I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

Chen Dahe was so happy to receive his nephew that he even ignored the task of burying the corpse. The three apprentices were left aside by him, and they pulled Chen Luo towards Chenjiacun.

Outside the forest.

It is a green wheat field.

The wheat keeps swaying under the warm wind, like ocean waves, which looks quite spectacular. At the intersection, a group of Qingya County officials who had received the news were waiting here.

If a man as big as Chen Luo comes with a sword, as long as the people in Qingya County are not blind, they will definitely be able to see it.

"Oh, Third Master, why do you always go to bury the body again?"

A middle-aged man in official robes stepped forward quickly, his tone was more affectionate than his own father's.

"Go, go, third master is busy today!"

Chen Laosan doesn't have time to deal with these people. He wants to take his nephew back to the village now. The old man's body and bones are getting worse every year, and he will definitely feel better if he can see his eldest grandson before he leaves.

"Master Chen Xian, Third Master has such a temper." Qingya County Magistrate stepped forward with a flattering look on his face, showing an aggrieved look on his face.

He hurried over because he was afraid that Chen Luo would misunderstand.

"No problem."

Chen Luo shook his head, he knew what the other party was worried about.

"I prepared a banquet at Cuiyun Tower"

"No."

Chen Luo rejected the other party's invitation. He doesn't want to waste time on these irrelevant things. At this point, he basically doesn't care about ordinary people anymore. Whether the other party is a county magistrate or a civilian, they are all the same in his eyes.

"Then I won't bother you anymore."

The county magistrate immediately retreated after hearing this.

This is an immortal master, too far away from him.

As long as he doesn't offend, as for flattery, it's not his turn yet.

After sending away the group of officials, Chen Luo and Chen Laosan got on the donkey cart and staggered toward Chenjiacun like ordinary people.

Chen Luo could fly back with his third uncle, but he did not do so and did not want to go against his third uncle's habits.

"Your father has been very prosperous in recent years. Someone from the capital made him a marquis. He took your mother to the capital and became a high official. Now he doesn't come back very often. I heard from the juniors in the village that your father I married two more wives and gave you three younger siblings.”

On the donkey cart, Chen Laosan was chattering about the changes in the past five years.

Five years is enough time to change a lot of things.

Listening to his third uncle's chatter, Chen Luo seemed to have gone back to the experience he had when his third uncle first took him up the mountain to bury a body many years ago. At that time, he and his third uncle were also riding in such a small donkey cart.

The way back to the village is not far.

Along the winding loess road, the donkey cart slowly drove into the village.

The village is still the same as in my memory, with low mud walls and some bamboo fences on the sides. There is still some water in the pothole road. It must have rained not long ago, and the puddles inside have not completely dried up. through. I don’t know whose family’s big yellow dog was barking viciously at the donkey cart.

The long-lost feeling made Chen Luo suddenly calm down.

This is where he grew up.

As soon as I walked into the village, I saw someone greeting my third uncle.

"Hey! Isn't this Mr. Chen? He's back again? Does he want to find Widow Tian again?" The speaker was Aunt Ma, Chen Luo's uncle, who was wearing a coarse cloth blouse and was pulling chicken feathers in her hands. When talking to Chen Laosan, his words were full of ridicule, showing the toughness of a typical rural woman.

"Nonsense, who cares about Widow Tian?"

The third uncle blushed, feeling that he had lost face in front of his nephew, and wanted to restore his image.

"If you don't like it, how can you go pick up the wall of Widow Tian's house at night?" Aunt Ma teased a few more words, and Mr. Chen, who was as thick-skinned as a city wall, was immediately defeated.

"Who is behind you? This handsome young man looks quite unfamiliar."

Only then did Aunt Ma notice Chen Luo on the other side of the donkey cart.

Today, Chen Luo is wearing a light blue gown. Although the fabric is ordinary, the aura surrounding his body is spotless, and he is not an ordinary person at first glance.

"Aunt Ma, I am Chen Luo."

Chen Luo jumped off the donkey cart and greeted the woman.

"Chen Luo, the immortal master of the old Chen family?" Aunt Ma was startled and immediately put down the freshly killed old hen in her hand. Her expression became much more reserved when she spoke, no longer as casual as before.

The fact that Chen Luo became an immortal cultivator is no longer a secret in Chenjiacun.

The entire Chenjia Village has benefited from his kindness, as has Aunt Ma's family. Before, they couldn't afford to eat old hens. They had to have a chance to drink broth during holidays. Now it has become a home-cooked dish, so you can imagine how big the changes have been.

"Didn't you go to practice immortality?"

Aunt Ma asked carefully, her soft-spoken attitude was totally different from before.

"Come back and have a look." Chen Luo replied with a smile.

Over there, Chen Laosan no longer wanted to talk to this shrew, so he took his nephew to Lao Chen's house.

After Chen Luo became an immortal, Chen Laosan hired someone to renovate the Chen family's ancestral house. The current Chen family's ancestral house is the most magnificent house in the entire Chenjia Village. When Chen Luo came over, the old man was sitting in the yard basking in the sun.

"Old man, look who I brought back."

Chen Laosan shouted loudly as soon as he entered the door.

Old Mrs. Chen came back to his senses and was filled with excitement when he saw his grandson. He pulled Chen Luo and talked a lot, all of which were filled with memories of his childhood.

Chen Luo sensed the old man's state.

Time is running out.

An indescribable feeling came over me.

Birth, old age, illness and death are the normal conditions of life.

At night, watching the old man sleeping, Chen Luo left two blood-nourishing pills in the room. The old man's vitality has been exhausted, and the Blood Nourishing Pill can only delay it, but cannot extend his life.

"Got to go?"

Chen Dahe's voice suddenly sounded.

"Aren't you asleep?" Chen Luo was a little surprised. He had specially observed Chen Laosan before. He was breathing steadily, so he must have fallen asleep.

"What is your kid thinking, can you hide it from me?"

Chen Laosan looked like I had seen through you a long time ago.

"I'm going to go to the capital, and then I'll go see Master and the others." Chen Luo looked at the much older third uncle in front of him, and a sudden realization came to his heart.

From the moment he embarked on the path of cultivating immortality, he was no longer an ordinary person.

A foundation-building monk has a life span of five hundred.

If you see too much, your heart will become cold. His master at the Enlightenment Peak, Wuwei Zhenren, didn't care about the life or death of ordinary disciples. It wasn't that he didn't want to care, but he had seen too much.

"Go ahead."

Chen Laosan walked up and patted Chen Luo, as if he was being told by an elder.

"Remember to eat one of the things I left behind, and give one to the old man as well."

"rest assured."

Chen Laosan interrupted Chen Luo's nonsense.

"You have to be careful outside. I don't know what the world of immortality is like, but in my opinion, whether you are cultivating immortality or traveling in the world, the most important thing is to save your life. Don't forget those Jianghu people who were buried by us. They had dreams too.”

"Live to have tomorrow."

Chen Luo was silent.

This is the wisdom of his third uncle, and it is also the most valuable thing he learned from his third uncle.

"I got it."

After leaving a word, Chen Luo did not stay any longer. As he unfolded his sleeves, the magic sword flew out, carrying him into a stream of light and disappearing into the night.

"Immortal, I didn't expect that my nephew, Chen Laosan, could also become an immortal."

Chen Laosan stood in the courtyard and remained silent for a long time.

Beijing.

The lights are bright.

It is like two different worlds from Chenjiacun, which is completely dark at night. Standing in the air, Chen Luo looked down at the long canal below, which was bustling with activity. The flower boats hung with lanterns form a long snake. The oiran on the boat is performing, the music of the piano is ringing, and the tourists are intoxicated. The wealthy businessmen who come and go spend a lot of money here, and the literati and poets here perform one sad story after another.

Compared with the outside world of cultivating immortals, the Yue Kingdom is still purer.

There are also immortal cultivators here, but they are all in the early stages of Qi refining and have little impact on the mortal kingdom. Everything operates according to the rules set by the empire.

After staying for a moment, Chen Luo used his spiritual consciousness to find the yard where his father, Chen Dachuan, was.

As soon as he got close, Chen Luo heard bursts of noise coming from the yard.

"Master Chen, the place in the academy has been reserved. As soon as your son reaches the age, he will be admitted immediately."

"Okay, okay! Thank you very much, Mr. Qin."

Chen Luo stood above the Chen Mansion, with dark clouds covering his figure.

A banquet was being held below, and his father, Chen Dachuan, was already a completely different person from Chen Luo. He was luxuriously dressed and sitting on the main seat, with many people sitting next to him toasting him, and two people of similar status sitting with him.

Looking at his proud father below, Chen Luo felt bored for a while.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, glory and wealth.

But cloud smoke.

Only immortality is eternal.

"Daddy, I want to eat candy man."

"Wow"

Two voices came, Chen Luo looked around and saw the little girl he remembered. The last time he came home, the little sister was crying and the clothes she was wearing were in tatters. But now she has grown into a big girl. She is wearing luxurious clothes and her hair is covered with red hairpins. She looks like a young lady from a wealthy family. Not far from her, there was a baby lying in a rocking chair, and it was he who cried just now.

'boy? ’

Chen Luo's hidden figure fell from the air. He remembered what his third uncle had told him before, that his father had married two more wives, and this little boy should have been born to one of them.

That's fine, he can leave with peace of mind.

The baby who was still crying at first showed a curious expression after seeing Chen Luo, and stretched out his fat little hands, as if asking Chen Luo, his brother, to hug him.

Chen Luo stretched out his index finger and touched the baby's forehead.

After some sensing, he discovered that his younger brother also had spiritual roots. It's just that his qualifications are not very good. The seven-attribute miscellaneous spiritual root is considered to be the lowest qualification.

"Brother, let me give you a blessing."

Chen Luo took out a spiritual stone, used it to absorb the magic power, and then pointed at the baby's eyebrows. Warm energy poured into the body, making the baby laugh happily. It felt like someone was tickling him.

"The young master laughed!"

A group of busy old ladies saw the young master smiling, and they all laughed too.

Withdrawing his hand, Chen Luo walked around the Chen Mansion again.

He visited his two other sisters, his mother and two other aunts. Everyone has adapted to life in the capital and is very satisfied with their current life.

Chen Luo did not disturb them again, but went to the palace, chatted with the emperor for a few words, and then left.

The next day, Chen Dachuan, the Wenxian Hou, was rewarded again and became a highly respected official, becoming the most sought-after top dignitary in the Yue Kingdom.

After leaving the capital, Chen Luo went to the Heart Fire Palace.

According to the location left on the Ling Jian, he found Du Jian.

"Brother, you are here."

Du Jian was sitting cross-legged in the hall, as if he had grown up all of a sudden.

Less immature and more mature.

Master Xinhuo passed away three years ago. Du Jian also knew it from his junior fellow apprentice. The junior junior fellow apprentice he mentioned was the new apprentice of his beloved after the four senior fellow apprentices left. He has not even completed his entry into the Tao, and is still a warrior to this day.

"It's not a bad thing to become a feather and go away."

Chen Luo put a stick of incense on his beloved and said.

Being born in a big tomb and missing out on the best opportunity, Master Xinhuo and his generation must be the most unwilling to accept it. If they were born in the outside world, with the qualifications of the three of them, they might really be able to make a name for themselves.

"I know."

Du Jian nodded and waited for Chen Luo to place the incense before he spoke.

"Brother, I don't plan to leave."

"Have you figured it out?"

Chen Luo was not surprised. He had guessed it since he entered the door.

"People always have something they insist on. I understand a little bit, senior brother." Du Jian said seriously.

"Master created the Heart Fire Palace, and I have to help him keep it. Junior Brother alone cannot keep this inheritance."

"Practice is also about cultivating the mind."

Chen Luo didn't persuade him again. After chatting with Du Jian for a few words, he met the young disciple whom Taoist Xinhuo had accepted.

The other person is very young, only about seven or eight years old.

Chen Luo sensed the other party's root bones and found that they were the same as his own, with middle-grade three spiritual roots. With such a foundation, you will definitely be able to enter Taoism in the future.