Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chen Yuan suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where is Daoist Zhang now? When I was in Chongde City, I asked Jiang Yu, but he didn't know Daoist Zhang's whereabouts. He only said that Daoist Zhang left the sect more than ten years ago and has not returned yet..."

Qingliu Lay Buddhist's face darkened: "Wushan has been traveling and has not returned yet. I'm afraid he has met with misfortune."

Chen Yuan was stunned: "What do you mean by this? Did you say that Zhang Daoist has already passed away?"

Lay Buddhist Qingliu shook his head slightly: "I am not sure either. Wushan left the sect more than ten years ago and went to Nanzhou to look for spiritual objects to form infants."

"Five years later, his natal Yuan lamp suddenly showed abnormal behavior. The disciple guarding the Yuan lamp hall came to report it. I went to check and found that Wushan's natal Yuan lamp had become extremely dim and was about to go out..."

Chen Yuan was surprised and said, "The natal lamp contains a breath of soul. If its owner is fine, the lamp will not go out. It will go out only when its owner dies and his soul is broken. How come it has become so dim and not gone out?"

Qing Liu said: "I am also very confused, I will immediately go to Nanzhou to look for Wushan's traces."

"But Nanzhou is vast, with no human presence and monsters roaming everywhere. I have been looking for news about Wushan everywhere."

"Disciples from the Hidden Sword Palace, Taiming Sect, and Shaoxuan Sect have seen Wushan and traveled with him. I have walked through all the places he has passed, but there is no trace of Wushan."

"I have been searching in Nanzhou for three years without any success. I even fought with the demon king several times and attracted the attention of the ninth-level demon king. I had no choice but to leave Nanzhou and return to the sect."

Chen Yuan said thoughtfully, "Fellow Daoist Zhang's natal lamp is still about to go out, very dim, but not extinguished?"

Mr. Qingliu nodded slightly: "That's right, until now, Wushan's natal lamp is still in this state, very strange."

"I have used many secret techniques to investigate, but to no avail. I even asked the headmaster to use the secret treasures of the sect to investigate, but it was useless."

"As far as I know, there are many monsters in Nanzhou, and their innate magical powers are extremely strange. For example, the Mingqi rat monster, although its body is weak, its sound is very harmful to the soul. It is very ferocious."

"Maybe Wushan encountered this kind of monster, and the connection between his soul and his natal lamp was cut off, which is why such a strange thing happened..."

Chen Yuan frowned. He originally thought that Zhang Wushan was just traveling outside and had not returned yet. He did not expect such a change to happen. No one found him alive or dead.

Thinking of Zhang Wushan's heroic attitude, Chen Yuan sighed in his heart and said, "Auspicious people are blessed by heaven. Daoist Zhang's life essence lamp is not extinguished yet, so it may not be as Daoist Zhang thinks..."

Qing Liu Lay Buddhist smiled bitterly: "Fellow Daoist, there is no need to comfort me. If Wushan was fine, he would have returned to the sect long ago. He has not returned for more than ten years, so he should have met with an accident."

Suddenly, he raised his sleeve and a bronze oil lamp appeared out of thin air on the table. There was no oil, but there was a tiny flame that burned quietly. The smell was vague and it seemed that it could go out at any time.

"After the incident at Wushan, I have been carrying this life-giving lamp with me, but I only kept a glimmer of hope in my heart, a thought..."

Chen Yuan looked at this natal lamp and could no longer utter any words of comfort.

Mr. Qingliu suddenly smiled, raised his sleeves and put away Zhang Wushan's life lamp again, and said in a very carefree manner: "If I can get out of Jueling Island and break through the bottleneck of the middle stage, I will go to Nanzhou again and spend six years looking for Wushan's traces."

"Nine is the number of the extreme. If I still cannot find his trace in nine years, I will build a tomb for him and enshrine this natal lamp and some of the things he used in his lifetime that he left in the cave."

Chen Yuan said sternly: "If you need my help, just ask."

Lay Buddhist Qing Liu shook his head: "I also know that this trip will most likely be fruitless, but I still don't give up. This is my last try. Don't waste your time and energy." Chen Yuan was silent for a while before speaking: "My skills are special and I need a demon pill to assist me in my cultivation. I will have to go to Nanzhou in the future and I will keep an eye out for Fellow Daoist Zhang."

Mr. Qingliu was stunned for a moment, then he clasped his fists and bowed: "Thank you very much, fellow Taoist."

Chen Yuan nodded silently, and Mr. Qingliu also fell silent. The two of them lowered their heads to sip tea, and the atmosphere was a little heavy for a moment.

After a while, the pot of spiritual tea was finished. Chen Yuan left five medium-grade spiritual stones on the table. The two of them got up and left, coming to a deserted island hundreds of miles away and escaping.

This sea area is a place carefully selected by Mr. Qingliu to settle down. Although it is barren and remote in the Yuqing Sea, if the Wan Yao Sea is included, it is right in the center of the area.

No matter where the Absolute Spirit Island appears, it won't take too long to get there.

Every ten days, Mr. Qingliu would go to the small market on the island to find out whether Jueling Island had appeared, and go to Shuiyuexuan to wait for Chen Yuan.

There was no spiritual vein on the deserted island, so Mr. Qingliu only opened up a cave. Chen Yuan opened up another simple cave at the other end of the deserted island and lived there.

In the following days, every seven days, Chen Yuan and Qingliu would take turns going to the island market hundreds of miles away to inquire about the affairs of Jueling Island.

In their spare time, the two of them would meditate and practice on the deserted island. However, there were no spiritual veins on the island, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Yuqing Sea was thinner than that in the Jiuxianzhou. It could only be said that it was better than nothing.

Mr. Qingliu is better off. He has already cultivated to the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage. There is no room for improvement in his cultivation. He just needs to polish his true essence to make it more refined. It doesn't matter if his spiritual energy is a little thinner.

But Chen Yuan still needed to accumulate true energy, and after several months, it only increased slightly.

However, the starlight never stopped pouring into his body. He specially built a stone chamber in the cave with a skylight.

Every month, he would come to the stone chamber, take out the jade beads, draw power from the stars in the sky, and temper his body.

Mr. Qingliu could not see the starlight descending, but if Chen Yuan left the cave late at night every month, it would definitely attract his attention.

Seven months passed quickly, and on this day, it was Qingliu's turn to go to the market to inquire about the news.

Chen Yuan was meditating in the training room, recovering the 20% of his true energy that had been lost due to the infusion of starlight two days ago.

The spiritual energy on the deserted island is too thin, and the recovery of true energy is much slower. It takes a full seven days to fully recover and continue practicing.

Suddenly, the voice of Lay Buddhist Qingliu entered the cave, awakening Chen Yuan from his meditation: "Daoyou Chen?"

"Please wait a moment, fellow Daoist." Chen Yuan slowly put away his skills, stood up and walked out of the training room, opened the stone door of the cave, and welcomed Master Qingliu in.

After the two of them sat down, Chen Yuan asked, "Did you get any news, fellow Daoist?"

Qingliu Lay Buddhist nodded slightly, his expression solemn: "In a sea area in the Ten Thousand Monsters Sea, colorful spiritual light spreads for thousands of miles, and the shadow of an island appears and disappears in the sky. It seems that the Absolute Spirit Island has appeared in the world!" (End of this chapter)