Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Starting two months ago, Tianxuan Market gradually became lively.

As the Tianxuan Auction was about to begin, more and more cultivators gathered here. The streets were crowded with people, allowing the independent cultivators who specialized in serving as guides for foreign cultivators to make a fortune.

On this day, more than a dozen beams of light descended from the sky and landed in front of an entrance to Tianxuanfang City.

Tianxuan Market is extremely large, with nine entrances for cultivators to enter and exit.

Immediately, more than twenty Qi-refining monks came forward with smiles on their faces, calling them "seniors" and asking if they needed a guide.

These cultivators were all here to participate in the Tianxuan Auction. Some of them were at least foundation-building cultivators. They all had proud expressions and the demeanor of masters. They randomly selected one person and walked into the Tianxuan Market.

There was only one cultivator who was too young. He smiled, shook his head slightly, politely declined the guide, and slowly walked into the Tianxuan Market.

He was dressed in white and his appearance could only be described as handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes. His black hair was not tied up, but casually tied into a bun and hung down behind him. Two strands of black hair hung at his temples, swaying gently in the breeze as he walked.

Those Qi-refining cultivators who were rejected were a little stunned. They had seen many different kinds of cultivators, even quite a few Jindan cultivators.

This is the mountain gate of the leader of the righteous path and the first market town in Donghua Continent. What it lacks the least is high-level cultivators.

But the others were just cultivators, and none of them were as free and easy as the young cultivator, as if they were really immortals.

Under the gaze of low-level cultivators, Chen Yuan walked into the Tianxuan Market and moved through the crowd at a leisurely pace.

But he was too conspicuous. Once the monks along the way set their eyes on him, it would be difficult for them to take their eyes off him.

There were several young female monks with such ardent eyes that they almost melted him.

Chen Yuan felt helpless and could only quicken his pace.

This is a small drawback of "Nine Transformations of True Spirit". He refined two kinds of true spirit blood, mastered the power of true spirit, got closer to the Tao, and his temperament became more and more extraordinary and outstanding.

After the baby is formed, this trait becomes more obvious.

Tianxuanfang City is located at the foot of Shaoyue Mountains. The further south you go, the closer you get to Shaoyue Mountains.

There are many mountains here, no rows of shops, only quiet courtyards.

The Welcoming Peak of Tianxuan Sect is located here.

Chen Yuan slowly climbed up the Yingke Peak, and a Qi-refining cultivator came up to him. Chen Yuan directly showed him the token given to him by Lu Hong.

The Qi-refining cultivator recognized it at a glance. It was the token of the Nascent Soul Auction and he immediately went to find the Jindan master from Yingke Peak.

Four years ago, when Chen Yuan came to Tianxuan Sect to visit Lu Hong, it was this person who was in charge of Yingke Peak. He recognized Chen Yuan's identity, treated him with great respect, and arranged a courtyard for him.

There are still ten days left before the Tianxuan Auction begins.

The next day, Lu Hong came to visit and had a very pleasant conversation with Chen Yuan. They did not leave until late at night.

Two days later, Master He came to visit.

The two sat down as host and guest, and after exchanging pleasantries for a while, Master He said, "Daoyou Chen has become very famous recently, and his name has spread throughout the four major Xuan Sects."

Chen Yuan asked in confusion: "I have always kept a low profile. When did I become so famous?"

Master He said: "I heard that the Tianxuan Sect took out an extremely rare and top-grade spiritual material, and then set up the second formation outside the Demon Realm."

"According to the Tianxuan Sect, this spiritual material was obtained from a fellow Taoist, and thirty thousand-year-old spiritual herbs were used. I wonder if this is true or not?"

Chen Yuan smiled slightly: "It is true. By chance, I got a bowl of Youlan water. When I visited Daoist Lu with a letter from Daoist, Daoist Lu took a fancy to it and exchanged it for thirty thousand-year-old spiritual herbs."

Master He's eyes narrowed slightly, "Fellow Daoist, you have great courage. Thirty thousand-year-old spiritual herbs can make six or seven furnaces of Yuanying stage elixirs. After refining them, your cultivation will surely improve a lot. This is really enviable."

He emphasized the word "envy". Chen Yuan understood and said calmly, "I am just taking what I need from the Tianxuan Sect. Although thirty spiritual herbs are a bit too much, I am quite proficient in alchemy and have already refined them all into pills."

As he spoke, he no longer concealed his aura, and his aura, which was much deeper than before, was clearly revealed.

Master He felt it carefully, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

When Chen Yuan went to visit him in Baihe Sect before, he did not reveal his cultivation level, but he knew that Chen Yuan had just held the Nascent Soul Ceremony not long ago, and it should not take long for the Nascent Soul to be formed.

But Chen Yuan's aura was very condensed, and it was not at all like the cultivation level of someone who had just entered the Nascent Soul stage. He must have refined a lot of elixirs.

The spiritual energy contained in the Nascent Soul Pill is pure and huge. Even for a Nascent Soul cultivator, it will take at least two or three months to refine a pill.

Chen Yuan received the letter from him and visited Lu Hong again four years ago.

In such a short period of time, he refined thirty thousand-year-old spiritual herbs into pills and refined them all. It was truly incredible.

But the aura cannot deceive people. Master He looked at Chen Yuan with a more serious look and said with a smile: "I was a little worried that the spiritual herbs on you would be coveted by others. Now it seems that I was worrying for nothing."

"In four years, you have refined dozens of pills. Daoist friend, you really have a good method. I admire you."

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "I am a physical cultivator, so my meridians need to be stronger, and refining pills will be much faster."

Master He nodded. Although the Baihe Sect did not have any physical cultivators, it was one of the four major Xuan Sects after all. It had a deep understanding of physical cultivators and knew that physical cultivators had strong physiques, so the speed of refining pills was indeed faster.

But what he could not have imagined was that Chen Yuan had refined Kunpeng's true blood, and his speed in refining elixirs was twice as fast as that of physical cultivators of the same level.

After this incident, Master He became closer to Chen Yuan.

Originally, he became friends with Chen Yuan because of his friendship with Xuan Yuanzi. Otherwise, even if Chen Yuan took out top-grade spirit stones, he would not easily introduce his connections to Chen Yuan.

But now, he values ​​Chen Yuan himself more.

The physical cultivators are inherently stronger than the cultivators of the same level, and Chen Yuan's progress is so fast. Although he is not from one of the four great Xuan Sects, he is not inferior to the elders of the four great Xuan Sects.

Chen Yuan noticed all the changes in Master He's attitude, which was also the purpose of him deliberately revealing this matter.

Through the mouth of Master He, the news that he refined thirty thousand-year-old spiritual herbs will soon be spread.

Others will certainly be skeptical about this, but it will also dispel the greed in many people's hearts.

If there is still someone who is greedy and covets the spiritual herbs, Chen Yuan will show no mercy.

After the two exchanged their cultivation experiences, Master He said, "There will be a trade fair the day after tomorrow. There will be about five or six Yuanying fellows participating. I have some friendship with the people in the organization. Are you interested?"

Chen Yuan's eyes lit up: "I was just looking to make friends with fellow Taoists, but I don't know how to do it. Thank you for telling me. When will the trade fair be held?"

Master He shook his head and said, "The location has not yet been determined. I will inform you after that Taoist friend informs me."

"Then I'd like to thank you, fellow Taoist."

The two talked for a while, and then Master He stood up to say goodbye, and Chen Yuan personally saw him out the door.

For the next two days, Chen Yuan stayed in the courtyard to meditate and practice, but there was no news from Master He.

It was not until the evening of the third day that Chen Yuan finally received the sound transmission note from Master He. He got up and walked out of the courtyard and came to Master He's residence.

The two of them rode on their light of escape, left Yingke Peak and headed towards the market town. All the courtyards they passed along the way had their formations activated.

Master He looked down and said solemnly, "There should be more than 40 fellow practitioners participating in this Tianxuan Auction, which is more than a dozen people compared to the previous sessions."

Chen Yuan's heart moved: "Is it because of the matter in the Demon Realm?"

Master He sighed softly: "The storm is coming. Although the nine major sects have blocked the news, there is no wall that is impenetrable."

"Over the past twenty years, many Nascent Soul cultivators have heard the news and want to come to the auction to exchange for some treasures and elixirs to improve their cultivation and enhance their self-defense capabilities."

“The treasures that appeared in this auction are also more rare than in the past. There are top-grade spiritual materials such as Flowing Light Fire and Tianluo Wood that are almost extinct, and even high-level magic weapons and three thousand year old spiritual herbs, which are enough to attract Yuanying cultivators to snatch them.”

The two men had tokens for participating in the Tianxuan Auction hanging around their waists as they flew over the market town. The no-fly ban had no effect.

When the cultivators below saw this scene, they knew that it was a Nascent Soul cultivator traveling, and their faces were filled with awe.

Master He came to the west side of the market town, and in front of a small building, a light of escape fell. Chen Yuan, one step behind Master He, also fell down.

This small building is located in a bamboo forest. The breeze blows, the bamboo leaves sway gently, and it is peaceful and quiet. There are iron-eating beasts passing through the forest, gnawing on the green bamboo, looking very cute.

A young cultivator was standing in front of the bamboo building. When he saw the two people falling, he immediately came forward and bowed to Master He: "Senior He, my master and several other seniors are waiting in the building."

This man was extremely handsome, looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, dressed in brocade clothes, and had an extraordinary demeanor.

He suppressed his aura, but he was naturally exposed in front of the Nascent Soul cultivator. With the cultivation base of the late Jindan stage, he was not far from the False Infant stage. The handsome cultivator turned to look at Chen Yuan and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, please follow me..."

Master He frowned and said, "This is my good friend, he is invited here."

The handsome monk's expression changed, and he immediately bowed down with his fists clasped: "I am sorry for my words, senior, please forgive me."

He never expected that this cultivator who followed behind Master He and looked younger than himself was actually a Nascent Soul Master.

As we all know, even if a cultivator takes an elixir of youth or performs a secret technique to preserve youth, his face will slowly age as his lifespan increases.

Yuanying cultivators are generally cultivators who have lived for hundreds of years. Male cultivators who deliberately maintain their youth are even rarer. There is only one Yuanying cultivator as young as Chen Yuan among a hundred.

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "It's okay."

The handsome monk breathed a sigh of relief and led the two men into the small building.

When Chen Yuan climbed the stairs, he felt like he was passing through an invisible barrier.

His mind moved, and he spread out his spiritual sense, only to find that there were four cultivators sitting on the third floor, three of whom were in the early Nascent Soul stage.

There was only a middle-aged cultivator who was sipping tea with his head down. Chen Yuan could not see through his cultivation level.

This person seemed to have sensed Chen Yuan's consciousness. He raised his head, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Chen Yuan's heart trembled, and he immediately withdrew his spiritual sense.

The two followed the handsome monk to the third floor, and the four Nascent Soul monks all stood up to greet them.

They all knew Master He. After greeting him one by one, their eyes fell on Chen Yuan, sizing him up inconspicuously.

The middle-aged cultivator who seemed to have sensed Chen Yuan's consciousness asked, "Who is this fellow Taoist..."

This man wore a Jinxian crown, had an ancient and unsmiling face, and was serious.

Master He introduced: "This is the Grand Elder of Qi State's Lingyun Sect, Fellow Daoist Chen Yuan."

The middle-aged cultivator looked at Chen Yuan deeply, clasped his fists and bowed: "It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Chen, I am honored to meet you."

Chen Yuan bowed in return, and Master He laughed, "This is Daoist Fellow Xiang Jixiang. Daoist Fellow Xiang is the one who arranged this trade fair."

Chen Yuan showed a look of surprise: "You are here to my friend's face. I have long admired your great name. I am so sorry for my disrespect."

After he formed his Nascent Soul, he visited many fellow practitioners with a letter from Master He, and got to know a few famous Nascent Soul cultivators in Donghua Continent.

Xiang Ji is extremely famous in Donghua Continent. He is a very rare independent cultivator, and has reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and has a wide circle of friends.

No wonder he couldn't see through Xiang Ji's cultivation. This person had broken through the mid-term bottleneck two hundred years ago. Who knows how profound his cultivation must be now.

It is said that he is very likely to become the third late Nascent Soul cultivator in Donghua Continent in tens of thousands of years.

Xiang Ji was serious and just nodded. Master He then introduced the other three people to Chen Yuan.

"This is Fellow Daoist Song Mingsong, the head of the Pingdu Sect of Si Country. He has been in the Infant stage for 300 years, has profound cultivation, and is highly respected."

Song Ming is a white-haired old man wearing a Confucian robe and has a kind face.

Chen Yuan clasped his fists and bowed: "Fellow Daoist Song severely injured the Demon Crocodile Wanderer, causing him to live in seclusion for hundreds of years and not dare to cause harm to Donghua. He is truly a role model of the righteous path and is admirable."

The Pingdu Sect was in Si State. When Chen Yuan was talking with Master Tong, he heard him talk about the Song and Ming dynasties.

Song Ming was very surprised and returned the greeting with a bow: "I didn't expect that this old story would reach the ears of Fellow Daoist Chen. I am ashamed."

Master He pointed to another thirty-year-old cultivator and said, "This is Master Tang Jiu. Like fellow Daoist Xiang, he is a casual cultivator. He is famous in Donghua for his wind escape technique."

This Young Master Tang Jiu was dressed in brocade clothes, holding a folding fan, which he gently waved, looking very elegant.

There are not many Nascent Soul cultivators in Donghua Continent, only about ten in total. Chen Yuan has also heard of this person's name.

He clasped his fists and bowed: "Fellow Daoist Tang chased the Fierce Wind Falcon Demon King for 170,000 miles and killed him with his sword. His demeanor is unparalleled. I have long admired him."

Young Master Tang Jiu folded his folding fan, turned the handle upside down, bowed his hands in return, and laughed, "Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning! Fellow Daoist Chen is so extraordinary and unworldly, he is truly an immortal. Tang Jiu has a jar of Immortal Drunken Wine in his hand. After the trade fair is over, I must drink the wine with you, and I won't leave until I'm drunk!"

Chen Yuan smiled and nodded, and developed a slight liking for the unruly Young Master Tang Jiu.

The last person was a burly man, seven feet tall, dressed in navy blue clothes, with a slightly arrogant look on his face.

When Master He introduced this person's name, his smile faded a little: "This is Daoist Xiao Mingyuan from Jiangxian Mountain. Like Daoist Chen, he is also a physical cultivator."

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and he clasped his fists and said, "I have long heard of Daoist Fellow Xiao's great name. I am honored to meet you."

Xiao Mingyuan raised his eyebrows, looked up and down at Chen Yuan, a hint of surprise in his eyes, and bowed slightly: "Fellow Daoist Chen is also a physical cultivator?"

Tang Jiu gently waved his folding fan and chuckled, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, have you not heard that Taoist Du Kun, the Grand Elder of Qi State's Zi Yang Sect, fought with Taoist Chen and had one arm cut off. He was forced to admit defeat and almost died on the spot. Taoist Chen's name has long been known throughout Donghua."

Xiao Mingyuan was surprised. "Is there such a thing? I have been in seclusion for many years. I just came out a few days ago and rushed to Tianxuan Market to participate in the auction. I am really ignorant of this."

"There are very few physical cultivators in Donghua Continent. Apart from Fellow Daoist Chen, there is only Fellow Daoist Mo from the Demon Yuan Palace. When I have time in the future, Xiao will definitely have a discussion with Fellow Daoist Chen."

There was a hint of regret on his face, and his expression was very sincere.

A trace of doubt arose in Chen Yuan's heart. Taoist Du Qing and Bai Zhen were good friends. Xiao Mingyuan and Bai Zhen were both elders of Jiangxian Mountain, but neither of them showed any malice, which made him a little confused.

But after careful observation, he felt that Xiao Mingyuan was not faking it, so he smiled and said, "Okay, I also want to experience Fellow Daoist Xiao's methods."

These three people are all extremely powerful, and have at least severely damaged cultivators of the same level. Tang Jiu and Xiao Mingyuan have even killed transformed demon kings and Nascent Soul cultivators, and their strength is extraordinary.

Chen Yuan couldn't help but look forward to this trade fair.

……

After greeting each other, everyone took their seats.

Xiang Ji sat in the main seat, and the others sat in order of their arrival.

Master He invited Chen Yuan to take the upper seat, but Chen Yuan refused and took the initiative to pay respect to the last seat, so Master He stopped insisting.

Xiang Ji said calmly: "All of you Daoists are here to participate in today's trade fair because of me. As the host, I naturally cannot be the first to show off my treasures. Let's start with Daoist Song."

Young Master Tang Jiu gently waved his folding fan and nodded slightly: "It should be so."

Master He and Xiao Mingyuan both nodded in agreement, and Chen Yuan naturally would not act differently.

Song Ming was sitting at the lower left, and was the first person to arrive. Seeing this, he did not refuse, and said with a smile: "In this case, then I will throw out some ideas first."

He raised his sleeves and two wooden boxes appeared in front of him.

After opening it, the first wooden box contained an ice-blue stone that exuded a hint of chilliness.

In another wooden box, there was a light grey spiritual flower with several dark lines on its petals. When combined together, it resembled a spider and looked very strange.

Song Ming said: "This piece of thousand-year-old cold iron weighs three pounds and nine ounces. It can be refined into an ice-attributed magic weapon with bone-eroding coldness. Unfortunately, it is not compatible with my skills. I want to exchange it for a thousand-year-old dragon locust branch."

"This thousand-year-old spider flower was obtained by me by chance. It is extremely poisonous. Although it cannot improve my cultivation, it is a must-have for practicing several poison skills."

"It is said that it can be made into spiritual fluid, which has the effect of tempering the body. I want to exchange it for three top-grade spiritual stones."

As he spoke, he looked at Xiao Mingyuan and Chen Yuan, as if he was hinting at something.

Chen Yuan glanced at the two treasures and understood that Song Ming was obviously well prepared.

As far as he knew, Xiang Ji was practicing ice-attributed skills, and this piece of thousand-year-old cold iron was obviously prepared for him.

He and Xiao Mingyuan are both physical cultivators, and this Ten Thousand Spider Flower is rumored to be able to temper the body, so they might be interested in it.

However, he came to the trade fair temporarily and Song Ming was not aware of it beforehand. The Ten Thousand Spider Flowers should have been prepared for Xiao Mingyuan.

As soon as Song Ming finished speaking, Xiang Ji said, "I happen to have a thousand-year-old dragon locust tree branch in my hand, which should be enough to exchange for this piece of thousand-year-old cold iron."

As he spoke, he took out a green wooden branch about a foot long from the mustard ring, raised his hand and sent it flying slowly towards Song Ming. (End of this chapter)