Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

This process was due to his possession of a second Nascent Soul and the controllability of the Soul-Crying Beast itself, otherwise even a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage would be unable to do so.

Without these conditions, we would not dare to rashly carry out such a complex spiritual infusion.

After a period of operation, the black-robed "Yanyun" who had originally had a dazed look in his eyes gradually regained his clarity, with a gleam of wisdom in his eyes, as if he had instantly comprehended a lot of profound knowledge.

As Yan Yun's gestures closed and summoned, the second Yuanying slowly flew out of the Soul-Crying Beast's body. The spiritual light surrounding its body seemed dim, and it had obviously suffered considerable damage.

Afterwards, the Nascent Soul flashed back into Yan Yun's body and disappeared.

Yan Yun asked again: "Do you understand my previous question now?"

The Soul-Crying Beast blinked, thought for a moment and answered:

"While I'm mimicking my master's humanoid form, I'm also mastering other transformation abilities."

Although the crying soul has mastered a lot of knowledge and skills, it is still as innocent as a newborn baby and will not speak insincerely.

Because it had been personally raised by Yan Yun for a long time, apart from the initial instinctive resistance, it developed a deep awe of Yan Yun after gaining spirituality and showed a high degree of obedience.

This emotional background is one of the important reasons why Tihun was able to change into the appearance of Yanyun during the evolution process.

With the help of the weak connection established by the Minghun Pearl, Yan Yun was able to sense the emotional fluctuations of the crying soul.

Therefore, with a smile on his face, he turned the Minghunzhu into a wisp of black smoke and inhaled it into his mouth, completing the storage.

"Let me see the art of transformation?"

Out of curiosity, Yan Yun decided to first explore the transformation skills mastered by Tihun.

As Yan Yun nodded, a crisp cry was heard, and then he quickly tore off the black robe he was wearing.

It revealed a body covered with thick, stiff hair, and its size increased rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant ape that was two meters tall with shiny black hair.

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously a little surprised.

This is the so-called "transformation" skill, which is actually the true form of the weeping soul before it was fully transformed!
Just when Yan Yun was feeling a little disappointed, the giant ape suddenly snorted, and a cold breath suddenly blew around him, and countless inky black lightning emerged from the void.

Immediately afterwards, the giant ape expanded and grew again, showing even more shocking power.

As the hair on the surface of the body gradually turned crimson, three curved sharp horns slowly appeared on the top of the head, and a slight bulge appeared between the eyebrows, which then cracked to reveal a blood-red strange eye.

The facial features also changed accordingly, the face became elongated and the fangs were exposed. Its image was strikingly similar to the evil ghost pattern painted on the back of the legendary Soul-Crying Beast, but even more ferocious.

It is so huge that it is sixty or seventy feet tall and almost completely fills the stone chamber.

What is particularly eye-catching is that behind the weeping soul, three black bone spikes as long as ten feet appeared out of thin air, surrounded by black air and emitting a strong and cold aura.

This does not match the evil ghost pattern in the memory, but it is somehow related to the ability of a ghost king of the god level that was swallowed before.

Just as Yan Yun was deep in thought, the crying soul that had transformed into a ghost suddenly shook its body, turned into a dark cloud again, and instantly shrank into a black little monkey.

It swiftly jumped to the empty cocoon nearby, quickly tore it apart and devoured it.

Seeing this scene, Yan Yun was stunned at first, then he smiled.

Soon, the entire huge cocoon shell was swallowed by the little monkey.

After a full meal, it let out a happy cry and jumped onto Yanyun's shoulder, showing an extremely intimate attitude.

Yan Yun gently stroked the Ti Hun’s soft head, then smiled and put it into the spirit beast ring.

After finishing all this, he turned to the nearby insect room to observe the gold-eating insect swarm.

His eyes flickered as he stared at these giant insects that were half a foot long. Suddenly, he raised his hand, and a green light flashed in his hand, and a small emerald green bottle appeared in his hand.

He stared at the vial for a long time, gently running his fingers over its surface, lost in thought.

In fact, the effectiveness of this mysterious vial has increased significantly since entering the spirit world.

It originally takes seven days to produce one drop of spiritual fluid, but in the spiritual world it only takes three days.

The most surprising thing is that the strange phenomenon that originally appeared when the spiritual liquid was formed at night has become extremely weak in the spiritual world, with only a faint white light. Unless you get close to within several feet and observe carefully, it is difficult to detect the abnormality.

Even if someone happened to see it, they would only think it was a low-level magical weapon.

This change was discovered when Yan Yun was recovering his magic power and starting to ripen the elixir again.

Obviously, this is closely related to the existence of seven moons above the spiritual world and the concentration of spiritual energy far exceeding that of the human world.

For Yanyun, this change is undoubtedly extremely beneficial.

It not only greatly shortens the time required to ripen the elixir, but also significantly improves the safety and concealment of the entire process.

This meant that he could use the vial quietly without being noticed even when he was out and about.

After a brief contemplation, Yan Yun carefully put away the small bottle, and at the same time put the gold-eating insect and the leopard-scaled beast into the storage bracelet, then turned and walked out of the cave.

In view of the possible risks in the spiritual land and the covetousness of the outside world, he would never leave any important items in the cave.

A moment later, a stunning green rainbow shot out from the colorful miasma and quickly fled towards Tianyuan City.

A few days later, the light passed over the city wall that was dozens of feet high and entered the urban area of ​​Tianyuan City.

This time, Yan Yun was already quite familiar with the route, and soon arrived in front of the giant green tower where he was teleported that day.

At this time, there were not many monks entering and leaving the giant tower, and Yan Yun walked in calmly.

Following Zhao Wugui's instructions, Yan Yun did not rush to the reporting location, but first went to a place called "Tianjia Hall" in the tower to receive a set of "Qingming Armor".

He had personally witnessed the powerful power of this set of armor when the man named Weng wore it, so he put it on without hesitation and went straight to where Team C was.

After some inquiries, Yan Yun learned the exact location of Team 56 of Team C.

He then quickly moved forward along the upward passage, passed through several floors of buildings, and finally stopped in front of a seemingly ordinary palace door.

The words "Bing Wu Shi Liu" are engraved above the palace door, which looks simple and solemn.

Facing the ban on the palace door that was flickering with a faint light, Yan Yun took out a green jade pendant from his sleeve without changing his expression. With a slight shake, a green cloud gushed out, instantly disintegrating the protective aura on the door.

Then he easily pushed open the door of the palace and walked in.

Entering the hall, what comes into view is the spacious space and several rows of neatly arranged tables and chairs.

In addition, there is a passage on each side extending into the unknown, which seems to hide more secrets.

At this time, there were two monks in black armor sitting on adjacent chairs in the hall, talking in low voices. They both showed surprised expressions when they saw someone coming in.

Yan Yun glanced at the two and found that one of them was the person who had led him to Feiling Palace before - the blue-eyed man named Zhuo. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly at the wonder of fate. After recognizing Yan Yun's identity, the man was surprised at first, but then he realized his identity, hurriedly stood up and saluted Yan Yun respectfully.

"It turns out that it is Senior Yan who has come. Are you the new captain of our team?" The big man responded quickly and asked.

"That's right. Yan has been appointed as the captain of the 56th team. I hope for your support in the future." Yan Yun responded with a smile and casually threw the jade pendant in his hand, which symbolized his identity, to the big man.

The blue-eyed man took the jade pendant, examined it carefully, and then solemnly handed it back to Yan Yun.

"Zhuo Chong of the fifty-sixth team, greetings to the captain!"

Another thin middle-aged man also stepped forward to greet and show respect.

Yan Yun motioned for the two to stand up, looked around and asked, "Are you the only two here?"

"Reporting to the senior, except for Taoist Master Ma and Fairy Xu who have not yet arrived, the other Taoist friends are all practicing in the quiet room. The two of us are waiting here because we are waiting for the superiors to instruct us on the next stage of the inspection area. Do we need to notify them to come out?"

The blue-eyed man answered.

Yan Yun had just arrived in Tianyuan City and was still in the stage of exploring the surrounding environment.

Just as he was seeking to learn about the team's situation, the blue-eyed man readily agreed and gave a detailed introduction to the team members and daily patrol tasks.

While they were talking, a golden light suddenly shot in from outside the temple door and pointed directly at the three people.

Seeing this, Zhuo Chong and Dong Guofeng only exchanged glances without making any move. Yan Yun casually reached out his hand and the golden light immediately turned into a small golden sword that fell into his palm. On the sword was a light red jade slip.

Before Yan Yun could examine the jade slip carefully, the palace door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, accompanied by a gentle male voice:

"Haha, it seems that I didn't miss the golden sword's message... Hey, who is this?"

A Taoist priest with a handsome face and elegant temperament stepped into the hall. When his eyes fell on Yan Yun, who was wearing the Qingming Armor, he was slightly stunned, as if he was a little surprised at Yan Yun's identity.

"Fellow Daoist Ma, please allow me to introduce you. This is our new captain, Senior Yan." Zhuo Chong quickly greeted the Taoist priest and briefly explained Yan Yun's identity.

Although a flash of surprise flashed across the Taoist's face, he quickly regained his composure and bowed respectfully to Yan Yun: "Senior Yan, I am here to see you."

"Fellow Daoist Ma, there's no need to be so polite."

Yan Yun smiled slightly, his eyes stayed on the Taoist for a moment, and said approvingly,

"Fellow Daoist has already cultivated to the realm of late Nascent Soul stage, and is only one step away from the realm of Spiritualization. This is truly cause for celebration."

Senior Yan's eyes were sharp, but this last step made me suffer for hundreds of years. I don't know if I can realize my dream in this life. The Taoist smiled bitterly, looking a little helpless.

Yan Yun smiled calmly and said nothing more.

He raised his hand and took the red jade slip from the golden sword, then immersed his spiritual consciousness in it and examined it carefully.

The other three stood quietly by and waited. After a moment, Yan Yun withdrew his consciousness and slowly uttered a place name:
"Flouri Swamp."

"What? Why is it this place?!"

The blue-eyed man couldn't help but speak out when he heard the name. The Taoist priest and Dong Guofeng also changed their expressions.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this place?" Yan Yun frowned slightly and asked calmly.

"More than a problem! This is where those alien spies often appear. Every year, many of our comrades die here. It is indeed an extremely dangerous area."

The blue-eyed man said with a gloomy face.

"We are the only team patrolling this area?"

Yan Yun was slightly surprised, but then a gleam of light flashed in his eyes and he continued to ask.

The Fuli Swamp is so vast that even if a monk uses his light to travel around it, it would take more than half a month. Four patrol teams are usually responsible for patrolling this area.

Hearing this, Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and said indifferently: "Since this matter is not undertaken by our team alone, there is no need to complain, just act carefully."

Dong Guofeng sighed slightly and added with a look of fear:

"Senior Yan, you may not know that two years ago, the captain of the twelfth team, Senior Xuan Guang, was unfortunately ambushed by the Shadow Clan in the Fuli Swamp and eventually died."

"Two other fellow practitioners also died with him. Senior Xuan Guang was already in the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm at that time."

"Even a cultivator in the middle stage of the Spiritualization Stage has to suffer such a disaster!"

When Yan Yun heard this, his expression changed slightly, and a ripple began to form in his heart.

At this moment, steady footsteps were heard from both sides of the passage, followed by several figures walking out slowly.

There were five men and one woman, two of whom were old with calm expressions, and a pair of monks who looked like a middle-aged couple stood side by side.

There was also a young man who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, and a burly man with a ruddy face.

These people were obviously other team members who were meditating in the quiet room. They knew somehow that the golden sword's letter had arrived, so they stood up and walked out.

In a quiet place of cultivation, everyone looked surprised when they first saw Yan Yun.

However, after the blue-eyed man gave a brief introduction, everyone finally understood and came forward to pay their respects.

Yan Yun returned the greeting in a friendly manner.

After he secretly used his divine sense to scan the area, his gaze lingered for a moment on the young man who called himself Ying.

This young man has the same cultivation level as the Taoist priest named Ma and the blue-eyed man, and both of them have reached the state of great perfection in the late Nascent Soul stage.

However, the two old men who looked like Taoist immortals had the weakest cultivation among the crowd.

When they learned that the next inspection area was the "Fuli Swamp", everyone's faces instantly turned extremely ugly. Seeing this, Yan Yun said calmly:
"Since we have been assigned to this area, we cannot change the orders of our superiors. We must be extra careful in the next few years. We will set off tomorrow, so you should make some preparations early."

After saying this, Yan Yun said nothing more. He walked straight into the passage, found an empty quiet room, and never showed up again.

Yan Yun's nonchalant behavior made everyone present look at each other in surprise, and finally they all cast their eyes on the blue-eyed man.

"Brother Zhuo, have you mentioned the dangers of the Fuli Swamp to Senior Yan?" The young man surnamed Ying couldn't help but ask.

The blue-eyed man sighed and said, "Of course I did. But Senior Yan didn't seem to have heard much."

The woman in the couple also said helplessly:

"Even if we did, so what? The order was issued directly by the Elders Council. How dare we disobey it?"

Taoist Ma twirled his beard and said:

"Of course I won't disobey orders. But at least we need to let the senior know the dangers and be more cautious. If we really encounter a powerful alien race, at least the Qingming Guards can deal with mortals independently." (End of this chapter)