Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Cao Xianji's eyes dimmed and he whispered: "My mother has passed away for more than a hundred years."

Chen Yuan was startled. He thought that Ren Man might die at the end of his life. After all, Ren Man was just a pseudo-spiritual monk with poor qualifications, and it was difficult to form pills.

But unexpectedly, Ren Man had been dead for more than a hundred years.

"Did something unexpected happen to Fellow Daoist Ren?" Chen Yuan asked.

Cao Xianji had a look of reminiscence in his eyes and said slowly: "When Li Ju died, my mother and uncle separated and took their nephew to leave Qi State and fled to Liang State in the south. In one of the two major sects of Liang State, The Qi Chu sect settled down in Fangshi."

"But then the Demon Sect became more powerful and the six sects of Qi were defeated, and Liang was no longer safe."

"My mother took her nephew with her and traveled all the way south. It took her two years of stopping and stopping. She only stopped after arriving in Weiguo."

Speaking of this, there was a touch of warmth in his eyes: "Weiguo has always been relatively stable. My mother and nephew rented a cave in the market opened by the Jinwu Sect."

"My mother is going to hunt monsters in several dangerous places in Weiguo in exchange for spiritual stones. My nephew wanted to go with her, but my mother disagreed and let my nephew practice in peace."

"My nephew is practicing in seclusion in the cave, trying to build a foundation as soon as possible, but he didn't expect..."

Cao Xianji paused for a moment, his eyes full of regret: "A month later, my mother returned home seriously injured. My nephew asked her who did it. She only said that she met Jie Xiu and died on the spot."

Chen Yuan sighed, and Cao Xianji said word by word: "My nephew is extremely regretful. Why didn't he go with my mother? Maybe she wouldn't have died..."

"After my mother died, my nephew did not dare to leave Fangshi. He sold the spiritual weapons and magic weapons in his mother's hands and replaced them with pills. He raised his cultivation to the tenth level of Qi Refining. With the help of the Foundation Establishment Pill given by his uncle, he successfully built the foundation. ”

"After the foundation was established, my nephew went to investigate those foundation-building monks who had contact with my mother. My nephew didn't believe it. My mother has always been cautious and would encounter Jie Xiu for no reason."

"It's most likely that someone close to my mother knew that she was a foreign monk with no relatives in the Wei Kingdom, so they dared to collude with Jie Xiu, or even do it themselves."

"After some investigation, my nephew found out the clues that a female cultivator who was close to my mother colluded with Jie Xiu and harmed my mother!"

Chen Yuan nodded. Even when a mortal bandit robs a person, he knows where to step in beforehand. A monk robs wealth and kills, and is extremely cautious. He always inquires about the opponent's background and methods first, and then takes action when he is sure.

Cao Xianji was not blinded by hatred. It was very wise to improve his cultivation first and then investigate in secret.

"The female cultivator who murdered my mother was not very strong. Although my nephew had just established the foundation, he was not afraid, so he secretly planned to lure her out of the city and capture her alive."

"I used the soul-searching technique again, and I found out that the people who killed my mother were two early-stage foundation-building monks."

"The strength of these two people is not weak. My nephew is no match for me, so I will treat him in his own way. I will use the spirit stone and spiritual weapon on the female cultivator to invite an early-stage foundation-building cultivator from Jinwu Sect to join forces." , kill these two calamity cultivators to appease my mother’s spirit in heaven..."

Cao Xianji's voice was low and flat, but it revealed a deep-seated hatred.

Chen Yuan sighed: "My good nephew has successfully built the foundation. He made a plan before taking action to avenge fellow Taoist Ren. She can rest in peace even though she is under the Nine Springs."

Cao Xianji shook his head gently: "My nephew only wishes he could not die for his mother..."

Chen Yuan thought of Ren Man's soft and strong eyes, and felt quite embarrassed in his heart.

His friendship with Cao You and Ren Man is actually not very deep, but they are already one of his few friends.

Now, he has one less old friend.

Chen Yuan didn't want to arouse the regret in Cao Xianji's heart, so he changed the topic: "Since my nephew has established a foundation, why did he join the Jinwu sect again?"

Cao Xianji said: "My nephew is also very lucky. When he entered a dangerous place in Weiguo to hunt monsters, he accidentally encountered the seriously injured Elder Shen Shushen of the Jinwu Sect, and he tried his best to save him."

"Elder Shen made an exception and made an exception to accept my nephew as his disciple. He treated him as his own son and cultivated him carefully. My nephew did not dare to relax. Five years ago, he finally succeeded in forming the elixir."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "This is a good story about master and apprentice."

Cao Xianji said seriously: "Master treats my nephew with great kindness. Of course, my nephew cannot let down Master's trust."

"My uncle is so kind that my nephew dare not forget it. After establishing the foundation, my nephew immediately moved to the Lingyun Sect to visit my uncle."

Chen Yuan was a little surprised: "My nephew is interested."

Cao Xianji smiled bitterly and said: "My nephew has been paying attention to the news about Lingyun Sect since he left Qi State. When he learned that the six sects of Qi State were defeated and were forced to move away from Qi State, he was very worried about my uncle's safety."

"But at that time, my nephew had not yet established the foundation, and my mother had just passed away. I was unable to do anything but immerse myself in cultivation."

"Later, my nephew succeeded in building the foundation and avenged his mother's murder, so he immediately rushed to the new location of Lingyun Sect to visit his uncle."

"But my nephew only saw Uncle Sun Congyao. He said that his uncle was missing. Fortunately, his life lantern was intact, so he had to leave."

"Twenty years later, my nephew joined the Jinwu Sect and went to the Lingyun Sect to visit his uncle, but his uncle still did not return to the sect, so the nephew had to return to Weiguo and practice with peace of mind, until today."

Cao Xianji's words brought back Chen Yuan's memories, and he asked, "Is Senior Brother Sun okay?"

Cao Xianji shook his head: "The last time my nephew went to the Lingyun Sect was more than a hundred years ago. At that time, Master Sun had not yet formed an elixir. I don't know what will happen now."

Chen Yuan nodded, a trace of memory flashing in his eyes.

He doesn't have much attachment to the Lingyun Sect, but he misses the sect quite a lot.

He was lucky to have met a master like Jin Luoheng who treated him sincerely.

Sun Congyao and Shen Danmei took good care of him, and even Lin Hao, who had only known him for a short time, was quite considerate of him.

A hundred years had passed, and I wondered how many people he would be able to see again?

…

The next day, Chen Yuan and Cao Xianji left the Wang family and headed for the Jinwu Mountains.

The Jinwu Mountains were not far from the Wang family, only more than 4,000 miles away. In less than two hours, the two of them had landed in the light of escape.

Cao Xianji led Chen Yuan to the welcoming peak of the Jinwu Sect and said apologetically: "Uncle, please wait here for a while. The head of the sect has instructed that if uncle is willing to come to the sect as a guest, he will personally welcome him."

Chen Yuan nodded. He knew what Master Tong was worried about. Since his origins were unknown, Master Tong would definitely not let him enter the gate of the Jinwu Sect rashly.

Cao Xianji arranged the largest courtyard on the welcoming peak for Chen Yuan, and then returned to the gate.

He passed through the great array of the sect and did not stop all the way to Master Tong's retreat.

This is an inconspicuous low mountain, but it is the place with the most abundant spiritual energy in the Jinwu Mountains.

Before Cao Xianji left the mountain gate, he was summoned by Master Tong. After returning, he was able to see Master Tong without any obstacles.

Cao Xianji clasped his fists and bowed: "Disciple greets Master Master."

Master Tong is about fifty years old, with gray hair on his temples, elegant appearance, three short wisps of beard under his chin, and a gentle expression.

He waved his hand: "Elder Cao, please excuse me. What about the Wang family? Is there really a Yuanying cultivator visiting the Wang family?"

Cao Xianji stood up and said: "Master, it is true, and this Yuanying cultivator is an old acquaintance of my disciple."

Tong Zhenren looked surprised: "Is it true? Tell me in detail."

Cao Xianji said: "This Yuanying cultivator is my uncle, named Chen Yuan, a cultivator of the Lingyun Sect of Qi State, and also an alchemist. He once practiced in the Huanyue Market of Guiyuan Sect..."

He told him everything he knew about Chen Yuan, many of which were told to him by Ren Man before his death, and emphasized that Chen Yuan had given him and Ren Man two foundation-building pills.

"...Uncle Chen is very powerful and loyal. It took him only two hundred years to form a Yuanying. He is extremely talented. It is beneficial for Master to be on good terms with him." Cao Xianji spoke sincerely and bowed deeply.

Tong Zhenren's expression changed. He was not interested in Chen Yuan's past experiences. Every Nascent Soul cultivator had gone through bloody storms. No matter how bizarre and rough the experiences of low-level cultivators were, they were nothing special.

But Cao Xianji said that Chen Yuan had formed a Nascent Soul at the age of 200, or even less time, to cultivate from the late foundation to the Nascent Soul, which shocked Tong Zhenren.

He looked at Cao Xianji doubtfully: "It took only more than 40 years for that Daoist Chen to cultivate from the fourth level of Qi Refining to the late stage of foundation building?"

Cao Xianji hesitated for a moment and said: "It should be true. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, my mother once said that when she and Uncle Chen first met, Uncle Chen was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining."

"Eighteen years later, Uncle Chen cultivated to the peak of the tenth level of Qi Refining and left Huanyue Market."

"Later, Uncle Chen returned to Huanyue Market. When I saw him for the first time, he was already in the middle stage of foundation building. After a few years, he broke through the bottleneck of the late stage..."

Tong Zhenren asked: "Is he really a pseudo-spiritual root cultivator?"

Cao Xianji said: "I can be sure that Uncle Chen is a pseudo-spiritual root cultivator, otherwise he would have already joined Guiyuan Sect and would not have waited until the Ascension Conference to join Lingyun Sect."

Tong Zhenren took a deep breath, and the shock in his heart increased.

Tong Zhenren had seen people who formed infants in their 200s. Only such a cultivation genius could hope to become a great cultivator.

But such geniuses are all natural spiritual root cultivators, and they need large sects to cultivate them with all their strength, so that only one can appear every few hundred years.

A pseudo spiritual root cultivator, who was born as a casual cultivator, took less than two hundred years to cultivate from the fourth level of Qi Refining to the early stage of Yuanying.

Even though he has lived for more than eight hundred years and claims to be knowledgeable, he has never heard of or seen anything like this.

How great is the opportunity for this person to make such rapid progress?

Tong Zhenren sighed in his heart, but did not have a trace of greed.

If Chen Yuan was just a Jindan cultivator, Tong Zhenren would definitely explore what secrets he had.

But he is a Yuanying cultivator, no matter what opportunity he has, it is reasonable.

Tong Zhenren now only wants to make friends with Chen Yuan, and must not offend this fellow who has the hope of becoming a great cultivator.

He immediately stood up and said in a deep voice: "Take me to see fellow Daoist Chen!"

...

Chen Yuan waited for less than half an hour on the Yingke Peak, and Tong Zhenren came here under the leadership of Cao Xianji.

After the two sat down, Cao Xianji poured them Chunming tea, stepped aside, and stood by with his hands hanging down.

Master Tong did not let him leave. With this relationship, it was easier to talk.

Chen Yuan bowed his hands and said, "Thanks to the care of Taoist Tong, my nephew Cao was able to form a golden elixir. Chen thanked you on behalf of the two old friends."

Master Tong smiled and said, "I am ashamed. I usually practice in seclusion and don't ask about external affairs. Thanks to Elder Shen's wisdom and determination, he discovered Elder Cao's rough jade."

Cao Xianji bowed slightly and clasped his fists and said, "If it weren't for the approval of the master, the master would not be able to accept me as a disciple. The disciple is always grateful for the master's kindness."

Master Tong stroked his short beard and smiled, "I just went with the flow. Elder Cao practiced hard to achieve today's achievements. You must not relax in the future."

Cao Xianji said respectfully: "I have been helped by many nobles along the way. My uncle gave me the foundation-building pill, and I have been cultivated by my master and taken care of by the head of the sect. If I rely on myself alone, I am afraid that even building the foundation is a luxury."

Tong Zhenren smiled and said: "On the road of cultivation, talent and opportunity are equally important. Elder Cao must not let these opportunities down."

Cao Xianji said seriously: "I will practice diligently and will never slack off."

Tong Zhenren encouraged him for a while, then looked at Chen Yuan and smiled: "I heard that the younger generation of the Wang family gave all the Chunming tea in their hands to you. I also have some in my hands. If you like it, I can give it all to you."

Chen Yuan shook his head slightly: "Chen is not a tea lover, but the head of the Wang family is so kind that it is hard to refuse. How can I take away someone else's love."

The two exchanged greetings for a while and drank a few cups of spiritual tea. Cao Xianji said nothing and filled the tea cups in time.

As a Jindan cultivator, he should not serve the two people.

But he called Chen Yuan his uncle, and Master Tong had done him a favor, so it would not be a disgrace to do so.

Master Tong finally asked the question he was interested in: "Fellow Daoist Chen has achieved Nascent Soul, why didn't Lingyun Sect hold a celebration banquet for the achievement of Nascent Soul?"

Chen Yuan said: "I left the sect for some reason and have not returned yet. I think the sect doesn't know that I have achieved Nascent Soul."

Master Tong was surprised and said: "For more than a hundred years, has Fellow Daoist Chen been practicing on his own?"

Chen Yuan nodded, Master Tong's face changed slightly, and he paid more attention to Chen Yuan in his heart.

Cao Xianji only said that Chen Yuan did not return to the sect more than a hundred years ago. He thought that Chen Yuan returned to Lingyun Sect later and could achieve Nascent Soul with the strong support of Lingyun Sect.

But he never returned to the sect, and he succeeded in achieving Nascent Soul by his own strength, which was completely beyond Master Tong's expectation.

Donghuazhou lacks spiritual energy. There are only nine large sects on both sides of the righteous and evil sides, and there are generally only three or four medium-sized spiritual veins in a country.

The last casual cultivator who achieved Nascent Soul was 170 years ago.

Which sect's spiritual vein would Chen Yuan use to form a fetus?

Tong Zhenren was very confused, but he didn't ask.

The two just met today, so they couldn't talk too much.

Anyway, Chen Yuan was from Lingyun Sect, not a demon cultivator, and with Cao Xianji's testimony, his origin was clean, so he could be assured of making friends.

Tong Zhenren kept silent, but Chen Yuan asked: "Chen has not returned to the sect for a long time, and I don't know the situation in Qi. Does Tong Daoyou know about it?"

Tong Zhenren shook his head: "Weiguo and Qi are far apart, and I haven't left the sect for a long time, so I don't know much about Qi."

Chen Yuan frowned and asked: "Twenty years ago, the righteous and the evil sides suddenly stopped fighting, and all the sects driven away by the demon sect moved back to their original locations. Does Tong Daoyou know the inside story?" (End of this chapter)