Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chen Yuan took the storage bag, took out ten wooden boxes from it, and flicked his sleeves, and all the box lids opened.

There were seven spiritual herbs and three magic pills in the wooden box. Chen Yuan looked at them carefully.

Among them, six thousand-year-old spiritual herbs can be used to refine elixirs for the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage. One golden spiritual flower has the richest spiritual energy, and it is the main ingredient of the Nine Yang Pill, the sunflower.

Those three level eight demon pills were the same as the Xiong Lie Demon Pill he obtained today, all of which were ice-attribute demon pills.

Fortunately, the northern part of the Ten Thousand Demons Sea is cold and there is no shortage of ice-attributed monsters. When old man Dan Jue was researching the recipe for the Demon Yuan Pill, he did not miss the ice-attributed monster pill.

The spiritual herbs required for the Demon Yuan Pill vary depending on the level and properties of the demon pill.

Even the spiritual herbs required for different types of demon pills are slightly different.

However, the recipes for the Yaoyuan Pills with the same properties, from low-level to high-level, follow a certain pattern.

Elder Dan Jue did not pass down the recipe for the eighth-level Ice Bear Demon Yuan Pill, but based on Chen Yuan's experience in refining more than a hundred furnaces of different types of Demon Yuan Pills, he has already preliminarily conceived a recipe. The same is true for the other three Demon Yuan Pills.

Chen Yuan's inspection was very thorough and took him a full quarter of an hour.

But Tang Daozhou always had a smile on his face, and he did not show any impatience from beginning to end.

After Chen Yuan put the spiritual herbs and magic pills back into the wooden box and put them into the mustard seed ring, he took the initiative to talk to them. His attitude was very enthusiastic and even a little respectful.

He once thought of plotting against Chen Yuan, but after seeing Chen Yuan's strength, he felt wary and guilty, and repeatedly tried to probe Chen Yuan's background in his words.

Chen Yuan's response was flawless. He only said that he was a casual cultivator, and was vague about the rest.

After half an hour, Tang Daozhou gained nothing and had to return home in disappointment.

After all, he did not find out Chen Yuan's background, but he was roughly certain that Chen Yuan had no ill intentions, which made him feel a lot more at ease.

When Tang Daozhou left, it was already dark. Chen Yuan returned to the training room, sat cross-legged, and absorbed spiritual energy to recover the true essence consumed in today's fight with Xiong Lie and refining Chongxuan Peak.

His fight with Xiong Lie was very brief, and he consumed very little of his true essence, not even enough to refine 20% of Chongxuan Peak's true essence.
Chen Yuan sat on the cushion, practicing his magic, while at the same time spreading his spiritual awareness and keeping alert to his surroundings.

He knew that if he took advantage of the beast tide to besiege the city to get seven thousand-year-old spiritual herbs and three eighth-level demon pills from Tang Daozhou, he would be taking advantage of someone's misfortune, and Tang Daozhou would definitely not be willing to do so.

Today he killed Xiong Lie and showed some strength, which should have shocked Tang Daozhou.

But he is cautious by nature and will never let his guard down.

Previously, when the beast tide besieged the city, Chen Yuan had offered help and made friends with Tang Daozhou, using this opportunity to inquire about the thoughts of the Hanyu Lion Cave.

But later, Tang Daozhou, for the sake of the Hanchi grass, disregarded the lives of all the monks in the city and spared no effort to break through the bottleneck, which made Chen Yuan give up this idea.

The purpose of cultivation is to attain immortality, so there is nothing wrong with Tang Daozhou's actions.

But instead of making friends with such a person, it is better to use the beast tide as a threat and make a deal with him. This way, you can not only find out the news about the Cold Jade Lion, but also get some thousand-year-old spiritual herbs and eighth-level demon pills.

Chen Yuan waited patiently and watched the development of the beast tide with cold eyes. It was not until Tang Daozhou arrived that he revealed his skills and asked for a sky-high price.

Tang Daozhou had no choice but to agree to his request.

But Chen Yuan knew that he would definitely not be willing to do so.

But Chen Yuan didn't care about it. As long as he was strong enough, no matter what plans Tang Daozhou had, he would not dare to act rashly.

Today he killed Xiong Lie with the force of thunder, which really shocked Tang Daozhou.

Seven thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, three eighth-level demon pills, plus Xiong Lie's demon pill, can at least refine a bottle of Nascent Soul early stage pills.

The only pity is that the Guanlan Sect does not know the location of the Cold Jade Lion’s cave, so it seems that they still have to start from the Bingling Sect.

……

The next day, Chen Yuan put on a mask, left the cave and came to the market.

After yesterday's battle, he should be well-known in Shuofeng City.

Although only the cultivators on the north city wall had seen him, a Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly appeared in Shuofeng City, killed Xiong Lie and dispersed the beast tide. His appearance would definitely spread throughout the city.

After the beast tide receded, the market town regained its prosperity and was even more lively than it was half a month ago.

The beast tide caused heavy casualties among the monks in the city, but it also allowed the surviving monks to obtain many demon pills and demon beast materials.

What's worse, some people took the opportunity to pick up the storage bag of the dead monk and made a fortune.

Some people were still frightened by the beast tide and left Shuofeng City yesterday.

But more people stayed and sold their spiritual weapons, spiritual materials, and demon pill materials.

The shops that had been closed for a long time reopened to welcome customers and were crowded with people.

Chen Yuan walked through the crowd and came to Bingling Pavilion.

He did not take off his mask, but revealed the cultivation level of a Jindan cultivator.

The female Qi-refining cultivator who received the guest immediately led him to see Chief Wei.

Unfortunately, Manager Wei was entertaining a customer who was also in the Jindan stage. The female Qi-refining cultivator first led Chen Yuan to meet the old Foundation-building deacon.

After the Qi-refining female cultivator left, the foundation-building deacon looked at Chen Yuan, bowed, and said hesitantly: "Senior, please wait for a moment..."

Chen Yuan took off his mask. The Foundation Establishment Deacon's expression changed, and he bowed deeply immediately: "I didn't know that you, the senior, have come. I will report to Chief Wei right away."

No wonder he felt that the person in front of him looked familiar. Chen Yuan was wearing this mask when he first came to Bingling Pavilion.

Chen Yuan was surprised and asked, "Isn't Chief Wei entertaining guests?"

"Master Wei has already instructed that if a senior comes here, we need to report to him immediately. We must not neglect the senior."

After saying this, the foundation-building deacon clasped his fists and bowed, then stepped back with an extremely respectful attitude.

After a while, he followed Master Wei and quickly walked into the quiet room.

After Wei entered the room, he took two quick steps and came to Chen Yuan, bowed deeply, and said with a look of panic on his face: "Wei Hai greets you, senior. I don't know your identity, so I'm sorry if I offended you. Please forgive me."

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Ignorance is not a crime, Chief Wei does not need to blame himself."

Wei, the chief, breathed a sigh of relief, bowed slightly, and raised his hand to invite him: "Senior, please follow me. This place is small and cramped. I have prepared spiritual tea on the fourth floor."

"Master Wei is thoughtful." Chen Yuan nodded, stood up, followed Master Wei and went straight to the fourth floor.

Chief Wei invited Chen Yuan to take the seat, poured him spiritual tea personally, and stood aside with his hands hanging down.

There is no place for Jindan cultivators in front of Yuanying cultivators.

Moreover, Wei had not recognized Chen Yuan's identity before, and addressed him as a fellow Taoist, which was even more disrespectful to a Yuanying cultivator. Chen Yuan could not care less, but Wei had to be careful.

Chen Yuan raised his teacup, sipped it gently, and said calmly, "Master Wei, please take a seat. There is no need to be so polite."

At this moment he didn't look like a guest, but rather like a host.

But Chief Wei did not show any dissatisfaction. Instead, he bowed to Chen Yuan very carefully, with his body straight and very reserved.

Chen Yuan put down the teacup and asked, "How did Chief Wei know that I would come to Bingling Pavilion today?"

Wei, the chief, bowed his head slightly and answered respectfully, "Senior once asked me about the cave of the transformed demon king. Now that the beast tide has receded, I guess that you will come to Bingling Pavilion again, so I told Deacon Zhao to pay more attention and make sure not to neglect you."

Chen Yuan said, "I was entrusted by Fellow Daoist Tang to kill Xiong Lie, so I will naturally ask him about the cave of the transformed demon king. Is Chief Wei so sure that I will come to Bingling Pavilion again?"

Wei Zhushi said respectfully: "Our sect has been standing in Hanzhou for tens of thousands of years. If we talk about our understanding of the demon race, no one can compare with our sect."

"The Guanlan Sect is located in the north of the Icefield, so it is well-informed. It should know the locations of the caves of several transformed demon kings."

"But you displayed your divine power yesterday, and in a flash, the demon king surrendered. If you enter the ice field to hunt demons, I think you will not be satisfied with the caves of a few transformed demon kings. Therefore, I think you will definitely come to our pavilion."

Chen Yuan showed approval in his eyes: "Master Wei is very thoughtful. I really need more information about the Demon King's Cave Mansion."

"Master Wei once said last time that the Demon King's cave is a secret, and only the Grand Elder of your sect knows it."

"Please ask Chief Wei to take me to see Fellow Daoist Xiao. His master, True Man Ning Bing, should know something about this, right?"

Wei said respectfully, "When I learned that you were visiting Bi Pavilion, I sent a message to invite Elder Xiao to come and pay his respects to you. Please wait for a moment, Elder Xiao will be here soon."

Chen Yuan nodded, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and praised: "Not bad."

He didn't know whether he was praising the spiritual tea or praising Master Wei for his thoughtfulness.

Not long after Chen Yuan put down the spiritual tea, Xiao Chengmo, led by the foundation-building deacon, went up to the fourth floor.

Wei stood up, and Xiao Chengmo came to Chen Yuan, clasped his fists and bowed, with a guilty look on his face: "I am Xiao Chengmo, the junior, and I am honored to meet you, senior. I have been disrespectful to you before, please forgive me."

Chen Yuan said calmly: "Ignorance is not a crime, Fellow Daoist Xiao, please sit down and talk."

Xiao Chengmo clasped his fists and bowed again: "Thank you for your magnanimity, senior."

He sat down opposite to Master Wei, his body straight, daring only to lean slightly towards the throne, his expression respectful.

As an elder of the Bingling Sect and a direct disciple of a Nascent Soul cultivator, he is also known as the number one person below the Nascent Soul in Hanzhou. He is very arrogant and never humbles himself even when facing a Nascent Soul cultivator.

But Chen Yuan demonstrated his teleportation skills yesterday and killed Xiong Lie, who had been dominating Hanzhou for hundreds of years, with the force of thunder. This made him convinced and he dared not be negligent in the slightest.

The transformed demon king's body is so strong that it is difficult to be harmed by magic weapons and he has infinite power.

But Chen Yuan's strength was actually stronger than Xiong Lie's. After a few punches, he forced Xiong Lie to reveal his true form, but he still had no power to fight back.

Although Chen Yuan was suspected of sneak attack, this just shows that he is decisive in killing.

He was obviously stronger than Xiong Lie, but he took advantage of Xiong Lie's unpreparedness and attacked suddenly. This kind of cultivator was the most difficult to deal with, but also the most awe-inspiring.

After Xiao Chengmo sat down, Chen Yuan said, "Fellow Daoist Xiao should already know the purpose of Chen's visit. I need information about the cave of the transformed demon king.

"But such secrets are only in the hands of your sect's supreme elders, and I have no friendship with your sect's supreme elders. Can Fellow Daoist Xiao introduce them to me?"

Xiao Chengmo immediately replied, "My master, Master Ning Bing, loves to make friends with people of the same path. How about inviting me and you to Bingling City to discuss Taoism with my master?"

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Then I'll have to trouble Brother Xiao."

After the matter was settled, Chen Yuan was in a very good mood. He gave some pointers to Xiao Chengmo and Wei Zhushi, and both of them benefited a lot.

Chen Yuan has not been practicing for a long time, but his skills are very advanced, and his "Nine Transformations of the True Spirit" directly leads to ascension, which is mysterious and unfathomable.

He also refined two kinds of true spirit blood, and had a glimpse of the great Dao. From his high vantage point, he could often answer the cultivation questions raised by the two people with a single stroke of the pen.

Chief Wei was fine, as he was only in the middle stage of the Jindan stage and had been the chief in Shuofeng City for a long time. He seldom received guidance from the sect's supreme elders and thought that all Yuanying cultivators were like this, so he did not suspect anything.

But Xiao Chengmo was only one step away from forming a Nascent Soul. He had already begun collecting spiritual objects for forming a Nascent Soul and often received instruction from his master, Zhenren Ningbing. He was no stranger to Nascent Soul cultivators.

Chen Yuan's insights into the way of cultivation were so profound that they even surpassed Zhenren Ningbing, which made him secretly shocked.

He also thought of the fact that Chen Yuan had mastered the art of teleportation, making him an extremely rare physical cultivator, so he became even more respectful towards Chen Yuan.

……

The next day, Chen Yuan and Xiao Chengmo left Shuofeng City and flew to Bingling City.

Before he left, he visited Tang Daozhou.

Tang Daozhou personally escorted the two out of Shuofeng City, watched them go away, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He was not worried that his plan would be known by Chen Yuan, but anyone would be uneasy to have a Nascent Soul cultivator who had mastered the art of teleportation and whose strength far exceeded his own.

Chen Yuan also knew Tang Daozhou's concerns. Although he did not want to make friends with this person, he also did not want to make enemies with him. Therefore, he took the initiative to tell Tang Daozhou about his departure to avoid Tang Daozhou's suspicion.

Shuofeng City is close to the ice field and is the northernmost city of the Hanzhou people.

Bingling City is located in the southwest of Shuofeng City, more than 30,000 miles away, and is farther away from the ice field.

Xiao Chengmo's escape speed was far slower than Chen Yuan's. There were frequent winds and snow in Hanzhou, so his escape speed was even slower. It took them six days to reach Bingling City.

Bingling City is over 200 miles in radius, more than twice the size of Shuofeng City. The city walls are also taller, at 33 feet high, and are made entirely of hard black iron rock.

In the eyes of flying monks, this city wall is nothing, but in the eyes of mortals, it is like a steep cliff, towering tall.

This is the most majestic city in Hanzhou. Low-level monsters cannot even climb up the mountain-like city walls.

Over the past tens of thousands of years, Bingling City has been impregnable and has never been breached by beast tides, and has even been rarely invaded by beast tides.

This place is home to the largest number of cultivators in Hanzhou, has the most prosperous market town in Hanzhou, and also has the most powerful sect in Hanzhou - the Bingling Sect.

Unlike Shuofeng City, Bingling City's city defense formation is not always activated, not even at a minimal level.

The two entered Bingling City without any questioning.

A hint of pride flashed in Xiao Chengmo's eyes: "Bingling City welcomes cultivators from all over the world. Unless the beast tide comes, we never set up defenses. Senior, please follow me. The gate of our sect is in the east of the city."

Chen Yuan nodded, and under the guidance of Xiao Chengmo, he came to the reception pavilion of Bingling Sect, randomly selected a quiet courtyard, and settled down.

He wrote a visiting card and gave it to Xiao Chengmo, asking him to take it back to the mountain gate and pass it on to Master Ning Bing. (End of this chapter)