Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

After the two sat down, Zhang Wushan smiled and said, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Brother Chen. I just returned to the cave today, and a disciple from the sect came to the door with a jade pendant, saying that an old friend came to visit."

"As soon as I saw the jade pendant, I knew it was Brother Chen who came. I didn't stop for a moment and immediately came to greet him."

Chen Yuan said with concern, "I heard from Fellow Daoist Cheng that Brother Zhang went out this time to find a spiritual object for forming a baby. I wonder if it went smoothly?"

Zhang Wushan shook his head, "Spiritual objects for forming a baby are so hard to find. Fellow Daoist Cheng is just flattering me. I'm just looking for a spiritual medicine for tempering the body."

"I got a message before that a blood peach tree appeared in a dangerous place in Yuezhou, but when I arrived, the whole blood peach tree had been taken away, so I had to return empty-handed."

Chen Yuan was surprised. The blood peach is an eight-hundred-year-old spiritual fruit. Its medicinal power is as strong and overbearing as that of the diamond apricot. It is the top spiritual medicine for tempering the body among the eight-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs.

"The blood peach has a strong medicinal power. Can Brother Zhang bear it?" Chen Yuan couldn't help asking.

Zhang Wushan smiled and said, "I'm not a physical cultivator like Brother Chen. If I just refine it into a pill and take it, I naturally can't bear it."

"But for Confucian and Taoist cultivators like us, we have a lot of wonderful uses for cultivating a righteous spirit. Our sect has a method that can use the righteous spirit to assist in refining the blood peach's medicinal power."

"Although this will waste a lot of medicinal power, it is difficult to find spiritual medicine for tempering the body, so I can't care about that much."

Chen Yuan showed regret: "Haoran Sect is worthy of being one of the top ten sects, and its foundation is indeed profound."

"It's a pity that the blood peach tree was taken by someone first, otherwise Brother Zhang took back the blood peach, and I could also help Brother Zhang to refine the blood peach into a blood pill. Brother Zhang only needs to give me one."

"Brother Chen also knows how to make pills?" A trace of surprise flashed in Zhang Wushan's eyes.

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "Yes, I am not talented, but I have some attainments in alchemy. If Brother Zhang takes back the blood peach and gives it to me to refine, it is hard to say how much more it will be, but a 60% success rate should not be difficult."

"60%?" Zhang Wushan was surprised, "Even the most skilled alchemist in our sect does not dare to say that there is a 60% success rate. Brother Chen, are you serious?"

Chen Yuan smiled slightly: "How dare I lie to you in front of Brother Zhang?"

Zhang Wushan looked at Chen Yuan up and down, as if he had just met him for the first time, with a lingering suspicion in his eyes.

The life span of a cultivator is limited, and a lot of time must be spent on meditation and cultivation.

At other times, it is already very difficult to polish the true essence to be pure and rich, warm up the magic weapon, cultivate supernatural powers, or master one of the hundred arts of cultivation.

There are very few people who can take care of both.

Chen Yuan is still the most difficult physical cultivator to improve his cultivation. His cultivation is on par with his, both of them are in the late stage of Jindan, which is extremely rare.

He can also hurt the transformed demon king. He is powerful and proficient in alchemy. His attainments even exceed those of the alchemy master of Haoran Sect. It sounds incredible.

But this is what Chen Yuan said himself, so Zhang Wushan naturally can't question it. He can only put it aside for the time being, but he is still skeptical in his heart.

Chen Yuan knows that Zhang Wushan will have doubts about this, but he doesn't care.

He came to Chongde City this time and asked Zhang Wushan for something. He must show his value and his attainments in alchemy.

Zhang Wushan suddenly sighed: "If I had known that Brother Chen's alchemy was so superb, the Yingri Lotus I got before would not have been wasted."

"Brother Zhang has also obtained Yingri Lotus?" Chen Yuan was a little surprised.

This is also an 800-year-old body-hardening elixir. Its medicinal power is only slightly inferior to that of King Kong Apricot, Blood Peach, and Dragon Snake Grass, and is even better than that of Kunyu Grass and Golden Scale Fruit.

Zhang Wushan showed a look of regret on his face: "Seventeen years ago, I got a Yingri Lotus from Tanzhou and gave it to a familiar alchemy master in our sect to refine. Unfortunately, he had never refined a body-hardening elixir before, and the final success rate was only 30%. A Yingri Lotus was wasted in vain!"

Chen Yuan said with regret: "It's a pity that I was in seclusion at the time, otherwise I would definitely refine the elixir for Brother Zhang."

"To be honest with Brother Zhang, I have also refined several body-hardening elixirs before, and I have some experience. At that time, the success rate of refining this elixir would not be 60%, but it would not be only 30%."

Zhang Wushan sighed: "Forget it, this matter has passed. It's just a waste of trouble to mention it now... Brother Chen has been waiting in Chongde City for several months this time. It should not be just to find me to reminisce about the past, right?"

The two chatted for a long time and finally got to the point.

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "I do have something that I need Brother Zhang's help with."

Zhang Wushan said seriously: "Brother Chen, just tell me. As long as I can help, I will never refuse."

Chen Yuan stood up and bowed deeply: "I have been practicing hard in seclusion for thirty years and finally reached the false infant realm. I am stuck before the bottleneck of the Yuanying realm and my cultivation cannot be improved. I hope Brother Zhang can help me and take me to meet Senior Qingliu to use your sect's spiritual veins to form a baby."

Zhang Wushan stood up suddenly, his face full of astonishment: "Brother Chen is going to form a baby?"

Chen Yuan raised his head: "Yes, I am a casual cultivator with no relatives in Renzhou. I have no spiritual veins to form a baby, so I can only ask Brother Zhang for help."

As he spoke, he slowly released his aura, and his false infant cultivation was undoubtedly revealed.

Zhang Wushan was stunned on the spot, and after a while he smiled bitterly and said, "It is indeed the level of a false infant. Brother Chen is really a hidden talent."

"It has been more than 30 years since I last saw Brother Chen. I have just entered the realm of a false infant and am still running around for the spiritual objects of the infant. Brother Chen is about to break through to the Nascent Soul. I am really ashamed of myself."

Zhang Wushan was shocked beyond measure. As a disciple of Haoran Sect, he had an endless supply of spiritual stones and elixirs, and a constant supply of cultivation resources. He practiced hard for more than 200 years without distraction, and finally reached the late stage of Jindan. It took him another 30 years to patiently polish his true essence and finally reach the bottleneck of Yuanying.

Even so, he still had no confidence in surviving the three tribulations of Yuanying. He searched everywhere for spiritual medicines and spiritual objects that could help him survive the tribulations, but the day of Yuanying was still far away.

Chen Yuan was just a casual cultivator. At that time, it was the most difficult to improve his cultivation. He needed to strengthen his physical body and focus on alchemy. However, he had the confidence to survive the tribulations and conceive a baby. It was simply a fantasy.

Chen Yuan laughed at himself: "Brother Zhang, you are too kind. I am not as good as you. I have no one to rely on and I am short of money. Even if I want to find a spiritual object for forming a baby, I can't find it. I might as well take a risk."

"Fortunately, I am a physical cultivator. I dare not say that my body is very strong, but I still have some hope to survive the Yin Fire Tribulation. As for the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation and the Heart Demon Tribulation, I can only do my best and leave it to fate."

"But the most important thing is the spiritual vein. Without it, there is no way to form a baby. This time I came here with a thick face and begged Brother Zhang to lend a hand."

Zhang Wushan laughed: "Brother Chen, don't be modest. At the Fanyang auction, you spent a lot of money and even offended Yan Tongchun. If you are short of money, wouldn't Yan Tongchun become a poor ghost?"

"Leave this matter to me. I will meet Brother Chen as soon as possible. If so, how can I refuse if Brother Chen asks me to do so? "

"After the last Fanyang auction, I went back to the sect to see Master and told him the truth about my encounter with you. Master also praised you a lot and should not refuse this matter."

"But Master is still in seclusion and will not come out for the time being. Brother Chen, please wait for a while in Chongde City. When Master comes out, I will take you to see Master immediately. How about it?"

Chen Yuan showed gratitude and bowed his hands and said, "Then I'll have to trouble Brother Zhang."

Zhang Wushan said, "Brother Chen, you are too polite. Brother Chen gave me a Qingfeng Bamboo before, and I still owe you a favor. Now I finally have the opportunity to repay you, of course I can't miss it."

"But the matter of borrowing the spirit vein to form a baby needs to be submitted to the sect for decision. Master only has the right to make suggestions. If it doesn't work, , Brother Chen, you can't blame me. "

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, what are you talking about? I am very grateful to you for making this happen. No matter what happens in the end, I will not have any complaints."

Suddenly, he paused and frowned, "There is one more thing I need to tell Brother Zhang in advance. Thirty years ago, I went to attend the celebration banquet of Shi Pingshan, the head of Bailu Academy..."

Chen Yuan told the whole story of forcing Yan Tongchun to retreat, and said apologetically at the end: "At that time, I had no choice but to borrow the names of Senior Qingliu and Brother Zhang to intimidate Shi Pingshan. Please forgive me, Brother Zhang."

"After this incident, I have a big grudge with Yan Tongchun. His master, Elder Gu, is a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. If Senior Qingliu vouches for me, will it offend Elder Gu?"

Looking at Chen Yuan's slightly worried expression Zhang Wushan smiled coldly: "Brother Chen, don't worry. You don't know that my master has always had a grudge with Elder Gu."

"After Elder Gu's cultivation reached a higher level, he suppressed my master several times and the grudge became deeper. Even Yan Tongchun has repeatedly troubled me."

"But he is not my opponent. I have severely cut his face several times. He only dares to rely on Elder Gu's power to make some conspiracies and tricks behind my back, which makes me very annoyed."

"Brother Chen beat him and made him flee, which also vented my anger. Master will never blame you when he knows about this."

Chen Yuan was relieved. He finally understood why Zhang Wushan said that he had a grudge with Yan Tongchun after the Fanyang auction ended. When he asked the reason, he covered it up.

This matter involves Qingliu Jushi and Elder Gu. It is an internal matter of Haoran Sect, so it is naturally inconvenient to tell Chen Yuan.

It's just that now Chen Yuan and Yan Tongchun have a deeper grudge, Zhang Wushan told the truth.

Zhang Wushan asked again: "To use our sect's spiritual veins to form a baby, you need to pay a large amount of spiritual stones or rare treasures. Brother Chen, do you have any preparations?"

Chen Yuan said: "I would like to take out a thousand-year-old thunder calamus and offer it to your sect. I wonder if it is enough?"

"Brother Chen still has a thousand-year-old thunder calamus?" Zhang Wushan was very surprised.

"I have a total of three thousand-year-old thunder calamus. When I was on Jueling Island, I wanted to offer them to Senior Qingliu, but Senior Qingliu said that two thousand-year-old thunder calamus were enough, and left the last one to me." Chen Yuan explained.

Zhang Wushan smiled: "So that's how it is. This is what Master does. But Brother Chen, have you thought about it carefully? Do you really want to offer the Millennium Thunder Herb?"

"As far as I know, this kind of spiritual herb is almost extinct in the outside world. Only a few of them remain in the spiritual medicine gardens of the ten major sects."

"The Millennium Thunder Herb has the effect of weakening the thunder tribulation. Although it has many disadvantages, its value is comparable to that of the Three Thousand Years of Spiritual Herb. It's a pity that Brother Chen just took it out like this."

Chen Yuan said: "Although the Millennium Thunder Herb is extremely precious, it cannot form a fetus without a spiritual vein, and I want to improve it. I have used up all the spiritual stones on my body to improve my cultivation. This is the only thing that can be called a treasure, so I have to give it up. "

Zhang Wushan nodded slightly: "Brother Chen is willing to offer the thousand-year-old thunder, as long as Master guarantees you again, the sect should agree to lend the spiritual vein to Brother Chen."

Chen Yuan clasped his fists and bowed: "This depends on Brother Zhang."

Zhang Wushan smiled and said: "Brother Chen, don't worry, as long as Master comes out of retreat, I will introduce you immediately."

He stood up and said goodbye, and Chen Yuan sent him out of Chongde City all the way until he entered the Haoran Sect's protective formation, and then turned back.

From that day on, Chen Yuan stayed at his residence and did not go anywhere. Even the Qi Refining monk who sold the broken tablet stopped looking for him and waited patiently for Master Qingliu to summon him.

In the next more than three months, Zhang Wushan came to Chongde City twice more to visit Chen Yuan, but layman Qingliu never came out.

It was not until more than five months later that Zhang Wushan came to Chongde City for the third time and finally brought good news that layman Qingliu had left seclusion.

The next day, Chen Yuan, together with Zhang Wushan, entered the gate of Haoran Sect and met with layman Qingliu.

Outsiders are not allowed to enter the important area of ​​the mountain gate, not to mention the Haoran Sect of the ten major sects, which is even more heavily guarded.

However, Zhang Wushan held the elder token of layman Qingliu, and no one dared to stop them, so the two successfully entered the Chongde Mountains.

Looking around, surrounded by mountains, there are pavilions and palaces everywhere, hidden in dense forests and seas of bamboo, standing on dangerous peaks and cliffs, scattered beside lakes and streams, some are majestic or majestic, some are exquisite and elegant. , or simple and natural, each has its own interest.

There are majestic peaks of thousands of feet all around, and there are several giant peaks of three thousand feet that reach into the sky. The mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, and the fairy atmosphere is misty.

There were flashes of light coming and going in the sky. All the monks were wearing Confucian robes. Along with a long and sweet sound, several white cranes flew by. Halfway up a mountain peak, a group of golden monkeys were swimming around in the forest. Below them, a group of golden monkeys was lying on the ground. The colorful tiger is pretending to sleep with its eyes closed.

Chen Yuan followed Zhang Wushan and fled all the way to a valley, where he lowered his escape light.

There is a lake in the valley, about a hundred acres in size. The water is clear and the blue waves are rippling. There is a small island in the center of the lake, which is about a hundred acres in size.

The island is covered with willow trees, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. The breeze blows and the willow branches sway with the wind, as if a beauty is dancing, graceful, charming and gentle.

On the shore of the island in the middle of the lake, under a willow tree, an old man sat cross-legged on a bluestone.

He was wearing a gray gown and a turban on his head. He had a bamboo pole in front of him and a book in his hand. He was immersed in reading with a focused expression. He was none other than lay Buddhist Qingliu.

The two fell next to the old man. Zhang Wushan clasped his fists and bowed: "Disciple Zhang Wushan, pay homage to the master."

Chen Yuan followed and bowed: "Junior Chen Yuan, pay my respects to senior Qingliu."

Qingliu layman looked up at Chen Yuan and smiled: "My little friend, you are fine..."

At this moment, the bamboo pole trembled slightly, Qingliu layman turned his head, put his hand on the bamboo pole, lifted it up slightly, and a fat carp jumped out of the water.

With a smile on his face, layman Qingliu put away the bamboo pole and took the carp off the hook.

Chen Yuan's pupils shrank and he was secretly shocked.

This carp is only half a foot long, but it is covered with golden scales, has two long beards of a dragon, has golden eyes, and exudes a strong demonic aura. It is actually a seventh-level dragon carp.

He has only seen this kind of monster in the illustrated book. It has the blood of a dragon and is powerful. Even compared with dragons of the same level, it is not inferior at all.

According to the illustrated book, the seventh-level dragon carp should be ten feet long, capable of overpowering rivers and seas, and extremely ferocious. However, in the hands of layman Qingliu, this dragon carp seemed to be just an ordinary carp, with a mischievous and lively look in its golden fish eyes.

"Master is so awesome, he caught the little one again!" The dragon and carp opened and closed its mouth, and a childish girl's voice came out.

"Haha, don't mess around." Qingliu layman caressed the dragon carp twice and threw the dragon carp back into the lake.

He put the bamboo pole and the scroll into the mustard ring, stood up, and said with a smile: "I like fishing by the lake. This is a spiritual beast I raised. It loves to play with me and make my children laugh."

"Junior dare not." Chen Yuan said respectfully.

Qingliu layman walked towards the willow forest. Chen Yuan and Zhang Wushan followed and followed a cobblestone path to a thatched cottage in the forest.

In front of the thatched cottage, there is a stone table with several stone benches.

Qingliu layman sat next to the stone table and said with a smile: "You also sit down and talk."

Chen Yuan and Zhang Wushan sat down, but their postures were extremely upright.

Qingliu layman looked at Chen Yuan, stroking his beard and smiling: "My little friend, are you here to borrow our sect's spiritual veins to have a baby?" (End of Chapter)