Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Xuan Yuanzi sat cross-legged, slightly closed his eyes, practiced his skills, and tried his best to absorb the thin spiritual energy of heaven and earth to replenish his almost exhausted true energy.

He sat in a cave. On the rough walls, there were several fist-sized night pearls embedded. In the mortal world, they were rare treasures that could drive emperors crazy.

But under the bright light of the night pearls, the cave still looked particularly dark.

A faint gray-black mist lingered around Xuan Yuanzi and the four Nascent Soul cultivators beside him, exuding a lingering gloomy atmosphere.

Even with the protection of a large formation, it still couldn't stop the infiltration of demonic energy.

This is the deepest part of the Demon Realm. The pure true demonic energy is pervasive and always wants to get into Xuan Yuanzi's body.

They were a siege army, wearing heavy armor, holding sharp blades with cold light in their hands, with ferocious faces, sticking out scarlet tongues, licking their lips, savoring the wonderful taste of flesh and blood, and climbing up the ladder to the top of the city.

There was also a large army on the top of the city, but they were exhausted, supporting everywhere, maintaining a shaky defense line.

Xuan Yuanzi was constantly circulating his true essence to resist the erosion of the demonic energy, and he did not dare to relax at all, otherwise he would become a monster whose life would be worse than death.

Three hours later, Xuan Yuanzi finally opened his eyes, glanced at the several cultivators who were still meditating with their eyes closed beside him, and got up and walked out of the cave.

These people were all cultivators in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, with lower cultivation. While resisting the erosion of the demonic energy, they recovered their true essence. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was still extremely thin, and the speed was several times slower than in the outside world.

Walking out of the cave, the surroundings became darker, and the sky seemed to be hanging on the top of the mountain, and it might be pressed down at any time.

A faint green formation curtain enveloped the mountain.

Outside the formation, there were endless monsters, roaring and rushing up.

There were more than a dozen figures hanging in the sky, performing magical powers, controlling magic weapons and strange objects, forming an indestructible defense line to keep the monsters out of the formation.

Xuan Yuanzi sighed lightly, and his figure flashed, and he also flew into the sky and came to the side of a Yuanying cultivator.

He offered a whisk, waved it lightly, and thousands of white silks flew out, wrapped around the necks of a group of low-level monsters, and turned around, like a sharp blade, cutting off the heads of these monsters.

Then he pointed at one point, and the whisk silk threads flew to another group of low-level monsters, killing them all before they were about to hit the formation.

Xuan Yuanzi turned his head and said to the Yuanying cultivator beside him: "Daoyou Duqing, go and rest for a while, and leave this to me."

Standing next to him was an old Taoist, the leader of Ziyang Sect, Taoist Duqing.

His face was full of fatigue, and he clasped his fists and bowed: "Thank you for your help, Daoist Xuanyuan. I will come to replace Daoist Xuanyuan in eight hours."

After saying that, he did not hesitate at all, put away the magic weapon, lowered the escape light, and walked into the cave.

Xuanyuanzi turned his head, cheered up, and concentrated on killing the monsters.

It has been thirteen days since they were surrounded by monsters and forced to set up a large formation to protect themselves.

During these thirteen days, they were trapped on this mountain, relying on the large formation set up by Elder Zhou to block waves of monsters.

Thirteen days ago, when the large formation was just set up, there were twenty-eight Nascent Soul cultivators, but now there are only twenty-five left, and three more have died.

The spiritual energy of the heaven and earth here is extremely thin, and killing monsters consumes a lot of true energy, which is extremely difficult to replenish.

The top-grade spirit stones in Xuanyuanzi's hands have been exhausted. He can only meditate and practice every few hours, barely recovering a few percent of his true energy, and then continue to fight monsters without stopping.

He is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and his true essence is still strong. The situation of those cultivators in the early stage of the Nascent Soul will only be worse than his.

Only three great cultivators still have the best spirit stones in their hands, and they rarely fight with monsters.

They are the stabilizing force of the trapped cultivators, and they will not easily take action unless they have no other choice.

Moreover, the leader Wei of the White Crane Sect was seriously injured when he set up the formation and has not shown up since then.

Thinking of this, Xuan Yuanzi sighed in his heart, and looked at the monsters surging like a tide, and he couldn't help but feel a little tired.

The monsters seem endless, and the fight with monsters seems to never end.

The only hope is that Gu Zu, who broke out, and the four Nascent Soul cultivators can bring back reinforcements.

But no one knows whether they escaped from the Demon Realm or died in the hands of monsters.

Will the cultivators outside the Demon Realm lend a hand, or will they be blocked by monsters?

I don't know how Lingyun Sect is doing now. With He Zhenren taking care of it, it is not in danger of destruction.

But if he died in the Demon Realm, without a Yuanying cultivator, how long could He Zhenren take care of it, and how long could Lingyun Sect last?

Even though Xuanyuanzi has lived for more than 800 years and experienced many ups and downs, in the face of life and death, many distracting thoughts can't help but arise in his heart.

Compared with death, he is more worried about the inheritance of Lingyun Sect.

Since when did he have so many ties?

When he was still a Qi Refining cultivator, he only wanted to build a foundation.

After building a foundation, he only wanted to form a pill.

It was not easy to form a golden pill, and he could do anything to form a baby.

After surviving the heavenly tribulation and taking over the Lingyun Sect as the head of the Lingyun Sect, he was in great glory, but the thought of improving his cultivation gradually faded.

He is the leader of a sect, shouldering the rise and fall of Lingyun Sect, and can no longer concentrate on improving his own cultivation.

He dared not take all the pills and spirit stones for his own cultivation, which would definitely cause criticism from the elders in the sect.

Although the elders in the sect did not dare to disobey his orders, as a respected leader, he still had to consider his reputation.

He also had to consider future generations. Not only could he not frequently use the treasures in the sect's treasury, but he also had to increase the sect's foundation.

This was even more true after he was defeated by the Demon Sect and forced to move away from Qi.

He didn't even dare to improve his cultivation. He put all the top-grade spirit stones and thousand-year-old spirit herbs into the sect's treasury and left them to his most promising disciple Zhuge Qi to prepare for his Nascent Soul.

Fortunately, he was lucky and had a chance to break through the bottleneck of the middle stage. Otherwise, he would still be lingering in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

Lingyun Sect was also unable to suppress Mingyin Valley, Wanshou Mountain, and Guiyuan Sect to become the top three sects in Qi.

But he knew very well that he would never be able to break through the bottleneck of the late stage, let alone impact the transformation of the spirit.

His path had stopped here.

He accepted his fate.

Now he just wanted to return to the Lingyun Mountains, return to the cave on Baiyun Peak, look at the mountain gate of Lingyun Sect, and watch the disciples of Lingyun Sect flying in the sky and running in the mountains.

His Tao heart was already covered with a layer of dust.

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The fight with the monsters was very boring. When the formation was just set up, there were still Nascent Soul monsters attacking the formation. Now there are only low-level monsters left. As long as they are prepared and killed in time, there will be no threat to the formation.

No one knows where those Nascent Soul monsters went, but this gave everyone a chance to breathe.

Otherwise, in the case of resisting the erosion of demonic energy, they also had to deal with Nascent Soul monsters. Even with the help of three great cultivators, the formation would have collapsed long ago.

Eight hours later, Taoist Du Qing returned to Xuan Yuanzi and replaced him.

Due to the fight between Lingyun Sect and Ziyang Sect, the two had a bad relationship.

But after coming to the Demon Realm, several Nascent Soul cultivators in Qi State's cultivation world could only huddle together for warmth and take care of each other.

Xuan Yuanzi returned to the cave to meditate, and the Nascent Soul cultivator beside him had been replaced.

He saw Bai Yanji, the head of Guiyuan Sect. As a formation master, he did not need to fight monsters, but only needed to preside over the formation. His true essence consumption was much less than that of others. He only needed to meditate and practice every two or three days to restore his true essence.

Bai Yanji's attainments in formations were far inferior to those of the two formation masters.

But he was the only formation master among the Nascent Soul cultivators. He could help the two preside over the formation and benefit a lot from their guidance. It was a blessing in disguise.

Bai Yanji seemed to have noticed Xuan Yuanzi's gaze, opened his eyes, smiled and nodded.

In addition, there were three Nascent Soul cultivators, two of whom were just ordinary Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivators.

But the last one made Xuan Yuanzi take the initiative to salute and asked, "Fellow Daoist Mu, is there any movement from the source of the demonic energy?"

The other two heard this and did not bother to meditate and practice, but looked at the last one together.

This person was dressed in a green shirt, looked about forty years old, had an elegant appearance, and slowly opened his eyes.

He is Mu Ming, the other formation master who entered the Demon Realm with everyone besides Elder Zhou.

He sighed softly: "I calculated with Elder Zhou today that the source of demonic energy is growing faster and faster. If it is not wiped out in time, the Demon Realm will continue to expand, and the two ancient formations will be difficult to bear."

Everyone's faces were very ugly when they heard this, and the atmosphere was a little heavy for a while.

Mu Zhaoming is not just a formation master. He is an elder of the Demon Yuan Hall. It was he who first discovered the signs of the expansion of the Demon Realm, so that the five major demon sects were prepared and the speed of the spread of the Demon Realm was curbed.

He has a deep understanding of the Demon Realm. When Elder Zhou of the Tianxuan Sect laid two ancient formations, he had relied on his power.

This time, the nine major sects went deep into the Demon Realm to wipe out the source of demonic energy, and he also accompanied them to lay a large formation.

Everyone came here all the way, and they were only a hundred miles away from the source of demonic energy before they were trapped by monsters and could not move forward.

Although it is difficult to see with eyesight and cannot be detected with divine sense, Elder Zhou is a genius and has set up a formation to detect the source of the demonic energy.

Every day at noon, the pure and spiritual energy between heaven and earth is at its peak, the turbid and yin energy is at its weakest, and the demonic energy will also decline slightly. The formation will be used to detect the changes in the source of the demonic energy.

His best assistant is Mu Zhaoming. Bai Yanji's attainments in the formation are not enough, and the opportunity to detect only has three breaths. He cannot adapt to the changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and operate the formation in time.

After hearing this answer from Mu Zhaoming, several Yuanying cultivators were inevitably a little discouraged.

The more prosperous the demonic energy is, the stronger the demons will be. How can they escape?

Moreover, they not only have to consider their own safety, but also the sect behind them.

If the demonic domain continues to expand, it will sooner or later break through the two ancient formations and bring disaster to Donghua. How should the younger disciples deal with it?

Xuan Yuanzi was even more worried. If it weren't for Lingyun Sect, he, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, wouldn't have to come to the Demon Realm to fight monsters.

But he had been a disciple of Lingyun Sect since he was twelve years old. Nearly nine hundred years had passed. He had been practicing Qi, building foundation, forming Dan, and Nascent Soul. His cultivation had improved step by step. From an inconspicuous outer disciple, he became the head of Lingyun Sect, protecting the sect for hundreds of years and being respected by the disciples.

He had little time left, and what he cared about most was the inheritance of Lingyun Sect.

Xuan Yuanzi slowly closed his eyes, practiced his skills, and absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from outside the cave: "Fellow Daoists, quickly take action, defeat the monsters, and join fellow Daoist Yuanyuan!"

Xuan Yuanzi suddenly opened his eyes, and so did Mu Zhaoming, Bai Yanji, and the other two Nascent Soul cultivators.

Several people stood up and walked out of the cave quickly, looking up.

I saw dozens of escaping lights coming from a distance, like a flying sword piercing the rotten wood, rushing into the overwhelming monsters, heading straight for this mountain peak!

The leader was none other than Gu Zuo, who had broken out earlier.

There are three monks beside him, whom Xuan Yuanzi has seen before. They are Daoxuan, the leader of Tianxuan Sect, Yan Zhang, the leader of Blood Spirit Sect, and Chu Xiao, the leader of Jiangxian Mountain. Four great monks gathered together.

Behind the four people, there were more than ten Nascent Soul cultivators.

Xuan Yuanzi glanced around and saw Head Shen who had broken out with Gu Zuoyitong, and many other familiar people.

And behind the crowd, there were more than a dozen escaping lights, fighting endlessly with the monsters.

Xuan Yuanzi was so happy that he immediately took up the escape light and flew into the sky, regardless of how little true energy was left in his body.

Mu Zhaoming laughed loudly and stepped forward to meet him, followed closely by Bai Yanji and the two Nascent Soul cultivators.

And many Nascent Soul cultivators who were originally fighting against the monsters have already broken out of the formation.

When had these Nascent Soul monks experienced such humiliation and been trapped for more than ten days? Finally, reinforcements arrived, just in time to vent their anger.

Even Long Pokong, the master of Demon Yuan Palace, and Hong Chen, the leader of Yin Skeleton Sect, who were just sitting on the top of the mountain and had not taken any action, rose into the air at this moment, and used exquisite magic skills to kill the low-level people outside the formation with one blow. Cleared out most of the level monsters.

Xuan Yuanzi took out the fly whisk and did not rush forward. Instead, he and Bai Yanji found Ling Mo, Taoist Duqing and the leader of Wanshou Mountain, to help them.

No matter how many grievances they had in the past, they were still Qi monks. They joined forces when fighting against the Demon Sect. Now that they have come to the Demon Realm, they are also taking care of each other.

Under the attack from the front and back by more than fifty Nascent Soul monks, the army of low-level monsters was unable to withstand it, and it quickly collapsed and scattered like birds and beasts.

Xuan Yuanzi was very surprised. It was the first time he saw that these fierce monsters who were not afraid of death could actually retreat.

And those Nascent Soul monsters that had not appeared since everyone set up the formation still did not appear.

A group of Nascent Soul cultivators finally gathered together. Long Pokong cupped his fists and bowed, laughing and saying, "Thank you fellow Taoists for lending a helping hand. Long owes you a favor!"

Moyuan Palace is the largest sect in the Demonic Way, and the master of Moyuan Palace is also very famous.

He is tall and tall, with a leopard head and eyes. He is like a general in charge of thousands of troops in a mortal dynasty. He is full of majesty and his words are extremely heroic.

Daoxuan frowned and said with a smile: "The troubles in the Demon Realm involve the entire Donghua Continent, and the poor Daoist has no one to shirk his responsibility."

Several great monks greeted him one by one, and other Nascent Soul monks also looked for acquaintances.

Xuan Yuanzi went straight to Head Shen. Taoist Du Qing saw Taoist Du Kun in the crowd at a glance and immediately came up to him. Bai Yanji followed closely behind. Ling Mo hesitated for a moment and glanced at Head Shen. , also followed.

Xuan Yuanzi came to Master Shen, briefly cupped his hands, and asked impatiently: "Fellow Daoist Shen successfully escaped from danger, I am very relieved, do you know how our sect is doing now?"

Master Shen returned the gift and said with a smile: "It is not convenient for Shen to answer this matter. Fellow Daoist Xuanyuan should ask Fellow Daoist Chen."

"Fellow Daoist Chen?" Xuan Yuanzi was stunned.

At this time, a young monk came up to him, bowed to Xuan Yuanzi with clasped fists, and said with a smile: "Chen Yuan has met the real master."

Xuan Yuanzi looked at this young monk who was dressed in white and had a handsome appearance and an unworldly temperament, and felt even more confused.

But in front of the Yuanying monk, he did not lose his etiquette, cupping his fists and saying: "This fellow Taoist is..."

Leader Shen introduced: "Fellow Taoist Xuanyuan, this Taoist friend Chen Yuanchen is a rising star of your sect, a disciple of Elder Jin, and the supreme elder of Lingyun sect."

Xuan Yuanzi's eyes widened and he looked at Chen Yuan with a slight impoliteness: "Fellow Taoist is the supreme elder of our sect?"

Chen Yuan looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar headmaster in front of him and nodded slightly: "Exactly."

"Chen Yuan..." Xuan Yuanzi whispered to himself, his eyes suddenly straightened, and his eyes were full of disbelief, "You were the one who was formed by the Ziyang Sect Qi Yuanshan and the Blood Spirit Sect during the decisive battle between the Six Sects and the Demon Sect. The body cultivator that the monk was chasing?"

Chen Yuan was a little surprised: "The master actually knows about this old incident?"

"I was high up in the sky, watching that battle..."

Xuan Yuanzi looked at Chen Yuan, and his face slowly merged with that of the young monk who fled in embarrassment.

At this moment, Master He flew over from the side: "Fellow Taoist Xuanyuan!"

Xuan Yuanzi turned his head and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist He, you are well."

Fellow Daoist He stopped and smiled happily: "I learned that my friend was trapped in the Demon Realm, and I felt anxious. I didn't even know about the safety of my fellow Daoist..."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Chen Yuan without any trace, and then said: "As long as it's okay, fellow Taoist, where is the real person in charge of this sect?"

Xuan Yuanzi said: "Fellow Daoist Wei is seriously injured and is recuperating in the mountains."

He Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief, and did not bother to reminisce with Xuan Yuanzi at the moment. After saying a few more words, he hurriedly left the escape light and went to look for the leader.

Only then did Xuan Yuanzi have time to ask: "When Chen...Elder Chen left the Dangmo Desert, he disappeared without a trace. I even asked Luo Heng and sent people to look for your traces."

"When did you return to Lingyun Sect, and how did you become the Supreme Elder of this sect?"

Chen Yuan immediately briefly explained how he participated in the Six Sects Alliance, seized the Yuyang Mountain Mine, and then came to the Demon Realm to rescue Xuan Yuanzi. He did not hide the fact that Lu Hong and He Zhenren asked him to take action. Say no to anything.

As for the period of time he left the sect, he simply said that he had received an opportunity.

At the end, he apologized and said with cupped hands: "It's not that I don't want to rescue the master, it's just that the Ziyang Sect has repeatedly bullied the sect. Due to the situation, the sect cannot live without the Nascent Soul cultivator."

"I made this decision for the sake of the sect's inheritance."

"But later I learned that Du Kun was also going to enter the Demonic Realm, so I felt relieved. I accepted the invitation of Tianxuan Sect and asked the master to forgive me."

Xuan Yuanzi said solemnly: "Elder Chen takes care of the overall situation of the sect, what is wrong with him?"

"I don't have long to live. Even if I escape this danger, I only have a few decades to live. I am worried that I will have no successor."

"Elder Chen formed the Nascent Soul and overpowered Du Kun, which boosted the reputation of our sect. Even if I die, I will have no regrets."

Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Thank you so much, Master, for your understanding..."

He didn't expect Xuan Yuanzi to react like this.

He originally just wanted to deal with it superficially, but when Xuan Yuanzi returned to the sect in the future, he had no intention of fighting for power.

The Lingyun Sect does not have a deep foundation and does not have many treasures. The most valuable ones are the top-grade spiritual stones obtained from the Yuyang Mountain veins, but the output is also limited.

As long as he gets the Jiuqu Yellow Sand and repairs the ancient teleportation array, he will return to the Nine Immortals Continent. The Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Monsters is full of monsters, so there is no shortage of cultivation resources.

In addition, the Southern Wilderness of Donghua Continent is also a world of monsters. He has already obtained the caves of many eighth-level demon kings from Master Tang Jiu. As soon as the matter in the Demon Realm is over, he will hunt monsters and obtain elixirs.

But Xuan Yuanzi's words did not seem to be false, but they made Chen Yuan feel a little guilty.

Thinking about it, if Xuan Yuanzi only cared about his own life and cultivation, he would not come to the Demon Realm to fight monsters for the Lingyun Sect.

There won’t be so many top-quality spiritual stones and thousand-year-old spiritual grass left in the sect’s treasure house.

Although most monks are selfish people, these Nascent Soul monks who have no hope of further advancement are more like mortals and value the sect's inheritance more.

Xuan Yuanzi warned again: "The gathering of seven great monks and more than fifty Nascent Soul monks this time is certainly not just to rescue the trapped monks like us and wipe out the source of the evil spirit. It is only at this time."

"Elder Chen, please remember that self-protection is your top priority. I will be there to protect you. The rise and fall of the sect depends on Elder Chen. You must not be careless."

"Master, don't worry, I won't have to worry about it." Chen Yuan solemnly agreed.

Xuan Yuanzi smiled happily and was about to speak when Bai Yanji flew over from the side with a very ugly look on his face: "Fellow Xuanyuan, what's the reason for your sect to take away 10% of our sect's share of the Yuyang Mountain mineral vein?"

Taoist Du Qing, Taoist Du Kun and Ling Mo also flew over. Except for Taoist Du Kun with a sneer on his face, the other two stared at Chen Yuan with gloomy expressions.

Before Xuan Yuanzi could speak, Master Shen sneered: "What a joke! We can only allow the Ziyang Sect to take away our share of the mineral veins, but we can't allow Fellow Daoist Chen to fight back?"

"This is a matter agreed upon by the six sects' alliance, and the seals of the leaders of each sect have been left behind. Do you still want to go back on your word, Daoist Brother Bai?"

He has a fiery temperament, and after learning from Chen Yuan that the Ziyang Sect was oppressing the three sects, he wanted to cause trouble for Taoist Dukun.

It was only after Chen Yuan tried to persuade him that the Tiangang Sword Sect had no losses and instead took advantage, so he suppressed it.

Now that Bai Yanji dared to take the lead in attacking, he would naturally not be patient any longer.

Bai Yanji was speechless. Guiyuan Sect followed behind Ziyang Sect. He had always taken advantage and suffered a loss. He was a little hard to accept that he suddenly suffered a loss, but he forgot that he was unreasonable in the first place.

Taoist Duqing said calmly: "With the absence of the leaders of each faction's Nascent Soul, the six sects' alliance is not justified. In my opinion, it is the right way to discuss it again after returning to Qi State."

It didn't matter if he didn't speak. After saying these words, Master Shen became even more angry: "Fellow Daoist Duqing said it lightly, but you want to erase the agreement signed by the six sect alliance with just one sentence?"

"Fellow Taoist Du Kun of your sect bullied the younger ones and injured Elder Lin of our sect. After leaving the Demon Realm, Shen must go to the Ziyang Mountains in person to discuss with fellow Taoist Du Kun and seek justice for Elder Lin!"