Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

The old man in black robe and Taoist Cangsong sat cross-legged, while Chen Yuan stood with his hands hanging down, looking respectful.

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

This was the second time he had spoken. Chen Yuan did not dare to refuse. He immediately clasped his fists and bowed, then sat down opposite the old man in black robe.

The old man in black robe asked, "Young friend, do you know why I invited you here?"

Chen Yuan replied respectfully, "I am not outstanding in any way. After much thought, I think that my cultivation method is quite special and I have refined the essence of several kinds of monsters. That's why I am worthy of your attention."

The old man in black robe smiled slightly and said, "My friend, why do you underestimate yourself? Back then, outside the abyss, my friend had not yet formed a fetus."

"In just a hundred years, my friend has already cultivated to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. This speed of progress is rarely seen in the world."

"I was not wrong back then. The person who can refine Zhu Yan's true blood is indeed extraordinary."

Chen Yuan said: "I was just lucky to achieve something. If you have any instructions, please let me know."

The old man in black robe said, "This matter is not urgent. I have already ordered Xuan Ge to fetch something. Please wait for a moment."

Chen Yuan was confused, but he could only wait silently.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Wang Xuan Ge entered the bamboo building, took out a wooden box with a spirit-sealing talisman from the mustard seed ring, and presented it to the old man in black robe with both hands: "Master, I have followed your instructions and brought this thing. Please have a look at it."

And just as he took out the wooden box, Chen Yuan's expression changed slightly, his eyes were fixed on the wooden box, never moving away at all.

The old man in black robe took the wooden box and removed the spirit-sealing talisman. A red demon pill lay in the wooden box, flickering with a faint spiritual light.

The old man in black robe glanced at the demon pill and nodded slightly: "You go down first."

"Disciple obeys your command." Wang Xuange clasped his fists and bowed, then stepped back.

The old man in black robe raised his eyes and looked at Chen Yuan: "Our sect happens to have an eighth-level demon pill, which contains a little bit of Zhu Yan's bloodline, and has been treasured for more than 7,000 years."

"Today I intend to give it to you, my friend. What do you think?"

Chen Yuan looked at the magic pill with a changing expression.

The moment Wang Xuange took out the wooden box, the jade pendant he placed in the space inside his body became warm, and he immediately knew that the wooden box contained the blood of the true spirit.

But the old man in black robe wanted to give the magic pill to himself without saying a word. Such behavior made Chen Yuan feel suspicious and wondered why he cared about him so much.

Chen Yuan hesitated and said, "Senior, I am very grateful for your kindness."

"But I really don't know what I have done to be so outstanding that I could be favored by you, senior."

"I dare to ask you to solve my doubts, otherwise I won't accept the reward without any merit."

The old man in black robe smiled and said, "Don't worry, my friend. I once said that I would give you a great opportunity. This demon pill is just a gift for meeting you."

"As long as you can help us do one thing, let alone a demon pill, we can help you achieve the state of incarnation."

Taoist Cangsong, who had been sitting quietly nearby, also spoke up and agreed, "Yes, the demon pill is just a small matter. As long as you can satisfy me, I am willing to devote all my power to help you achieve the state of incarnation."

Chen Yuan was surprised when he heard this, and bowed deeply: "I will be at your disposal, seniors. However, my cultivation is shallow, and I am afraid that I cannot handle such a big task, let alone reach the Spiritual Transformation Realm. If there is anything I cannot do, I hope you will forgive me."

The old man in black robe said gently: "Don't worry, my friend. If you want to accomplish this, you still have to wait for your breakthrough to the God Transformation stage."

"But before that, I have something to ask you. Did you refine the blood of the Kun fish, or the legendary Kunpeng's true blood?"

Chen Yuan was stunned, and a huge wave of emotion immediately rose in his heart. How did the old man in black robe know that he had refined the true blood of Kunpeng?

No matter how cunning he was, he could not maintain it at this moment, and he forced a smile: "What I refined was naturally the blood essence of the Kun fish..."

Taoist Cangsong's eyes flashed with coldness: "Are you serious, my friend? If you only refined the blood essence of the Kun fish, not only will you not be able to take this demon pill, but we will not help you break through to the God Transformation stage."

Chen Yuan's heart sank. He knew that Taoist Cangsong had not yet said half a word. All the treasures he had obtained from the secret realm, as well as the magic pill left by the White Ape Demon King, could not be kept. He might even lose his life.

The old man in black robe stared at Chen Yuan and said, "My friend, you should think carefully before you speak. Are you refining the blood of Kun fish or the blood of Kunpeng?"

Chen Yuan's mind turned over and over, but in the end he answered truthfully: "What I refined was Kunpeng's true blood."

Forced by the situation, he dared not deceive the two.

Taoist Cangsong's eyes lit up, and he looked Chen Yuan up and down. He raised his hand to stroke his beard, and murmured, "It is indeed Kunpeng's true blood. In this way, there is at least a 30% chance of success..."

His voice gradually became lower, but there was a gleam of light in his eyes as he looked at Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan felt uneasy when he was looked at. The old man in black robe exhaled lightly and stood up slowly: "My friend, please follow me."

Chen Yuan's expression changed slightly: "Senior, if you have any instructions, just let me know..."

The old man in black robe smiled and said, "Don't panic, my friend. If I wanted to harm you, why would I make such a big fuss?"

"I just want to test whether you have really refined Kunpeng's true blood."

Chen Yuan felt relieved, stood up, followed the old man in black robe and walked out of the bamboo building.

The ability to refine the blood of the true spirit is his secret second only to the jade pendant, but it was revealed by the old man in black robe in one sentence, and he couldn't help feeling panic.

It's nothing that Zhu Yan's true blood has been recognized by others. The White Ape Demon King has been wreaking havoc in this world, and Zhu Yan's true fire has long been known. The Taiming Sect has been passed down since ancient times, and there must be records of it in the sect's classics.

But to outsiders, there is not much difference between Kunpeng's true blood and Kun fish's essence blood. How does the old man in black robe tell them apart?
Chen Yuan's thoughts were in turmoil as he followed the two people out of the bamboo forest.

The old man in black robe stopped and turned around: "I will lock this world later. If you can perform the teleportation technique, it can prove that what you refined is Kunpeng's real blood."

"I will give you a great opportunity, please do your best and don't hold back."

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, and a pair of black wings slowly spread out from behind him. His aura surged a little: "Senior, please take action."

The old man in black robe looked at the wings behind him, nodded slightly, raised his sleeve and flicked it, and a sealing force slowly spread out, locking the space within a radius of dozens of miles.

Chen Yuan sensed that the fluctuations in space suddenly became extremely stagnant, almost solidified. He couldn't help but look serious, raised his hand, made a gesture, and his true energy gushed out.

Facing the great monk's technique of locking heaven and earth, Chen Yuan could easily perform the technique of teleportation, but he was limited by the power of the seal and could only perform it once every three breaths.

But in front of the Divine Transformation cultivator, it became extremely difficult for him to perform the teleportation technique.

Under the gaze of the old man in black robe and Taoist Cangsong, the black wings behind Chen Yuan flickered with light and his aura fluctuated.

After thirty breaths, his figure flashed, disappeared from the spot, and appeared a hundred feet away.

He looked like he was exhausted, his face was pale, his body was covered in sweat, and at least 30% of his energy was consumed. In order to capture that tiny gap in space, his soul power was consumed greatly, and he felt dizzy.

He folded up his black wings and bowed, "I have done my best, but you almost completely locked this world, so it took a little longer..."

The old man in black robes had no intention of blaming him. He stroked his beard and smiled, "Under my seal, you can still perform the teleportation technique. You have indeed refined Kunpeng's true blood. Great!"

He said three good words in a row, raised his sleeves and flicked them, and the power of the seal disappeared without a trace. He raised his hand and said, "This is not the place to talk, please move away."

Chen Yuan was flattered. He followed the two back to the bamboo building and sat down again.

The old man in black robe raised his sleeves and a purple clay teapot and three glazed tea cups appeared out of thin air on the bamboo table.

He pointed again, and some hot steam came out of the spout of the purple clay teapot, flew up by itself, and poured the three teacups full of spiritual tea.

The old man in black robe raised his hand and pointed, "This is Qingming Dew that I brewed myself. It is based on the tender buds of three thousand year old tea trees, mixed with the morning dew of nine thousand year old spiritual flowers, and quenched with a ten thousand year old cold spring for a hundred years. You may want to taste it."

Taoist Cangsong said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Qin is willing to take out the Qingming Dew. I can enjoy a feast today."

He raised his hand, took a teacup, and sipped it slowly.

Chen Yuan did not dare to delay. He picked up the teacup with both hands and took a sip. He felt a stream of icy spring water entering his throat and his whole body felt cold.

Then a warm feeling arises, leaving a hint of sweetness in the mouth, lingering and making the lips and teeth salivate.

The true energy he had consumed greatly slowly recovered, and his cultivation level even increased by one point.

My spirit and soul have also fully recovered, the feeling of dizziness has disappeared, and I feel refreshed.

Chen Yuan drank the spiritual tea in the cup without hesitation. His cultivation level increased a bit, which was enough to equal a year of hard practice.

Chen Yuan put down the teacup and carefully savored the lingering fragrance between his lips and teeth.

The old man in black robe pointed and the teapot flew up. He poured him another cup and said with a smile, "This tea is very cold. My friend, don't drink too much."

Chen Yuan nodded and drank two more cups of spiritual tea. His cultivation finally stopped increasing, but it was enough to offset two years of hard training, and he was one step closer to the bottleneck of the late Nascent Soul stage.

When he put down the teacup, his mood calmed down as the chill soaked his body.

The old man in black robe raised his hand and waved it. The wooden box on the bamboo table slowly slid in front of Chen Yuan. The red demon pill flashed and attracted his attention.

The old man in black robe smiled and said, "Since you have refined Kunpeng's true blood, I will give you this demon pill. I think it will help make your refined Zhuyan's true blood more pure."

Chen Yuan was not polite either. He raised his sleeve and put the wooden box into the mustard ring: "Thank you for the reward, senior."

Taoist Cangsong put down the teacup in his hand, raised his sleeve and flicked it. A jade bottle appeared out of thin air on the bamboo table and slid in front of Chen Yuan.

He stroked his beard and smiled: "From what I have seen of your cultivation, you are only one step away from the late Nascent Soul stage. Your physical body is already comparable to that of a Level 10 demon king. There should be no bottleneck."

"I'll give this bottle of Changqing Pill to you, it should be able to help you break through successfully."

Chen Yuan didn't even look at it and also put the jade bottle away: "Thank you for the reward, senior."

The old man in black robes' eyes flashed: "My friend, aren't you curious about what we want you to do?"

Chen Yuan smiled bitterly: "How can this junior refuse what the two seniors have said to me? No matter what you two seniors tell me to do, I will do my best. The worst that can happen is that I will have to sacrifice my life."

Taoist Cangsong clapped his hands and smiled: "My friend is quite open-minded."

The old man in black robe said, "You worry too much, my friend. I have said that I will give you a great opportunity, and I will not break my promise."

He paused for a moment and said slowly: "What we are asking for is to ask you to help us ascend to the spirit world."

Chen Yuan was startled and shook his head repeatedly: "Senior, please don't make fun of me. How can I, a Nascent Soul cultivator, help you two seniors ascend to the spirit world?"

The old man in black robe said: "This is why we want to help you achieve the state of incarnation. Only when your cultivation level is improved, will we be able to achieve this."

Chen Yuan frowned and said, "In the ancient secret realm, the remnant soul of the White Ape Demon King once said that all the ascension channels were cut off. May I ask how you, senior, would like to ascend to the spirit world?"

The old man in black robe smiled and said, "My friend, do you know that besides the ascension channel, there are other spatial channels between the spirit world and the human world?"

Chen Yuan's heart moved, and he remembered what the green-robed array spirit said, but he still pretended to be surprised: "Is this true?"

Taoist Cangsong interjected, "My friend, you don't know that the Ascension Channel is actually a space channel."

"It just exists from the beginning of the interface. It is extremely stable and can exist for hundreds of thousands of years before it can serve as a path for ascension."

"But apart from this, there are other space channels, but they are extremely unstable. They may take a hundred years or even a few years before they disappear on their own."

"However, no matter how unstable these spatial passages are, they still lead to the spirit world. As long as we are well prepared, we may be able to sneak through successfully."

"We have found a space passage, but we are not sure we can pass it yet. We still need your help."

Chen Yuan was overjoyed. After leaving Tongtian Island, he had been thinking about how to find the space channel. However, because he wanted to improve his cultivation, he could only keep it in his heart and had not put it into action yet.

If the two of them have found the space channel, then ascending to the spiritual world will no longer be illusory.

A trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes: "Since this space channel is extremely unstable, maybe I can wait until I break through to the God Transformation stage?"

The old man in black robe said gently: "Don't worry, my friend. If the space channel is created on its own, it will be destroyed at any time."

"We don't know whether it leads to the spirit world or not. The risk is huge and we dare not take the risk."

"But the space passage we found was specially opened by a powerful spirit from the spirit world in ancient times to help the cultivators in the human world resist the army of demons. It is extremely stable and will not be destroyed even after ten thousand years."

Chen Yuan felt relieved. The green-robed formation spirit once said that when a cultivator from the spiritual world came, he opened up a space channel, and when he left, he also took away three cultivators from the spirit world.

If this was the space passage the two had found, it wouldn't be surprising that it still exists today.

He calmed down and asked, "Even if I break through to the Spiritual Transformation Realm, how can I help the two seniors?"

Taoist Cangsong sighed: "Although that space channel is extremely stable, it was opened up by humans after all, and it is full of space turbulence and even space storms."

"If a Nascent Soul cultivator enters it, he will die in an instant. We, the Spiritualization cultivators, can only barely resist it."

"Moreover, more than 40,000 years have passed since the space channel was opened. We don't have the signpost of the other end, so we can't identify the direction."

"Even if we are sure to pass through the space channel, we will still get lost in it..."

The black-robed old man said solemnly: "We are helping you to achieve the state of transformation. We need to use the Kunpeng blood you have refined to identify the direction and sneak into the spirit world!" (End of this chapter)