Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Cheng Xianmo's words were extremely confident, but Chen Yuan did not reply immediately. Instead, he thought for a while and then said: "I can certainly trust your pavilion's strength, but I still need to think about it. I also ask fellow Taoist Cheng not to do this." Things are revealed.”

Cheng Xianmo understood and replied respectfully: "The conflict between Elder Gu and the seniors has also been heard by the juniors. Seniors, please rest assured that our pavilion is not closely related to the Haoran Sect. After all, the Haoran Sect has its own inheritance and will not purchase magic weapons from our pavilion." ”

"Nascent Soul casual cultivators like the senior are the most favored guests of this pavilion. If the senior wants to go to the Jingzhou main pavilion to refine magic weapons, the junior is always waiting for you."

"With Shopkeeper Pan as a guarantee, I can give you a discount of one or two for seniors. After all, the price of refining high-level magic weapons is not low."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "Fellow Daoist Cheng is quite well informed, so I'll take my leave first."

Cheng Xianmo smiled and said: "If I want to establish a foothold in Renzhou, I naturally have to pay more attention to the movements of the Haoran Sect. Senior, walk slowly..."

Cheng Xianmo wanted to send Chen Yuan out of Baibao Pavilion in person, but Chen Yuan declined. He did not want to attract too much attention to avoid attracting the attention of Elder Gu.

After leaving Baibao Pavilion, Chen Yuan went straight to Sifang Pavilion, revealed his identity and cultivated his skills, and wanted to visit the layman Qingliu.

The person in charge of Sifang Pavilion is still the middle-aged monk who is in the early stage of forming pills.

He still remembered Chen Yuan, and when he saw that Chen Yuan had given birth to a baby, he was extremely respectful and immediately sent people back to the mountain gate to inform him.

Jiang Yu was also in Sifang Pavilion and wanted to salute Chen Yuan, but Chen Yuan secretly sent a message to stop him and did not reveal that he knew him.

Chen Yuan forced Yan Tongchun to death and took two top-quality spiritual materials and spiritual herbs and pills from Elder Gu. Elder Gu must have hated him to the core.

If Jiang Yu had close contact with him, he might suffer revenge from Elder Gu.

Even if Elder Gu is not someone who is bound to retaliate for his anger, Yan Tongchun still has senior brothers, disciples, disciples, and grandchildren, all of whom Jiang Yu cannot provoke.

Chen Yuan waited in the Sifang Pavilion for about half an hour. One of Qingliu's disciples who was in the middle stage of alchemy formation came to the Sifang Pavilion with the foundation-building monk who returned to the mountain gate and asked Chen Yuan to go to Mingliu Lake to meet with Qingliu.

Chen Yuan followed this disciple and entered the gate of Haoran Sect. He came to the island in the center of Mingliu Lake and saw the layman Qingliu who was fishing on the shore.

Layman Qingliu put down the fishing rod and scroll in his hand, waved the disciple away, and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Chen has gone and returned, but what's the important matter?"

Chen Yuan briefly explained Cheng Xianmo's recommendation to him to compete for Wanling Pavilion to refine the magic weapon, and finally said: "I wonder how much Daoist Qingliu knows about Wanling Pavilion, and what's its reputation?"

Qingliu layman nodded slightly: "Cheng Xianmo and Wu Shan have a very close personal relationship, I have heard about it in the past."

"What he said is true. Wanling Pavilion is powerful and skilled in weapon refining. There are branches all over ten states. Although it is not as good as the ten major sects, it can rank first among the large sects in Jiuxianzhou."

"Although our sect has no business relationship with Wanling Pavilion, Wanling Pavilion's weapon refining heritage is extensive and profound, and its reputation is outstanding."

"Fellow Taoist can rest assured to go to Wanling Pavilion to refine magic weapons. If there is a shortage of spiritual materials, you can also buy them from Wanling Pavilion. However, it will cost a lot, so you must prepare in advance."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "With these words from fellow Taoist, I feel relieved."

The two chatted for a while. Chen Yuan asked about the situation in Jingzhou, and layman Qingliu introduced it in detail.

It was not until dusk that he stood up to say goodbye. Under the guidance of Qingliu lay disciples, he left the mountain gate of Haoran Sect and returned to Chongde City.

He did not go to Cheng Xianmo immediately to avoid appearing too eager.

In the next three days, he bought many classics recording the situation in Jingzhou and Wanling Pavilion from a shop specializing in jade slips in Chongdefang City, and read them carefully.

Three days later, he went to Baibao Pavilion again and asked Cheng Xianmo to lead him to see Shopkeeper Pan.

Shopkeeper Pan is a middle-aged Confucian scholar with a slim appearance and a gentle and elegant appearance.

After being introduced by Cheng Xianmo, the two of them took their seats respectively and exchanged a few words.

During the conversation, Shopkeeper Pan gave people a feeling of spring breeze, which made people feel close to him.

About a quarter of an hour later, Chen Yuan finally got to the point: "I would like to ask your pavilion to refine a high-level magic weapon, but I have never been to Jingzhou before. Can you please give me some advice, Taoist Master Pan?"

Shopkeeper Pan smiled and said: "This is easy to talk about. Pan has a close personal relationship with our junior brother Qin Lian. Although he has only been married for a few decades, he has already refined three high-level magic weapons without missing a single one. Perfect."

"Fellow Daoist Chen only needs to prepare spiritual materials and spiritual stones and go there with Pan's token. Junior Brother Qin will naturally take action to refine the magic weapon for fellow daoist."

After that, he took out an ancient jade pendant, with a cluster of spiritual fire engraved on one side and the word "Pan" engraved on the other. He raised his hand to make a secret and injected a trace of true energy into the jade pendant.

Then he handed the jade pendant to Chen Yuan and said: "Fellow Taoist only needs to give this jade pendant to Junior Brother Qin, and he will naturally know the whole story and refine the magic weapon for fellow Taoist."

Chen Yuan took the jade pendant, cupped his fists and bowed: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Pan."

The two of them chatted for a while, and then Chen Yuan handed over his hands and said, "I'll take my leave first. Fellow Daoist Pan should also know that there is some misunderstanding between me and Elder Gu of the Haoran Sect."

"I ask you to refine the magic weapon, but I hope that my fellow Taoist will not reveal it."

Shopkeeper Pan said sternly: "Fellow Taoist, don't worry, this pavilion will never disclose the affairs of our guests. Pan will definitely keep his mouth shut."

Chen Yuan smiled, declined Cheng Xianmo's farewell, stood up and left.

He was still doubtful about the credibility of Wanling Pavilion.

But Qingliu said that Wanling Pavilion and Haoran Sect had no business dealings, and Shopkeeper Pan had no friendship with Elder Gu, so there was no reason not to leak this matter.

After leaving Baibao Pavilion, Chen Yuan did not return to the cave, but quietly left Chongde City.

Three days later, he returned to his cave on the edge of Fengyuan Mountain Range.

Eight years later, the formation left by Chen Yuan was still running. The spiritual energy here was thin, there were no monsters or cultivators, and everything in the cave was the same as before.

He spread his consciousness and swept through Li Qingshan's cave, which was also intact, but he did not see Li Qingshan.

The consciousness continued to expand, covering the county, and Chen Yuan saw Li Dalong and his wife and Qinglan.

They had all grown a lot older, but because they had taken the elixir, their bodies were strong, and their old age was not very obvious, but there was still no sign of Li Qingshan.

Chen Yuan pondered for a moment, took out a sound transmission talisman, put it to his lips, moved his lips, and then raised his hand and threw it. The sound transmission talisman turned into a stream of light and flew into Li Qingshan's cave.

With a roll of light, Chen Yuan flew into the sky and flew to the west.

He left a few words in the sound transmission talisman, saying that he would travel far and wide, and told Li Qingshan to practice diligently and not to slack off. If there was anything, he could go to Chongde City to find Qingliu Jushi.

He wanted to leave a low-level magic weapon and some high-quality spirit stones for Li Qingshan.

But he changed his mind and thought that Li Qingshan was a sword cultivator. He needed to go through life and death to temper a clear sword heart. It was not appropriate to support him too much, so he gave up the idea.

Li Qingshan already had a pill of Huanzhen Dan, and Chen Yuan gave him thirty high-quality spirit stones, which were enough to support him to practice to the stage of forming a pill. The next road could only be walked by himself.

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Jiuxianzhou is divided into thirteen states. Except for Nanzhou, which is the world of the demon race, the other twelve states all have human cultivators. The ten states of Heng, Jiang, Tan, Xi, Ning, Yue, Ren, Yi, Wei, and Li all have ten major sects.

Only Hanzhou and Jingzhou do not have ten major sects. The reason is very simple. These two states do not have giant spiritual veins and cannot support a giant sect.

Hanzhou is barren and is a wild land second only to Nanzhou.

But Jingzhou is richer than Jiuxianzhou.

The land of more than 200,000 miles is the smallest among the thirteen states, but it has six large spiritual veins, a total of six large sects, nearly forty medium-sized spiritual veins, and more than thirty medium-sized sects and immortal cultivation families, more than any other state.

In addition, Jingzhou has countless small spiritual veins, spiritual stone veins, and spiritual material veins everywhere, and even the concentration of spiritual energy is richer than that of other states.

Such a rich place, but without a giant sect, will naturally attract the attention of the ten major sects.

But Jingzhou is located in the center of Jiuxianzhou. Except for Hanzhou, Nanzhou, and Weizhou, it borders the other nine states.

And the ten major sects are unwilling to see other sects swallow Jingzhou. Under the mutual constraints, no sect can control Jingzhou.

Of course, this is also because the Jingzhou sect itself is not weak. Although there are no giant sects, there are many great cultivators. If the six large sects join forces, the ten major sects will also fall behind.

However, there are many fights between these six large sects, and the ten major sects are secretly infiltrating. The scattered cultivators of various states also yearn for the prosperity of Jingzhou and gather here.

Over time, Jingzhou has become the most chaotic place in Jiuxianzhou, with various sects, many scattered cultivators, and robbery cultivators everywhere.

One day, in the eastern part of Jingzhou, hundreds of miles east of the Wanling Mountains, three cultivators, one in front and two behind, flew through the sky.

The two sides were more than a hundred feet apart. The man in front was still young, looking only about twenty years old, with a cultivation base in the middle stage of foundation building.

He was standing on a gray flying boat, his face was livid, the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, and he looked very anxious.

The leader behind him was a big man in the late stage of foundation building, standing on a green gourd.

Behind him followed a boy in the middle stage of foundation building, with a yellow flying boat under his feet, and a fierce face. It was obvious that he was not a good person.

Suddenly, the young cultivator who was fleeing in front trembled all over, and his speed dropped sharply, and the distance between him and the two behind him was shortened by more than thirty feet.

The boy laughed and said, "Daoyou has been poisoned by Han's heart-drilling Gu, and you can't fly away. Hand over your storage bag obediently, and my two brothers can still save your life!"

He had a childish face, a pair of bright big eyes, and a childish and soft voice, but his face was ferocious and his tone was fierce, which made people shudder.

The big man said loudly: "Daoyou, rest assured. We only seek wealth, not killing people. If you take out the storage bag, we will stop immediately and never break our promise!"

The boy advised again: "Daoyou, don't be stubborn. If you don't take the antidote within two quarters of an hour, you will die of poison and even the gods can't save you..."

But no matter how they persuaded, the young cultivator ignored them, frantically urged his true essence, and ran for his life.

He looked young, but he had been in the world of immortal cultivation for more than a hundred years. He had also encountered robbery cultivators and knew that the words of robbery cultivators must not be believed, otherwise there would be only one way to die.

It's a pity that he was careful all his life, but he was careless for a moment and was exposed in the Wanling Market. He was spotted by these two robbery cultivators and had been chased for more than 200 miles. He was poisoned and his life was at stake.

But as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would not give up.

But at this moment, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, the true energy in his meridians dissipated, his whole body trembled, and his speed dropped sharply, leaving only 40 feet away from the two people behind him.

The young monk was horrified and hurriedly increased his speed, but he had reached his limit and could no longer distance himself.

The two tribulation cultivators behind him were about to succeed, and they couldn't help but feel overjoyed. The boy laughed sharply: "Boy, take your life... Uh-huh!"

Before he finished speaking, two golden streams of light fell from the sky and pierced into the hearts of him and the big man!

The eyes of the two robbery cultivators popped out, their vitality was gone, and their bodies fell down.

The young monk's consciousness has been shrouding the two of them. Seeing this scene, he was so stunned that he forgot to escape for a moment.

After flying more than a hundred feet, he reacted, turned around and flew towards the two people, catching their bodies, flying boat and gourd.

Only then did he see clearly that what was piercing their hearts were two golden thorns about a foot long.

The young monk's pupils shrank. These two golden thorns were very familiar. He was practicing metallic skills. This was the high-level magic golden thorn technique that he was very good at before establishing his foundation.

But even if he uses the Golden Thorn Technique now, the golden thorns condensed are only three inches long.

These two golden thorns are actually about a foot long, and after killing people, the golden light is still dazzling and condensed. What kind of cultivation must the person who performs this technique have?

He suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky. The sky was high, the sun was bright, the white clouds were long, quiet and peaceful.

"I don't know which senior came to the rescue. Junior Che Ling, I'm very grateful!" the young monk shouted loudly.

He waited for a while, but no one responded. He could only bow deeply to the sky three times, and then took the storage bags and flying escapement instruments of the two tribulation cultivators into his hands.

He rummaged carefully in the boy's storage bag, found a jade bottle, hurriedly poured out a scarlet pill, swallowed it, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

After putting away the jade bottle and storage bag, the young monk released two fireballs, burning the two bodies to ashes, and then fled away in a flying boat.

Thirty miles away, Chen Yuan flew thousands of feet into the air and withdrew his spiritual consciousness from the young monk.

Nine days ago, after leaving a transmission note for Li Qingshan, he rushed to Jingzhou and flew away all the way.

Three days ago, he finally entered Jingzhou. Including this young monk, he had already rescued four monks who were being chased by Jie Xiu.

layman Qingliu once told him that Jingzhou's robbery cultivators were extremely rampant, but in just three days, he encountered four groups of robbery cultivators, which was somewhat beyond Chen Yuan's expectations.

In addition to the robbery cultivators, there are also two small sects fighting over the spirit mines, and two immortal cultivating families in a mountain range are fighting...

Along the way, Chen Yuan saw only chaos. There seemed to be no pure place in Jingzhou.

But after rescuing the young monk, Chen Yuan never encountered Jie Xiu again, and there was no monk fighting.

As he flew forward, other monks began to appear below, and the escaping light became increasingly dense.

Chen Yuan easily surpassed these monks and flew more than three hundred miles to a mountain range.

Looking around, the mountains are endless and majestic. Chen Yuan can't see the end of the mountains even if he lets go of his consciousness.

A huge city no less than Chongde City stands majestically in the mountains, surrounding a 3,000-foot majestic peak that encompasses several peaks within a hundred miles.

But unlike Chongde City, this city has no walls or gates, but there is an obvious layer of light blue formation that covers the entire city.

This is where the gate of Wanling Pavilion is located, and where Wanlingfang City is located, the most prosperous place in Jingzhou.

There is no robbery cultivator within three hundred miles of Wanlingfang City.

Chen Yuan slowed down his escape speed and came to a passage. There were already monks queuing up, and a young foundation-building monk was handing out tokens to them.

There are dozens of passages scattered on the formation screen, about ten feet in size, like white spots scattered on the light blue formation screen.

Most of the passages are unobstructed, and monks can fly in directly. Only in front of a few passages are monks lined up, waiting for the foundation-building monks to issue tokens.

There are several passages on the ground, which should be for the passage of Qi Refining monks. Each passage is built at the foot of a mountain. The monks are constantly coming and going. The monks entering Fang City form several long queues.

There were less than ten people in front of Chen Yuan, and the young monk was not slow in handing out the tokens. It was his turn soon.

With a sense of arrogance on his face, the young monk looked Chen Yuan up and down and said: "One token and twenty middle-grade spiritual stones. From now on, fellow Taoists can freely enter and leave Wanlingfang City..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yuan revealed his energy in the middle stage of pill formation.

The pressure of the Danjie monk dispersed, and the young monk was caught off guard, his face turned pale, and he subconsciously stepped back a few feet.

The people queuing up behind Chen Yuan were all Foundation Establishment monks. When they saw this, they all retreated, showing awe on their faces, and they all saluted him with clasped fists.

Chen Yuan restrained his energy, and the arrogance on the young monk's face disappeared without a trace. He quickly clasped his fists and bowed: "Senior is a pill-forming monk. He can enter and exit Wanlingfang City freely without paying any spiritual stones..."

As he spoke, he took out a jade token from his storage bag, bowed slightly, presented it to Chen Yuan with both hands, and said respectfully: "Senior, please keep this token. From now on, senior can keep it in Wanlingfang City." "Unobstructed."

Chen Yuan nodded, put away the token, and flew into the passage.

The young monk breathed a sigh of relief, and when he handed out tokens to the foundation-building monks behind him, there was no trace of arrogance on his face.

Flight escape is prohibited on Wanling Peak, so Chen Yuan came to the foot of this three thousand-foot sky-high peak and lowered his escape light.

Looking around, the mountain road is extremely wide, slightly sloping, spiraling upwards, and bustling with people.

Countless buildings are lined up in rows, spiraling up the mountain road, straight into the clouds and mist, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

As soon as Chen Yuan landed, several Qi-refining monks came up to him, clasped their fists and saluted, asking Chen Yuan if he needed a guide.

Unlike the guides in other markets, these Qi-refining monks were at least in the middle stage of Qi-refining, and two of them were even at the sixth level of weapon refining.

Their asking price was not low, and they asked for ten low-grade spirit stones.

Jingzhou was rich, and it was easier for monks to improve their cultivation. Spirit stones were less valuable here than in other states.

Chen Yuan naturally didn't care about these spirit stones. He randomly chose a young monk with the lowest cultivation and said lightly: "Take me to Wanling Pavilion."

Upon hearing this, the young monk's eyes flashed with a hint of depression, but his attitude was still very respectful: "Yes, senior, please follow me."

Chen Yuan stepped out and followed the young monk to the mountain.

Wanling Pavilion was different from other sects. It built a market directly in the mountain gate, and at least half of the shops in the market were opened by Wanling Pavilion's weapon refiners.

Ninety percent of them are outer disciples of Wanling Pavilion, who have not yet established their foundations. They have mastered the simplest weapon refining techniques and can only refine magic weapons.

The inherited skills of Wanling Pavilion are extremely special and closely related to weapon refining techniques. They need to continuously refine magic weapons and spiritual weapons to improve their cultivation.

When these outer disciples refine a spiritual weapon and become weapon refining masters, they have the possibility of building their foundations and are automatically promoted to inner disciples.

When inner disciples refine a magic weapon and become weapon refining masters, they have the opportunity to form a golden elixir.

When a Jindan cultivator refines a high-level magic weapon and becomes a weapon refining grandmaster, he has the opportunity to form an infant.

The weapon refining inheritance of Wanling Pavilion is extremely brilliant, and the disciples are good at refining weapons for others.

Over time, Wanling Market has become more and more prosperous, even surpassing the markets established by several of the top ten sects.

However, a sect cannot have only weapon refiners. Wanling Pavilion also has disciples who practice normal skills, such as Cheng Xianmo, Pei Song, and Shopkeeper Pan.

Moreover, because the core skills of Wanling Pavilion are too difficult to practice, there are more disciples who practice normal skills than weapon refiners.

But everyone knows that weapon refiners are the core of Wanling Pavilion. The magic weapons and spiritual tools they refine have exchanged for countless elixirs and spiritual stones to support this large sect.

Even many cultivators believe that the strength of Wanling Pavilion is not inferior to that of the top ten sects. It is only one giant spiritual vein away from becoming the eleventh giant sect.

Chen Yuan recalled the introduction of Wanling Pavilion in the classics and Qingliu Jushi in his mind, and his eyes swept across the shops on both sides of the street.

The young cultivator respectfully introduced all the shops along the way, but his tone was a little low.

Chen Yuan knew what he was thinking. The guides in the markets of various places would cooperate with the shops in the markets. If they recruited a customer, they would get spiritual stones.

But he went straight to Wanling Pavilion, and the young cultivator could not take Chen Yuan to other shops, which inevitably made him a little depressed.

The enthusiastic young man that Chen Yuan met in Shuofeng City accompanied him to walk all over Shuofeng Market, and his enthusiasm remained unabated. In fact, he was an outlier, and young cultivators were the norm.

After walking for two quarters of an hour, the young cultivator could not help but said, "Senior, the magic weapons and spiritual tools of Wanling Pavilion are good, but the price is too expensive."

"Junior knows a few shops. Although they are not well-known, the magic weapons and spiritual tools they refine are also very good..."

However, although he persuaded Chen Yuan to change his mind, his speed did not decrease, and his attitude was as respectful as always.

Chen Yuan did not interrupt, but just listened quietly, feeling quite interesting in his heart.

The young cultivator talked for a while, and seeing that Chen Yuan did not respond, he knew that this senior was very determined, so he stopped persuading.

He quickened his pace, trying to complete this business as soon as possible, return to the foot of the mountain earlier, and wait for the next customer.

The two came all the way to a thousand feet high, at the edge of the clouds, a hall stood tall, majestic, with the three words "Wanling Pavilion" written on the plaque, ancient and grand.

Chen Yuan stopped and took out a medium-grade spirit stone from the mustard seed ring and handed it to the young monk.

The young monk was overjoyed, and the depression in his eyes disappeared. He bowed deeply: "Thank you for the reward, senior!"

Chen Yuan smiled slightly and turned to walk into the hall. (End of this chapter)