Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

On the edge of the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Demons, somewhere in the wild sea.

In the sky, an endless circular void emerged, flashing with colorful colors.

Below the hollow, there is a hazy island shadow, hundreds of miles in size, twice the size of the largest Holy Dragon Island in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Demons.

The sea water below the island is calm and waveless, the Haiyan River is clear, and there is not even a trace of wind.

Under the surface of the sea, the sea that should have been full of life has now become silent.

There are no swimming fish, no monsters, and even the green algae and kelp that stretch into forests on the seabed are all withered and gray.

This sea seems to be dead.

Suddenly, several rays of light flew from the sky at extremely fast speeds. In less than a quarter of an hour, they covered a distance of dozens of miles and arrived under the shadow of the island.

The light disappeared, revealing the figures of three monks.

Two of them were elegant in appearance, dressed in long robes, and had a strong aura of books. At a glance, one could tell that they were well-educated Confucians, and they were Elder Gu and Yang Liqian of the Haoran Sect.

The other person was wearing a blue gown. He was about forty years old and had two strands of black hair hanging from his temples. He was clearly the Supreme Elder of Zhenhai Sect and Patriarch Yuntian.

Elder Gu and Yang Liqian each held a jade plaque, which glowed slightly with cyan brilliance. The warm and delicate touch always reminded the two of them that the huge floating island in front of them was the Jueling Island they were looking for.

Elder Gu looked up at the hazy shadow of the island and spread his consciousness, but he could not see the true face of the island clearly.

A trace of wonder flashed in Yang Liqian's eyes: "Is this the Jueling Island? As Taoist Fellow Yuntian said, it is majestic and majestic. Even the Nine Immortals Continent does not have such a grand scene."

"I really don't know what kind of all-powerful means the ancient monks had that could create such a giant floating island!"

Ancestor Yuntian smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist Yang praised me, the only thing Yu Qinghai can do is this Jueshen Island."

"Nine Immortals Continent is the holy land for cultivating Taoism. There are countless ancient ruins. The ten major sects are all inherited from the ancient sects. It is necessary to have a profound foundation."

"It is said that your sect has a connection with the great powers of the spiritual world. It is the orthodoxy passed down by the monks from the spiritual world..."

As he spoke, he looked at the two of them, but Yang Liqian smiled and said nothing. Ancestor Yuntian couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Elder Gu lowered his head, carefully looked at the Tongtian Token in his hand, and said lightly: "It's just a rumor, not entirely true... Gu actually heard that more than 10,000 years ago, not long after the Jueling Island came into being, monk Yu Qinghai wanted to Breaking through the island-protecting formation, it was counterattacked by the formation."

"A mysterious ancient monk appeared and waved his hand to summon an endless sea of ​​thunder. The Nascent Soul monk suffered heavy casualties, including the current leader of your sect."

"The Yuqinghai Immortal Realm also declined because of this, and the demon clan took advantage of the situation to counterattack. It was not until two thousand years later that the human race completely conquered the lost territory, right?"

Ancestor Yuntian narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Gu is right, this is indeed true. Who wouldn't covet such a treasured land as Jueling Island?"

"But as fellow Taoist said, after a long time, the rumors have become incomplete and untrue, and cannot be fully believed."

"The backlash of Jueling Island's formation is clearly recorded in our sect's classics, but the mysterious ancient monk is just a rumor passed down by younger generations of monks."

"If there were really ancient monks on Jueling Island still alive today, and how advanced their cultivation is, how could they sit back and watch us come in and out at will? They would have killed them all long ago."

"The entire Yuqinghai is going to be turned upside down. Even the Nine Immortals Continent, I'm afraid no one can stop it, right?"

Yang Liqian smiled: "The world has changed greatly. No matter how powerful the ancient monks were in the past, they can't use many methods now, let alone stop the power of the spiritual treasure..."

"Junior Brother Yang!" Elder Gu suddenly spoke and interrupted him, "Since Jueling Island has appeared, don't delay and enter the island now."

Yang Liqian was startled, then nodded.

Elder Gu looked at Patriarch Yuntian again: "What do you think, fellow Taoist Yuntian?"

Patriarch Yuntian secretly thought about the "great changes in the world" and "spiritual treasures" mentioned by Yang Liqian, and frowned slightly: "Juoling Island has just appeared, so we will come immediately. Elder Qingliu and Chen Yuan do not dare to make a big fuss. They should Haven’t gotten into it yet.”

"We might as well wait outside the island for a few more days and wait until the two of them show up, then kill Chen Yuan."

"Elder Qingliu has lost his help, and he will no longer be able to compete with fellow Taoist Gu for the Qingfeng Bamboo."

Elder Gu said calmly: "Fellow Taoist once said that as long as you enter within a hundred miles of the phantom of Jueling Island and activate the Heavenly Token, you can enter the island immediately."

"The phantom of Jueling Island covers such a wide area, and it is impossible for Senior Brother Qingliu and Chen Yuan not to cover up. With only the three of us setting up an ambush, it is extremely difficult to succeed."

"Moreover, both Gu and Senior Brother Qingliu are determined to get Qingfeng Bamboo. As long as they are the first to find Qingfeng Bamboo, they are not afraid that Senior Brother Qingliu and Chen Yuan will not show up."

Ancestor Yuntian frowned: "After entering Jueling Island, we have to complete the Demon Origin Trial and find the secret space where Qingfeng Bamboo is located. There are many variables."

"Chen Yuan has great strength and physical training. He has an advantage in many dangerous situations on Jueling Island."

"There is a secret realm of yellow sand among them, which is a place of extraordinary spirits. Chen Yuan once killed a Nascent Soul elder from Tianji Sect there when he was still in the middle stage of pill formation."

"As long as he escapes into the Yellow Sand Secret Realm, the three of us working together will probably not be able to defeat him."

Yang Liqian's expression changed: "Did Chen Yuan kill Yuanying monks before he had a baby?"

"Fellow Daoist Yang, don't be surprised. Chen Yuan did not act alone, but joined forces with two other alchemy monks..." Ancestor Yuntian briefly explained how Chen Yuan, Jing Shuhan, and Wang Lin teamed up to deal with Old Ghost Ji.

Yang Liqian's expression eased a little: "It turns out that the old ghost Ji was seriously injured in a sneak attack and died in Chen Yuan's hands... Demon cultivators are demon cultivators, and they treat their disciples so harshly and ruthlessly. It is reasonable for the disciples to retaliate."

Ancestor Yuntian said seriously: "Although Chen Yuan has some tricks, his strength is far beyond the cultivators of the same level. After forming a fetus, he killed Kun Tong and the cold jade lion."

"I don't know how strong the cold jade lion is, but it has fought with Kun Tong."

"At that time, I didn't have the cultivation level I have today, but I also reached the bottleneck of the middle stage, and I was just on par with Kun Tong."

"Chen Yuan had just formed a fetus, and he killed two level eight demon kings one after another. His strength should not be underestimated."

"If you let He entered Jueling Island safely, and it would be difficult to kill him again. "

Elder Gu said indifferently: "I also know a little about the concerns of Daoist Yuntian. Although the purpose of Gu's trip is Qingfeng Bamboo, Chen Yuan forced Gu's direct disciple to death, which is like killing Gu's own son, and forged a blood feud. "

"Whether or not I get Qingfeng Bamboo, I will join hands with Daoist to kill Chen Yuan and end this grudge."

Yang Liqian said coldly: "Blocking someone's path is like killing his parents. Yang and Senior Brother Gu once prevented Chen Yuan from using our sect's spiritual veins to form a baby, and the hatred with him has long been irreconcilable. This trip must cut the grass and root it out to eliminate future troubles!"

He said it decisively, but the face of the old ancestor Yuntian still showed hesitation.

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Of course he knew the grudge between the two and Chen Yuan, otherwise he would not join forces with them to deal with Chen Yuan.

But the Haoran Sect is powerful, and no matter how deep the hatred is, it is not impossible to resolve it.

He was worried that after Elder Gu got the Qingfeng Bamboo, he would not risk fighting Chen Yuan again.

But at this point, he could not disobey Elder Gu's intention, so he had to change his words and said, "I was not thoughtful enough. Let's follow what Fellow Daoist Gu said and enter the island now."

As he said that, he took out the Tongtian Order from the mustard ring and injected a wisp of true energy.

The Tongtian Order shone brightly, and a dark crack was torn in the void in front of the Yuntian Patriarch, swallowing his figure.

Elder Gu and Yang Liqian looked at each other, and also injected true energy into the Tongtian Order in their hands. A dark crack appeared in front of them, completely swallowing the two of them.

The two of them blacked out, and a slight space compression force came. When they opened their eyes again, they had arrived in front of a hall.

This extremely magnificent hall covers a vast area, more than ten acres in size, eight or nine feet high, with double eaves, slanting wings, and red pillars and yellow tiles.

Above the palace door hangs a royal blue plaque with three golden ancient characters of "Tongtian Palace" written from top to bottom, which is ancient and heavy.

In front of the palace is a red step with a copper turtle and a copper crane, and below is a three-layer white jade base surrounded by railings, flashing with a faint spiritual light.

A long stone staircase leads to the main entrance of the palace, about ten feet wide, and each step is carved with dragons, phoenixes, Ruilin, black turtles and blue phoenixes.

The two stood under the steps, here is a square of a hundred acres, the ground is covered with bluestone, and the edge of the square is shrouded in a faint mist.

Yang Liqian looked around and saw that there were already more than a dozen people standing on the bluestone square, with a very long distance between them, some sitting cross-legged, or standing with their hands behind their backs.

He spread his spiritual sense and scanned everyone. Without exception, they were all Jindan cultivators.

Maybe the three of them left too quickly, and there were no other Yuanying cultivators on the square.

All the human cultivators turned their heads and looked over. Seeing the old man Yuntian beside the two men, many of them immediately clasped their fists and saluted with a very respectful look.

Several cultivators stepped forward a few steps, bowed deeply to the old man Yuntian, and said respectfully: "Greetings to the Supreme Elder (Senior Yuntian)!"

They were either cultivators of the Zhenhai Sect or from the affiliated sects and families of the Zhenhai Sect. When they saw the old man Yuntian, they naturally had to pay their respects.

But there were also a few cultivators who quietly retreated, their faces pale.

They were either cultivators of Tianji Island or casual cultivators of the Demonic Path. Seeing the powerful people of the righteous path, they could not help but feel fear.

In addition to the human cultivators, there were many huge monsters on the square, more than 30 of them, all staying on the other side of the square, clearly separated from the human cultivators.

But in front of these ferocious monsters, there were two people standing, a charming woman and a strong man like an iron tower, both looking over here at this moment.

Yang Liqian glanced at the two of them, a trace of contempt flashed in the depths of his eyes.

On the Jiuxianzhou continent, the demon race is far inferior to the human race.

Only in the two remote places of Hanzhou and Nanzhou can the demon race survive.

Nanzhou, known as the "Demon Country", can only live in a small place under the protection of the demon cultivators of the transformation of the gods, but there are still cultivators who often sneak into it to hunt demons and take pills, looking for natural treasures.

In the eyes of the cultivators of the ten major sects, demon beasts are no different from spiritual materials.

Suddenly, the iron tower-like man spoke, and his deep voice seemed a little low: "These two Taoist friends are a little unfamiliar. I, King Ao Fang, may I ask your names?" (End of this chapter)