Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Above Wanzhu Peak, the calamity clouds dispersed, and the sun shone on the earth again.

The eyes of the Yuanying elders more than ten miles away were fixed. They knew that the disaster was over, and they all drove their escape lights and came to within ten miles of Wanzhu Peak.

Dozens of Jindan cultivators followed their master. Behind Elder Gu, in addition to Yan Tongchun, there were several Jindan cultivators, but the highest cultivation was only in the middle stage of Jindan. They looked timid and did not dare to approach.

Qingliu layman had many disciples, but except Zhang Wushan, the others were either in seclusion or traveling, and did not come at this time.

Farther away were the foundation-building cultivators. They had previously been worried about being affected by the heavenly thunder calamity, so they took the initiative to withdraw a hundred miles, and later they surged up again, but they did not dare to get too close, and they were all thirty miles away.

Now that the calamity clouds have dispersed, they want to fly up and see the result of Chen Yuan's calamity.

But with the Yuanying elders in front, they dare not offend, so they simply go around to the other side and come to within ten miles of Wanzhu Peak.

The Qi-refining cultivators had already dispersed. Even the breath of the calamity cloud was enough to make their souls tremble. Over time, their souls would be severely damaged.

Suddenly, a gap appeared in the sky, and a blue river of heaven fell down.

The waterfall hung straight down for three thousand feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way fell from the sky.

The blue river of heaven fell on the top of Wanzhu Peak, passed through the thick mountain wall, and lasted for a quarter of an hour before disappearing.

Zhang Wushan said happily: "Master, it's a blessing from heaven. Brother Chen succeeded in forming a baby!"

His voice was loud and reached the ears of all the Yuanying elders.

Qingliu seemed to be relieved, stroked his beard and smiled: "The thunder calamity is so huge, and I don't know how powerful the Yin Fire calamity and the Heart Demon calamity are. Little friend Chen has survived them all. After forming a baby, his achievements will definitely be extraordinary."

Elder Gu narrowed his eyes when he heard this, looking at Wanzhu Peak with a deep and unfathomable gaze.

Yan Tongchun was shocked and angry. Chen Yuan actually succeeded in passing the calamity!

He clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, and his knuckles turned white because of the excessive force.

Ever since he was defeated by Chen Yuan and had to flee, Yan Tongchun's hatred for Chen Yuan has been deeply planted.

He was defeated by Zhang Wushan, but Zhang Wushan, like him, was a true disciple of Haoran Sect. The competition between the same sect was not a life-and-death fight, so even if he lost, it was normal.

But Chen Yuan was just a casual cultivator, but he beat him so hard that he had no power to fight back. He survived with the stone talisman given by his master.

This was undoubtedly a great shame and humiliation for Yan Tongchun, who had always been proud.

Moreover, Chen Yuan had a murderous intention at that time and was merciless. This was a life-and-death feud!

In the past thirty years, he had been thinking about revenge all the time, and he wished to cut Chen Yuan into pieces to avenge his previous shame.

But now, Chen Yuan has formed an infant, and he is still just a Jindan cultivator.

If he met Chen Yuan again, let alone revenge, Chen Yuan would punish him for being disrespectful, even if he just didn't address him as a senior.

Yan Tongchun would gnash his teeth and feel angry whenever he thought of that scene.

He couldn't even survive the three horrible disasters, so how could Chen Yuan survive them? How could he form a fetus?

Yang Liqian, who had been furious before, was silent now.

His face was very ugly, and he looked at Wanzhu Peak silently, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He had never thought that Chen Yuan could survive the disaster successfully.

Whether it was the three thousand feet of spiritual mist or the calamity cloud covering a radius of a hundred miles, it clearly showed that the three disasters that Chen Yuan experienced this time would far exceed those of other cultivators, and even unprecedented.

Yang Liqian didn't believe that Chen Yuan could survive the three disasters. If any Jindan cultivator came to survive, they would only end up with their souls torn apart.

A dying cultivator forced him to move out of his cave and destroyed his cave. Of course, he had to be furious. Otherwise, where would the face of a Nascent Soul cultivator be?

But now, Chen Yuan had survived the three disasters and formed a Nascent Soul.

The person who destroyed his cave became a Nascent Soul cultivator, and a Nascent Soul cultivator with extraordinary potential.

Everyone knows that the more amazing the celestial phenomena caused by the tribulation, the further one will go after forming a Nascent Soul.

The heaven and earth are the most fair. The deeper the foundation of the cultivator, the more terrible the disasters will be. There is no exception.

And the more terrible the disasters, the more sweet rain will fall from the sky.

When Yang Liqian survived the tribulation, the blue sky river lasted only a hundred breaths, but today it lasted for a quarter of an hour.

This is the most concentrated and pure spiritual energy in this world, which will all be transformed into Chen Yuan's foundation and build the most solid foundation for him.

Yang Liqian is very embarrassed now. He said too much before, and he looked like he would never reconcile with Chen Yuan. It is difficult to make up for what has been done.

He has no grudges against Chen Yuan. He targeted Chen Yuan before just for the thousand-year-old thunderbolt in his hand.

He went to Taimang Mountains, but he did not force Chen Yuan to trade in the end. Instead, he stood up for Chen Yuan by mistake, making Shifeng Mountain and Cangjian Palace mistakenly believe that Chen Yuan had the support of Haoran Sect.

But now, his remarks in front of a group of Yuanying elders will definitely be heard by Chen Yuan. How should he deal with it then?

Family members know their own affairs. Although Yang Liqian is an elder of Haoran Sect and seems to have a high status, he was lucky to form a Yuanying at the beginning and his foundation is shallow.

More than two hundred years have passed, and he is still in the early stage of Yuanying. The bottleneck of the middle stage is indestructible, and there is little hope of breaking through.

Before Chen Yuan formed a Yuanying, he mastered the art of teleportation. After forming a Yuanying, what means can he use?

But if he shows weakness to Chen Yuan directly, where will his face be?

Just when Yang Liqian was in a dilemma, a thirty-year-old monk bowed his hand to Layman Qingliu and said, "Congratulations to Senior Brother Qingliu, Taoist Chen has succeeded in conceiving a baby. This sect has received another great help."

"When Fellow Daoist Chen comes out of confinement, I would like to ask Senior Brother Qingliu to let me know. Hai will definitely go to congratulate Fellow Daoist Chen in person."

Qingliu layman returned the favor and said, "This matter is easy to talk about. When Taoist Chen comes out of seclusion, I will definitely send a disciple to tell you."

Yang Liqian turned around to look, his expression changing.

Elder Hai, like him, had his cave destroyed by thunder. Just now his face was extremely gloomy, as if he was very dissatisfied with Chen Yuan, but now he is smiling and never mentions the destruction of his cave.

Yang Liqian withdrew his gaze and looked back.

Behind him stood four pill-forming monks, all of whom were his disciples.

One of the young monks looked to be only in his twenties, with a simple and honest appearance and a cultivation level in the late stage of pill formation.

Seeing Yang Liqian turn around, the young monk was full of anger and whispered: "Father, this Chen Yuan has dared to destroy your cave abode. I will never let him go leniently!"

Yang Liqian sighed softly: "Zhao'er, remember, you will never provoke Fellow Daoist Chen in the future."

The young monk was stunned, with a puzzled look on his face, but he still agreed: "Yes, I will remember it."

Yang Liqian smiled, turned around and flew towards his cave.

He no longer hesitated. Only Elder Gu could exchange for the Thousand-Year Thunder Plant from the door and let his son have a baby.

The feud between him and Chen Yuan is destined to end.

"Father, let me help you." The young monk followed immediately.

The other three disciples followed closely and helped Yang Liqian clean up the cave.

Elder Hai glanced at Yang Liqian and said to layman Qingliu, "I also need to clean up the cave, so I'll take my leave."

Layman Qingliu apologized: "Fellow Daoist Chen made too much noise to save the tribulation and inadvertently destroyed Elder Hai's cave. Please forgive me, Elder Hai."

Elder Hai chuckled: "It's okay, it's just some debris."

When Chen Yuan was going through the tribulation, he was still very angry in his heart, but as Chen Yuan succeeded in conceiving a baby, the little bit of face he had lost was no longer worth mentioning.

After Yang Liqian and Elder Hai left, other Yuanying elders and Danjie monks also dispersed.

Mr. Chengli was in retreat, and the monks from Xinzhai left together with layman Qingliu and Zhang Wushan. They praised Chen Yuan a lot in their words.

Elder Gu took a deep look at Wan Zhufeng and told Yan Tongchun: "You go to Chongde City now. No matter what the result is, you will report back to your master tomorrow."

Yan Tongchun understood, clasped his fists and bowed: "Yes, disciple, let's do it now!"

…

One month later.

The top of Haoran Peak above the clouds and mist is deserted and silent.

The 3,000-foot high peak should have been covered with snow, but under the control of the formation, the place was as warm as spring, with green pines, green cypresses, Qihua Yao grass, and surrounded by a majestic hall.

Elder Gu cast his light on the top of the mountain and walked to the main hall. Before he could speak, the door of the hall quietly opened, revealing a gap.

Elder Gu was not surprised, and with a calm expression, he pushed the door open and entered.

The main hall is very empty, without any furnishings. There is only a middle-aged Confucian scholar sitting on a futon, meditating with his eyes closed.

Elder Gu slowed down, and the aura in the palace was extremely rich, even condensing into a light mist.

A trace of envy flashed deep in Elder Gu's eyes. If he could practice in this hall, he would be able to reach the peak of the middle Nascent Soul in just a hundred years without using any pills.

This man looked to be about forty years old. He was wearing a Confucian robe, with a beard that reached his belly, a square face, and an ethereal aura.

Elder Gu could only see him, but his spiritual consciousness could not sense his presence at all.

Elder Gu walked up to him, cupped his fists and bowed: "Gu Shaowen pays homage to the sect leader."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar slowly opened his eyes and said calmly: "Elder Gu, please sit down."

Elder Gu took out a futon from the mustard seed ring and sat opposite the middle-aged scholar.

"What's wrong with Elder Gu?" asked the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

Elder Gu said: "Sect Master, you know that a month ago, a casual cultivator survived three disasters on Wanzhu Peak and formed a Nascent Soul."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar nodded slightly: "Are you talking about that Chen Yuan? This man made a big splash when he overcame the tribulation. The cloud of tribulation enveloped most of the mountain gate, and even I was awakened from my trance."

Elder Gu asked: "Does the sect leader know that the source of the branches of Wanzhu Peak has been severely damaged, and several peaks more than ten miles around have also been destroyed by thunder?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled: "Elder Gu wants to hold Chen Yuan accountable?"

Elder Gu cupped his fists and bowed: "Sect Master Mingjian, how can we allow others to damage the important place of the mountain gate? Moreover, the source of the branches of Wanzhu Peak has been damaged, and it will not be able to supply spiritual energy in the next fifty years."

"Then Chen Yuan acted wantonly and must be punished to prevent other casual cultivators who use spiritual veins to form babies to follow suit in the future."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar asked: "Then Chen Yuan borrowed the spiritual veins of our sect to conceive a baby, and Elder Qingliu was the guarantee?"

Elder Gu nodded: "Exactly."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar said: "You know, Elder Qingliu came to see me three days ago and explained the matter. He said that the loss of the source of the spiritual veins and the destruction of the mountain gate were natural disasters, not man-made disasters. He asked the sect not to hold Chen Yuan accountable. ”

Elder Gu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Senior Brother Qingliu's words are wrong. Natural disasters are also caused by man-made disasters. Our sect borrowed Chen Yuan's spiritual vein to conceive a baby, not to let him damage our spiritual vein mountain gate. If we don't set an example to others, our sect will lose face." exist?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar frowned: "Chen Yuan has become a Nascent Soul and is not a Dan-forming monk. Elder Gu still wants to raise an army to investigate. Doesn't it make him feel resentful towards our sect?"

Elder Gu said: "If Chen Yuan understands the truth, he will naturally be grateful to our sect for lending him his spiritual vein to conceive a baby. He knows that the source of the spiritual vein was damaged and the mountain gate was destroyed because of him, so he is willing to accept the punishment."

"If he is ignorant, ungrateful, and selfish, we can take advantage of this incident to understand his true face and make up for the losses in the sect, killing two birds with one stone."

A trace of displeasure flashed in the middle-aged Confucian scholar's eyes: "I have heard a little about the grudge between you and Elder Qingliu."

"Although Chen Yuan was guaranteed by Elder Qingliu, he was very powerful when he overcame the tribulation, which shows that he has a profound background. After having a baby, he must be very strong. He can help our sect, so how can we have a grudge against him?"

Elder Gu said: "Don't worry, Master, Chen Yuan practiced the "Demon God Art" and refined a Kunyu Demon King's demon pill to have such strength."

"The celestial phenomena of the birth of infants and the momentum of the Three Disasters are probably due to him refining the Demon King Demon Pill, not because of his amazing potential."

"As far as I know, among the Kunyu clan for more than 8,000 years, only the clan leader Kunyang is the tenth-level demon king and has not yet been enthroned."

"The most Chen Yuan has refined is a ninth-level demon elixir, and most likely only an eighth-level demon elixir. At most, if he reaches the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he still needs to use body tempering elixir to strengthen his body. It is as difficult as climbing to the sky. The way forward is blocked. , nothing to worry about.”

The middle-aged Confucian scholar said calmly: "I already know about this, but even if his future is cut off, his strength is not bad. Why should our sect have a grudge against him?"

Elder Gu said solemnly: "If the sect leader allows this, I am willing to succeed Elder Lin and guard the Fire Hell for sixty years!"

"Is this true?" The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked surprised, "The poisonous gas in the hell fire is becoming more and more fierce. Does Elder Gu have a way to resist it?"

Elder Gu said: "I just got two Xuepo grasses not long ago and refined them into Xuepo pills, which will keep you safe for sixty years."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar said: "In that case, I will agree to Elder Gu's request."

Elder Gu said: "Chen Yuan has just given birth to a baby and his wealth is very small. Rather than asking him to compensate with treasures, it is better to ask him to do something for our sect."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar gave him a meaningful look and nodded slightly: "I will issue an order tomorrow."

Elder Gu cupped his fists and bowed, stood up, put away the futon, turned and walked out of the hall.

…

On the top of Wanzhu Peak, in the cave.

In the dim training room, Chen Yuan slowly opened his eyes, and a brilliant light flashed past, illuminating the entire stone room like daylight.

After a year of practice, he finally stabilized his realm and no longer had to worry about his cultivation falling.

Originally it didn't take such a long time, but when he gave birth to a baby, he absorbed too much spiritual energy. The branch veins under Wanzhu Peak were severely depleted, and the concentration of spiritual energy dropped greatly, which was only equivalent to a medium-sized spiritual vein.

For Chen Yuan now, the spiritual energy of a medium-sized spiritual vein seems a little thinner.

For ordinary Yuanying monks, the sea of ​​true energy in the Dantian is only ten thousand feet long, and the medium-sized spiritual veins are completely enough for cultivation, and there is even some leftover power for other monks to use.

However, Chen Yuan's ocean of true energy was three times as large as theirs, and his true energy was purer. It took him half a year more to reach a stable state, and his cultivation level did not increase at all.

He let out a long breath, stood up, clenched his fists, and felt the majestic power contained in his body, with a smile on his lips.

Just like in the inner demon fantasy, his physical body has become several times stronger than before, and his huge strength has also increased several times, far better than before.

No wonder the layman Qingliu praised him greatly when he saw that he had hurt the charming woman. The gap between Yuanying monk and Danjie monk was just a chasm.

The charming woman must have held back at that time, otherwise he would never have been able to wait for the Qingliu layman to come to his rescue.

Now when he fights Kun Feng or Ye Wendi, he doesn't need to activate the blood of the true spirit at all. He only needs one punch to defeat them.

Chen Yuan opened the door and walked out of the cave. It was late at night, the stars were bright, the moon was full like a wheel, and the moonlight was like frost, covering the earth.

Chen Yuan spread out his consciousness and searched the area for more than ten miles. There was no trace of the Haoran Sect monks.

After giving birth to a baby, his consciousness expanded greatly, at least to a range of a hundred miles.

But this was at the Haoran Sect Mountain Gate, and he didn't dare to disperse. He didn't know how far his spiritual consciousness could extend, so he could only wait until he left the Chongde Mountains before trying again.

Chen Yuan thought about taking out the Jade Jue from the space inside his body and filling his body with starlight, but after a moment of hesitation, he gave up the idea.

In the past, when he used starlight to infuse his body in Lingyun Sect, Hanxing City, Blood Island and other places, there were Nascent Soul cultivators nearby, but none of them noticed.

Only he should be able to see the Starlight Infusion, but this is the gate of Haoran Sect after all.

The ten major sects have been inherited for tens of thousands of years, with profound foundations and unpredictable methods. It will not be too late to draw starlight into the body when they return to Chongde City.

Chen Yuan made up his mind, took up the escape light, left Wanzhu Peak, and flew towards Mingliu Lake.

Mingliu Lake and Wanzhu Peak were not far apart. Chen Yuan deliberately controlled his escape speed and reached the valley where Mingliu Lake was located within a quarter of an hour.

As soon as his consciousness swept away, layman Qingliu was on the island in the middle of the lake, and he immediately lowered his escape light.

As usual, layman Qingliu was still fishing on the shore, holding a book in his hand and studying it carefully.

Before Chen Yuan gave birth to a baby, he could not see through the cultivation level of layman Qingliu.

Looking again at this time, I found that his Qi was thick and he was only one step away from the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Chen Yuan knew it in his heart. No wonder every time he saw layman Qingliu, he was fishing and reading on the shore.

He now needs to break through the bottleneck. Simply cultivating is no longer useful. Instead, he needs to understand the great ways of heaven and earth.

In addition, Qingliu Jushi can also use external forces to forcefully break through the bottleneck.

But the treasure that allows Yuanying monks to break through the bottleneck is too precious and rare.

Obviously, layman Qingliu does not have such a treasure in his hand, otherwise he would not be stuck in front of the bottleneck.

As soon as Chen Yuan left the escape light, layman Qingliu looked up, put down his book, and stood up to greet him.

In the past, when Chen Yuan and Zhang Wushan came to Mingliu Lake, he would always sit on the bluestone and never get up.

The dragon carp was wandering in the lake on the shore. After seeing Chen Yuan, its golden pupils showed awe and quietly sank into the water.

Chen Yuan cupped his fists and bowed: "Chen Yuan has met senior."

Qingliu layman returned the gift with his hand in hand: "Fellow Taoist Chen, you have broken my heart. Taoist friend has successfully had a baby and is already a member of my generation. Now I consider myself a junior, how should I deal with myself?"

Chen Yuan hesitated for a moment and then changed his words: "Fellow Taoist Qingliu."

Immortal cultivators are all people who seek the Tao, so regardless of age, only when it comes to cultivation, those who have achieved it will come first.

Before Chen Yuan had a baby, he was the junior of Qingliu Jushi, but after he had a baby, he naturally became friends with Qingliu Jushi as his equal.

There is only a relationship between master and disciple. No matter how high the disciple's cultivation level is, he will always regard himself as a disciple in front of the master. There should be no disrespect at all, otherwise he will be cast aside by his peers.

Chen Yuan changed his title, and layman Qingliu smiled: "Fellow Taoist Chen, please come with me."

The two walked into the willow forest and came to the thatched cottage, where they sat down separately.

The thatched cottage is very simple, with only a square table, two wooden chairs, and a straw couch.

Qingliu layman took out the teapot and cup from the mustard ring, poured some spiritual tea for Chen Yuan, and said apologetically: "This is a humble house, and I didn't provide good hospitality. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist Chen."

Chen Yuan took the spirit tea with both hands and said with a smile: "I once heard a saying, if the water is not deep, there will be a spirit if there is a dragon. If the mountain is not high, if there are immortals, there will be a name. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous."

"Although the thatched cottage is simple and crude, Taoist friend Qingliu is a great scholar of the world and has noble conduct. How can he be so crude?"

Qingliu layman smiled and said: "This is a wonderful statement, but how dare I be called the True Dragon Immortal together."

"Before entering Taoism, I came from a poor family and lived in a thatched cottage in the countryside. Later I was lucky enough to join our sect."

"After I gave birth to a baby, I felt the memories of my past, so I settled in a cottage in Mingliu Lake."

"In a blink of an eye, more than three hundred years have passed. Looking back today, it can be said that the deceased has passed away like a man, day and night."

When Chen Yuan heard this, he remembered the separation from his little sister in the inner demon environment, and his face turned slightly gloomy: "Time is like running water, and the road to immortality is long. Once you embark on this road, you can only walk alone, cut off the bonds, and never look back."

After experiencing a separation again in the fantasy world, he took the initiative to withdraw his hand from his little sister, and cut off the fetters of family ties with his own hands. Chen Yuan truly realized what it meant to "fight with oneself", and his determination to seek the truth became even stronger.

Qingliu layman sighed softly: "What Daoyou Chen said is true. The road to immortality has always been walking alone. Even if there is someone to accompany you, you will eventually be separated..."

He paused, picked up the tea cup, and said with a smile: "Stop talking about this, I haven't congratulated Chen Daoyou for successfully conceiving a baby and living a thousand years."

Chen Yuan also had a smile on his face, raised his tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Qingliu layman put down his tea cup and smiled: "Today, Taoist friend Chen is out of seclusion. I shouldn't be disappointed, but there is one thing that I have to tell my friend."

"Fellow Taoist Qingliu, please speak." Chen Yuan said seriously.

layman Qingliu asked: "Have you ever noticed changes in the spiritual veins of Wanzhu Peak after Fellow Daoist Chen came out of seclusion?"

Chen Yuan nodded, a bad feeling rising in his heart.

Qingliu Jushi said: "The master of the sect has issued an order. When Chen Daoyou went through the tribulation, the source of the branch of Wanzhu Peak was seriously damaged, the palace collapsed, and the mountain gate was damaged. One thing must be done for the sect to compensate for it."

Chen Yuan cupped his fists and bowed: "I didn't know that the birth of a baby would lead to such a terrible disaster. I almost died from three disasters, lost my spiritual veins, and destroyed the mountain gate. This was not my intention. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist."

In the illusion of inner demons, the Haoran Sect suffered a serious loss of spiritual energy, the mountain gate was destroyed, and the army was launched to investigate. He was well prepared for this.

Moreover, the damage to the spiritual veins of Ten Thousand Bamboo Peaks is far less serious than in the inner demon fantasy world. For the Haoran Sect, which has giant spiritual veins, it is not a big deal.

Qingliu layman sighed: "Of course I know that this is a natural disaster. Not long after my little friend went into seclusion, I told the matter to the master. The master said a few words of comfort and had no intention of pursuing anything."

"But Junior Brother Gu went to Haoran Peak and didn't know what he said to the Master. The Master changed his mind again and issued an order to investigate the matter."

Chen Yuan frowned, it was Elder Gu again, why was this person always staring at him?

He asked: "Does Fellow Taoist Qingliu know that I just have some conflicts with Yan Tongchun? Why does Elder Gu regard me as a thorn in his side?" (End of Chapter)