Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

The moment Chen Yuan turned around, two rays of lightning seemed to shoot out from his cold silver eyes, carrying a hint of thunder and lightning that left a lasting impression on both of them.

The two seemed to have returned to the moment when they formed their infants and passed the tribulation. Thunder from the sky struck their heads, going straight into their dantian and shocking their souls.

Even though it was just a look from Chen Yuan, and even though the silver light in his eyes had faded, the two were still in a trance, and a sense of fear rose uncontrollably in their hearts.

That was not a fear of Chen Yuan's strength, but a Nascent Soul cultivator's awe of the heavenly tribulation.

But how could Chen Yuan control the power of thunder that can only be brought down by heaven and earth?

The two were filled with doubt and confusion, but neither dared to ask about Chen Yuan's magical powers, as this was a taboo in the world of immortal cultivation.

Zhang Wushan looked at Chen Yuan deeply and said, "Brother Chen, you are too kind. I have only been in the infant stage for a short time and my strength is still shallow. This time, I rely on your strength to break the formation."

Ye Wendi said solemnly: "The highest level of cultivation of our sect's magical power is to break all laws with one sword, but in tens of thousands of years, there are only a few who have achieved this."

"But the power of Fellow Daoist Chen's punch is so powerful that it can turn the world upside down. It seems that he can defeat ten opponents with his own strength. I admire him."

Chen Yuan did not comment. He turned his gaze and looked at the mountain in front of him: "Now that the formation is broken, the next step is to explore this peak. However, it seems that we guessed wrong. This is not the center of the formation in the secret realm..."

Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi also turned their heads to look over, and saw colorful curtains that divided the entire mountain into layers from the top to the foot of the mountain.

These formations are sometimes covered by dark clouds, sometimes by red mist, and sometimes by quagmires. Each environment is different, and grows various exotic flowers and plants, green trees and vines.

Zhang Wushan exclaimed in surprise: "This peak is actually the location of a spiritual medicine garden. The Yuling Sect is really generous. Dozens of spiritual medicine gardens on the mountainside are all set up with formations to create the most suitable environment for the growth of spiritual herbs."

“The spiritual herbs in these spiritual medicine gardens are at least thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. In the spiritual medicine gardens covering several acres at the top of the peak, there may be three thousand-year-old spiritual herbs growing!”

It's no wonder that he lost his composure. Ye Wendi was also surprised: "To fully activate the formation of such a huge spiritual medicine garden, I wonder how much spiritual energy it will consume."

"The formation guarding this peak is also extremely tough. If the formations on the six peaks are all this strong, it seems that there is more than one large spiritual vein in this secret realm."

Although the two were true disciples of the ten major sects, they had only recently formed their infant bodies and had never seen so many thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.

On the contrary, Chen Yuan's experience is far richer than the other two. He has seen many treasures in the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain and Lingyuan Valley of Tongtian Island.

Facing the spiritual medicine garden covering the entire mountain, he was able to remain calm and even had time to think secretly, but he felt something was not right.

He frowned and spoke slowly: "The entire secret realm is under the control of the Yuling Sect. The guarding formation is extremely tight. It took the Jiuli Sect thousands of years to break through it with great difficulty."

"But just now, when the three of us joined forces to break the protective formation of this peak, it was also extremely difficult."

"Why does the Yuling Sect need to set up a large formation to protect this central location?"

Zhang Wushan explained: "Brother Chen, you don't know that the Secret Space Realm is the last trump card of a sect. It is not too important to attach great importance to it."

"In addition to the protective formation, a protective formation will also be set up in the core of the secret realm, just in case."

"The ancient secret realm is far superior to the space secret realms opened up by various sects today. It is vast and can accommodate spiritual veins, so the formations laid there are naturally more solid."

Chen Yuan suddenly understood, and his doubts were relieved: "So that's how it is. I am ignorant."

"We still need to find the center of the formation, and there are many spiritual herbs here. In order to avoid wasting time, we might as well pick the spiritual herbs separately and then distribute them."

Ye Wendi nodded slightly: "It should be so."

Zhang Wushan had no objection, and the three of them immediately descended and used their own methods to break the ban and collect the spiritual herbs.

Chen Yuan landed on the top of a mountain, outside a spiritual medicine garden covering an area of ​​more than ten acres. After hesitating for a moment, he summoned the Chongxuan Peak and threw it into the air. It grew to a size of a hundred feet in the wind and fell down with a loud bang.

Among all the spiritual medicine gardens on this peak, the one in front of you covers the largest area and is filled with light green mist. The spiritual sense cannot penetrate into it, and the situation inside cannot be seen clearly.

These formations arranged outside the spiritual medicine garden are mainly intended to lock in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and maintain the internal environment unchanged.

Although it has defensive capabilities, it cannot be said to be very strong and is far from comparable to the large formation that protects this mountain.

Chen Yuan was worried that if he used too much force, the aftermath of breaking the formation would affect the spiritual medicine in the formation, so he first used Chongxuan Peak to test the strength of the formation before making any plans.

The power of the severely damaged Chongxuan Peak is comparable to that of a mid-level magic weapon. The hundred-foot mountain smashes down on the formation curtain, like a mountain pressing down on top of one's head.

But the formation curtain only trembled slightly, and then returned to normal, easily supporting Zhongxuan Peak, as if it was supporting a light feather.

Seeing this, Chen Yuan finally felt relieved, retracted Chongxuan Peak, took out the Zixu Sword, his true energy surged out, and with a flick of his wrist, a condensed sword light as thin as a cicada's wing flew out and landed on the formation curtain.

Chen Yuan put down the Zixu Sword, and the quiet formation slowly cracked into a gap as thin as a hair, and then like a sand dam washed by the tide, it shattered with a loud bang, turned into thousands of streams of light, and dissipated into the air.

The light green mist spread out, revealing a green magical herb faintly visible inside.

Chen Yuan smiled slightly, put away the Zixu Sword, and fled away.

At this time, Ye Wendi had just selected a spiritual medicine garden on the mountainside and was about to start breaking the formation. When he saw the Zixu Sword in Chen Yuan's hand, his pupils shrank.

After Chen Yuan put away the Zixu Sword, he still stared at the top of the mountain for a long time before he summoned his flying sword, splitting it into dozens of sword lights, and slashed towards the formation curtain in front of him that covered the spiritual medicine garden.

But his mind was clearly not on this spiritual medicine garden. There was still some shock in his eyes as he murmured in a low voice: "Top-level flying sword..."

After Chen Yuan fell, the light green mist had dissipated.

This mist was originally a formation set up by the Yuling Sect, which was forcibly condensed to allow the spiritual herbs in the formation to survive and grow.

At this time, the formation was broken, and the light green mist naturally dissipated completely.

And in the center of the spiritual medicine garden, where the light green mist was originally the thickest, there grew a green spiritual herb.

Chen Yuan landed ten feet away from the green spiritual grass and looked at it carefully.

The ground was covered with an unknown yellow soil. The green spiritual herb was as clear and clean as jade, and was about one foot tall.

The stem is straight, without branches or leaves, just like a green bamboo, but much thinner.

At the top of the stem blooms a flower of the same green color, with twelve petals.

There is a drop of dew on each petal, crystal clear and transparent.

When the light green mist dissipated, a breeze blew through the spiritual medicine garden, and the green spiritual flowers swayed gently.

The twelve drops of dew also rolled back and forth on the petals, condensing but not dispersing.

Whenever the dewdrops reached the edge of the petals, they would just drop slightly and then roll back like a nimble pearl.

Chen Yuan spread out his spiritual sense and scanned the green spiritual flower, then his expression changed.

The green spiritual flower looked ordinary, but it contained an extremely huge and pure spiritual energy, far exceeding all the spiritual herbs he had seen before, including the six three thousand year old spiritual herbs he had obtained from the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain.

This should be a 5,000-year-old spiritual herb, or even the legendary 10,000-year-old spiritual herb!
Chen Yuan stared at the green spiritual flower with an expression frozen on his face. After a long while, he let out a breath.

He flipped his hand and took out a wooden box made of thousand-year-old spiritual wood, which he had obtained from someone unknown, and walked to the front of the green spiritual flower. He squatted down, as if he had returned to the days when he was a farmer in Chenjia Village when he was young. His palm inserted into the soil that was as solid as fine steel, just like inserting a piece of soft tofu.

The yellow soil around the green spiritual flower rolled over like waves. Chen Yuan raised one hand, held the green spiritual flower, and carefully pulled it out of the soil.

Of course, spiritual herbs would not be so fragile, but this green spiritual flower is at least five thousand years old, so Chen Yuan must treat it with care.

Suddenly, Chen Yuan paused, his gaze fell on the stem of the green spiritual flower, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

At the moment when the green spiritual flower left the yellow soil, he seemed to feel the stem in his hand tremble slightly.

Chen Yuan frowned slightly, spread out his spiritual sense, and probed into the body of the green spiritual flower, scanning it inch by inch, but just like before, he did not find anything unusual.

Chen Yuan stared at the green spiritual flower, pondered for a moment, and temporarily put this episode behind him and pulled it out of the soil.

Now he is in a dangerous place. There are still dozens of spiritual medicine gardens whose formations have not been broken. He also needs to find the central location of the secret realm guarding formation. There is no time to waste.

The entire spiritual flower was not damaged at all. Chen Yuan put it into a wooden box and took out the most effective spirit-sealing talisman in his hand. After hesitating for a moment, he did not stick it on the wooden box, but put them into his internal space.

Chen Yuan was in a good mood after getting such a treasure. He flew to a much smaller spiritual medicine garden nearby, took out the Zixu Sword, and continued to break the formation.

At the same time, he did not forget to spread out his spiritual sense and pay attention to the movements of Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi.

The two seemed to have telepathic connection and simultaneously gave up on the largest spiritual medicine gardens on the top of the mountain. Instead, they flew to the mountainside, each choosing a spiritual medicine garden of about an acre in size, and began to break the formation.

There are quite a few such spiritual medicine gardens, more than eighty in total, and the formations are also relatively fragile, far inferior to the one that Chen Yuan had just broken.

Chen Yuan saw with his own eyes the two people falling and escaping. They each plucked a thousand-year-old spiritual herb that was quite rare in ancient times and is now extremely precious. They put it in a wooden box and affixed a sealing talisman to it.

Then they flew to a nearby spiritual medicine garden of about an acre in size. Seeing this, Chen Yuan smiled, withdrew his spiritual sense, and concentrated on breaking the formation.

In the next three hours, Chen Yuan and the other two used their magical powers to break open all the spiritual medicine gardens that were covered by the formation curtain, took out the spiritual herbs inside, and put them away properly.

In addition, there is a large spiritual medicine garden below the mountainside. It is not covered by any formation, but is separated by a thin layer of soul-locking formation.

Dozens or even hundreds of the same kind of spiritual herbs grow together, looking no different from weeds and in a mess.

Among them, many magical herbs had withered and died, lying on the ground.

These are spiritual herbs that are eight hundred years old or less. The lower the grade, the greater the number, and the more that will die.

Spiritual herbs only contain the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but they are not nobler than ordinary plants.

Spiritual herbs also spread seeds and need the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to survive. When their lifespan is up, they will wither and die.

Just because they can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the lifespan of spiritual herbs is much longer than that of ordinary plants.

After maturity, it can survive for at least hundreds or thousands of years.

A thousand-year-old magical herb can even survive for tens of thousands of years before slowly withering.

However, due to the scarcity of spiritual herbs, they will be picked by monks to make elixirs soon after they mature, and they will not have time to wait for them to wither naturally.

But in the secret realm of the Yuling Sect, no one has set foot on this mountain for tens of thousands of years. The spiritual herbs in the spiritual medicine garden have no one to collect them, so they can only grow wildly and spread their seeds everywhere.

When the Yuling Sect first opened up the spiritual medicine garden, they never imagined that this day would come.

Under the control of the Soul Locking Formation, the spiritual energy in each spiritual medicine garden is different, but there is an upper limit.

In the outside world, spiritual herbs are extremely precious, enough to induce cultivators to fight each other. In order to survive, they must compete for the limited spiritual energy of heaven and earth and kill each other.

The fight between the spiritual herbs was quiet and peaceful, but there was also a different kind of cruelty.

They rely on their weak instincts, strive to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and grow desperately.

As long as you absorb one more point, the other spiritual herbs will absorb one less point.

The weak spiritual herbs will die, and only the strong spiritual herbs can survive.

After tens of thousands of years and countless reincarnations, spiritual herbs have occupied every corner of the spiritual medicine garden, and those that survive are all of excellent quality.

However, this only applies to low-level spiritual herbs. The requirements for thousand-year-old spiritual herbs to take root and sprout are extremely stringent.

The formation set up by the Yuling Sect can only allow the thousand-year-old spiritual grass to continue growing, but it cannot allow it to reproduce on its own.

Several thousand-year-old spiritual herbs were planted at the beginning, but now there are only a few left.

However, after tens of thousands of years, the spiritual energy contained in these thousand-year-old spiritual herbs has become extremely pure and vast.

Chen Yuan and the other two gathered together and after discussion, decided to first divide up the low-level spiritual herbs that were eight hundred years old or less.

There are a total of 3,487 low-level spiritual herbs, of which 50% are 300-year-old spiritual herbs, 30% are 500-year-old spiritual herbs, and only 20% are 800-year-old spiritual herbs.

This is because the spiritual herbs planted by the Yuling Sect in the secret realm were not ordinary items in ancient times, and the number of spiritual medicine gardens opened up was not large, with only more than 300 in total.

Otherwise, after tens of thousands of years of accumulation, at least tens of thousands of spiritual herbs could be harvested.

Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi looked at each other and bowed to Chen Yuan. "We have been on this journey, killing beasts and breaking formations. Brother Chen has contributed the most, so you should take at least 80% of the spiritual herbs. The two of us can each take 10%."

Ye Wendi nodded in agreement: "It should be so."

Chen Yuan shook his head: "I have had friendships with both of you in the past, and now we are in the same dangerous place, so we are also friends of life and death. If one of you takes 70%, what's the difference between that and keeping it all by yourself?"

Zhang Wushan said: "Brother Chen, what you said is wrong..."

"No need to say more, I will only take 50% at most, and the remaining 50% will be divided equally between the two fellow Taoists."

Chen Yuan's tone left no room for doubt. Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi hesitated for a moment, but no longer refused.

The three of them roughly divided the spiritual herbs into three portions and kept them separately.

They each took what they needed. Several rare spiritual herbs related to swordsmanship were taken away by Ye Wendi, and Chen Yuan took some for Li Qingshan, which were enough to make a few furnaces of pills.

Haoran Sect and Cangjian Palace each have their own unique pill recipes, and the spiritual herbs required for them were picked up by Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi respectively.

Chen Yuan took almost all the spiritual herbs needed to refine the Yaoyuan Pill, and took a little more of the eight hundred year old spiritual herbs, almost reaching 70%.

But Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi had no objection. As long as Chen Yuan took a fancy to the spiritual herbs, they would give them all to him.

It took nearly an hour until more than 3,000 spiritual herbs were properly distributed.

Chen Yuan raised his sleeves and flicked them. Dozens of wooden boxes without sealing talismans appeared in front of him. He looked at the two of them and said in a deep voice, "Next is the thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. I wonder how much each of you has gained?" (End of this chapter)