Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Chapter 494 Tang Jiu

Song Ming took the dark green branch, carefully examined it, and nodded with a smile: "It is indeed a thousand-year-old dragon locust branch, with excellent quality. I will change it."

As he said, he raised his hand and waved it, and the ice-blue stone in front of him slowly flew over.

Xiang Ji raised his sleeves and gave the stone to the handsome monk standing behind him, saying lightly: "Xiao Yu, this thousand-year-old cold iron is given to you. In the future, you can refine your life magic weapon with half the effort."

The handsome monk respectfully took the ice-blue stone with both hands: "Disciple thanks the master for his generous gift!"

He put the ice-blue stone into the storage bag, and Song Ming stroked his beard and smiled: "Fellow Daoist Xiang, a famous teacher has a good disciple. My nephew Han's future achievements will definitely be limitless."

Xiang Ji said lightly: "My disciple is naturally stupid and naughty. In the future, I will need Fellow Daoist Song to help me."

"Okay, okay." Song Ming smiled, and his eyes fell on Chen Yuan and Xiao Mingyuan again, "This flower The spider flower is extremely rare. Are you interested? "

Zhenren He and Mr. Tang Jiu were silent. Xiao Mingyuan pondered for a while and said, "I want this spider flower, but three top-grade spirit stones are a bit too much. I am willing to pay two top-grade spirit stones."

Song Ming shook his head: "Daoyou Xiao is the elder of Jiangxian Mountain. Your sect has been passed down for tens of thousands of years and has a deep foundation. You must know how to use the spider flower to prepare spirit liquid and temper the body."

"This spider flower is equivalent to a thousand-year-old body-tempering spirit grass for you. You only took out two top-grade spirit stones, which is too little."

He said this to Xiao Mingyuan, but his eyes were always on Chen Yuan.

But Chen Yuan remained motionless, with a calm expression, and did not seem to have the intention to bid.

Xiao Mingyuan was quite surprised to see Chen Yuan did not move, and said: "To prepare the spiritual liquid with the spider flower, two thousand-year-old spiritual herbs are needed to neutralize the toxicity, but there will still be some residue."

"When soaking in the spiritual liquid, the toxicity will corrode the body, and the side effects are not small. The price of two top-grade spiritual stones is already very fair."

Song Ming frowned slightly and looked at Chen Yuan, who was still motionless.

When Master He saw this, he had an idea and secretly sent a message to Chen Yuan: "Fellow Daoist Chen, our sect has a method to prepare the spiritual liquid with the spider flower. I can make the decision and give it to you."

He wanted to make friends with Chen Yuan. Seeing that he did not offer, he thought he did not know how to prepare the spiritual liquid with the spider flower, so he immediately offered to help.

The difficulty of physical cultivation lies in tempering the body. Although the spiritual liquid prepared by the spider flower has side effects, it can strengthen the body, which is already very rare. No physical cultivator will miss it.

But Chen Yuan declined: "I appreciate your kindness, but this spider flower is not suitable for me. Let's give it to Xiao Daoist."

Zhenren He's eyes flashed with surprise, but since he had already made a decision, he couldn't persuade him anymore and could only give up.

Song Ming waited for a while, and seeing that Chen Yuan still didn't bid, he shook his head: "Okay, two top-grade spirit stones, this spider flower is for Xiao Daoist."

Xiao Mingyuan smiled, took out two top-grade spirit stones from the mustard ring, handed them to Song Ming, and accepted the spider flower.

He sent a voice message to Chen Yuan: "Thank you, Chen Daoist, for giving it to me. Xiao owes you a favor."

He didn't know if Chen Yuan had a method to prepare spirit liquid with the spider flower, but he followed Zhenren He to the trade fair, and it shouldn't be difficult to get this method.

But Chen Yuan didn't compete with him. Although he didn't lack spirit stones, he couldn't refuse this favor.

Chen Yuan said calmly: "A gentleman does not take away what others like. Since Xiao Daoyou asked, I will help him."

Xiao Mingyuan nodded slightly, and there was a little more intimacy in his eyes when he looked at Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan saw this and understood. It seemed that Xiao Mingyuan really had no ill will towards him.

He deliberately gave the Ten Thousand Spider Flower to Xiao Mingyuan, firstly to test his attitude towards him, and secondly because his physical body had broken through the bottleneck of level nine, and the spiritual liquid prepared by the Ten Thousand Spider Flower had no effect on him.

The method of preparing this spiritual liquid is still a secret in Donghuazhou, but it is widely circulated in Jiuxianzhou.

When Chen Yuan bought the recipe of the Yuanying period elixir in the Wanling Pavilion market, he bought it.

After all, the Ten Thousand Spider Flower is not a serious body-tempering spiritual medicine. It is a different approach and is only effective for physical cultivators equivalent to level eight monsters.

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Song Ming took out two treasures, and then it was the turn of Mr. Tang Jiu.

He took out five things at once, and the spiritual light shone brightly, filling the room with brilliance.

He waved his folding fan lightly and smiled, "Master Huquan passed away, and I also went to share a share, and got two mid-level magic weapons and three high-grade spiritual materials."

"Fellow Daoists, please bid according to your own preferences. It is best to have wind-attributed spiritual materials, Yuanying-stage elixirs and top-grade spiritual stones. High-grade spiritual stones are also acceptable, but the price should be higher."

Everyone looked over, but Chen Yuan was a little confused. He secretly sent a message to Master He: "Fellow Daoist He, who is this Master Huquan?"

Master He explained: "This person is the master of the Three Immortals Temple in Jingguo. He lived for more than 900 years and just passed away four months ago."

"There is no successor to the Three Immortals Temple. No cultivators have formed infants. The other two major sects in Jingguo broke through the mountain gate and the entire sect was destroyed. Fellow Daoist Tang and another casual cultivator also participated in it and made a lot of efforts."

Chen Yuan's heart trembled. This was the first time he heard that a medium-sized sect was destroyed.

The Huquan Master had just passed away, and the Nascent Soul inheritance was cut off. In a blink of an eye, the Three Immortals Temple disappeared into thin air and ceased to exist.

The world of cultivating immortals is so cruel. There is no sect orthodoxy that will never change.

Chen Yuan suddenly remembered the Taixuan fragment he got in Chongde Market.

Even in ancient times, one hundred thousand demon tribes were wiped out in one battle, including thirty-four demon kings in disguise. After the war, Taixuan Sect, which had "ten thousand cultivators come to congratulate", has also disappeared in the long river of time. , leaving no trace of his name, and can only get a glimpse of the style of the ancient Xuanmen sect from the incomplete inscriptions.

Taixuan Sect even sealed up a large spiritual vein as a spiritual medicine garden. Even the ten major sects of Jiuxianzhou could not match such a large undertaking.

After Chen Yuan returned to Lingyun Sect, while refining alchemy, he also consulted the sect's ancient books, but there were no records related to Taixuan Sect.

When he asked Qi Yuanshan for the secret technique of implanting the demon pill, he also asked about the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain.

It was the Ziyang Sect that was the first to discover the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain, and it was also the Ziyang Sect that was the first to enter it, so they should know a lot of secrets.

However, Qi Yuanshan has no understanding of the Taixuan Sect. Only the past heads are qualified to know the secrets related to the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain, and even the Supreme Elder is unknown.

Chen Yuan's mind was wandering, thinking about the Taixuan Sect. The spiritual herbs and magic weapons in the hands of Master Tang Jiu had been taken away by others, mainly in the hands of Zhenren He and Song Ming.

The five things Tang Jiu Gongzi has are all mid-level magic weapons and ordinary high-grade spiritual materials, which are of little use to Nascent Soul cultivators.

But Song Ming is the head of a sect, and He Zhenren is the elder of the White Crane Sect. They have disciples to take care of them, so there is a lot of demand for these things.

They would not exchange for the top-grade spiritual stones or Nascent Soul-stage elixirs, but would instead take out high-grade spiritual materials and high-grade spiritual stones of comparable value without suffering any loss.

Mr. Tang Jiu was also quite satisfied with these transactions. After all five items were exchanged, he leaned on the back of his chair, gently shook his folding fan, and smiled.

"Xiao has shown his shame." Xiao Mingyuan hugged Master He and Chen Yuan, turned over his hand and took out a jade vase, "I have three falling pills in my hand, and I want to exchange them for a thousand-year body-tempering spiritual grass."

As he spoke, he opened the cork of the bottle, tilted it slightly, and poured out three lavender pills. The spiritual energy was dense and lingering, which was the sign of Nascent Soul stage pills.

Everyone stared closely at the three pills. Only He Zhenren and Xiang Ji looked indifferent and didn't care.

Xiang Ji has already broken through the mid-term bottleneck, and Zhenren He has practiced hard for hundreds of years and has reached the peak of the early stage, and has no need for the early Nascent Soul elixirs.

However, Chen Yuan, Tang Qi Gongzi and Song Ming still needed pills to improve their cultivation. When Xiao Mingyuan took out the Luo Ying Pill, a trace of enthusiasm flashed in their eyes.

But none of them answered. Although Nascent Soul Stage elixirs were precious, Millennium Body Tempering Spirit Herbs were even rarer.

Neither Tang Qi Gongzi nor Song Ming could produce it. Although Chen Yuan could produce the Thousand-Year Dragon Scale Fruit, he would not exchange it for three Falling Star Pills.

Young Master Tang Qi shook the folding fan faster and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, the Millennium Body Tempering Spirit Grass is so rare. I have never seen it before, but there are quite a few other treasures. Can you change the terms?"

Song Ming also said: "What Taoist Fellow Tang said is true. Song can't take it out. Even if Fellow Taoist Chen has it in his hands, I'm afraid he will refine it himself. Fellow Taoist, let's change the conditions."

"At this Tianxuan auction, there are actually three thousand-year-old body-tempering spirit grasses, and three of them are being auctioned together. It won't be too late for Fellow Daoist Xiao to buy them when the time comes."

Xiao Mingyuan said: "With the body-tempering spirit grass at the auction, Xiao will naturally not miss the opportunity."

"Since none of you fellow Taoists have the body-tempering spirit grass, Xiao can only refine these three falling ying pills on his own."

He put the three pills back into the jade bottle and put them away. Both Tang Qi Gongzi and Song Ming were a little disappointed.

Xiao Mingyuan took out two more things: "Xiao also has a piece of shadowless iron and a Sky Fire Talisman left over from ancient times, which seals the magical power of Sky Fire Waterfall, which can withstand the attack of a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Each can be exchanged for four top-grade spiritual stones. "

Mr. Tang Jiu's eyes lit up: "I am willing to give you four top-quality spiritual stones in exchange for this heavenly fire talisman from fellow Taoist!"

Song Ming gently stroked his beard: "Heavenly Fire Waterfall...I am willing to give you five top-quality spiritual stones."

Master He also interjected: "I am willing to give you six top-quality spiritual stones!"

The sky fire talisman caused three people to fight for it, but Chen Yuan's eyes fell on the shadowless iron that no one cared about.

He has also heard of the name of Sky Fire Waterfall. It is a powerful fire magical power. It is sealed in a talisman and can be activated instantly. It can be used as a life-saving trump card at critical moments.

This technique of making talismans has long been lost as the related spiritual materials disappeared. Only a few remains in the caves of ancient monks or in the remaining ancient secret realms.

Shadowless iron is a high-grade metallic spiritual material that is quite rare. Its surface is colorful and changes slightly, making it dazzling.

But there were no gold cultivators present, and shadowless iron was not in demand.

The three young masters of Tang Jiu made a bidding war, and the Heavenly Fire Talisman was finally exchanged for eight top-quality spiritual stones by He Zhenren.

For a consumable talisman, no matter how powerful it is, the price is really high.

But everyone present was not surprised. Tang Jiu Gongzi and Song Ming were even a little unwilling to compete with He Zhenren.

When Chen Yuan saw this, he understood in his heart that regardless of whether the people present were clear about the Demon Realm, they all knew that the situation in Donghua Continent might change drastically, and they would do whatever it took to increase their strength.

When Master He put away the Sky Fire Talisman, Chen Yuan raised his hand to Xiao Mingyuan and said, "I am willing to give you four top-quality spiritual stones in exchange for this piece of shadowless iron in the hands of fellow Taoist."

This was his first bid, and everyone was paying attention.

Xiao Mingyuan looked around and saw that no one was bidding against Chen Yuan, so he nodded and said: "Since no one is bidding, this piece of shadowless iron will belong to fellow Taoist."

Chen Yuan smiled slightly, took out three top-quality spiritual stones, handed them to Xiao Mingyuan, and accepted the shadowless iron.

This thing happens to be among the spiritual materials needed to repair the ancient teleportation array.

Next, it was the turn of He Zhenren to display the treasure. He took out two high-grade spiritual materials, which were similar in value to the treasures taken out by the three people before. Song Ming took out two top-grade spiritual stones and exchanged one for the other. People care.

He shook his head helplessly, put away the spiritual materials, and smiled at Chen Yuan: "What kind of treasure did Fellow Daoist Chen bring today?"

Chen Yuan took out six top-quality spiritual stones and said calmly: "I don't have any treasures in my hands, but only a few top-quality spiritual stones. I want to exchange them for three spiritual materials: Tianmeng Crystal, Nine Color Mud, and Shocking Cicada Liquid."

He named the three spiritual materials one after another before stopping.

After buying the Shadowless Iron, there are still eight types of spiritual materials needed to repair the ancient teleportation array.

In addition to the five kinds of Liuguanghuo, Tianluo wood, and Yanli wood that were exchanged at the auction, there are still three spiritual materials.

After Chen Yuan finished speaking, no one answered. He frowned and said, "If fellow Taoists are not willing to exchange for the best spiritual stones, you can also set other conditions, and I will try my best to satisfy them."

Mr. Tang Jiu shook his head: "The three spiritual materials mentioned by Fellow Daoist Chen are too rare. Tang has only heard of their names but has never seen them."

Song Ming stroked his beard and sighed: "I have seen Tianmengjing from a Taoist friend, but that was two hundred years ago, and there is nothing I can do about it."

Chen Yuan looked at Zhenren He and Xiao Mingyuan again. Both of them shook their heads, and Xiang Ji was silent.

Chen Yuan sighed secretly in his heart and changed his words: "If you don't have these three spiritual materials, the eighth-level demon elixir can also be used."

Xiang Ji slowly said: "What kind of demon elixir does Fellow Daoist Chen need?"

Chen Yuan was delighted: "It doesn't matter the attribute, as long as it is an eighth-level demon elixir."

Xiang Ji took out a wooden box with a spirit-sealing talisman attached to it from the mustard seed ring, took off the spirit-sealing talisman, opened the lid of the box, and revealed an iron-blue demon pill the size of a fist.

He said: "Twenty years ago, Xiang traveled to the Southern Wilderness and killed an eighth-level iron-crowned eagle king. He is willing to use this elixir in exchange for six top-grade spiritual stones in the hands of fellow Taoists."

Chen Yuan dispersed his consciousness and examined it carefully. There was a huge amount of golden demon power condensed in the iron-green demon pill, which was extremely sharp.

"I'll change it." He nodded slightly, raised his hand and sent six top-grade spiritual stones slowly flying over.

Xiang Ji accepted the spirit stone, raised his sleeve and flicked it, the lid of the box closed again and flew towards Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan took the wooden box and checked it again with his spiritual consciousness. After making sure that there was no problem, he put it into the mustard ring.

Next, it was finally Xiang Ji's turn to reveal the treasure. Chen Yuan was quite looking forward to what kind of treasure this mid-stage Nascent Soul monk would come up with.

But what disappointed him was that Xiang Ji only took out two high-grade spiritual materials, which were not even as good as the shadowless iron that Xiao Mingyuan took out.

However, Xiang Ji was not innocent. These two spiritual materials were wind and wood, and were replaced by Song Ming and Tang Jiu Gongzi.

In fact, the treasures everyone took out were quite precious, and they were difficult to see in the hands of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yuan is well-informed, has handled too many treasures, and his vision is much higher than ordinary people.

However, he also knew that a few people must have more precious treasures in their hands, but they still wanted to keep them for the Tianxuan auction and would not take them out now.

The trade fair ended, and everyone exchanged their cultivation experiences until late at night before leaving.

Prince Jiu of the Tang Dynasty got along well with Chen Yuan. He came to Chen Yuan's residence, took out a jar of spiritual wine, and invited him to drink and have fun.

Chen Yuan also intended to make friends with Tang Jiu Gongzi and agreed.

The two of them toasted and drank, talking about anecdotes about the world of immortality, chatting and laughing, and before they knew it, the night had passed.

Tang Jiu Gongzi is very famous in the world of immortal cultivation in Donghua Continent. He was born in a small immortal cultivation family in Cai State. His parents are both mortals, but he has wind spirit roots and is extremely talented.

He started practicing at the age of fifteen and established his foundation at the age of thirty. He fought against monks of the same level and never lost.

Everyone in the Tang family is proud of Tang Jiu Gongzi and hopes that he will succeed in his cultivation in the future and be able to support the entire family.

The head of the Tang family, who is also the only alchemy monk in the Tang family, is extremely fond of Tang Ninth Young Master and responds to his requests. He gave him a bottle of elixir today, a spiritual weapon tomorrow, and gave him a sermon once a month.

The head of the Tang family is more than 400 years old and has a short lifespan. However, there is no second alchemy monk in the family. Only Tang Jiu Gongzi's alchemy formation can keep the Tang family's inheritance alive.

Mr. Tang Jiu lived up to the expectations of the Tang family. He broke through the mid-term bottleneck at the age of sixty, and broke through the late-stage bottleneck at the age of ninety. After another ten years, he reached the peak of the late-stage cultivation and touched the bottleneck of pill formation.

Seeing that Tang Jiu Gongzi was about to form a golden elixir and lead the Tang family to prosperity, the Tang family suddenly encountered a disaster.

Cai State is located on the edge of the Southern Wilderness, and the Southern Wilderness is the world of monsters.

An eighth-level flying bear demon king formed a grudge against a Nascent Soul monk from the Cai Kingdom. He sneaked into the Cai Kingdom and had a battle with the Yuanying monk.

The aftermath of the fighting between the two sides spread to the Tang family. Most of the monks of the Tang family died. The head of the Tang family also died trying to protect the ninth son of the Tang family.

Since then, the Tang family has plummeted, and two neighboring immortal cultivating families have raided the Tang family's land. Tang Jiu Gongzi is only a late-stage foundation-building cultivator, unable to recover, and fled into the Southern Wilderness alone.

No one knows what kind of opportunity he got. Three hundred years later, he returned to Cai State, already at the level of Nascent Soul, and killed the two families to pieces.

Tang Jiu Gongzi refused to give up and went to the sect where the Yuanying monk from Cai State lived.

The Nascent Soul monk had already passed away. The new sect leader had a great battle with Master Tang Jiu. He was no match for Master Tang Jiu and almost died.

He fled back to the mountain gate and could not get out. Tang Jiu Gongzi blocked the mountain gate, drinking and having fun every day. After drinking the spiritual wine, he fetched fine wine from the mortal world.

The low-level monks in his sect dare not leave the mountain gate even half a step.

In desperation, this sect presented a large sum of spiritual stones and elixirs, and gave the sect Zinsu. They served the Tang family as mourners for three days, and then the ninth son of the Tang Dynasty left.

He did not rebuild the Tang family, but quietly left Cai Guo.

Five years later, he returned to the Tang family's former home and placed the head of the Flying Bear Demon King in front of the Tang family's graveyard.

From then on, Tang Jiu Gongzi entered the Southern Wilderness many times to hunt and kill the demon king in disguise.

It is known that three transformed demon kings died in his hands, and the battle to hunt down the Gale Falcon for 170,000 miles made him famous in Donghua Continent.

Although Mr. Tang Jiu was only a casual cultivator, his reputation was not inferior to that of the mid-Nascent Soul cultivators, and no one dared to underestimate him.

Chen Yuan and the Nine Young Masters of Tang Dynasty exchanged wines and exchanged wines with each other. The jar of drunken immortal wine was about to run out, and they were already talking like brothers.

Chen Yuan put down his wine glass and said with a smile: "Brother Tang has gone deep into the Southern Wilderness many times, and he should be very familiar with the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan. Do you know where the caves of those transformed demon kings are?"

Mr. Tang Jiu was not a physical practitioner. He drank more than a dozen glasses of spiritual wine and became tipsy. He laughed and said, "It's not Tang's boast. There is no one in the entire Donghua Continent who is more familiar with the people of Southern Wilderness than Tang."

"Tang Mou relies on his wind escape technique to move freely and horizontally. No one can stop him. Even the ninth level demon king can't even think of hurting Tang Mou!"

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and he poured a full cup of spiritual wine for Mr. Tang Jiu, and toasted to each other: "I practice a special technique, which requires a lot of eighth-level demon pills. I also want to enter the Southern Wilderness to hunt down the demon king in disguise."

"Brother Tang, can you reveal the location of the Southern Wilderness Demon King's cave?"

"I know that this is the information that Brother Tang has accumulated over the years. It is extremely precious. No matter what the conditions are, just put it forward."

Mr. Tang Jiu frowned: "Brother Chen, who do you think Tang is? When we meet a close friend, a thousand cups of wine are enough, and a few words are enough to avoid speculation. You and I are our close friends."

"Besides, Tang hated the demon clan the most in his life. Brother Chen wants to kill the Demon King in disguise, which is exactly what I want."

"I have recorded all the caves of the transformed demon kings in this jade slip. Brother Chen, feel free to take them!"

Snap!

He took out a jade slip from the mustard ring and slapped it on the table.

Chen Yuan was not polite, picked up the jade slip, bowed with fists in his hands, and said seriously: "I owe Brother Tang a favor."

Mr. Tang Jiu laughed heartily: "Brother Chen, please don't spoil the fun. Come on, please!"

He raised his glass, drank it down in one gulp, shook his head, and recited poems. He did not look like a Nascent Soul monk, but more like a bohemian rich man.

Chen Yuan looked at Mr. Tang Jiu and thought of his previous life, where he only cared about having fun after becoming famous.

He smiled slightly, raised his glass as well, and drank a glass of slightly bitter spirit wine.

Just as Chen Yuan and Tang Jiu Gongzi were drinking happily, in the far north of Donghua Continent, outside the Blood Spirit Sect's mountain gate, a huge formation reached straight into the sky, extending to both sides, with a slight arc, There is no boundary, dividing the world into two halves.

On the other side of the formation, dark demonic energy rolled in, covering the sky and the sun, like a tide, constantly impacting the formation.

Occasionally, an ugly monster burst out of the demonic energy and slammed into the formation. Under the erosion of the pure spiritual energy, it let out a miserable howl, melted into a ball of gray smoke, and disappeared.

On this side of the formation, thousands of feet high in the sky, a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators were standing in the air, with serious expressions on their faces, staring at the demonic energy.

The leader was wearing a black gown, and his appearance was extremely young. He looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, even a little green, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes of life. He was the head of the Blood Spirit Sect, the great monk Yan Zhang.

Standing next to him was a middle-aged monk with gray hair on his temples. He held a compass in his hand, the light was flowing, he was making secrets with his left hand, and he was mumbling words with a solemn expression.

After a long time, he put down his left hand and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Yan Zhang said: "Fellow Daoist Fan, has the Demon Realm stabilized?" (End of Chapter)

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