Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chen Yuan looked at the ragged and skinny men in front of him, frowned, and dispersed his spiritual sense.

But he suddenly felt a burst of pain and realized that his spiritual consciousness was exhausted and he could not leave his body at all.

He immediately looked inside himself and found that there was very little true energy left in his Dantian and his body was badly injured. Although he looked fine, his meridians were torn and his internal organs were shaken.

Fortunately, the foundation is intact and it will recover after a period of recuperation.

Chen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the animal skin that fell on the ground, and returned his gaze to the mortals in front of him.

These men struggled to get up from the ground, covering their chests, waists, abdomens, and arms. Their chests were stained red from the vomited blood and their faces were filled with pain.

After they were blown away, they crashed into big trees and rocks, causing internal injuries, broken bones and tendons, and were seriously injured.

But they didn't dare to utter even a single wail, and just looked in horror at the young man who suddenly woke up in front of them.

These men were not ordinary people. They were refugees who had experienced great disasters. They had fought with other refugee armies and government troops, killed people, and seen blood.

The young man used some unknown means to seriously injure them all, and they were no match for him together.

The crowd didn't even dare to run away, for fear that the young man would kill them all if he got unhappy.

The black-faced man was extremely regretful at the moment. He covered his broken left arm and said with a stiff face, "We...we have disturbed you, sir. We will leave now. I hope you will be magnanimous and not bother with us lowly people."

Chen Yuan's eyes swept across everyone's faces. They didn't dare to speak, but just lowered their heads in fear.

The short and thin man had cold sweat all over his back, and the other two men who wanted to slap Chen Yuan were trembling all over.

Chen Yuan heard the conversation between the short and thin man and the others, but they had no ill intentions. They just wanted to wake him up. Naturally, he would not bother with a few mortals.

Chen Yuan looked at the black-faced man: "Are you the leader? What's your name?"

"My name is Yue Zhong, and I lead a few brothers to make a living." The black-faced man answered cautiously.

Chen Yuan said calmly: "I have a few questions. As long as you answer them truthfully, I won't kill anyone."

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief when they heard this. The dark-faced man showed gratitude and bowed deeply: "Sir, you are kind and righteous. I will tell you everything I know!"

Chen Yuan glanced at the bags in everyone's hands and asked, "From what you said, you seem to have some knowledge. Why are you so destitute that you even have to come to the forest to dig wild fruits and vegetables?"

The black-faced man was stunned and asked in confusion: "Sir, aren't you from Hezhou? Hezhou suffered a great disaster, and I couldn't survive, so I had to join the rebel army. I'm looking for food for the army."

"Tell me more about it."

The dark-faced man sighed and said, "Hezhou was flooded for two months, then there was a severe drought, and locusts passed through the area. The people suffered terribly."

"Not only did the government not provide food relief, it also imposed a 'Qing salary', saying it was to defend against the Qing invaders in the east."

"The people could no longer survive, so they rose up in rebellion, and civil unrest broke out in various places."

"I was originally a merchant from Changting County, Gongnian Prefecture. I ran out of food and had no way to make a living."

"I led a few brothers from the same hometown to join the uprising army. Now I work for Zhang Baiwu, the Heavenly King, and go into the mountains to find food for the army."

"Qing country?" Chen Yuan frowned, "Which country are you from?"

Everyone was stunned. Not only did this person not know that Hezhou had suffered a disaster, he didn't even know about Wei State. Could it be that he had been staying in the mountains and forests and had never gone out?
The black-faced man was also extremely confused, but he did not dare to show it, and said, "Of course I am from Wei."

"Besides Wei and Qing, how many other countries are there?" Chen Yuan asked.

"To the north is Si State, to the south is Xiang State, to the west is Cai State, and I don't know where the places are further away." The black-faced man replied.

"How big is Weiguo?"

"There are always some within tens of thousands of miles."

Chen Yuan's heart sank. Where was he now?

There is no such a small country in Jiuxianzhou. A big state is a dynasty.

Even in the most chaotic Jingzhou, the major sects joined forces to support a dynasty and maintain stability in the mortal world.

And at this moment, he also discovered one thing. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth here was extremely thin, far inferior to even the micro spiritual veins.

After Chen Yuan formed his infant, he focused on refining elixirs and improving his cultivation, and subconsciously ignored the thin spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Only then did he discover that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here was extremely thin, far inferior to that of Jiuxianzhou.

He didn't want to ask any further. It was impossible for a mortal to know about the affairs of the immortal world.

Chen Yuan took out a hundred-year-old spiritual herb from the mustard seed ring. He raised his hand and released a wisp of true energy, which condensed into true fire and wrapped around the spiritual herb.

Everyone was stunned and couldn't even believe their eyes.

The young man in front of him just raised his hand, and a yellow grass appeared out of thin air in his palm. Then flames came out of his hand and wrapped up the yellow grass.

The short and thin man exclaimed: "This, this, this... this is witchcraft!"

The black-faced man's expression changed, and he immediately turned around and slapped him: "Shut up!"

He turned around, knelt down and kowtowed: "We are ignorant and have offended... offended the immortal. Second brother, quickly apologize to the immortal!" The short and thin man also reacted, knelt down in fear, and kowtowed repeatedly: "I deserve to die, I deserve to die! This is not witchcraft, this is immortal magic!"

Although Chen Yuan was in a bad mood, he was not going to argue with a mortal. He said calmly, "Get up."

The short and thin man was overjoyed and quickly got up. The dark-faced man also breathed a sigh of relief, his face full of fear.

At this time, the hundred-year-old spiritual herb had been melted into a ball of deep yellow spiritual liquid under the calcination of the true fire, and all the impurities had been refined.

Chen Yuan's alchemy skills have reached a superb level. With just a wisp of true energy, he can purify a hundred-year-old spiritual herb in a moment.

He pointed and the spiritual liquid was divided into eight parts, slowly condensing into eight dark yellow pills, flying towards the eight men.

Everyone raised their hands to catch the pills and looked at Chen Yuan hesitantly, somewhat at a loss.

Chen Yuan said calmly: "Although you are a little disrespectful, you have good intentions and want to wake me up. These eight pills are given to you. After taking them, they should be able to help you survive this chaotic world."

The black-faced man was overjoyed and immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you for the reward, Immortal!"

Everyone also came to their senses, knelt down and kowtowed, thanking him repeatedly.

If the immortal wants to harm them, does he need to use such means?
I am so lucky today that I can eat the elixir!

Several men hurriedly put the dark yellow pill into their mouths. Just as they were about to chew it, they found that the pill melted in their mouths and turned into a warm current that flowed into their limbs and bones.

The feeling of hunger in the stomach disappeared immediately, as did the exhaustion from days of fighting. Even the injuries and illnesses in the body disappeared, and the whole body was filled with strength.

Everyone was ecstatic, thinking it was indeed an elixir with such miraculous effects.

They were so grateful to Chen Yuan that they kowtowed repeatedly, shouting "God is merciful" and "We will never forget the immortal's great kindness."

But they never received a response, and when they looked up, they found that the immortal had disappeared.

Everyone stood up quickly and looked around, but found nothing.

The immortal seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, as if he had never appeared.

But the feeling of fullness in their stomachs, the strength surging from their bodies, and the scabs falling off their wounds told them clearly that the immortal had really been here and rewarded them with elixirs.

The short and thin man hesitated and said, "Brother, is the immortal...gone?"

The dark-faced man looked up at the gloomy sky and nodded: "It should be."

The young man touched his left arm, where there was a bloody wound just now, but now the scab had fallen off, revealing a piece of new flesh.

He murmured, "There really are gods in this world..."

The dark-faced man suddenly lowered his head, and his eyes swept over everyone one by one, with a serious expression: "No one can tell anyone about what happened today, otherwise none of us will survive!"

Everyone was confused, but the short and thin man was the first to realize: "Brother is right. We know that the immortal only gave each of us one elixir. Once we eat it, it will be gone. But others don't know that."

"As long as today's incident gets out, no matter if it's the Heavenly King or the government troops, they will arrest us and torture us to find out the whereabouts of the elixir."

The other men also understood that since their lives were at stake, they dared not neglect it and spoke out in agreement, promising to keep their mouths shut.

The black-faced man was relieved and waved his hand: "Let's go and continue to look for food. Find it quickly and go back to have a good sleep. After going to the battle every day, follow me and kill a few soldiers!"

The young man asked in confusion: "Brother, didn't you ask us not to kill anyone?"

The dark-faced man laughed and said, "That was in the past. Now we have eaten the elixir and our strength has increased. If we kill more soldiers, we can enter the Yong camp and wear armor and hold guns."

"The world is in chaos. Whoever holds a knife will be the king. In the past, we had no choice but to follow the King of Rebellion and the King of Heaven to fight. From now on, we will be the king ourselves and fight for the world!"

……

After Chen Yuan gave the pills to the eight men, he flew out of the forest.

Although there was very little true energy left in his body, it was still more than enough to support his flight.

However, he did not fly very far. After flying a hundred miles, his light landed on a low mountain.

After being caught in the space storm, at the last moment before his true energy was exhausted, he took out the skin of the divine Kun fish to block the turbulence of space, and then fainted under the huge tearing force.

After waking up, he came here and knew nothing about his surroundings. He was seriously injured, his true energy was exhausted, and his spiritual consciousness was also depleted. It was not advisable for him to act rashly.

Relying on his physical strength, he dug out a simple cave and blocked the entrance with a huge rock. Then he took out a hundred-year-old spiritual herb, purified it, drank the spiritual liquid, and closed his eyes to meditate.

This was originally prepared for Tian You to prevent his soul from disintegrating, and now it comes in handy.

Half a month later, Chen Yuan's consciousness had fully recovered and his physical injuries had mostly healed.

However, because the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was too thin, only 30% of his true essence was restored.

Fortunately, his true essence is pure and strong. Even if it is only 30% of his true essence, it is equivalent to an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator.

Chen Yuan did not waste any more time and left the cave, spreading his consciousness to look for the immortal cultivators in this place. (End of this chapter)