Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Chen Yuan looked at the girl: "You, Taoist, are the elders of the Zhuyan White Bone Sect, but you have to commit yourself to these rough and savage demon kings. It is really unexpected."

Qinghong smiled lightly, her eyes moving: "What's the difference between beautiful faces and white bones? The art of dual cultivation is the way of yin and yang. If fellow Taoists are willing, they can also participate in the avenue with the slave family."

Chen Yuan shook his head: "Chen is not interested in dual cultivators. Since Taoist fellow Taoist wants to use the Demon King as a cauldron, why not join forces with fellow sects instead of cooperating with this casual cultivator?"

Qinghong smiled and said: "The Nu family is reluctant to give up so many furnaces to other elders in the sect."

"Fellow Taoist has extraordinary strength. He is full of demonic aura and can walk in the sea of ​​demons without revealing any flaws. He also has no grudge against the slave family. He is the best candidate for cooperation."

"My fellow Taoist has extraordinary mystical powers. If the Nu family had not known about it for a long time, they would not have believed that my fellow Taoist was actually a human monk."

"It's just a small skill, not worth mentioning." Chen Yuan changed the topic, "Kun Song had just met Yuan Kong before his death. The water ape is an affiliated group of the Jiaolong clan. How do fellow Taoists plan to use Yuan Kong? Approaching other Kunyu Demon Kings?"

Qinghong smiled and said: "This matter is not difficult. We can not attack the Kunyu clan first. The female cultivators trained by the slave family are hot commodities in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Demons. There are many demon kings who want to buy female slaves from Yuan Kong, so we can first Attack them."

"Let me enjoy these demon kings first. After they die, the demon pills and materials will belong to fellow Taoists. How about that?"

"How long do fellow Taoists need to 'enjoy' it for?" Chen Yuan asked.

Qing Hong said: "As little as three or five months, as many as eight or nine months. It all depends on how long those demon kings can hold on."

"But even if the slave family has finished 'enjoying' it, they cannot kill it immediately. They have to wait a few years. Otherwise, the interval is too short and Yuan Kong will be easily exposed."

Chen Yuan frowned: "A few years is a long time."

Qinghong opened her eyes wide, with a look on her face: "This is to deal with the demon king in disguise. It only takes a few years to get the demon elixir and body of an eighth-level demon king. Aren't fellow Taoists satisfied? "

"Fellow Taoist's charm skills are so amazing. If Yuan Kong is exposed, it would be a different demon king. Why should we try to protect him?" Chen Yuan asked.

Qinghong smiled and said: "It's not that simple. If you could easily charm a demon king, the slave family would have turned all the demon kings in the sea of ​​monsters into slaves of the slave family."

"It's easy to charm a cauldron. It only lasts for a few months before it turns into medicine dregs. There's no need to worry about life or death."

"But if you can completely subdue his mind like Yuan Kong, there won't be any hidden dangers. It's just a once in a lifetime opportunity."

"The Nu family was also very lucky to succeed with Yuan Kong. If it were another person, the Nu family would not have that level of ability."

Chen Yuan remained unmoved: "How can I believe that Yuan Kong really fell into the charm of fellow Taoist, instead of fellow daoist cooperating with him to deal with the Kunyu clan?"

Qing Hong's eyes turned red and she smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, please wait a moment."

As she spoke, she took out a porcelain bottle from the mustard ring, opened the cork, and raised her hand to perform the incantation.

Pink mist emerged from the bottle, condensing but not dissipating, and a blue water ape silhouette that shrunk a hundred times flew out.

The pink mist slowly condensed into red threads, binding the water ape's shadow.

Suddenly, the water ape's shadow transformed into Yuan Kong's appearance, looking at Qing Hong infatuatedly, the red silk threads on his body flashing with a pale white light.

Qinghong pointed at Yuan Kong: "Fellow Taoist, please see, this is a wisp of Yuan Kong's soul, which has been controlled by the slave family. His life and death depend on the slave family's thoughts."

Chen Yuan's spiritual consciousness carefully scanned Yuan Kuangying's body and nodded: "What my fellow Taoist said is true, I believe it."

This is indeed a wisp of Yuan Kong's soul. When Yuan Kong greeted Kun Song, Chen Yuan was waiting a hundred miles away from Yaoguang Island, remembering Yuan Kong's energy.

Qing Hong put a ray of Yuan Kong's soul back into the porcelain vase and said seriously: "It's time for fellow Taoist to show sincerity."

Chen Yuan said calmly: "I have no promise. I must cooperate with fellow Taoists."

Qing Hong rolled her eyes at Chen Yuan and said with all kinds of amorous feelings: "Fellow Taoist Chen, don't make any jokes. The slave family has nothing to hide in front of fellow Taoist monks. All they have to do is recommend themselves to the pillow."

"Fellow Taoist now says he doesn't want to cooperate with the slave family. Doesn't this force the slave family and fellow daoist to become enemies?"

"Although the Zhuyan White Bone Sect has declined a bit, it is still one of the top ten sects."

"If fellow Taoist forces the slave family to give up on Yuan Kong, the slave family has no choice but to invite the sisters they have made friends with to serve the fellow daoist. Others do not have this blessing."

Chen Yuan smiled slightly: "I can't bear this kind of blessing. Cooperation is not impossible, but the content will have to change."

Qing Hong: "Fellow Taoist, please tell me."

Chen Yuan said calmly: "I can help you Taoist to deal with the demon king in disguise, but you also have to help me deal with the demon king of the Kunyu clan. In more than thirty years, Jueling Island will be opened, and I can't wait for that. long time.”

Qinghong's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly: "Do fellow Taoists have to enter Jueling Island?"

"good."

Qing Hong lowered her head slightly, thought for a while, and then raised her head: "Then the Nu family will agree to Fellow Daoist, but Fellow Daoist must be more secretive when doing it, and must not leave any loopholes, so that the Kunyu family can trace the Nu family. "

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I'll save it."

Qing Hong's face showed a smile and her eyes moved: "Kun Song has just died, and the slave family wants to avoid the limelight. After a year, we will stay here again for a while. To show our sincerity, the slave family is willing to help fellow Taoist deal with the demon king of the Kunyu clan first. ,how?"

Chen Yuan bowed his hands and said, "It's settled, I'll take my leave."

Qinghong also bowed: "Fellow Daoist Chen, please be careful and don't let the Kunyu Clan target you."

"I know my limits, don't worry about it." Chen Yuan said lightly, and with a flash of light, he flew into the sky and flew south.

Only then did his white hair turn back to black, and the black wings behind him folded and disappeared.

Qinghong smiled, also took off the light, left the deserted island, and flew in the opposite direction, which was the direction of Yuankong Cave Mansion.

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Chen Yuan's speed was very fast, and he soon flew dozens of miles away, and he lost the trace of Qinghong in his consciousness.

He was shocked. This woman's consciousness was very strong. She could hide her cultivation in front of her, and now she could easily hide her traces. She should have other magical powers.

The skills of Zhuyan Baigu Sect are indeed mysterious.

Chen Yuan frowned slightly, thinking about what happened today.

If he could really cooperate with Qinghong to deal with the Kunyu Clan, it would not be a bad thing.

He was not worried that Qinghong would reveal what happened today. Qinghong seduced Yuan Kong and reached into the Sea of ​​Thousand Monsters, which had already offended the demon clan.

If the matter spread out, the demon clan would attack her first.

But thinking of what Qinghong did, Chen Yuan couldn't help but flash a cold light in his eyes.

After flying thousands of miles, he turned his body and flew eastward.

Chen Yuan did not hide his aura. The pressure of the transformed demon king dissipated, and the demon beasts he met along the way all retreated on their own and were in awe.

He ignored the low-level demon beasts. Only when he encountered a level 7 demon beast would Chen Yuan kill it and take out the demon pill materials.

Chen Yuan flew more than 200,000 miles without stopping. He killed four level 7 demon beasts on the way and stopped at the extreme east of the Sea of ​​Thousand Monsters.

Going further, it was the boundless sea, with thin spiritual energy, boundless, and no vitality.

At Chen Yuan's feet, a lonely deserted island floated on the sea. The wind was howling, the waves were surging, and the gray-blue sea surface reflected the dazzling sunlight.

A few miles east of the deserted island, dozens of feet below the sea surface, it was pitch black. A crack about a thousand feet long and dozens of feet wide was winding and twisted, like an ugly scar, abruptly lying on the seabed.

The seawater in the crack was different in color from the seawater outside the crack, with a very light gray light. Ordinary people could never see it, but it could not hide it from Chen Yuan's consciousness.

Not only that, the inside and outside of the crack seemed to be two worlds. The seawater outside was surging, while the seawater in the crack was stagnant and motionless, lying there quietly, as if dead.

This is the Wanzhang Sea Abyss.

The last time Chen Yuan came here, he hid during the day and went out at night, and it took a full year to cross the entire Wan Yao Sea.

And this time, he came to the Wanzhang Sea Abyss openly, and it took less than half a month.

Chen Yuan entered the Ten Thousand Demon Sea this time, in addition to ambushing Kun Song, he also wanted to visit the Ten Thousand Zhang Sea Abyss.

According to Xue Yuanlong, the Kunyu clan would use the squeezing force in the Ten Thousand Zhang Sea Abyss to temper their bodies and improve their control of spatial power.

Even the demon king of the Kunyu clan would come here to temper his body.

Before, Chen Yuan did not have the Kunyu blood in his body, and although he dived into the Ten Thousand Zhang Sea Abyss, it was of no use.

Now that he has refined the true blood of Kunpeng, he should not return empty-handed if he dives into the Ten Thousand Zhang Sea Abyss again.

Chen Yuan spread out his spiritual sense and carefully explored the area of ​​200 miles. There was no trace of other demon beasts, especially the Kunyu demon king.

This Ten Thousand Zhang Sea Abyss is very important to the Kunyu clan, but it is useless to other demon beasts, and there has never been a demon king guarding it.

Chen Yuan dropped the escape light, dived into the sea, came to the top of the crack, spread out his spiritual sense, and swept the sea abyss inch by inch.

The seawater in the Ten Thousand Feet Abyss is extremely unique. The last time he came here, his spiritual sense could only explore a thousand feet and could not go any deeper.

This time, his spiritual sense went all the way to two thousand feet before stopping.

Chen Yuan urged his true essence and fell into the abyss. The stagnant seawater was stirred and ripples appeared.

Chen Yuan continued to fall down and soon went a thousand feet deep into the abyss. At the same time, he did not forget to spread his spiritual sense and explore the surroundings.

As he sank deeper, Chen Yuan began to feel a slight squeeze, and the range of his spiritual sense gradually narrowed.

He soon came to a depth of three thousand feet, which was also the limit of his last dive into the Ten Thousand Feet Abyss.

But this time, he only felt a slight squeeze.

He continued to dive down, and when he passed three thousand feet, the squeeze suddenly increased.

There seemed to be an invisible boundary at three thousand feet. Below three thousand feet, the seawater had completely turned gray, flowing slowly, silent, bottomless, and unfathomable.

The squeezing force here is several times that of the three thousand feet above. Chen Yuan seemed to be carrying a mountain on his back.

His spiritual consciousness was also compressed to two hundred feet, only one tenth of the previous one.

Unlike the last time he dived into the ten thousand feet abyss, Chen Yuan felt a clear spatial fluctuation coming from below.

As he went deeper and deeper, the spatial fluctuation became clearer and more chaotic.

When Chen Yuan dived to four thousand feet, he finally reached the limit and had to stimulate Kunpeng's true blood.

The spatial fluctuation was clearer and more chaotic, even with a hint of violence.

Along with the spatial fluctuation, wisps of light black spiritual energy surged out of the sea water and entered Chen Yuan's body, slowly strengthening his body.

The light black spiritual energy was mysterious and unusual, and seemed to be somewhat familiar. Chen Yuan thought about it carefully for a while and finally remembered it.

This light black spiritual energy is quite similar to the aura of the skin of the suspected divine Kun fish. (End of this chapter)