Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Chongde City.

Chen Yuan sat in the practice room, with a jade slip hanging in front of him. He closed his eyes slightly, and probed into it with his spiritual consciousness. He carefully pondered the experience of the six Yuanying cultivators of the Yuan family in forming a baby, and his expression was solemn.

Building a foundation is to officially embark on the road of cultivating immortals, and forming a baby is like a carp leaping over the dragon gate, truly glimpsing the path of the great way.

The Yuanying is also called the "Dao fetus". The cultivator needs to polish the true essence to the purest and purest, and then draw the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, break the golden elixir, and transform into a Yuanying. From then on, he will live for thousands of years and have great magical powers.

However, the Yuanying seizes the fortune of heaven and earth and invades the mystery of the sun and the moon. When forming a baby, the heaven and earth will be angry and will bring down three disasters, namely the Yin Fire Tribulation, the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, and the Heart Demon Tribulation. Only by overcoming the disaster can a Yuanying Dao fetus be formed.

The experience of the six Yuanying cultivators of the Yuan family is how to deal with the three disasters. The various tragic situations make Chen Yuan shudder.

Yin fire burns the body, thunder strikes the head, and the inner demon seizes the soul.

The three disasters come one after another. The six Yuanying cultivators of the Yuan family, including Yuan Xiang, all survived a narrow escape. They are still frightened and say that if they come again, they will definitely die.

According to the jade slip, the Yuan family had nine late Jindan cultivators who tried to attack the Yuanying in the past, and all died under the three disasters. Most of the cultivators were stronger than these six.

This is another terrifying thing about the three disasters. The stronger the cultivators are and the deeper their foundation is, the more spiritual energy they need when they form a baby, and the more powerful the three disasters will be.

But this does not mean that the weaker the person, the easier it is to form a baby.

The power of the three disasters has a bottom line. At least 99% of the late Jindan cultivators cannot survive it.

Among the remaining Jindan cultivators, the stronger the strength, the more terrifying the disaster.

On the contrary, Jindan cultivators with less strength, plus a little luck, are more likely to survive the disaster.

At this time, the importance of the infant spiritual objects is highlighted.

The spiritual objects for forming infants are treasures that can help cultivators resist the three disasters, and all of them are rare treasures.

The Tribulation Thunder Pill can barely be considered as a spiritual object for forming infants, but for those who take the Tribulation Thunder Pill, although the power of the thunder tribulation will be reduced, the strength will also be reduced after forming infants, and the cultivation will stop at the early stage of the Nascent Soul for life, cutting off the path of self-cultivation, which is just a trick.

The real spiritual objects for forming infants can not only resist the three disasters, but also will not affect the strength of cultivators.

In order to overcome the tribulation, the cultivators who have formed the Dan will try their best to collect spiritual objects for forming infants.

Especially for cultivators with deep background, the disasters are extremely terrifying. If there is no spiritual object for forming infants to help, it is a life or death.

However, the spiritual objects for forming infants are extremely precious and priceless. Most of them have fallen into the hands of the ten major sects, and ordinary cultivators rarely see them.

Chen Yuan once saw a golden wind jade dew pill at the Fanyang auction. It can condense golden wind jade dew in the cultivator's body to resist the burning of Yin fire. It is a sacred object for forming infants.

The owner of this Golden Wind Jade Dew Pill offered two kinds of top-grade spiritual materials, but Chen Yuan couldn't afford them, so he could only watch the pill being bought by a mysterious female cultivator.

Chen Yuan looked at the description of the Three Disasters in the jade slip, and his heart was quite uneasy.

He had refined two kinds of True Spirit Blood, and his foundation was deep and unmatched, and the power of the Three Disasters was probably unmatched.

It just so happened that "Nine Transformations of the True Spirit" contained methods of cultivation and methods of condensing the Nascent Soul, but no methods of overcoming the tribulation.

I wonder if the sages who created this practice ignored this matter, or thought that such a small matter was not worth mentioning at all?

At this point, it was useless to think too much.

Chen Yuan could only calm down, summarize the experience and lessons of forming the Nascent Soul, and try his best to prepare for overcoming the tribulation.

Seven days passed in a flash.

On this day, Chen Yuan was pondering the jade slip in the practice room.

Zhang Wushan's voice came through the formation: "Brother Chen, Zhang is here to visit."

Chen Yuan's heart moved, he put away the jade slip, stood up and walked out of the practice room, opened the gate of the courtyard, and welcomed Zhang Wushan in.

The two came to the main hall and sat down as host and guest.

Zhang Wushan smiled and said: "Brother Chen, the elders who went to the Taimang Mountains to check the spiritual stone veins have returned to the sect. The verification is correct. You have completed the task. The elders discussed the matter this morning and agreed to lend you the spiritual veins."

At this point, he took out a jade token from the mustard ring and handed it to Chen Yuan: "Within one year, Brother Chen can enter the mountain gate of our sect at any time with this token and retreat on Wanzhu Peak to form a baby."

Chen Yuan took the jade token and smiled.

He was not worried about the failure of the mission, but he couldn't hide his joy when he heard Zhang Wushan say it himself.

After many twists and turns, he finally borrowed the spiritual vein, and the next step was to impact the Nascent Soul.

He put the jade token into the mustard ring and bowed: "Thank you, Brother Zhang, for sending me the token. I will follow Brother Zhang back to the sect and strive for the Nascent Soul."

Zhang Wushan nodded: "The night is long and dreams are many. Elder Gu is watching closely. I don't know what will happen if it is delayed. It is better for Brother Chen to form a Nascent Soul as soon as possible."

The two left Chongde City and flew into the Chongde Mountains.

This time, Chen Yuan held the token and did not need Zhang Wushan to open the passage. He directly passed through the sect protection formation and entered the mountain gate of Haoran Sect.

The two first came to Mingliu Lake to pay homage to Qingliu.

On the way, Zhang Wushan explained to Chen Yuan that he must be accompanied by Qingliu, who was a guarantor for him, to register at the Zhenfu Hall of Haoran Sect, which is responsible for the caves, before he could retreat in Wanzhu Peak.

As usual, Qingliu was fishing by the lake, holding a book in his hand and reading it carefully.

The dragon carp floated on the water boredly, revealing the white scales on its abdomen, letting the sun shine on it.

Seeing Chen Yuan and Zhang Wushan coming, it glanced lazily, without exerting any force on its dorsal fin, and slowly floated away.

The two men dropped their light and saluted together.

"Chen Yuan greets the senior."

"Master, I have handed the pass token to Brother Chen."

Layman Qingliu raised his head and looked at Chen Yuan: "Young friend, are you going to retreat to form a baby today?"

Chen Yuan replied: "That's right."

Layman Qingliu asked: "Young friend is a physical cultivator, with extraordinary strength and profound foundation. The power of the Three Disasters must be great. Have you prepared the spiritual objects for forming a baby?"

Chen Yuan shook his head.

Zhang Wushan's eyes flashed with a trace of hesitation, but in the end he said nothing.

He had a spiritual object for forming a baby in his hand, which could slightly reduce the power of the Yin Fire Tribulation, but he spent a huge price and collected it with great difficulty to prepare for forming a baby, so he could not lend it to Chen Yuan.

Qingliu Layman smiled slightly: "There are fifty great ways, forty-nine of them are derived from heaven, and one of them is escaped by man. The three disasters are both disasters and opportunities."

"My friend is extremely talented. It is not a bad thing that you don't need to form a baby spirit."

"Remember, on the road of cultivating immortals, you must fight for a single line, fight with the sky, fight with the earth, fight with people, and fight with yourself."

"If heaven is murderous, then go against heaven and never retreat!"

Chen Yuan bowed with his fists and said solemnly: "I will keep the teachings of the senior in mind."

...

Wanzhu Peak is a thousand-foot high peak in the Chaichongde Mountains. There is a branch of a giant spiritual vein, and the concentration of spiritual energy is comparable to that of a large spiritual vein.

There is no Yuanying cultivator opening a cave on this peak. In the past hundred years, no cultivator has formed a baby. The spiritual energy is pure and rich, so it was lent to Chen Yuan by Haoran Sect.

Chen Yuan came to the top of Wanzhu Peak, lowered the escape light, raised his sleeves and flicked, and thirty-six formation flags flew out and were inserted around the top of the mountain.

He took out another array plate and put thirty-six high-quality spirit stones into the groove.

The array plate shone brightly, and the array flags also lit up one by one. A array curtain slowly rose and closed, covering the cave, and then disappeared.

Chen Yuan then pushed open the stone door and stepped in.

He followed the layman Qingliu to register at the Zhenfu Hall and received a set of array plates and array flags. In the next three years, he could practice in seclusion at Wanzhu Peak and impact the Nascent Soul.

The array could not stop the three disasters, but it could keep Chen Yuan from being disturbed by others and rest assured to practice in seclusion.

The cave was full of dust, and several night-shining pearls embedded in the wall were either rotten and broken, or dim and dim. It was very dim, and no one had replaced them for at least a hundred years.

Chen Yuan had amazing eyesight, so he didn't care about it. He just used a dust removal technique to clean up the dust.

He came to the practice room, took out a cushion, sat cross-legged, and slowly closed his eyes.

The experience of forming a baby that Zhang Wushan gave him, the preaching and teaching of Shipingshan people at the baby forming banquet, and the experience of forming a baby by the six Yuanying cultivators of the Yuan family, all flowed through his mind.

He sat in meditation for a day and a night, and a mandarin duck jade pendant appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Chen Yuan looked down at the jade pendant, his eyes were gentle, and his fingers gently rubbed it a few times, smooth and delicate, just like holding Jing Shuhan's hand.

After a long time, he put the jade pendant into his body space, closed his eyes again, and his mind was as calm as an ancient well.

The words of Qingliu Jushi rang in his ears: "On the road of cultivating immortals, there is no competition, competition with the sky, competition with the earth, competition with people, competition with oneself..."

Yu Qing also said this to him when he risked his life and death to get the "Red Flame Art".

What if there is no baby forming spiritual object? If the sky is murderous, then go against the sky!

Chen Yuan followed the method in "Nine Turns of the True Spirit" to circulate the true essence, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged together.

In the dim training room, milky white mist spread.

It was the spiritual mist condensed by the overly rich spiritual energy, which gradually covered Chen Yuan's figure.

Outside the cave, around Wanzhu Peak, spiritual mist also slowly condensed and hid the top of the mountain.

All the cultivators who passed by noticed this, but no one cared and just took a detour.

The Yuanying cultivators of Haoran Sect practiced different techniques, and some often practiced magical skills, which would cause strange celestial phenomena. They had long been accustomed to it.

But slowly, the spiritual mist gradually spread, ten feet, thirty feet, fifty feet, one hundred feet, five hundred feet, one thousand feet...

Three months later, within a thousand feet, it was all covered by spiritual mist, and several nearby peaks were included.

The cultivators of Haoran Sect only then realized that someone had formed a baby on Wanzhu Peak. In addition to envy, they avoided it even more.

It takes a lot of spiritual energy to break the elixir and transform into a primordial infant. However, the cultivators do not absorb it directly into their bodies, but condense it into spiritual mist. When the spiritual energy is filled to the limit and cannot be increased, they will absorb it into their bodies, break the golden elixir, and condense the primordial infant.

These spiritual mists are stained with the breath of the primordial infant cultivators, and others cannot absorb them. Moreover, they are constantly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Other cultivators cannot practice under the cover of spiritual mist.

Fortunately, the location of Wanzhu Peak is relatively remote. There are no cultivators who have opened caves within a thousand feet, which will not affect others' practice. Otherwise, Haoran Sect would not lend this peak to Chen Yuan.

But what is unexpected is that after the spiritual mist spreads to a thousand feet, it continues to spread.

One thousand two hundred feet, one thousand five hundred feet, two thousand feet, two thousand two hundred feet, two thousand five hundred feet... The expansion speed of the spiritual mist has never stopped, but the speed has slowed down a lot.

With Wanzhu Peak as the center, the area of ​​nearly three thousand feet is completely covered by thick spiritual mist, covering the sky and the sun.

The Chongde Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, but most of them have been developed into spiritual medicine gardens. Only the section with the most concentrated spiritual energy is the gate of Haoran Sect.

And the area covered by this spiritual mist is nearly twenty miles, occupying one-tenth of the gate of Haoran Sect!

Within this range, there are seven peaks where hundreds of low-level cultivators live, and two of them are thousands of feet high, which are used as caves by Yuanying cultivators.

These cultivators are shrouded in spiritual fog and cannot practice, so they have to leave the caves and find another place to live temporarily.

The whole Haoran Sect was in a commotion, and every day there were cultivators coming to see the boundless spiritual fog and marvelling at it.

The nearly three thousand feet of spiritual fog was unheard of and unseen.

After searching through the Haoran Sect's classics, there was no such a scene when a cultivator formed a baby.

Even the spiritual fog condensed by several Shenhua cultivators when they formed a baby was far less than that.

From the outer disciples in the Qi Refining Stage to the true disciples in the Core Forming Stage, everyone was very curious about who formed a baby on Wanzhu Peak.

Under the inquiries of everyone, the identity of this person soon spread throughout the Haoran Sect, which was astonishing.

The person who condensed this spiritual mist was not a cultivator of Haoran Sect, but a casual cultivator who used spiritual veins to form a fetus!

…

One year later, on the top of Heyu Peak, in the cave.

Yang Liqian sat opposite Elder Gu, picked up the jade cup on the table, drank it all, and his face was extremely ugly.

He picked up a jade pot, tilted it slightly, and the amber spiritual wine flowed into the cup, and the wine aroma was overflowing.

He picked up the wine glass again, drank it all, and put it heavily on the table.

Bang!

Yan Tongchun, who was standing behind Elder Gu, was shocked and lowered his head slightly, not daring to look at Yang Liqian.

"It has been a year, and Chen Yuan has not broken the pill to form a fetus. Is the expansion of this spiritual mist endless, and it is going to cover the entire mountain gate?" Yang Liqian said angrily.

Elder Gu said calmly: "Junior Brother Yang, please be patient. The speed of the expansion of the spiritual mist is getting slower and slower. In the past year, it has only expanded less than 500 feet. In my opinion, it should stop at a maximum expansion of 3,000 feet."

"3,000 feet!" Yang Liqian's eyes widened, "Is the "Demon God Art" so powerful that it needs so much spiritual energy just to break the pill and transform into a baby?"

Elder Gu said: "The "Demon God Art" is an ancient practice after all, and Chen Yuan is a physical cultivator. He has refined the demon pill of the Kunyu Demon King and has extraordinary strength. It is reasonable that he needs more spiritual energy to form a baby."

Yang Liqian drank another glass of spiritual wine and said irritably: "How can I not be anxious? I haven't been back to the cave for a year. If this continues, I will become a laughing stock in the sect!"

The Shenhui Peak where he opened up the cave is more than 2,300 feet away from the Wanzhu Peak. It should not be affected by Chen Yuan's formation of a baby, but a year ago, it was shrouded by the gradually expanding spiritual mist.

He had to temporarily leave the cave and move to another thousand-foot mountain to live, and lived there for a year.

A year is nothing, and seclusion and hard practice is just a blink of an eye.

But he had made things difficult for Chen Yuan in the meeting before, and now he had to move out of the cave because Chen Yuan was absorbing spiritual energy to form a baby. After knowing this, other Yuanying elders laughed at him behind his back.

Xinzhai Sanren, who acted on impulse, ridiculed him openly several times, making him lose face and furious. He wanted to go to Wanzhu Peak to drag Chen Yuan out.

But the Wanzhu Peak spiritual vein was lent by the sect to Chen Yuan to form a baby. Chen Yuan was indeed absorbing spiritual energy and impacting the Yuanying. It was just that the area covered by the spiritual fog was a little larger, so there was no reason for him to interrupt the formation of the baby.

For the cultivators whose practice was disturbed by the spiritual fog, Haoran Sect arranged new caves for all of them, and the spiritual energy in almost all of them was richer than the original caves, and the low-level disciples were very satisfied.

Another Yuanying elder who had no grudges against Chen Yuan was disturbed from practicing, and he was a little dissatisfied.

But when Qingliu Layman came to visit in person and said something, the Yuanying Elder never mentioned it again.

Only Yang Liqian was humiliated, and he was extremely angry, but he had nowhere to vent.

He had no intention of retreating, and he stared at the spiritual mist every day, hoping that it would dissipate soon so that he could move back to his cave.

But after a year, there was still no sign of the spiritual mist dispersing. Yang Liqian was so angry that he simply came to find Elder Gu to drink and relieve his worries.

Spiritual wine was hard to come by, and Yang Liqian couldn't even get a pot.

Elder Gu's cultivation was one level higher than his, and his wealth was richer, so he had several pots of spiritual wine in his hands.

Yang Liqian poured another glass of spiritual wine and drank it all in one gulp, his face already slightly red.

Yan Tongchun looked at him with great distress. This pot of Baihua wine was made from more than a dozen kinds of 800-year-old spiritual flowers, and the fragrance of several flowers was contained in the wine. It was a rare treasure in the world.

Elder Gu only had one catty of wine in his hand. He was lucky enough to drink a cup of wine, which he still remembers. However, Yang Liqian drank so much of it. It was really a waste of natural resources.

But Elder Gu didn't care at all. He said lightly: "Don't be upset, Junior Brother Yang. The more spiritual energy Chen Yuan absorbs, the more powerful the three disasters he will attract."

"He is just a casual cultivator. What kind of spiritual objects can he have in his hand? If he dies under the three disasters, Junior Brother Yang will be relieved of his anger."

Yang Liqian put down the wine glass and said bitterly: "It's better this way. This time I was forced to move out of the cave and lost face. It's okay for Chen Yuan to die under the three disasters. Otherwise, I will definitely not let it go after he comes out of retreat!"

After that, he drank two more cups of Baihua Wine before getting up to say goodbye.

Yan Tongchun sent him out of the cave, and after he came back, Elder Gu said calmly: "Three days later, it will be the day for my teacher to preach. Why did you come here today?"

Yan Tongchun clasped his fists and bowed, and said respectfully: "According to my teacher's instructions, I went to Chongde City to inquire about Chen Yuan's background, and learned that a Yuanying cultivator was also inquiring about Chen Yuan's news."

"Oh? Tell me about this in detail." Elder Gu's voice showed a slight fluctuation.

Yan Tongchun said: "I asked a junior brother on duty in Chongde City to pay attention to things related to Chen Yuan."

"Yesterday, this junior brother came to visit my house and said that there was a Nascent Soul monk who came to Chongde City a month ago and has been secretly inquiring about Chen Yuan."

"After he learned that Chen Yuan had used our sect's spiritual veins to conceive a baby, he gave up and settled in Chongde City."

Elder Gu frowned slightly: "What is the connection between this person and Chen Yuan?"

Yan Tongchun shook his head: "Disciple doesn't know, but this person has learned that Chen Yuan was guarantored by Elder Qingliu, and borrowed the spiritual veins of our sect to conceive a baby. However, he did not visit Elder Qingliu. He either has a grudge against Chen Yuan or has another agenda."

Elder Gu nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "Go and meet this man and find out what his purpose is in looking for Chen Yuan."

"Yes." Yan Tongchun agreed, "Master, please tell me whether I should reveal my master's name to him?"

Elder Gu said: "If this person has any grudge against Chen Yuan, you can tell him his name as a master."

"I understand." Yan Tongchun clasped his fists and bowed before bowing and retreating.

He walked out of the cave, took up the escape light, and flew towards Chongde City. When he saw the spiritual mist in front of him in the distance, he frowned and could only take a detour.

This spiritual mist has expanded to a radius of more than 2,900 feet, encompassing one-tenth of the mountain gate of Haoran Sect. The monks in the gate often need to take a detour to go around, which is very inconvenient.

Yan Tongchun stared at the spiritual mist, with a hint of envy in his eyes, and sneered: "Natural and man-made disasters are coming, I want to see how you can survive this disaster!"

A year and a half ago, he received a jade slip from a beautiful middle-aged disciple of Luoyue Sect and learned that a Nascent Soul monk was inquiring about Chen Yuan's whereabouts and seemed to be seeking revenge on him.

He was dubious about this and did not say anything to avoid making mistakes in his judgment and making his master displeased.

It wasn't until a month ago that the Nascent Soul cultivator came to Chongde City and was still trying to find out information about Chen Yuan that he finally determined that this person should have a grudge against Chen Yuan, and he reported it to his master today.

The celestial phenomena in which Chen Yuan absorbed spiritual energy were so astonishing, the power of the three disasters must be extremely terrifying, and there are Nascent Soul monks seeking revenge, so no matter whether he can successfully conceive a baby, he will inevitably die.

Yan Tongchun felt a burst of joy in his heart, and even his escape speed increased a bit.

But at this moment, the spiritual mist in front suddenly surged.

Yan Tongchun was stunned, slowed down his escape speed, dispersed his consciousness, and suddenly discovered that the spiritual mist was slowly rotating with Wanzhu Peak as the center, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

The monks who passed by also noticed something unusual, stopped one after another, and stared.

"Is this Chen Yuan finally going to break the elixir and transform into a baby?" A young Confucian scholar murmured.

Another person echoed: "It should be so. He has absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for two years. The three thousand feet of spiritual mist is unprecedented. If it continues to expand, I really don't know whether he will attack the Nascent Soul or the Transformation God." "

A glimmer of hope flashed in Yan Tongchun's eyes. Chen Yuan was finally going to give birth to a baby. He wanted to see how terrifying Chen Yuan's three disasters would be and which disaster he would die in.

…

On the top of Wanzhu Peak, in the cave.

The training room was filled with thick spiritual mist, which was as solid as substance.

Suddenly, the spiritual mist began to flow into the middle, becoming thinner and thinner, and finally revealed Chen Yuan's figure.

He sat upright on the futon, his heart turned to the sky, his eyes slightly closed, and the spiritual mist poured into his body crazily.

At the same time, the spiritual mist from outside the cave continued to pour into the cave, but it could not keep up with the speed at which Chen Yuan absorbed the spiritual energy.

Three thousand feet of spiritual mist turned into a whirlpool, with Chen Yuan in the center, shaped like a funnel.

At this moment, in Chen Yuan's dantian, a brilliant golden elixir was hanging above the sea of ​​true energy, like the sun, emitting thousands of golden lights.

Endless spiritual energy enters the Dantian and is injected into the golden elixir, forming a sea of ​​spiritual energy that is far away from the sea of ​​true energy below.

The giant ape with a white head and bare feet and the strange fish with a scalloped head and a kun body were swimming in this sea of ​​spiritual energy, opening their big mouths and swallowing the spiritual energy.

Fu Haige and the remaining Ice Fantasy Glove had already stepped aside.

They are not Chen Yuan's natal magic weapon and cannot nourish these spiritual energies.

Chen Yuan's process of swallowing spiritual energy lasted for a full day and night, and the entire Haoran Sect's monks were alarmed.

Thousands of Qi-refining monks gathered on the peaks around Wanzhu Peak, and there were hundreds of foundation-building monks in the sky, staring closely at Wanzhu Peak shrouded in spiritual mist, waiting for this casual cultivator to form an infant.

Finally, when all the spiritual energy was swallowed by Chen Yuan, the spiritual mist disappeared and Wanzhu Peak was revealed to the sky again.

In the dim training room, Chen Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, and a white light flashed through, illuminating the stone room like daylight.

In his dantian, the golden elixir has absorbed a massive amount of spiritual energy and has expanded to a size of thirty thousand feet. The golden elixir is dazzling like a real sun. The surface is covered with cracks and seems to have reached its limit.

The originally illusory bodies of the giant ape and the strange fish now seemed like reality.

The next moment, the golden elixir shattered suddenly, and the golden fragments fell like meteors, hitting the sea of ​​true energy below.

Boom boom boom!

The waves were monstrous, hitting the invisible barrier ten feet above the sea.

More and more golden elixir fragments are falling, and each falling golden elixir fragment will turn into a strong stream of true energy and merge into the sea of ​​true energy.

The sea of ​​true energy expanded rapidly, and the huge waves it set off became more and more violent.

The invisible barrier was being hit by huge waves every moment and trembling violently.

Finally, after all the golden elixir fragments fell and the sea of ​​true energy expanded to thirty thousand feet, the invisible barrier shattered!

The giant ape roared and beat its chest, and the strange fish let out a long and distant cry, and they all flew into the sky.

After the golden elixir was broken, there were strands of pure air that were as solid as substance inside, which gathered in the middle and condensed into a Yuanying.

The Yuanying was only three inches in size, green all over, with eyes closed, and the face and clothes were exactly the same as Chen Yuan. The figure was illusory, and compared with the sea of ​​true essence below, it was as small as a mayfly.

But when the Yuanying appeared, the turbulent sea of ​​true essence immediately calmed down.

The giant ape and the strange fish came to the Yuanying, opened their mouths and spit out a white flame and a dark spiritual light, which merged into the body of the Yuanying.

Chen Yuan could not refine his life magic weapon, and the blood of the true spirit was his life magic weapon.

The white flame and the dark spiritual light entered the body, and the Yuanying's originally illusory body immediately became solid, looking no different from a real person, but still three inches in size.

Chen Yuan smiled slightly, and his soul entered the Yuanying.

The Nascent Soul slowly opened its eyes, like a newborn baby, curiously looking at its Dantian.

After a while, Chen Yuan retracted his soul, and the Nascent Soul closed its eyes again, sitting cross-legged, suspended above the sea of ​​​​true essence. Although its body was small, it was the center of the Dantian.

In the dim training room, Chen Yuan opened his eyes and felt that his connection with the void was closer, as if a wandering wanderer had returned to his hometown.

He knew that if he performed the teleportation technique again, it would definitely be far better than before.

The first step of forming a Nascent Soul, breaking the Dan to transform into a Nascent Soul, was successful.

But this was just the beginning. A wisp of black flame suddenly emerged from a subtle meridian in Chen Yuan's body.

Immediately afterwards, endless black flames rose up, from the inside to the outside, wrapping Chen Yuan in it.

The first disaster of forming a Nascent Soul, the Yin Fire Tribulation, quietly descended. (End of this chapter)