivator can cover a radius of a hundred miles. Even if it is reduced due to the space cracks, the traces of the three people cannot escape the control of the ancestor Yuntian. Only by entering the space secret realm can they avoid possible tracking and surveillance.

Wang Lin frowned: "Fellow Daoist Chen has handed over the Fulong Chizhen Vine to Patriarch Yuntian, why is he still staring at us?"

Jing Shuhan said softly: "He is not staring at us, but at Fellow Daoist Chen. He not only wants the Fulong Chizhen Vine, but also the white spiritual fire in Fellow Daoist Chen's hand."

Chen Yuan nodded: "Fairy Jing is right, Patriarch Yuntian will never let me go so easily."

Wang Lin was shocked. He was in life-and-death situations several times today, and he tore Ji Laogui to pieces, and his great hatred was avenged. From then on, the sea was wide for fish to leap, and the sky was high for birds to fly. He was so excited that he actually ignored this point.

Thinking carefully, the white spiritual fire offered by Chen Yuan can burn the soul and devour the invisible demonic energy. Even the Nascent Soul cultivators will suffer losses and be hard to defend against. It is indeed an unheard-of strange magical power. It is not surprising that Patriarch Yuntian is moved by it.

Jing Shuhan looked at Chen Yuan with concern in his eyes: "Ancestor Yuntian would rather offend Tianji Sect than take the blame for Ji Laogui's death. He certainly doesn't want to let the fact that you are carrying the white spiritual fire leak out and attract the attention of other Nascent Soul cultivators."

"He failed to recruit you with false words. After leaving Jueling Island, he will definitely mobilize the power of Zhenhai Sect to search for you. Be careful."

These words were sincere and heartfelt. Chen Yuan was very surprised. He looked back at Jing Shuhan and saw that her eyes were like water, revealing a hint of tenderness. He was stunned for a moment.

His mind was racing, but his face remained calm, and he nodded slightly: "Thank you for the reminder, fairy. It's nothing more than hiding one's identity and hiding one's tracks. The Yuqing Sea is vast and boundless, and the Zhenhai Sect cannot cover the sky with one hand."

Wang Lin said: "Fellow Daoist Chen can also go to the Wan Yao Sea to take shelter temporarily, the Zhenhai Sect can't reach there."

"In the past, in order to make me hide my identity, Old Ghost Ji also fought with monsters more and improved my combat power, so he let me go to the Wan Yao Sea to hunt monsters, and rarely met cultivators."

Jing Shuhan shook his head: "This is not right, Brother Wang, have you forgotten that Fellow Daoist Chen had a feud with Kun Feng, which means he offended the Kunyu clan. If he took shelter in the Wan Yao Sea, wouldn't he be walking into a trap?" (End of this chapter)