Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

The middle-aged scholar was stunned, as if he had not expected Chen Yuan to ask about this matter: "Did Daoist friend encounter the real demon commander?"

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "Yes, this monster is called Sun Yuan, and it seems to be an ape monster who has achieved enlightenment."

The middle-aged scholar's eyes flashed with surprise. He looked at him deeply and replied, "When I came to this world, I had several demon commanders under my command, but this person was not among them."

"But he has mastered the art of blowing air into a weapon, and he recognized my identity at a glance."

"Even if they didn't follow me across the border, they must have personally experienced that ancient war. Fellow Daoist, please be careful and on guard."

Chen Yuan said: "This Sun Yuan is very interested in the Demon King's Demon Pill, and he also wants to seize my cultivation method, and it seems that he wants to refine the Demon King's bloodline."

"But he is already a demon commander, how can he change his skills?"

The middle-aged scholar pondered for a moment and said, "If it is true as you said, this Sun Yuan is an ape demon who has attained enlightenment. It is not impossible for him to refine my blood essence."

"My demon race has a secret technique called 'Marrow Cleansing and Blood Exchange' that can change the bloodline, but the risk is extremely high. Only one in ten thousand people will succeed. Once you fail, you will die."

"If Sun Yuan really survived the war, his life span must be at least 40,000 years. I'm afraid he is about to die, so he wants to take this risk."

Chen Yuan frowned: "Marrow washing and blood exchange... The demon race actually has such a secret technique?"

The middle-aged scholar said: "My demon race values ​​blood the most, so we are naturally not short of such secret techniques, but they are all side paths and have great hidden dangers."

"If they were not desperate, no demon clan would dare to have such evil thoughts and change their foundation bloodline."

"The human race also has the technique of marrow cleansing, but it is not used to replace blood, but to temper the body."

"I know a technique called Heavenly Thunder Marrow Cleansing Technique, which I learned from a human body cultivator. It can refine the body with Heavenly Thunder, and the risk is not great."

"Fellow Daoist, if you refine the Kui Niu's true blood and use this secret technique to help, your body refining speed will definitely be greatly improved. I wonder if you are interested?"

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and he said calmly: "Chen has not yet handed over the spiritual herbs to the demon king, how dare you ask for the body refining secret technique."

"Even if Sun Yuan has mastered the art of marrow cleansing and blood exchange, he cannot practice the cultivation techniques of our human race. Why did he force me to practice the cultivation techniques?"

The middle-aged scholar shook his head: "How can I know what he is thinking? I think he must have some means to practice the human race's skills."

"Or maybe I saw that you have the essence and blood of many kinds of monsters, so I wanted to learn from you how to cultivate, and use the technique of washing your marrow and exchanging your blood to refine my monster pill."

Chen Yuan's heart trembled: "Then Sun Yuan can also see that I have refined three kinds of true spirit blood?"

The middle-aged scholar smiled and said, "Don't worry, fellow Daoist. True Spirit Blood is extremely rare, and it is even harder to find in the lower realms once in a thousand years."

“If I hadn’t entered Nuan Shou and fought against the human cultivators repeatedly, he wouldn’t even be able to recognize Zhu Yan’s true blood.”

"The descendants of Kunpeng and Kuiniu are even rarer than the descendants of Zhuyan. It was only after I entered your body that I saw that you have the blood of three kinds of true spirits. Sun Yuan would never be able to recognize them."

Chen Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, temporarily putting aside the matter of Sun Yuan, and asked: "Does the Demon King still remember how many Refining Void Demon Kings there were who crossed over with the Demon King back then, and what their origins were?"

The middle-aged scholar's expression changed slightly: "Why do you say that, fellow Daoist? Could it be that besides me, there are other demon kings' spirits left?"

Chen Yuan shook his head: "The Demon King is worrying too much. I am just very curious about the battle that happened that year, so I want to ask the Demon King to explain it to me."

"If the demon king doesn't want to answer, Chen won't force him."

The middle-aged scholar stared at him for a long while before he slowly spoke: "I will certainly not hide such a small matter from you, fellow Taoist."

"There were two Refining Demon Kings who came to this world with me back then. They were a Kunyu Demon King and a Baxia Demon King."

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and he bowed and said, "Thank you, Demon King, for clearing up my doubts. I'll take my leave now. I'll send the spiritual herbs to you in three to five days."

After he finished speaking, Chen Yuan's Nascent Soul slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes had become clear and indifferent.

The middle-aged scholar stared at Chen Yuan's Nascent Soul, his brows furrowed, a hint of doubt flashed across his eyes, and he murmured, "Why did he ask about the Demon King?"

……

Chen Yuan withdrew his spiritual sense and probed into the space inside his body. Looking at the ordinary roll of animal skin, his heart was filled with rage.

This roll of Kun fish skin was indeed left by the Lianxu Demon King!
The green-robed formation spirit said that three demon kings led a large demon army into this world in the past, and they happened to confront the Kunyu Demon King and the Baxia Demon King mentioned by the middle-aged scholar.

Unfortunately, when he was on Tongtian Island, Chen Yuan did not know the origin of this roll of Kun fish skin. He thought it was left by the divine Kun fish and did not ask in detail.

When Tongtian Island opens next time, he will definitely ask the green-robed formation spirit about this matter.

Chen Yuan's mind was turning, but his escape speed did not slow down at all.

After the few people left Nanzhou, Taoist Cangsong asked the white-haired Taoist to return to the mountain gate first, while he continued to fly to Tanzhou with the few people.

……

"Is Chen Yuan really no different from a great cultivator? Killing a level nine beast is as easy as taking something out of a bag?"

Five beams of light flashed past in the sky. Elder Yan stared at Ye Wendi beside him, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Several other Nascent Soul cultivators in Cangjian Palace also looked at him doubtfully.

All of them were sword cultivators and their escape speed was extremely fast. In less than three days, they passed through Nanzhou, Lizhou, and Jiangzhou successively and arrived in Jingzhou.

There was a loud whistling sound in the sky, but it could not cover up Elder Yan's voice, which was like a flying sword passing through the wind and clearly reached Ye Wendi's ears.

Ye Wendi replied: "I saw it with my own eyes, so I am not lying."

"Fellow Daoist Chen has a strong body, far superior to that of a ninth-level demon king."

"He relied on the strength of his physical body to easily kill those ferocious beasts. His strength was no less than that of a great cultivator, and he was even stronger."

"When Fellow Daoist Chen broke the formation, he attracted the thunder from the sky to help, which had infinite power, that is..."

He paused and looked at a big man in front of him.

This man had a full beard, a leopard head, round eyes, a strong back and strong arms, and was dressed in tight clothes with a long sword on his back.

He glared at Ye Wendi, and his deep voice almost suppressed the strong wind: "Why are you looking at me? Is Chen Yuan also proficient in thunder magic?"

Ye Wendi showed a helpless look on his face, and continued: "The power of the thunder brought by Fellow Daoist Chen is extremely powerful, and it seems as if a thunderbolt has descended. Even Senior Brother Yan's Ten Thousand Swords Return to One seems to be less powerful..."

Upon hearing this, Senior Brother Yan, who had a full beard, had a gleam in his eyes: "How could Chen Yuan be so powerful? I must have a duel with him!"

Elder Yan frowned and said, "Junior Brother Yan, don't be impulsive. Wen Di may have held back. You are probably no match for this Daoist Fellow Chen."

Senior Brother Yan was still unconvinced: "Senior Brother just said that Chen Yuan has only been in the infant stage for less than a hundred years, and he is not a thunder cultivator, so how could he have such strength?"

"Most likely he used some thunder treasure, which can be used to break the formation. But if we really fight, the flying sword in my hand will not wait for anyone!"

Elder Yan said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Chen was invited by Senior Qin to visit the Taiming Sect. Junior Brother Yan wants to challenge him, so he can go to Tanzhou Zhaoming Lake to challenge him now." Senior Brother Yan's expression froze, and he lost all his momentum. He muttered, "The Taiming Sect must be difficult to mess with. I'd better wait for Chen Yuan to come to Yanjun Mountain Range before I can challenge him..."

Ye Wendi looked even more helpless. His senior brother Yan was extremely talented. After practicing Taoism for more than 500 years, he had already become a great monk, and his cultivation was second only to the sect master.

But he does not have the slightest trace of being a superior being. He is heroic and unrestrained, hates evil and often plays around in the world, acts as a hero and is even friendly with ordinary people.

The thing that most resembles a swordsman in him is that he likes to spar with others. Except for the master, all the elders of Cangjian Palace have been defeated by him.

Just as Senior Brother Yan was about to stop, a middle-aged cultivator said thoughtfully, "Senior Brother Ye, this fellow Daoist Chen is a cultivator from Renzhou. Does he have a sword-cultivating disciple?"

Ye Wendi looked surprised: "Yes, how did Senior Brother Fan know this?"

Everyone turned to look at the middle-aged monk, with inquiring eyes.

The middle-aged cultivator explained, "Two years ago, a Jindan sword cultivator came to the mountain gate to visit Brother Ye and ask for your guidance on the way of the sword. The letter in his hand was from Brother Chen."

"But his junior brother was traveling and had not returned yet. He happened to have an old relationship with his young disciple Ji Ming, so he temporarily stayed in Ji Ming's cave, waiting for his junior brother to return to the mountain."

"I learned about this incident by chance. At that time, my junior brother's life lamp was about to go out, and I didn't know when he would be able to return. So I taught this junior for a few days. I wonder if he is still staying in the mountain gate now."

Ye Wendi asked, "Is that Jindan sword cultivator called Li Qingshan?"

The middle-aged monk nodded and said, "That's right. This young man has a good understanding. I used to feel a little sorry that he didn't join our sect. I never thought that his master would have such a method. It's true that reputation makes a good disciple..."

Suddenly, his expression changed slightly and his speed of escape slowed down suddenly.

Upon seeing this, everyone immediately slowed down their speed, spread out their spiritual awareness, and investigated the situation around them.

Only a low-level cultivator flew by, and there was nothing unusual.

Elder Yan frowned: "Why did Junior Brother Fan stop suddenly?"

Although his cultivation was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul, he was already over 700 years old. He held a very high position in the sect and was highly respected.

This time, everyone from Cangjian Palace went deep into Nanzhou to search for the ancient secret realm. On the surface, Senior Brother Yan was the leader, but in reality, he was the main one.

The middle-aged cultivator looked to the left and spoke slowly, "The Jindan cultivator who fled to the south is Chen Daoyou's disciple, Li Qingshan."

Everyone was startled and turned their heads away.

……

Looking at the boundless blue waves with mist rising in front of him, Chen Yuan slowed down his escape speed.

He followed the black-robed old man and Taoist Cangsong and flew for three days and three nights. Finally, he crossed Nanzhou, Lizhou, and half of Jiangzhou and arrived in Tanzhou.

Tanzhou is located in the southeast of the central part of Jiuxianzhou, bordering Jiangzhou to the west, Hengzhou to the east, Jingzhou and Renzhou to the north, and Lizhou to the south. There are many lakes in the area.

The largest lake in Tanzhou, and also the largest lake in Jiuxianzhou, is Zhaoming Lake in front of Chen Yuan.

It is said that the founder of Taiming Sect, Danxuzi, loved water. There was a large spiritual vein under Zhaoming Lake, so he used his great magical powers to move mountains and create an island hundreds of miles long in the Zhaoming Lake. He founded the sect and recruited many disciples.

After that, successive leaders of the Taiming Sect continued to construct the mountain gate and created 72 islands, all of which are beautiful and charming, and are immortal landscapes.

However, Zhaoming Lake is more than 3,400 miles in circumference, which is too vast, no different from the sea.

Although all of them were under the jurisdiction of Taiming Sect, only a small half of the lake was covered by the formation.

Several people went deep into the lake for hundreds of miles, descended their escape light, and only then did they encounter a Taiming Sect foundation-building cultivator who was patrolling everywhere.

The man was about to come up for questioning, but when he saw Wang Xuan Ge, he immediately stopped and saluted respectfully.

On the way here, Chen Yuan and Wang Xuan Ge had a secret chat and learned that he was one of the three great monks of Taiming Sect, and his status was second only to the sect leader.

After hearing that Taiming Sect had three great monks, Chen Yuan couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

There are very few great cultivators in Jiuxianzhou. Even powerful sects like Haoran Sect and Jiuli Sect only have two great cultivators in charge.

In the ten weaker sects such as Zhuyan Baigu Sect, Zhengqing Sect, and Chongyue Sect, only the leaders are great monks.

The Taiming Sect has three great monks and a spirit-transforming monk in charge. Its strength is probably the highest among the top ten sects.

Wang Xuan Ge also told him that Su Yue Lake was the place where the old man in black robe practiced meditation. It was a lake within a lake and very few people knew about it. No wonder Chen Yuan couldn't find it.

Afterwards, the few of them met several patrolling monks, but when they saw the three elders of Taiming Sect, no one dared to come up and question them. They passed through unimpeded and entered the mountain gate of Taiming Sect.

On the contrary, the old man in black robe was not recognized by those foundation-building monks.

Fu Yu Island, the gate of Tai Ming Sect, is one hundred miles in radius and is known as the largest island in Jiuxianzhou. However, Chen Yuan has been to Hanxing Island, Tianji Island, Jinling Island and other giant islands with a radius of two hundred miles.

In comparison, Fuyu Island seems unremarkable.

But the source of the giant spiritual vein in Zhaoming Lake is right under Fuyu Island. The entire island is rich in spiritual energy, far surpassing the three giant islands. Even the mountain gate of Haoran Sect seems to be inferior to it.

Could it be that there are differences in quality among these giant spiritual veins?

Chen Yuan did not stay on Fu Yu Island for too long. After Wang Xuan Ge and the three elders of Tai Ming Sect took their leave, he followed the old man in black robe and Taoist Cangsong to the depths of Zhaoming Lake.

On a small island with a radius of more than 20 miles, mist was rising, covering a lake several miles in size.

In the middle of the lake, there is an island of only a few acres in size, with a bamboo forest planted. The scenery is quiet and peaceful.

The three of them fell into the light of escape. Chen Yuan took a deep breath and felt a strong spiritual energy rushing into his body. His cultivation level increased slightly. He even felt a little tipsy and a blush appeared on his face.

The spiritual energy here is second only to Tongtian Valley and far superior to the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain.

Chen Yuan took a few deep breaths and suppressed the urge to practice martial arts and meditate immediately.

The old man in black robe stroked his beard and smiled: "This is Su Yue Lake. I was careless at the beginning and forgot that you have never heard of this place."

Chen Yuan clasped his fists and bowed: "I am a junior who is ignorant and failed to come as promised. I hope you will forgive me."

The old man in black robe smiled and said, "My friend, there is no need to be so polite."

He walked into the bamboo forest, and Chen Yuan followed closely behind him.

Taoist Cangsong had already been walking in front of the two of them. After entering the bamboo forest, a simple two-story bamboo building came into Chen Yuan's sight, looking mottled and old.

The three of them walked into the bamboo building, and the furnishings inside were also extremely simple, with just a bamboo table and a futon, nothing else.

But the spiritual energy in the bamboo building was even more abundant, so Chen Yuan didn't need to practice specially. His cultivation level increased slightly with just a breath.

This increase may seem insignificant, but considering his cultivation level of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, his true essence is extremely pure and rich, far surpassing that of cultivators of the same level, which is actually very astonishing. (End of this chapter)