Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

He Xin stood on the top of a hill, looking at the towering circular mountain range in the distance, his face gloomy, as if water was about to drip out.

When he entered the secret realm, he was wearing the standard black robes of the Lingyun Sect, but now he changed into a green shirt, with an empty left sleeve, and his originally intact left arm was missing.

The white spirit fox, lying on his shoulder, drooping, lifeless, with a huge red and swollen bump on its back as big as a baby's fist, looked extremely creepy.

He Xin lowered his head slightly, saw the empty left sleeve, and the red and swollen bump on the spirit fox's back, a trace of hatred surged on his face, and gnashed his teeth and said:

"Chen Yuan, you are seeking your own death, but you caused me to lose an arm. If I don't avenge this, I, He Xin, swear not to be a human being!"

After flying over the Chisha River, he kept riding all the way, but he couldn't catch up with Chen Yuan even after chasing him to Lianli Mountain.

He Xin was extremely surprised. He didn't know that Chen Yuan had killed the crab monster and the Guiyuan Sect disciple without much effort. He thought that he had experienced a hard fight on the Chisha River and had consumed a lot of mana, so he had to stop to recover his mana.

In this way, Chen Yuan would have to spend a lot of time and would definitely be caught up by him.

But he couldn't catch up with Chen Yuan, which made this idea shaken a lot. He Xin simply slowed down and searched for spiritual herbs in Lianli Mountain.

Lianli Mountain has a vast terrain, but most of it is a hundred-year-old spiritual herbs, and there are few three-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs.

He Xin searched hastily, killed a disciple of Wanshou Mountain, and left Lianli Mountain to the foot of Heimu Mountain.

Before entering the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain, he had a strange encounter. Although he was a casual cultivator, he was very powerful and not much inferior to the elite disciples of the six sects.

This alien spirit fox with a very keen sense of smell that can track the traces of cultivators was also obtained in that strange encounter.

The disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain he killed was not very powerful, but he raised several kinds of monsters that were good at finding spiritual herbs. He had a lot of harvests. In the end, he got them all, and he couldn't help but feel very happy.

The black giant bees on the Black Wood Mountain would not take the initiative to provoke the monks, so he didn't take it to heart. He just followed the instructions of the spirit fox and followed Chen Yuan's footsteps to enter the mountain.

In He Xin's mind, Chen Yuan would definitely not put himself in danger. He only needed to follow Chen Yuan's footsteps to pass through the Black Wood Mountain safely.

Before reaching the top of the mountain, there was nothing wrong along the way. The several black giant bees he met along the way ignored He Xin.

The giant bees were focused on sucking tree honey. As long as He Xin didn't take the initiative to provoke them or get too close to them, they would not be attacked.

He Xin couldn't help but relax a little after reaching the top of the mountain so easily. He quickened his pace and walked forward.

When he realized that there was a beehive above his head, it was too late.

Thousands of angry black giant bees rushed towards He Xin, driving away the intruder who dared to approach the hive.

He Xin used all his strength, used up more than a dozen magic talismans in his hand, and dropped a top-grade magic weapon, only to escape with his life.

But his left arm, which protected his body, was stung by more than a dozen black giant bees. In order to prevent the bee venom from penetrating into his bone marrow, he had to cut off one arm with a knife.

The spirit fox was also stung by a black giant bee and was poisoned. He Xin gave it two precious detoxification pills to save its life.

In He Xin's mind, all these experiences were caused by Chen Yuan.

If he hadn't wanted to chase Chen Yuan, he would not have taken this route at all.

And if Chen Yuan was more careful and didn't pass under the hive, he wouldn't have been besieged by the black giant bees.

How hateful Chen Yuan was, he was in danger himself, and he also implicated him!

After coming out of Blackwood Mountain, He Xin not only sought revenge for the Huang family, but also for himself. His desire to pursue Chen Yuan became more and more intense.

He had just gotten rid of the bee swarm at such a high price, and Chen Yuan must not be much better.

As long as he caught up with Chen Yuan, he could avenge his broken arm, and he would have an explanation to Huang Anhe.

He Xin cheered up, performed the light body technique, jumped down from the top of the hill, and followed Chen Yuan's trail to pursue him.

After walking for a while, He Xin's face suddenly changed, and he stroked his storage bag and took out his identity jade card.

The cloud pattern on the jade card slowly glowed, condensing into a white auspicious cloud, which slowly floated in one direction.

Within a mile radius, there were disciples of Lingyun Sect calling for their fellow disciples!

He Xin's mind turned, and he decided to go over and take a look before making plans.

If there were fellow disciples asking for help, he would save them, kill them with a knife, and snatch the spiritual herbs.

He had no sense of belonging to Lingyun Sect. He just wanted to collect enough spiritual herbs to exchange for foundation-building pills, build a successful foundation, and live happily.

He Xin made up his mind and walked in the direction of the auspicious cloud.

But after walking for a while, his expression became strange.

The direction of the auspicious cloud actually overlapped with Chen Yuan's trace!

Could it be that the person who summoned his fellow disciples was Chen Yuan?

He thought about it and became more and more certain.

Chen Yuan suffered a heavy blow in Black Wood Mountain and wanted to enter the inner ring of the secret realm. He must have encountered a monster or a disciple of his sect and fell into danger, so he activated his identity jade card and summoned his fellow disciples to solve the crisis.

But he never thought that the fellow disciples who came were the ones who wanted to kill him.

He Xin sneered, stroked the storage bag, took out a copper bell, hid it in his palm, followed the white auspicious cloud, and walked forward.

The white auspicious cloud was not fast, floating, and He Xin became more and more impatient.

He had been chasing Chen Yuan all the way, but he could not see him. He also lost an arm on the Black Wood Mountain. He was filled with anger and wanted to kill Chen Yuan to vent his hatred.

Finally, the white auspicious cloud floated into a dense forest and slowed down, as if it had reached its end.

He Xin showed a grim smile on his face, and slowly injected magic power into the copper bell, ready to activate the magic weapon at any time to catch Chen Yuan off guard.

The white auspicious cloud turned around a thorn and stopped.

He Xin held the copper bell in his hand, activated the magic power, and was about to throw it, but the scene in front of him made his face change drastically and stopped abruptly.

Behind the thorns, six monks stood in the open space in the forest, looking over here.

The leader was Chen Yuan, who was wearing a Lingyun Sect's standard robes, without any dust, with a shiny face, eyes like stars, and a bright look.

He Xin was shocked and said in a lost voice:

"Chen... Chen Yuan!"

Chen Yuan also passed under the beehive, but he was intact!

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and he bowed to He Xin, saying:

"Does this senior brother know Chen?"

He Xin then realized that he had said something he didn't know, and almost revealed his true colors. He forced out a smile and said:

"Chen... Senior Brother Chen showed his power at the Ascension Conference and killed Huang Yunshang of the Huang family on the spot. I still remember it clearly."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly. He had some impression of He Xin.

There were only 22 cultivators who passed the Ascension Conference. With the ability of cultivators to remember everything they saw, they would never forget them as long as they met once.

Xue Lin looked He Xin up and down, shaking his folding fan, and smiled:

"Junior Brother He is a kind-hearted person. Even though he lost one arm, he still came to help after being summoned by his fellow disciples."

He Xin was a thoughtful person after all. Even though he lost his composure for a while, he quickly regained his composure.

Hearing Xue Lin's words, he looked serious and said:

"How can I stand by and watch my fellow disciples ask for help? But judging from Brother Chen's condition, he should be fine. I still want to enter the inner ring, so I'll take my leave now."

He could see clearly that among the six cultivators, in addition to Chen Yuan and the person who spoke, there was also a female cultivator wearing the standard robes of the Lingyun Sect.

The other three were all wearing the white robes of the Tiangang Sword Sect, with cold and sharp expressions.

These six people gathered together, Chen Yuan was intact, but he himself had lost an arm and was seriously injured. He had given up the idea of ​​causing trouble for Chen Yuan, so it was better to leave early.

Just as He Xin was about to turn around and leave, Chen Yuan called him and said:

"Brother He, if you want to enter the inner ring, you'd better stay."

He told He Xin about the joint efforts of Ziyang Sect and Guiyuan Sect to block the inner ring passage and kill the disciples of the other four sects, and invited He Xin to join forces to force their way through the passage.

After hearing this, He Xin was furious:

"These two sects are too much of a bully. I am willing to join forces with you to break through the passage!"

When he saw that Chen Yuan was intact, but he had lost an arm, he was very angry. He rushed left and right, unable to vent his anger, and felt extremely depressed.

He also heard that the disciples of Ziyang Sect and Guiyuan Sect dared to join forces to block the road, and even could not enter the inner ring to search for spiritual herbs. His anger was ignited, and he immediately decided to join forces with several people.

If he did not enter the inner ring and returned empty-handed, not only would he have no hope of building a foundation, but Huang Anhe would not forgive him either.

Blocking someone's way is like killing their parents. At this time, He Xin had already forgotten about Chen Yuan and only wanted to kill a few disciples of Ziyang Sect and Guiyuan Sect to vent his hatred.

Chen Yuan had great magical powers, and he could not afford to provoke him. Could it be that he could not even provoke the disciples of these two sects?

Seeing that He Xin agreed to join forces, Chen Yuan smiled and said:

"Please wait for a moment, Junior Brother He. If no fellow disciples come here, we will attack together and force our way through the passage."

He Xin agreed, stood aside, and waited quietly.

Xue Lin was very talkative. He took the initiative to chat with He Xin and introduced him to the three disciples of Tiangang Sword Sect.

Ren You, needless to say, was famous and renowned.

The two disciples of Tiangang Sword Sect were Yang Caijun and Mu Peng, both of whom were very powerful.

Seeing that Chen Yuan was surrounded by such masters, He Xin completely gave up the idea of ​​​​making trouble for him. He just wanted to follow behind a few people, rush into the inner ring, and try his luck to see if he could find some rare spiritual herbs in exchange for foundation-building pills.

At this time, he hated Huang Anhe in his heart. He only took out two or three thousand spirit stones and asked him to come to Chen Yuan to seek revenge.

How could someone who could make friends with Ren You be a mediocre person?

Even if he successfully caught up with Chen Yuan, he might not be his opponent.

Time passed by minute by minute, Chen Yuan and Ren You continued to activate the jade card and iron sword, but no one came here again.

Half an hour later, Chen Yuan looked up at the sky. The sun was setting in the west, and a ray of setting sun reflected the red clouds, like blood.

He withdrew his magic power, the white auspicious clouds slowly dissipated, and the cloud pattern on the identity jade card dimmed again. He said lightly:

"No one has come for such a long time. It is futile to wait any longer. Let's do it now."

Ren You nodded and put away the iron sword.

Snap!

Xue Lin closed his folding fan, put away the playful expression on his face, and said seriously:

"The disciples of the two sects are so crazy that they block people's way. I hope all Taoist friends will work together and don't hold back!"