Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

In the cave, the moss covering the dome emitted a blue glow, dyeing the gravel, trees, barren hills, and ferocious beasts below all with a light blue color.

Chen Yuan and Jing Shuhan flew all the way here. There was a layer of white light shield surrounding Jing Shuhan, which blocked the oncoming heat waves and was also stained with a layer of light blue.

The two had been flying for three days and three nights, deep under the desert, where the temperature was extremely high, comparable to being burned by flames.

If a Qi-refining cultivator enters the cave, he will turn into a dried corpse in less than a moment.

Under such high temperature, Jing Shuhan had to circulate his true energy to resist the heat wave.

But Chen Yuan's body is strong, and he has refined Zhu Yan's true blood. Even if he is burned by real fire, he is not afraid at all and does not need to circulate his true energy to resist.

Two days ago, the two encountered a fire-attributed beast that was comparable to a seventh-level demon beast. With the combined efforts of the two, they easily killed it.

However, Jing Shuhan was just watching from the sidelines, and it was Chen Yuan who did the main work.

She was also very tactful and took the initiative to give the beast's inner elixir to Chen Yuan.

In the next two days, the two continued to move northward in search of the second fire-attributed beast.

Chen Yuan had searched carefully in Qi Lang’s mustard seed ring before, but did not find any inner elixir of any ferocious beast.

It seems that he had just entered the cave when he met Jing Shuhan, who chased him all the way and finally killed him at the hands of Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan also asked Jing Shuhan why Qi Lang knew her identity and was determined to kill her.

After all, Qi Lang is a cultivator in the late Jindan stage, while Jing Shuhan is only in the early Jindan stage. Logically speaking, the two should not have any intersection.

Jing Shuhan's answer surprised Chen Yuan. It turned out that Qi Lang had privately asked Ji Laogui for sword cultivation techniques in order to collect them.

The Tianji Sect and the Zhenhai Sect have always had disputes, but as one of the three major sects, they have been passed down for tens of thousands of years and are the leaders in the Yuqinghai immortal world. In addition to fighting, they also cooperate a lot, and their relationship is very complicated.

Forty years ago, Ji Laogui found an ancient cultivator's cave and obtained a sword-cultivation inheritance from it. Qi Lang learned the news and went to the cave to ask for it, holding a token from a supreme elder of the Zhenhai Sect.

The sword cultivation inheritance was useless to Ji Laogui, but he would not give it to Qi Lang for nothing, so he asked for a high price.

Qi Lang finally bought the sword cultivation inheritance, but he also kept this matter in mind.

His reputation as the second best swordsman in Yuqinghai was obviously not worth mentioning in front of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

But Qi Lang did not dare to go against Ji Laogui, but he remembered Jing Shuhan who was always by his side.

This time when they met in the cave, he wanted to take Jing Shuhan's life without saying a word to vent his anger.

Jing Shuhan tried every possible means and set up a formation to fight back, but was still no match for Qi Lang. If Chen Yuan had not intervened, she would have died.

Chen Yuan suddenly realized that there were not so many demon-slayers in the world of immortal cultivation. Qi Lang had such a strong desire to kill Jing Shuhan that this was the reason.

……

The two flew away, and Chen Yuan suddenly said, "Fairy, please follow me."

Jing Shuhan's face lit up with joy: "Did Daoist friend discover any traces of the ferocious beast?"

Chen Yuan nodded, turned around and flew to the side, and Jing Shuhan followed closely behind him.

But after flying for more than twenty miles, Jing Shuhan still could not find any trace of the ferocious beast in his consciousness, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, Chen Yuan suddenly stopped and a light of escape descended.

Jing Shuhan was even more confused. This was a gentle, low hill, several feet in radius, covered with a kind of light red thorns, about a foot high, covered with sharp thorns. Under the illumination of the blue moss, it shone with a faint cold light, as if it were made of gold and iron.

The hill was surrounded by a wasteland, with black sand and gravel covering the ground. Occasionally, a few weeds stubbornly grew out from the cracks in the rocks, small and burnt.

Jing Shuhan carefully scanned the barren hill with his spiritual sense and found nothing unusual.

But she knew that Chen Yuan must have a purpose for this action, so she did not ask any questions, but just followed the light of escape and stopped beside Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan was hanging several feet above the barren hill. He raised his hand and grabbed it. The Feiyun Sword appeared out of thin air, made a clear sound, and slashed down towards the barren hill.

puff!
The Feiyun Sword slashed at a bunch of light red thorns, making a dull sound like hitting rotten leather. It only cut through a dozen thorns before it could no longer continue.

Jing Shuhan's expression changed slightly. This thorn bush could actually block the attack of a magic weapon. There must be something strange going on.

Chen Yuan waved his fingers and the Feiyun Sword flew back and slashed down again.

The barren hill was filled with sword energy, hundreds of thorns were cut off, and the light red thorn bushes became much sparser.

"Ow—"

Suddenly, a roar like muffled thunder came from underground, and the low hill shook violently and actually rose from the ground.

A huge head protruded from under the rising hill, like a turtle or an eagle, covered with thick scales, followed by sturdy limbs. It stomped heavily to the side, stirring up dust all over the sky.

The low hill suddenly rose several feet high, and gravel and sand fell down. A fierce momentum swept over, and a strong wind was raised on the flat ground, breaking all the weeds on the wasteland and making them disappear in the wind.

Jing Shuhan's expression changed, and her beautiful eyes were full of disbelief.

This inconspicuous hill was actually transformed from a ferocious beast!
This turtle-shaped beast had a powerful aura, comparable to a seventh-level demon beast, but she had just used her spiritual sense to carefully investigate it, but found nothing.

How powerful must Chen Yuan's spiritual sense be to have been able to detect the trace of this ferocious beast from more than twenty miles away?

Jing Shuhan couldn't help but turn his head and look at Chen Yuan, secretly shocked.

Chen Yuan said: "Fairy, please join me in killing this beast."

Jing Shuhan nodded slightly and flicked her sleeve. A small yellow tripod appeared in front of her. Dozens of wisps of light smoke flew out of the tripod and wrapped around the limbs of the ferocious beast.

This ferocious beast looks like a turtle or a crocodile. The low hill is its carapace, and the light red thorns are sharp spikes that look hideous and terrifying.

It was awakened from its deep sleep and became extremely furious, staring at Chen Yuan with its pair of eyes as big as bowls.

"Ow!"

The ferocious beast suddenly roared wildly, and the light red spikes on its carapace flew out and shot towards Chen Yuan, completely ignoring its limbs that were locked by the light smoke.

The Yuan Crocodile Armor could not be used, so Chen Yuan immediately displayed his nameless magical power. His body grew to about ten feet tall, and appeared silver-white. He flashed and avoided most of the spikes. He then punched out a few times, knocking away the remaining spikes, and rushed towards the turtle-shaped beast.

Occasionally a few sharp thorns would hit Chen Yuan, but would only leave a shallow wound.

These spikes look scary, but can be cut off by the Feiyun Sword. In fact, they are not tough and are easily blocked by Chen Yuan.

The turtle-shaped beast became even more angry, its neck retracted, then suddenly stretched several feet, its head poked out, and it opened its mouth to bite Chen Yuan. It poked its head out very quickly, but its intention was too obvious and could be easily seen through.

Chen Yuan dodged the bite with a sway of his body, and reached out to grab the beast's neck, but the beast suddenly retracted its head and avoided Chen Yuan's hand.

Jing Shuhan took the opportunity to raise his hand and made a gesture, then shouted softly: "Lock!"

Dozens of wisps of light smoke that were wrapped around the limbs of the turtle-shaped beast suddenly tightened and were pulled back.

The light smoke was as tight as an iron chain, but the turtle-shaped beast only paused slightly, and pulled its limbs back with force, and dozens of wisps of light smoke broke at once.

Jing Shuhan's cultivation was too low, and the small yellow tripod was just a low-level magic weapon, which was completely unable to restrict the beast's actions.

But there was only a moment of pause, Chen Yuan arrived in front of the ferocious beast and punched it hard!
boom!
This punch hit the head of the turtle-shaped beast. The beast's turtle head sank heavily, the scales on the top of its head broke and dented, blood splattered everywhere, and it let out a howl.

Chen Yuan used all his strength this time and severely damaged the turtle-shaped beast.

At the same time, Jing Shuhan pointed at the small yellow tripod with her slender hand, and hundreds of wisps of light smoke flew out of the tripod, condensing into a smoke rope, which shot towards the ferocious beast like lightning, wrapped around its neck, and pulled it up heavily.

The cigarette rope, as thick as a child's arm, was stretched into a line. The beast was about to retract its head into its carapace, but it paused slightly under the huge force.

Chen Yuan hugged the beast's neck with both hands, his muscles bulged, and he exerted force suddenly, throwing the beast into the air, twisting his body, and falling heavily to the ground!
boom!
The wasteland trembled violently, sand and dust flew everywhere, almost reaching the dome of the cave, and the body of the ferocious beast was completely covered by the thick sand and dust.

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, then exhaled heavily. A gust of wind blew past, dispersing all the smoke and dust.

When Jing Shuhan saw this scene, he was shocked and blew his air into wind. Chen Yuan already had a bit of the demeanor of a transformed demon king.

The sand dissipated, and the ferocious beast revealed itself. It used its limbs to turn over. All the spikes on its carapace had been broken, and a crack appeared in the center. Blood gushed out like a spring, and it looked in a miserable state.

After being hit, no matter how ferocious it was, it became frightened and turned around to run away.

But it was carrying a heavy tortoise shell and had no ability to fly, so its speed was extremely slow.

Chen Yuan's figure flashed and chased after him. Jing Shuhan also pointed at the small yellow tripod in front of him. Hundreds of wisps of smoke flew out of the tripod again, condensed into a smoke rope, and shot towards the ferocious beast.

When the turtle-shaped beast saw Chen Yuan chasing after it again, it hurriedly retracted its head and limbs into its carapace and lay there.

Jing Shuhan couldn't help but laugh. It was rare to force a ferocious beast to beg for mercy.

Chen Yuan came to the top of the beast, frowned, and grabbed the beast's carapace with both hands, trying to lift it up, but the beast's limbs were firmly grasping the ground, and Chen Yuan tried his best, but it was of no avail.

Just now, the ferocious beast was caught off guard and was grabbed by Chen Yuan. Now it is on guard. Although its strength is still not as good as Chen Yuan's, it can no longer let him control it.

Chen Yuan sneered, raised his right hand, and punched down!
boom!
The carapace is sunken inward and has cracks.

Chen Yuan retracted his fist, but the ferocious beast still lay on the ground.

Bang bang bang!
After several punches, a large part of the beast's back armor was dented and blood flowed.

And this was just the beginning. Chen Yuan raised his right hand and punched down one after another. His movements were not fast, but he used all his strength in each punch.

At the same time, he made a hand gesture with his left hand, and the Feiyun Sword grew to a size of ten feet. It slashed at the beast's back armor, leaving cracks.

Jing Shuhan was not idle either. The light smoke that flew out of the yellow small tripod condensed into eighteen kinds of weapons, including swords, spears, swords and halberds, and slashed towards the ferocious beast. The weapons landed on its back armor, leaving slight cracks, and then turned into wisps of light smoke and dissipated in the wind.

But at the same time as the two men took action, the beast's back armor began to shine, and the cracks that were cut by the Feiyun Sword and the Qingyan weapon quickly recovered.

The place hit by Chen Yuan's fist recovered a little slower, but it was also comparable to the speed of his punch.

Jing Shuhan frowned slightly. It turned out that the beast's innate magical power was an immortal body and amazing self-healing ability. It seemed that it would take some effort to heal it.

Chen Yuan was not moved at all. He just raised his right hand again and again, punching down tirelessly, with continuous rumbling sounds.

Jing Shuhan suppressed his irritable emotions and activated the true energy in his body. Light smoke continued to fly out of the small yellow tripod, condensed into a weapon, and slashed towards the turtle-shaped beast.

The attack of the two men lasted for half an hour, and the light on the beast's back armor finally disappeared.

boom!
Chen Yuan punched down again. This time, the beast's back armor sank, and its light dimmed, and it did not return to its original state.

At this time, the beast's energy weakened and became almost invisible. Its limbs and turtle head slowly stretched out from its carapace and hung on the ground with its eyes closed.

Its immortal body and magical powers were broken by the two of them, its demonic power was exhausted, and it had no vitality left.

Jing Shuhan felt relieved, took back the yellow tripod, lowered the light of escape, came to Chen Yuan, and smiled: "The immortal body is the most troublesome. Thanks to fellow Taoist, we were able to break the defense of this beast."

Chen Yuan said calmly, "You are too kind, Fairy. Ferocious beasts have no intelligence and will just shrink in their shells until they die. They don't know how to resist, so they are not difficult to deal with."

He pointed and the Feiyun Sword flew into the mouth of the ferocious beast. After a stir, it flew out with a fist-sized light red inner core.

Chen Yuan casually threw the inner elixir to Jing Shuhan and said, "According to the agreement, this inner elixir belongs to the fairy."

Jing Shuhan raised his hand to catch the inner elixir and put it into the mustard seed ring.

Chen Yuan used the Feiyun Sword again to remove the beast's carapace, and then took out a several-foot-long, elastic tendon from its neck, and put it into Qi Lang's mustard seed ring.

This was the first time he had seen this kind of turtle-shaped monster, and there was no record of it in Master Qingyou's memory.

But he had hunted hundreds of monsters in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Monsters and was very experienced. He could see the value of these two materials at a glance.

The beast's back armor has amazing defensive capabilities, and can be used to repair the Yuan Tuo armor.

This long light red tendon is extremely tough and resilient. It can be used as a material for refining tools and magic weapons, and is very valuable.

Chen Yuan turned to look at Jing Shuhan: "Is there anything the fairy needs?"

Chen Yuan made great efforts in hunting the ferocious beast this time, and Jing Shuhan also obtained the inner elixir of the ferocious beast. All the materials of the ferocious beast should belong to Chen Yuan.

But apart from the carapace and the long tendons, the other things were of little value. At most they could be used to refine spiritual weapons, and they also took up a lot of space. Chen Yuan didn't think much of them, so he just went with the flow and did them a favor.

Jing Shuhan shook her head. Old Ghost Ji regarded her as his future incarnation and gave her many treasures. He also looked down on the remaining ferocious beast materials.

Chen Yuan said: "In that case, let's set off now and head to the Far North."

They have already collected the inner cores of both ice and fire beasts. They only need to reach the northernmost part of the cave, pass through the pit, return to the ground, and walk through a thick fog to pass the first trial.

Jing Shuhan smiled and said, "Everything is up to you, Taoist friend."

Chen Yuan immediately took off and flew north, with Jing Shuhan following closely behind. (End of this chapter)