Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Jing Shuhan and Liu Ye followed the young monk to the top of Tianji Peak and escaped from the sky.

Tianji Peak is only about 700 feet high, but on the top of the mountain stands an extremely magnificent hall, which almost fills the entire mountain top. There are several foundation-building monks guarding on both sides of the hall door.

The three of them walked quickly towards the hall, and when they arrived at the hall door, Jing Shuhan suddenly slowed down and fell behind the two of them. He restrained the anxiety in his eyes and his expression became cold.

Upon seeing this, a hint of doubt flashed in the young monk's eyes. He looked at Jing Shuhan twice before stepping into the hall.

However, Liu Ye did not notice the change in Jing Shuhan's expression. He kept his head slightly lowered, biting his red lips lightly, his eyes changing constantly, as if he was worried about losing something.

Two women, each with their own thoughts, followed the young monk into the hall, looked up, and then froze in place.

Several cultivators gathered in the hall, including their master Zhenren Ningbi, the sect leader Zhenren Tianjizi, Chen Yuan whom Jing Shuhan was obsessed with, and Li Qingshan whom Liu Ye could not forget.

There are three other people with extraordinary demeanor, they should be the three great monks mentioned by the young monk.

Both of them had heard Zhenren Ningbi talk about the process of the demise of the two major royal families. The five great cultivators in the hall made clouds and rain with the flip of their hands, and they successively destroyed the three major royal families of the Wan Yao Sea. Just a stomp of their feet was enough to shake the entire Yuqing Sea cultivation world.

But at this moment, they all stood aside, with their hands behind their backs, looking respectful.

There was only a young man with red lips, white teeth, handsome appearance, who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, sitting in the main seat.

However, this young man who commanded the respect of the five great monks, seemed ordinary at first glance, as if he was just an ordinary person.

But if you look closely, you can find that his eyes are calm but also reveal a bit of vicissitudes, as if he has seen through everything in the world; they are bright and warm, which makes people calm down involuntarily.

The young man's peaceful gaze swept over the three people, and landed on Jing Shuhan. He smiled slightly: "This is Jing Shuhan, young friend Jing, right?"

Everyone else looked over here. The lowest level of cultivation among those present was a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, but no one spread out their spiritual sense and no one noticed the arrival of the three people.

Tianjizi smiled and said, "Senior has a keen eye. My respectful Junior Sister and Junior Nephew Liuye, why don't you come and pay your respects to Senior Lu!"

Jing Shuhan's heart trembled. Who could be called a senior by Tianjizi?
She quickly suppressed the many thoughts in her mind, walked quickly forward, came to the front of Senior Lu, and bowed: "Junior Shu Han, greetings to Senior Lu."

Liu Ye lowered his head deeply, not daring to look directly at Senior Lu, and said in a trembling voice: "Junior...Junior Liu Ye, greetings to Senior Lu."

As for the young cultivator who led the two here, he simply bowed to the other Nascent Soul cultivators and then tactfully left the hall.

Senior Lu looked at Jing Shuhan carefully, a green light flashed in his eyes, and he smiled slightly: "If I am not mistaken, Jing seems to have a spiritual body, and he is very talented. He is indeed a perfect match for Chen."

Jing Shuhan said respectfully: "Senior, you are too kind. He is already a great cultivator. I am a humble cultivator, so how can I be compared with him?"

Senior Lu smiled and said, "As long as you two are in love with each other, what does the difference in your cultivation level matter?"

"Lu was entrusted by Young Friend Chen to come to Tianji Sect to propose marriage. Young Friend Tianji and Young Friend Ningbi have both agreed."

"I wonder if you are willing to marry Chen Xiaoyou, become his Taoist partner, and learn the Dao together?"

Jing Shuhan was slightly stunned and looked up at Tianjizi and Ningbi Zhenren.

True Man Ningbi winked at her and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen is willing to offer three bottles of Nascent Soul Early Stage elixir, thirty pieces of top-grade spirit stones, and two top-grade spirit materials as betrothal gifts, and has asked Senior Lu to act as a matchmaker. This is very sincere, so naturally, my master and the head True Man will not object."

"If you are willing to become a Taoist partner with Fellow Daoist Chen, you must marry and obey your husband, leave the sect, and have nothing to do with the Tianji Sect anymore."

"It's up to you to decide where to go."

Jing Shuhan pursed his lips tightly, lowered his head, and remained silent for a while before speaking softly: "Disciple is willing to become a Taoist partner with Chen Yuan."

The young man clapped his hands and smiled: "I am just a casual cultivator, I can't bring anything good, but I have a blood jade spirit pendant, which is quite helpful when practicing."

"I give this to you today, little friend Jing, to congratulate you and little friend Chen on becoming Taoist companions and practicing the Great Dao together."

As he spoke, he flipped his hand and took out a blood-colored jade pendant, which was carved with a blood phoenix. The shape was simple and lifelike, with sharp eyes and full of arrogance.

Senior Lu raised his hand to wipe away the spiritual restriction, and the Blood Phoenix seemed to come alive, and a long roar could be heard faintly.

Three feet of blood light burst out from the blood pendant, but there was not a single bloody or filthy feeling. The spiritual power was pure and thick, and it was obviously a high-level magic weapon.

Everyone was shocked. Even for great monks, high-level magic weapons were rare and they would never be given away as gifts.

Jing Shuhan had just formed a baby and had a high-level magic weapon in his hand. He fell in love with the blood phoenix jade pendant at first sight.

But in the entire Tianji Sect, there are only six or seven high-level magic weapons in total, and one must be at least in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul to be qualified to wield them. How could Jing Shuhan dare to accept such a valuable gift?

She bowed again: "I have only recently formed my infant, my cultivation is shallow, and I am unable to control high-level magic weapons..."

Senior Lu smiled and said, "I have never taken back anything I have given out, so just accept it, young friend."

"This blood pendant is not a weapon for killing, but it has some effect of calming the mind and concentrating spiritual energy."

"It has long been useless to me, so putting it in your hands is a good way to put it to good use."

Jing Shuhan hesitated for a moment, and Chen Yuan said, "Since it is a gift from Senior Lu, just accept it."

Jing Shuhan then changed his tone: "Thank you for the reward, senior."

The young man laughed softly, raised his hand and pushed, the blood light on the jade pendant disappeared, and it slowly flew towards Jing Shuhan.

Jing Shuhan took the jade pendant with both hands, successfully left an imprint of his spiritual consciousness, and put it into the mustard seed ring.

Among the three great cultivators with extraordinary bearing, a middle-aged man stepped out from the crowd and bowed to Jing Shuhan: "Wang Xuan Ge of Taiming Sect, on behalf of our sect's Grand Elder Qin Hui Wuya, I present a pill of Xushui Ningshen Pill to you. I wish you a happy marriage and hope you can learn the great Dao together."

After saying that, he took out a jade bottle, pushed it gently, and it slowly flew over.

Jing Shuhan opened her eyes wide. Senior Lu was not enough, and there was also a great-grandmaster? It was not until the jade bottle came in front of her that she reached out to take it and bowed: "Junior thanks Senior Qin for the reward."

She had never heard of the Xushui Ningshen Pill, but for a great cultivator to take it out so solemnly, it must be extraordinary.

Just as Jing Shuhan put away the jade bottle, the white-haired old Taoist said, "Xuan Weizi of Shaoxuan Sect, on the orders of our sect's Grandmaster Cangsong, presents a Ten Thousand Trees Forest Spirit Talisman to wish Fellow Daoist Chen and Fellow Daoist Jing a happy marriage and to share the great Dao together!"

After saying that, he flipped his hand and took out a wooden box. After opening it, an emerald green talisman slowly flew out, with intricate seal characters and a faint wood-element spiritual energy spreading out.

In the corners of the hall, at the joints between the walls and the stone slabs, a few tender sprouts quietly sprouted, and even the air became lively.

The talisman slowly flew towards Jing Shuhan. She quickly reached out to take it, even forgetting to say thank you.

What level of cultivation must one have to be called a master by a great cultivator?

Jing Shuhan put the Ten Thousand Woods Forest Talisman into the mustard seed ring and bowed: "This junior thanks Senior Cangsong for the reward."

Finally, a middle-aged cultivator stood up and said solemnly, "Xuan Yin Sect Sima Long, under the order of our sect's Grand Elder Ren Hui You Ming, presents a wisp of pure demonic energy to wish Fellow Daoist Chen and Fellow Daoist Jing a happy marriage and to share the great Dao together!"

After saying that, he flipped his hand and took out a bead the size of a longan, which contained a wisp of black air and slowly flew over.

The light from the night pearl fell on the bead and was all swallowed up by it, and the hall suddenly became a little darker.

This was the third "ancestor" Jing Shuhan had heard today. He had become a little numb and just subconsciously reached out to catch the bead.

She felt the restlessness of the true energy in her body, suppressed the urge to refine the demonic energy immediately, put away the beads, and bowed to Sima Long: "Junior thanks Senior Ren for the reward."

Liu Ye, who was standing aside, watched Jing Shuhan taking treasures one after another and putting them into the mustard seed ring. He heard the names of the ancestors one by one and could not help but lower his head deeply to hide the horror on his face.

The three great monks sent out gifts one after another. Tianjizi was unwilling to be left behind and stepped out from the crowd: "Junior Sister and Daoist Chen are in love with each other, so I have to express my gratitude."

"Then I will give all of Daoist Chen's betrothal gifts to Junior Sister, and congratulate Junior Sister and Daoist Chen on getting married and practicing the Great Dao together."

As he spoke, he took out a storage bag, raised his hand and pushed it, then slowly flew towards Jing Shuhan.

Jing Shuhan took the storage bag and bowed: "Thank you, Master."

Judging from the value of the treasures alone, the betrothal gift given by Chen Yuan is the most precious.

Just with those two top-grade spiritual materials, there is a chance to refine a top-grade magic weapon.

But after accepting the gifts from the four seniors, these treasures that drove other Nascent Soul cultivators crazy were no longer enough to surprise Jing Shuhan.

Tianjizi took out another wooden box, looked at Chen Yuan, and said seriously: "This purple ginseng, which is more than 3,700 years old, has the effect of tempering the body and cleansing the marrow."

“It’s just that our sect doesn’t have any physical cultivation inheritance, and it would be a waste to put it in the spiritual medicine garden.”

"You are strong enough to hold up the sky, and this purple ginseng is just right for you. I will give it to you as Junior Sister Jing's dowry. Please treat Junior Sister Jing well in the future."

As he spoke, he opened the lid of the box, revealing a purple ginseng about one foot long with dense roots and a baby face, which looked quite scary.

A faint spiritual energy emanated from the purple ginseng. Li Qingshan subconsciously took a sip and his face flushed.

Chen Yuan raised his hand and patted his shoulder, then slowly faded away.

Tianjizi raised his hand and pushed, and the wooden box flew over.

Chen Yuan didn't expect that Tianjizi had such a rare elixir in his hands. Although it was not as good as the Earth Fire Burning Heart Lotus, it was not far behind. A hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

He took the wooden box, pasted a spirit-sealing talisman on it, put it into his internal space, and clasped his fists in thanks.

Senior Lu smiled and said, "You two have already accepted the gift. When are you going to hold the dual cultivation ceremony?"

Jing Shuhan glanced at Chen Yuan and said softly, "Everything is up to my husband."

When Chen Yuan heard her address him like this, he smiled slightly and replied, "I don't want to make it public, so I'm going to schedule it for a month, and only invite me and Shu Han's teachers and friends to attend."

Senior Lu nodded and said, "In a month, I will come to participate in your dual cultivation ceremony."

"You two have been apart for a long time and you must have a lot of feelings for each other that need to be discussed in private. I will not disturb you."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure slowly disappeared.

Chen Yuan clasped his fists and bowed: "Farewell, Senior Lu."

Everyone followed suit and saluted, all breathing a sigh of relief.

Tianjizi looked at Chen Yuan and said with a smile: "Before we go to the Dual Cultivation Hall, I will not arrange a cave for you."

Everyone smiled when they heard this.

Chen Yuan smiled, but Jing Shuhan put away her smile, bowed to Tianjizi, and said calmly: "I'll take my leave first."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked out of the hall.

Chen Yuan was startled, then turned around and followed.

Li Qingshan and Liu Ye followed him out. Chen Yuan looked at Li Qingshan meaningfully and said to Liu Ye, "I will leave my disciple to Fairy Liu Ye."

Liu Ye blushed slightly and quickly responded: "Senior Chen...Senior Chen, please go by yourself."

At this time, Jing Shuhan had already flown hundreds of feet away, and Chen Yuan immediately took off his flying light and chased after him. (End of this chapter)