Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Zhang Wushan's face darkened slightly, and he picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all in one gulp: "Brother Chen, don't worry. I have a feud with Yan Tongchun, and the auction was just a coincidence. Even if this didn't happen, he would still cause trouble for me."

Chen Yuan frowned: "Brother Zhang and he are from the same sect, why would they have a grudge against each other?"

"This is a long story. I will talk to Brother Chen in detail when I have time." Zhang Wushan put down the teacup and refilled it with spiritual tea.

Seeing that he was unwilling to say more, Chen Yuan tactfully stopped asking any more questions.

Zhang Wushan drank another cup of tea and said, "Yan Tongchun is narrow-minded. Brother Chen's bidding against him has offended him. He must have held a grudge against you."

"The three sects of Fanyang are only medium-sized sects. The so-called credibility is only for ordinary cultivators. It is useless in front of Yan Tongchun. Your identity will probably be leaked soon."

"According to Master, Brother Chen was not completely defenseless against the demon king. He is very powerful. Yan Tongchun is probably no match for Brother Chen."

"But Master Gu just broke through the bottleneck of the mid-term not long ago and is very popular. If Brother Chen defeats him, it will be troublesome. It is better to leave Fanyang Market as soon as possible."

Chen Yuan clasped his fists and bowed: "Thank you, Brother Zhang, for reminding me. I will leave today."

The two chatted for a while, then Chen Yuan stood up to say goodbye, and Zhang Wushan personally saw him out the door.

Chen Yuan did not return to the cave, but left the market town directly, riding on a beam of light and flying towards the southeast.

Chen Yuan had just broken through the bottleneck of the late stage. His true energy became more powerful and his strength increased a lot. Naturally, he was not afraid of Yan Tongchun.

But this man has a master in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and his conflict with Yan Tongchun at the auction is well known to everyone. If he is killed, Yan Tongchun's master will definitely hunt him down.

He had already offended Patriarch Yuntian and fled to Renzhou. If he offended a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, he would not be able to stay in Renzhou anymore, and Li Qingshan would probably suffer as well.

Chen Yuan flew all the way at an extremely fast speed, and returned to Qingshan Village a day later.

Li Qingshan was extremely happy to see his master coming back. Chen Yuan spent three days explaining to Li Qingshan the difficulties in cultivation. He also gave him several low-grade spiritual materials bought from the Fanyang market and gave him a foundation-building pill.

This foundation-building pill was originally refined by him in the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain. It has never been used over the years and was left to Li Qingshan. It can be regarded as a kind of inheritance between master and disciple.

Li Qingshan saw that Chen Yuan had even arranged his own foundation building, and knew that he would be away for a long time, and he was reluctant to let him go.

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Master, I will be gone for a few years at least, or more than ten years at most, and I will be back. You should practice hard, but don't just sit in meditation, which will cause your sword heart to be obscured."

"There must be many monsters in this vast mountain range. You can go into the mountains to find monsters and test your swords. The monster materials you get can also be exchanged for some spirit stones and elixirs."

In the past ten years, Chen Yuan had taught Li Qingshan the art of alchemy, but his spiritual awareness was average and he had no talent for alchemy. He wasted dozens of furnaces of spiritual herbs but could not produce a single pill.

Chen Yuan had no choice but to give up and let him focus on swordsmanship. If he needed spirit stones in the future, he could go hunting monsters.

Li Qingshan bowed deeply: "Yes, disciple will obey the master's order!"

Chen Yuan then rode on the light of escape and flew eastward.

A day later, he flew thousands of miles and could vaguely see a streak of blue in the sky.

Continuing to fly forward, looking down through the clouds, I saw endless blue waves, surging and surging, rushing towards the shore, crashing into the hard rocks, shattering the waves and stirring up snow-white waves all over the sky.

After eleven years, he returned to Yuqing Sea again.

Chen Yuan slowed down his escape speed, and an exquisite mask made of gold thread appeared out of thin air in his palm. He raised his right hand and covered his face, blocking the upper half of his face.

With a flash of light, his speed increased sharply, he flew into the sky over the sea, and rushed towards the east.

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Rocky sea, empty fish island.

Like the Ink Sea, the Rocky Sea borders the Ten Thousand Monsters Sea. The sea is covered with dense reefs and has crisscrossing underwater mountains. There are many monsters scattered around, which has attracted many monks to come here to hunt monsters and obtain elixirs.

Kongyu Island is the only medium-sized island in the sea of ​​rocks. The monks who come here to hunt monsters use it as their base. There are three Nascent Soul monks stationed on the island all year round to guard against beast tides.

The market on Kongyu Island is extremely prosperous, but because it is often attacked by beast tides, the shops on the street are relatively simple and are all built with ordinary wood. There are even stone houses built simply with large pieces of bluestone at the outermost edge of the market.

The rocky sea is filled with sea fog, making it difficult to find traces of monsters. The number of cultivators who come here to hunt monsters is much less than that of those who go to the Ink Sea. The number of Nascent Soul cultivators stationed on Kongyu Island is only half of that on the Blood Island. They are often forced to abandon Kongyu Island when the beast tide comes.

Simple shops, rough stone houses, and messy stalls are scattered in the market in a disorderly yet harmonious manner, adding a bit of vitality. The sounds of hawking monster materials rise and fall one after another, which is no different from the hawking sounds in mortal streets.

Chen Yuan spent ten low-grade spirit stones to buy a wooden pass, then walked slowly into the market town. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the bustling streets of Leping County.

He traveled day and night without stopping, and only when his true energy was half consumed did he lower his escape light, meditate and practice, and then continue flying. It took him a total of two months to finally arrive at Kongyu Island.

Compared to when Master Qingyou first arrived, nothing has changed here.

A thousand years is just a blink of an eye in the world of immortal cultivation.

"Senior, is this your first time to visit Kongyu Island? Do you need a guide?"

The emotion rising in Chen Yuan's heart was interrupted by a respectful and enthusiastic voice.

He turned around and saw a teenage girl coming up to him. She looked at Chen Yuan with a smile on her face, but her eyes were filled with trepidation. She was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, with a dark complexion and ordinary looks. She was wearing a loose robe that covered her entire body tightly.

Chen Yuan looked at her with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and asked, "How did you get to this island?"

The Rocky Sea is just like the Ink Sea, and is densely populated with first-level monsters. Only a cultivator at the tenth level of Qi Refining is capable of coming to the Kongyu Island.

The girl's expression darkened and her voice lowered, "I was born on Kongyu Island. Several years ago, my parents went out to sea to hunt monsters and unfortunately passed away. Since my cultivation is low, I can only serve as a guide for foreign cultivators to earn some spirit stones for my cultivation."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "How much do you know about the market on Kongyu Island?"

The girl's eyes lit up: "Don't worry, senior. I have lived in the market of Kongyu Island since I was a child. I am very familiar with it. No matter where you want to go or what you want to do, I can show you the way. All you need is ten low-grade spirit stones!"

Chen Yuan's heart moved, and he walked to the side of the street to make way. The girl immediately followed him.

The two came to a secluded place on the street, and Chen Yuan asked, "Do you know where I can get information about the monster?"

The girl said without hesitation: "That depends on what kind of monster information you want. The price of information about monsters of different levels is very different."

Chen Yuan said: "I need information about the seventh-level monster."

Upon hearing this, the girl's eyes widened and her expression became more respectful: "News about level seven monsters is extremely rare. In the market of Kongyu Island, only Zhenhai Pavilion, Zhengqi Hall, Tianji Pavilion, and Qiming Hall sell them to the public."

"What is the origin of Qi Mingtang?" Chen Yuan asked.

Zhenhai Pavilion, Zhengqi Hall, and Tianji Pavilion are naturally the shops opened by the three major sects, but Qi Mingtang has never heard of them.

The girl replied, "Qimingtang is a shop opened by the Qi family in Minglan Sea. It is located next to Zhenhai Pavilion, Zhengqi Hall, and Tianji Pavilion in the market."

Chen Yuan suddenly realized that he had heard of the Qi family. This was a medium-sized family that had only risen in the last thousand years. There were two Nascent Soul cultivators in the family, and they were in the limelight.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Take me to Qiming Hall."

"Yes." The girl responded and turned to walk forward.

Chen Yuan followed her, weaving through the crowd and walking through the streets. The rough stone houses on the street were replaced by pavilions, and there were fewer and fewer monks setting up stalls.

The two of them walked all the way to the center of the market and stopped in front of a three-story attic.

This attic covers a vast area, with a plaque with the three characters "Qi Ming Tang" written from top to bottom. It looks ancient and majestic. From time to time, cultivators come in and out, their aura is restrained, but Chen Yuan's consciousness cannot hide it. They are all foundation-building cultivators.

The girl said respectfully: "Senior, this is Qi Ming Hall. My cultivation is low, so I can only wait outside the door. I wish you a smooth journey."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly and walked in.

After entering, there are three-layer wooden racks with light shields on them. Inside are monster materials, monster pills, magic weapons, talismans, elixirs and other items, sorted into different categories.

The foundation-building monks who entered Qimingtang walked among the wooden shelves, selecting things.

A middle-aged cultivator at the tenth level of Qi Refining came forward and asked with a smile, "What can this senior do for you?"

Chen Yuan exuded the pressure of a Jindan cultivator and said calmly, "Is the head of your hall here?"

The pressure was immediately withdrawn, but it also made the middle-aged cultivator look frightened. He bowed deeply and said respectfully, "Please wait a moment, Senior. I will report this to you."

After that, he turned and left, walking quickly up the stairs.

Chen Yuan stood with his hands behind his back. After a while, the middle-aged monk came back quickly and raised his hand to invite him: "Senior, please follow me."

Chen Yuan followed him, went straight up to the third floor, and came to a quiet room.

The room was elegantly furnished and filled with a faint fragrance, which made people feel relaxed and happy. A beautiful young woman in her thirties was sitting behind a table, holding a teapot and pouring spiritual tea into the teacup.

Seeing Chen Yuan coming in, she stood up to greet him, ignoring the gold-threaded hollow mask on his face, bowed gracefully, and said with a smile: "I am Qi Peiyun, the head of Qi Mingtang. I wonder what you want to see me for?"

Chen Yuan bowed in return, the aura of the late Jindan period emanating from him, and he said calmly: "I have just arrived at the Sea of ​​Stones, and I want to get some information about the seventh-level monsters so that I can hunt them and obtain their pills."

The beautiful young woman smiled even more and raised her hand to signal, "Fellow Daoist, please take a seat. We do have some information about several level seven monsters, but they require a lot of spirit stones."

Chen Yuan sat down opposite the beautiful young woman and said calmly, "Spiritual stones are not a problem. May I ask what kind of monsters Fellow Daoist Qi has the information about?"

"There are four kinds in total. There is a Yaksha and a tiger-headed dragon, both in the Rocky Sea. There is also a Yin Shark and a Fire Luan, both in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Monsters." The beautiful young woman served the spiritual tea personally and said with a smile.

Chen Yuan took the teacup and nodded slightly. Except for the Yaksha, the bloodlines of these four level seven monsters were quite powerful. Qi Mingtang was indeed well-informed as it was a shop second only to the three major sects' strongholds.

The beautiful young woman asked, "Which kind of monster do you want to know about?"

"But I have to remind you, fellow Daoist, that demon beasts are not dead things, and this information may not be accurate. If you come up empty-handed, I will not return the spirit stones."

"Of course, with the reputation of this hall, this news is definitely not false."

Chen Yuan picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said calmly: "A few spirit stones are nothing, but these four level seven monsters are useless to me. Does your hall have any news about the three major monster royal families?" (End of this chapter)