Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

In the northwest of the Huangling Sea, a tiny island with a radius of more than ten miles floats alone on the sea. Within a hundred miles around it, there are no other islands and no waterways.

In the center of the island is a bare stone mountain, about a hundred feet high, surrounded by gray stones. There is no grass on the entire island, and the rocks are rugged and hideous.

A beam of light descended from the sky and landed on the top of the stone mountain. A figure appeared. He was dressed in white and wearing a hat that covered his face.

He raised his hand and took off his hat, revealing a handsome face with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. It was Chen Yuan.

He spread out his spiritual sense and carefully explored the entire deserted island. He nodded slightly and smiled with satisfaction.

On this deserted island, there are only some mosses and weeds growing tenaciously in the cracks of the rocks, and some insects with extremely strong vitality, but no other living creatures.

He raised his hand and grabbed, the Feiyun Sword appeared out of thin air in front of him, with a clear sound, it shot out, slashing horizontally and vertically, rocks flew everywhere, and a hole was cut out in the waist of the stone mountain.

After several hours, he dug out a cave and burned all the stones he dug out into ashes using the Fire Bird Technique.

This cave is extremely simple, with only a training room, an alchemy room, and a stone chamber with a skylight carved out, which is specially used to draw starlight into the body. The stone walls are rough and uneven.

Chen Yuan also specially dug a tunnel that went directly underground. The exit was on the east side of the deserted island, a natural cave under the sea surface, which was extremely hidden.

The spiritual consciousness of the monks cannot penetrate the stone and soil. If an accident happens, this tunnel may come in handy.

Afterwards, Chen Yuan took out an illusion array obtained from other Jindan cultivators and set it up around the stone mountain to conceal the traces of the cave. Cultivators below the Jindan stage could not detect the existence of the cave.

This deserted island is so remote that even Qi-refining cultivators would not pass by here, and Chen Yuan’s disguise is almost impossible to be discovered.

After doing all this, a day passed and Chen Yuan finally felt relieved. He entered the cave and sat cross-legged to practice, recovering the true energy consumed in opening up the cave.

One day later, Chen Yuan's true energy was fully restored. He took out a bottle of cultivation pills from his mustard seed ring, poured out one, swallowed it, and began to practice in seclusion.

The pill entered his stomach and turned into a huge stream of spiritual energy. Chen Yuan immediately practiced his skills to guide the spiritual energy to flow through his meridians.

Time does not exist in cultivation. Two months passed in a flash. Chen Yuan was immersed in the ethereal and mysterious cultivation. The spiritual energy circulated for thirty-six times, removing impurities bit by bit, becoming extremely pure and flowing towards the dantian.

But at this moment, a few tiny strands of blue spiritual light suddenly emerged from the meridians connected to the Dantian and entered into the pure spiritual energy. In an instant, they dyed the spiritual energy azure blue!

The next moment, Chen Yuan actually lost control of this spiritual energy. The azure spiritual energy suddenly collapsed into thousands of strands of spiritual energy, like a river flowing backwards, rushing into other meridians!
Chen Yuan suddenly woke up from his meditation and immediately practiced his skills to restrain the turbulent flow of spiritual energy, but it was of no avail.

Thousands of strands of azure spiritual energy poured into all of Chen Yuan's meridians within a few breaths. In a flash, they exploded and formed thousands of tiny spiritual energy storms that raged in the meridians!
It felt as if thousands of ants were biting his heart, or as if he was being cut into pieces by a thousand knives. Chen Yuan screamed miserably and could no longer maintain his sitting posture, and fell to the ground.

He gripped the ground tightly with his ten fingers, and with his powerful force, he dug out ten deep pits. His facial features were distorted and his forehead was covered with large beads of sweat.

This spiritual energy storm came quickly and went away quickly, lasting only three breaths before slowly dissipating.

However, all the meridians in Chen Yuan's body were torn apart after being ravaged by the spiritual energy storm. A deep blue spiritual light remained on the walls of the meridians, flickering unsteadily. When looking inside, it seemed as dreamy as the starry sky.

The excruciating pain like being tortured by slicing slowly faded away. Chen Yuan gasped for breath and climbed up from the ground. Every movement he made caused tingling pain in his meridians.

He was very familiar with this azure spiritual light, which was exactly the same as the blue talisman left by Ancestor Yuntian!
Chen Yuan suddenly remembered that after completing the transaction with Patriarch Yuntian, he used the Zhuyan True Fire to wipe off the blue talisman, and a few strands of blue spiritual light flown out of the body along the meridians.

After erasing the blue talisman, he only focused on checking the Dantian, but did not check the meridian.

Patriarch Yuntian must have done something to this meridian. The blue talisman was just a cover. The real means were those few strands of blue spiritual light, which successfully concealed the truth and deceived him.

Chen Yuan endured the pain all over his body, gritted his teeth and stood up, activated Zhu Yan's true blood, Zhu Yan's true fire appeared in his right hand, and he raised his hand and patted his chest.

Zhu Yan's true fire was divided into tens of millions of sparks, pouring into the meridians, forming white flame films that were between reality and illusion, covering the walls of the meridians, burning blue spots of light.

At the same time, Chen Yuan's figure flashed and he rushed to the gate of the cave. He couldn't wait for the stone door to open by itself, so he raised his hand and pushed the two stone doors down, then rushed out of the cave in the raised dust.

He clenched his teeth, ignoring the pain in his body and having no time to pay attention to the illusion, he rode the light and came to the sky above the deserted island, then suddenly stopped.

Chen Yuan looked around and after figuring out the direction, he frantically urged his true energy to increase his speed and flew towards the west.

The true energy flowed through the severely damaged meridians, like a series of tiny sharp blades cutting through the meridians, causing the vein walls to be broken and torn even more severely, bringing Chen Yuan even greater pain.

But Chen Yuan endured it with his strong willpower. He had no time to care about these things at the moment. He had only one thought in his mind, which was to escape. The faster the better!

Since Patriarch Yuntian left behind a method, it is definitely not as simple as severely damaging his meridians.

What Patriarch Yuntian is seeking is the Zhuyan True Fire, and if he dies in the spiritual energy storm, the secret of the Zhuyan True Fire will be buried.

This blue spiritual light can not only severely damage his meridians, but also has the effect of positioning, allowing Ancestor Yuntian to sense his position, capture him, and force him to tell the secret of Zhu Yan's True Fire.

After the spiritual energy storm broke out, Chen Yuan immediately thought of this, and immediately activated Zhu Yan's true blood, used Zhu Yan's true fire to cover the blue light spot, and then fled for his life. He couldn't go to the Wan Yao Sea, because the Yuntian Patriarch would soon catch up with him, and he couldn't stay in Yuqing Sea. He could only go to Jiuxianzhou, where Zhenhai Sect couldn't reach.

But before that, he had to erase the blue spots in his meridians to avoid the perception of Ancestor Yuntian.

Otherwise, Patriarch Yuntian only needed to follow Chen Yuan into Jiuxianzhou and capture him without anyone noticing.

Fortunately, these blue spiritual lights contained a trace of the spiritual power of Ancestor Yuntian, which was just suppressed by Zhu Yan's true fire.

When Chen Yuan used the Zhuyan True Fire in his body, his true energy consumption was greatly reduced, so he immediately activated the Zhuyan True Fire to cover the blue spots and wipe them out one by one.

After Zhu Yan's true fire was divided, its power also decreased, and it could only wipe out the blue spots bit by bit, not all at once.

Chen Yuan didn't know whether Zhu Yan's True Fire could cut off the connection between Ancestor Yuntian and the blue light spot, and he felt uneasy.

But this is the only solution he can think of, and it is also his strongest means. If Zhuyan True Fire still doesn't work, then he will have no way out.

Chen Yuan gritted his teeth, enduring the severe pain coming from his meridians, his face extremely gloomy.

It is true that one cannot underestimate Nascent Soul cultivators, especially those like Ancestor Yuntian. These old monsters who have been roaming the Yuqing Sea for nearly a thousand years are all cunning and treacherous.

He has always been extremely cautious in his life, and because of this he has escaped many fatal disasters.

But after killing Ji Laogui, a Nascent Soul cultivator, even Chen Yuan, who had always been cautious, became a little too proud of himself and fell into the trap of Patriarch Yuntian.

However, Patriarch Yuntian also underestimated Chen Yuan's physical body. Although the blue spiritual light triggered an spiritual energy storm and severely damaged his meridians, it did not affect the circulation of true energy.

Although the injuries to his meridians are getting worse as his true energy moves, his strength will not decrease and his flying speed will not slow down until they are completely broken.

He still has a chance to fight. As long as he can completely erase the blue spiritual light, escape from the pursuit of Zhenhai Sect and enter Jiuxianzhou, he can survive.

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, took out a hat from the mustard seed ring, put it on his head to cover his face, and quickly fled to the west.

Patriarch Yuntian taught him a good lesson. From then on, he would never be careless again and leave any opportunity for his opponents to take advantage.

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Zhenhai Island, Poyun Peak.

Within the mountain gate of Zhenhai Sect, there are seven peaks and thirteen mountains, which are rich in spiritual energy, magnificent and beautiful, strange and elegant, each with its own merits.

Seven of the peaks were famous mountains that were moved from Jiuxianzhou by the seventh-generation leader of Zhenhai Sect, who was also the only Divine Transformation cultivator in the history of Zhenhai Sect, with his great magical powers. The leaders of each peak are all Nascent Soul cultivators.

The Poyun Peak is about a thousand feet high, towering up into the sky, breaking through the clouds, and is only lower than the Zhenhai Peak and the Qinggang Peak.

The head of this peak is Patriarch Yuntian, one of the three mid-Nascent Soul cultivators of Zhenhai Sect. He has an outstanding reputation and is feared by everyone in Yuqing Sea.

On this day, in the main hall on the top of Poyun Peak, Patriarch Yuntian was meeting guests.

Opposite him sat a young monk who looked to be only about twenty years old, extremely handsome, dressed in linen clothes, and had a very otherworldly air.

"Are you serious, Brother Yuntian? Can the white flame on Chen Yuan's body give me a glimpse of the secret of becoming a god?" He frowned slightly, looking at Patriarch Yuntian, with a hint of doubt in his voice.

Patriarch Yuntian said solemnly, "Every word is true. The white flame can follow the divine consciousness and burn the soul. It can easily break the restriction I set."

"Even the soul blood ban and the secret technique of external incarnation that Ji Laogui placed in his disciple's body can be erased."

"This white thing is extremely flexible and mysterious. According to my guess, it is very likely a magical power from the upper realm, and contains a trace of the legendary law of the avenue."

The young monk narrowed his eyes, and the layers of white clouds within a thousand feet around Poyun Peak suddenly began to rotate with Poyun Peak as the center, like a whirlpool.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was in chaos, as if it was stirred by an invisible giant hand. All the disciples who were practicing on Poyun Peak were awakened from their meditation and forced to interrupt their practice. Some people who were in seclusion were so immersed in their practice that they were caught off guard and vomited blood and were seriously injured.

"Where is Chen Yuan now?" the young monk asked word by word.

Patriarch Yuntian said: "Master, don't worry. I have left a hidden hand in his body. It will explode sooner or later... Huh?"

He suddenly smiled and said, "Then Chen Yuan has already triggered the hidden trick I left behind."

The young monk's eyes lit up: "Where is he?" (End of this chapter)