Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

After Qinglan left, Chen Yuan lay quietly on the bed. It became darker and darker outside the window until the moon rose to the middle of the sky. The watery moonlight filtered through the mottled window paper and poured into the room.

The pleasant sound of insects chirped in Chen Yuan's ears. At some point, the smell of burning mugwort wafted over the air, and there was not a single mosquito in the house.

The window paper was too old, and the moonlight shining into the room was very dim, but Chen Yuan could see it clearly.

He sat up gently, turned over and got out of bed. Every movement caused a sharp pain in his meridians. Chen Yuan's forehead was covered with sweat, and he clenched his teeth without saying a word.

There was a pair of straw sandals on the ground, but Chen Yuan didn't wear them. He stepped directly on the yellow soil, but his feet were not stained with a trace of dust.

He picked up the brocade bag containing the jade pendant, held it in his hand, and slowly moved out of the house.

He gently lifted the bamboo curtain without making any sound. In the middle of the outer room stood a square table, with a few wooden stools and some sundries scattered around.

There was a bamboo bed in the corner. Qinglan was curled up on it, wearing a linen dress. Half of her arms were hanging outside the bed. Her long fingers hung naturally. She looked peaceful. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly. She had already fallen asleep.

There was a wooden basin by the door, with a bunch of burning mugwort in it. There was no open flame, only a wisp of smoke slowly rising and spreading, driving away the annoying mosquitoes on summer nights.

Chen Yuan looked at Qinglan with a smile on his lips. He slowly moved to the door, carefully lifted the bamboo curtain, and walked out.

The courtyard was silent, but the chirping of insects in the distance became much more real.

Chen Yuan looked around and found that in addition to the thatched hut he had just walked out of, there were two other thatched huts, one on the north and one on the east.

There was a toilet in the corner, surrounded by a tightly tied fence with a sharp point at the top, about the height of two people. There was a heavy wooden door on the north side.

There was also a row of wooden racks in the yard, hung with meat. There was something smeared on them, but it was shiny and sparkling, and it didn't attract mosquitoes.

A locust tree stands in the yard. Its trunk is as thick as a man's embrace, and it has lush branches and leaves, looking very green and lush.

A yellow dog was lying by the door. When it saw Chen Yuan walk out, it immediately got up and opened its mouth to bark.

Chen Yuan glanced at it, and a murderous aura naturally emanated from it. The yellow dog's body stiffened, and it stretched out its two front legs and fell to the ground, sticking out its tongue and shaking its tail wildly, not daring to make a sound.

Although Chen Yuan's cultivation level is no longer there, he has killed countless cultivators and monsters, and his murderous aura is overwhelming. Even tigers and lions would not dare to act rashly if they were looked at by him.

Chen Yuan retracted his gaze, walked to the center of the courtyard, and took out the jade pendant from the brocade bag.

It was midnight, the moon was bright and the stars were numerous. A Milky Way ran across the sky. The stars were as numerous as sand, floating up and down, and spreading starlight all over the sky.

When the jade beads were illuminated by the starlight, they immediately emitted a green glow. The stars in the sky shone together, merging into a brilliant silver light that crossed the endless void, fell from the sky, and landed on Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and a cool feeling surged from the bottom of his heart.

The severe pain all over the body suddenly eased, the torn meridian walls slowly repaired, and the head, which seemed to be stirred by the sharp spikes all the time, also became much calmer, and the exhausted blood began to recover bit by bit.

Chen Yuan was immersed in this comfortable feeling. After thirty breaths, the bright silver light slowly dissipated, the jade pendant returned to its original shape, and the true energy in his dantian also dissipated.

During the period of coma, Chen Yuan had been instinctively absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Although the speed was extremely slow, after a long period of time, all of his true energy was restored. However, due to the severe injuries to his meridians, it had been confined in his dantian.

However, Chen Yuan did not need to circulate his true energy to infuse the starlight into his body. Once the starlight fell, his true energy would continue to be consumed.

Chen Yuan opened his eyes and clenched his left hand. He was no longer as weak as he had been at dusk. When he punched down, he delivered at least several thousand pounds of force.

The severe pain in the body was greatly alleviated, and the spirit, soul, meridians, essence and blood all recovered a lot.

However, due to the severity of his previous injuries, even though his meridians had been repaired a little, he was still unable to mobilize his true energy.

However, his spiritual consciousness was the least injured and was now able to leave the body and cover an area of ​​a hundred feet in radius.

Chen Yuan spread out his spiritual sense and took in the entire scene within a hundred feet around him. Li Tiezhu lived in the thatched cottage in the east and was fast asleep, while Li Dalong and his wife slept in the main house in the north.

Outside the courtyard was a gentle hillside and at the foot of the hill was a village. Chen Yuan could only see the edge. It was peaceful and quiet, without a trace of fire.

After a while, Chen Yuan's head began to ache slightly. He withdrew his consciousness and felt better.

The injury to his soul is still there and it will take time to recover slowly. He cannot disperse his spiritual consciousness for too long.

Chen Yuan put the jade pendant back into the brocade bag, turned around and walked back into the house, his steps much lighter.

He went back to bed and lay down, looking inward at his body. A faint silver light attached to the walls of his meridians, repairing the injuries. His heart was also wrapped in the silver light, and his essence and blood condensed bit by bit.

This time, the starlight infusion did not strengthen Chen Yuan's body. All the power of the stars in the sky was used to repair his body and recover from his injuries. Even after the starlight infusion ended, it still continued to play a role, but the speed was extremely slow.

But Chen Yuan was not in a hurry. Half a month later, he was able to attract the starlight to infuse his body again.

At his current speed, after the next infusion of starlight, he would be able to mobilize his true essence, open the mustard ring, take out the healing pill, and recover quickly from his injuries.

Chen Yuan hid the jade pendant in his arms, closed his eyes, and fell asleep for the first time in decades.

He slept very deeply. It had been a long time since he had slept so carefree.

When Chen Yuan opened his eyes, he saw a bright light in front of him. Even though the window was narrow and the hemp paper was yellow and old, the sunlight shining into the room was still quite dazzling.

Chen Yuan got up from the bed, put his feet on the ground, paused, and put on his straw sandals.

Only then did he realize that the black magic boots he had worn before were placed in the corner. He got them from the mustard seed ring of some unknown monk. They were comparable to top-grade spiritual weapons. Like the white robes, they could protect against water, fire, wind and dust, and could be stretched as desired.

Chen Yuan smiled, did not change back into his boots, put on his straw sandals, lifted the bamboo curtain, and walked to the outer room.

The square table had disappeared, and Qinglan was no longer on the bamboo bed.

Wow.

Just then, the bamboo curtain moved slightly, and Qinglan walked into the house from the yard, holding an earthenware bowl in her right hand.

When she saw Chen Yuan, she widened her eyes, opened her mouth slightly, and subconsciously loosened her right hand, causing the earthenware bowl to fall down.

Chen Yuan was quick-witted and quick-handed. He walked forward quickly, bent down slightly, and reached out to take the ceramic bowl. He looked down and saw that it was half a bowl of meat porridge mixed with a few slices of green vegetables.

Qinglan finally reacted, took two steps back, leaned against the bamboo curtain, blinked hard, and said hesitantly: "You...you are Master Chen?"

Chen Yuan stood up and wondered, "Of course, why did Miss Qinglan say that?"

Qinglan was even more surprised. She stared at him without blinking, and her cheeks suddenly turned red.

She turned around, lifted the bamboo curtain in a panic, and walked out of the hut. Suddenly she stopped, turned around, and whispered through the bamboo curtain: "Mr. Chen, I just made that bowl of meat porridge. Drink it while it's hot."

After saying that, she turned around and walked out quickly.

Chen Yuan was puzzled, so he lifted the bamboo curtain and walked into the yard.

There was a square table under the shade of the locust tree. Li Dalong and his wife, Li Tiezhu and Qinglan were sitting at the table, eating with ceramic bowls in their hands.

Hearing the sound of the bamboo curtain, except Qinglan, the other three turned around and were all stunned.

Li Dalong stood up suddenly: "Are you...Mr. Chen?"

Snapped.

Li Tiezhu dropped the chopsticks in his hand onto the table and looked at Chen Yuan in disbelief: "Mr. Chen, why have you changed so much?"

Chen Yuan's heart moved, and he walked to the water tank under the eaves and looked down.

The water reflected a handsome young face with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. The pale and ferocious face like a zombie yesterday was gone. Chen Yuan thought about it for a while and understood that this must be the effect of the starlight infusion.

All the power of the stars in the sky was used to heal his injuries, continuously generating essence and blood, and also allowing his body to completely recover to its original state.

Looking at his body again, his skinny arms had returned to their original state, and his skin was white and smooth like jade.

A physical cultivator does not necessarily have a strong body with distinct muscles. Powerful strength is hidden in every inch of Chen Yuan's body. Only when fighting will he display the force that can shake the earth and split the sky.

Of course, now his punch only has a force of several thousand pounds, and he is still far from fully recovered.

Chen Yuan raised his head and smiled, "After I woke up yesterday, the snake venom had gone away and my appearance returned to normal. I hope you can forgive me for scaring Uncle Li, Auntie, and Tiezhu."

Li Dalong's expression eased a little, and he said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, what are you talking about? This is a good thing! Come on, Mr. Chen, please sit down and have dinner together."

Li Tiezhu stared at Chen Yuan and exclaimed: "Mr. Chen, you are so handsome!"

Li Dalong frowned and said, "Tiezhu, how can you talk to Master Chen like that? Come and eat!"

Li Tiezhu grinned, picked up the chopsticks on the table, and scooped rice into his mouth, his eyes still fixed on Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan smiled and sat down at the table.

The middle-aged woman stood up and walked into the main room in the north. She came back with a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Chen Yuan. She smiled very stiffly and said, "Mr. Chen, we are a poor family and don't have anything delicious."

"Thanks to Tiezhu's father who went up the mountain with Tiezhu and hunted a wild boar, you can just make do with it and try the stewed pork."

"It's okay, thank you, Auntie. I'll just have a bowl of meat porridge." Chen Yuan took the chopsticks with a smile, on which there were still some indelible stains.

But he didn't care. He held the bowl in his left hand, picked up the chopsticks in his right hand, and scooped the meat porridge into his mouth.

This bowl of meat porridge didn't taste very good. The rice was a bit dry and hard, probably because it was made from inferior rice. The meat was a bit fishy, ​​and it was obviously lacking some spices when it was put into the pot. Only a few slices of green vegetables made it quite refreshing.

Chen Yuan has tasted countless kinds of spiritual tea, and in the mortal world, all of them can be regarded as the best taste in the world.

But this bowl of meat porridge, which didn't taste very good, made him feel as if he had returned to the days in Chenjia Village, and he ate it with great relish.

At that time, he could rarely eat his fill a year, but he had his younger sister by his side, his parents were very harmonious, and his eldest brother would bring home some leftovers from the host family from time to time. Although they lived a poor life, they were quite happy.

Unconsciously, a bowl of meat porridge was finished. Chen Yuan put down his bowl and chopsticks and praised: "It tastes good."

Qinglan had been keeping her head down, slowly putting food into her mouth. Upon hearing this, she lowered her head even lower, but the corners of her mouth slightly raised. She put a chopstick of food into her mouth and chewed faster.

Li Dalong smiled and said, "Just eat what you like, Master Chen. This wild boar king is the king of the mountains. The meat is of excellent quality and is hard to find outside. Master, have two more bowls."

Chen Yuan said, "I have a small appetite, so one bowl is enough. Uncle Li, I am weak and have not fully recovered yet. I need to stay for a while longer. Is that okay?"

Li Dalong was delighted: "No problem, Master Chen, you can stay as long as you want."

Chen Yuan's appearance has recovered today, he is handsome and extraordinary, even wearing linen clothes and straw sandals, it is difficult to conceal his extraordinary temperament, which makes him more certain of Chen Yuan's identity as a rich young man, and he wishes he could stay in his home for a few more days.

Li Tiezhu grinned, Qinglan lowered her head, and the blush on her face became even deeper.

Chen Yuan smiled slightly, stood up and walked back into the house.

There is no place where one cannot recover from his injuries. Staying at Li Dalong's house, Chen Yuan found some of the feeling of the former Chenjia Village. His mind became calmer, which was more beneficial to his recovery from his injuries.

He returned to the inner room, sat cross-legged in meditation, calmed his mind, and entered into a state of concentration and visualization. The speed at which his injuries recovered quietly increased a bit.

But just after a while, the sound of hurried footsteps came into Chen Yuan's ears.

He was originally in a state of nine-tenths meditation and one-tenth alert, and he woke up immediately, but the footsteps also slowed down.

Wow.

The bamboo curtain was gently lifted, and Li Tiezhu poked his head in, just in time to meet Chen Yuan's deep gaze. He was startled and shivered all over.

He lifted the bamboo curtain, stepped in, patted his chest hard, and let out a long breath: "Huh...Mr. Chen, how did you know I was coming in? You scared me to death."

Chen Yuan said calmly: "Next time, remember to knock on the door and ask before entering someone else's house."

Li Tiezhu nodded seriously: "Yes, I remember it."

Chen Yuan asked, "Tie Zhu, what do you want from me?"

"Uh..." Li Tiezhu hesitated for a moment, "Mr. Chen, can you teach me how to read and write?"

Chen Yuan was startled for a moment, then smiled and asked, "Why do you want to learn how to write?"

Li Tiezhu gritted his teeth and said, "In order to avoid being bullied, only scholars can avoid being bullied in the Daren Dynasty!"

"Someone bullied you?" The smile on Chen Yuan's face disappeared, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Li Tiezhu opened his mouth and shook his head: "I can't say it. Dad said that this is my family's business and I can't cause trouble for the young master."

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and he smiled and said, "Well, follow me, I will teach you how to read and write."

After saying that, he got up from the bed and walked out of the room.

"Thank you, young master!" Li Tiezhu smiled happily, took two quick steps and lifted the curtain for Chen Yuan.

But when he came to the outer room, he seemed to remember something and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Chen, my family has no paper or pen. Can I still learn to read and write?"

"It's okay." Chen Yuan smiled slightly and kept walking.

Li Tiezhu laughed again, and quickly lifted the bamboo curtain of the outer room for Chen Yuan, then followed Chen Yuan into the yard.

Li Dalong and his wife were cleaning the pork on the wooden rack and smearing a light yellow sticky liquid on the meat.

Qinglan, wearing an apron and carrying the dishes she had just washed, walked into the main house on the north side of the courtyard.

Li Dalong saw Li Tiezhu and Chen Yuan walking out of the house together, frowned and said: "Tiezhu, don't disturb Master Chen's rest, come and help!"

Li Tiezhu said happily: "Dad, Master Chen just promised to teach me how to read and write!"

"Really?" Li Dalong exclaimed, put the wild boar meat in his hand aside, walked quickly to Chen Yuan, clasped his fists and bowed, "Mr. Chen, you are so kind, Li Dalong will never forget it!"

For hunters like them, their ancestors were illiterate and they had no money to send their children to private schools. It was a great fortune for them to learn to read and write, which might change their destiny.

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "It's just a small matter, no need to be polite."

Li Dalong turned to look at Li Tiezhu and said, "Tiezhu, follow Master Chen and learn well. Master's injury will soon heal. You won't be able to learn for long, so be diligent!"

Li Tiezhu said: "Don't worry, Dad, I will study hard!"

Li Dalong laughed, and the middle-aged woman also smiled, and she worked a little faster.

At this time, Qinglan walked out of the main room, leaned against the door frame, and saw that Chen Yuan was willing to teach Li Tiezhu to read and write. She wiped the water stains on her apron with her hands, her mouth corners raised, and her eyebrows curved.

But the next moment, she stopped moving, looked down at her apron, then looked at Chen Yuan, and the smile on her face slowly faded.

Suddenly, Chen Yuan turned to look at Qinglan and said with a smile: "Miss Qinglan, do you want to learn to read and write?" (End of this chapter)