Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

In the Patriarch's Hall, Xie Chaohong sat cross-legged on a cushion, with a sword box on his knees and his eyes slightly closed.

Behind him was the jade statue of Ziyang Zhenren, the founder of Ziyang Sect. He had a dignified face and a long beard hanging down to his chest. The hard thousand-year-old jade was carved into a Taoist robe that was so realistic that it looked fake. The sleeves were fluttering and the subtle wrinkles were clearly visible.

There was no one around Xie Chaohong. Not long after Dai Qing left, Qin Xuan and Li Haoyang also left one after another, leaving him alone in the Patriarch's Hall.

The two did not return to the cave. Qin Xuan went to the treasure pavilion to take out the cultivation resources according to Xie Chaohong's arrangement.

Li Haoyang went to quietly gather the elite disciples in the sect and be ready to evacuate along the secret passage of the mountain gate at any time.

Xie Chaohong did not think that the mountain gate would be breached, but facing a Yuanying cultivator, he was still not careless at all, and he could not treat the survival of the sect as a joke, and he had to be fully prepared.

No matter how sharp the Purple Void Sword is, it has not been out of the box for thousands of years. Xie Chaohong's confidence in front of Chen Yuan is half fake.

He hopes that the Purple Yang Sect's protective formation can stop Chen Yuan, so that he can preserve the sect's inheritance without using the Purple Void Sword, but he also has the awareness of failure.

Suddenly, Xie Chaohong opened his eyes and looked at the entrance of the hall.

When he was meditating, his consciousness had been spreading, covering the entire Purple Yang Peak.

Just now, a beam of light flew from a distance and entered the coverage of Xie Chaohong's consciousness. Through the light, Dai Qing's figure can be seen, with a solemn expression and extremely fast speed.

Xie Chaohong's eyes were solemn. Dai Qing asked to inspect the mountain gate and suddenly came to visit. Could something have happened?

But he did not get up and still sat on the futon.

At this critical moment, it is even more necessary to remain calm and not show any panic.

Soon, hurried footsteps sounded, and Dai Qing walked into the hall in a hurry.

Xie Chaohong's heart trembled, but he smiled slightly: "What's the matter, Junior Brother Dai?"

Dai Qing stopped in front of Xie Chaohong, clasped his fists and bowed, and said in a hurry: "Senior Brother Xie, when I was inspecting the mountain gate, I met a foundation-building disciple of Senior Brother Han"

"He reported to me that Senior Brother Han and Senior Brother Xiao were discussing in the cave, and wanted to escape from the sect at night to avoid the fight with Lingyun Sect."

Xie Chaohong narrowed his eyes: "Where are they now?"

Dai Qing said: "They should still be in the cave, and the nephew also accidentally heard about this matter and rushed to the ancestral hall to report to Senior Brother."

"I don't think this matter has been It is concluded that it cannot be publicized. Let him stay outside Senior Brother Han's cave to monitor and not alert others. How to deal with this matter, please let Senior Brother Xie tell you. "

Xie Chaohong stood up, holding the sword box in his hand, and strode out of the hall: "Well done, this matter should not be publicized to avoid unrest."

"Follow me to Junior Brother Han's cave. If they really want to do this, put them under house arrest in the cave first, and wait until this battle is over before dealing with them. "

Today, Chen Yuan revealed the death of Du Qing and Du Kun, and he knew that the cultivators in the sect would be unsettled, but he did not expect that there would be two Jindan cultivators who were afraid.

Ziyang Sect has only one Jindan cultivator with the surname Han and Xiao, both of whom are in the early stage of Jindan cultivation.

They can't play a big role in this battle, but they must not be allowed to leave the mountain gate. Whether they get away safely or die in the hands of Lingyun Sect cultivators, they will frustrate the morale of the cultivators in the sect.

This matter must not be tolerated. Xie Chaohong's face was cold, and there was a hint of chill in his eyes.

He and Dai Qing walked out of the Patriarch's Hall, drove the escape light, and flew to Senior Brother Han's cave.

Xie Chaohong had just left Ziyang Peak when he suddenly found that there was a cultivator blocking the way ahead.

The thick night could not block the sight of the cultivators at all, especially a cultivator in the late Jindan stage.

But this person was dressed in black, like a dark cloud, completely blending into the night.

Xie Chaohong's consciousness did not find any trace of this person at all. Just when he saw this cultivator, a pair of wide wings suddenly spread out behind this person. The black feathers were darker than the night, and they overlapped closely.

The figure of the cultivator suddenly disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he appeared in front of Xie Chaohong. An equally dark palm had already inserted into Xie Chaohong's Dantian and grasped his golden elixir.

Xie Chaohong finally saw the face of this person clearly, a familiar face.

But he could no longer speak, and his eyes quickly became scattered until they solidified into unwillingness.

Chen Yuan retracted his right hand, gently pinched it, and crushed Xie Chaohong's golden elixir into pieces, turning it into golden dots of light, disappearing into the night, like scattered fireflies.

When he grabbed Xie Chaohong's golden elixir, he had quietly injected a trace of true essence, crushing his soul.

The late Jindan cultivator who was in charge of Ziyang Sect died silently outside the ancestral hall.

His body fell down, Chen Yuan stretched out his left hand, grabbed one of his arms, and held the sword box with the other hand. The black blade covering his arm had been retracted, and the black wings behind him had also folded up.

The escape robe was intact. The wings were not illusory, but attached to Chen Yuan's back. However, the spatial force contained in Kunpeng's true blood allowed it to appear in the world without destroying the escape robe.

Dai Qing watched all this and stayed there, his eyes a little dazed.

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He has lived two lives and has seen a lot. He has also seen more than one Yuanying cultivator. There are not many things that can shock him so much.

But now he is very suspicious of what he just saw. Chen Yuan actually performed the teleportation technique, which only the great cultivator can master.

Dai Qing finally understood how Chen Yuan sneaked into, no, entered the mountain gate of Ziyang Sect.

Ziyang Sect's protective formation is excellent. After more than 30 generations of sect masters' continuous reinforcement over the past ten thousand years, it is enough to withstand the siege of at least five or six Nascent Soul cultivators.

But Ziyang Sect is only a medium-sized sect after all, and Qi State has never had a great cultivator. The protective formation is completely unable to restrict the teleportation technique.

Chen Yuan can come and go freely. As long as he wants, he can enter the mountain gate of Ziyang Sect in broad daylight and kill people.

Under Dai Qing's gaze, Chen Yuan put the Zixu Sword into his body space, took off the mustard ring on Xie Chaohong's wrist, and collected the body.

He turned around and said lightly: "Where is the person in charge of the protective formation?"

Dai Qing came back to his senses, lowered his head slightly, avoided Chen Yuan's gaze, and whispered: "The array of the protective formation is controlled by three formation masters of our sect. Senior, please follow me."

His voice became much more respectful unconsciously.

"Lead the way."

Dai Qing did not dare to delay, identified the direction, turned his body, and flew to a mountain peak.

Chen Yuan followed behind him, with a flash of light on his body, and the black robes turned snow-white again.

He still preferred to wear white clothes.

In order to ambush and kill Xie Chaohong without any mistakes, he restrained his breath, changed his clothes, and succeeded in one move, leaving him no chance to use the Purple Void Sword.

But other Ziyang Sect cultivators were not worth his fear. (End of this chapter)