Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

"Brother Yue, Brother Liu, the mine has been cleared. A total of 17 Guiyuan Sect foundation-building monks were killed, and only three escaped. All the spiritual stones produced are here!"

In the Lingming Mountains, there are several peaks that are shrouded in white miasma all year round, which is extremely mysterious, but today it has disappeared, revealing a scene like hell on earth.

The mountain is full of collapsed pavilions and towers, with flames everywhere and black smoke billowing, covering the sky and the sun. The surroundings are full of "crackling" sounds when sparks fly, and from time to time there are loud noises of beams and columns collapsing. The air is filled with the strange fragrance produced by the burning of various precious woods.

The ground is filled with dozens of corpses, some of them are dry, like mummies who have died for many years, and some have their eyes closed, with a smile on their faces, and their expressions are intoxicated... But what they have in common is that they all wear the standard robes of Guiyuan Sect. Judging from the spiritual energy left on the corpses, they were all Qi-refining monks when they were alive.

Below the halfway point of the mountain, there are large areas of ordinary houses, densely packed and connected, as if they were not affected.

But in these houses, mortals fell to the ground one by one, without any wounds on their bodies, but their facial features were distorted and deformed, as if they had suffered great pain before death.

At the top of the most majestic mountain, more than a dozen demon cultivators gathered here.

Several of them had holes cut by sharp blades on their originally neat robes, or half of their sleeves were burned.

There were also two demon cultivators, whose left arms and right legs were broken respectively, and their faces were pale, as if they were seriously injured and in a miserable state.

But Yue Zishan, the short and fat old man, and the tall and thin cultivator, the three late-stage foundation-building cultivators, were unscathed. The beautiful female cultivator looked a little pale and listless, but she was fine.

One of the three mid-stage foundation-building cultivators who followed the short and fat old man died, and the other two were only slightly injured.

On the ground beside the crowd, there were nine corpses of demon cultivators, and above the corpses, dozens of storage bags were suspended in the air.

They successfully broke through the weakly defended spiritual stone vein, but they also paid a painful price. Nine demon cultivators died, two demon cultivators were seriously injured, and other demon cultivators were more or less seriously injured.

The formation inheritance of Guiyuan Sect was extremely exquisite. A large high-level spiritual formation was laid in the spiritual stone vein, which had a strong defensive ability. Yue Zishan and the short and fat old man took out the treasures to break the formation one after another, and then they broke the formation.

Fortunately, the foundation-building cultivators of Guiyuan Sect who were guarding the spiritual stone vein were weak. After the formation was broken, they lost their fighting spirit and fled in all directions. They were chased and killed by the demon cultivators one by one. Most of the spiritual stones were taken away. Only one cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building and two cultivators in the early stage of foundation building escaped, but they were also seriously injured.

This battle was a complete victory, and the spoils were rich. After Yue Zishan and the short and fat old man returned to the sect, the Blood Spirit Sect cultivators would definitely be rewarded with spiritual stones.

The other demon cultivators were also smiling. They had also made great efforts this time and could get a lot of spiritual stones. Moreover, nine demon cultivators died, so they could get more spiritual stones.

The tall and thin cultivator pointed at these storage bags and said something to Yue Zishan and the short and fat old man, his face full of joy.

Yue Zishan laughed loudly, turned to the short and fat old man and said: "Please ask Brother Liu to count them so that the fellow Taoists can be divided into spiritual stones, and then escape separately to avoid the pursuit of Guiyuan Sect!"

The short and fat old man nodded, walked to the front of these storage bags, raised his sleeves, and a short hill of spiritual stones appeared out of thin air on the ground, about ten feet high, flashing colorful light, dazzling people's eyes.

A group of demon cultivators looked at this mountain of spiritual stones with burning eyes and itchy hearts. They all spread their spiritual consciousness and counted them.

The short and fat old man swept his spiritual consciousness and carefully counted the number of spiritual stones. After a quarter of an hour, he said: "This is 380,000 low-grade spiritual stones. According to the agreement, each Taoist friend can get 10,000."

The eyes of the crowd became more eager. Yue Zishan and the tall and thin cultivator took out two storage bags. Yue Zishan said: "Senior Brother Liu, this is found from the three late-stage foundation-building cultivators of Guiyuan Sect. Please take a look."

The short and fat old man took the storage bag and took out another storage bag from his arms. He raised his sleeves and flicked it. A pile of spiritual stones appeared in front of him.

This pile of spiritual stones was not large, but at least the size of a thumb, with rich spiritual energy, all composed of medium-grade and high-grade spiritual stones.

The demon cultivators swept their spiritual senses over, and the short and fat old man also counted the number of spirit stones, and said in a deep voice: "There are 1,374 medium-grade spirit stones and 28 high-grade spirit stones. According to the agreement, each Taoist friend can get 40 medium-grade spirit stones, and I, Junior Brother Yue, and Junior Brother Yin will each get 100 medium-grade spirit stones and 3 high-grade spirit stones!"

Everyone was reluctant to part with him, but no one raised any objections.

This time, the protective formation of the spirit stone vein was broken, thanks to the secret treasure that the short and fat old man took out. Otherwise, even if everyone besieged for three more days and nights, they would not be able to break the formation.

And the condition for Elder Liu to give the secret treasure to break the formation was to take away most of the spirit stones, so everyone had no objection.

After the short and fat old man counted the number of spirit stones, he looked at the tall and thin cultivator and said lightly: "I will give the rest of the spirit stones to Elder Liu. Junior Brother Yin can write down the number to avoid accusing me of embezzling them."

The tall and thin cultivator laughed dryly: "Senior Brother Liu, you are joking..."

The short and fat old man snorted and divided the spirit stones on the ground into more than a dozen piles, and put them into storage bags respectively. The demon cultivators got their own share.

The remaining spirit stones were put into several exquisite storage bags by the short and fat old man and put away.

When the demon cultivators divided the spirit stones, the flames on the mountain peak spread rapidly, pouring down like a torrent, engulfing a large area of ​​ordinary houses and dyeing the entire mountain peak red.

Seeing that everyone had received their share, Yue Zishan said loudly: "Fellow Taoists, if the Guiyuan Sect's spirit stone veins are breached, they will definitely not give up. They will even send Master Jiedan to hunt us down. Without further ado, I’ll separate and evacuate later, Yue said goodbye!”

After that, he bowed to everyone, held out a flying boat, and stepped forward. The beautiful female cultivator beside him followed closely and boarded the flying boat.

"Junior Brother Yue, wait a minute!" The short and fat old man suddenly spoke, calling Yue Zishan to stop, and then said to the other demon cultivators, "Fellow Taoists, please leave first. I have something to say to Junior Brother Yue."

Hearing this, the other demon cultivators bowed their hands to the short, fat old man and Yue Zishan respectively, and then flew away in the airship through the billowing black smoke.

Only the two middle-stage foundation-building monks who followed the short, fat old man stayed.

More than a dozen rays of light exploded like fireworks, flying in all directions. In just a few breaths, they flew hundreds of feet.

Yue Zishan looked at the short, fat old man and said with a smile, "What else can Senior Brother Liu do?"

After everyone left, the short, fat old man finally showed a smile on his indifferent face: "Junior Brother Yue, Elder Liu has invited me, and please also ask Junior Brother to come with me."

Yue Zishan asked in surprise: "What does Elder Liu want to do with Yue?"

The short and fat old man smiled and said: "Junior brother Yue doesn't know that before Elder Wang died, he took great care of Elder Liu. Otherwise Elder Liu would not have let me come here with the forbidden talisman to help."

"In addition, Elder Liu learned that Junior Brother Yue has made many achievements and made several meritorious deeds in Qi State. He admires Junior Brother very much and would like to ask Junior Brother to talk about it. What do you think of Junior Brother?"

Yue Zishan hesitated for a while, then cupped his hands and said, "Elder Liu has your orders, how dare Yue disobey him."

Elder Wang was his master, and he died in a battle a year ago.

But before Elder Wang died, he had no friendship with Elder Liu, let alone any correspondence.

As soon as the short and fat old man said this, Yue Zishan knew that Elder Liu was trying to win over him.

After the death of Elder Wang, Yue Zishan and several senior brothers lost their support, and their status in the Blood Spirit Sect suddenly dropped. They had to accept the sect's mission, sneak into the territory of Qi State, and harass everywhere. The risk was extremely high. Three people had already died in the Six Sects. He himself was in danger many times at the hands of monks.

However, Elder Liu is a genius, but his training time is too short. In addition, he has the Supreme Elder Xiao Lingzi as his teacher, and his fellow disciples are all real people who have formed the pill. Therefore, after forming the pill, there is no one available except the short and fat old man. Chi.

Yue Zishan once heard someone say that Elder Liu had a female cultivator who was in the late stage of foundation building before, but she died in Qi four years ago, and the number of people under her command was even thinner.

Since the short and fat old man said the word "appreciation", Elder Liu must have wanted to win over him. And since his master died and he lost his backer, he did not object to getting closer to Elder Liu.

When the short and fat old man heard this, his smile became even stronger: "Junior Brother Yue, please, Elder Liu will be waiting in the Dangmo Desert."

After that, he took out the flying boat, stepped forward, and slowly rose into the sky.

Yue Zishan's flying boat followed closely behind. The beautiful female cultivator had been standing quietly beside him. At this time, she quickly took his arm and pressed her plump chest against it.

She is also a disciple of the Blood Spirit Sect, so when the short and fat old man was talking to Yue Zishan just now, he did not avoid her.

The two demon cultivators in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment who were slightly injured also followed in the flying boat. The four escaping lights were not far apart and flew north.

At this moment, on a low mountain hundreds of feet away from this mountain peak, a green flying boat flew up, shuttled between the mountain peaks, and quietly followed the four people.

The cyan flying boat followed the four people leisurely, and flew for dozens of miles. Suddenly it was wrapped by a phantom of a cyan phoenix, its escape speed suddenly increased, and it flew a hundred feet away in an instant, chasing after them.

When the cyan flying boat caught up to within three hundred feet, it entered the range of Yue Zishan and the short and fat old man's spiritual consciousness.

When the two men sensed the presence of the flying boat, their expressions changed. They immediately stopped, put away the flying boat, and released their blood spirits together to protect them in front of them. They looked warily at the green flying boat rushing towards them at high speed.

The escape speed of this flying boat is comparable to that of a pill-forming monk, far exceeding the speed of several people's flying boats, and it is obviously very hostile, so it can only stay to deal with the enemy.

The other two monks turned back and saw the green flying boat rushing towards them. They also stopped and released the blood spirits in their bodies.

The beautiful female cultivator and Yue Zishan were in the same boat, so they didn't need to release the blood spirit. However, seeing Yue Zishan's serious expression, she quickly let go of her hands holding him.

Dozens of blood spirits stood in front of the five people, and a strong smell of blood spread out, but the blue flying boat's escape speed did not slow down at all, and it crashed straight into them.

However, as the cyan flying boat approached, everyone could see that the person controlling the boat was only in the late stage of foundation building and was not a pill-forming monk.

"court death!"

The short and fat old man snorted coldly, raised his hand and waved, and ten blood spirits flew out and rushed towards the blue flying boat.

Others also released a few blood spirits, trying to stop the blue flying boat and dodge to the side.

The cyan flying boat arrived within ten feet in front of everyone, and then stopped, and a figure appeared.

The four of them looked intently and saw a young monk standing on the flying boat. He was wearing a long green robe, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his eyebrows were drawn into his temples. He was Chen Yuan.

After he stopped, without saying a word, he put away the airship, used the secret technique of giant spirit body, punched out several blood spirits, and at the same time forced all the remaining blood spirits back. Then he swayed and rushed towards the nearest one. A short, fat old man.

After the short and fat old man saw Chen Yuan's face clearly, his expression changed drastically: "You are... Wei Wuding!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Yuan had already rushed over. Hearing this, his eyes narrowed, but he kept moving his hands and punched out, blasting the three-headed blood spirit in front of him.

The short and fat old man hurriedly retreated, and at the same time drove more blood spirits forward to stop Chen Yuan.

But Chen Yuan was so agile that he rushed to the short and fat old man with a flash of his body, punched him, smashed him to pieces, and raised his hand to grab the short and fat old man's soul.

But when the short and fat old man died, his soul was destroyed, and Chen Yuan failed.

He frowned, took the six storage bags left by the short and fat old man, and turned around and rushed towards Yue Zishan without checking.

Yue Zishan hurriedly retreated, released all the blood spirits to stop Chen Yuan, and shouted: "What are you doing? Work together to kill this man, otherwise we will all die!"

The beautiful female cultivator looked at Chen Yuan, extremely panicked, and retreated with Yue Zishan.

It only took three breaths of time for Chen Yuan to catch up with the four people, force back the blood spirits, and then kill the short and fat old man.

The other two mid-stage foundation building cultivators stayed where they were, looking at Chen Yuan, who was eight feet tall, with bulging muscles and a bronze color, like a god descending from heaven, with faces full of horror.

A veteran cultivator in the late stage of foundation building could not even block a punch from this person, and died on the spot without any chance to fight back!

They looked at each other, suddenly summoned the flying boat, and turned to run for their lives.

Yue Zishan cursed: "How stupid! This person's escape speed is so fast, do you think you can escape?"

The two turned a deaf ear to him and just ran for their lives.

At this time, Chen Yuan blew up several blood spirits and kept approaching Yue Zishan. Because his blood spirit was destroyed, he was seriously injured and his escape speed was greatly reduced. He was about to be caught up by Chen Yuan.

His face was as gloomy as water, and suddenly he stretched out his left hand, grabbed the beautiful female cultivator beside him, and threw her out with force.

When the gorgeous female cultivator was caught by Yue Zishan, she struggled hard, but found that her body was out of control. The blood in her body suddenly boiled and she screamed and flew towards Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan frowned, dodged the gorgeous female cultivator, and rushed towards Yue Zishan again, but his speed slowed down.

Yue Zishan shouted without hesitation: "Explode!"

Ten blood spirits pounced on Chen Yuan, exploded with a bang, turned into a bloody rain, and fell on Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan raised his hands to protect himself, but the blood rain had a powerful filthy power, and it immediately pushed the magic weapon back and corroded countless wounds on his body.

But when these blood rains touched the blood flowing out of Chen Yuan's body, it was like a bucket of clear water sprinkled in a raging fire, stained with a layer of light silver, and then disappeared.

Chen Yuan was covered in blood and turned into a bloody man, but his speed did not slow down at all. He soon rushed out of the bloody rain and came to Yue Zishan.

After Yue Zishan self-destructed his blood spirit, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, staining his chest red. He was powerless to resist, and looked panicked, shouting: "Daoyou, spare my life..."

He liked to kill his opponents the most, but at the critical moment of life and death, he was more afraid of death than anyone else.

Chen Yuan ignored him and punched him to pieces.

Yue Zishan's blood spirit was destroyed one after another, and he self-destructed ten blood spirits. He was severely injured. When he died, his soul also dissipated.

Chen Yuan frowned and took Yue Zishan's storage bag into his hand.

After Yue Zishan died, the beautiful female cultivator finally regained control of her body and hurriedly stabilized her body.

Chen Yuan came to the beautiful female cultivator and grabbed her arm.

The beautiful female cultivator's face changed, but she didn't dare to move.

Chen Yuan stroked the storage bag, sacrificed the Duyun Boat, stepped forward, let go of the beautiful female cultivator, and raised his hand to pinch the seal.

The phantom of Feng Luan appeared, and Du Yunzhou's speed increased suddenly, chasing after the two escaped mid-stage foundation-building cultivators.

Yue Zishan's self-detonation of ten blood spirits failed to stop Chen Yuan's footsteps. He killed Yue Zishan in just a few breaths, and the two escaped only a few hundred feet.

After Du Yunzhou activated the power of Feng Luan, his speed was extremely fast, and he soon caught up.

The two were already scared out of their wits, like a frightened bird, and had no power to resist.

Chen Yuan summoned the Silver Gang Sword, cut one of them into two pieces, and then rushed to the other and killed him with a punch.

He raised his hand and took the souls of the two into his hands, performing the soul-searching technique to check their memories.

The beautiful female cultivator stood aside, watching Chen Yuan skillfully perform the soul-searching technique, her lips tightly pursed, and her body trembling slightly.

Thank you, Godly Father, for the reward!