Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

After Mo Jingchun and Chen Yuan parted ways, he rushed back to the Lingyun Sect's mountain gate without stopping.

He did not return to Xiangguang Peak, but came to Suolong Peak, outside Yi Jin's cave, and offered a sound transmission talisman.

After a while, the stone door of the cave slowly opened, and Mo Jingchun stepped in and came to the stone hall.

Yi Jin sat at the top, and saw that Mo Jingchun's face was ruddy and his steps were vigorous. He knew that his trip was going well, and smiled:

"Brother Mo, did you successfully kill Huang Yundao this time?"

Mo Jingchun sat down on Yi Jin's left hand side and nodded slightly:

"Brother Yi guessed correctly, that Huang Yundao and three Huang family members set up a water prisoner formation in Luoyue Valley..."

He told the story of joining forces with Chen Yuan to kill Huang Yundao and five others in detail.

Yi Jin heard this and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes:

"Master Chen is good at controlling four magic weapons at once. I thought he was on par with Huang Yundao, but I never thought he had such a skill."

Mo Jingchun smiled and said:

"From what Brother Yi said, Master Chen still has a top-grade flying needle in his hand. If Huang Yundao didn't bring the three helpers, even if I didn't take action, Master Chen could kill him by himself."

Yi Jin shook his head:

"That's wrong. The flying needle magic weapon can only be used for sneak attacks, but it can't withstand long-term battles. After all, Master Chen lacks a top-grade main attack magic weapon in his hand. If he fights against Huang Yundao, even if he uses four magic weapons at the same time, he can only defeat him at most, but he can't stay."

Yi Jin said it very confidently, but Mo Jingchun recalled the subtle confrontation between him and Chen Yuan after killing five people.

At that time, Chen Yuan looked calm and his eyes were sharp, and he must have something to rely on.

But this was just his guess, and it was not easy to refute Yi Jin, so he just smiled and changed the subject:

"This time, Brother Yi hid behind the scenes, allowing me to join forces with Junior Brother Chen, and our friendship deepened. I got rid of Huang Yundao and got a talisman. It can be said that I achieved three goals in one go. The trip to Dongxu Mountain is more likely."

Yi Jin smiled and said:

"If I help, Huang Yundao will naturally not dare to ambush and kill him, but you will not be able to get this talisman. After this incident, he has a deeper hatred with the Huang family, and he owes you a favor. It is natural to introduce him to my casual cultivation lineage."

...

Under the night, the Falling Moon Valley was filled with insects chirping, and it was quiet and peaceful.

Suddenly, a gray light swept into the valley and landed.

The light disappeared, and a figure appeared, it was Huang Anhe.

He looked at the bare and charred ground exposed in a large piece of grass in front of him, and his face was gloomy.

Before Huang Yundao left the mountain gate, he told Huang Anhe that he was going to ambush Chen Yuan in Luoyue Valley, and he also brought three Huang family members with him to set up a formation.

He was very relieved to see Huang Yundao act cautiously.

With his careful planning and the help of a high-level formation, he should be safe.

But after a night, Huang Yundao had not returned yet. Huang Anhe felt uneasy and escaped from the mountain gate to investigate the situation in Luoyue Valley.

Seeing such obvious signs of fighting, he knew that Huang Yundao must have met with an accident.

The ambush was over long ago. If Huang Yundao succeeded, he would definitely return to the mountain gate and hand over Chen Yuan's head to him.

Since he has not returned yet, the ambush was naturally unsuccessful, and Huang Yundao was in danger.

Huang Anhe was silent for a long time, and suddenly he used the escape light and went to the mountain gate of Lingyun Sect.

"Chen Yuan, I swear to kill you!"

...

The next day, Chen Yuan did not stop all the way and finally arrived at Lingyun Market.

Like Huanyue Market, Lingyun Market was shrouded in thick clouds and fog, locking the spiritual energy and preventing mortals from disturbing it.

Chen Yuan used the Sky Eye Technique to easily find the path and enter the market.

Lingyun Market was larger than Huanyue Market. Lingyun Mountains were located in the northernmost part of Qi State. There was no other market within a radius of 2,000 miles. Almost all the scattered cultivators in the vicinity gathered here.

Chen Yuan walked around the market, looking back and forth, and finally saw the sign of "Baoguang Pavilion".

This was a two-story building with an open front door. There were several cultivators inside, selecting magic tools, and it was quite popular.

Chen Yuan stepped in, but no one came to greet him.

After a while, a young female cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining sent off a guest and came up to Chen Yuan. She bowed to him and apologized:

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time. What kind of magic weapon do you want to buy?"

Chen Yuan returned the greeting and did not look down on her because of her low cultivation level. He said:

"I'm here to look for someone. May I ask if you are here, Brother Nie Ming?"

The female cultivator thought that Chen Yuan was a cultivator who came here to ask Nie Ming to refine a weapon because of his reputation. She looked embarrassed:

"Master Nie is busy refining weapons and has no time to take care of other things. If you want to refine a magic weapon, I can introduce you to Master Li. How about that?"

In the market, a refiner who can refine a top-grade magic weapon can be called a master.

Chen Yuan thought for a moment and asked:

"I would like to ask Master Nie to refine a top-grade magic weapon. How many spirit stones do I need?"

Hearing this, the female cultivator became more certain of her thoughts and said:

"Master Nie has already set a rule to refine only top-grade magic weapons. I am afraid that he cannot refine a magic weapon for you. You can find other masters..."

Chen Yuan smiled, took out the bronze plate given to him by Mo Jingchun, and handed it to the female cultivator:

"Please give this to Master Nie and say that an old friend is visiting and ask him to see you."

When the female cultivator saw the bronze plate, her expression immediately became respectful:

"It turns out that you are Master Nie's old friend. Please wait a moment, I will be back soon."

After that, she turned and walked upstairs.

Chen Yuan looked at the graceful back of the female cultivator and smiled.

Although Mo Jingchun said that Nie Ming could repair the magic weapon for him, the power of the fixed light mirror was extraordinary and it was among the best magic weapons. It was beyond the power of ordinary weapon refiners to repair it.

Chen Yuan did some testing and was relieved when he learned that Nie Ming could refine the best magic weapons.

After a while, the female cultivator quickly returned to the first floor and saluted Chen Yuan:

"Master Nie invites me, fellow Taoist, please come with me."

Chen Yuan nodded with a smile and followed the female cultivator to a room on the second floor.

Sitting in the room was a monk in his thirties, wearing a scarf and smiling.

But when he saw Chen Yuan, he frowned and said to the female cultivator:

"Go and do your business."

"yes."

The female cultivator respectfully agreed and exited the room.

The thirty-year-old monk stood up and slightly cupped his hands:

"I have probably never seen this fellow Taoist, so why does he have Nie's bronze medal?"

Chen Yuan returned the salute and said with a smile:

"My Lord, Chen Yuan, this bronze medal was given by Senior Brother Mo Jingchun."

Nie Ming was shocked:

"It turns out that fellow Taoist is a disciple of the Lingyun Sect. Please sit down."

Chen Yuan smiled and sat down opposite Nie Ming.

After he left Luoyue Valley, he put away the Lingyun Sect's standard robes and changed into an ordinary green shirt, so Nie Ming did not recognize his identity.

As soon as Nie Ming raised his hand, the purple and gold teapot on the table flew up, slowly came to Chen Yuan, and poured out a cup of spiritual tea.

"This Yuwu tea contains some spiritual energy. Although it is not as good as the noble spiritual tea, it is still considered a treasure in Lingyunfang City. Fellow Daoist Chen can taste it."

Chen Yuan took a sip from the white jade tea cup and praised:

“Good tea!”

He put down the tea cup, looked straight, and said:

"Chen came here this time to ask fellow Taoist Nie to repair a magic weapon for me. I wonder how many spiritual stones are needed?"

Nie Ming smiled and said:

"Since Fellow Daoist Chen came here with a bronze medal and did not need spiritual stones, Mr. Nie will also repair the magic weapon for Fellow Taoist to repay the favor he owed to Fellow Daoist Mo in the past. I also asked Fellow Daoist Chen to take out the magic weapon for a look. If it can be repaired, Nie You should do your best.”

Chen Yuan nodded and did not refuse. He touched his storage bag, took out the fixing mirror and put it on the table:

"Fellow Taoist, please take a look."

Nie Ming frowned when he saw the deep cracks on the fixing mirror. He picked up the fixing mirror, looked through it, raised his head and asked:

"Can Nie inject magic power into the mirror?"

"Fellow Taoist, please do as you please."

Nie Ming pinched the magic weapon with his hand, injected a trace of light cyan magic power into the fixed light mirror, closed his eyes for a moment, opened his eyes, and said:

"The damage to this mirror is not too great and can be repaired. However, the realm-type magic weapon is a strange magic weapon. It takes longer to repair than an ordinary magic weapon. It needs to be carefully maintained in a furnace for five months. Fellow Taoist, you can Wait patiently for a while.”

Chen Yuan felt relieved:

"Fellow Daoist Nie, you can go ahead and do whatever you want, but Chen can afford to wait."

"In addition, fellow Taoist Chen needs to bear the materials needed to repair the magical artifact. Is it possible for fellow Taoist to accept it?"

Chen Yuan said without hesitation:

"That's right. How many spiritual stones are needed to repair this mirror?"

"Three hundred spiritual stones are enough."

Chen Yuan immediately took out three hundred spirit stones from the storage bag and handed them to Nie Ming.

Nie Ming put away the fixing mirror and spirit stone:

"Nie will start repairing the magic weapon now. Five months later, Taoist friend will come to Baoguang Pavilion again and take away the mirror. Nie guarantees that by then, the mirror will be intact as before and its power will be fully restored."

Chen Yuan cupped his hands and said:

"Thank you for your trouble, Fellow Taoist Nie. Chen has one more thing. I would like to ask fellow Taoist: Are there any relatively secretive trade fairs held in Lingyunfang City recently?"

Nie Ming smiled and said:

"Young Daoist Chen must have asked the right person. Nie has a bit of a bad reputation in Lingyunfang City. The people in charge of several trade fairs have asked Nie for magic weapons. Half a month later, there happened to be a trade fair. …”

He informed Chen Yuan in detail of the times and addresses of several trade fairs.

After Chen Yuan thanked him, he stood up to say goodbye and left Baoguang Pavilion.

It would take five months to repair the fixed mirror. During this period, he would naturally not leave Lingyunfang City.

He killed Huang Yundao, and his hatred with the Huang family deepened. If he returned to the sect, he would never come out easily again.

He walked around Fangshi for a while and saw a three-story building with the words "Lingyun Pavilion" written on the plaque, and walked straight in.

Sitting in the pavilion was a monk who was about fifty years old. He had a short beard and was wearing the standard robe of a Qi refining disciple of the Lingyun Sect. He had a tenth level of Qi refining.

Seeing Chen Yuan walk in, he just raised his head and said calmly:

"Who are you? What brings you to Lingyun Pavilion?"

Chen Yuan touched his storage bag, took out the identity jade tag of a Lingyun Sect disciple, and said:

"This senior brother, I want to stay in Fangshi for a while, so I came here to register."

When the short-bearded monk saw Chen Yuan's identity jade plaque, a smile immediately appeared on his face and he stood up to greet him:

"Junior brother, wait a moment, I will register you right now."