Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chen Yuan took note of these dozen or so relatively intact buildings, and the experience of Master Qing You could not help but emerge in his mind.

Most of the buildings on Jueling Island are in dilapidated condition. There are only a few intact halls such as Tongtian Hall and Tongming Hall.

Over the past thousands of years, almost every corner of Jueling Island has been traveled by monks. There were always some treasures left in the preserved palaces and pavilions, but they were all looted.

Only a very lucky few can discover palaces and pavilions overlooked by their predecessors and find treasures left over from ancient times.

This is the case with Master Qingyou. After passing three trials, he and a fellow disciple entered the secret realm of space to search for treasure.

However, these secret spaces, like the Ice and Fire Realm and the Wind and Thunder Sea, are home to many ferocious beasts. Moreover, over the years, the truly precious treasures had already been taken away, and the two gained very little.

But in a remote place, they discovered a cave of an ancient cultivator, which contained a well-preserved spiritual medicine garden with more than 30 spiritual herbs growing in it, all of which were 800-year-old spiritual herbs, just suitable for use by cultivators in the Jindan stage.

These spiritual herbs have long been extinct in the outside world, but they can be used to refine several ancient elixirs, which are enough to allow a Jindan cultivator to advance by leaps and bounds and break through bottlenecks.

Faced with such a huge temptation, the fellow brothers immediately turned against each other.

The two fought a fierce battle, and Master Qing You was more skilled, and finally won a tragic victory, but he almost lost his life.

He didn't dare to take any more risks, so he picked the spiritual herbs, found a secret place to hide, and waited for the Jueling Island to be closed.

After leaving Jueling Island, he found the alchemy master he was on good terms with in the Wentian Sect, refined these spiritual herbs into elixirs, practiced hard in seclusion, and his cultivation level increased rapidly. He became the one with the greatest hope of forming a baby among the true disciples of the Wentian Sect of that generation.

Chen Yuan did not expect to have the same good luck as Master Qingyou, but he still noted down the location of the mountain. If he had the chance, he wouldn't mind searching for it.

After flying forward for several hundred miles, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth became noticeably richer.

When Chen Yuan was flying, he just used the crudest method to absorb spiritual energy, which was enough to make up for the spiritual energy consumption.

The meridians in the body are filled with abundant spiritual energy, and there is even a feeling of swelling.

Due to the threat of space cracks, his flying speed was very slow, but he was a Jindan cultivator after all, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth could make up for his consumption of flying. Its concentration had reached an incredible level.

This is another characteristic of Jueling Island. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is extremely rich. A Nascent Soul cultivator once deduced that there is a large spiritual vein on Jueling Island, which may even be a giant spiritual vein.

After the cultivator passes the three trials, after another month, Jueling Island will disappear into the void again and no one will be able to enter.

Monks entering the island can choose to leave or stay.

Although Jueling Island is in ruins and there are space cracks, there are many treasures hidden in the secret realm of space and the spiritual energy is extremely rich. It is an absolute treasure land.

During the first few times that Jueling Island was opened, some cultivators chose to stay on the island, using the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth to practice and enter the secret realm of space to search for treasures.

But a hundred years later, when Jueling Island was opened again, the monks who entered the island found that all those who chose to stay on the island had lost their minds and turned into zombies.

No one knew how they became like this, but from then on no cultivator dared to stay on Jueling Island.

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In the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth, Chen Yuan flew forward silently and passed the entrance to a secret space.

When the distance between the two space cracks was no more than ten feet, Patriarch Yuntian finally stopped, and Chen Yuan followed suit.

A desert appeared in front of them, stretching for dozens of miles. The sky above the desert was filled with light yellow fog, covered by a layer of silver-gray light curtain, twisting and rippling like water waves. This was also the entrance to a secret space.

"Senior, is this the Yellow Sand Secret Realm?" Chen Yuan asked.

Patriarch Yuntian looked at the desert with a slightly solemn expression: "Yes, after entering the secret realm, Taoist Yunhe and Old Ghost Ji will no longer hold back. Next, I will need your help to help me seize the Fulong Chizhen Vine."

"Don't worry, senior. I will try my best." Chen Yuan bowed, his eyes lowered, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed across them.

Entering the Yellow Sand Secret Realm is his best and only chance to break free from the control of Ancestor Yuntian.

Although attacks on each other are not allowed outside the secret realm, the strength of Ancestor Yuntian has not been weakened at all.

He was worried that he would be killed by the backlash before he could use the Zhuyan True Fire to erase the blue talisman.

Only when he arrived in the Yellow Sand Secret Realm, when Patriarch Yuntian's strength was greatly reduced and other Nascent Soul cultivators were fighting for the Fulong Chizhen Vine, did he have the opportunity to erase the blue talisman and break free from the restraints.

Patriarch Yuntian seemed very satisfied with Chen Yuan's answer and smiled slightly: "With your help, I will definitely get the Fulong Red True Vine. When the time comes, you can choose the elixir, magic weapon or magical power."

Chen Yuan raised his head, his eyes full of greed: "I will never let you down!"

At this time, Taoist Yunhe rushed over from the side and flew towards the desert. After touching the silver-gray light curtain, his figure flashed and disappeared.

Patriarch Yuntian smiled slightly: "Let's go too."

He sent out a ray of light, wrapped Chen Yuan in it, and flew towards the desert.

When passing through the silver-grey light curtain, Chen Yuan felt as if he was swimming in water, and a gentle resistance came. But the next moment, this resistance disappeared, and looking around, there was a vast expanse of yellow sand, mist, and a dim yellow between the sky and the earth.

After Chen Yuan entered the Yellow Sand Secret Realm, it was like throwing a stone into a lake. The dark yellow fog within a radius of a hundred feet was disturbed, and all rushed over, lingering around Chen Yuan, as if covering him with a layer of dark yellow gauze.

Chen Yuan seemed to be carrying a huge rock on his back. His body suddenly became much heavier, and the circulation of his true energy in his meridians also became sluggish.

The momentum around Patriarch Yuntian was even greater, and dark yellow fog with a radius of a thousand feet surged over, wrapping him into a yellow cocoon.

After a while, the fog slowly dissipated, revealing the slightly gloomy face of Patriarch Yuntian.

His momentum was greatly reduced, and the pressure from the middle Nascent Soul stage disappeared. The aura he exuded was only stronger than that of the late Core Formation stage, but slightly weaker than that of the early Nascent Soul stage.

The dark yellow mist around Chen Yuan slowly dissipated, but the flow of true energy in his meridians was still sluggish.

However, the feeling of carrying a huge rock disappeared along with the dispersing mist. He raised his hand and clenched his fist. His body was not affected at all. His great strength was still there, and he felt much more at ease.

Taoist Yunhe is not nearby. After the cultivators enter the secret realm of space, they will be randomly dispersed in the secret realm.

Unless someone does what Old Ancestor Yuntian did, and uses his escape light to wrap up Chen Yuan, the two will be separated.

Patriarch Yuntian glanced around, selected a direction, and flew forward, saying, "My friend, please follow me. This place is still thousands of miles away from where the Fulong Chizhen vine is. We must not let Taoist Yunhe and Old Ghost Ji get the upper hand."

"Yes." Chen Yuan responded and followed, his attitude as respectful as before.

Patriarch Yuntian turned his head and looked at him, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

Ancestor Yuntian’s speed of escape was extremely fast, and Chen Yuan could barely keep up with him.

After flying for more than ten miles, he suddenly found that the speed at which his true energy was being consumed was much faster than usual.

After flying for more than a hundred miles, the dark yellow fog became much thinner, but Chen Yuan's true energy consumption accelerated again, almost twice as much as usual.

After another hundred miles, the dark yellow fog had disappeared, and Chen Yuan's true energy consumption had reached twice the usual level.

After flying another two hundred miles, only 50% of Chen Yuan's true energy remained.

At this point, not only did flying consume true energy, but there was also a strange invisible aura that emitted a faint demonic aura, spreading throughout the sky and earth, pouring into Chen Yuan's body, constantly consuming the true energy flowing in his meridians.

At this moment, Patriarch Yuntian suddenly slowed down his speed, looked at Chen Yuan, frowned and said: "Why do you have to hold on, little friend Chen? There should be very little true essence left in your Dantian, right?"

Chen Yuan was startled, then smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Senior. I only have less than 20% of my energy left. I don't dare to disturb you. I plan to wait until my energy is exhausted, and then take the elixir to recover."

He raised his right hand, and a jade bottle appeared out of thin air in his palm. He opened the stopper and poured out a Qingyuan Pill.

Patriarch Yuntian's brows relaxed. "My friend, don't be so cautious. You don't know that the evil spirit in this Yellow Sand Secret Realm is extremely strange. If you don't have the true essence to dissipate it, it will damage your meridians and dantian. Therefore, you can't wait until the true essence is completely exhausted before recovering."

Chen Yuan suddenly realized and said, "Thank you for your reminder, Senior. I will recover my true essence right away."

Patriarch Yuntian nodded slightly, and the light of escape fell: "I will protect you, my friend."

Chen Yuan then landed in the desert, took out a cushion, sat cross-legged, swallowed the Qingyuan Pill, closed his eyes and meditated, with spiritual light surging on his body.

After a hundred breaths, Chen Yuan opened his eyes, stood up, put away the cushion, and bowed to Patriarch Yuntian: "Thank you for your protection, senior. My true energy has been fully restored."

Patriarch Yuntian smiled and said, "Let's go, my friend, remember, you can't show off your abilities in the Yellow Sand Secret Realm, and you must always keep your body full of true energy."

"You are a physical cultivator. All your cultivation is above your physical body. Your true essence cannot compare to that of a Dharma cultivator of the same level. You must not be arrogant."

"Junior will follow the teachings of seniors." Chen Yuan responded respectfully, but a strange look flashed in his lowered eyes.

Ordinary physical cultivators focus on their physical body, and their true essence is indeed weak. However, after he practiced "Nine Transformations of the True Spirit" and refined Zhu Yan's true blood, the true essence in his body became much more powerful and pure than that of cultivators of the same level.

However, when he stimulated Zhu Yan's true blood, he consumed too much true essence. Zhu Yan's true fire used true essence as fuel. He could not hold on for long before his true essence seemed weak.

If it were an ordinary Jindan cultivator, he would only be able to hold out for a dozen breaths at most before his true energy was exhausted.

If he were to activate the Zhuyan True Fire, he wouldn't even be able to last ten breaths.

The two of them started their escape light again, and after flying over 400 miles, Chen Yuan slowed down his speed and said with a wry smile, "Senior, I only have 10% of my energy left. I need to recover my energy. Please wait for a moment."

Patriarch Yuntian nodded slightly: "I will protect you, my friend."

Chen Yuan lowered his escape light, took out a cushion, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes in meditation.

Seeing this, Patriarch Yuntian frowned and asked, "Why don't you use the Qingyuan Pill?" (End of this chapter)