Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Ye Wendi said, "Daoyou, you are too serious. It is the remnant spirit of the White Ape Demon King that is causing trouble. It has nothing to do with Daoyou."

"It's a pity that the sword energy of the Azure Sword bestowed by the Sect Master was consumed in this secret realm..."

He sighed, and Chen Yuan's heart moved, and he asked: "The Bi Luo Sword you mentioned, could it be the legendary magic treasure?"

Ye Wendi nodded slightly: "Yes, this sword is the treasure of my Cangjian Palace."

A hint of curiosity flashed across Chen Yuan's eyes. "I have only heard some rumors about the Lingbao before, but I don't know whether they are true or not. I wonder what is so mysterious about this Lingbao?"

Ye Wendi frowned and said, "Ye has never seen the Azure Sword with his own eyes. I was just blessed by the Sect Master to receive a sword energy to protect my body."

"It's just a sword energy, but it can last for three hundred years. It's better than a top-level flying sword. It's Ye's trump card to save his life."

"My master once said that the reason why our sect has stood firm for tens of thousands of years and ranked among the top ten sects is because of the suppression of the Azure Sword."

Chen Yuan's expression changed slightly: "So, the ten major sects all have spiritual treasures to suppress them?"

Ye Wendi nodded: "Yes, the ten major sects all have their period of lack of successors. Without the spiritual treasures to suppress their foundation, how can they continue to be passed down in the world of immortal cultivation?"

“However, the Jiuli Sect is somewhat special. It does not have a spiritual treasure to suppress its foundation. Instead, it has a divine beast passed down by the founder of the sect to guard the mountain gate. Its strength is even greater than that of the spiritual treasure.”

Chen Yuan was secretly shocked. He had heard the name of the ancestral beast from Ye Guihong, but he had never expected that the ancestral beast actually had the strength to reach the level of a god.

He asked, "Since the Jiuli Sect has a demon cultivator at the level of a God, why have they only been entrenched in a corner of Lizhou for tens of thousands of years? Why didn't they invite that demon cultivator to come forward to fight for the secret realm this time?"

Ye Wendi hesitated for a moment and shook his head slightly: "I just happened to hear my master talk about this matter, but I don't know the specific circumstances."

"I think the ancestral beast must have many restrictions, otherwise the inheritance of the ten major sects would have been cut off. The Jiuli Sect has long dominated the world of immortal cultivation with the power of the ancestral beast."

Chen Yuan nodded slowly, but made note of this matter in his heart.

He destroyed the Jiuli Sect's long-term plan. Ye Guihong hated him so much that he even blamed him for what the middle-aged scholar did, and also set his eyes on the treasure he got from the secret realm.

This time he was stopped by the black-robed old man's distraction, he will definitely not give up, and there will probably be a fight with him in the future, so this ancestor beast must be guarded against.

Afterwards, Chen Yuan asked about the matter of Wen Di's magical treasure, but after Ye Wen Di formed his infant son, he came to Nanzhou for training and was trapped in a secret realm. He didn't know much about such secrets, and only heard Elder Yan mention it a few times during his sermons.

He only knew that the Haoran Sect's spiritual treasure was a scroll of bamboo slips, and that the Haoran Sect's Confucian and Taoist skills were all derived from the bamboo slips.

The spiritual treasure of the Weizhou Blood Flame Sect is called the "Ten Thousand Souls Karma Fire Banner", which is a spiritual treasure refined from the karmic fire of the wronged souls of millions of cultivators. When it is swung, the karmic fire burns the sky and its power is infinite.

The most mysterious spiritual treasure of Xizhou Xuanyin Sect is a piece of armor. No one knows its origin, and it doesn’t even have a name.

But when Elder Yan mentioned this treasure, he was very secretive and seemed to be extremely afraid of it.

The Zhuyan White Bone Sect's magic treasure is a white bone mirror, which can create numerous illusions when it shines, making people fall into the hell of lustful demons and sink into the sea of ​​sin.

As for the spiritual treasures used by other sects to suppress their foundation, Ye Wendi had no idea.

After all, his cultivation was still a little low, and he could not access the most core secrets of the ten major sects.

The reason why he knew about these four spiritual treasures was that Cangjian Palace had always used magic cultivation to train its disciples, and it had a deep feud with the three major demon sects.

Elder Yan then specifically reminded him not to be unprepared when he encountered the Demon Sect cultivators.

As for the spiritual treasure of the Haoran Sect, because Ningzhou and Renzhou are adjacent, Elder Yan mentioned it once inadvertently, but he was vague about it.

Chen Yuan memorized the three great demon sects' magical treasures firmly, and made up his mind to find an opportunity to find out the other sects' magical treasures from the black-robed old man in the future.

Now his cultivation is only one step away from the late Nascent Soul stage. He has deep grudges with the Jiuli, Zhengqing and Shaoxuan sects, so he must be on guard.

……

The three of them waited outside for about two hours. The Jiuli sect monks were the first to walk out of the mountain. Ye Guihong's expression was still gloomy, but much better than before.

A quarter of an hour later, three elders of the Taiming Sect broke out of the formation and handed a mustard seed ring to Wang Xuan Ge.

After reading it, Wang Xuan Ge gave some gentle encouragement, and the three of them were flattered.

Next came Mo Wuchen and the cultivator named Liu. They looked rather unhappy, and it was unclear whether it was because they had gained little or if they were just putting on an act.

The last one to fall behind was the white-haired Taoist priest. He entered the formation alone, which was time-consuming and laborious, but there was a smile on his face, as if he had gained a lot.

After Mo Wuchen and the white-haired Taoist priest left the battle, they came to Wang Xuange and each took out a dozen jade slips, claiming that they were classics left over from ancient times.

After Wang Xuange looked at them one by one, he picked out a few jade slips, copied one, and then took out a dozen top-grade spirit stones and gave them to the two of them.

Mo Wuchen and the white-haired Taoist priest both declined politely, but Wang Xuange was so determined that they stopped refusing.

Then everyone waited silently in the secret realm until the evening of the next day, when Wang Xuan Ge, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and said, "I have arrived at Xuanwu Lake. Please follow me."

Everyone was overjoyed and immediately stood up and followed him.

Ye Guihong looked back at the vast grassland beyond the towering mountains, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

The Jiuli sect planned for tens of thousands of years, but in the end, it all came to nothing.

Everyone followed Wang Xuange, and a Taiming Sect cultivator grabbed a burly man and came to the front of Wanling Peak.

After careful calculations, the cultivator surnamed Liu and Qi Hanzhou guided everyone to break the formation and return to the foot of Wanling Peak.

Using the art of lightness, they climbed up the stone steps and arrived at a three-story building in the back mountain.

This is the teleportation array that leads out of the secret realm. It looks ordinary on the outside, but inside it is a space restriction that is as large as an acre.

The teleportation array occupies a large area and can accommodate thirty monks, which is more than enough for everyone to enter the array.

Due to the support of a large spiritual vein, the teleportation array did not require the consumption of spiritual stones. After everyone entered the array, Wang Xuange raised his hand and made a gesture. A white light lit up, and everyone disappeared on the spot.

Chen Yuan's eyes blurred and when he came to his senses, he saw a vast expanse of smoke and endless blue water. His spiritual sense spread out, and he could see the scenery within a radius of 300 miles. He had already returned to Xuanwu Lake.

And just two hundred miles away, the colorful gate of spiritual light still stood between heaven and earth, but compared with before, it had become much dimmer and very unreal, almost like a mirage.

In front of the Lingguang Gate, there were more than twenty cultivators gathered. The three leading ones were reserved, but Chen Yuan recognized at a glance the black-robed old man whom he had met in the Wanzhang Sea Abyss.

On his left stood an old man in Taoist robes with white hair and a youthful face. He should be the Taoist Cangsong, the incarnation cultivator of Shaoxuan Sect.

To the right of the black-robed old man was a tall warrior wearing black armor. His aura was deep and profound, similar to the aura of the burly man after he was possessed. He must be the demon cultivator. Behind the three of them, Haoran Sect's head Yue, Qingliu Layman, and Elder Yao were all there.

Ye Wendi's master, Elder Yan, stood with three other monks with stern expressions.

The moment Chen Yuan saw the old man in black robe, the three men had already started flying towards him.

The three of them were extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, they had covered more than a hundred miles and appeared in everyone's sight.

It was not until this time that the twenty or so monks noticed the figures of Chen Yuan and his group and hurriedly followed.

Everyone was waiting there. After just a dozen breaths, three people came in front of everyone almost at the same time and stopped suddenly.

When the black iron armored soldier saw the burly man tied up by blue ropes, a cold light flashed in his eyes hidden behind the black iron double-horned helmet, and then an invisible sharp blade seemed to pass by, and the two blue ropes suddenly broke.

The burly man broke free from his restraints and was about to speak, but when he met the eyes of the black iron armored soldier, he froze in place. His strange double pupils suddenly disappeared, his aura dropped greatly, and he turned into a ninth-level demon king again.

A powerful pressure suddenly emanated from the black iron armored soldier. Everyone was shocked and subconsciously took a few steps back. The more than 20 cultivators who were flying over also slowed down their escape speed.

The black iron armored soldier turned his head and stared at the black-robed old man beside him, and said word by word: "Why did Brother Qin distract me?"

The old man in black robe also withdrew his distraction from Wang Xuan Ge at this time, took a deep look at Chen Yuan, and said lightly: "Qin's distraction was indeed a bit too much in this matter."

"But Brother Sun used his distraction to forcibly extort treasures from the younger generation of our human race. How could Qin sit idly by and watch? It was inevitable that he would take more drastic actions."

"But he didn't destroy your spirit, so it's not a big deal."

The black iron armored soldier snorted coldly and turned his eyes to Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan's expression changed, and a hidden sealing force descended from the sky, locking down this world.

A deep chill rose in his heart, and he almost activated the Kuiniu's true blood and used the Thunder Escape Technique to escape.

But at the last moment, he suppressed the impulse, endured the biting cold, stopped where he was, lowered his head slightly, avoiding the gaze of the black iron armored soldier, but his face was still uncertain.

The black iron armored soldier said coldly: "Hand over the demon pill and the cultivation method!"

When Ye Guihong heard this, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

At this time, the twenty-odd cultivators came nearby and stopped. Seeing the black iron armored soldier suddenly attacking a Nascent Soul cultivator, they all looked over.

But they soon discovered that they could not see through Chen Yuan's cultivation level, and a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.

When Elder Yan and the other three saw Ye Wendi standing next to Chen Yuan, they all showed joy on their faces.

Ye Wendi also felt relieved. He let out a long breath and bowed deeply to Elder Yan.

Only Mr. Qingliu's expression changed, and he was about to leave the crowd, but was stopped by Master Yue who raised his hand.

He looked solemn, his eyes wandering back and forth between Chen Yuan and Sun Yuan, and secretly transmitted his voice: "The situation is unclear, Junior Brother, please be patient. Senior Qin has always taken care of the younger generations of our human race. Since he has spoken out to protect us, he will definitely not let Fellow Daoist Chen suffer any loss."

Mr. Qingliu then stopped, but there was still some worry in his eyes when he looked at Chen Yuan.

The old man in black robe frowned and the smile on his face disappeared: "Fellow Daoist Sun, why bother with a Yuanying junior?"

He raised his sleeve and flicked it, and Chen Yuan felt that the sealing force dissipated, as if he had crawled out of a deep well. The feeling of oppression disappeared, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Taoist Cangsong's spirit had already dissipated in the secret realm. He and the white-haired Taoist secretly communicated with each other for a while before they figured out the whole story.

He stroked his beard lightly, looked at Chen Yuan carefully, and laughed: "It's just a demon pill. It's not decent for Brother Sun to compete with a Yuanying junior for a treasure."

The twenty or so Nascent Soul cultivators were even more surprised. Even Taoist Cangsong spoke up for this Nascent Soul cultivator who suddenly appeared. What was the origin of this person?

The black iron armored soldier narrowed his eyes and said, "I have been planning for ten thousand years just for this demon pill."

"Since you two Taoist friends want to save this person, I can give you some face and spare his life. I don't need the remains either."

"But you must hand over that demon pill and this person's cultivation method, or I will never let you go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Qi around the Black Iron Armored Warrior surged again, the demonic energy was overwhelming, the sky was dark, the wind and clouds changed color, and everyone below the level of the great cultivators was oppressed to the point of being unable to breathe, and their faces turned pale.

Chen Yuan's body was strong, and his spirit was not inferior to that of a great cultivator. The pressure from the black iron armored warriors was just like a spring breeze to him.

But he did not dare to be negligent. He circulated the true energy in his body and could stimulate the true blood of Kuiniu at any time, using the Thunder Escape Technique to escape for his life in case the Black Iron Armored Warriors suddenly attacked him.

Taoist Cangsong pondered for a moment, stroked his beard and said, "Young friend Chen was disrespectful to Taoist friend Sun first, but asking him to hand over his cultivation technique is really unreasonable."

"How about we both take a step back and let Chen Xiaoyou take out the demon pill and stay to practice the technique?"

In the secret realm, facing the distraction of the Black Iron Warrior, Taoist Cangsong still wanted to retreat.

Now facing the Black Iron Warrior himself, it is naturally impossible for him to offend the Black Iron Warrior for Chen Yuan.

The old man in black robe seemed to be somewhat interested: "Mr. Chen, could you accept it?"

Chen Yuan's heart sank. Naturally, he was unwilling to hand over the White Ape Demon King's demon pill.

However, the two Jindan cultivators were willing to offend the Black Iron Warrior for his sake, but they did not want to make a mortal enemy with him, so he had no choice but to compromise.

Chen Yuan sighed secretly and said, "Junior is willing to hand over the demon pill..."

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the Black Iron Warrior: "There is no need to say more about the demon pill. This seat is also quite interested in this person's cultivation method, so you must hand it over as well."

Chen Yuan's face turned pale, and he immediately changed his words: "You can give the demon pill to the senior, but the cultivation method is the foundation of my life, and I will never give it to others!"

The black iron armored soldier sneered: "If you don't hand over the cultivation method, you will never leave Nanzhou."

The old man in black robe frowned and said, "Brother Sun, it is a bit too much to force a junior like this."

Taoist Cangsong also showed an unhappy look on his face: "You have achieved the state of incarnation for tens of thousands of years. What does the cultivation method of a Yuanying junior mean to you? For the sake of this old man, why not give in a little?"

Everyone was also extremely surprised. No one knew what the magic pill was, but it was obviously not an ordinary treasure since it could make the Black Iron Armored Warrior disregard his dignity and demand it.

But can't the cultivation method of a Nascent Soul cultivator be compared to the face of two Spiritual Transformation cultivators?
The Black Iron Armored Warrior had made up his mind: "You two Daoists, there is no need to persuade me. This man almost ruined my plan. I only want his skills and demon pills, which is already a concession."

"If he insists on not giving it to me, don't blame me for being ruthless!" (End of this chapter)