Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Chen Yuan watched Huang Yunshang fall softly to the ground, then saluted the foundation-building monk in the air and said respectfully:

"Senior, the storage bag on this person's body..."

This foundation-building monk was wearing a white gown. He looked to be in his thirties, with an ordinary face and slightly dark complexion.

He looked Chen Yuan up and down and said with a smile:

"In the competition, life and death are determined. Since he died in your hands, the storage bag will naturally belong to you."

"Thank you, senior."

Chen Yuan stepped forward, swept in front of Huang Yunshang, picked up the silver flying sword, bronze mirror, and gray talisman that fell on the ground, and then took off the storage bag on his body.

This wasn't over yet. He put his hands into Huang Yunshang's arms and cuffs, and searched carefully to make sure nothing was missing. Then he straightened up, took out the Ascension Order, and raised his hands high.

The foundation-building monk raised his hand and the Immortal Ascension Order flew into his hand.

"May I have your name?"

"Junior Chen Yuan."

The foundation-building monk injected a trace of mana into the Immortal Ascension Order and threw it back.

"The Huang family in Cizhou has a lot of influence in the sect. You killed Huang Yunshang. After joining the family, there will be some trouble. Be careful."

Chen Yuan's thoughts changed rapidly, a look of gratitude appeared on his face, and he bowed deeply:

"Thank you, senior, for the tip. I will definitely keep it in mind, junior."

The foundation-building monk stopped talking. He made a secret with his right hand and clicked on the array plate held by his left hand.

The array emits light, and the light shield covering the arena ripples, then slowly disappears.

At this time, there were more than a dozen people standing in front of the ring. They had already won the competition and obtained an entry-level spot.

When they saw the light mask of Arena No. 12 disappear, they all turned their heads and looked this way.

A young monk in brocade robes held a folding fan and shook it gently. He looked extremely elegant and smiled at a female monk next to him:

"Huang Yunshang has delayed for such a long time. It seems that the rumors that his foundation is unstable are not groundless."

The female cultivator has black hair reaching her waist, a beautiful face, and is dressed in white, not stained by dust. She frowned slightly when she heard this:

"Senior Brother Xue, why do you need to slander others behind their backs?"

The monk in brocade clothes smiled and said:

"Junior Sister Song doesn't know that Huang Yunshang is good at the art of extracting yin and replenishing yang, and he likes to practice with furnace cauldrons. Although he claims to be an authentic sect of Xuanmen and has a secret technique in the house, as far as I know, it is most likely a secret technique of the devil... Eh. ?”

At the end of his sentence, he suddenly stopped, looked at Huang Yunshang's body on the 12th ring where the mask disappeared, and laughed:

"Interesting, Huang Yunshang is dead!"

Qingli, a female cultivator, was quite surprised when she saw this scene. Her eyes moved to Chen Yuan who was walking down the ring, and she looked at him carefully.

When more than a dozen other people saw Huang Yunshang's death, some were indifferent, while others also came from a cultivating family and knew Huang Yunshang, so their expressions changed.

Huang Yunshang was carrying a talisman and died on the ring!

How strong should his opponent be?

They all looked at Chen Yuan, their eyes full of wariness, speculation, exclamation and other emotions.

Chen Yuan turned a blind eye to their gazes and walked to a place slightly away from everyone, waiting for the competition to end.

After Chen Yuan stepped down, a tenth-level Qi Refining disciple of the Lingyun Sect walked onto the stage and put Huang Yunshang's body into a jade coffin.

At this time, the light mask covering the No. 7 arena also slowly disappeared, revealing two monks on the arena, one was ecstatic and the other was depressed.

There are only two arenas left and the competition will be over.

The man in brocade robes waved his folding fan and walked toward Chen Yuan. He stopped in front of him, put away his folding fan, and said with cupped hands:

"Xue Lin, may I ask what you call this fellow Taoist?"

Chen Yuan returned the gift:

"Chen Yuan."

Xue Lin opened the folding fan again, shook it, and said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Chen is so powerful that he was able to beat Huang Yunshang to death in the ring. Xue admires him!"

Chen Yuan said calmly:

"Chen just won by luck, but in the end he missed accidentally, and he felt very ashamed."

Xue Lin said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Chen is being humble. Although Huang Yunshang is a waste, the Thousand-Jinn Ax Talisman and the Fixing Mirror in his hands are rare treasures. If Daoist Fellow Daoist can kill him head-on in the ring, his strength must be extraordinary. In the future, everyone We are both disciples of the Lingyun Sect, so we should be closer to each other!"

Seeing Xue Lin's eager attitude, Chen Yuan was not sure what he was thinking, so he could only smile and said:

"Fellow Taoist Xue comes from a famous family, and Mr. Chen has also admired his name for a long time. If there is an opportunity, I will definitely sit down and discuss Taoism with you."

The smile on Xue Lin's face became even brighter:

"Since Fellow Daoist Chen knows his background, he must also know that Huang Yunshang was born in the Huang family in Cizhou. Let me remind you, Huang Yunshang's biological brother Huang Yundao is also in the Lingyun Sect and will definitely cause trouble for you. Fellow Taoist, please be careful. "

Chen Yuan's thoughts were racing, but his face remained calm as he cupped his hands and said:

"Thank you Daoyou Xue for reminding me. Chen will definitely take more precautions."

Xue Lin nodded with a smile, shook his folding fan, and turned to leave.

Chen Yuan looked at his back, his eyes narrowed slightly, and thoughts surged in his heart.

Xue Lin was a stranger to him, but he reminded him that it was definitely not out of good intentions.

This person must have had some feud with Huang Yunshang, or the Xue family in Tuozhou was at odds with the Huang family in Cizhou. They saw him killing Huang Yunshang and wanted him to fight more fiercely with the Huang family.

But no matter what Xue Lin thought, he had to be careful about this Huang Yundao.

The foundation-building monk also reminded him that he probably had a rift with the Huang family.

Before he entered the Lingyun Sect, he offended a large clan of immortal cultivators, but Chen Yuan did not regret it at all.

He did not want to kill Huang Yunshang and become enemies with the Huang family at first.

However, Huang Yunshang offered such generous conditions for a place in the sect, which shows that he is determined to win.

But Chen Yuan entered Lingyun Sect for the foundation-building pill, which Huang Yunshang could not agree to.

He would never give up this place, and he would definitely offend Huang Yunshang.

And Huang Yunshang was favored by the patriarch of the Huang family. To make an enemy with him would mean to make an enemy with the Huang family of Cizhou.

Anyway, they would have to make an enemy in the end. Instead of letting the tiger go back to the mountain, it would be better to kill Huang Yunshang, get his talismans and magic tools, and enhance their strength.

As for the revenge of the Huang family, they could only fight back.

...

Chen Yuan waited for a quarter of an hour, and the competitions on the two arenas ended one after another, and another cultivator was killed or injured.

The twenty-two winning cultivators gathered in front of the arena and applied solemnly.

The middle-aged monk looked around and said grimly:

"The Ascension Conference is over. Congratulations on winning the three rounds of competition and getting the entry quota. But before you join our sect, you still have to pass an entry test. If there are people with bad intentions who want to spy on the sect's internal affairs, you can withdraw now. If you are found out, you will be killed on the spot!"

After he finished speaking, he waited for a while, but no one spoke.

"Very good, follow me and take the entry test!"

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