Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

While meditating, nine days passed by in a hurry. Early that morning, Chen Yuan drove up to escape the light. In less than two hours, he arrived at the Weiming Mountains.

Bailu Academy is just a small sect, and the sect-protecting formation only covers ten miles around Yulu Peak, covering seven or eight peaks.

Several foundation-building monks flew back and forth outside the sect-protecting formation to greet the pill-forming monks who came to attend the baby-birthing banquet.

When Chen Yuan fell to escape the light, he did not hide his cultivation. A foundation-building monk immediately came up to him, bowed with his fists in his hands, and said respectfully: "Senior, are you here to attend the wedding banquet of the mountain chief of this courtyard?"

"Yes, I have been invited by Feng Supervisor of your hospital to attend the birth banquet of Senior Shiping." Chen Yuan raised his right hand, and the greeting card appeared out of thin air in his palm. With a flick of his finger, the greeting card flew towards him like a meteor. Foundation-building monk.

The monk who established the foundation took the invitation card and did not open it. He just pointed at it. When he saw the invitation card lit up with a faint white light, he handed it back to Chen Yuan with both hands and said respectfully: "Senior, please follow me."

Chen Yuan raised his hand and took the greeting card back, then followed the foundation-building monk and flew towards Yulu Peak.

In front of the sect-protecting formation, the foundation-building monk paused, touched his storage bag, took out a jade tablet, and injected his true energy into it.

A ray of spiritual light flew out from the jade tablet, shot forward one foot, and a formation like water waves suddenly appeared in the air.

The spiritual light blended into it, and the formation slowly separated, revealing a passage about ten feet in size.

"Senior, please." The foundation-building monk raised his hand in vain.

The two passed through the formation and landed on the top of a mountain next to Yulu Peak.

The place is flat and open. In front of an exquisite three-entry courtyard, the door is open and two Qi Refining monks are standing outside.

The foundation-building monk looked majestic and looked at the two Qi-refining monks: "This senior has come to attend the mountain chief's baby-birth banquet with the invitation from Feng Supervisor. Please go in and report as soon as possible."

"Yes, Master Uncle Li." A Qi Refining cultivator responded respectfully, turned around and walked into the courtyard.

The foundation-building monk turned his head, cupped his fists and bowed, and said respectfully: "Senior, this is the cave of Feng Supervisory Academy. I still need to welcome other seniors who are attending the banquet, so I will take my leave first."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly, and the foundation-building cultivator took up the Escape Light and flew out of the sect-protecting formation again.

Not long after he left, the Qi Refining monk who went in to report came out, followed by someone, it was Feng Yongyan.

After seeing Chen Yuan, he quickly came up to greet him with a very respectful expression and bowed deeply: "I am here to greet my senior on my father's orders."

Chen Yuan looked indifferent, nodded slightly, and said nothing.

Feng Yongyan had some embarrassment on his face. He raised his hand and said, "Senior, please come in."

Chen Yuan followed suit, and the two of them walked into the courtyard and arrived at the main hall.

Due to the formations surrounding the courtyard, Chen Yuan was unable to use his spiritual sense to detect it. Now that he entered the main hall, he could finally use his spiritual sense.

He glanced around and saw four people sitting in the hall, all of whom were alchemy monks. One of them was sitting in the main seat. He had a handsome figure, a mustache, and a kind face. He should be Feng Tiande.

The four of them were chatting and laughing when they saw someone walking in. They stopped in unison and turned to look at Chen Yuan with a look in their eyes.

Chen Yuan did not hide his cultivation. Except for Feng Tiande who was in charge, the other three people all had slightly changed expressions, smiled, nodded, and their attitudes were very kind.

Chen Yuan only nodded slightly without changing his expression.

The vitality of these three people was not revealed, but Chen Yuan had great spiritual awareness and could easily see that two of them were monks in the early stage of forming the pill, and the other was a monk in the middle stage of forming the pill. Their cultivation level was not as good as his own.

After Feng Yongyan walked into the main hall, he bowed deeply to Feng Tiande: "Father, I have invited my senior into the house."

Feng Tiande stood up to greet him, cupped his hands and said, "Feng is waiting for guests. It's inconvenient to welcome him from afar. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist."

Chen Yuan cupped his hands in return and said with a smile: "It's okay. My Excellency, Chen Yuan, is here to celebrate the birth of Senior Shiping."

"Fellow Daoist Chen, please take a seat." Feng Tiande raised his hand to indicate that the Grand Master's chair at the top on the left happened to be empty.

Chen Yuan took his seat, and Feng Tiande also took his seat.

Feng Yongyan took a teapot and came to the table on Chen Yuan's right, filled the tea cup with spirit tea, then walked behind Feng Tiande and stood with his hands down.

Feng Tiande said to the other three people: "There is some misunderstanding between Quanzi and Daoyou Chen's beloved disciple, which offended Daoyou Chen. Today Feng not only invites Daoyou Chen to the birth banquet of the mountain chief of the courtyard, but also asks Quanzi to apologize to Daoyou Chen in person. Please invite the three Fellow Taoist, bear witness.”

After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Chen Yuan: "Fellow Daoist Chen, these three Taoist friends have a close relationship with Feng. They are all casual cultivators. Today they are also here to attend the birth banquet of the mountain chief of this courtyard."

Sitting on the Grand Master's chair opposite Chen Yuan was a middle-aged monk. After Chen Yuan sat down, he bowed to him and said with a smile: "I asked why Fellow Daoist Feng vacated the first place. It turned out to be for Fellow Daoist Chen. I'm here with Yu Jiuhe. Fellow Taoist, you are polite."

"Fellow Daoist Yu." Chen Yuan returned the greeting with cupped hands.

Yu Jiuhe was the only monk among the three who was in the middle stage of alchemy formation. The other two also named them one by one. Chen Yuan responded in turn, not showing any arrogance due to his advanced cultivation.

When Feng Tiande saw this, he couldn't help but smile, and turned to look at Feng Yongyan behind him.

Feng Yongyan understood, walked to Chen Yuan, bowed deeply, then touched the storage bag, took out a wooden box with a sealing talisman attached, and presented it with both hands.

He said respectfully: "The junior was greedy and acted carelessly, which offended the senior. Please forgive me."

Chen Yuan glanced at him lightly, took the wooden box, took off the spirit-sealing talisman, and opened the lid.

There was a dark red stone in the box, which was very similar to the color of blood after it dried and solidified. A faint evil spirit spread out, and the bright main hall dimmed a little, and even the air became much more oppressive.

Feng Tiande clasped his fists and bowed, saying solemnly: "Your disciple is a sword cultivator. Although this blood-killing stone is only a medium-grade spiritual material, it is perfect for refining a flying sword. When your disciple upgrades the flying sword to a magic weapon in the future, it will not be wasted."

"What happened before was my son's fault. Feng Mou was not a good parent. I am here to apologize to you with this blood stone. Please forgive me."

Chen Yuan closed the lid of the box, put the wooden box into the mustard ring, and said lightly: "Feng Daoyou is too serious. The young generation has some misunderstandings. Just solve them and let this matter go."

As one of the several medium-grade spiritual materials most suitable for refining flying swords, the blood-killing stone is very valuable and comparable to the top-grade spiritual materials.

Feng Tiande apologized with this item in front of the three Jindan cultivators and invited him to participate in the Shiping Mountain people's infant formation celebration banquet. It can be said that he was sincere, so Chen Yuan would naturally not hold on to it anymore.

Hearing this, Feng Tiande smiled, and the three Jindan cultivators who were watching quietly also relaxed.

The few people talked and laughed again, talking about some anecdotes in the cultivation world and exchanging a few cultivation experiences. The atmosphere was very relaxed.

Chen Yuan also blended in. His feud with Feng Tiande had been resolved, and his cultivation was the deepest. The four people all wanted to make friends with him, so he naturally became the central figure.

As before, Chen Yuan claimed that he was a casual cultivator in Hengzhou, who had offended a medium-sized sect, went out to travel, and simply stayed in Renzhou to practice.

During the conversation, Chen Yuan learned that Yu Jiu and the three people had arrived at the White Deer Academy a few days ago.

Most of the other cultivators who participated in the infant formation celebration banquet also rushed to the Weiming Mountains in advance.

There were very few who came today like him.

Everyone was talking excitedly, and more than half an hour passed quickly.

Feng Tiande looked up at the sky, his smile faded, and he said seriously: "Fellow Daoists, noon is almost here, and the celebration banquet for the formation of the infant is about to begin. Please follow Feng to Yulu Peak to meet the mountain master!"

He stood up and walked out of the main hall. Chen Yuan stood up and followed him. The other three people lagged behind a little and did not walk side by side with Chen Yuan.

In the world of immortal cultivation, strength is respected. Chen Yuan has the highest cultivation level and is only one step away from forming an infant. Although the other three people called him fellow Daoist, their attitude was quite respectful.

Everyone walked out of the courtyard, drove the escape light, and flew to Yulu Peak. In addition to them, there were several escape lights flying out from another mountain peak, and the aura was radiating. They were all Jindan cultivators.

That was where the welcoming pavilion of Bailu Academy was located. There were more than a dozen courtyards built, and the Jindan cultivators who came to the banquet all lived there.

This is what Chen Yuan learned when he was chatting with the four people just now. Yu Jiu and the other two came to visit Feng Tiande in his cave before the banquet because they had a very good relationship with him.

A moment later, the four people came to the top of Yulu Peak and descended the light of escape.

The top of Yulu Peak is about several acres in size. A thatched house is located in the center of the top of the mountain. It is paved with bluestone tiles around it. It is very neat. Looking down from the top of the mountain, pavilions and towers are hidden among the layers of green bamboo and ancient trees.

In front of the thatched house, there is a stone platform about ten feet high, on which is placed a wide table and a futon made of cattails. Apart from that, there is nothing else.

Under the stone platform, there are more than twenty tables, divided into three rows, with a distance of ten feet between each row, and the same is true for the left and right.

There are only seven tables in the first row, and a few more are added in each row afterwards. They are not arranged in a straight line, but are staggered and look very beautiful.

On the table were several plates of spiritual fruits, teapots and teacups, and behind them was a cushion made of cattails. Several Jindan cultivators were already sitting on the cushion, either closing their eyes to rest or sipping tea with their heads down.

Feng Tiande raised his hand and pointed at the thatched hut, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoists, this thatched hut is where our ancestor practiced in the past, and the ancestor's spirit is enshrined."

"Today, our ancestor is hosting a banquet here to celebrate the success of the headmaster's infant formation and to comfort the ancestor's spirit in heaven. From now on, our Bailu Academy will be a medium-sized sect!"

Yu Jiuhe and the other three congratulated him. Feng Tiande turned his head and looked at Chen Yuan: "Fellow Daoist Chen has a high level of cultivation, so he should sit in the first row."

Chen Yuan did not refuse and nodded slightly. Feng Tiande said to the other three: "Fellow Daoists, please take a seat. Feng still has to entertain fellow Daoists, so I'll leave first."

He bowed to the four people and turned to greet the other Jindan cultivators who landed on the top of the peak. Chen Yuan and the other four walked towards the three rows of tables.

The seats were divided according to the cultivation level. Yu Jiuhe was a Jindan mid-stage cultivator and sat in the second row. The other two Jindan early-stage cultivators consciously sat in the last row.

The seven tables in the first row were empty. Chen Yuan did not want to show off. He came to the table on the far left and sat cross-legged.

The spiritual fruit on the table exuded a faint spiritual aura. It was at least a three-hundred-year-old treasure.

He picked up the teapot and filled a cup of tea. The fragrance was lingering and refreshing. The tea leaves should have been picked from a five-hundred-year-old tea tree.

Chen Yuan took a sip, and a cool spiritual aura spread into his limbs and bones. He felt comfortable all over and nodded slightly.

The infant-forming celebration banquet was called a celebration banquet, but it was actually focused on preaching.

But the White Deer Academy still took out such precious spiritual tea and spiritual fruit. The amount was huge, which showed that its ambition was not small, and it would certainly expand in the future.

Chen Yuan put down the tea cup and looked around. Feng Tiande and the other two were greeting other Jindan cultivators, and there were escape lights falling one after another.

A white-haired old man came to the first row of tables. After seeing Chen Yuan, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he sat down behind the table on the far right.

Soon another beautiful middle-aged woman came to the first row of tables. She looked at Chen Yuan with a puzzled look. After greeting the old man in white, she sat down at the second table on the right.

Gradually, the three rows of desks were filled with people, and of the seven desks in the first row, only the middle one was vacant.

The five late-stage pill-forming monks who arrived later all knew each other and sat down after greeting each other.

They looked at Chen Yuan, the only strange monk, with similar eyes, and they were all quite confused.

A middle-aged monk was sitting on the right side of Chen Yuan. He bowed his hands and said with a smile: "I am Li Gongliang, the master of Mingling Sect. My fellow Taoist seems a little unfamiliar. May I ask your name?"

Chen Yuan returned the gift and said calmly: "I am Chen Yuan, a casual cultivator. I was invited by Feng Supervisor to attend the birth banquet of Senior Shiping."

He had heard the name of Mingling Sect from Pei Song. It was a small sect with three alchemy-forming monks in the sect. Only Li Gongliang was in the late stage of alchemy-forming.

When the middle-aged monk heard Chen Yuan's name, he became even more confused, but the smile on his face did not diminish and he replied: "It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Chen."

There was nothing more to say after that. Chen Yuan's expression was dull and he obviously didn't want to talk much. He was also very sensible and stopped talking.

Chen Yuan poured himself a cup and lowered his head to sip the tea. The teapot didn't look big, but it was a magic weapon. It contained a lot of tea, enough to fill a hundred cups of spiritual tea.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, two rays of light fell on the top of Yulu Peak, and two figures appeared.

One of them had gray hair and was wearing a gray gown. He didn't show any energy at all, just like the most ordinary old mortal.

But after seeing him, all the alchemy monks stood up and saluted.

"I've met Senior Shi Ping!"

"Congratulations to Senior Shiping on the successful birth of the baby!"

Only then did Chen Yuan know that this person was from Shipingshan. He also stood up and bowed with his fists clasped.

The Shipingshan man looked around and smiled slightly: "Fellow Taoists, please take a seat."

Everyone then sat down and looked at the people around Shipingshanren.

This is a young monk who looks to be only in his twenties. He has a handsome appearance and is dressed in a blue gown. He has a very free and easy temperament. He is full of inspiration and possesses the cultivation level of the late stage of pill formation.

Although he was standing next to the Nascent Soul cultivator, he stood with his hands behind his hands, his expression indifferent, and his eyes swept across the crowd, showing unabashed contempt.

The people present were all Danjie monks. They had never been treated like this before, and their hearts arose with anger. However, they didn't know the relationship between him and the people from Shiping Mountain, so they didn't dare to get angry. They just looked at this person coldly.

The Shipingshan native turned a blind eye to everyone's looks and said with a smile: "Let me introduce you to fellow Taoists. This is the senior disciple of Elder Gu Shaowen of the Haoran Sect, Xiaoyou Yan Tongchun."

"Thanks to the great support of fellow Taoist Gu, I succeeded in having a baby this time. Xiaoyou Yan is here to attend my baby-birth banquet on behalf of fellow Taoist Gu." (End of Chapter)