Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

After Chen Yuan entered the Lingyun Mountains, he took out the Ascension Order and injected a trace of mana into it.

The Ascension Order slowly rose, and the two words "Lingyun" shone brightly. Wisps of white mist rose from the surface, condensing into the shape of a white cloud.

Chen Yuan stepped back half a step, took out a talisman from the storage bag, hid it in his sleeve, and stood there waiting.

Half an hour later, a male cultivator flew over from a distance and stopped in front of Chen Yuan.

This man was wearing a black long gown, more than 20 years old, with a handsome face, embroidered with elegant cloud patterns, and there was an ancient "cloud" character on his cuffs. He had the cultivation of the tenth level of Qi Refining.

He held a compass in his hand, emitting a faint white light, and the pointer pointed directly at the Ascension Order in front of Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan bowed and saluted:

"I am Chen Yuan, here to participate in your sect's Ascension Conference."

The black-shirted monk returned the salute casually and said lightly:

"Follow me."

After that, he performed the light body technique and turned away.

Chen Yuan held the talisman and followed the black-shirted monk into the Lingyun Mountains.

Half an hour later, the two came to a vast valley.

The valley was elegant, with more than a dozen small buildings, carved beams and painted buildings, scattered in an orderly manner.

There was a high platform at the entrance of the valley, with a pavilion built, and a monk was meditating with his eyes closed in the pavilion.

After seeing the two, he flew down, looked at Chen Yuan, then looked at the black-shirted monk, and smiled:

"Junior Brother Lin, thank you for your hard work."

Chen Yuan looked carefully and saw that this person was also wearing a black shirt, with a slender figure, a high nose bridge, and his cultivation was also at the tenth level of Qi Refining.

Just as the black-shirted monk was about to speak, the compass in his hand suddenly emitted a white light, and the pointer turned for a while and stopped at a position.

He pinched the magic formula with his hands, injected a trace of magic power into the compass, and then looked up and said:

"I will hand this person over to Senior Brother Yuan. Someone else has activated the Ascension Order. I will be back soon."

After that, he turned and left.

After the black-shirted monk left, Chen Yuan bowed to Senior Brother Yuan:

"I am Chen Yuan, and I meet you, Daoist Fellow Yuan."

The smile on Senior Brother Yuan's face faded, and he said lightly:

"Daoist Fellow Chen, please follow me."

Then, he led Chen Yuan into the valley and into a small building.

The hall on the first floor is not small, and several steps lead to the second floor. There are five wooden doors around, which emit a faint white light and are marked with numbers from one to five.

"Daoist Fellow Chen can choose any room to live in."

Chen Yuan chose room number three. Senior Brother Yuan took out a wooden sign from the storage bag and handed it to Chen Yuan:

"This sign can control the room restrictions. Please keep it well, Daoist Fellow."

Chen Yuan took the wooden sign with both hands and said thank you.

"Daoyou, please remember that private fighting is prohibited in Zhaoxian Valley, otherwise our sect will take back the Ascension Order."

"Thank you for your reminder, Chen will keep it in mind."

...

After Brother Yuan left, Chen Yuan entered Room 3, closed the doors and windows, activated the ban, took out the "Zhang Family Alchemy Essentials", and studied it carefully.

As early as five years ago, his cultivation had increased to the peak of the tenth level of Qi Refining, and it was difficult to make any progress. Cultivation was useless.

He kept reading until late at night and felt a little tired, so he put away the jade slip, closed his eyes and meditated to restore his spirit.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Knock knock knock.

Chen Yuan got up and walked to the door, took out a talisman and held it in his hand.

Although Brother Yuan said that private fighting was prohibited in Zhaoxian Valley, he still didn't dare to be careless.

"I am Mo Jingchun, a disciple of Lingyun Sect, and I have something to discuss with Daoyou Chen."

Chen Yuan hesitated for a moment, took out the token, unlocked the ban, and opened the door.

A male cultivator stood outside the door. He looked to be in his thirties. He was wearing the same black robe as the two Qi Refining disciples that Chen Yuan had seen during the day. He had the cultivation level of the tenth level of Qi Refining.

The cultivator who called himself Mo Jingchun walked in and bowed:

"I am Mo Jingchun, and I am honored to meet you, Daoist Fellow Chen."

Chen Yuan replied:

"Daoist Fellow Mo, why are you visiting me so late at night?"

Mo Jingchun laughed and did not answer. He turned his head and looked at the wide-open door.

A hint of hesitation flashed across Chen Yuan's face. Mo Jingchun smiled and said:

"Daoist Fellow Chen, rest assured. I have no ill intentions. I am here to discuss a deal with you."

Chen Yuan then closed the door and invited Mo Jingchun to take a seat.

Mo Jingchun lifted the front of his robe and sat opposite Chen Yuan.

"I understand Daoyou Chen's concerns. I was also a casual cultivator before I joined the sect. When I go out, I must be careful in everything, otherwise my life will be in danger."

"Did Daoyou Mo also join Lingyun Sect through the Ascension Conference?"

"Yes, what I discussed with Daoyou Chen today is also related to the Ascension Conference. Daoyou Chen should know something about the rules of the Ascension Conference, right?"

"As far as I know, there is a competition arena in the Ascension Conference, and the cultivators draw lots and compete against each other. The 20 winners can join your sect."

Mo Jingchun clapped his hands and smiled:

"Daoyou Chen has done his homework, so you should also know It is said that not all the cultivators who participated in the Ascension Conference were independent cultivators, but there were also many family cultivators with pseudo spiritual roots. Although I am not talented, I have some connections in the sect and know a lot about the inside story. "

Chen Yuan's heart moved:

"Please tell me more in detail, Fellow Daoist Mo."

"Most of these family cultivators who participated in the Ascension Conference came from families affiliated with the Lingyun Sect, and they have more or less kin in the sect. They are going to participate in the Ascension Conference, so it is inevitable that some news will leak out. Mo spent some effort to find out the news of some of them. Fellow Daoist Chen, are you interested in learning more?"

Chen Yuan pondered for a moment and said:

"How many spirit stones does Fellow Daoist Mo want?"

"Not much, thirty spiritual stones are enough."

"Okay, I want one."

Mo Jingchun took out a jade slip from his storage bag and handed it to Chen Yuan:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, please take a look."

Chen Yuan took the jade slip and looked into his consciousness. After a moment, he put it down and touched the storage bag. Thirty spiritual stones appeared out of thin air on the table.

Mo Jingchun put away the spirit stone, cupped his hands and said:

"Fellow Daoist Chen is really refreshing. Mo wishes that you can pass the test smoothly and join the sect."

"Thank you for your kind words, fellow Taoist."

…

Chen Yuan sent Mo Jingchun out of the door, activated his restraint, picked up the jade slip, and looked at it carefully.

This jade slip contains records of more than twenty pseudo-spiritual monks who were born in cultivating families. The content includes information such as skills, cultivation levels, magical weapons, etc., but it is all relatively sketchy.

But Chen Yuan didn't care, he just used it as a reference.

Mo Jingchun also knew that the asking price was not high, otherwise Chen Yuan would not even consider such a piece of information that was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Most of the monks mentioned in the jade slips were ignored by Chen Yuan, but there were only three monks who made him fearful.

These three people are named Xue Lin, Huang Yunshang, and Song Qingru. They all possess talismans and have almost reserved three entrance places.

Chen Yuan has been in Huanyuefang City for nearly twenty years and has some knowledge of Fu Bao.

Talisman treasure is a special magic weapon formed by the Danjie monk who pours part of the power of the natal magic weapon into the talisman. It is extremely powerful and can be used by Danjie monks and below.

However, if the talisman is placed in the hands of a Qi Refining monk, it can only exert 20 to 30% of its power, which is at most similar to a low-grade spiritual weapon, and it consumes very much mana.

But even so, the talisman is enough to crush most Qi refining monks.

Many alchemy monks will prepare talismans for their favorite juniors.

Xue Lin, Huang Yunchang, and Song Qingru, as Four Spiritual Roots monks, can also be given talismans, which shows how favored they are, as well as other magical weapons, talismans, and elixirs.

Chen Yuan frowned slightly, thinking in his mind how to deal with these three people.

It would be great if you could avoid them.

But everything will be successful if it is forewarned, and it will be ruined if it is not forewarned. Chen Yuan never puts his hope on luck and needs to prepare in advance.

…

Time passed slowly, and finally it was the day for the Immortal Ascension Conference to begin.

clang!

A distant bell sounded throughout the Zhaoxian Valley.

Chen Yuan walked out of the small building and walked deep into the valley together with hundreds of monks participating in the Immortal Ascension Conference, led by disciples of the Lingyun Sect.

There are twenty black arenas built here. There are twenty people standing in front of the arena. Their auras are dim and Chen Yuan can't see through them at all. They should be foundation-building monks.

One of the middle-aged monks said solemnly:

"A total of one hundred and seventy-three people participated in this Ascension Conference. Everyone participated in the drawing of lots. The winner went to the ring to compete. The winner advanced to the next round. The loser withdrew from the Ascension Conference. If there was a bye, he was automatically promoted to the next round. One round. Those who win three rounds in a row can pass the Immortal Ascension Conference and become a disciple of this sect.”

As he spoke, he touched his storage bag, and a huge jade plate appeared out of thin air in front of him, with mottled bamboo sticks placed inside it.

"Put your spiritual consciousness into the jade plate and draw out the bamboo sticks!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan quickly put his spiritual consciousness into the jade plate.

A bamboo stick suddenly emits light, and Chen Yuanfu reaches his soul and injects a trace of magic power into the jade plate from a distance.

The bamboo stick rose slowly and flew towards him.

At the same time, other monks also put their magic power into the jade plate, and hundreds of bamboo sticks rose up, drawing lines of spiritual light in the air and flying into the crowd.

Chen Yuan raised his hand to catch the bamboo stick and held it back. The words "Jia Shiba" were engraved on it.

A monk showed an expression of ecstasy:

"I have a bye! I have a bye!"

Several people around him looked at him with jealousy, and some looked annoyed, as if they were wondering why they didn't get the bye.

After everyone pulled out bamboo sticks, the middle-aged monk took out twenty talismans and threw them into the air.

The talisman ignited flames and turned into twenty streams of light, flying over the twenty arenas respectively, turning into huge red letters ranging from one to twenty, hanging motionless in the air.

"The monk who drew the bamboo stick with the word "A" comes on stage and prepares to compete!"

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, stepped out of the crowd, and walked onto the 18th stage.

A middle-aged monk wearing a black robe came to the ring one behind the other.

The bamboo sticks in their hands turned into a stream of light and flew back into the jade plate.

The same scene was also staged on the other nineteen arenas.

At the same time, a foundation-building cultivator took up the Escape Light and flew over Arena No. 18.

He took out a black array plate, placed three spirit stones on it, took out four white array flags, and raised his hand to throw them out.

The formation flags fell on the four corners of the arena, and the foundation-building monks pinched the spells with their hands, and the formation flags emitted a faint light.

After a moment, a colorless light shield with faint ripples rose around the arena, covering the arena.

The foundation-building monk held the array plate with one hand, looked down at Chen Yuan and the two of them, and said calmly:

"During the competition, life and death are at stake. Only if one party voluntarily admits defeat will I take action to stop the fight. Do you two understand?"

Chen Yuan and the black-robed monk stared at each other and nodded.

"Okay, let the competition begin!"