Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chapter 221: Monster Hunt
Chen Yuan quickly finished searching their souls and released a wisp of true energy, crushing the two men's souls into pieces.

These two people are indeed related to Liu Fan...

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly and put the two heads into the storage bag.

He had expected this when the short and fat old man shouted "Wei Wuding".

He had only used this name in Dingzhou, and Yu Qing knew his name. Only Liu Fan didn't know his real identity and would track it down.

Unfortunately, the short and fat old man's soul destroyed himself and no more information could be obtained.

The soul-searching technique can only detect a small part of the memory. Chen Yuan only knew that Liu Fan had already formed a golden elixir. He sent two people to follow the short and fat old man and attack the Guiyuan Sect's spiritual mine together with Yue Zishan.

However, judging from the short and fat old man's call, Liu Fan was still thinking about him after he formed his Dan, so he had to be on guard against him.

Chen Yuan raised his head and looked at the beautiful female cultivator, and said calmly: "Fellow Daoist Qiao, we meet again. Congratulations on your great progress in cultivation."

As he spoke, he unleashed the secret technique of the giant body, and his body returned to normal. The tiny wounds all over his body began to heal on their own.

He touched the storage bag, and a brand new green gown appeared on his body out of thin air. It turned out that the tattered clothes had been injected with a trace of true energy by Chen Yuan, and silently turned into powder and drifted away with the wind.

The beautiful female cultivator bowed to Chen Yuan, showing off her graceful figure to the fullest, and said respectfully: "I was just lucky. I would like to thank you for showing mercy. I am very grateful."

This woman was none other than Qiao Xin, whom Chen Yuan had met in Zhongqu County, Dingzhou four years ago. Four years had passed, and she had broken through her barriers and successfully established her foundation.

But in front of Chen Yuan, who had killed four Foundation Establishment cultivators in a row, she did not dare to be careless at all. She kept a very low profile, almost calling herself a junior.

Chen Yuan said calmly: "Tell me in detail how you attacked the Guiyuan Sect's spiritual stone mine."

Qiao Xin hesitated for a moment, remembering that this person had spared his life, and felt more confident. He replied respectfully, "This matter is mainly led by Yue Zishan, Senior Brother Liu, and Senior Brother Yin. There are a total of 25 people involved..."

She recounted in detail the process of how the group of demon cultivators broke into the spirit stone mine, including the spirit stones they harvested in the end. She did not dare to hide anything and took the initiative to give her share to Chen Yuan.

When Chen Yuan learned that the demon cultivator had snatched so many spirit stones, he was overjoyed. He immediately checked the storage bags of Yue Zishan and the short and fat old man. The number of spirit stones roughly matched what Qiao Xin had said, and there were even some more.

He then asked, "What is the relationship between Yue Zishan and Liu Fan?"

Qiao Xin said respectfully: "I don't know that Yue Zishan only treats me as a plaything, but when we left the spiritual stone mine, Senior Brother Liu said that Elder Liu wanted to meet Yue Zishan and admired him very much..."

She repeated the conversation between the short and fat old man and Yue Zishan. Chen Yuan nodded slightly and asked a few more questions, all related to Liu Fan, but Qiao Xin only had a vague understanding. She only knew that Liu Fan had just formed a golden elixir and was very famous in the Blood Spirit Sect.

At the end, Qiao Xin begged, "Please spare my life, fellow Taoist. I am just Yue Zishan's possession, and he is using secret techniques to secretly control my blood and energy. I will never forgive him."

"I am extremely grateful to you for avenging me. I will never reveal this to anyone. If you do not believe me, I am willing to swear an oath to the outer demon..."

She lowered her head with a sad look on her face, her eyes were red and filled with tears. Her face, as beautiful as a peach, had a kind of purity that made people feel pity for her.

Chen Yuan smiled, and suddenly he moved in front of Qiao Xin, stretched out his right hand, grabbed her neck, and broke her cervical vertebra in one stroke!

Qiao Xin hadn't even reacted yet, her face still had a pitiful expression, with only a hint of astonishment remaining in the depths of her eyes.

"You know too much..."

Chen Yuan raised his hand and took Qiao Xin's soul into his hand, then used the soul-searching technique to search her memory.

What Qiao Xin said was consistent with his memory. Chen Yuan nodded slightly and released a wisp of true energy, crushing Qiao Xin's soul.

He took off the storage bag from Qiao Xin, collected the head and body, then summoned the Duyun Boat and turned around to fly back.

The bodies of the short and fat old man and Yue Zishan were blown up by Chen Yuan, but their heads were intact and fell to the ground.

Chen Yuan lowered his escape light, spread out his spiritual sense, and searched carefully. He found the heads of the two people and put them into the storage bag.

The situation was urgent just now, and he had to chase and kill the two mid-stage monks, so he forgot about their heads.

This is the head of a demon cultivator in the late foundation building stage, and it is extremely valuable. Together with the heads and bodies of Qiao Xin and the other two, he won't have to worry about the sect's missions for the next three years.

Chen Yuan smiled slightly, drove the Duyun Boat, identified the direction, and flew to the northeast, which was the direction where the Lingyun Sect was located.

Chen Yuan stood on the Duyun Boat and took out the storage bags of the five demon cultivators and checked them one by one.

The five of them were all cultivators from the Blood Spirit Sect. They had few magical weapons and not many elixirs or spiritual herbs, but they had spirit stones far more than cultivators of the same level.

The two cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building each received forty medium-grade spirit stones and ten thousand low-grade spirit stones. Qiao Xin's share was given to Chen Yuan in advance. Together with the spirit stones they originally had, there were a total of 184 medium-grade spirit stones and more than 30,000 low-grade spirit stones.

Yue Zishan's storage bag contains 10,000 low-grade spirit stones, 286 medium-grade spirit stones, and 6 high-grade spirit stones.

The short and fat old man had the most spirit stones, with a total of 230,000 low-grade spirit stones, 784 medium-grade spirit stones, and 24 high-grade spirit stones.

This time, Chen Yuan harvested a total of thirty high-grade spirit stones, one thousand two hundred and fifty-four mid-grade spirit stones, and more than two hundred and sixty thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Among them, Yue Zishan and the short and fat old man had much more high-quality and medium-quality spirit stones than the shares they were divided into. It was obvious that they had kept some of them for themselves, and all of them fell into Chen Yuan's hands.

This is an incomparably huge fortune. The wealth of many Jindan cultivators is not as rich as Chen Yuan's.

While the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it. A group of demon cultivators tried their best to break into the spiritual stone mine of Guiyuan Sect, but all of their efforts ended up in his hands.

Three days ago, Chen Yuan quietly sneaked into the Lingming Mountains and came to the outskirts of the spirit stone mine. He put on a Luo Yan veil, hid himself, and lay in ambush, waiting for the demon cultivator to take action.

He originally wanted to take advantage of the battle between the demon cultivators and the Guiyuan Sect cultivators to enter the spirit stone mine, fish in troubled waters, and secretly steal some spirit stones.

But the short and fat old man took out a talisman and broke the protective formation of the spirit stone mine in one fell swoop. The Guiyuan Sect cultivators clearly had the ability to resist, but they had no fighting spirit and fled in all directions. The evil cultivators quickly took control of the situation.

Chen Yuan had no choice but to change his plan, continue to lurk, and wait for an opportunity to make a move.

When the other demon cultivators left, he remained motionless until the four short and fat old men left the spirit stone mine, then he quietly followed them.

After the four men were far away from the Lingming Mountains, they no longer had to worry about being blocked by the Guiyuan Sect monks who had rushed over. Only then did Chen Yuan take action and kill the four men with the force of thunder.

Chen Yuan was also lucky. All the high-quality spirit stones were on the short and fat old man and Yue Zishan, and they all fell into his hands.

Among these thirty top-grade spirit stones, there is one thunder-attributed spirit stone, two wind-attributed spirit stones, and two ice-attributed spirit stones, and the rest are all five-element spirit stones, among which the spirit stones with water and fire attributes are the most numerous.

Thunder attribute spirit stones are extremely rare and can be exchanged for three five-element spirit stones. It is not easy to get one.

Chen Yuan was not greedy. As long as he could activate the ancient teleportation array once, it would be enough.

He put all the spirit stones into the mustard seed ring, and the other sundries into his own storage bag. He destroyed all the storage bags he had taken from the five people, and then mobilized the true energy in his body, increasing the speed of the Duyun Boat and escaping into the distance.

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Two days later, Chen Yuan returned to the mountain gate and came to the Hall of Good Deeds, where he handed in the mission talisman and the heads of two demon cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building, and received a reward of 6,000 good deeds.

Afterwards, he received another mission from the sect, which required him to kill a demon cultivator in the late foundation-building stage, and would be rewarded with nine thousand good deeds.

You just need to wait for half a year, hand in the mission talisman and the demon cultivator's head, and you won't have to accept new sect missions next year.

After dealing with the matter of the Yuanong Palace, Chen Yuan returned to the cave in Yunyin Peak and sent a sound transmission note to Yi Jin.

After waiting for half an hour, he received a reply from Yi Jin, then left the cave and came to the Locking Dragon Peak.

As soon as Chen Yuan lowered his escape light, Yi Jin was already waiting outside the cave and welcomed him in.

The two sat down as host and guest, Yi Jin served them spiritual tea. After a few pleasantries, Chen Yuan asked, "Brother Yi, I have received a mission from the sect and need to go to Mingcang Lake. I want to buy a map. Does Brother Yi have any connections?"

After his cultivation breakthrough, if he continued to practice, his true essence would only become more abundant, but his strength would not be greatly improved. However, the search for the descendants of the true spirit could not be delayed any longer.

The descendants of true spirits are almost all monsters, and they can only be found in places where monsters gather.

Mingcang Lake is closest to Lingyun Sect, and many monks from the sect go there to hunt monsters, so it naturally became Chen Yuan’s first choice.

Yi Jin pondered for a moment and said, "This is not difficult. I know two senior brothers who often go to Mingcang Lake to hunt monsters and are very familiar with this place."

"But I don't know if they are still inside the mountain gate. I need to ask them first. Please wait for a moment, Junior Brother."

He touched his storage bag, took out two sound transmission notes, injected his true essence into them, moved his lips silently for a few times, raised his hand and threw them, and the sound transmission notes flew out of the cave and disappeared. After Yi Jin released the sound transmission notes, he smiled and raised the teacup: "This tea is something I got by chance today, Junior Brother Chen, you can taste a little..."

The two began to talk about metaphysics and exchange their experiences in cultivation, but it was mainly Chen Yuan who answered Yi Jin's questions. With just a few words, Yi Jin gained some insights, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes when he looked at Chen Yuan.

About half an hour later, a sound transmission talisman flew back. Yi Jin took it, listened carefully for a moment, and said with a smile: "Junior brother, you are lucky. Senior Brother Ge just came back from the Demon-Slaying Desert a month ago. He has been hunting monsters in Mingcang Lake for decades and has traveled across most of Mingcang Lake. He has a very detailed map in his hand, but it is very valuable. Junior brother, you must prepare some spirit stones."

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "I will definitely not let Senior Brother Ge suffer any loss. Please introduce me to someone or two."

Yi Jin nodded: "Senior Brother Ge happens to be free, so I will come with you."

The two of them immediately took off their flying lights, left Dragon Locking Peak, and headed for Senior Brother Ge's cave.

The Chandou Peak where Senior Brother Ge lived was quite remote. The two flew for about three quarters of an hour before they landed.

Senior Brother Ge looked to be around forty years old, with a kind face and gentle expression, which made it easy for people to feel close to him. He personally welcomed the two of them into the cave.

When he made an offer, he did not ask for an exorbitant price, but only asked for twenty medium-grade spirit stones. Chen Yuan agreed immediately.

This map not only records the topography of Mingcang Lake, but also the habits and distribution of the monsters known to Senior Brother Ge. It is extremely precious, and the price of twenty medium-grade spirit stones is not high.

After buying the map, Chen Yuan stood up, said goodbye, left the mountain gate, and fled to the northwest.

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Although Mingcang Lake is called a lake, it is actually a sea. It is thousands of miles in radius, comparable to the area of ​​several states. The water is hundreds of feet deep, with many islands and rampant monsters.

Lingyun Market was established relying on Mingcang Lake, only thirty miles away from Mingcang Lake. It gathered a large number of independent cultivators, who used hunting monsters in the lake as their main means of earning spirit stones.

However, Mingcang Lake is too close to Wu State. Ever since the demon cultivators invaded Qi State, many demon cultivators have appeared, robbing and killing wandering cultivators.

As time went by, fewer and fewer independent cultivators entered Mingcang Lake to hunt monsters, and Lingyun Market became depressed.

The demon cultivators had to deal with the cultivators from Qi State and had no time to enter the lake to hunt monsters. The monsters in Mingcang Lake became more and more rampant, making the cultivators who still insisted on hunting monsters become miserable.

On this day, on a small island of several acres in size, a young monk was fighting fiercely with an octopus monster.

The octopus monster has a strong demonic aura. It is a level two monster, about ten feet tall, blue all over, covered with silver spots, and its eight tentacles can extend over three feet away. Every time it waves, there is a whistling sound and it emits a strong fishy smell.

The young cultivator's cultivation level is only the tenth level of Qi Refining. He is using the art of lightness to try his best to avoid the tentacles of the octopus monster. If he really cannot avoid it, he will control a round wooden shield about a foot in size to protect himself.

There were several deep cracks on the wooden shield, and the spiritual light was dim. Every time the tentacles hit the wooden shield, there would be a crisp sound, and the wooden shield would tremble violently twice, and a new crack would appear.

At the same time, the sticky body fluids on the octopus's tentacles will be thrown onto the young monk under strong waving, making a "sizzling" sound and rising a cloud of green-red smoke.

The young monk's clothes had been corroded and tattered, revealing his strong body. The octopus's body fluids had corroded his body, leaving ugly wounds on it. He was bleeding and looked in a miserable state.

His facial features were distorted and his expression was painful. He gritted his teeth to avoid the attack of the octopus monster, while at the same time wielding a two-foot long bone knife to attack the octopus monster.

The bone knife is white in color and has the same texture as white jade. It is slightly curved and has a serrated blade. As long as it is chopped on the octopus monster, it will leave a hideous wound.

But compared with the huge body of the octopus monster, the wound left by the bone knife seemed insignificant, which only angered the octopus monster, and it waved its tentacles faster and faster.

As the wounds left by the white bone knife became more and more, the octopus monster's bulging eyes became more and more angry, and one of its tentacle suddenly stretched twice as long and lashed towards the young monk.

The young monk was unable to dodge and quickly used the wooden shield to block.

This tentacle that suddenly grew larger was the octopus monster's innate secret skill. It was equivalent to eight tentacles working together to attack, directly breaking the wooden shield and hitting the young monk.

Snapped!
The young monk flew backwards, fell to the ground, rolled a few times, then covered his left shoulder in pain and stood up shakily.

His left shoulder was completely shattered by the tentacles, and his left arm hung limply, out of control.

The octopus monster immediately swung out two tentacles and attacked the young monk.

The young monk hurriedly used the light body technique to step back and avoid the two tentacles, while at the same time he used the bone knife to chop them down.

The octopus monster waved two of its tentacles to block the bone knife. Its other four tentacles squirmed vigorously on the ground, making a harsh rustling sound. It waved the last two tentacles and chased after it relentlessly.

The young monk retreated again and again, and soon reached the edge of the island. He had nowhere to retreat and a look of despair appeared on his face.

"Beast, courting death!"

At this moment, a plain voice came into the ears of the young monk, like a thunderclap exploding out of nowhere.

A bright silver light flashed, and the sun was eclipsed at this moment. The octopus monster suddenly froze, and then its huge body fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up a cloud of gravel and dust.

The young monk then saw that there was a silver flying sword hanging behind the octopus monster. Suddenly, it made a clear sound and flew up into the sky.

He looked up hurriedly and saw a monk in green standing in the air ten feet above the ground. He raised his sleeve and flicked it, and the silver flying sword disappeared out of thin air.

The green-robed monk looked down at the young monk, smiled slightly, then flew across the island and headed north.

The young monk suddenly bowed deeply, his face full of gratitude, and said loudly: "Thank you for saving my life, senior!"

The green-robed monk did not respond, nor did he turn around, but just slowly flew away.

The young monk looked at the green-robed monk's gradually receding back, suddenly took a breath of cold air, endured the severe pain, and walked towards the octopus monster.

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Mingcang Lake is boundless. The deep blue water surges up in waves under the strong wind. The sunlight shines on the lake, breaking into pieces of shining golden spots.

Chen Yuan flew slowly in the air, his clothes fluttering. He spread out his spiritual sense and paid attention to the movements around him.

He saw the young monk's face full of joy after he struggled to cut off the tentacles of the octopus monster, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He saved the young monk just as a casual act.

At this time, three months had passed since he entered Mingcang Lake to look for the descendants of the true spirit.

During these three months, Chen Yuan flew slowly ten feet above the lake surface so as not to miss any descendants of the true spirit that might exist at the bottom of the lake.

His left hand, hidden in his sleeve, gently grasped the jade beads, sensing the true spirit blood within a thousand feet radius.

But along the way, Yu Jue showed no reaction, so Chen Yuan could only fly away slowly and continue searching tirelessly.

Although the jade beads are mysterious and unpredictable, they are the descendants of the true spirit and are living beings with deep blood in their bodies. It takes time to sense them, so they cannot escape too fast.

Fortunately, the sensing range of the jade beads was as large as a thousand feet in radius, so Chen Yuan's escape speed did not have to be too slow. It was equivalent to a Qi-refining cultivator performing a light body technique. After three months, he had already flown over a small half of Mingcang Lake.

During this period, he rescued several wandering cultivators, but did not hunt any monster beasts. He encountered a level five green fish monster, and he also activated the power of the wind phoenix monster and fled away in a boat.

He wanted to travel all over the vast Mingcang Lake. He didn't want to get involved and would actively avoid monsters when he encountered them.

If there are any blind monsters, Chen Yuan will spread the aura of a cultivator in the late foundation building stage to scare the monsters, and then continue to look for the descendants of the true spirit.

He had long anticipated that this journey would not be smooth sailing, so he was extremely patient.

Even if I travel all over Mingcang Lake and gain nothing, I will not be discouraged at all.

The bloodline of the True Spirit is so rare that searching for the descendants of the True Spirit is like looking for a needle in a haystack. It is normal to find nothing.

If you can’t find it in Mingcang Lake, go to Huanyue Mountains.

If you can’t find it in the Fantasy Moon Mountains, go to other places where monsters gather in Qi State.

If you can't find it in Qi, go to other countries in Donghuazhou.

If you can't find it in Donghuazhou, go to Jiuxianzhou.

In such a vast human world, there must be true spiritual bloodlines.

Thanks for the reward from the Four Gods of Heaven's Wrath!
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