Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chapter 184 Millennium Spiritual Herb
After Chen Yuan entered the pool, the water around him stagnated and created great resistance.

Yu Qing, who was the first to jump into the deep pool, was sinking to the bottom of the pool at an extremely slow speed. Liu Fan was faster than him, but his speed was also extremely slow.

Chen Yuan urged his true energy, but his speed could not increase at all.

He frowned and used his physical strength instead, performing a skill similar to the thousand-pound weight used by ordinary warriors. His falling speed suddenly increased a lot, and he landed at the bottom of the pool before Yu Qing and Liu Fan.

Chen Yuan's heart tightened and he waited for a moment, but nothing happened.

Liu Fan and Yu Qing had been watching Chen Yuan. When they saw him fall to the bottom of the pool but not enter the space magic weapon, they couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Could it be that the entrance to the space magic weapon is not at the bottom of the pool, and needs to be found elsewhere?

The two of them looked around at the same time and searched carefully.

After entering the deep pool, their spiritual consciousness could not leave their bodies and they could only use their naked eyes to find the entrance.

Like the other two, Chen Yuan looked around for the entrance to the space magic weapon.

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart and looked up.

Above the deep pool, there was no longer the branches of trees that blocked out the sun, but a gray sky!
He immediately mobilized his physical strength and his body slowly rose.

The resistance encountered when sinking disappeared at this moment. In just a moment, Chen Yuan escaped from the water.

Looking up, there was a gray space with white cracks flickering in the sky. A thousand-foot-high isolated peak stood tall, and there was nothing else.

Liu Fan and Yu Qing noticed Chen Yuan's actions, looked up, and immediately discovered something unusual above the deep pool. Then they floated up, escaped from the water, and saw the thousand-foot-high peak standing before them.

This space was originally small, only a dozen miles in radius, and most of it was occupied by the thousand-foot-high mountain, which was like a giant sword inserted into the ground, giving a strong sense of oppression.

Liu Fan looked up at the white crack in the sky and said solemnly, "It seems that this space magic weapon is more fragile than we thought. It will collapse on its own in two days at most. We have to hurry."

After saying that, he directly rode on his flying light and flew to the top of the mountain.

Yu Qing stopped where he was, looking at Liu Fan quietly, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

Chen Yuan flew several feet behind Liu Fan, and Yu Qing's voice rang in his ears: "Fellow Daoist Wei, wait a minute!"

Chen Yuan's heart moved, and he slowed down his escape speed, increasing the distance between himself and Liu Fan.

Liu Fan had a high level of cultivation and his speed of escape was extremely fast. In a short moment he reached a height of twenty feet.

Suddenly, his face changed drastically, as if struck by lightning. His body suddenly flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground with a loud bang, creating a big hole and raising dust.

With the robe protecting him, Liu Fan was not injured. He stood up and waved his sleeves, stirring up a gust of wind that blew away the dust. He looked up at the sky and frowned, "This space magic weapon is about to collapse, and there is still a prohibition against flying?"

Yu Qing sneered, "The methods used by Qingyou's ancestors are beyond your imagination."

"If this space magic weapon was in its heyday, even if a Jindan cultivator came, he would have to walk up the mountain!"

Liu Fan glanced at him and said with a smile: "No matter how powerful Master Qingyou is, he is already a withered bone in a tomb. This space magic weapon will collapse on its own within three days. What is there to brag about?"

Yu Qing was furious: "How dare you insult my ancestors!"

"Does Fellow Daoist Yu still want to fight with Liu?"

Liu Fan chuckled, flicked his sleeves, turned around, rode on the light of escape, rose to a height of several feet above the ground, and flew towards the thousand-foot mountain.

Yu Qing clenched his fists and stared at Liu Fan.

Chen Yuan sent a voice message: "Fellow Daoist Yu, calm down. Time is running out. The most urgent thing is to find the treasure left by Master Qingyou. It won't be too late to find a way to deal with Liu Fan later."

Yu Qing took a deep breath and replied, "Fellow Daoist Chen is right. Let's find the relics left by Qingyou's ancestors first." He slowly loosened his hand, rode on the light of escape, and flew towards the thousand-foot-high peak.

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed and he followed.

……

This space was originally small, and the three of them were cautious so they did not move very fast. However, in less than half a quarter of an hour, they arrived at the foot of the thousand-foot-high peak.

The closer they were to the mountain, the stronger the effect of the no-fly ban became. In the end, the three of them could no longer fly and could only walk.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a white jade archway, about ten feet high, with the three characters "Wentian Peak" written on it. The handwriting is ancient and majestic.

Behind the archway there are three jade-paved mountain paths, leading to different directions.

Liu Fan turned to look at the two of them: "My two Taoist friends, where are you going next?"

Chen Yuan was a little surprised. He didn't expect Liu Fan to be so cooperative.

At this time, Yu Qing's voice rang in his ears: "Fellow Daoist Chen, don't be fooled by this devil. After entering this space, the token transmitted a spiritual message to me."

"Even if the space collapses, the token can protect my safety. And as the master of the token, it is not difficult for me to protect you."

"He is afraid that we will risk giving up the treasure and destroy this space, so he dare not act recklessly."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly and replied, "So that's how it is. This person must be planning to turn against me and snatch it back after he obtains the relic. He is just pretending to be nice to me first and then making plans later."

Then, he said to Liu Fan, "Let's take the road on the left. What do you think, Brother Liu?"

Yu Qing said calmly: "I have no objection."

Liu Fan nodded, used the light body technique, and ran up the mountain along the mountain path on the left.

Chen Yuan and Yu Qing looked at each other and followed closely.

The three of them could only run along the mountain path, which was much slower than flying. It took them nearly half an hour to reach the halfway point of the mountain.

At this point, the mountain path forks, one path continues straight up, while the other winds its way to the left.

Chen Yuan and the other two had a brief discussion and then walked onto the mountain path that extended to the left.

After they ran for a quarter of an hour, a gentle slope appeared at the end of the mountain road.

This slope is about one acre in size, located on the edge of a cliff, and is covered with various magical herbs.
Chen Yuan had sharp eyesight and was an alchemist who was very familiar with spiritual herbs. When he saw this slope, he was shocked and immediately rushed over at an accelerated speed.

The spiritual herbs on this slope are at least five hundred years old, and there are many eight hundred years old too!

Although Liu Fan and Yu Qing did not have Chen Yuan's eyesight, they could also see the extraordinary nature of these spiritual herbs. They followed Chen Yuan closely and came to the slope.

Yu Qing had never come into contact with five hundred or eight hundred year old spiritual herbs before. He only knew that these spiritual herbs were precious, but he could not tell their specific age. He looked around in confusion.

Liu Fan stared at a pure white orchid-like spiritual herb with flowers but no leaves, and revealed an ecstatic expression: "Suzhen Flower!"

Chen Yuan's eyes quickly swept over these spiritual herbs, and he was shocked. He murmured, "Lianshanzhi, Yunhuancao, Chidouhua..."

Among the hundreds of spiritual herbs here, most of them are extremely rare species in the outside world, and there are more than a dozen of them that even he cannot recognize.

But when he saw the three emerald green spiritual flowers in the middle of the slope, his heart was shocked and he even looked dazed.

This is... the thousand-year-old spiritual herb Qingxuan Xilinghua!

(End of this chapter)