Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

In the dim training room, Chen Yuan sat cross-legged, with his five hearts facing the sky, his eyes slightly closed, his face glowing with jade light, and his whole body was full of spiritual energy.

In front of him, there was a light green jade bottle, shining with a faint spiritual light, which was actually made of a hundred-year-old spiritual jade.

At this moment, the bottle was empty, with only a faint fragrance left, but if a Qi-refining cultivator smelled it, his cultivation would increase a little.

In the corner of the stone room, there was an hourglass. Every time a grain of sand fell, a day passed. There were a total of 7,300 grains of sand, which could be counted as 20 years of time. At this time, half of it had already leaked.

Suddenly, Chen Yuan opened his eyes, and a brilliant light flashed, illuminating the stone room like daylight.

He exhaled lightly, raised his sleeves and flicked, and put the jade bottle in front of him into the mustard ring.

This was the sixth bottle of pills he had taken.

Chen Yuan raised his hand and took the hourglass in the corner into his hand. With a sweep of his consciousness, he found 2,193 grains of sand at the bottom of the hourglass.

I don't know how many years I have been practicing, and there is no time in the mountains.

Six years later, he finally raised his cultivation to the false infant realm, and there was no further progress.

Chen Yuan looked inside himself. In his dantian, a golden pill was shining. Below was a two thousand feet-sized sea of ​​true essence, restless and turbulent.

But when the waves rose to a height of ten feet, they would fall back, as if they were bound by an invisible barrier, followed by even more turbulent waves, impacting this barrier, trying to break it.

This is the barrier of the primordial infant, which is as solid as a rock. If Chen Yuan does not take the initiative to break the pill and transform into an infant, no matter how restless the sea of ​​true essence is, it will not be able to break this barrier.

But before refining the second kind of true spirit essence blood, breaking the pill and transforming into an infant is a way to death.

Chen Yuan raised his right hand, and a wooden box appeared out of thin air in his palm.

This wooden box was obtained from Ji Laogui. It was dark yellow in color and made of thousand-year-old spiritual wood. It was gleaming with a faint spiritual light. The spiritual energy of the things stored in it would not leak out at all. It would be immortal for 100,000 years, and there was no need to apply a sealing talisman.

Chen Yuan opened the lid of the box, and there was a dark demon pill inside. A long and desolate chant sounded faintly in the practice room, ethereal and distant, but if you listened carefully, it disappeared, as if it was just an illusion.

This long chant was very familiar. After Kun Feng showed his original form, the sound was similar to this. This was the sound of Kunyu.

This was a manifestation of the demon pill's spirituality. Only the demon pill left by the demon king would have this kind of strange phenomenon.

A level 7 demon pill actually had this kind of strange phenomenon. If it was spread out, it would definitely attract Yuanying cultivators to fight for it.

This shows that the owner of this demon pill had a pure bloodline when he was alive, which was far inferior to even the transformed demon king.

Chen Yuan carefully examined the pitch-black demon pill, took a deep breath, closed the wooden box again, and put it into the mustard ring.

After six years of hard training, his cultivation level has greatly improved, but because of this, he has also been sitting for six years, his mind is dry and lonely, and it is not suitable for refining the true spirit essence and blood.

He stood up and walked out of the training room, came to the door of the cave, raised his sleeves and flicked, and the two stone doors slowly opened.

Suddenly, the boundless forest sea undulated with the wind, the green waves surged, the blue sky was clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. The sun was high, shining on the forest sea, and thousands of golden lights shone.

Chen Yuan's cave was opened on the mountain wall. Outside was a steep cliff, which was extremely dangerous. Further out, there was a vast mountain forest. In the distance, strange peaks stood straight into the sky, majestic.

He slowly swept across the forest sea, and then looked up at the vast sky, and his mind became much more open.

He smiled, took out a sound transmission talisman from the mustard ring, put it to his mouth, said a few words silently, and raised his hand to throw it.

The sound transmission talisman turned into a stream of light and flew away. Chen Yuan stepped out and came to the edge of the cliff, quietly admiring the peaceful and tranquil forest.

After about a quarter of an hour, a beam of light flew over and landed beside Chen Yuan, revealing the figure of Li Qingshan.

His face was full of surprise, and he bowed deeply: "Congratulations to Master for coming out of retreat and making great progress in cultivation!"

Retreat is not like alchemy, it requires no distractions.

In the past six years, except for the starlight infusion once every half a month, Chen Yuan has been meditating and practicing, and has never stepped out of the cave.

The last time he saw Li Qingshan was six years ago.

Chen Yuan took a look at Li Qingshan and saw that his cultivation had made great progress and had reached the bottleneck of the middle stage of foundation building. His eyes were extremely sharp and he exuded a strong murderous aura. Obviously, there were many more dead souls under his command.

He nodded slightly, smiling: "Yes, you have not slacked off in the past six years. Come with me."

He flew up with his flying light, and Li Qingshan followed closely behind him. The two of them came to the top of the mountain one after the other.

This mountain is hundreds of feet high and extremely steep. The top of the mountain is only half an acre in size, with a few old pines growing on it, and there is a rock about ten feet in size next to it.

Chen Yuan raised his sleeves and flicked them, and a gust of wind blew over, sweeping away all the dust on the surface of the rock. He sat on it and asked Li Qingshan to sit down.

Li Qingshan sat cross-legged opposite Chen Yuan, his body straight, his expression respectful, and he did not dare to be rude in the slightest.

Chen Yuan shook his head and laughed, but he thought of himself when he was still in Lingyun Sect in the past.

Jin Luoheng did not value etiquette and let him do whatever he wanted, but he did not dare to overstep the mark and always observed etiquette. Compared with Li Qingshan today, how similar he is.

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "How are your parents and sister?"

Li Qingshan bowed and said, "Thank you for your concern, Master. My parents are fine, but they are much older, have a lot of white hair, and are not in good spirits. My sister is not old yet, and she is the same as she was six years ago."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly and said with emotion, "Birth, aging, illness and death are inevitable for mortals. Even if I take the elixir, it can only delay it for a while."

Li Qingshan looked a little lonely. He looked down at the rocks below him and murmured: "What Master said is true. Disciples practice in the mountains and only go home during the Chinese New Year to reunite with their parents and sisters."

"It was fine six years ago, but since the master went into seclusion, my parents have also reached their seventies. Every time we see them, they seem to be a little older, but the disciple is still young."

"At first, the disciple felt very uncomfortable. It was not until later that he slowly thought about it. It is difficult to violate the different paths of immortals and mortals."

"Disciples need to practice in seclusion and go into the mountains to hunt monsters. It is difficult to fulfill their filial piety in front of their parents' knees. All they can do is reunite with their parents during the Chinese New Year and offer more gold and silver to fulfill their filial piety."

"It's a pity that my parents want this disciple to continue their incense, but I haven't met a good match, and I don't want to marry a mortal woman. After experiencing the pain of separation and death, I can only be an unfilial son..."

Chen Yuan comforted him: "The Taoist matter is not urgent. You are still young, and the world of immortality is so vast. When you travel in the future, you may meet the female cultivator you like and continue the Li family's legacy."

"According to Master's words, I will ask Master to witness the marriage when the time comes." Li Qingshan smiled and seemed to be in a much better mood.

He blinked and asked boldly: "When will master find a master wife for his disciple?"

Chen Yuan laughed and scolded: "You are such a naughty disciple, how dare you make fun of me as a teacher."

Li Qingshan knew that Chen Yuan was not angry and had a silly smile on his face.

Chen Yuan raised his eyes slightly, looked to the horizon, and said calmly: "I don't have a Taoist companion as my teacher. There may be one in the future, but I don't know yet."

"Don't force things with Taoists. It all depends on fate. You are not a mortal. Now that you have embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, you need to think about immortality."

"The inheritance of incense is the last resort for mortals to rely on when they are old, sick, or dead."

"You must not become obsessed with what your parents said, otherwise there will be a flaw in your state of mind, attracting external demons, and you will be doomed."

"Disciple understands that he will never disturb his Taoist mind because of his Taoist companions." Li Qingshan responded solemnly.

Chen Yuan withdrew his gaze and said with a smile: "I am out of seclusion for my master today, just to adjust my state of mind. I will be in seclusion again soon."

"In the past six years, you have been practicing alone. I think you have accumulated a lot of difficult questions. I can tell you all and I will answer them for you one by one."

Li Qingshan's face showed excitement, and he was about to tell all the questions that had been lingering in his heart for a long time. Chen Yuan answered them for him one by one, and also used them to expand on and guide his next practice.

After this instruction, three days and three nights passed.

The sun rises and the moon sets, the stars rise and fall, drizzle falls, and the mountain wind howls.

The two of them sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, undisturbed by external objects or frightened by the celestial phenomena. It was not until the morning of the fourth day that Chen Yuan stopped when the sun rose and the sky was filled with red clouds.

Li Qingshan's cultivation level was getting higher and higher, and the cultivation difficulties he encountered were becoming more and more difficult. Chen Yuan explained them in detail. Before he knew it, three days had passed.

Li Qingshan bowed deeply: "Thank you, Master, for clarifying my doubts. This disciple has gained a lot. The bottleneck in the middle stage of foundation building seems to have been loosened a lot. After I return, I will practice in seclusion to break through the bottleneck!"

Chen Yuan smiled and said: "I have learned something from my lecture this time, and I will be in retreat today."

"You must remember that sword cultivation must move forward without hesitation. When hitting a bottleneck, you must not retreat. Even if you are injured, it is only a few years of practice, and you must not let the sword's heart become dusty."

"Yes, disciple, remember this!" Li Qingshan bowed again, then stood up and left the top of the mountain, flying to his cave.

Chen Yuan also stood up and walked to the edge of the cliff, overlooking the mountains illuminated by the morning sun. He felt that his heart was open and there was no longer any sense of loneliness.

He smiled slightly, took one step off the cliff, and fell down, his clothes rustling in the wind, until he suddenly stopped in front of the cave door.

The stone door slowly opened, and Chen Yuan stepped into the cave, came to the training room, and sat down cross-legged.

He took out the wooden box made of thousand-year-old spirit wood from the mustard seed ring. The lid of the box was opened, revealing the dark demon pill inside.

Chen Yuan looked at the demon pill, and at some point, a jade pendant appeared out of thin air in his hand, with a flash of light and a pair of mandarin ducks engraved around their necks.

He gently rubbed the jade pendant with soft eyes. After a while, he put the jade pendant into the mustard ring.

His expression was solemn, his eyes were slightly closed, and the true energy surged out of his dantian, slowly rotating according to the special route recorded in the "Nine Transformations of the True Spirit" technique.

The demon pill in the wooden box slowly flew up and hung in front of Chen Yuan.

Suddenly, Chen Yuan opened his eyes, raised his right hand, slapped his heart, and spat out a large mouthful of blood essence, which fell on the demon pill. At the same time, he pointed a little at the same time to inject true essence into the demon pill.

The demon pill was wrapped in Chen Yuan's essence and blood, glowing with a strange blood-red light. It trembled slightly and made a buzzing sound. It didn't calm down until the true essence was injected into it.

Chen Yuan continued to inject true essence into the demon elixir continuously for three days and three nights. It was not until most of the true essence in his body was consumed that all the essence and blood was integrated into the demon elixir. The originally dark demon elixir completely turned into Blood red.

Chen Yuan then stopped pouring true essence into the demon pill, took out two high-grade spiritual stones, held them in his hands, closed his eyes and meditated.

An hour later, all the true energy in Chen Yuan's body was restored and he opened his eyes again.

He raised his hand to seal the secret, and the true energy in his body circulated along the special meridians recorded in the "Nine Transformations of the True Spirit", and finally condensed at the tips of his fingers and was injected into the demon elixir.

The blood red on the demon pill flickered twice, slowly faded away, and turned black again, but it was deeper than before.

Chen Yuan stretched out his hand to grab the demon pill and put it against his dantian. The demon pill slowly blended into Chen Yuan's dantian without leaving any traces in his body.

When Chen Yuan first refined Zhu Yan's true blood, he had to put the White Ape Demon Pill into his heart. His body was under tremendous pressure, as if he was in hell. He survived only with his tenacious heart.

But the second time he refined the true spirit blood, it was much easier, and he didn't have to bear such great pain.

The demon pill entered Chen Yuan's dantian, and the sea of ​​true essence instantly boiled, but it was bound by the invisible barrier and could only raise a huge wave ten feet high at most.

The golden pill spun around, like a sun, emitting thousands of golden lights.

The demon pill trembled slightly and turned into a black fish thousands of feet long. It looked like a Kun fish, but had a Peng head and a pair of black wings. When it was spread out, it was thousands of feet long, enough to completely cover its body, and looked extremely strange.

The sea of ​​true essence was even more turbulent. Although the huge waves could not break through the invisible barrier, under the illumination of thousands of golden lights, it evaporated wisps of true essence and merged into the body of the strange fish.

Every time a wisp of true essence was absorbed, the black body of the strange fish would be stained with a bit of blood.

The black strange fish let out a long and distant groan, vibrated its wings, flew back and forth in Chen Yuan's Dantian, and hit the invisible Dantian barrier around it.

In an instant, the golden elixir shook, and the Dantian trembled. Chen Yuan felt that he was in the deep sea abyss, or was pressed under a huge mountain, and his body was under tremendous pressure.

He stimulated Zhuyan's true blood, his black hair turned snow-white, and Zhuyan's true fire rose from his hands. The strength of his body increased greatly, and his Dantian became much more stable.

At the same time, the true essence that steamed out of the Dantian condensed together and turned into a giant ape about a thousand feet high, with a white head and bare feet, and white flames all over his body. He stared at the strange fish that hit the Dantian barrier fiercely, beat his chest with his hands, and roared.

This is its territory, how can it allow the black strange fish to be presumptuous!

After seeing the giant ape, the black fish also stopped, uttered a long groan, flapped its wings, and rushed towards the giant ape.

The giant ape was furious and rushed forward, and the two giants fought each other.

The black fish's wings lit up with black light. Every time it passed through the giant ape, it would leave a deep wound, and a large amount of true essence would dissipate.

And every time the giant ape punched the black fish, the white flames lingering around it would flow into the fish's body, turning into strands of true essence, making its black body stained with blood.

Every time the two beasts collided, it was as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting, and Chen Yuan's Dantian would tremble violently.

Above them, the light emitted by the golden elixir became more and more dazzling, and the true essence of the sea of ​​true essence evaporated more and more, repairing the scars of the giant ape.

Chen Yuan held a spiritual stone in each hand, clenched his teeth, and endured the tremendous pressure on his body. He tried hard to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, providing the giant ape with a continuous supply of true essence, supporting this seemingly endless battle. (End of this chapter)