Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chapter 220 Yellow Bird
"Brother Yue, Brother Liu, the mine has been cleared. A total of 17 Guiyuan Sect foundation-building cultivators were killed, and only three escaped. All the spiritual stones produced are here!"

In the Lingming Mountains, there are several peaks that are shrouded in white miasma all year round, which is extremely mysterious. But today the mist has disappeared, revealing a scene like hell on earth.

The mountain was full of collapsed pavilions and towers, with flames and black smoke billowing, covering the sky and the sun. There was the sound of "cracking" as sparks flew everywhere, and from time to time there was the loud noise of collapsed beams and pillars. The air was filled with the exotic fragrance produced by the burning of various precious woods.

There were dozens of corpses piled on the ground. Some were dried up, like mummies who had been dead for many years. Some had their eyes closed, smiling, with an intoxicated look... But what they had in common was that they were all wearing the standard robes of Guiyuan Sect. Judging from the spiritual energy left on the corpses, they were all Qi-refining monks when they were alive.

Below the halfway point of the mountain, there are a large number of ordinary houses, densely packed and connected together, seemingly unaffected.

But in these houses, mortals fell to the ground one by one. There were no wounds on their bodies, but their facial features were distorted, as if they had suffered great pain before death.

At the top of the most majestic mountain, more than a dozen demon cultivators gathered there.

Some of them had holes cut in their neat robes by sharp blades or had their sleeves half burned off.

There were also two demon cultivators, whose left arms and right legs were broken off respectively. Their faces were pale, and they seemed to have been seriously injured and were in a miserable state.

However, Yue Zishan, the short and fat old man, and the tall and thin cultivator, the three cultivators in the late foundation building stage, were unharmed. The beautiful female cultivator looked a little pale and listless, but was not seriously injured.

Of the three mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators who followed the short and fat old man, one died, and the other two were only slightly injured.

On the ground beside the crowd, lay the bodies of nine demon cultivators, and above the bodies, dozens of storage bags were hanging in the air.

They successfully broke through this weakly defended spirit stone mine, but they also paid a heavy price. Nine demon cultivators were killed, two were seriously injured, and the other demon cultivators also suffered more or less serious injuries.

The formation inheritance of Guiyuan Sect is extremely exquisite. They set up a large high-level spirit formation in the spirit stone mine with extremely strong defensive capabilities. Yue Zishan and the short and fat old man took out the formation-breaking treasures one after another before they broke the formation.

Fortunately, the Guiyuan Sect's foundation-building cultivators who were guarding the spirit stone mine were of low strength. After their formation was broken, they lost all their fighting spirit and fled in all directions. They were caught up and killed one by one by the evil cultivators. Most of the spirit stones were taken away. Only one cultivator in the middle stage of foundation-building and two cultivators in the early stage of foundation-building escaped, but they were also seriously injured.

This battle was a complete victory with rich spoils. After Yue Zishan and the short and fat old man, the Blood Spirit Sect cultivators, return to the sect and offer spirit stones, they will surely be rewarded handsomely.

The other demon cultivators were also all smiles. They had also made great efforts this time and could get a lot of spirit stones. Moreover, nine demon cultivators had died, so they could get even more spirit stones.

The tall and thin monk pointed at these storage bags and said something to Yue Zishan and the short and fat old man, his face full of joy.

Yue Zishan laughed loudly, turned to the short and fat old man and said, "Please ask Senior Brother Liu to count them so that the spiritual stones can be divided among the Taoist friends, and then they can escape separately to avoid the pursuit of Guiyuan Sect!"

The short and fat old man nodded, walked to the storage bags, and flicked his sleeves. Out of thin air, a low hill made of spirit stones appeared on the ground. It was about ten feet high and flashed with colorful light, dazzling the eyes.

A group of demon cultivators looked at the mountain of spiritual stones with burning eyes and itching hearts, so they spread out their spiritual senses and started counting them.

The short and fat old man scanned the area with his spiritual sense and carefully counted the number of spirit stones. After a quarter of an hour, he finally spoke: "This is 380,000 low-grade spirit stones. According to the agreement, each Taoist friend can get 10,000."

Everyone's eyes became more eager. Yue Zishan and the tall and thin monk took out two storage bags. Yue Zishan said, "Senior Brother Liu, these are what we found on the three late-stage foundation-building monks of Guiyuan Sect. Please have a look."

The short and fat old man took the storage bag, and at the same time took out another storage bag from his arms. He raised his sleeves and a pile of spirit stones appeared out of thin air in front of him.

This pile of spirit stones is not large, but it is at least the size of a thumb, with rich spiritual energy. It is composed entirely of medium-grade and high-grade spirit stones.

The demon cultivators' spiritual sense swept over, and the short and fat old man also counted the number of spirit stones. He said in a deep voice: "One thousand three hundred and seventy-four medium-grade spirit stones, and twenty-eight high-grade spirit stones. According to the agreement, each Taoist friend can get forty medium-grade spirit stones. This old man, Junior Brother Yue, and Junior Brother Yin will each get one hundred medium-grade spirit stones and three high-grade spirit stones!"

When everyone heard this, they all looked reluctant, but no one raised any objections.

This time, they were able to break through the protective formation of the spirit stone mine thanks to the secret treasure that the short and fat old man took out. Otherwise, even if everyone besieged it for another three days and three nights, they would not be able to break the formation.

The condition for Elder Liu to bestow the secret treasure that could break the formation was to take away most of the spirit stones, so no one had any objection.

After the short and fat old man finished counting the number of spirit stones, he looked at the tall and thin monk and said calmly: "I will give the rest of the spirit stones to Elder Liu. Junior Brother Yin can write down the number to avoid accusing me of embezzling them."

The tall and thin monk laughed dryly: "Senior Brother Liu, you are joking..."

The short and fat old man snorted, divided the spirit stones on the ground into more than a dozen piles, and put them into storage bags. Each demon cultivator got his own share.

The short and fat old man put the remaining spirit stones into several exquisite storage bags and put them away.

When the evil cultivator divided the spirit stone, the flames on the mountain spread rapidly, pouring down like a torrent, sweeping up large areas of ordinary houses and dyeing the entire mountain red.

Seeing that everyone had received their share, Yue Zishan said loudly: "My fellow Daoists, the Guiyuan Sect's spiritual stone mine has been breached, and they will definitely not give up. They may even send Jindan Zhenren to hunt us down. We should evacuate separately without delay. Yue is leaving!"

After saying that, he bowed to everyone, summoned a flying boat, stepped on board, and the beautiful female cultivator beside him followed closely behind him and boarded the flying boat.

"Junior Brother Yue, wait a moment!" The short and fat old man suddenly spoke, calling Yue Zishan, and then said to the other demon cultivators, "Fellow Taoists, please go first. I have something to say to Junior Brother Yue."

Upon hearing this, the other demon cultivators bowed to the short and fat old man and Yue Zishan respectively, then drove their flying boats through the billowing black smoke and flew away.

Only the two cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building who followed the short and fat old man stayed.

Dozens of rays of light exploded like fireworks, flying in all directions. In a few breaths, they flew hundreds of feet away.

Yue Zishan looked at the short and fat old man and said with a smile, "Brother Liu, what else do you want?"

After everyone left, the short and fat old man finally showed a smile on his cold face: "Junior Brother Yue, Elder Liu wants to invite you, please come with me."

Yue Zishan was surprised and asked, "What does Elder Liu want to see me about?"

The short and fat old man smiled and said, "Junior Brother Yue, you don't know that before Elder Wang passed away, he was very caring towards Elder Liu. Otherwise, Elder Liu would not have allowed me to bring the forbidden talisman to help here."

"In addition, Elder Liu learned that Junior Brother Yue had made many achievements in Qi State and had made several contributions. He admired Junior Brother very much and wanted to invite Junior Brother to have a chat. What do you think?"

Yue Zishan hesitated for a while, then bowed and said, "Elder Liu has given an order, how dare Yue disobey."

Elder Wang was his master, who unfortunately died in a great battle a year ago.

But before Elder Wang passed away, he had no friendship with Elder Liu, let alone any relationship with him.

As soon as the short and fat old man said this, Yue Zishan knew that Elder Liu was trying to win him over.

After Elder Wang's death, Yue Zishan and several of his fellow disciples lost their backers, and their status in the Blood Spirit Sect dropped sharply. They had no choice but to accept sect missions, sneak into Qi territory, and carry out raids everywhere. This was extremely risky, and three of them had already died at the hands of cultivators from the Six Sects, and he himself had been in danger many times.

Elder Liu was a genius, but he had practiced for too short a time. In addition, he took the supreme elder Xiao Lingzi as his master, and his fellow disciples were all Jindan Zhenren. Therefore, after he formed the Jindan, there was no one to use him and only the short and fat old man was available to drive him.

Yue Zishan once heard people say that Elder Liu used to have a female cultivator in the late foundation building stage under his command, but she died in Qi State four years ago, leaving his subordinates even less manpower.

Since the short and fat old man said the word "admiration", Elder Liu must be trying to win him over. And since his master passed away and he lost his backing, he was not averse to getting closer to Elder Liu.

The short and fat old man smiled even more when he heard this: "Please come in, Junior Brother Yue. Elder Liu will be waiting in the Demon-Slaying Desert."

After saying that, he summoned the flying boat, stepped on it, and slowly rose into the air.

Yue Zishan's flying boat followed closely behind. The beautiful female cultivator, who had been standing quietly beside him, now quickly took his arm and pressed her plump breasts against him.

She was also a disciple of the Blood Spirit Sect, so the short and fat old man did not avoid her when he was talking to Yue Zishan. The two slightly injured mid-stage foundation building demon cultivators also followed in their flying boats. The four beams of light were not far apart and flew north.

At this moment, on a low mountain hundreds of feet away from this mountain, a green flying boat took off, shuttled between the mountains, and quietly followed the four people.

The green flying boat followed the four people slowly and flew for dozens of miles. Suddenly, it was wrapped by a green wind phoenix shadow. The speed of escape suddenly increased. In an instant, it flew a hundred feet and caught up with them.

When the green flying boat came within three hundred feet, it entered the range of Yue Zishan and the short and fat old man's spiritual awareness.

The two men sensed the existence of the flying boat, their faces changed, and they immediately stopped, put away the flying boat, and released their blood spirits together to protect themselves, watching the green flying boat rushing towards them at high speed with full vigilance.

The speed of this flying boat is comparable to that of a Jindan cultivator, far exceeding the speed of several people's flying boats, and it is obviously full of hostility, so we can only stay behind to fight the enemy.

The other two monks turned around and saw the green flying boat rushing towards them. They also stopped and released the blood spirits in their bodies.

The beautiful female cultivator was riding in the same boat with Yue Zishan, so she didn't need to release the blood spirit. However, when she saw Yue Zishan's serious expression, she quickly loosened her hands around his.

Dozens of blood spirits stood in front of the five people, and a strong smell of blood spread, but the speed of the green flying boat did not slow down at all, and it crashed straight towards them.

However, as the green flying boat approached, everyone could see that the person driving the boat was only in the late Foundation Establishment stage and was not a Jindan cultivator.

"court death!"

The short and fat old man snorted coldly, raised his hand and waved it, and ten blood spirits flew out and pounced on the green flying boat.

The others also released a few blood spirits, trying to stop the green flying boat, while dodging to the side.

The green flying boat came within ten feet of the crowd before it stopped, revealing a figure.

The four of them looked intently and saw a young monk standing on the flying boat. He was wearing a long green robe, with eyes as bright as stars and sword-like eyebrows. It was Chen Yuan.

After he stopped, without saying a word, he put away the flying boat, performed the secret technique of giant spirit body, and punched out, killing several blood spirits and forcing back the remaining blood spirits. Then he flashed and rushed towards the nearest short and fat old man.

After the short and fat old man saw Chen Yuan's face clearly, his expression changed drastically: "You are... Wei Wuding!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Yuan had already rushed over. Hearing this, his eyes narrowed, but his hands did not stop moving. He punched out and blew up the three blood spirits in front of him.

The short and fat old man hurriedly retreated, and at the same time drove more blood spirits forward to stop Chen Yuan.

But Chen Yuan was so agile that he rushed to the short and fat old man and punched him, smashing him to pieces. He then raised his hand to capture the short and fat old man's soul.

But when the short and fat old man was dying, his soul was destroyed and Chen Yuan failed.

He frowned, took the six storage bags left by the short and fat old man, and without checking them, turned around and rushed towards Yue Zishan.

Yue Zishan hurriedly retreated, releasing all the blood spirits to block Chen Yuan, and shouted: "What are you standing there for? Work together to kill this man, otherwise we will all die!"

The beautiful female cultivator looked at Chen Yuan in panic, and retreated with Yue Zishan.

It only took Chen Yuan three breaths to catch up with the four people, force back the blood spirit, and then kill the short and fat old man.

The other two cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building stayed where they were, looking at Chen Yuan, who was eight feet tall, with bulging muscles and a bronze complexion, like a god from heaven, with looks of horror on their faces.

A veteran cultivator in the late stage of foundation building couldn't even block a punch from this man and died on the spot without any ability to fight back!
They looked at each other, suddenly summoned the flying boat, and turned around to escape.

Yue Zishan cursed loudly, "How stupid! This person is so fast, do you think you can escape?"

The two men turned a deaf ear and just ran away for their lives.

At this time, Chen Yuan blew up several blood spirits and kept approaching Yue Zishan. Because his blood spirits were destroyed, he was seriously injured and his escape speed was greatly reduced. He was about to be caught up by Chen Yuan.

His face was as gloomy as water. He suddenly stretched out his left hand, grabbed the beautiful female cultivator beside him, and threw her out with force.

When the beautiful female cultivator was caught by Yue Zishan, she struggled hard, but found that her body was out of control. The blood in her body suddenly boiled and she flew towards Chen Yuan screaming.

Chen Yuan frowned, dodged the beautiful female cultivator who was flying towards him, and rushed towards Yue Zishan again, but his speed still slowed down.

Yue Zishan shouted without hesitation: "Explode!"

Ten blood spirits pounced towards Chen Yuan, exploded with a loud bang, and turned into a blood rain that fell on Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan raised his hands to protect himself, but the blood rain had a powerful filthy power, and it instantly pushed the magic weapon back and corroded countless wounds on his body.

But when the blood rain touched the blood flowing out of Chen Yuan's body, it was like a bucket of clear water sprinkled into a raging fire. It was stained with a layer of light silver and then disappeared into thin air.

Chen Yuan was covered in blood and turned into a bloody man, but his speed did not slow down at all. He quickly rushed out of the blood rain and arrived in front of Yue Zishan.

After Yue Zishan's blood spirit exploded, he spat out a large mouthful of blood, staining his shirt red. He was no longer able to resist, and looked extremely panicked. He shouted, "Daoyou, spare my life..."

He loves to slaughter his opponents, but when it comes to life and death, he is more afraid of death than anyone else.

Chen Yuan ignored him and punched him, smashing him to pieces.

Yue Zishan's blood spirits were destroyed one after another, and ten blood spirits exploded, causing him to be severely injured. When he died, his soul also dissipated.

Chen Yuan frowned and took Yue Zishan's storage bag into his hand.

After Yue Zishan died, the beautiful female cultivator finally regained control of her body and hurriedly stabilized herself.

Chen Yuan came to the beautiful female cultivator and grabbed her arm.

The beautiful female cultivator's expression changed, but she did not dare to make any unusual movement.

Chen Yuan stroked his storage bag, summoned the Cloud Crossing Boat, stepped forward, let go of the beautiful female cultivator, and raised his hand to make a hand gesture.

The shadow of Feng Luan appeared, and the speed of Duyunzhou increased suddenly, chasing after the two fleeing cultivators in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

Yue Zishan self-destructed ten blood spirits, but failed to stop Chen Yuan. It only took him a few breaths to kill Yue Zishan, and the two of them only escaped a few hundred feet.

After Du Yunzhou activated the Feng Luan demonic power, he escaped at an extremely fast speed and soon caught up with them.

The two men were so frightened that they were like frightened birds and had no power to resist.

Chen Yuan summoned the Silver Sword and cut one of them into two pieces, then rushed to the other and killed him with one punch.

He raised his hand and took the souls of the two people into his hand, then used the soul-searching technique to check their memories.

The beautiful female cultivator stood aside, watching Chen Yuan skillfully perform the soul-searching technique, her lips tightly pursed and her body trembling slightly.

Thanks for the reward from Shenri Laozi!
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