I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

While Bei Yutao's eyes were about to burst, the man in green robe put his right hand into the coffin and pressed it on the skull of the corpse.

‘After contact with the brain waves of a dead person, the damage degree is 99%. Do you want to read it? ’

Read!

Light gray energy poured into the body along the arms.

The man in green robe is Chen Luo. In the past few days, he has visited all the places given to him by the fox girl Su Linlin. Most of these fallen foundations had no bones left. He traveled to hundreds of places and picked up more than thirty brains.

The ancestor of the Beiyu family was his last target. He was a second-level weapon refiner in his lifetime and was very famous in the evil cultivator.

After his death, two friends took care of him and relied on their old friendship to preserve the bones. However, Bei Yuji's two old friends have also passed their time and passed away not long ago, their brains having been taken over by Chen Luo.

That is to say, the Beiyu family is poor enough and all the inheritance from the past has been robbed. Otherwise, Beiyu Tao's clan would have been wiped out by the sun long ago.

After touching the bones, Chen Luo put the body into the coffin and helped fill the grave again. Bei Yutao next to him was confused when he saw this scene. He thought he was a tomb robber, but now it seems that he is not. If you don’t rob graves, why dig graves and open coffins?

Just to touch the corpse’s head?

impossible!

"Brother Beiyu and I hit it off right away. I didn't believe it when I heard that he passed away." Chen Luo said with a sad expression.

I see!

Bei Yutao instantly understood that this senior must be a close friend of their Beiyu ancestor. He heard that his friend Zuo Hua came here specially to check, and the purpose of opening the coffin and examining the body was to make sure that the ancestor was not killed by an adulterer.

"My ancestor died peacefully and died peacefully."

Bei Yutao found that the pressure on his body disappeared, stood up and said something.

Looking at the expression of the senior, he felt that the relationship between the senior and the ancestor must be very deep, otherwise he would not have done such an extreme behavior.

"I was taught by Senior Beiyu during my lifetime. As a member of his clan, I can't let you go until you are in such a state of decline." Chen Luo did not continue the topic. He raised his hand and waved his sleeve, and a token flew out from the sleeve.

The token was carved on his road.

It costs nothing, I have used it several times on the road, and it has solved a lot of trouble.

"With this token, you can choose three qualified tribesmen to go to Gu Demon Mountain to practice."

Gu Demon Mountain! !

Bei Yutao was shocked, and then became ecstatic.

The Gu Demon Mountain is a second-level spiritual vein. The Beiyu family was not able to grab the second-level spiritual vein when they were at their peak. Unexpectedly, after the ancestor had been dead for so many years, the relationship between them suddenly broke out. Watching the foundation-building senior flying away with his sword, Bei Yutao squeezed the token in his hand tightly, feeling excited.

hope!

There is finally hope for the Beiyu family. His eyes fell on the ancestor's grave next to him. The dug-out stone tablet had been reburied by the senior. The only change was that the soil on the tomb was fresher and the soil had been turned over.

Good turning!

Maybe the ancestor had already thought of coming out for some air.

Bei Yutao picked up the half-sprinkled Huadiao wine and poured it in a circle in front of the tomb, not forgetting to give himself a sip in the middle.

"Ancestor, this friend of yours is really good. He still accepts you as a friend after so many years. He must be an expert who values ​​love and justice."

Compared with the future of the family, such small things are completely negligible.

When he returned to Gu Demon Mountain again, Chen Luo's accumulation was different again.

All the Qi Refining Realm brains among the external brains were discarded, and even the brains of Wanming, a casual cultivator, were eliminated. Now he has seventy-two foundation-building brains, and there are many experts in alchemy and weapon refining.

There were still no formation masters, which also allowed Chen Luo to see how rare formation masters were.

Being able to pick up the brain of a hanged second-level formation mage in Guoshan County is really a huge profit.

In the secret room, Chen Luo took a short rest and began to adapt to the new external brains.

At the bottom of the mountain, the Sun family.

"Dongyou, don't be discouraged if the mountain master didn't choose you this time. When the mountain master recruits disciples again in a few years, I will submit your name again." Old Man Sun glanced at his eldest grandson and sighed. Take a breath.

This time, the Sun family member Chen Luo selected was Sun Yanyan, but Sun Dongyou was not favored.

"I see."

A trace of unwillingness flashed in Sun Dongyou's eyes. He is already thirty-seven years old. A normal genius with two spiritual roots would be at least the sixth level of Qi Refining at his age, but the Sun family is different. They had faced a crisis of annihilation before. If his grandfather hadn't made a desperate move and chose to go up the mountain to seek refuge with the mountain lord, the entire Sun family might have been wiped out. It was great luck to be able to practice cultivation again now.

The disputes between small families and small families have never stopped.

There are so many immortal cultivating families in the evil cultivating land, new families are born every year, and old families die. It's like a large-scale Gu breeding farm. Immortal cultivators are fighting for it, and so are the immortal cultivating families.

A family without strong people will be eliminated sooner or later. No matter how good your qualifications are, they are worthless until they turn into strength.

There is never a shortage of geniuses in this land, but what is lacking is an environment for geniuses to grow.

"Yanyan, don't live up to my expectations, and don't forget how your parents, our Sun family's enemies, died!"

Old man Sun's eyes fell on his granddaughter and he said seriously.

"I won't forget."

Sun Yanyan's eyes were firm and she vowed in her heart to seize this opportunity. No matter what others say, for them, as long as they worship the mountain master as their teacher, they can stay on the mountain and enjoy the aura of the second-level spiritual veins. This alone is worth it.

"good."

Old Man Sun's expression softened.

"Get some rest early. I will take you and the four casual cultivators up the mountain early tomorrow morning."

Old man Sun explained a few more words and then asked the two young people to go down and rest. After seeing off the two young men, he walked alone into the yard and stared at the stars in the sky in a daze.

He had not enjoyed this tranquility for a long time.

The Sun family has finally survived the disaster. He made the right move by taking the risk of contacting an unfamiliar foundation builder.

The next day.

After obtaining Chen Luo's permission, Old Man Sun took five disciples up the mountain.

Chen Luo was in the room getting used to the newly acquired external brains, seventy-two foundation-building brains, plus pill-forming brains and mummy brains, a total of seventy-four.

These seventy-four brains cover a wide range of areas. Immortal cultivators who can build foundations more or less have some unique skills of their own. Whether it is fighting or escaping, they all have their own unique insights. On this point, Far beyond those who are cultivating immortals in the Qi Refining Realm.

The length of life of the two is different, and the accumulation gained during their lifetime is naturally also different.

Taking the alchemy materials stored nearby, Chen Luo took a copy of the materials for the Yang Yuan Dan, and called up the two newly obtained foundation-building alchemist brains. Counting the previous Elder An, Chen Luo now has three second-level pills. The brain of the alchemist. Each of the three major alchemists has his own unique craft.

For example, what Elder An was best at during his lifetime was the unique alchemy technique created by the alchemy furnace. This technique allowed Elder An to have a much higher chance of making an elixir than other alchemists. The same goes for the remaining two people. One is best at controlling heat, and the other has an extraordinary sense of the aroma of medicine.

Chen Luo skillfully controlled the spiritual fire in his hand.

With the brain assistance of three second-level alchemists, the spiritual fire was driven like an arm in his hands, as if he had been practicing it for hundreds of years, and every change in the temperature of the fire could be sensed in advance. The shaking frequency of the alchemy furnace above and the speed of condensing medicine inside are also under control.

"start!"

Chen Luo waved one hand, and the furnace lid opened, and a round pill flew out from it. The cloud pattern on the pill was clearly visible. The three second-level alchemist brains cooperated for the first time and helped Chen Luo refine a first-grade Yuan Yang Dan.

After putting the elixir into the medicine bottle, Chen Luo stood up and walked out.

Outside, Old Man Sun and five disciples were already waiting outside.

The morning sun was still very soft, shining slantingly on the mountains, bringing some warmth. Because of the season, the temperature on the top of the mountain is still a little low, and there is still a touch of frost on the grass tips outside the house. The dewdrops are crystal clear in the sun, which is really beautiful.

"Meet the mountain master."

As soon as Chen Luo walked out, Old Man Sun immediately led five people to bow and salute.

"From now on, you will be responsible for everything on the mountain. I only want the results, and you will discuss the specific allocation among yourself."

Chen Luo's eyes swept over and stayed on Ding Zhao for a moment.

He was really a fellow sect of the Shenhu Immortal Sect in the past.

With his current strength, Ding Zhao's hidden methods can be seen through at a glance. Compared with the way he looked when he was on the mountain, Ding Zhao has obviously gone through many changes now. There is no arrogance in his brows, and there is more of a numbness as a casual cultivator.

Just daily practice and you have already tried your best to build the foundation?

He really couldn't see any hope.

This time, taking refuge under the unfamiliar disciple Zhu Ji was also a choice Ding Zhao made after making up his mind. After leaving the Immortal Sect of Shenhu Lake, he has not lived a stable life for a long time. In this ghost place, a random spiritual grass can lead to a fight.

He didn't even bother to take a second look at this thing when he was at Shenhu Xianmen.

Why does this voice sound familiar?

Hearing Chen Luo's voice, Ding Zhao subconsciously raised his head.

A young man wearing a green robe stood in front of the house. His black hair was flying in the wind. His whole body was covered with a warm color under the rising sun. Although his appearance was a little ordinary, his temperament was outstanding, which matched the years of foundation construction and overhaul. The breath is like a person in a painting.

When Ding Zhao raised his head, he found that the 'mountain master' was also looking at him.

Seeing this face, he was stunned subconsciously.

Looks so familiar!

Shouldn't that person have been practicing for a few years? The head of the Sun family has already said that this mountain master is a strong person in the foundation building overhaul. He has a monopoly on the second-level spiritual veins and has a fierce reputation.

This kind of old demon has lived for at least four hundred years. How could he be the person he knew?

Probably just look alike.

"yes."

Ding Zhao quickly lowered his head and responded with the other four.

Old Man Sun didn't dare to stay longer. He said goodbye and hurried down the mountain. The head of the Sun family, who was aloof in front of their casual cultivators, was as humble as an ant in front of the mountain master. He didn't even dare to take a breath.