Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Zhang Wushan watched Yang Liqian's retreating light, a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes, then he walked up to Chen Yuan and laughed, "Brother Chen, you fought one against three, showing your might. I admire you, I admire you!"

Chen Yuan smiled slightly: "I just wanted to give it a try. I had no choice but to do it. Ye Wendi's life sword technique almost made me suffer a great loss."

Taoist Liu came up and smiled: "Although the Life Sword Technique is powerful, it is inferior to the Teleportation Technique of Taoist Chen."

"According to what the Great Elder said, Fellow Daoist Chen is going to achieve Nascent Soul when he returns to Chongde Mountains this time?"

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "Fellow Daoist Liu is well-informed. Yes, I helped the Yuan family regain the spiritual vein. This time when I return, I will go into seclusion to form a baby."

Taoist Liu bowed deeply and said, "I wish you a successful baby formation. If you have time in the future, you can come to visit Xuandu Temple in Pingfengling, Guangdu Prefecture. I will prepare a bed for you!"

Chen Yuan returned the greeting with a smile on his face: "Okay, I will definitely come to visit you when I have time in the future."

Taoist Liu's attitude was almost humble, and Chen Yuan naturally did not take his previous slight contempt for him to heart.

Moreover, this person's cultivation is not low. He is a cultivator who has been in the late Jindan stage for many years. His thunder magic is extremely powerful, so he doesn't mind making friends with him.

Taoist Liu's smile became even more intense, but he said nothing more and stepped aside tactfully.

Yuan Xiang smiled and said, "The battle is over. Please follow me back to Fengyuan Mountain Range."

He included everyone in his words, but his eyes were only on Chen Yuan and Zhang Wushan. Among the people present, only these two were worthy of his attention.

Chen Yuan nodded, and Zhang Wushan naturally had no objection. Everyone followed Yuan Xiang back to the mountain where Yuan Shizhen had previously guarded.

Yuan Shixiong and Yuan Shizhen stayed together, leading the dozen or so foundation-building monks to go and hand over to the monks from Lion Peak Mountain and take over the entire spirit stone mine.

Originally, Yuan Xiang believed that he would lose the fight, so he promised in advance to let everyone return to the Yuan family.

But Chen Yuan suddenly appeared, fought one against three, and won the battle by force, so Yuan Xiang had to go back on his word.

However, he was in a good mood and rewarded each of the Yuan family's foundation-building cultivators with a top-grade spirit stone. Everyone was very happy and full of energy.

A dozen high-quality spirit stones were nothing to a Nascent Soul cultivator like him, but they could buy him a top-quality spirit weapon. Even if it meant letting these Foundation Establishment cultivators stay at the spirit stone mine for another ten years, he would be willing to do so.

Afterwards, Yuan Xiang, Chen Yuan, Zhang Wushan and Liu Daoren flew all the way back to Fengyuan Mountains. Yuan Shiying personally greeted them outside the clan protection formation. After seeing the four people escaping, he immediately came forward to meet them.

The four slowed down their escape speed. Yuan Shiying saw that Yuan Shixiong and Yuan Shizhen were not there, and asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Master, why didn't the second elder, the third elder, and those foundation-building disciples stationed at the spirit stone mine return together?"

Yuan Xiang smiled and said, "This time, our Yuan family won the duel. The second and third elders will stay to take over the spiritual stone mines. I and the three friends will return first."

"Victory? Are you serious, patriarch?" Yuan Shiying cried out in surprise, then realized that he had been very rude in questioning Yuan Xiang in person, and hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed, "I was careless for a moment, please forgive me, patriarch..."

Yuan Xiang was in a very good mood, so why would he bother with him? He just waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay. The victory of this battle is all thanks to the strength of Chen Xiaoyou."

"Friend Chen fought one against three, defeating Zeng Zhongliang of Shifeng Mountain and two true disciples of Cangjian Palace one after another. His extraordinary power enabled our Yuan family to take back the spiritual stone mine!"

Yuan Shiying stared at Chen Yuan with eyes wide open. After a while, he came back to his senses and raised his hand to invite him: "I have ordered people to set up a banquet in the welcoming pavilion. Please follow me, my three Taoist friends..."

It's not his fault that he lost his composure. As the great elder of the Yuan family, he is well-informed. However, it is unbelievable that he won a fight that he was bound to lose, and in such a bizarre way.

A casual cultivator was fighting against three people, two of whom were true disciples of Cangjian Palace.

If this matter had not been told by Yuan Xiang, Yuan Shiying would have sneered and would not have believed a word of it.

They passed through the Yuan family's protective formation and arrived at Yingbin Peak. They lowered their light of escape, walked into Yingbin Pavilion, and went straight up to the third floor.

There are several tables on the left and right, on which are placed teapots and spiritual fruits, which are fragrant and full of spiritual energy.

Immortal cultivators do not eat grains, but only eat wind and drink dew. The only things at banquets that contain spiritual energy are spiritual tea and spiritual fruits.

Two Qi-refining monks stood aside, with their hands hanging down and expressions of respect.

After building the foundation, one will truly embark on the path of cultivation and will not belittle one's status.

Even though the people present were all late Jindan cultivators or Yuanying clan heads, there were only Qi-refining cultivators waiting on them.

Since Yuan Shixiong and Yuan Shizhen stayed in the Taimang Mountains, Yuan Shiying ordered them to remove the two tables and then asked everyone to sit down.

Yuan Xiang sat in the main seat, and Chen Yuan randomly picked a table to sit at, but Yuan Shiying and Liu Daoren asked him to sit in the first seat on the left.

Yuan Xiang also smiled and said, "Today's victory in the duel is a great achievement for Chen Xiaoyou, so he should be seated in the upper seat."

Chen Yuan did not refuse. He smiled and went to the first seat on the left and sat down.

Yuan Shiying also asked Zhang Wushan to sit in the first seat on the right, while he and Taoist Liu sat at the bottom.

After everyone sat down, Yuan Xiang took out a wine jar from the mustard ring and said with a smile: "Today we defeated the Hidden Sword Palace and Shifeng Mountain and took back the spirit stone vein. We must celebrate."

"The jar of Yaoyue Brewing in Yuan's hand was obtained by chance from a fellow Taoist. It is brewed with eight hundred year old spiritual herbs and fruits. It has a mellow taste and has been treasured for many years. Today, I will share it with you all."

Taoist Liu smiled and said, "I have never drunk spiritual wine before. Today, I am here because of you, Taoist Chen. Please accept my greetings!"

As he spoke, he bowed to Chen Yuan. Everyone laughed and thanked Yuan Xiang, even Zhang Wushan was no exception.

Chen Yuan shook his head and laughed, but there was also a hint of curiosity in his eyes as he looked at the wine jar.

He had drunk many spiritual teas, but this was the first time he had seen spiritual wine.

Magic tea is easy to get, but magic wine is difficult to brew.

Tea trees that are several decades old are everywhere, and it is not difficult for Qi-refining monks to buy them.

Spiritual wine requires spiritual herbs and fruits that are at least eight hundred years old, and is brewed using special techniques, which takes a very long time.

Slightly inferior spiritual herbs do not have strong enough spiritual energy and cannot be used to brew spiritual wine.

Yuan Shiying raised his hand and a Qi-refining monk picked up the wine jar and poured spiritual wine for everyone. His face flushed, but his eyes were full of joy.

Just the slight amount of spiritual energy that overflowed from the wine jar was enough to make him feel overwhelmed, and it was enough to offset several months of hard training.

After everyone's glasses were filled with spiritual wine, Yuan Shiying waved his hand to let the two Qi-refining monks leave, and then asked about the details of today's fight.

Taoist Liu described today's battle vividly. When he mentioned that Chen Yuan used the teleportation technique to defeat the monk Zeng from Shifeng Mountain in one move, Yuan Shiying asked in surprise, "Teleportation technique?"

Taoist Liu smiled and said, "That's right. Fellow Daoist Chen performed the art of teleportation, which amazed everyone. Zeng Zhongliang immediately admitted defeat. Elder Yan from the Hidden Sword Palace was knowledgeable and explained it to me. Only then did I know that Fellow Daoist Chen was practicing the ancient art "Demon God Art"..."

When Yuan Shiying heard that Chen Yuan had refined a demon pill of the Kun Fish Demon King, and continuously used the teleportation technique to defeat Chang Geng and Ye Wendi, and even broke Ye Wendi's life sword technique, he looked at him with awe in his eyes, and there was no longer any contempt in his heart.

Although he is the eldest elder of the Yuan family, his strength is only average, otherwise the third elder Yuan Shixiong would not have participated in the fight.

In his opinion, the strength of Ye Wendi and Chen Yuan was no different from that of Nascent Soul cultivators.

Whether it is the art of life sword or the art of teleportation, any one of them will be impossible for a Jindan cultivator to deal with, and the only way out is death.

Yuan Shiying raised the wine in front of him and toasted to Chen Yuan: "Daoyou Chen, you have shown your skills today and overwhelmed the Cangjian Palace. I toast to you!"

After saying this, he drank the wine in one gulp.

Chen Yuan raised his glass and said with a smile, "What Elder Yuan said is a little inappropriate. Today's fight was just a competition. I was lucky to win by one move. If it was a fight to the death, I might not be a match for the two Taoist friends from the Hidden Sword Palace."

Yuan Shiying quickly changed his words: "I made a mistake and I should drink a glass of wine as punishment. I hope Mr. Chen will forgive me."

He raised his hand and the wine jar flew in front of him. He poured another glass of spirit wine and drank it all in one gulp. His face flushed and his eyes were a little blurry.

Chen Yuan drank the wine in the cup, and a trace of coolness entered his stomach, followed by a rich aroma of wine.

An extremely pure spiritual energy entered the meridians and circulated in the body, giving me a feeling of floating.

This feeling did not dissipate until the spiritual energy entered the dantian, but the aftertaste still remained.

He exhaled lightly. This Yaoyue wine was indeed brewed with eight hundred years old spiritual herbs and fruits. It was rich in spiritual energy.

If he had not already cultivated to the False Infant stage, drinking this cup of spiritual wine would have been enough to improve his cultivation.

After Chen Yuan drank the spiritual wine, Yuan Shiying had been staring at him. Seeing that his expression did not change, but his eyes were intoxicated for a moment, he could not help but be secretly shocked.

Spiritual wine is originally for Nascent Soul cultivators to drink. It has rich spiritual energy. Even cultivators in the late Jindan stage will feel a little uncomfortable after drinking it due to the impact of the spiritual energy, just like being drunk. The cultivators call it Drunken Spirit.

Chen Yuan drank a glass of spiritual wine, and his eyes changed slightly. The purity and richness of his true energy was unimaginable, and it must be far beyond that of the cultivators of the same level.

At this time, Yuan Xiang, who was sitting in the main seat, raised his glass and looked at Chen Yuan with a smile: "My dear friend Chen, you have taken back the spiritual stone mine today. You are a distinguished guest of my Yuan family. I would like to offer you a toast."

Chen Yuan raised his hand and a wine jar flew over, filled with spiritual wine.

He raised his glass in response: "I am still a guest elder of the Yuan family. This is my responsibility."

Yuan Xiang was stunned, his smile widened, and he drank the wine in the cup.

Chen Yuan also drank the wine in the cup, and then Taoist Liu and Zhang Wushan raised their glasses to toast each other, and Chen Yuan returned the greetings one by one.

Everyone toasted each other and drank the entire jar of Yaoyue wine, most of which went into Yuan Xiang and Chen Yuan's stomachs.

The spiritual wine is rich in spiritual energy. A Jindan cultivator will become drunk after drinking just a few glasses. It takes time to refine the pure spiritual energy that flows into his body. If he drinks any more, he will pass out.

The higher your cultivation level, the better your alcohol tolerance.

Yuan Xiang was a Nascent Soul cultivator, so a few glasses of spirit wine were nothing to him.

Chen Yuan, on the other hand, has a strong body and his true energy is far more powerful than that of ordinary people. He can easily drink a few glasses of spiritual wine.

But he hasn't formed a baby yet after all, and he estimates that he will get drunk if he drinks more than twenty cups of Yaoyue wine at most.

It was already late at night when Taoist Liu raised his hand to take the wine jar, but could not pour out a drop of Yaoyue wine.

Everyone went home with great excitement. Chen Yuan returned to his residence, but instead of meditating, he lay down on the bed and fell into a sound sleep.

He had fought with Chang Geng and Ye Wendi repeatedly today and was quite exhausted.

The lost true energy was fully restored after drinking the Yaoyue wine, and he simply took a nap while feeling slightly tipsy.

The next morning, Chen Yuan woke up from his sleep, feeling refreshed. He went out to find Zhang Wushan, ready to go together to say goodbye to Yuan Xiang.

At the celebratory banquet yesterday, Chen Yuan told Yuan Xiang that he would leave the Yuan family today and return to the Chongde Mountains.

But as soon as he went out, he found a foundation-building cultivator waiting outside the door.

He bowed deeply to Chen Yuan and said respectfully: "Junior is here on the orders of the patriarch to invite Elder Chen to come and see him." Chen Yuan nodded, followed him, came to the Yuan family, and disappeared.

The two came to a hexagonal pavilion on the edge of a cliff. There was a stone table and two stone benches in the pavilion, and next to it was a cliff hundreds of feet high.

It was early morning and the sun had not yet risen completely. Water vapor was rising from the mountains, a thin mist was lingering, the cliffs were bottomless, and the faint singing of birds added a bit of tranquility.

Yuan Xiang was waiting in the pavilion. When he saw Chen Yuan coming, he smiled and raised his hand to signal him to sit down: "My friend, please sit down."

Chen Yuan clasped his fists and bowed, performing all the formalities, then he lifted his collar and sat opposite Yuan Xiang.

Yuan Xiang smiled and said, "My friend, are you going to retreat and form a baby when you return to Chongde Mountains this time?"

Chen Yuan nodded: "That's right, this time I am participating in the battle to complete the mission and borrow the spiritual vein from Haoran Sect."

"In order to avoid any more trouble, I will go into seclusion immediately after returning to strive for the Nascent Soul stage."

Yuan Xiang said: "My friend's true essence is pure and strong. Even compared with the true disciples of the ten major sects, he is not inferior in the slightest. He has also borrowed the spiritual vein of the Haoran Sect, so he has a chance to form a baby."

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Thank you for your kind words, Senior."

Yuan Xiang changed the subject: "But you are a casual cultivator after all. Even if you have a master, I think the inheritance is not that complete."

"This is the experience of the Yuan family's successive patriarchs in forming infants. I hope it can help you, young friend. I hope you don't mind."

After saying that, a jade slip appeared out of thin air in his hand and he handed it over.

Chen Yuan was very surprised. He was stunned for a moment before he stretched out his hands and took the jade slip.

He used his spiritual consciousness to explore inside, and found that the jade slip recorded the Nascent Soul formation experiences of six Nascent Soul cultivators in great detail and without any omissions.

Chen Yuan retracted his consciousness, clasped his fists and bowed, saying solemnly: "Thank you for the generous gift, senior!"

This was exactly what he needed. It recorded the entire process of a cultivator's Nascent Soul formation and gave a detailed description of how to deal with the three Nascent Soul tribulations, including Yuan Xiang's own experience in forming a Nascent Soul.

It is more valuable than the experience of forming a baby he got from Zhang Wushan and Shipingshan.

Yuan Xiang stroked his beard and smiled: "My friend, there is no need to be polite. As you said yesterday, you are still a guest elder of the Yuan family, so I will naturally take good care of you."

"If you are willing, you can continue to be a guest elder. The Yuan family will give you 100 high-quality spirit stones every year."

"If you succeed in forming a baby, you will automatically become the Grand Guest Elder of the Yuan family, and your annual offering will be increased to 500 high-quality spirit stones. What do you think?"

Chen Yuan's heart moved. He, as a guest elder, was only used to deal with Cangjian Palace and Shifeng Mountain. Yuan Xiang brought up this matter again, obviously wanting to make the fake into real.

This is normal. The strength he showed yesterday was too astonishing, and even a Nascent Soul cultivator could not underestimate him.

But how could he be tied to the Yuan family? He bowed and said, "Thank you for your appreciation, senior. But I am used to being casual. I would rather be a casual cultivator. It will be more comfortable for me."

Yuan Xiang shook his head, a look of regret on his face: "Since you don't want to be bound, then forget it."

"But my friend helped me win a bottle of Chengyang Pill and severely humiliated that guy Mu Ye, so I have to express my gratitude."

As he spoke, he raised his sleeve and a pile of spirit stones and a piece of wood appeared out of thin air on the table.

"My friend, you have refined the blood essence of the Kun fish and mastered the power of space. This golden silk mulberry tree should be of some use to you. I also have five hundred high-quality spirit stones, which I will give to you as a gift."

Chen Yuan stared at the wood on the table. The piece of wood was about a foot long and was wrapped with strands of golden thread-like patterns. The air around it was slightly distorted, like water waves.

This was a sign of the overflow of spatial power. As soon as he saw the wood, he felt a sense of familiarity.

After refining Kunpeng's true blood, he had a natural affinity with the power of space.

Chen Yuan looked away, his expression becoming serious: "Senior, this gift is too heavy, I cannot accept it."

If it was an ordinary treasure, he would not refuse it, but the golden mulberry contains rich spatial power.

Spiritual materials containing the power of space are already rare, and golden silk mulberry is very rare among them.

This spiritual material has extremely strong compatibility. It can be added to any magic weapon to give it the power of space. It can also be used with other spiritual materials that contain the power of space to refine magic weapons, greatly enhancing their characteristics.

This makes the golden silk mulberry extremely precious, its value even comparable to some ordinary top-grade spiritual materials, and it is in short supply.

Yuan Xiang smiled and said, "Although the golden silk mulberry is rare, it is far from comparable to a bottle of Chengyang Pill. Compared with the income that the Yuan family will get from the spiritual stone mine in the future, it is even more insignificant. My friend, there is no need to refuse."

Chen Yuan hesitated for a moment, then clasped his fists and bowed: "Then I will be disrespectful to refuse."

He raised his sleeve and flicked it, and all the spirit stones and golden mulberry on the table disappeared. The spirit stones were put into the mustard seed ring, while the golden mulberry was put into the space opened up in Chen Yuan's body.

This space is about one foot in size, just big enough to hold this spiritual wood.

In addition, there are thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, top-grade spiritual stones, Nascent Soul stage elixirs and other precious treasures, all of which are placed in it.

When Yuan Xiang saw Chen Yuan accept the golden silk box, her smile became even more intense.

Although the golden mulberry is not as good as the Nascent Soul stage elixir, it is also a rare treasure.

But the strength Chen Yuan showed yesterday was too amazing, so he took it out because he wanted to make friends with him.

And according to what Elder Yan said, since Chen Yuan has refined the demon pill of the transformed demon king, it should not be a problem for him to form a baby.

If the Yuan family could make friends with a future Nascent Soul cultivator, it would be of great benefit to the Yuan family.

Afterwards, Yuan Xiang personally recounted his experience of forming a baby. An hour later, Chen Yuan got up and said goodbye.

During the Yuan family's visit, he accepted a golden silk jujube from Yuan Xiang, the experience of six Nascent Soul cultivators in forming the Nascent Soul, eight hundred high-quality spirit stones, and a piece of high-quality spirit material, Shajin Tie, and owed them a considerable favor.

He remembered Yuan Xiang's kindness deeply in his heart.

Accompanied by the foundation-building cultivator, he returned to Yingbin Peak, found Zhang Wushan, followed the foundation-building cultivator through the Yuan family's protective formation, and flew eastward in a flash of light.

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Chongde Mountains, the gate of Haoran Sect.

A beam of light landed on the top of Heyu Peak, revealing the figure of a middle-aged Confucian scholar, who was none other than Yang Liqian.

His face was gloomy. He walked to the door of Elder Gu's cave and asked in a deep voice, "Is Senior Brother Gu in the cave?"

After a while, the stone door slowly opened, and Yan Tongchun walked out of the cave with a slightly surprised look on his face. He raised his hand and said, "Uncle Master Yang, please come in."

Every month, he would come to Elder Yan's residence to ask for advice on difficult problems encountered in his cultivation. Today happened to be the day for that, and he did not expect that Yang Liqian would come to visit today.

He knew that the fight between the Yuan family and Shifeng Mountain and Cangjian Palace had happened yesterday, but after the fight, the Yuan family would definitely not let Chen Yuan leave immediately.

If Yang Liqian wanted to forcibly buy the Millennium Thunder God from Chen Yuan, he must avoid Yuan Xiang, the head of the Yuan family. It would be too fast for him to return to Chongde Mountains today.

Yang Liqian stepped into the cave, and Yan Tongchun followed him through the passage and came to the main hall.

Elder Yan sat in the main seat and gestured, "Junior Brother Yang, please take a seat."

Yang Liqian lifted his lapel, sat down opposite him, picked up the spiritual tea on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

Yan Tongchun stood beside Elder Yan with his hands hanging down.

Elder Yan noticed that Yang Liqian's face was not right, and his smile faded: "Could it be that Junior Brother Yang's trip was not going well, and he failed to buy the Millennium Thunder Palm from Chen Yuan?"

Yang Liqian finally spoke up: "Chen Yuan didn't go to the Yuan family alone this time. He was accompanied by his junior apprentice nephew Zhang."

Elder Yan frowned slightly: "Brother Qingliu is very thoughtful. Junior Brother Zhang is traveling with Chen Yuan. Junior Brother Yang can't kill him, but forcing him to sell the Millennium Thunder Pills should not be difficult, right?"

Yang Liqian put the teacup on the table, looked at Yan Tongchun, and said coldly: "Chen Yuan fought one against three, won the battle, and completed the task issued by the sect. That thousand-year-old thunder plant is destined to be out of reach for my son!"

"How is this possible?" Yan Tongchun exclaimed.

Elder Yan's expression changed. "One against three? The two true disciples of the Hidden Sword Palace are no match for him?"

Yang Liqian immediately recounted the entire fight in detail.

Finally, he looked at Yan Tongchun and said coldly: "Junior Brother Yan has come up with a good plan. Now the Millennium Thunder will be taken away by the sect, and Chen Yuan will also be able to borrow the spiritual vein, and it will be difficult to contain him!"

Yan Tongchun's expression kept changing, and his heart was filled with turbulent waves.

He had been defeated by Chen Yuan before, so he knew that Chen Yuan was very powerful.

But he just couldn't believe that he had defeated two true disciples of Cangjian Palace in a row, including Ye Wendi, who was said to have never been defeated.

If what Yang Liqian said was true, then wouldn't Chen Yuan be invincible below the Nascent Soul stage?

Yan Tongchun bowed deeply and said in fear: "I am incompetent and failed to find out Chen Yuan's background in advance. Please punish me, Master."

Elder Yan looked at him deeply and said, "It's not your fault. Chen Yuan is so strong that no matter what the task is, it will not be difficult for him."

Yang Liqian snorted coldly, but did not scold him any more.

He naturally knew this truth, but he was so angry about losing the Millennium Thunderbolt that he had obtained that he took his anger out on Yan Tongchun.

Yan Tongchun straightened up, lowered his eyes, and did not dare to look at his master. He decided in his heart that he must not tell anyone about his defeat to Chen Yuan.

If Elder Yan knew that he had concealed the truth and thus misjudged Chen Yuan's strength, he would certainly punish him severely.

Elder Yan looked at Yang Liqian again and said calmly, "Don't be upset, Junior Brother Yang. I will use the sect's contribution to exchange for this thousand-year-old thunder plant, refine it into a thunder pill, and help Junior Brother Yang to form a baby."

Yang Liqian was overjoyed and stood up to bow: "Brother Yan, thank you for your kindness. I will never forget it!"

Elder Yan said a few more words of comfort, and Yang Liqian then said goodbye and left.

Yan Tongchun saw Yang Liqian off and returned to the cave.

Elder Yan looked at him and said calmly, "Except for the Fanyang auction and the Shipingshan people's baby celebration banquet, you and Chen Yuan have never had any enemies again?"

Yan Tongchun was startled and said respectfully, "How dare I lie to you, Master? Everything I say is true."

Elder Yan nodded slightly: "Find out Chen Yuan's background carefully, and don't leave anything out."

Yan Tongchun responded respectfully: "Yes!" (End of this chapter)