Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

In the dim training room, Chen Yuan sat cross-legged with his five hearts facing the sky, his eyes slightly closed, his face glowing with a bright jade light, and spiritual energy surging around his body.

In front of him, there was a light green jade bottle, shining with a faint spiritual light. It was actually made of a hundred-year-old spiritual jade.

At this moment, the bottle is empty, with only a faint fragrance remaining. However, if a Qi-refining cultivator smells it, his cultivation level will improve a little.

In the corner of the stone room, there is an hourglass. Every time a grain of sand falls, a day has passed. There are a total of 7,300 grains of sand, which can count as 20 years of time. At this time, half of it has already leaked out.

Suddenly, Chen Yuan opened his eyes, and a ray of light flashed, illuminating the stone chamber like daylight.

He exhaled lightly, raised his sleeve and put the jade bottle in front of him into the mustard seed ring.

This was the sixth bottle of pills he had taken.

Chen Yuan raised his hand and took the hourglass in the corner into his hand. He scanned it with his spiritual sense and found two thousand one hundred and ninety-three grains of sand at the bottom of the hourglass.

I have been practicing for countless years, and there are no years in the mountains.

Six years later, he finally improved his cultivation to the False Infant realm, with no room for improvement.

Chen Yuan looked inward at himself. In his dantian, a golden elixir was shining brightly. Below him was a two thousand foot sea of ​​true energy, which was restless and turbulent.

But when the waves rise to a height of ten feet, they will fall back, as if bound by an invisible barrier. Then, even more turbulent waves will come, hitting this barrier, trying to break it.

This is the Nascent Soul barrier, which is as solid as a rock. If Chen Yuan does not take the initiative to break the elixir and transform into a Nascent Soul, no matter how turbulent the sea of ​​true essence is, he will not be able to break this barrier.

But before refining the second kind of true spirit essence and blood, breaking the pill and transforming into an infant would be seeking death.

Chen Yuan raised his right hand, and a wooden box appeared out of thin air in his palm.

This wooden box was obtained from Ji Laogui. It is dark yellow in color and made of a thousand-year-old spiritual wood. It glows with a faint spiritual light all over. The things stored in it will not leak any spiritual energy. It will be immortal for a hundred thousand years and there is no need to affix sealing talismans.

Chen Yuan opened the lid of the box, and inside was a pitch-black demon pill. A long, desolate chant was faintly heard in the training room, ethereal and distant, but if one listened carefully, it disappeared, as if it was just an illusion.

This long chant was very familiar. When Kun Feng revealed his original form, the sound was similar to this. It was the sound of Kun fish.

This is a manifestation of the demon pill's spirituality being preserved. Only the demon pill left by the demon king will have this kind of phenomenon.

A seventh-level demon pill actually has such a strange phenomenon. If this were to be spread out, it would definitely attract a fight among Nascent Soul cultivators.

This shows that the owner of this demon pill had blood that was so pure when he was alive that even the transformed demon king could not match it.

Chen Yuan looked at the pitch-black demon pill carefully, took a deep breath, closed the wooden box again, and put it into the mustard seed ring.

After six years of hard training, his cultivation had greatly improved, but he also sat in meditation for six years, and his mind was dull and lonely, making it unsuitable for refining his true spirit essence and blood.

He stood up and walked out of the training room, came to the door of the cave, raised his sleeves and flicked the two stone doors slowly opened.

Suddenly, the view in front of me opened up. The boundless forest swayed with the wind, the green waves surged, the blue sky was clear and cloudless, and the sun was high in the sky, shining on the forest, with thousands of golden lights shining.

Chen Yuan's cave was built on the mountain wall. Outside was a steep cliff, extremely rugged and dangerous. Further out was a vast forest. In the distance, strange peaks rose up into the sky, majestic and magnificent.

He slowly scanned the forest, then looked up at the vast horizon, and his mind became much more open.

He smiled, took out a sound transmission talisman from the mustard seed ring, put it to his lips, said a few words silently, and raised his hand to throw it out.

The sound transmission note turned into a stream of light and flew away. Chen Yuan stepped out and came to the edge of the cliff, quietly admiring the peaceful and tranquil forest.

About a quarter of an hour later, a beam of light flew over and landed beside Chen Yuan, revealing the figure of Li Qingshan.

His face was full of surprise and he bowed deeply: "Congratulations to Master for coming out of retreat and making great progress in cultivation!"

Retreat to yourself is different from refining the elixir, it requires you to be focused and not be distracted.

In the past six years, apart from drawing starlight into his body once every half month, Chen Yuan has spent the rest of his time in meditation and practice, and has never stepped out of the cave.

The last time he saw Li Qingshan was six years ago.

Chen Yuan took a look at Li Qingshan and saw that his cultivation had greatly improved and he had already reached the bottleneck of the middle stage of foundation building. His eyes were extremely sharp and he exuded a strong murderous aura. It was obvious that he had a lot more dead souls under his command.

He nodded slightly, smiling: "Yes, you have not slacked off in the past six years. Follow me, your teacher."

He rode on the light of escape and flew upwards, with Li Qingshan following closely behind him. The two of them arrived at the top of the mountain, one in front and one behind.

This mountain is hundreds of feet high and extremely steep. The top of the mountain is only half an acre in size, with a few old pine trees and a rock about ten feet in size next to it.

Chen Yuan raised his sleeve and a gust of wind blew, sweeping away all the dust on the surface of the rock. He sat on it and asked Li Qingshan to sit down.

Li Qingshan sat cross-legged opposite Chen Yuan, his body straight and his expression respectful, not daring to be disrespectful in the slightest.

Chen Yuan shook his head and laughed, thinking back to when he was in Lingyun Sect, it was the same situation.

Jin Luoheng didn't care about etiquette and let him do whatever he wanted, but he didn't dare to overstep the mark and always observed etiquette. He was very similar to Li Qingshan today.

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "How are your parents and sister?"

Li Qingshan bowed and said, "Thank you for your concern, Master. My parents are doing well, but they have aged a lot, have a lot of white hair, and are not in good spirits. My sister, on the other hand, has not aged at all, and is the same as she was six years ago."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly and said with emotion: "Birth, aging, sickness and death are inevitable for mortals. Even if I take the elixir, it can only delay it for a while."

Li Qingshan looked a little lonely. He lowered his head and looked at the rocks below him. He murmured, "Master is right. I am practicing in the mountains. I only go home during the Chinese New Year to reunite with my parents and sister."

"It was fine six years ago, but ever since Master went into seclusion, my parents have reached their seventies. Every time I see them, they look a little older, while I still look young."

"At first, I felt very uncomfortable, but later I slowly came to terms with it. Immortals and mortals have different paths, and it is difficult to go against them."

"I need to practice in seclusion and hunt monsters in the mountains, so it is difficult for me to be in front of my parents to show my filial piety. All I can do is to reunite with them during the New Year and give them more gold and silver to show my filial piety."

"It's a pity that my parents wanted me to continue the family line, but I haven't met a good match, and I don't want to marry a mortal woman. After experiencing the pain of separation, I can only be an unfilial son..."

Chen Yuan comforted him, "There is no rush for a Taoist partner. You are still young, and the world of immortal cultivation is so vast. When you travel outside in the future, you may meet a female cultivator you like and continue the Li family's incense."

"Thank you for your good wishes, Master. I will ask you to be the witness of my wedding." Li Qingshan smiled and seemed to be in a much better mood.

He blinked and asked boldly, "When will Master find a mistress for me?"

Chen Yuan laughed and scolded: "You naughty disciple, how dare you make fun of your teacher." Li Qingshan knew that Chen Yuan was not angry, and smiled foolishly.

Chen Yuan raised his eyes slightly, looked towards the horizon, and said calmly: "Master does not have a Taoist partner, maybe there will be one in the future, but we don't know yet."

"You can't force a Taoist partner. It all depends on fate. You are not an ordinary person. Now that you have embarked on the path of cultivation, you must think about longevity."

"The inheritance of incense is the last resort for mortals to rely on when they grow old, get sick and die."

"You must not become obsessed with what your parents said, otherwise your mind will be damaged and attract external demons, which will lead to eternal damnation."

"Disciple understands. I will never let the affairs of my Taoist partner disturb my Taoist heart." Li Qingshan responded solemnly.

Chen Yuan retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "I am out of seclusion today just to adjust my state of mind. I will be in seclusion again soon."

"In the past six years, you have been practicing alone. I think you have accumulated a lot of doubts and difficulties. Tell me all of them and I will answer them one by one."

Li Qingshan showed excitement, and immediately asked all the questions that had been lingering in his mind for a long time. Chen Yuan answered them one by one, and also expanded on them to guide his subsequent practice.

This instruction lasted for three days and three nights.

The sun rises and the moon sets, the stars rise and fall, the rain falls, and the mountain wind howls.

The two of them sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, undisturbed by external objects and undaunted by celestial phenomena, until the morning of the fourth day, when the sun rose and the sky was filled with red clouds, and only then did Chen Yuan stop.

Li Qingshan's cultivation level was getting higher and higher, and the difficulties he encountered in cultivation were becoming more and more difficult. Chen Yuan also explained it in detail, and before he knew it, three days had passed.

Li Qingshan bowed deeply: "Thank you Master for clearing up my doubts. I have gained a lot. The bottleneck of the middle stage of foundation building seems to have been loosened a lot. After returning, I will practice in seclusion to break through the bottleneck!"

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "I have learned something from your teachings this time, so I will go into seclusion today."

"Remember, a swordsman must forge ahead courageously. When you reach a bottleneck, you must not retreat. Even if you are injured, you can only recuperate for a few years. You must not let your swordsmanship be tarnished."

"Yes, disciple will remember it!" Li Qingshan bowed again, then stood up, left the top of the mountain, and flew to his own cave.

Chen Yuan also stood up and walked to the edge of the cliff, overlooking the mountains illuminated by the morning sun. He felt his heart open up and there was no longer any sense of loneliness.

He smiled slightly, took a step out of the cliff, and fell down, his clothes rustling in the wind, until he suddenly stopped in front of the cave entrance.

The stone door slowly opened, Chen Yuan stepped into the cave, came to the training room, and sat down cross-legged.

He took out the wooden box made of the thousand-year-old spiritual wood from the mustard seed ring, opened the lid, revealing the pitch-black demon pill inside.

Chen Yuan was looking at the demon pill, and at some point, a jade pendant appeared out of thin air in his hand. It was glowing with light, and was carved with a pair of mandarin ducks entwined around each other.

He stroked the jade pendant gently with a gentle look, and after a while, he put the jade pendant into the mustard seed ring.

His expression was solemn, his eyes slightly closed, and his true energy rushed out from his dantian, slowly circulating along the special route recorded in the "Nine Turns of the True Spirit" technique.

The demon pill in the wooden box slowly flew up and hung in front of Chen Yuan.

Suddenly, Chen Yuan opened his eyes, raised his right hand, slapped his chest, and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, which fell on the demon pill. At the same time, he pointed his finger and injected true essence into the demon pill.

The demon pill was wrapped in Chen Yuan's essence and blood, emitting a strange blood-red light, trembling slightly and making a buzzing sound, until the true essence was injected into it, it calmed down.

Chen Yuan continuously injected true energy into the demon pill, which lasted for three days and three nights, until most of the true energy in his body was consumed and all the essence and blood were integrated into the demon pill. The originally pitch-black demon pill turned completely blood red.

Chen Yuan then stopped pouring his true essence into the demon pill, took out two top-grade spirit stones, held them in his palms, closed his eyes and meditated.

An hour later, Chen Yuan's true energy was restored and he opened his eyes again.

He raised his hand and made a gesture, and the true energy in his body circulated along the special meridians recorded in "Nine Transformations of the True Spirit", and finally condensed at the fingertips and injected into the demon pill.

The blood-red color on the demon pill flashed twice, slowly faded away, and turned back into black, but it was deeper than before.

Chen Yuan reached out and grabbed the demon pill, and placed it on his Dantian acupoint. The demon pill slowly merged into Chen Yuan's Dantian, but did not leave any trace in his body.

When Chen Yuan refined Zhu Yan's true blood for the first time, he had to put the White Ape Demon Pill into his heart. His body was under tremendous pressure, as if he was in hell. He only managed to survive with his tenacious heart of Taoism.

But refining the true spirit essence and blood the second time was much easier, and there was no need to endure so much pain.

The demon pill entered Chen Yuan's dantian, and the sea of ​​true energy instantly boiled, but it was restrained by the invisible barrier and could only create huge waves ten feet high at most.

The golden elixir spun around like a sun, emitting thousands of golden rays of light.

The demon pill trembled slightly and turned into a black monster fish a thousand feet in size. It had a body like a Kun fish, but a Peng head and a pair of pitch-black wings. When spread out, it was a thousand feet in size, enough to completely cover its body. It looked extremely weird.

The sea of ​​true essence became even more turbulent. Although the huge waves could not break through the invisible barrier, under the illumination of thousands of golden lights, wisps of true essence evaporated and merged into the body of the strange fish.

Every time a strand of true essence is absorbed, the black body of the strange fish will be stained with a bit of blood.

The strange black fish let out a long, distant cry, vibrated its wings, and flew back and forth in Chen Yuan's Dantian, crashing into the invisible Dantian barriers around it.

In an instant, the golden elixir shook and the dantian trembled. Chen Yuan felt as if he was deep in the abyss, or pressed under a huge mountain, and his body was under tremendous pressure.

He stimulated Zhu Yan's true blood, his black hair turned snow-white, and Zhu Yan's true fire rose from his hands. His physical strength increased greatly, and his dantian became much more stable.

At the same time, the essence of true energy that was steaming out of the Dantian condensed together and turned into a giant ape about a thousand feet tall, with a white head and bare feet, and white flames all over his body. He stared fiercely at the strange fish that hit the Dantian barrier, beating his chest with his hands and roaring.

This is its territory, how can we allow the black monster fish to act so recklessly!

When the black strange fish saw the giant ape, it also stopped, let out a long roar, flapped its wings, and rushed towards the giant ape.

The giant ape was furious and rushed forward, and the two huge creatures started fighting each other.

Black light flashed on the wings of the black monster fish. Every time it passed through the giant ape, it would leave a deep wound, and a large amount of true essence would dissipate.

And every time the giant ape punched the black monster fish, the white flames swirling around its body would flow into the body of the monster fish, transforming into wisps of true essence, staining its black body with streaks of blood.

Every collision between the two giant beasts was like the collapse of the sky and the split of the earth, causing Chen Yuan's dantian to tremble violently.

Above them, the light emitted by the golden elixir became more and more dazzling, and more and more true essence was evaporated from the true essence sea, repairing the giant ape's wounds.

Chen Yuan held a spiritual stone in each hand, clenched his teeth, and endured the huge pressure on his body. He tried hard to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and continuously provided the giant ape with true essence to support this seemingly endless battle. (End of this chapter)