Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Yunding Mansion, Fengyuan Mountains.

Two rays of escaping light came from the horizon, approaching the mountains. The escaping speed slowed down a lot, and two figures appeared. It was Chen Yuan and Zhang Wushan who came from the Haoran Sect.

The two of them fled for five days and five nights, day and night, and finally arrived at the Fengyuan Mountains.

The Yuan family has been here for more than two thousand years and occupies most of the Fengyuan Mountains. Outsiders are not allowed to enter without permission.

But naturally the two of them would not abide by this rule and flew directly into the mountains.

After more than ten miles deep, a foundation-building monk came up to him and shouted: "Who is in front of you, and why are you trespassing on the Yuan family's land?"

Chen Yuan's energy dispersed and he said calmly: "I have been ordered by Elder Qingliu of the Haoran Sect to pay a special visit to the Yuan family."

The foundation-building monk was frightened by the coercion of the late-stage pill-forming monks. His face turned pale and his expression immediately became respectful.

"Senior, please follow me!" He bowed with clasped fists, turned around and flew forward.

Chen Yuan and Zhang Wushan followed and reached the depths of Fengyuan Mountains.

The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and the highest peak is only over 600 feet tall. There are palaces and pavilions scattered in the mountain valleys, shrouded in light blue curtains. Monks come and go on the stone-stepped mountain road, and there are escaping lights flying across the sky from time to time. It is quiet and peaceful. .

The three of them lowered the escape light and landed in the mountains. The foundation-building monk respectfully said: "Senior, please bring out the token so that I, the junior, can report it."

Without a token, he would not dare to let a late-stage pill-forming monk enter the Yuan family's land.

Chen Yuan took out a jade medal from the mustard seed ring and handed it to the foundation-building monk.

Before leaving the Chongde Mountains, he and Zhang Wushan went to the Six Virtues Hall in the Haoran Sect, which is dedicated to releasing sect missions, and received the jade plaque with mission information.

The foundation-building cultivator took the jade token, cupped his fists and bowed: "Seniors, please wait a moment. I'll come as soon as I can, junior."

He turned around and flew into the formation, turned around a low mountain, and disappeared.

Chen Yuan and Zhang Wushan waited quietly. About a quarter of an hour later, the foundation-building monk flew back again, his escape speed much faster than before.

He stopped in front of the two of them, presented the jade plaque with both hands, and said with a smile: "Two seniors, please follow me. The great elder is waiting in the Yingbin Pavilion."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly, put away the jade token, and followed.

Zhang Wushan's face sank. He didn't care about the ostentation. However, Chen Yuan clearly stated that he was here on the orders of layman Qingliu, but the elder of the Yuan family did not come out to greet him in person. His attitude was dismissive, which made him very dissatisfied.

But layman Qingliu only asked him to follow Chen Yuan, so he could not dominate the scene, so he could only tolerate his displeasure.

The foundation-building monk flicked the token on his waist and shot out a faint light, and a passage slowly appeared on the formation screen.

The three of them passed through the formation, flew over two mountain peaks, and came to the top of a hundred-foot-high mountain, where they lowered their escaping light.

The top of the mountain is only an acre in size. It is covered with flowers and plants and has a delicate fragrance. There is a three-story attic with the words "Yingbin Pavilion" written on the plaque. A stone staircase leads to the bottom of the mountain.

The foundation-building monk raised his hand and said, "Seniors, please come in."

Chen Yuan and Zhang Wushan followed him and walked into the small building. There were two Qi Refining monks on the first floor. After seeing the three of them, they bowed respectfully.

Going up to the third floor, there are windows on all sides, giving you a clear view of the surrounding scenery. There are screens, incense burners, bead curtains and green curtains, and elegant furnishings.

An old man in brocade clothes was sitting on the main seat, his body full of inspiration, and his cultivation in the late stage of pill formation could be seen at a glance. He was drinking tea as if there was no one else around.

It wasn't until the three of them came in front of him that he put down the tea cup and looked up.

The old man in brocade clothes was so rude, Zhang Wushan was furious and his expression was as gloomy as water, but Chen Yuan's expression was as usual and he didn't care at all.

The old man in golden clothes waved to the foundation-building monk, who bowed with his fists clasped in his hands, saluted Chen Yuan and the other two, then turned around and left.

The old man in Jinyi swept his eyes from Chen Yuan and Zhang Wushan, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and asked: "I wonder who is Fellow Taoist Chen Yuan and Chen?"

Chen Yuan bowed his hands and said, "Chen Yuan, I have met Elder Yuan."

The old man in golden clothes looked at Zhang Wushan and frowned slightly: "This fellow Taoist is..."

Zhang Wushan said calmly: "I'm Zhang Wushan."

When the old man in brocade clothes heard this, his pupils shrank, and he immediately stood up to greet him: "But Zhang Wushan, the true disciple of the Haoran Sect?"

"Not bad." Zhang Wushan said.

The old man in golden clothes immediately put on a smiling face and bowed his hands: "I don't know if it's Taoist friend Zhang who's in front of you. I'm so rude. I'm Yuan Shiying, two Taoist friends, please take a seat quickly."

Zhang Wushan sneered, lifted his front, and sat down.

Chen Yuan smiled slightly and sat down on the other side.

Yuan Shiying raised his hand, and the teapot beside him flew up, filling the two of them with spiritual tea.

"Yuan Mou just happened to be welcoming an honored guest. I missed the welcome. Please forgive me for my two Taoist friends." He was full of apology and sincere expression.

"Oh? Such a coincidence?" Zhang Wushan sneered, "I wonder which distinguished guest is here. Can Elder Yuan introduce Zhang to him?"

"This..." A look of embarrassment appeared on Yuan Shiying's face.

Chen Yuan smiled slightly: "Brother Zhang is just joking. Elder Yuan has many things to do every day. It is not easy for him to receive the two of me in person. How can I blame you?"

Yuan Shiying breathed a sigh of relief: "What are you talking about, Fellow Daoist Chen? Fellow Daoists came from afar to help my Yuan family. The head of the family should have come to receive them. However, the head of the family was in retreat, so Yuan received the two fellow Taoists first."

"I also ask the two fellow Taoists to rest for a day. Yuan will inform the head of the family now. The head of the house will come to Yingbin Peak tomorrow to pay a visit to the two fellow Taoists."

Zhang Wushan's expression finally softened. The head of the Yuan family was the Nascent Soul cultivator. He received him in person, and he had already gone through all the etiquette.

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Then I'll help Elder Yuan."

Yuan Shiying's lips moved silently for a few times, and then looked at Zhang Wushan: "Fellow Daoist Zhang is here to help my Yuan family?"

Zhang Wushan said calmly: "Elder Yuan is joking. Zhang is a true disciple of the Haoran Sect. How can he participate in the fight? He came here just to accompany Brother Chen on his master's orders."

Yuan Shiying nodded, and when he looked at Chen Yuan again, his eyes were a little more solemn.

After a while, a Qi Refining monk walked up to the third floor, and Yuan Shiying asked him to lead the two of them to settle down.

Chen Yuan and Zhang Wushan followed the Qi Refining monks out of the Yingbin Pavilion, followed the stone steps to two courtyards halfway up the mountain, and settled down.

The two of them fled all the way, consuming a lot of their true energy. They each meditated and practiced to restore their true energy.

At the same time, after the two left, Yuan Shiying came to a quiet valley and fell into hiding.

There is a cave on the mountain wall in the valley, and the stone door is tightly closed.

"Yuan Shiying meets the head of the family."

After a while, the stone door slowly opened, and Yuan Shiying stepped into the cave, followed a passage studded with night pearls, and came to a large stone room.

This is the source of spiritual energy in the Fengyuan Mountains, with the richest spiritual energy. It is also the place where successive heads of the Yuan family have retreated and practiced.

The stone room was very empty, with only a jade bed on which sat a middle-aged monk, wearing a large and comfortable white robe, with a long beard hanging down his chest. He said lightly: "What's the matter, Great Elder?"

He is Yuan Xiang, the head of the Yuan family, a monk in the early stage of Yuanying.

Yuan Shiying cupped his fists and bowed, with a solemn expression: "To the head of the family, I just met Chen Yuan who is going to participate in the fight. He is also accompanied by Zhang Wushan, a direct disciple of Qingliu Jushi."

"Zhang Wushan? A true disciple of the Haoran Sect? Why is he here?" Yuan Xiang frowned slightly.

The names of every true disciple of the Haoran Sect are known to all the major sects and families in Renzhou.

Yuan Shiying said: "He said that he was ordered by layman Qingliu to go with Chen Yuan."

Yuan Xiang's face sank: "Did he really say that?"

Yuan Shiying nodded: "It's absolutely true, the master of the family, layman Qingliu, must attach great importance to Chen Yuan, so he would let his direct disciples accompany him."

"But Gu Shaowen sent someone to tell us that Chen Yuan had offended Master Qingliu and the two had turned against each other, so they came to participate in this fight. This is to sow discord between us and Master Qingliu!"

Yuan Xiang's face turned cold: "Everyone in Renzhou knows that Gu Shaowen and Qingliu layman are not on good terms. It is common sense for him to do this."

"But if Master Qingliu really attaches great importance to Chen Yuan, why would he let him participate in this fight?"

"The Hidden Sword Palace has sent two true disciples. Our Yuan family will definitely lose in this battle. If Chen Yuan cannot take back the spiritual mine, how can he use the Haoran Sect's spiritual veins to create a baby?"

Yuan Shiying frowned, lowered his head and thought for a while, and then said: "Gu Shaowen is in the middle stage of Yuanying, and Qingliu Jushi is only in the early stage of Yuanying. He may not be able to defeat Gu Shaowen, so Chen Yuan was forced to participate in the battle, in order to prevent him from borrowing from the Haoran Sect. Spiritual veins form a baby.”

Yuan Xiang nodded slightly: "Eight or nine are inseparable from ten."

"Master, how should we deal with ourselves?" Yuan Shiying asked.

Yuan Xiang said: "Whether it is Gu Shaowen or layman Qingliu, neither the Yuan family can offend them."

"It is true that Gu Shaowen's cultivation level is one level higher, but his close friendship with layman Qingliu, Xin Zhai Sanren, and Mr. Cheng Li have formed Yuan Ying successively, and his reputation has greatly increased, which should not be underestimated."

"If Chen Yuan comes here alone, he is just an abandoned son and can be dismissed casually."

"But now that Zhang Wushan is with him, he can't be treated lightly... What did you tell them?"

"I did not greet them in person. I was worried that Zhang Wushan would be dissatisfied. I have apologized and explained that the head of the family will go to see them in person tomorrow." Yuan Shiying said.

Yuan Xiang nodded: "You handled this matter well, but it was not enough."

"Since Chen Yuan wants to participate in the fight, he must join the Yuan family and serve as the elder of the guest minister."

"Go to the clan's treasury, choose a high-grade spiritual material and three hundred high-grade spiritual stones, and give them to Chen Yuan as an offering."

Yuan Shiying was startled: "Then Chen Yuan is only temporarily serving as the guest elder, and he can't win this fight. Isn't it too much for us to give such a heavy gift?"

Yuan Xiang said: "These offerings are a bit too much, but we are already disrespectful and can only make up for it with generous gifts."

"With two more Nascent Soul cultivators around Master Qingliu, his influence in the Haoran Sect will inevitably increase a lot. We cannot offend him."

Yuan Shiying sighed: "It's a shame that my Yuan family is weak. I could have gotten a share of the spirit stone veins, but I was favored by the Haoran Sect and could only belong to the family through fighting."

"It's just that the Haoran Sect lets two casual cultivators participate in a battle. How can they have any chance of winning against the true disciples of the Hidden Sword Palace?"

Yuan Xiang said calmly: "Of course Haoran Sect has to get involved in such a rich mine. Even if it fails to succeed, it will not lose anything."

"In this dispute over the Lingshi mines, our Yuan family will suffer the most, but we can no longer get caught up in the internal fights within the Haoran Sect. Let's just lose money and avoid disaster."

Yuan Shiying said: "Forget it, I will go and select high-grade spiritual materials and deliver them to the owner of the family." (End of Chapter)