Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Kun Feng looked at the two people's leaving figures, slowly clenched his right hand, and then slowly loosened it, his eyes were cold.

This was the first time that someone had escaped with his life in his hands. Everyone who had fought with him in the past had all turned into dead souls.

Lan Jiao dragged his scarred body to Kun Feng and leaned down: "Thank you, Brother Kun, for saving me."

Thanks to the powerful demon body, the injuries on its body have begun to recover, the bleeding has slowly stopped, and the minor wounds have begun to heal.

But several shocking wounds, especially where the demonic spear penetrated, were still lingering with traces of black demonic energy.

The damaged dragon scales also take a lot of time to recover, especially on the back, with patches of bald patches making it look very miserable.

Kun Feng put away the jet-black wings behind his back, glanced at him sideways, and said coldly: "You might as well cultivate your blood alone, while I hold the golden elixir in your body and still remain silent."

"You just had a flying sword pressed against your neck, but you shouted for help, which made me passive, and I had to let those three people go. You are so timid, what use do you have?"

Lan Jiao trembled all over and lowered his body. The single horn on his head was almost at the same level as Kun Feng's calf. He said in fear: "Brother Kun is right. I lost my dignity in a hurry, but my life and death are small matters." , It would be a big mistake to miss the Kunyu clan’s plan.”

"I come from a humble background and have impure blood. Thanks to the help of the Kunyu clan, I am where I am today."

"Seeing Ao Hui's death, I can immediately enter the Hualong Pond, survive the tribulation and transform into another form, and repay the Kunyu clan, but I have to die in the hands of that celebrity cultivator. How can I be willing to do so?"

"You'd better really think so." Kun Feng's tone was still cold, but his expression had softened.

He flew to the side of the Binghuo Thunder Crystal and raised his hand to send it forward. Dark light emerged. Bursts of red arcs erupted from the thunder crystal, striking the black light and being swallowed up. However, the dark light was also bombarded by the red arc. Below, continue to waste away.

Amidst the crackling arc of electricity, Kun Feng said: "Now you have survived, but those few cultivators have left. They are Tianji Sect cultivators, and they are likely to spread all the things they saw today."

"If this comes to Ao Fang's ears, he won't dare to do anything to me, the Kunyu clan, but if he finds the Lan Jiao clan and raises an army to hold him accountable, do you have any way to deal with it?"

After hearing this, Lan Jiao raised his crouched body again and said confidently: "Rumors about human cultivators are difficult to spread to our demon clan. We can put the deaths of Ao Hui and Jin Sha there. On Chen Yuan."

"Although I have fought a lot with Ao Hui, we are of the same race as him, so Demon King Ao Fang will not doubt us."

"After returning to the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Demons, we will take the initiative to spread a few rumors, saying that I killed Ao Hui and Jin Sha, or that Brother Kun killed them, but we must leave a few loopholes so that people can know that someone is the one who killed them. It’s discrediting us.”

"I will ask Demon King Aohai to come forward and go with me to see Demon King Aofang, take the initiative to plead guilty, and force him to come forward to clarify the matter. By then, even if the people are repairing and broadcasting the news, it will be of no use."

"Okay, let's do it like this." Kun Feng nodded, "Leave it to me to spread rumors. Don't show any flaws. Ao Fang has a hot temper. If he has any suspicion, he will definitely kill you."

Lan Jiao smiled and said: "Brother Kun, don't worry. Once Ao Hui dies, his place in Hualong Pond will belong to me. Lan Jiao's lineage will definitely protect me, and it is a well-known fact that I am weaker than Ao Hui. No one will believe that I can kill Ao Hui."

"The relationship between You and the Kunyu clan must not be exposed," Kun Feng said.

"It's a matter of life and death, how dare I be careless? I have never told anyone about this matter, not even Demon King Aohai knows about it, and it will never reach the ears of Demon King Aofang!" Lan Jiao said solemnly.

Kun Feng nodded, relieved, and continued to kill the red arc in the Binghuo Thunder Crystal. The blue dragon fell to the ground to recover from his injuries.

After a long time, the Binghuo Thunder Crystal finally succumbed. Kun Feng raised his hand and put away the Thunder Crystal.

The blue dragon flew up from the ground and sprayed out a stream of blue flames, completely destroying Jin Sha and Ao Hui's corpses, leaving no trace behind.

Kun Feng nodded slightly. Lan Jiao was extremely shrewd and cautious in doing things, never leaving any flaws. This was also the reason why the Kunyu clan chose to support him secretly.

There are many talented people in the dragon clan. The blue dragon's bloodline is not outstanding, but it is the smartest one.

But the other dragons who have not yet transformed rely on their own strength and are reckless, stupid, and arrogant, just like Ao Hui.

Suddenly, there was a throbbing pain in his head. Kun Feng frowned and looked inside.

In his soul space, the body of a Kun fish monster shrunk a thousand times was thin, and in the corners of the soul space, there were still wisps of fine white flames.

Kun Feng mobilized the power of his soul to extinguish these white flames, and murderous intent surged in his heart: "Chen Yuan, I will kill you!"

…

After Chen Yuan and Lu Gui entered the wind wall, their escape speed slowed down.

The wind wall did not pose much of a hindrance to Chen Yuan, but Lu Gui was seriously injured and kept clutching his abdomen. His face was as pale as paper without a trace of blood. It was very difficult to resist the green wind and his escape speed was extremely slow.

It took nearly half a quarter of an hour for the two of them to walk out of the wind wall.

Lu Gui's body was completely stooped, like a frail old man in the world, which made people worry that he would not be able to withstand the never-ending wind on the sea and fall into the sea.

Wang Lin and Jing Shuhan were waiting outside the wind wall. When they saw the two people coming out, they immediately greeted them. After the four of them met, they randomly chose a direction and flew away.

Lü Gui was still the slowest one. After a quarter of an hour, the four of them escaped a hundred miles.

Chen Yuan suddenly slowed down his speed, and the other three also stopped.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, we are out of danger now. I wonder what your plans are?" Chen Yuan looked at Lü Gui.

Lü Gui forced a smile: "Thank you for your help. I am dying soon. I will give you all these treasures to repay you for saving my life."

"It was just a small effort, and I failed to save your life. I dare not take credit for it." Chen Yuan said indifferently.

When Lü Gui first called for help, he did not take action and watched Lü Gui being seriously injured by the blue dragon.

Later, he asked Wang Lin and Jing Shuhan to take action in order to entangle the blue dragon and prevent it from helping Kun Feng. He never intended to save Lü Gui.

Lü Gui was old and cunning. It was impossible for him not to see Chen Yuan's intentions. Now he wanted to give all his wealth to Chen Yuan, which was quite strange.

And after he dies, all the treasures will naturally belong to Chen Yuan, so how can it be a gift?

Lu Gui raised his left hand that was covering his abdomen, and a white sharp tooth about seven inches long sank deeply into his abdomen, emitting a faint blue light. Blood flowed out around the sharp tooth.

He sighed: "First, I blew up my magic weapon, my soul was severely damaged, and then I was hit by this sharp tooth. I will definitely die."

"If it weren't for the Taoist friend's rescue, my golden elixir would definitely be swallowed by Kun Feng, and I would not be at peace after death."

"Before I die, I will erase the spiritual imprint on my life magic weapon and give it to Taoist friend to thank you for your kindness."

Chen Yuan was slightly stunned: "Daoyou is willing to leave your life magic weapon to me?"

Wang Lin and Jing Shuhan both looked at Lu Gui with surprise.

Just now, Lu Gui said that he would give all his wealth to Chen Yuan, and both of them were expressionless. Until this time, they finally had some reaction.

The life treasure is intertwined with the life of the cultivator. When the cultivator dies, the life treasure will immediately break, no matter what the level of the magic treasure is.

There is only one exception, that is, before the cultivator dies, he takes the initiative to remove the spiritual imprint left in the life treasure, and the magic treasure can remain in the world.

However, erasing the spiritual imprint must be done before the cultivator dies, which will greatly consume the power of the soul. After that, the soul will disintegrate on its own and cannot be reincarnated. The cost is huge.

Since ancient times, how many people have been able to seek longevity in the Tao?

Ninety-nine percent of the cultivators have fallen on the path of seeking, and the only hope is to reincarnate their souls, become humans in the next life, and then enter the Tao again.

Although this matter is illusory and reincarnation has never been verified, people have souls and can turn into evil spirits. Some people have awakened their wisdom. Naturally, the theory of the netherworld and reincarnation is recognized by people.

Those who can possess their own life treasures are at least Jindan cultivators, all of whom are firm in their Dao hearts and cherish their lives the most.

Even if they fail to attain Dao in this life, they will not let go of the possibility of reincarnation.

Therefore, few cultivators will give up reincarnation just to keep their own life treasures.

The higher the cultivation level, the more so.

Lv Gui actually wanted to leave his own life treasure and give up the chance of reincarnation, which surprised the three of them.

Lv Gui said seriously: "I will never say a word of falsehood, but I want to ask Daoyou Chen for help with one thing."

"What is it?" Chen Yuan asked.

"I am willing to give all my wealth to Daoyou, but can you please send a few spiritual herbs back to the Lu family? I will be very grateful." Lv Gui raised his hand tremblingly and bowed to Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed: "I wonder what kind of spiritual herb is it that makes Daoyou Lu give up the chance of reincarnation and ask me to send it back to the Lu family?"

"It's just some spiritual medicine that can break through the bottleneck of Danjie. Daoyou, please look." Lu Gui raised his hand, and three wooden boxes appeared in his palm.

The lid of the box opened, revealing three spiritual herbs inside.

These three spiritual herbs belong to the same species, with red leaves and yellow flowers, and small roots and stems. They look inconspicuous, but a very fine arc of electricity emerges from the roots from time to time, emitting a faint fragrance that makes people intoxicated.

Chen Yuan glanced at it, pondered for a moment, and then remembered the origin of this spiritual herb. He was slightly surprised: "Lei Yinxiang, Daoyou Lu is so lucky to find this kind of spiritual medicine."

Jing Shuhan's face changed slightly when he heard this, staring at the three spiritual herbs, his eyes flashing, revealing a desire.

The Thunder Incense is an 800-year-old spiritual herb that grows in a place with dense thunder. It is used as the main ingredient to refine pills. It contains a trace of pure thunder power, which can stimulate bottlenecks and increase the chance of breaking through by 30%. It is the dream of Jindan cultivators.

Lu Gui smiled bitterly and said, "I came to Jueling Island this time for the Thunder Incense."

"For this, I spent a lot of money to buy a simple map of the Wind and Thunder Sea from an elder of the Zhenhai Sect. After going through untold hardships, I finally got what I wanted."

"After this Thunder Incense is refined into a pill, it is quite helpful for Jindan cultivators to break through the bottleneck."

"But Daoyou is a physical cultivator, based on the physical body, and Thunder Incense is actually of no use to Daoyou."

He raised his hand and put the three Thunder Incense into the mustard ring. He raised his hand again and grabbed it. A copper hammer magic weapon appeared out of thin air and was also put into the mustard ring.

"Please accept this mustard seed ring, fellow Daoist." Finally, Lv Gui took off the mustard seed ring on his left wrist and handed it to Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan took it and said lightly: "Fellow Daoist, aren't you worried that I will leave these three thunder-inducing incense? My friendship with you is not very good."

Lv Gui raised his hand and grabbed it, and Fu Hai Ge appeared in front of him out of thin air, trembling slightly, with blue light flowing, as if tears were falling, as if he was sad for Lv Gui's injury.

He sat cross-legged, his rickety body motionless in the strong wind, and smiled slightly: "I am already dying. I have no friendship with Taoist Wang and Fairy Jing, so I can only leave it to my Taoist friends."

"In the past hundred years, the Lu family has prospered because of me and will also decline because of me. After I die, the Lu family will definitely become the target of public criticism and be suppressed by other forces in the Qingliu Sea Area."

"Lv Haiwei's life is approaching and he will not live a few more years than me. Lu Qing only has an early stage of cultivation. Only by breaking through the mid-term bottleneck can the Lu family continue to gain a foothold in the Qingliu Sea."

"If my Taoist friends keep their promises, the Lu family can still exist. If my Taoist friends break their promises, I can't do anything about it. Whether the Lu family lives or dies, it all depends on my Taoist friends."

"But Fellow Taoist released Lu Qing as promised that day. I believe that Fellow Taoist is not the one who broke the promise."

But no matter what choice fellow Taoist makes, I can understand it. "

"After all, on Wuchen Island, I once had murderous intentions towards my fellow Taoist. Later, I was driven by Patriarch Yuntian to lure my fellow Taoist into the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Demons. Even if my fellow Taoist breaks his promise, I can't say anything."

"But it is better to leave the treasures to fellow Taoists than to be obtained by the demon clan. Even if you die, you will have no regrets."

"It's rare for a Taoist friend to be so free and easy." Chen Yuan smiled.

Lu Gui sighed softly: "When a person is about to die, his words are also good."

"The old man failed to conceive twice, and his life is short. I just wanted to find the thunder-inducing incense, so I left Jueling Island to help Lu Qing break through the bottleneck. This was the last thing I did for the Lu family."

"But the place where the Binghuo Thunder Crystal was born is only more than 200 miles away from Lao Chan. Lao Chan is obsessed with greed and wants to pocket this treasure and give it to the Zhenhai Sect to ensure that the Lu family will be safe for a hundred years."

"I didn't expect to be involved in the battle between two monster royal families. My life is at stake here. I can only leave this matter to my fellow Taoists."

Chen Yuan frowned: "Fellow Taoist seems to be a little worried. You have a close relationship with Patriarch Yuntian. Even if Friend Daoist does not leave Jueling Island, with his protection, the Lu family should be fine."

Lu Gui sneered: "Haha, fellow Daoist Chen doesn't know something. Patriarch Yuntian seems to be kind, but in fact he is ruthless."

"The reason why he takes more care of me is simply because I dedicated the piece of sapphire to him and also made good friends with Anzi Songshi of Tianji Sect."

"Furthermore, I asked twice for the baby-creating spiritual objects and the body-tempering elixir, but failed to conceive a baby. It has lost value in his eyes. After my death, he will definitely not take care of the Lu family anymore."

Chen Yuan's heart trembled, and he became more wary of Patriarch Yuntian.

"Okay, I will erase the imprint of divine consciousness in my life magic weapon now, and ask fellow Taoists to protect me," Lu Gui said.

Chen Yuan raised his sleeves and flicked his sleeves, forming a layer of light around Lu Gui's body, blocking out the strong wind.

Lu Gui lowered his head and looked at the trembling Fu Hai Ge in front of him, raised his hand to caress it, and murmured: "This treasure is called Fu Hai Ge. The old man exhausted all his efforts and failed five times in a row before refining it. One hundred and sixteen years, after experiencing life and death, sharing disasters, and destroying the enemy, I still hope that Dao will treat this treasure with kindness, and I will thank you..."

His voice became lower and lower, and he slowly closed his eyes and remained still.

Fu Haige's trembling became more and more violent, the spiritual light flickered, and there was a faint sound of surging waves, which even the rolling thunder could not cover up.

Finally, Fu Haige's trembling stopped, the aura dimmed, and the sound of the waves gradually dissipated.

Boom!

Just then, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, making Lu Gui's already pale face look even paler.

He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were gray and withered, and he forced a smile: "Fellow Daoist Chen, I have erased the imprint of divine consciousness from Fu Hai Ge. You only need to warm it up for a few days before you can use it freely."

After saying that, he raised his hand and pushed with difficulty, as if there was a thousand kilogram weight hanging on his arm. Fu Haige slowly flew towards Chen Yuan, very slowly, as if he didn't want to stay away from Lu Gui's side.

Although the imprint of divine consciousness in this treasure has been erased, it is Lu Gui's natal magic weapon after all. It has long been connected by heart and blood, and even if there is no spiritual connection, it is still regarded as the main one.

Chen Yuan raised his hand to catch Fu Hai Ge. Chang Ge trembled slightly, as if he wanted to break free.

Lu Gui slowly raised his hands and saluted reluctantly. He stared at Chen Yuan with his gray eyes and murmured: "I hope fellow Taoist can keep his promise and send those three thunder-inducing incense plants back to the Lu family..." "

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Lu, I will accept this matter." Chen Yuan returned the salute solemnly.

"Then I'll feel at ease..." A smile appeared on Lu Gui's lips, he slowly closed his eyes, and his vitality disappeared.

Fu Haige trembled twice more and finally calmed down. From this moment on, it truly became an ownerless magic weapon.

Jing Shuhan and Wang Lin looked at the dead Lu Gui with complicated expressions.

Chen Yuan sighed softly, came to Lu Gui, and put his body into the mustard ring.

The grudge between him and Lu Gui had disappeared at the moment Lu Gui died.

Chen Yuan's spiritual consciousness checked and left his own spiritual imprint on Fuhaige without any hindrance.

This Chang Ge, which Lu Guiwen had raised for hundreds of years and drank enough blood, became his magic weapon.

It's a pity that he doesn't practice water skills and can't fully utilize the power of this weapon. However, a top-notch mid-level magic weapon is still stronger than the Feiyun Sword, which is just a fast flying sword.

"Friend Dao Chen, please forgive me. We just escaped a hundred miles away and cannot stay here for a long time. We need to find an island to recover from our injuries and restore our true energy." Jing Shuhan said softly.

"Let's go, I don't have a close relationship with fellow Taoist Lu, I just have some emotions. People who have always sought the Tao, I wonder how many people can become immortals and achieve the Tao?" Chen Yuan put Fu Hai Ge into his Dantian and said calmly.

Jing Shuhan and Wang Lin were silent. The three of them rode on the light and flew forward. They escaped for more than 200 miles and finally found an island wrapped in a wind wall.

There were no other cultivators or thunder beasts on this island. The three of them sat cross-legged and meditated for a day before they recovered their true essence.

Wang Lin's injuries seemed serious, but he was a physical cultivator with a strong body and vitality far beyond that of ordinary people. With the help of healing pills, he recovered quickly.

The most serious injury on his body was the wound left by Kun Feng on his abdomen. There was residual space power. He used the pure demonic energy from his cultivation to wipe it out completely.

Chen Yuan's injury was not serious, but Bing Huan was seriously damaged and needed to be nurtured in Dantian for a period of time, so it could no longer be used.

The dark light on Kun Feng's arm was too sharp, even Bing Huan could not resist it.

This is because he devoured Zhuyan's true fire and used up most of his strength, so Binghuan was not hurt at all. Otherwise, if the damage was more serious, he would have to use thousand-year-old ice silk to repair it before it could be restored to its original state.

However, Kunfeng would be even worse than him. Zhuyan's true fire burned his soul, which seemed to be unobstructed on the surface, but was actually extremely painful, and the soul was injured, which was more difficult to recover than the injury to the body.

He could destroy several magic weapons, but Kunfeng only had one soul.

If not, Kunfeng would not let him leave.

It was just that Chen Yuan could not hold on for long because he consumed too much true essence to perform the nameless magical power and stimulate Zhuyan's true blood at the same time.

Fortunately, Wang Lin defeated Lan Jiao in time, otherwise if the fight continued, Chen Yuan's true essence would be exhausted and he would not be able to use Zhuyan's true fire, and he would definitely not be Kunfeng's opponent.

After all, he only refined Zhuyan's true blood, and Kunfeng was originally a descendant of the true spirit. His innate magical power came from his bloodline, and he did not need to consume much demonic power to perform it, so he naturally had an advantage.

Since he failed to kill Kun Feng this time, he didn't have to think about it next time. There was no second Ao Hui to make Kun Feng consume his demonic power. He could only wait until he left Jueling Island to find an opportunity.

When Chen Yuan broke through the bottleneck of the late stage, his true essence became more abundant, and the stimulation of Zhu Yan's true blood could last longer, it would be the best time to take action.

The only thing to worry about was that Kun Feng was extremely talented and might soon become an eighth-level demon beast, so he couldn't delay for too long.

After leaving Jueling Island, he had to hunt demons and take pills as soon as possible, refine demon essence pills, improve his cultivation, and break through the bottleneck of the late stage.

Chen Yuan's thoughts were surging, and he was suddenly stunned for a moment, shaking his head and laughing.

He still had the restrictions left by the old ancestor Yuntian in his body, but he was thinking about how to kill Kun Feng and forgot the biggest crisis in front of him.

The most urgent task was to get rid of the control of the old ancestor Yuntian. Even if he killed Kun Feng now and took away his demon pill, it would be useless.

Chen Yuanning calmed down, suppressed the matter of Kun Feng in his heart, and took out Lu Gui's mustard ring.

Before Lü Gui died, he had wiped off the spiritual imprint on the mustard ring, so Chen Yuan's spiritual consciousness penetrated into it unimpeded.

There were not many things in the mustard ring. Outside the three wooden boxes containing thunder incense, there was a small pile of high-grade spiritual stones. Chen Yuan scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and found about two hundred pieces.

A copper hammer magic weapon shone brightly. This was a low-level magic weapon of average quality. Chen Yuan already had Fu Hai Ge and Fei Yun Jian, but he did not store them in his dantian.

In addition, there were eight wooden boxes, which should also contain spiritual herbs. Three jade bottles, a jade slip, a pile of low-level spiritual herbs and a few sundries were placed aside.

Chen Yuan took out three jade bottles and opened them. One of them was a cultivation pill, another was a healing pill, and the last bottle only had three pills, but it was the most precious and could quickly restore the true essence.

This pill is called "Qingyuan Pill". After taking it, it can restore all the true essence in the body within a hundred breaths.

This pill is useless in a fight, but the Jueling Island is full of dangers and consumes a lot of true energy. In the next third trial, this pill will be of great use.

Chen Yuan nodded with satisfaction and put the jade bottle back into the mustard ring.

He stood up and said to Jing Shuhan and Wang Lin: "Have the two Taoist friends finished their repairs?"