Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chen Yuan looked at the girl carefully. "You are an elder of the Zhuyan White Bone Sect, but you are willing to commit yourself to these brutal transformed demon kings. It is really unexpected."

Qinghong smiled lightly, her eyes moving: "Red face and white bones, what's the difference? The art of dual cultivation is the way of yin and yang. If you are interested, you can also share the great way with me."

Chen Yuan shook his head: "I am not interested in dual cultivation. Since you want to use the demon king as a cauldron, why don't you join forces with your fellow disciples, but cooperate with me, a casual cultivator?"

Qinghong smiled and said, "I am reluctant to give so many furnaces and tripods to other elders in the sect."

"And fellow Daoist is extremely powerful, with a demonic aura all over his body. He walks in the sea of ​​10,000 demons without revealing any flaws. He also has no grudges against me, so he is the best candidate for cooperation."

"Daoyou's magical powers are extremely mysterious. If I hadn't known about it long ago, I would never have believed that Daoyou is actually a cultivator of the human race."

"It's just a small trick, not worth mentioning." Chen Yuan changed the subject, "Kun Song had just met Yuan Kong before his death, and the water ape is a subsidiary tribe of the Jiaolong tribe. How do you plan to use Yuan Kong to get close to other Kunyu demon kings?"

Qinghong smiled and said, "This is not difficult. We can not attack the Kunyu clan first. The female cultivators trained by my family are very popular in the Wan Yaohai. There are many demon kings who want to buy female slaves from Yuan Kong. We can attack them first."

"I will use these demon kings first, and after they die, the demon pills and materials will all belong to you, how do you think?"

"How long would you like to 'enjoy' it first, fellow Taoist?" Chen Yuan asked.

Qinghong said: "At least three to five months, at most eight to nine months, it all depends on how long those demon kings can hold on."

"But even if I have finished 'enjoying' him, I cannot kill him immediately. I have to wait for a few years. Otherwise, the interval will be too short and Yuan Kong will be easily exposed."

Chen Yuan frowned: "A few years is a bit long."

Qinghong opened her eyes wide, her face full of innocentness: "This is to deal with the transformed demon king. It only takes a few years to get the demon pill and corpse of an eighth-level demon king. Are you still not satisfied, fellow Taoist?"

"Fellow Daoist, your charm is so amazing. If Yuan Kong is exposed, you can just replace him with a demon king. Why do you want to protect him?" Chen Yuan asked.

Qinghong laughed and said, "How can it be that simple? If it were really easy to charm a demon king, I would have turned all the transformed demon kings in the Ten Thousand Demon Sea into my slaves long ago."

"It's easy to enchant a furnace. It will only be used for a few months and then become medicinal dregs. There's no need to worry about life or death."

"But if someone is like Yuan Kong, who can completely subdue his mind without any hidden dangers, it is something that can only be encountered by chance."

"I was extremely lucky to succeed with Yuan Kong. If I tried another one, I wouldn't be able to do that."

Chen Yuan remained unmoved: "How can I believe that Yuan Kong really fell for your charm, instead of you cooperating with him to deal with the Kunyu clan?"

Qinghong's eyes flickered as she smiled and said, "Please wait for a moment, fellow Taoist."

As she spoke, she took out a porcelain bottle from the mustard seed ring, opened the stopper, and raised her hand to make a hand gesture.

Pink mist emerged from the bottle, condensing without dispersing. Then, a blue water ape shadow, which had shrunk a hundred times, flew out.

The pink mist slowly condensed into red threads, binding up the shadow of the water ape.

Suddenly, the water ape's shadow turned into Yuan Kong's appearance. He looked at Qinghong obsessively, with the red threads on his body flashing a pale white light.

Qinghong pointed at Yuan Kong and said, "Fellow Daoist, please look. This is a wisp of Yuan Kong's soul. I have already controlled it. His life or death depends on my thoughts."

Chen Yuan carefully scanned Yuan Kong's shadow with his spiritual sense and nodded: "Daoyou, what you said is true. I believe it."

This was indeed a wisp of Yuan Kong's soul. When Yuan Kong met Kunsong, Chen Yuan was waiting a hundred miles away from Yaoguang Island and remembered Yuan Kong's aura.

Qinghong took Yuan Kong's soul back into the porcelain bottle and said seriously, "Daoyou, it's time to show your sincerity."

Chen Yuan said calmly: "I have not agreed. I must cooperate with you."

Qinghong rolled her eyes at Chen Yuan, revealing her charming manners: "Fellow Daoist Chen, please stop joking. I have nothing to hide from you. I am only short of offering myself to you."

"You are now saying that you don't want to cooperate with me. Isn't this forcing me to become an enemy of you?"

"Although the Zhuyan Baigu Sect has declined a bit, it is still one of the top ten sects after all."

"If you force me to give up Yuan Kong, I have no choice but to ask my sisters to serve you. Others don't have this blessing."

Chen Yuan smiled slightly: "I can't afford this kind of blessing. It's not impossible to cooperate, but the content needs to be changed."

Qinghong: "Fellow Daoist, please speak."

Chen Yuan said calmly: "I can help you deal with the transformed demon king, but you also need to help me deal with the demon king of the Kunyu clan. There are still more than 30 years before the Jueling Island is opened, and I can't wait that long."

Qinghong frowned slightly: "Does Daoist friend have to enter Jueling Island?"

"good."

Qinghong lowered her head slightly, thought for a while, and then raised her head: "Then I will agree to your request, but you need to be more secretive when you do it, and don't leave any loopholes, so that the Kunyu Clan can trace me back."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "Don't worry, fellow Daoist, I will save it."

Qinghong smiled, her eyes moving, "Kun Song just died, I want to avoid the limelight. I will stay here again in a year. To show my sincerity, I am willing to help you deal with the demon king of the Kunyu clan first. How do you think?"

Chen Yuan bowed and said, "It's a deal. I'll take my leave now."

Qinghong also bowed and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, please be careful and don't let the Kunyu Clan target you."

"I know what I'm doing, so don't worry about me." Chen Yuan said calmly, and with a flash of light, he flew into the sky and headed south.

Only then did his white hair turn back to black and the jet-black wings behind him folded and disappeared.

Qinghong smiled, and also rode on the light of escape, leaving the deserted island and flying in the opposite direction, which was the direction of Yuan Kong's cave residence.

...Chen Yuan fled at an extremely fast speed and soon flew dozens of miles away. The trace of Qinghong disappeared from his consciousness.

He was startled. This woman had a very strong sense of consciousness. She was able to hide her cultivation level in front of others, and now she could easily disappear. She must have other magical powers.

The Zhu Yan Bai Gu Sect's skills are indeed mysterious.

Chen Yuan frowned slightly, thinking about what happened today.

If we can really cooperate with Qinghong to deal with the Kunyu clan, it would not be a bad thing.

He was not worried that Qinghong would reveal what happened today. Qinghong seduced Yuan Kong and reached her hand into the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Demons, which had already violated the demon clan's reverse scale.

If the news gets out, the demons will attack her first.

But when he thought of what Qinghong had done, a cold light flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes.

After flying thousands of miles, he turned his body and flew eastward.

Chen Yuan did not conceal his aura, and the pressure from the transformed demon king dissipated. All the demon beasts he met along the way retreated on their own and were in awe.

He ignored the low-level monsters. Only when he encountered a level seven monster would Chen Yuan kill it and take out the materials for the monster pill.

Chen Yuan flew over 200,000 miles without stopping, killing four level seven monsters on the way. He stopped only when he reached the easternmost part of the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Monsters.

Going further ahead is the boundless sea, where the spiritual energy is thin, the sea is endless, and there is no life at all.

Under Chen Yuan's feet, an isolated deserted island floated on the sea. The wind was howling, the waves were surging, and the gray-blue sea reflected the dazzling sunlight.

A few miles east of the deserted island, dozens of feet below the sea surface, it was pitch black. There was a crack about a thousand feet long and dozens of feet wide, winding and twisting, like an ugly scar, abruptly lying across the seabed.

The seawater in the crack is different in color from the seawater outside the crack, with a very light gray glow. Ordinary people would definitely not be able to see it, but it could not be hidden from Chen Yuan's spiritual sense.

Not only that, the inside and outside of the crack seemed to be two different worlds. The sea water outside was rushing and surging, while the sea water in the crack was stagnant and motionless, lying there quietly, as if dead.

This is a bottomless abyss.

The last time Chen Yuan came here, he hid during the day and moved out at night, and it took him a full year to cross the entire Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Monsters.

This time, he arrived at the abyss openly and it took him less than half a month.

This time Chen Yuan entered the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Monsters, in addition to ambush and kill Kunsong, he also wanted to visit the Ten Thousand Meter Sea Abyss.

According to Xue Yuanlong, the Kunyu clan would use the squeezing force in the abyss to temper their bodies and improve their control over the force of space.

Even the demon king of the Kun fish clan would come here to temper his body.

Before, Chen Yuan did not have the Kun fish blood in his body. Although he dived into the abyss of the sea, it was of no use.

Now that he has refined Kunpeng's true blood, he should not return empty-handed if he dives into the abyss of the sea again.

Chen Yuan spread out his spiritual sense and carefully explored the area within a radius of two hundred miles. There was no trace of other monsters, especially the Kun Fish Demon King.

This thousand-foot-deep sea abyss is very important to the Kunyu clan, but it is useless to other monsters and has never been guarded by a monster king.

Chen Yuan dropped his escape light, dived into the sea, came to the top of the rift, spread out his spiritual sense, and swept the abyss inch by inch.

The water in the Ten Thousand Feet Abyss is extremely unique. The last time he came here, his spiritual sense could only penetrate a thousand feet and could not go any deeper.

This time, his spiritual consciousness went all the way to two thousand feet before it stopped.

Chen Yuan activated his true energy and fell into the abyss. The stagnant sea water was stirred, causing faint ripples.

Chen Yuan continued to fall, and soon he was a thousand feet deep in the sea abyss. At the same time, he did not forget to spread his spiritual sense and explore the surroundings.

As he sank deeper, Chen Yuan began to feel a slight squeezing force, and the range of his spiritual awareness gradually narrowed.

He soon reached a depth of three thousand feet, which was also the limit of his last dive into the ten thousand foot abyss.

But this time, he only felt a slight squeezing force.

He continued to dive down, and when he passed three thousand feet, the squeezing force suddenly increased.

There seems to be an invisible boundary three thousand feet below. Below three thousand feet, the sea water has completely turned gray, flowing slowly, silently, bottomless, and unfathomable.

The squeezing force here is several times that of three thousand feet above, and Chen Yuan feels as if he is carrying a mountain on his back.

His spiritual consciousness was also compressed to two hundred feet, only one tenth of its previous size.

What was different from the last time he dived into the abyss was that Chen Yuan felt clear spatial fluctuations coming from below.

As he went deeper and deeper, the spatial fluctuations became clearer and more chaotic.

When Chen Yuan dived to four thousand feet, he finally reached his limit and had to activate Kunpeng's true blood.

The spatial fluctuations were clearer, more chaotic, and even a little violent.

Along with the fluctuations of space, wisps of faint black spiritual energy surged out from the sea water, entered Chen Yuan's body, and slowly strengthened his body.

The light black spiritual energy was unusually mysterious and seemed somewhat familiar. Chen Yuan thought about it carefully for a while and finally remembered it.

This light black spiritual energy is quite similar to the aura of the skin that is suspected to be the divine Kun fish. (End of this chapter)