Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Chen Yuan stepped into the gate of Lingguang, and saw a colorful scene in front of him. Then, he fell down rapidly as if he had stepped out of a cliff.

He had expected this situation, so he was not panicked. He gathered his mind, closed his eyes slightly, and let his body fall.

It seemed that only a moment had passed, but it also seemed that a thousand years had passed. Suddenly, he felt dizzy.

Chen Yuan was confused and his mind was dizzy. When he opened his eyes again, the colorful scene in front of him disappeared, and he had come to a mountain forest.

The forest was full of towering trees and ancient trees. It was quiet and peaceful, without a single sound.

Chen Yuan looked down and found that he was sitting on the ground with his back against a big tree.

He immediately stood up, stroked his storage bag, took out the Chixiao Sword and Dingguang Mirror, and held a golden armor talisman in his hand in case of an emergency.

After a quick glance, she saw that there was no one in her sight. She spread her consciousness and explored a little bit outside. She found that there was no human trace within 60 feet around her. There were only a few small animals foraging in the forest.

He felt relieved and stepped on the top of a big tree.

Looking up, the forest covers an area of ​​about ten miles. The west and north sides are all plains. There is a lone mountain in the east with steep peaks. There is a lake in the south, which is very large and has no edge. The lake is clear and calm.

Chen Yuan observed carefully for a while, compared it with the two maps in his mind, and knew what to do. He flew down from the top of the tree.

Although the Dongxu Mountain Secret Realm is named after the mountain, its interior is actually very large, with all kinds of landforms. It is divided into two rings, inner and outer, and surrounded by a mountain range.

The inner ring has a much thicker spiritual energy than the outer ring, and many rare spiritual herbs grow there.

But after the six sect disciples entered the secret realm, they all landed in the area in the outer ring and needed to rush to the inner ring to find spiritual herbs.

According to the map distributed by Xu Changan, the solitary mountain in the east, named Luoxing Mountain, had been searched countless times by disciples of various sects, but no spiritual herbs were found.

There was a cliff on the mountainside, named Xingluo Cliff, which was also the place where Chen Yuan and Mo Jingchun agreed to meet.

But after Chen Yuan landed, he did not go straight to Luoxing Mountain, but turned around and walked to the north.

He had already made a plan for this trip to the secret realm, and it was inconvenient for him to go with Mo Jingchun.

So he asked Mo Jingchun to wait for only one hour before he could leave on his own, and also gave him two soul-restoring pills as compensation.

Although the forest was quiet and silent, and looked peaceful, the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain was full of dangers. Chen Yuan did not dare to be careless at all. He held two golden armor talismans in his hands, ready to summon magic weapons to meet the enemy at any time.

He walked for a while, suddenly stopped, and turned to a tree.

A yellow spiritual grass stood tall, about one foot high, with three leaves, and its shape was like a sword.

Chen Yuan was surprised. This was a sword-shaped leaf of a hundred-year-old spiritual herb, which was quite rare. He did not expect that in the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain, it would grow casually on the roadside like a weed.

This was only the outer ring, where the spiritual energy was thin. How many rare spiritual herbs would there be in the inner ring?

Chen Yuan urged his magic power to pull up the sword-shaped leaf by the roots, put it into a special storage bag, and continued to walk north.

…

Under a tree five miles away from Chen Yuan, He Xin struggled to stand up from the ground, his body swaying.

After a while, he came to his senses and cursed in a low voice:

"This ghost formation is so evil..."

Then, he stroked the spiritual beast bag on his waist, and a snow-white spirit fox jumped onto his shoulder, rubbed his cheek affectionately, and made a "woohoo" sound.

He Xin smiled, took out a pill, put it in the palm of his hand, and placed it in front of the spirit fox.

The fox cried out twice, opened its mouth, bit the pill, chewed it twice, and swallowed it.

After a while, its snow-white fur glowed, its furry tail kept sweeping, its eyes narrowed, and it was obviously in a very happy mood.

He Xin stroked the storage bag again, took out a task token engraved with the word "Dan", put it on the nose of the fox, and whispered:

"Take me to find this person."

The fox sniffed the token deeply a few times, then stood up on He Xin's shoulder, probed around with its nose, raised its right front paw, pointed to the forest in the north, and made a "chi chi" sound.

He Xin took out a scimitar magic weapon, held it in his hand, and walked towards the forest in the north, with a sinister smile on his face:

"Chen Yuan, don't think about getting out alive!"

...

In the lake in the south of the forest, there is an island in the middle of the lake, and at this time, there are bursts of loud noises on the island.

Du Yu, a disciple of Ziyang Sect, is fighting with a crocodile monster.

The crocodile monster was about three feet long, half a person tall, covered with bronze scales, opened its huge mouth, full of sharp teeth, and bit Du Yu.

In front of the huge crocodile, Du Yu looked extremely small, but he was not afraid at all. He raised his hands and grabbed the crocodile monster's huge mouth.

The crocodile monster's yellow eyes showed a ferocious look, and its strength increased a bit.

The crocodile monster has been entrenched on the lake island for many years. It has eaten two human monks, and none of them can stop its huge mouth. Once it bites, it will roll over, and even gods can't save it.

Du Yu grabbed the upper and lower sides of the crocodile monster's huge mouth. The crocodile monster suddenly exerted force, trying to bite Du Yu in half.

But its huge mouth, which had been invincible in the past, did not move in Du Yu's hands.

The sharp teeth like magic weapons could not bite through Du Yu's hands.

Looking closely, Du Yu was wearing a pair of gloves as thin as cicada wings, which were extremely tough and could withstand the bite of the crocodile monster.

The crocodile monster's huge mouth was grasped by Du Yu. He was very anxious and swung his huge body flexibly, sweeping his iron tail towards Du Yu, trying to force him back.

Du Yu shouted loudly, and pulled his hands to both sides, tearing the crocodile monster's huge mouth apart!

Then he let go of the huge mouth, held the iron tail with both hands, and his muscles bulged. He suddenly exerted force, lifted the crocodile monster up, and threw it to the ground!

Bang!

A loud noise spread, and even though the crocodile monster had thick skin and flesh, it was hit by this blow, and its internal organs were shaken. It lay on the ground with its legs spread out. There was a look of fear in its yellow eyes, and it kept hissing, as if begging Du Yu for mercy.

Du Yu grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, raised his hand and clenched his fist, and hit the crocodile monster's head hard.

Bang bang bang!

After more than a dozen consecutive punches, the crocodile monster's scales were torn, red and white things were splashed, and it died on the spot.

Du Yu stopped, inserted into the crocodile monster's brain, took out a trembling crocodile brain, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

"Yes, the monsters in the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain are indeed much more delicious than those outside..."

He nodded repeatedly, showing satisfaction, and came to the crocodile monster's nest, picked up a few hundred-year-old spiritual herbs at random, and put them into the storage bag.

"The brain of that Lingyun Sect disciple must be more delicious than that of this stupid crocodile, haha..."

Du Yu grinned, stroked the storage bag, took out a flying boat, put it in the lake, stepped on it, urged his magic power, and walked to the shore.

The calm lake surface rippled, and a group of ferocious little fish with sharp teeth jumped out of the water and pounced on Du Yu.

Du Yu was not afraid at all. He stroked the storage bag, took out a long spear, and danced tightly, stabbing these ferocious little fish to death one by one.

When he came to the shore, the boat was already full of bloody fish corpses.

Du Yu smiled disdainfully, put away the flying boat, strode away, and walked away.

…

In a valley, Ren You of Tiangang Sword Sect stood opposite two Ziyang Sect disciples.

He was dressed in a white robe, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and his expression was stern. He stood with his hands behind his back and said coldly:

"Are you two going to commit suicide here, or will I do it myself?"

The two Ziyang Sect disciples offered up their defensive magic weapons, and one of them smiled and said:

"Ren Daoyou, we have not offended you, and we don't have any spiritual herbs on us. Can you please spare us a chance to live..."

"It seems that I have to do it myself."

Ren You said lightly, stroked his storage bag, took out a blue flying sword, and pointed at the two people:

"Kill!"

The two Ziyang Sect disciples changed their faces, and hurriedly activated their defensive magic weapons to protect themselves.

The blue flying sword shot at one of the tall and thin disciples, as fast as a meteor, and slashed on his protective iron shield, breaking it with one blow.

The man's figure shook, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Seeing this, another young disciple hurriedly controlled a black inkstone and smashed it at the unprepared Ren You.

Ren You remained calm and pointed:

"Split!"

The blue flying sword suddenly paused, splitting a solid blue sword shadow and slashing at the black inkstone, while the flying sword itself continued to attack the thin and tall disciple.

The young disciple changed his spell in his hand, tilted the inkstone, and splashed a piece of thick ink, trying to pollute the sword shadow.

Seeing this, Ren You shouted:

"Break!"

The blue sword shadow suddenly shone brightly, and the thick ink could not be contaminated at all, and the inkstone was cut into two pieces.

This inkstone was integrated into the blood of the young disciple, and it was refined day and night. If it was damaged, it would be damaged together, and if it was prosperous, it would be prosperous together.

The inkstone was cut by the sword shadow, and he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, his body shook, and he almost fell to the ground.

Ren You seized the opportunity, urged his magic power, and the sword shadow flashed, beheading the young disciple with a sword!

On the other side, the blue flying swords flew back and forth, and the tall and thin disciple was in a dilemma.

He saw the young disciple die, and was so scared that he turned and ran away.

Ren You smiled coldly:

"How stupid!"

He urged his magic power, and the two flying swords chased after him. After a short while, he found a flaw and stabbed him to death with one sword.

Ren You raised his hand and took back the two flying swords, and the sword shadows slowly dissipated.

He picked up the storage bags of the two people, and walked towards the valley without even looking at the bodies of the two people.

...

In a swamp, Song Qingru and Xue Lin joined forces to fight against several giant pythons and killed them one by one.

They also participated in this trip to the secret realm, and both landed in the swamp and met by chance.

After all the giant pythons were killed, Xue Lin said:

"Junior sister Song, the secret realm is extremely dangerous. Let's join hands and explore the secret realm together. We will share the spiritual herbs equally. What do you think?"

Song Qingru nodded slightly:

"Just follow what Senior Brother Xue said."

Hearing this, Xue Lin's eyes showed eagerness and he laughed:

"Junior sister, don't worry. I got a treasure from my uncle before I left. I will definitely protect you!"

Song Qingru's face was cold and he said lightly:

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Xue. I have my own ways."

Xue Lin laughed, waved his folding fan, and said no more.

The two put away the seven or eight hundred-year-old spiritual herbs guarded by the giant python and left the swamp. They were disdainful of the monster materials on the giant python.