Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Chen Yuan was startled, then he raised his hands and thanked him: "Thank you, Senior Brother Wang, for speaking kindly to me in front of Commander Zhang."

He knew that if he killed Ningbi, the reward for his good deeds would definitely increase a lot, but he didn't expect it to increase so much.

However, Wang Ran did not take any credit and said with a smile: "I am just stating the truth. The main reason is that Junior Brother Chen is very powerful and killed a late-stage foundation-building demon cultivator to receive so many good deeds."

He picked up the mission talisman placed aside and injected a trace of true energy into it. The talisman slowly turned from red to cyan.

After doing this, Wang Ran raised his head and said to Chen Yuan: "Junior brother, please take out the jade token of identity, and I will transfer the good deeds to you."

Chen Yuan touched the storage bag, took out the identity jade tag, and raised his hand to send it over.

Wang Ran caught the identity jade plaque, took out a jade plaque with the word "good deeds" engraved on it, transferred the twelve thousand good deeds, and then returned it to Chen Yuan.

"This woman's head and body, as well as these red pills and red beads, need to be presented to Commander Zhang for inspection, so I will keep them."

Chen Yuan nodded and said: "When I go downstairs later, I will hand this woman's body to my senior brother."

Wang Ran smiled and said: "This is not urgent. Wang has one more thing and wants to ask Junior Brother Chen for help."

Chen Yuan understood: "Senior Brother Wang wants to refine elixirs?"

Wang Ran nodded and said, "Yes, I have two batches of Qing Ning Dan and one batch of Nan Guang Dan's spiritual herbs in my hand. Junior brother, do you have time to refine elixirs these days?"

Chen Yuan pondered for a moment: "I just returned to the sect today, and I still have some trivial matters to deal with. If senior brother is not in a hurry, you can give me the spiritual herbs first. After half a year, I will give the fifteen elixirs to senior brother."

The smile on Wang Ran's face became even stronger, and he immediately agreed and handed over the spiritual herbs for the three furnaces of elixirs to Chen Yuan.

Other alchemists can refine pills very quickly, but their success rate is only 40%, which is far inferior to Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan put the three furnaces of spiritual grass into his storage bag and stood up to leave. Wang Ran personally sent him out of the small building.

When he went down to the first floor, Chen Yuan took out Ningbi's body, placed it on the ground, and handed it to Wang Ran.

After parting with Wang Ran, Chen Yuan took up the Escape Light and flew towards Yunyin Peak.

Due to the remote location of Yunyin Peak, he lowered his escape light in front of the cave a little less than half an hour later.

The formation restrictions in the cave were intact. Chen Yuan took out his identity token, opened the restrictions, and walked in.

There was a transmission note hanging in the living room. Chen Yuan raised his hand to call it and listened attentively. It turned out that it was Sun Congyao who returned to the sect more than 20 days ago and wrote a special letter to tell him.

Chen Yuan was overjoyed and immediately sent a transmission note to Sun Congyao, saying that he would visit him tomorrow.

It's a pity that neither Shen Danmei nor Mo Jingchun wrote back to him. They probably haven't returned to the clan yet and can only meet again in the future.

Chen Yuan came to the training room, took out the mustard seed ring from his arms, and with a thought, took out all the items in it.

The next moment, golden flying swords, purple bells, Qingxuan spirit-cleansing flowers, soul-nurturing trees and many other treasures were suspended in front of Chen Yuan. The spiritual light in the training room was brilliant, illuminating the dim stone room like daylight.

Chen Yuan looked at these treasures and couldn't help but smile.

The mustard ring was a rarer treasure than a magic weapon. He did not dare to show it to others, so he could only hide it. Usually he still used the storage bag given by Shi Yong.

Fortunately, Liu Fan and Yu Qing were both foundation-building monks. When choosing the treasures left by Master Qingyou, they gave priority to things they could use. Although the mustard seed ring was good, it was a bit useless, so they left it until the end.

Chen Yuan put the empty mustard seed ring aside, picked up the golden flying sword, and examined it carefully.

For the past six days, he had been running around day and night, and he had not had time to inspect these treasures.

The flying sword is one foot long, and its whole body is shining with golden light, just like the gold in the world. A lifelike four-clawed real dragon is engraved on the sword, which is very sharp.

Chen Yuan carefully spread out his consciousness and penetrated it, ready to withdraw at any time.

The magic weapon will always leave the owner's spiritual consciousness restriction. Qingyou Zhenren's spiritual consciousness restriction in the mustard seed ring has still retained its powerful power after thousands of years, and even Liu Fan cannot break it.

This flying sword has been stored in a mustard seed ring for thousands of years, and its inspiration will not be damaged, nor will the restriction of spiritual consciousness be damaged.

Chen Yuan must act carefully to avoid backlash from the restriction of his divine consciousness and damage to his soul.

But after he extremely cautiously inserted his spiritual consciousness into the flying sword, he was surprised to find that there was indeed a spiritual consciousness restriction in this flying sword, but it was extremely fragile.

He tried it and broke through the restriction of his consciousness very easily, leaving his mark of his consciousness in the flying sword.

Next, you only need to use the true essence to sacrifice the flying sword once, and then warm it up for a while, and then you can use this flying sword to defend the enemy in the fight.

Chen Yuan was puzzled, why didn't Master Qingyou leave any spiritual restriction in the flying sword?

However, when his mind was turning, he did not forget to inject true energy and sacrifice the flying sword.

The golden flying sword slowly bloomed with light, and Chen Yuan continued to inject true energy into it. In just a few breaths, 30% of the true energy in his body was consumed.

The golden flying sword was like a bottomless black hole, continuously devouring Chen Yuan's true energy, seemingly without end.

Twenty breaths later, Chen Yuan only had 20% of his true energy left in his body, but he was still far away from refining the golden flying sword.

In desperation, he could only stop, and the light emitted by the golden flying sword dimmed again.

The cultivation level in the middle stage of foundation building is too low, and it can't even be used to refine the magic weapon, let alone use it against the enemy.

Chen Yuan laughed at himself and ran his fingers over the golden flying sword: "It is completely golden and has a four-clawed real dragon carved on it. Let's call it the Golden Dragon Sword..."

He put the golden dragon sword aside, picked up the purple bell, and penetrated it with his spiritual consciousness.

Like the Golden Dragon Sword, the spiritual consciousness restriction in the purple bell was also extremely fragile, and Chen Yuan easily broke through it, leaving his own spiritual consciousness mark.

This time, he did not overestimate his ability to refine the magic weapon, but just looked at it carefully.

The purple bell is seven inches high and has a mouth of about three inches. There is a copper pill in the cavity. The bell is engraved with wind and cloud patterns, which is very similar to the bells used by mortal Taoist priests when setting up altars.

Chen Yuan tried to shake the bell, but the copper pill remained motionless and no sound came out.

"Since it is carved with wind and cloud patterns, it is called wind and cloud bell."

Chen Yuan put the Fengyun Bell and the Golden Dragon Sword into the mustard seed ring, raised his hand and took the soul-nurturing wood into his hand.

The two magic weapons are of no use for the time being, but the soul-nurturing wood can be used now.

He only needs to place the soul-nurturing wood within three feet of his body every other month and practice for a quarter of an hour to absorb the spiritual energy and strengthen his consciousness without any side effects.

The only pity is that there is only half a piece of soul-nourishing wood, so the effect is greatly weakened.

According to the records in the Spiritual Grass Illustrated Book, the spirituality in a piece of soul-nurturing wood can enhance a monk's consciousness by one-third within ten years.

This half piece of soul-nurturing wood cannot be maintained for ten years. At most, his consciousness will be enhanced by one-fifth on the existing basis.

But Chen Yuan is quite satisfied with this. His spiritual consciousness is far superior to that of monks of the same level. After being dispersed, it can cover an area of ​​three hundred and seventy feet around him. It is slightly stronger than the monks in the later stage of foundation building. If it is strengthened, One-fifth is more than sixty feet, and the effect is far superior to that of ordinary mid-stage foundation-building monks.

Chen Yuan smiled slightly, immediately closed his eyes and meditated, activating his spiritual consciousness and absorbing the spirituality in the soul-nourishing tree.

A quarter of an hour later, he slowly opened his eyes, diffused his consciousness, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and murmured: "The effect of this soul-nourishing wood seems to be worse than expected..."

The coverage area of ​​his consciousness only expanded by three feet, far less than the ten feet he imagined.

"Is it because this half piece of soul-nurturing wood is incomplete, its spirituality is greatly damaged, and its effect has become worse?"

Chen Yuan frowned slightly and looked at the soul-nurturing tree hanging in front of him, feeling quite puzzled.

He spread his consciousness and scanned the soul-nurturing wood inch by inch, and then his expression calmed down a little.

Compared with the Qingxuan Soul-Cleaning Flower, the spirituality in this half piece of soul-nurturing wood does appear to be weaker, giving people a feeling of being half-dead.

Usually, the spirituality in high-grade spiritual materials is much richer than that in the Millennium Spiritual Grass. Even if only half of the Soul-nurturing Wood is left, it should not be weaker than the Millennium Spiritual Grass.

However, one side of this half piece of soul-nurturing wood is rough and natural, and the other side is as smooth as a mirror. It should have been cut off from the middle, and it is normal for spiritual loss.

Chen Yuan shook his head with some regret and put the soul-nurturing wood into the mustard seed ring.

Then, he put three Qingxuan spirit-washing flowers and seventeen eight-hundred-year-old spirit grass into wooden boxes and put them into mustard rings.

The remaining thirty-four five-hundred-year-old grasses were divided into two piles by Chen Yuan. One pile of twenty-nine plants was also placed in the mustard ring.

There were only five spiritual herbs in the other pile, so Chen Yuan put them into five white jade boxes and put them in the storage bag.

These five five-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs were specially selected by him. Among the thirty-four spiritual herbs, they were relatively common and of slightly lower value.

Chen Yuan planned to dedicate these five spiritual grasses to Jin Luoheng to repay his teacher's kindness.

Jin Luoheng took good care of him, gave him spiritual weapons and elixirs, and gave him guidance on cultivation. It was obvious that he sincerely accepted him as his disciple.

Now that Chen Yuan has obtained dozens of rare spiritual herbs, he will naturally not forget Jin Luoheng.

Moreover, as a master, Jin Luoheng would definitely not accept the spiritual grass from his disciples in vain, and would definitely give him some treasures. Chen Yuan was going to ask for some three-hundred-year-old spiritual grass.

He does not lack the five-hundred-year-old spiritual grass in his hand, but he lacks the three-hundred-year-old spiritual grass for alchemy.

The three-hundred-year-old spirit grass in Lingyun Sect is always in short supply and has been reserved early. Chen Yuan is from the casual cultivator lineage. Even if he has no shortage of good deeds, it is difficult to obtain it from the Alchemy Pavilion.

But for Jin Luoheng, this is just a small thing.

Originally, Chen Yuan wanted to donate ten 5-hundred-year-old grasses and ask him for 300-year-old grasses to make elixirs.

After all, although the five-hundred-year-old spiritual grass is precious, it cannot be refined into elixirs and improve cultivation.

But when the space magic weapon collapses, it will affect the monks within a radius of thousands of miles, and it will definitely spread throughout the world of immortal cultivation in the country.

If Chen Yuan takes out too many five-hundred-year-old spirit grass, Jin Luoheng may connect him with this matter.

The five spiritual grasses were not so conspicuous, and Chen Yuan had already thought of his words so as not to make Jin Luoheng suspicious.

Moreover, he had previously killed two foundation-building demon cultivators outside Huanyuefang City, and killed Ningbi and Zhuang Ji in Dingzhou. He obtained a lot of spiritual herbs and made up a furnace of Yuliang Pill and two furnaces of Aiki. Dan, a furnace of Zengyuan Dan, a furnace of Nanguang Dan's spiritual herbs.

Even if he only gave away five five-hundred-year-old grass, the three-hundred-year-old grass in exchange would be enough for Chen Yuan.