Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

The next day, the news of Li Fugui and Li Wenju's death spread throughout Qingshan Village.

The servants who were monitoring the Li family left soon. Li Mi cried with joy, and Li Dalong burst into tears, whispering: "Qinglan, Dad is sorry for you, God has eyes, God has eyes!"

Qinglan smiled happily, and her eyes kept glancing at Chen Yuan.

She still remembered what Chen Yuan said yesterday, that Li Wenju would be punished, and it really came true today.

Li Qingshan became much calmer, just smiling, not excited at all.

He killed the two people with his own hands and saw a wider world, no longer the simple and innocent hunter boy.

Chen Yuan began to teach Li Qingshan the Taoist scriptures. This time he didn't need to write on the sand by the river. He took out a yellowed Taoist scripture from the mustard ring and gave it to Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan touched the book for the first time and flipped through it carefully. Chen Yuan's eyes showed a trace of nostalgia: "This volume of Taoist scriptures was given to me by an old gentleman. It was he who taught me to read and write. Today, I will give it to you."

Li Qingshan said seriously: "Disciple will cherish it well."

Chen Yuan said: "The old gentleman is the same as you. He also has earth spirit roots, but he has no immortal fate, buried his great talent, and died of a serious illness in his later years."

"You inherited the Taoist scriptures he left behind, and also carry his regrets. Go on."

"The road is difficult. I don't know how many people have turned into a pile of bones before embarking on the road of seeking the Tao. It is extremely rare for you to embark on the path of cultivation."

Li Qingshan stared at the Taoist scriptures in his hand, and said solemnly: "Disciple understands, and will practice diligently in the future!"

Since it was a teaching of Taoist scriptures, Qinglan didn't have to learn. For three consecutive days, Chen Yuan taught Li Qingshan during the day and meditated at night to heal his injuries.

He stopped eating with the Li family. Li Dalong and his wife were very surprised at first. Li Qingshan told them privately that Chen Yuan was a cultivator, and that he had already worshipped Chen Yuan as his master. The two were overjoyed and wanted to kneel down to worship Chen Yuan, but were stopped by Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan knew that Chen Yuan didn't like this, so he just asked them to treat Chen Yuan as usual, as long as they were respectful, and not to spread it.

Li Dalong and his wife stopped insisting and repeatedly told Li Qingshan to respect his teacher.

After Chen Yuan's injuries recovered, his five senses were as sharp as before. He heard the conversation between Li Qingshan and the two, smiled and continued to meditate to recover.

Li Qingshan told Qinglan about Chen Yuan's identity as a cultivator, but she didn't want to kneel down to Chen Yuan like Li Dalong and his wife did. Instead, she stared at Li Qingshan blankly, lost her soul, and it took a long time for her to come back to her senses.

Two days later, this morning, Chen Yuan was meditating in the inner room of the west room, and Li Qingshan was eating breakfast. After he finished his meal, he would go to the river with Chen Yuan to study the Taoist scriptures.

Li Qingshan did not dare to keep Chen Yuan waiting for a long time, and quickly finished a bowl of rice, got up and entered the west room.

He bowed deeply across the bamboo curtain and said respectfully: "Master, I have finished my meal."

After a while, Chen Yuan lifted the bamboo curtain and said lightly: "Let's go."

The two walked out of the west room, and Chen Yuan suddenly smiled: "Wait a moment, the master will be back soon."

Li Qingshan was stunned, and didn't understand what he meant, but still replied respectfully: "Yes."

Chen Yuan stepped out of the courtyard gate, his feet seemed slow but actually fast, and he crossed dozens of feet in a few steps and came to the bottom of the hillside.

He stood with his hands behind his back and waited for a moment. A figure ran from the north of Qingshan Village, like a galloping horse, and a step was several feet away.

This person was wearing a light grey gown, about twenty years old, tall, handsome, with a green jade pendant hanging around his waist. His face was gloomy, and his spirit was surging. He had the cultivation of the eighth level of Qi Refining.

When he saw Chen Yuan blocking his way, he shouted angrily: "Get out of the way!"

As soon as the voice fell, this person raised his hand and waved it, and a gust of wind blew up. If it blew on a mortal, it would be enough to make him fly several feet away and break his bones.

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes, took a step, and instantly came in front of this person. In his horrified eyes, he raised his hand and grabbed his neck.

Suddenly, the green jade pendant on this person's waist flashed and shattered. A green flying sword shot out and slashed towards Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan glanced at the green flying sword, but his body did not move at all, allowing the flying sword to cut down.

This green flying sword exuded a very familiar aura, which was very similar to the righteous aura exuded by Qingliu Jushi when he fought with the charming woman, but it was a hundred times thinner.

This person was overjoyed, but the next moment, the green flying sword slashed on Chen Yuan's neck, and there was a sound of metal clashing. Chen Yuan was intact, but the green flying sword shattered into pieces.

This person was stunned. This jade pendant was a low-grade spiritual weapon given to him by his master. It could only be used once. It turned into a flying sword and could cut a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, but it didn't even break Chen Yuan's skin.

He was about to beg for mercy, but Chen Yuan exerted a little force, broke his neck, took out his soul, and performed soul-searching skills to explore his memory.

This person was just a cultivator of the tenth level of Qi Refining, and Chen Yuan was too lazy to talk to him.

After a while, he released a wisp of true energy, crushed this person's soul, and took the storage bag on his waist into his hand, then flicked his finger, and a firebird flew out, burning this person's body to ashes.

The soul of a Qi-refining cultivator is very easy to search. This person is called Li Wenqu, the eldest son of Li Fugui. He came here to destroy the Li family.

Chen Yuan's consciousness probed into the storage bag, which contained more than 60 low-grade spirit stones, two high-grade magic tools, several bottles of elixirs, three jade slips, and miscellaneous items such as pens, ink, paper, and inkstones.

He was naturally not interested in the things of Qi-refining cultivators. This was prepared for Li Qingshan.

He had a mustard seed ring in his hand, but he didn't have a storage bag. Li Wenqu was a wealthy man among the Qi-refining cultivators. His storage bag was of good quality, with an internal space of six feet, enough for Li Qingshan to use to build his foundation.

Chen Yuan learned from Li Wenqu's memory that he was practicing in Zhouyang Academy, 300 miles away from Yunrui County. He came out of retreat two days ago and sensed that the jade ring left for Li Fugui was broken, so he hurried back.

After Li Fugui and Li Wenju died, the Li family reported to the authorities, but the deaths of the two were strange and there were no clues. Even the charming woman who slept with Li Wenju was unaware. It was rumored in Qingshan Village that the two died at the hands of evil spirits, so the government let it go.

Li Wenqu returned to Qingshan Village today, and naturally knew that it was done by the cultivators, so he asked whether Li Fugui and Li Wenju had made enemies recently.

He learned from the servants that on the day of their death, they came to the Li family to force Qinglan to be a concubine, so he rushed over immediately.

The jade ring he left for Li Fugui was a low-grade magic weapon that could not be broken by mortals, but it could not withstand the attack of a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi Refining.

Li Wenqu did not think that there would be a high-level cultivator who specifically killed Li Fugui and Li Wenju, but did not touch the rest of the Li family.

Therefore, he did not hesitate at all and directly went to ask for punishment. If the cultivator who killed Li Fugui and Li Wenju was really related to the Qinglan incident, he would kill him to avenge his father.

If the cultivator had nothing to do with the matter, he would kill Li Qingshan's family to vent his anger.

But he could never have imagined that the descendant of the Li family was actually a Jindan cultivator.

Although Chen Yuan's strength has not yet fully recovered, it is easy to kill him.

In addition to Li Wenqu's origin, Chen Yuan also got the most desired thing from his memory, and had a general understanding of the Xiuxian world within a thousand miles nearby.

Renzhou is a vast territory. Although the Haoran Sect is strong, it cannot bring all the land of the state under its jurisdiction. There are hundreds of sects and families, large and small, but they all need to rely on the Haoran Sect.

Influenced by the Haoran Sect, many of these sects are Confucian and Taoist traditions. Some sects and families are even established by disciples of the Haoran Sect, and they only follow the lead of the Haoran Sect.

There is a common feature of Confucian and Taoist traditions, which is to study the classics of Confucian and Taoist sages, and even write books to cultivate the righteousness of Haoran.

Therefore, the sects and families in Renzhou often go to the academies and official schools in various places to select scholars with spiritual roots as disciples. Some mortals with some knowledge know the existence of immortal cultivators.

Not only Renzhou, the Nine Immortal Continent has rich spiritual energy, which is better than Yuqing Sea. In any place, the concentration of spiritual energy is above the micro spiritual veins, and there are also many mortals with spiritual roots.

Under the ten major sects, there are numerous sect families, and there are countless independent cultivators. All the ordinary people in the thirteen states know the existence of immortal cultivators.

Fifteen years ago, Li Wenqu entered a secular academy in Yunrui County to study. He was discovered by the cultivators of Zhouyang Academy to have true spiritual roots, so he became a disciple of Zhouyang Academy and has been practicing ever since.

Zhouyang Academy is not even a small sect. There are only three foundation-building cultivators in the academy. The headmaster Liao Yanlun is only a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation-building. It is rare to see a true spiritual root disciple like Li Wenqu. Liao Yanlun accepted him as his disciple and trained him with all his strength.

Li Wenqu himself was also very diligent. In fifteen years, he cultivated to the eighth level of Qi Refining. He often traveled around with the foundation-building cultivators in the academy. He had a good understanding of the nearby immortal cultivation world of more than a thousand miles, which saved Chen Yuan the effort of personally investigating.

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When Chen Yuan returned to the Li family, Li Qingshan was still waiting in the courtyard.

The two came to the river, and Chen Yuan handed Li Wenqu's storage bag to Li Qingshan: "When you became my disciple, I didn't give you anything, so I'll give you something today."

Li Qingshan took the storage bag with both hands and said curiously: "Thank you for the reward, Master. This is..."

Chen Yuan said: "This is a storage bag. You can store items. When you have cultivated your magic power, you can open it."

Li Qingshan showed joy and put the storage bag in his arms.

Chen Yuan smiled and began to explain the Taoist scriptures to Li Qingshan: "It is not the calendar method, look inside and think, walk the steps of the constellations, and the six Jias are based on the day..."

The valley is quiet, the water is gurgling, the breeze is blowing, and the branches and leaves are swaying.

Chen Yuan sat on the bluestone, his voice was far away, and his words were profound. Li Qingshan sat on the grass, his body was upright, and he listened attentively.

Time is like flowing water, and thirty days have passed by negligently.

Three days ago, Chen Yuan's meridians and soul had been completely healed, and his strength was fully restored. Only his blood and essence were too much, so he needed to draw starlight to infuse his body and slowly recover.

He still had some 800-year-old elixirs that could restore blood and essence, but he couldn't refine them because of the lack of auxiliary medicine.

But Chen Yuan didn't leave the Li family, and he still taught Li Qingshan the Taoist scriptures every day.

He had a high level of cultivation and a profound understanding of cultivation. From a high-level perspective, he eliminated the dross and retained the essence of the Taoist scriptures written by these ordinary Taoists. Li Qingshan was also very smart and learned very quickly. After a month, he had finished explaining five volumes of Taoist scriptures.

One afternoon, Chen Yuan continued to explain the Taoist scriptures to Li Qingshan. When he was talking about the subtleties, he suddenly stopped, looked up at the horizon, and said lightly: "Qingshan, you first comprehend a little by yourself, and I will be back soon."

He stood up, and the light of escape around him flew into the air.

Li Qingshan looked up at Chen Yuan who was going away, stunned, his hands loosened, and the Taoist scriptures he was holding fell to the ground.

"Flying into the sky and hiding in the ground... Flying into the sky and hiding in the ground..." He murmured in a low voice, with a look of fascination in his eyes.

...

North of Qingshan Village, Li Family Manor.

In the main hall of Li's mansion, a middle-aged scholar was sitting in the main seat, and a middle-aged beautiful woman stood in front of him with tears on her face.

He frowned and said, "Wenqu came back a month ago and went to Li Dalong's house that day. Has he not returned yet?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman cried and said, "Yes, Wenqu didn't come back, and we didn't dare to ask. We were worried all day. Principal Liao, Wenqu is probably in danger. You must avenge Wenqu!"

The middle-aged scholar slowly stood up and said coldly, "I want to see who dares to attack Liao's disciple!"

He is the principal of Zhouyang Academy, Liao Yanlun.

He has been practicing in seclusion for a year. Ten days ago, he just came out of seclusion and summoned his disciple Li Wenqu, but learned that Li Wenqu left the academy twenty days ago and went back to his hometown to visit his family, so he had to give up.

Yesterday he summoned Li Wenqu again, but Li Wenqu still didn't come back. He felt something was wrong, so he came to Qingshan Village in person to investigate.

Now he learned that Li Wenqu had not returned for a month and was almost in danger of his life, and he was furious immediately.

Although Zhouyang Academy is weak, it is also a hegemon within a radius of 500 miles of Zhouyang Mountain.

He must kill the person who killed his beloved disciple with his own hands to relieve the hatred in his heart!

The middle-aged scholar stepped out of the main hall with murderous eyes, but at this moment, a light of escape descended from the sky. He stopped and looked up.

The light of escape disappeared, revealing the figure of Chen Yuan. He was suspended in the air, with his sleeves fluttering. He looked down at the middle-aged scholar and said lightly: "You are Li Wenqu's master, Liao Yanlun, the head of Zhouyang Academy?"

The middle-aged scholar's eyes turned cold: "Who are you? How do you know the name of my disciple? Did you kill him?"

Chen Yuan smiled, and the pressure of the middle stage of Jindan slowly dissipated: "Yes, Li Wenqu died in my hands. What do you think?"

The middle-aged scholar was stunned, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the murderous intent in his eyes disappeared without a trace.

The person who killed Li Wenqu was actually a Jindan cultivator. Even if Zhouyang Academy was destroyed, it would be a snap!

He quickly stepped back two steps and bowed deeply: "Senior, you killed him well! Li Wenqu has a bad character. I have long been dissatisfied with this traitor and was just about to clean up the mess. Thank you for your help. I, Liao Yanlun, am grateful!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman was stunned when she saw this scene. After she reacted, she shouted: "Mr. Liao, you didn't say that just now..."

"Shut up!" The middle-aged scholar turned back and glared at her fiercely. He raised his hand and pointed. A water arrow flew out, containing a trace of righteousness, and shot at the middle-aged beautiful woman.

Chen Yuan frowned, flicked his finger, and a firebird flew out, holding the water arrow in one mouthful, making a sizzling sound, and evaporated in a moment.

Chen Yuan said calmly: "How dare you kill people in front of me? Get lost!"

"Yes, I will leave now. I dare not disturb you in your meditation!" The middle-aged scholar bowed deeply as if he had been pardoned, and immediately flew away without delay. (End of this chapter)