Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chapter 575: Poor picture
Three days passed quickly, and the two-month trial deadline arrived. The white mist covering the bluestone square quietly dissipated, revealing a ruined scene, and the door of Tongming Palace slowly opened.

Until this moment, Patriarch Yuntian, Elder Gu and the other four Nascent Soul cultivators still had not shown up.

The atmosphere on the bluestone square became increasingly depressing, and a group of Jindan cultivators glanced at Chen Yuan with surprised and doubtful looks.

Among them were several cultivators from the Zhenhai Sect. They looked extremely solemn, unable to hide the panic in their eyes.

Patriarch Kuixing was also very surprised. It was a bit unbelievable that four Nascent Soul cultivators were all buried in the Demonic Plain.

If Patriarch Yuntian was framed by Chen Yuan and died in the mouth of a level ten monster, then why did the other three die?
He quietly looked at Chen Yuan and Qingliu, both of them looked normal, as if they didn't care about the four Nascent Soul cultivators at all.

Ancestor Kuixing's heart moved, and when he thought of Kunhai and Ao Fang who entered Jueling Island this time, his doubts gradually disappeared.

There are many secrets in Jueling Island. The four people might have encountered Kunhai Aofang, or they might have encountered other disasters, but no matter what, it is impossible for them to die at the hands of two early Nascent Soul cultivators.

Thinking of this, Kuixing Patriarch no longer hesitated and sent a message to Chen Yuan: "Fellow Daoist Chen, how about we set off now?"

"Please come in, fellow Taoist." Chen Yuan replied, then stood up and walked towards the Tongming Hall.

Mr. Qingliu also put away the book in his hand and followed.

Ancestor Kuixing sneered in his heart and followed closely.

The three of them walked into the main hall. The furnishings and decorations in the Tongming Hall were very similar to those in the Tongtian Hall. The only difference was that instead of two teleportation arrays in the depths of the hall, there stood a stone statue about ten feet tall.

The material used for the stone statue is the most common bluestone. It is carved with a young monk with a handsome appearance, a slight smile on his lips, and a green shirt. He stands with his hands behind his back, looking down at the people who walk into the hall with a gentle look.

In front of this stone statue, there is a square altar with a copper incense burner on it, with light smoke and sandalwood curling up.

When Chen Yuan saw the stone statue, he suddenly stopped and his expression changed slightly.

When the old Kuixing Patriarch saw this, his eyes flashed. Just as he was about to speak, Chen Yuan suddenly spoke up, "Fellow Daoist Qingliu, this fellow Daoist Kuixing is well-known in the Yuqinghai cultivation world. We hit it off right away. He is willing to help us get that Qingfeng Bamboo. What do you think?"

Qingliu was startled for a moment, then he clasped his fists and bowed, smiling and saying, "I will definitely remember the kindness of Daoist Kuixing for helping me."

Kuixing Patriarch's thoughts were interrupted by Chen Yuan. He could not ask any more questions, so he could only return the greeting with a bow: "Daoyou Qingliu, you are too kind. Daoyou Chen and I met too late, and we are very compatible. I have no choice but to accept your invitation."

The three of them came to the stone statue. Next to the incense burner, more than twenty palm-sized jade tablets were lined up.

Chen Yuan took a deep look at the stone statue, then clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to this ordinary stone statue.

He finally remembered where that inexplicable sense of familiarity came from when he first met the formation spirit.

This stone statue looks very similar to the green-robed formation spirit, but its temperament is very different.

The stone statue is more gentle, with eyes as bright as stars and full of charm.

However, the array spirit showed a sense of vicissitudes and fatigue, so Chen Yuan did not recognize the connection between him and the stone statue.

When Chen Yuan stood up, a jade token on the altar slowly flew up and fell into his hand. It was a Tongtian Order.

He suddenly remembered that there was a rumor that when Jueling Island was first opened, there was a Nascent Soul cultivator who refused to worship the stone statue and took orders without authorization. He was immediately struck to death by divine thunder from the sky.

Later, several people died from lightning because they disrespected the stone statue, and their bodies were never found.

From then on, no one dared to disrespect the stone statue. Even great monks had to bow to the stone statue when entering the Tongming Hall.

Chen Yuan thought again of the green-robed array spirit's admiration for his "master". His eyes fell on the purple copper incense burner. The fragrance lingered around his nose, refreshing his heart.

Could it be that the monk depicted in this stone statue is the master of the green-robed formation spirit?
He seemed to see the green-robed array spirit gently picking up the lid of the stove, putting in a piece of sandalwood, and then bowing down.

Chen Yuan took a step back, and Patriarch Kuixing and Buddhist Qingliu stepped forward and saluted respectfully. Two Tongtian Orders flew up from the altar and fell into the hands of the two men.

After getting the Tongtian Order, the three of them turned around and left, walking out of the Tongming Palace.

Chen Yuan suddenly heard the voice of Kuixing Patriarch: "Fellow Daoist Chen, what do you think is the relationship between this stone statue and that senior?"

Chen Yuan's thoughts turned, and he said solemnly: "Fellow Daoist, please be careful with your words. Senior is unfathomable and has great magical powers. We should not make rash comments."

The old ancestor Kuixing narrowed his eyes slightly and replied in a voice transmission: "Daoyou is right, I was reckless..."

He sneered in his heart, could it be that Chen Yuan really worshipped that senior as a god?
The three of them walked out of the Tongming Hall, and with a flash of light, they flew out of the bluestone square. Everything they saw before them became dim.

At this moment, the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly, but when it fell on Jueling Island, it seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, giving people a sense of decadence.

Looking around, there are relics of the war everywhere.

Broken walls, broken mountains, scorched earth, miles of sharp sword marks, claw marks hundreds of feet in size, and hundreds of miles of scorched earth after flames, all give off a sense of decay, a scene of devastation after a great war.

The last time he entered Tongtian Island, Chen Yuan did not encounter the green-robed formation spirit and thought it was a battle between ancient cultivators.

But now when I see this ancient battlefield again, the tragic scene of human cultivators fighting against the ancient demons at all costs emerges in my mind.

Perhaps the white ape demon king with Zhu Yan's bloodline also wreaked havoc on Tongtian Island.

Of the seventeen Divine Transformation cultivators, I wonder how many of them died on this giant floating island...

Chen Yuan's thoughts were racing, but his speed of escape was not slow. He flew forward with Mr. Qingliu and Old Ancestor Kuixing beside him. In less than a quarter of an hour, they had flown dozens of miles.

Tongtian Island is vast and boundless. From the outside, it looks only a few hundred miles in size, but in fact, thanks to the use of spatial magic, the interior is as large as ten thousand miles in radius.

On the edge of Tongtian Island, there are no space cracks and no space secret realms. Over the past tens of thousands of years, the monks of Yuqinghai and the monsters have dug deep into the ground and plundered them completely.

Suddenly, Qingliu Lay Buddhist sent a message to Chen Yuan: "Fellow Daoist Chen, this Kuixing Patriarch is a giant of the demonic path, extremely cruel, and has slaughtered many people under his command. Why should we join forces with him?"

Chen Yuan replied: "Today I am going to eliminate demons and defend the Way."

Mr. Qingliu's expression moved, and when he looked at Patriarch Kuixing again, a smile appeared on his face, appearing extremely kind.

Upon seeing this, Patriarch Kuixing responded with a smile, but he had already thought about where to meet his opponent.

The three of them flew in silence for thousands of miles. Their speed gradually slowed down and their expressions became more serious.

In the void ahead, there were several white cracks hanging quietly in the air.

Each crack is several feet long and several inches wide, as if someone had left a sword mark in the air with a flying sword. It is inconspicuous in the blue sky.

Kuixing Patriarch looked at Chen Yuan and said, "As we go forward, there will be more and more space cracks. We will have to rely on Fellow Daoist Chen."

Chen Yuan smiled proudly and flew forward. "It's just a space crack. Leave it to me." "Fellow Taoists, please follow me. If there is a space crack, I will block it for you."

The expression of Patriarch Kuixing changed. Compared with before, Chen Yuan's escape speed had slowed down a lot.

But in an area with hidden space cracks, it still appears incredibly fast.

Mr. Qingliu knew that Chen Yuan had mastered the art of teleportation and his control over space far exceeded that of ordinary people, so he followed him immediately.

He escaped more than ten feet away, and did not forget to turn back to remind the Kuixing Patriarch: "Fellow Daoist Kuixing, why don't you catch up?"

Ancestor Kuixing hesitated for a moment, but still flew forward, but he was several dozen feet away from the two people. He followed closely behind them along their route and never took a wrong step.

While flying, his eyes were fixed on Chen Yuan, with hidden worry in his eyes.

Ancestor Kuixing followed the two men nervously. After flying hundreds of miles, the cracks in space became more and more dense, with one every thirty or forty feet, both above, below, left and right.

Chen Yuan's escape speed did not slow down at all, and he did not take the dangerous space crack seriously at all.

But Patriarch Kuixing had to admit that Chen Yuan did have some abilities, no wonder he was so arrogant.

No matter how small and hidden the space crack was, he could avoid it more than ten feet in advance without any mistake.

But Patriarch Kuixing was still frightened. He was not worried about his own safety. Anyway, he had Chen Yuan and Qingliu in front of him. Even if Chen Yuan made a mistake and was swallowed by the space crack, it would not be his turn.

But because of this, if Chen Yuan was swallowed by the space crack, the Moon Dew in his hand would also be destroyed.

He reminded Chen Yuan several times to slow down his speed, but Chen Yuan ignored it every time. Not only did his speed not slow down at all, but it increased a bit, and there was even a hint of showing off in his words.

The old ancestor Kuixing cursed inwardly, but could not persuade him any further. His contempt for Chen Yuan had reached an unprecedented level.

Only such a successful villain could offend the three major royal families and the Zhenhai Sect at the same time when he was forming the elixir.

When he was still a Jindan cultivator, he was very cautious and would not easily provoke the three major sects.

The three of them fled for hundreds of miles, and suddenly a valley of several acres in size appeared in front of them. It was lush with green trees, flowers and plants, which was out of tune with the barren and ruined land.

The valley was surrounded by a layer of light silver-grey light that surged like water waves.

Through a layer of light curtain, there was dry and cracked earth outside, but inside the scenery was picturesque and looked extremely strange.

Chen Yuan's heart moved. This was the secret space that spread throughout Tongtian Island. According to the green-robed formation spirit, it was plundered from another world by his powerful master for ancient cultivators to train. It contained a large number of natural treasures.

Tens of thousands of years passed, Tongtian Island fell, and these secret spaces became dilapidated, with most of them destroyed.

But the few treasures left behind still made the monk Yuqinghai covetous.

Chen Yuan did not slow down, avoiding a hidden space crack and flew forward.

Qingliu followed closely, and Kuixing Patriarch suddenly said, "I have been to this secret space before. About 700 miles away, there is a ruined secret space."

"The treasure I'm looking for is among them. I hope you two Taoist friends can help me deal with that ninth-level beast."

"After the matter is accomplished, I will help you two Taoist friends to get the Qingfeng Bamboo."

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he said with a smile: "Okay, please show me the way, fellow Taoist."

When Patriarch Kuixing saw that he agreed so readily, he felt something was wrong.

But when he thought of the four drops of Moonlight Dew, greed suddenly arose. He suppressed this feeling and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Chen, please explore the way to the southeast first..."

Chen Yuan did as he was told, turned his body and flew to the southeast.

The two followed him, going deeper and deeper into the island. The space cracks they encountered became more and more dense, so Chen Yuan had to slow down his escape.

But seven hundred miles is not a long distance. Even if the distance the three people have already flown is added, it is still less than two thousand miles.

In the Jueling Island with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, one can only barely enter the depths and is still far from the core area.

In less than three hours, under the guidance of Kuixing Patriarch, Chen Yuan changed direction several times and finally arrived at the secret space that he mentioned.

Mr. Qingliu looked at the barren wilderness in front of him. If it weren't for the faint silver-gray light curtain covering the edge, it would seem no different from the dilapidated Jueling Island, and there was no sign of any hidden treasure. He couldn't help but frown.

Chen Yuan glanced at the wasteland, and the arrogance on his face disappeared without a trace: "This secret space is hard to find, please come in, fellow Taoists."

As he spoke, he flew into the wilderness, increasing his speed.

Ancestor Kuixing was stunned. Before he could finish his prepared speech, Chen Yuan fell into the trap, which caught him off guard. The feeling that something was wrong rose from the bottom of his heart again.

"Why did you stop, Brother Kuixing?" Buddhist Qingliu woke him from his thoughts.

A trace of doubt flashed across the eyes of Patriarch Kuixing, but thinking of the two people's early Nascent Soul cultivation, he was reluctant to give up the four drops of Moon Dew that were about to be obtained, and followed.

He followed the two of them and flew into the light grey curtain of light, as if he was swimming in the water. A gentle squeezing force came from all around.

Kuixing Patriarch’s eyes blurred, but the next moment, the resistance disappeared.

He came to a wilderness and looked around. The sky and the earth were dark, the spiritual energy was thin, and the area was only a few miles in radius. Among all the remaining secret spaces on Jueling Island, these were also the smallest and most dilapidated ones.

Chen Yuan and Mr. Qingliu were not far in front of the Kuixing Patriarch, only a few hundred feet apart.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of Kuixing Patriarch. He moved his body, flew forward, and stopped in front of the two people.

Now that the true intention had been exposed, he no longer pretended to be polite and sneered, "Are you two Taoist friends wondering where the ninth-level beast I mentioned is?"

Chen Yuan turned around, but there was no surprise on his face. He just shook his head and said, "The burial place chosen by Daoist Kuixing is too cramped."

Ancestor Kuixing was stunned. Chen Yuan's reaction was completely different from what he had imagined. His expression also looked much more unfamiliar, without any arrogance or complacency.

He stared at Chen Yuan: "Fellow Daoist Chen, have you already guessed that I would attack you?"

Chen Yuan smiled slightly: "This place is only two thousand miles away from Tongming Palace, how could there be a level nine beast?"

The old man Kuixing narrowed his eyes slightly, and the aura of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul spread out: "Then Daoist Chen, you dare to follow me, aren't you courting death?"

Chen Yuan smiled, and an aura that was no less powerful than that of Kuixing Patriarch slowly emanated from him: "What Daoyou is planning is also what I wish for, isn't it?"

(End of this chapter)