Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chapter 239 Master and Disciple
The Dangmo Desert at dusk is shrouded in a layer of dark yellow light. Everything becomes dim. The huge crescent-shaped sand dunes stand quietly on the vast yellow sand, like ancient relics solidified in the long river of time.

A hungry lizard went out to hunt for food. It meandered forward, squinting its eyes, carefully looking for poisonous scorpions and insects to fill its stomach.

Suddenly, a misty green light passed almost close to the ground, bringing with it a gust of wind, raising huge waves of sand, and seemed to have the power to sweep across the heavens and the earth.

The lizard quickly retreated into its nest buried in the yellow sand, and the yellow sand became dead silent again.

In the misty green light, it was Chen Yuan who was escaping from the battlefield by riding the Duyun Boat.

He ignored the backlash of Feng Luan's demonic power and continuously activated the full speed of Duyunzhou in a short period of time, comparable to that of an early Jindan cultivator, and quickly escaped from the battlefield.

But the Demon-Slaying Desert was hundreds of miles in radius, and it took him half a quarter of an hour to reach the edge of the desert.

He did not return to the oasis as Jin Luoheng had instructed, but instead made a detour and left the Demon-Slaying Desert from another direction.

Being targeted by Liu Fan and Elder Qi at the same time, his secret as a physical cultivator was exposed, and he could no longer stay in Lingyun Sect.

If it were only Liu Fan and Elder Qi, Chen Yuan would not be too afraid. After all, Jin Luoheng was a cultivator in the late Jindan stage and was able to protect him.

But he couldn't explain how he had gone from the initial stage of foundation building to the late stage of foundation building in just over twenty years, and how he was a physical cultivator who had a particularly difficult time improving his cultivation.

He knew that Jin Luoheng would not covet his disciple's opportunities and was extremely protective of his people, so he dared to rescue Lin Hao.

But he didn't dare to gamble whether other Jindan cultivators of Lingyun Sect, or even the sect leader Xuanyuanzi, would be interested in his way of strengthening his body.

The moment he rescued Lin Hao, he had already decided to leave Donghuazhou.

But before that, he had one most important thing to do.

……

After leaving the Demon-Slaying Desert, Chen Yuan flew day and night without sleep. It took him two days to finally reach the Fantasy Moon Mountains.

As the six major sects of Qi State launched a decisive battle with the demon cultivators, Guiyuan Sect mobilized a large number of foundation-building cultivators to go to the Demon-Slaying Desert to participate in the battle. Only a few foundation-building cultivators were left in the Huanyue Market, with only one Jindan Zhenren and a dozen Qi-refining disciples stationed there.

But with this Jindan Zhenren in charge, no evil cultivator would dare to come here and cause trouble.

Chen Yuan changed into a complete white gown, walked quickly into the Huanyue Market, came to the Huanyue Pavilion, and rented a first-class cave.

The deacon at the tenth level of Qi Refining in Huanyue Pavilion could not see through Chen Yuan's cultivation level, but he was deeply impressed by this man's lavish behavior of spending forty low-grade spirit stones to rent a cave for a year.

Everyone knows that the situation in the Demon-Slaying Desert is getting worse and worse. Many independent cultivators have fled Qi and gone far away. It has been a long time since anyone has acted so generously.

Chen Yuan ignored Deacon Huanyue's strange look and came to the rented cave. He sat on the cushion engraved with a spirit gathering array, took a healing pill, closed his eyes and meditated, absorbing the meager spiritual energy emanating from the underground spirit veins.

He first fought a fierce battle with the demon cultivator, and then flew here day and night. The true energy in his body was almost exhausted, and he was also affected by the aftermath of the fight between Jin Luoheng and Elder Qi. His meridians were damaged and he needed to recuperate.

However, his injuries were not serious. In just two hours, his meridian injuries recovered and the true energy lake in his dantian became full again.

Only at this time did Chen Yuan have time to deal with the bloody spots left in his body by Liu Fan.

The blood-colored light spot was like a cancer attached to a tiny meridian. It did not move at all and had no effect on Chen Yuan.

But as long as the light spot exists, Liu Fan can sense his position within a certain distance.

This is an extremely sophisticated tracking method, which is extremely difficult to crack for ordinary foundation-building cultivators.

But Chen Yuan is different. He has obtained all the memories of Master Qingyou and has at least three secret techniques to crack the tracking method.

If Liu Fan was not a Jindan cultivator, he would be able to destroy this blood-colored light spot, which was obviously a demonic method, by himself with the power of the stars in his body.

A secret technique with the fastest effect emerged in Chen Yuan's mind. He raised his hand and made a gesture. His true energy poured into this meridian like a rushing river, constantly washing away the blood-colored light spots. Every time it left the meridian, it would take away a trace of imperceptible blood-colored light.

But after an hour, Chen Yuan stopped, frowned, looked inward, and stared at the blood-colored spots in his meridians.

He continued to use his true energy to dissipate the blood-colored light spots, but to little effect, and the blood-colored light spots suffered almost no damage.

At this rate, it would take at least a month to completely eliminate all the blood-colored spots.

However, the Six Sects of Qi and the two Demon Sects may have already decided the winner, or are about to decide the winner. The Demon Sect has a huge advantage and is very likely to defeat the Six Sects of Qi.

If the evil cultivator takes control of Qi's cultivation world, Liu Fan will definitely keep tracking him down, and it will be extremely difficult for him to enter the Fantasy Moon Mountains to hunt the white ape.

He must take advantage of the chaos in Qi's cultivation world and enter the Fantasy Moon Mountains to hunt the white ape.

Chen Yuan made up his mind and changed the magic formula in his hand. True energy surged into his meridians, wrapping the blood-colored light spots layer by layer.

This was another secret technique he had obtained from the memories of Master Qing You. Although it could not erase the bloody spots, it could hide them. Unless Liu Fan came within ten miles of Chen Yuan, his location would not be detected.

At this distance, Chen Yuan had already entered the range of Liu Fan's spiritual awareness, so tracking the blood-colored light spot was meaningless.

After hiding the bloody light spot, Chen Yuan closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing for a moment, then took out the jade bottle containing the savage's soul.

He opened the bottle stopper and took out the soul. Two days later, the savage's soul had become weak and his eyes were dull.

Chen Yuan closed his eyes slightly and used the soul-searching technique to explore the wild man's memory.

A quarter of an hour later, he opened his eyes and released a wisp of true energy, crushing the savage's soul, with a frown on his face.

He saw his past experiences from the savage's memories, but did not get the answers he wanted.

The savage turned out not to be a physical cultivator, but a human-demon hybrid!

This man's name is Heihu. He is a casual cultivator from Yunling Country, the home of the Blood Spirit Sect. He has poor aptitude and possesses the four spiritual roots of gold, fire, earth and wood, but he has a strong tiger demon bloodline in his body. As his cultivation level improves, his body will also become stronger.

But because of this, the power of ordinary spiritual weapons was reduced by half, and he usually fought the enemy with his physical strength.

However, Black Tiger's tiger demon bloodline is quite powerful. As he broke through the bottleneck of the late stage, he gained a kind of innate secret skill from his bloodline.

According to this secret technique, Black Tiger hunted a fourth-level tiger demon, extracted the tiger bones from its body, integrated them into the demon pill and his own blood essence, and refined them into a bone knife that was equivalent to a top-grade spiritual weapon. However, only he could control it. With the help of the bone knife, he could perform the art of shape-shifting, which greatly increased his strength and made him quite a name for himself in the Yunling Kingdom.

This time, the Blood Spirit Sect invaded Qi State and offered a generous reward, which included several elixirs that increased the chance of forming a pill. Black Tiger was very jealous and joined the Blood Spirit Sect and came to Qi State, but he met Chen Yuan, a real physical cultivator, and died in one day.

Chen Yuan shook his head and put away the jade bottle.

He originally wanted to obtain some physical cultivation secrets and methods to strengthen his body from the savage, but he did not expect that the savage was half human and half demon, and was not a physical cultivator at all.

He checked the contents of the Black Tiger's storage bag. There were more than two hundred mid-grade spirit stones, a bottle of late-stage foundation-building elixir, a few healing elixirs, a few three-hundred-year-old spirit herbs, and some sundries, but not a single spirit weapon jade slip.

He collected these things into categories, then quietly left the market and flew towards the Fantasy Moon Mountains.

……

At night, the Dangmo Desert was cold and windy. A full moon was hanging high in the sky. The stars in the sky could not cover the brightness of the moon. In the galaxy across the sky, countless stars were floating up and down. The starlight and moonlight sprinkled together, covering the endless yellow sand with a layer of white frost. But in the next moment, thousands of rays of light flashed across the clear night sky, breaking this frozen and beautiful picture.

These lights of escape were not moving very fast and passed through the air quietly, seemingly carrying a sense of dejection. Many of them were shaking as if they were about to fall to the ground at the next moment.

Looking through the light, every cultivator's expression was extremely gloomy, and some of the cultivators had distorted facial features, as if they were enduring great pain.

After almost three days and three nights of fighting, the monks from Qi were still defeated.

Twenty-three Jindan masters were killed, and more than six hundred foundation-building cultivators were nowhere to be found. In order to stop the demon cultivators from pursuing them, Ziyang Sect's Master Lenghui and Wanshou Mountain's Old Monster Qu killed six Jindan demon cultivators and died on the spot. The remaining Jindan masters retreated in panic with the foundation-building cultivators.

Fortunately, the demon cultivators kept their promise and did not kill them all, which gave the cultivators from Qi a chance to catch their breath and prevented them from being completely wiped out.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators were extremely grateful, but only the Jindan True Immortals knew that this was the intimidation from the Yuanying cultivators of Qi State. The demon cultivators only chased for more than forty miles before calling off their troops.

The demon cultivators did not dare to slaughter all the low-level cultivators of the six major sects in Qi State, otherwise the leaders of the six sects would have no scruples and would be bent on revenge. Even the two major demon sects would not be able to withstand the wrath of the Nascent Soul cultivators.

The defeated Qi monks retreated all the way back to the oasis and returned to their respective sects' headquarters.

They only had one night to rest and recuperate, as they had to withdraw from the Demon-Slaying Desert and return to the sect the next day.

The six major sects have already sent Jindan Zhenren back to the sect to inform the elders who stayed behind in the sect of the news of the defeat, gather the disciples in the sect, and pack up the materials for cultivation.

They only have five days to withdraw from Qi State, and will not leave any spiritual stones to the two major demon sects, but according to the agreement, the six major sects are not allowed to destroy the spiritual veins and minerals.

The monks from various immortal cultivation families did not even return to the oasis, but led their disciples directly to leave the Demon-Slaying Desert. Only the monks who were too seriously injured to fly followed the monks from the six sects back to the oasis to heal their wounds first.

The six major sects must leave Qi and give up their sect headquarters, but if these immortal cultivation families are interested, they can stay in Qi, but they will become vassals of the two major demon sects.

Since this concerns the fate of the entire family, the patriarch cannot make a decision on his own. He must discuss it with the monks in the clan and cannot delay for even a moment.

For the monks who returned to the oasis, this was destined to be a lively night. From time to time, lights of light would silently pass through the sky and land in courtyards and small buildings, while they would anxiously discuss the future shrouded in fog.

In the center of Lingyun Sect’s base, Lin Hao, Sun Congyao, and Shen Danmei landed in front of Jin Luoheng’s courtyard.

Lin Hao bowed deeply and was about to speak when the gate of the courtyard slowly opened. Jin Luoheng's voice rang in the ears of the three disciples: "Come in."

The three disciples walked in and came to the main hall, where they saw Jin Luoheng, who looked tired.

During the battle, he fought with a demon cultivator in the late Jindan stage for three days and three nights, severely injuring him and consuming a great deal of his true energy and spirit.

Lin Hao asked with concern: "Master, are you okay?"

He, Sun Congyao and Shen Danmei followed Jin Luoheng's instructions and focused on saving their own lives during the battle. They only suffered minor injuries and were not in serious condition.

Jin Luoheng shook his head slightly: "Have you ever seen Chen Yuan?"

The three disciples all shook their heads. Sun Congyao said in a deep voice, "I have asked several monks on duty, but none of them have seen Junior Brother Chen."

Shen Danmei looked extremely nervous: "Will Junior Brother Chen be secretly killed by those two people?"

The two heard about Chen Yuan from Lin Hao. Sun Congyao was extremely shocked to learn that Chen Yuan was a physical cultivator. However, Shen Danmei had known about it for a long time and was just worried about Chen Yuan's safety.

Jin Luoheng said: "After Chen Yuan left the battlefield, I kept an eye on Qi Yuanshan and Liu Fan, and they didn't have a chance to attack."

Shen Danmei let out a long sigh and murmured, "That's good, that's good..."

Lin Hao showed hesitation on his face, and said: "Master, before Junior Brother Chen left, he gave me a few wooden boxes and asked me to pass them on to you..."

He touched his storage bag and took out eight wooden boxes with talismans attached to them.

Jin Luoheng raised his hand and took the wooden box over. He looked at the talisman that firmly stuck the lid and the box together and frowned slightly. "What's in the box?"

These wooden boxes are all made of hundred-year-old spiritual wood, which has the effect of sealing spiritual energy and isolating spiritual consciousness. Jin Luoheng is unable to tell what is stored inside.

Lin Hao shook his head and said, "I don't know. Junior Brother Chen just said that this matter is of great importance and there must not be any omissions."

At this point, he paused and said, "Junior Brother Chen also... has one more thing to tell Master. He cannot fulfill his filial duty in front of Master, so he can only offer this gift to Master. Please forgive me."

As soon as these words were spoken, Shen Danmei and Sun Congyao's expressions changed, Jin Luoheng's eyes also condensed slightly, and the atmosphere in the main hall instantly became solemn.

After a while, Jin Luoheng said, "Then let me see what is in this wooden box that can fulfill his duty as a disciple!"

He raised his hand and the talismans on the eight wooden boxes broke at the same time. The lids opened and rich spiritual energy instantly filled the air.

The three disciples stared intently and saw eight well-preserved spiritual herbs of different shapes slowly rising. The dew on the leaves was still rolling slowly, reflecting the soft light of the night pearl.

Jin Luoheng's eyes swept over the eight spiritual herbs and landed on one of them, which was about one foot tall and green like emerald green. His expression was solemn: "Is this... Qingxuan Xiling Flower?"

When the three disciples heard this, they were all confused. They had never heard of this kind of spiritual herb.

Not only that, they didn't even recognize the other seven spiritual herbs. However, the three disciples had all entered the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain and had seen five hundred year old spiritual herbs, which were much inferior to these seven spiritual herbs.

"Chen Yuan is thoughtful..." Jin Luoheng suddenly sighed, raised his sleeves, and put the eight spiritual herbs back into the wooden box.

Shen Danmei couldn't help but ask: "Master, are these spiritual herbs all eight hundred year old?"

Jin Luoheng shook his head slightly: "These seven are eight hundred year old spiritual herbs, and this Qingxuanxi Linghua is a thousand year old spiritual herb. Even among thousand year old spiritual herbs, it is quite precious."

The faces of the three disciples changed drastically. They found it incredible that Chen Yuan handed over eight eight-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs to Jin Luoheng. They never thought that he could actually take out a thousand-year-old spiritual herb that even Nascent Soul cultivators regarded as a treasure!

Jin Luoheng put the eight wooden boxes into his storage bag and said in a deep voice, "This matter must not be known to outsiders. Chen Yuan has already been targeted by Liu Fan and Qi Yuanshan. If people knew that he had taken out the thousand-year-old spiritual herb, his situation would be even more dangerous."

The three disciples responded in unison, and Lin Hao said, "I have one more thing to report. Before leaving, Junior Brother Chen gave me a jade slip. Please take a look at it, Master."

He touched his storage bag, took out the jade slip that Chen Yuan had given him, bowed and handed it to Jin Luoheng, then took out two top-grade spiritual tools and handed them to Sun Congyao and Shen Danmei: "This is what Junior Brother Chen asked me to pass on to you. Please accept it."

The two men took the spiritual weapons hesitantly. Jin Luoheng raised his hand and took the jade slip. He probed his spiritual sense into it. After a moment, he withdrew his spiritual sense, his eyes full of surprise and doubt.

He handed the jade slip back to Lin Hao and said, "The experience of forming a pill recorded in this jade slip is extremely sophisticated and brilliant. Even I, your teacher, felt refreshed after reading it. It is definitely not something that an ordinary cultivator could come up with. You can comprehend it carefully, and your chance of forming a pill will increase by three points."

Lin Hao was delighted and took the jade slip, but then he remembered that Chen Yuan was wandering outside and his life or death was unknown, and his face darkened.

He and Chen Yuan were not close friends, but Chen Yuan saved his life and gave him the jade slip, which made him very grateful.

Sun Congyao and Shen Danmei looked at the top-grade spiritual weapons in their hands with complicated expressions. Shen Danmei's eyes turned red and she shed two lines of tears. She whispered, "Junior Brother Chen, why are you leaving?"

Jin Luoheng raised his eyes slightly, looked into the distance, and said calmly: "Chen Yuan has many secrets. He must have some concerns, so he fled far away just now."

"But you must remember, no matter how much trouble Chen Yuan gets into, he is still my disciple and your junior fellow apprentice!"

(End of this chapter)