I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

Chen Luo didn't expect the war to end so soon.

The first reaction after receiving the news was ‘lost’, but no one knows what will happen in the future. From the perspective of the time, Guoshan County was definitely the best choice. If he misses this opportunity, he doesn't know where else he can get the Concentrating Grass. If there were, Mummy Old Ghost and Lu Zhaotian would definitely not have spent decades in Guoshan County.

After confirming that the information was accurate, Chen Luo was ready to return to the clan. Only those who have experienced the difficulties of being a loose cultivator outside will understand how important a strong sect is.

"There is no need to look for the nourishing pill to solve the curse problem. Just ask Master Wuwei for help."

The evil curse was planted by the foundation-building evil cultivator in Guoshan County. From the perspective of Qi refining, it is a fatal crisis that cannot be solved. But if the foundation-building monk takes action, the problem will be completely different, and it will be trouble at best. If you are lucky enough to be seen by the Immortal Sect Master in the Dan Formation Stage, the solution will be easier.

In order to return to the clan, Chen Luo went to Zhu Jie and asked her to prepare some gifts for him.

When she learned that her alchemist was leaving, Zhu Jie felt like someone owed her tens of thousands of spiritual stones, and her whole face fell. However, considering the subsequent refining of the Foundation Establishment Pill, she still helped Chen Luo handle all these matters.

"Don't forget to promise me."

After delivering the storage bag, Zhujie did not forget to give her a warning.

"Don't worry, as long as you find all the materials, you can have someone go to Xianmenfang City to find me later, just use this token."

Chen Luo handed Zhujie a token with his own breath attached to it. In addition, he also gave Zhu Jie a gourd of Qi-nourishing Pills as a gift.

With these guarantees, Zhujie felt relieved.

When leaving, Chen Luo made a special trip to Hu's house.

When he first came to Mushan City, the Hu family helped him a lot. Now that he was leaving, he had to say goodbye no matter what.

Boom, boom, boom.

Chen Luo knocked on the door gently.

"Senior Chen?"

The person who opened the door was Hu Qiudao. Hu Qiudao was now the head of the Hu family. He was dressed in a solid black attire and had a beard. He looked completely different from his image on the mountain.

"Senior Brother Hu, I am going back to the sect."

".Take care of yourself."

Hu Qiudao looked at Chen Luo who was packing up and preparing to leave, with a trace of envy flashing in his eyes.

Once upon a time, he also had this right like Chen Luo, but he didn't understand it at that time. Only after he left the sect did he understand the difficulties faced by casual cultivators in the outside world, and why Mr. Hu had to send him to the sect.

"Senior brother, if any clan members join the sect in the future, you can ask them to come to me. I will try my best to help them to the best of my ability."

Chen Luo made a promise.

He could feel the awe in Hu Qiudao's expression. The seventh level of Qi refining and the thirteenth level of Qi refining were indeed on different levels. Seeing the reserved expression on the senior brother who led him up the mountain in the past, Chen Luo suddenly smiled and made a joke.

"Senior Brother Hu, you really don't look young in the way you are dressed now."

Hu Qiudao was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and the unfamiliarity on his face disappeared.

He also remembered the joke he made with Chen Luo when he went up the mountain. It’s just that I can’t go back after all.

After bidding farewell to the Hu family, Chen Luo left the city alone.

When you come, you will be alone, and when you leave, you will be alone.

Facing the sunset, Chen Luo drove the carriage and staggered towards the nearest market.

"I remember that Master seemed to have arranged a task for me."

On the carriage, Chen Luo slapped his head. After searching around in the storage bag, he quickly found the mission that Master Wuwei had given him when he came down the mountain.

garrison duty.

The place seems to be a place called Burial Mountain City in Luxury Country.

"Forget it, I won't do it."

He took a look and found that it was very far away from Mushan City. It would be a waste to make a special trip for such a trivial matter. After weighing it for a moment, he directly chose ‘failure to garrison’.

It's just a little meritorious service. It's too troublesome to earn it. It's better to go back and resell the elixirs and talismans.

I just hope that Junior Sister Huang Ying will also go back, which will save a lot of trouble.

Sitting on the carriage, Chen Luo's thoughts began to wander.

A few days later.

Outside the Immortal Gate of Shenhu Lake, a huge flying boat cut through the sky.

The downed flying boat has been repaired, and the areas damaged by the war have returned to normal. Even the Tianming Peak, which was destroyed by the ancestor of the Corpse Sect, has returned to normal during this period, and the evil spirits on the mountain have been driven away.

The weather was clear and cloudless.

On the flying boat, there were a few people standing sparsely. The impact of the war was far from being erased so quickly. Even though the war between the three sects has ceased, the things consumed cannot be recovered so quickly. The sharp decrease in the number of immortal cultivators is the most intuitive manifestation.

Passing through the clouds, the flying boat landed on the divine lake below.

The lake water is rolling and the warm wind is blowing on my face.

This time, there was no dragon chasing down there, and the atmosphere of the Immortal Family was much less impressive. Chen Luo stood on the edge of the flying boat, letting the warm wind blow and hit his face. His light blue gown was blown by the wind, and his long hair was flying, like an immortal coming from the dust.

Gradually, the ten peaks of Xianmen appeared in the field of vision. Looking around, the ten main peaks towering into the clouds were as majestic as the pillars of the sky.

"I never thought that I, Ding Wanshan, would be able to return to the Immortal Sect in my lifetime!!"

Among the crowd at the back, some people couldn't help but make excited noises.

Many of these people, like Chen Luo, took refuge down the mountain. Those who dare to return now are those whose strength has broken through to the late stage of Qi refining. For disciples who have not reached the advanced stage of Qi refining, once the three-year time limit is up, their status as outer disciples will be automatically revoked.

Buzz! ! !

The flying boat landed, and the huge wooden turtle below stretched out its wooden claws to support the ground.

When the formation barriers on the flying boat disappeared, Chen Luo made a slight leap and used his spiritual power to fly in the direction of the Enlightenment Peak. After reaching the Consummation Realm, the consumption of his spiritual flight was greatly reduced. In order to save time, he flew directly through the gate, crossed the gate area in front of him, and entered the ten peaks area of ​​​​the back mountain.

Entering the range of Enlightenment Peak, Chen Luocai slowly fell down.

After walking a few steps up the mountain path, I saw the familiar pavilion. On the strange rocks on the edge, the crane is still standing there taking a nap, with its head under its wings, looking like a sculpture, motionless.

"Uncle Chengfeng."

Chen Luo walked forward and said hello.

Xianhe Chengfeng, who was taking a nap, heard the sound and raised his head to take a look.

"I'm back."

Chen Luo took out the gifts prepared by Zhu Jie from the storage bag. They were filled with Xianhe Chengfeng's favorite food. When he was on the mountain before, he had done the task of feeding the cranes flying into the wind, so he naturally knew what gift to bring to this uncle.

"You're still a good boy. The few elm bumps on the mountain are too stupid now."

The crane swept over the storage bag in the wind, and after taking a glance, a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

"Go up the mountain and go directly to old man Wuwei. He happens to be on the mountain. I'm bored to death during this period."

After saying that, the crane spread its wings in the wind and disappeared into the clouds with the gift given to him by Chen Luo. In the blink of an eye, he didn't know where he was, most likely going to a corner to enjoy delicious food.

After crossing the cliff, Chen Luo walked up the mountain according to his memory.

Soon he came to the wing area where he had gone up the mountain. When he first entered Wu Dao Peak, he had lived here for a while. Hu Qiudao had led him up the mountain, and it was here that he and Huang Bu took over the task. It's just that time has changed and people have changed in both positions.

"Senior brother? You have returned to the mountain!"

As soon as he turned the corner, Chen Luo saw an acquaintance.

It was the junior brother who worshiped at the mountain gate before when he came down the mountain. Judging from his current attire, he is most likely recruiting disciples, which is why he appears here.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Chen Luo took out a spirit-gathering pill from his storage bag and threw it to the other party.

Nothing else.

Happy!

"Thank you, senior brother!"

After receiving the elixir, Ding Xiaoxia's face was full of excitement. He didn't expect his senior brother to be so generous, and he used the Qi Gathering elixir as soon as he took it! This was a higher level pill than the Qi Nourishing Pill. Even now, he would have to save for a long time to afford one.

"As expected of a senior brother, he is generous in his actions."

When he came to his senses, he found that Chen Luo's figure had already disappeared.

"Senior Brother Xiaoxia, who was that Senior Brother just now? Why haven't we met before?"

"Yes, I feel so strong, just like an elder."

The two disciples next to Ding Xiaoxia couldn't help but curiously asked. These two were the new disciples who had just joined the Enlightenment Peak this year. After going through the sect battle, they now looked like peerless masters.

"That senior brother is an old man from our Enlightenment Peak. He was already on the mountain when I started. I also received guidance from him at the beginning."

Ding Xiaoxia didn't know Chen Luo's name either, so he could only give a vague introduction.

"More than three years? Then he is not a senior fellow from the inner sect!"

"Probably."

Ding Xiaoxia touched his head. He didn't even know. Who should he ask?

After passing the disciple courtyard in front, Chen Luo quickly arrived at the main hall.

Along the way, Chen Luo didn't meet a single disciple of Enlightenment Peak.

The only living people seen were Ding Xiaoxia and two new disciples from the front mountain.

Today's Wudao Peak is even more desolate, with few living people found on the entire mountain. Senior Sister Bai Su did not come back, and neither did Huang Ying nor her good friend Senior Sister Shen. After passing the front hall area, he was the only one left in the back hall.

The footsteps stood out in the empty hall.

The main hall where Master Wuwei practices has not changed for thousands of years, and it still maintains the appearance in memory.

Chen Luo walked forward and found that the runes on both sides of the hall had been rewritten. The foundation stones of the original formation had also been replaced. It was probably because of the battle of forming pills that day that had affected this place.

"Master."

Chen Luo stood outside the hall and used his spiritual power to send his voice in.

After a while, the copper door opened inwards.

A wisp of spiritual energy escaped from inside. Chen Luo opened the door and walked in. The scene in the hall was almost the same as before. Master Wuwei was still sitting in the hall practicing. The paintings that had disappeared on the surrounding walls reappeared. When Chen Luo came in, the heart on the painting The demonic power slowly faded away.

Master Wuwei sitting in the middle opened his eyes.