I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

"Choose!"

Thunder flashed across the sky, and the one-eyed man in black leading the opposite side looked at the man holding the knife with ferocious eyes.

They are all sworn enemies, and no one will hold back at all.

The man holding the knife held the long knife in his hand. The rainwater slipped from his arm, flowed through the blade, and dripped from the tip of the knife to the ground. The man stood still like a stone statue, motionless.

"If you don't choose, then I will choose for you!"

The man in black looked at the knife-wielding man in front of him and felt that his mood was smoother than ever before. He had faced the same situation a while ago, but the man in front of him did not give him a chance to choose. After sixteen years of hardship, he finally achieved great success and founded the Black Clothes Society, using the power of the organization to push this former enemy into a desperate situation.

Today is the day of his revenge.

"Kill the older one." The man in black waved his hand.

The rain was falling, and at that moment thunder broke through the sky. The eyes of the man holding the knife suddenly turned blood red, his figure was as fast as lightning, and the long knife was like lightning, but he passed through the crowd in a blink of an eye.

Blood and water mixed with rain fell down, heads flew up, and people fell one after another.

"Xiao Cheng"

The old face opened her eyes with difficulty. She saw her son and raised her hand with great effort.

But what greeted her was a cold light.

Phew!

The old woman's head rolled out and she died on the spot. The young woman next to her was even worse. Her throat was slit by the sword before she even regained consciousness.

The man holding the knife stood in the rain, the tip of the knife pointing to the ground, and the blade was not stained with blood.

The sharp blade reflected the last fallen face, and the look of fear in his eyes was still mixed with disbelief to the end. The one-eyed man in black didn't understand how ruthless a person must be to be able to kill his mother and wife.

Is this kind of person still a human being?

"I don't want to kill anyone, I don't want to"

The knife-wielding man murmured to himself, the blood in his eyes faded, and he looked at the corpses on the ground. With tears of remorse on his face, he dropped the long knife in his hand, staggered over, hugged the dead woman, and raised the head of the old woman who fell to the side with his other hand.

"ah!!!"

Roaring to the sky, rain dripped from the sky, soaking his soul.

"The Heart Demon Sword Art, this is the best sword in the world, the Heart Demon Sword?!" The sword holder cried and laughed, and then

crazy.

A gray shadow flew out from the knife-wielding man, and then began to dissipate. At this critical moment, Chen Luo, who had been resting in the room, suddenly moved. He let go of his suppressed power, and the Heart Demon Art reached its limit in an instant.

A hand suddenly appeared on the gray shadow's neck and pinched it completely.

Bang! !

Before he could make a move, the gray shadow he held suddenly collapsed, the gas exploded, scattered into snowflake-like fragments, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Can't catch it?"

Chen Luo took back his hand and frowned slightly.

The inner demon is invisible and cannot be caught by conventional means. However, this trial was not without success. Half of the power extracted by the inner demon was intercepted by him.

He raised his hand and took a look. He didn't know when there was a mark on the palm of his hand. A mark similar to a crying face, pitch black.

A faint ray of energy flowed into the body from the mark, and the number of spiritual dragons increased again, reaching fifty-three.

As this spiritual dragon took shape, Chen Luo gradually discovered the difference between the later stages of foundation building and the previous two realms. The formed spiritual dragon no longer slept as before, but began to swim like a living creature, rotating in a circle around his spiritual space, like a whirlpool.

This is the biggest difference between the later stage of foundation building and the previous stage. After the later stage of foundation building, the immortal cultivator not only accumulates more spiritual power, but also the body will slowly move closer to the alchemy cultivator under the wash of spiritual energy. The activation of spiritual power is the most obvious manifestation. This external manifestation of activation will make the magical powers released by the cultivators more powerful and their survivability stronger. When Chen Luo and Fang Lao Mo fought against each other, he used his soul flag to self-destruct dozens of times before killing Fang Lao Mo. This was because Fang Lao Mo was a strong man in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. If he were a monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, maybe One round of self-destruction of evil spirits will solve the problem.

There is a glowing point in the center of the vortex. This point is the pill-forming seed that Chen Luo simulated using his pill-forming brain.

The most difficult step in attacking the core formation in the foundation building realm is to obtain core formation seeds.

This so-called 'seed' is not a physical object, but the direction of pill formation. For example, the corresponding body training seeds for physical training correspond to the direction of body training, the legal training seeds for legal training, and the sword training seeds for sword cultivation are also the same. It is a higher level jump in the level of cultivation, and it is also a process of ‘becoming an immortal’.

Chen Luogang realized the 'fake elixir seeds' that the mountain cultivator dreamed of as soon as he reached the late stage of foundation building. He even used the power of the fake elixir seeds to solve him, which indirectly helped him realize his dream.

"Mountain Master, there is a messenger sword outside the mountain."

Ding Zhao's voice sounded.

Messenger Talisman Sword? Chen Luo waved his hand and opened the window, and a gust of cold wind blew in from outside. After spreading his consciousness, he quickly found the messenger sword floating outside the formation.

With one hand stretched out, the communication sword quickly flew into the room and fell into his sleeve.

"The ten-year period is approaching, Taoist friends must not miss the time - Pingshan Stream, Master Yinfeng."

The talisman sword spread out, and a communication talisman flew out of it. This method is often used by Chen Luo. It is the most commonly used communication method among foundation-building monks. He and Su Linlin often use this method to communicate.

If you reach a higher level of pill formation, you can use the vitality of heaven and earth to enlighten spiritual objects to send messages. The efficiency will be much higher than that of the foundation-building monk's message-sending magic sword.

"Ten years? Master Pingshanjian Yinfeng"

Chen Luo thought of his previous encounter with the mountain spirit in Pingshan Stream and wondered if there was any connection between the two. Also, this ten-year period was clearly reserved for the former Gu Demon Han Jiu. The person who sent the message should be an old friend of the Gu Demon Han Jiu.

He inherited Brother Han's Gu Demon Mountain, so he should inherit all these things.

The refining of Guiyuan Pill failed again yesterday.

This is the normal process for an alchemist to explore new elixirs. Generally, an alchemist needs to fail dozens or hundreds of times to refine an elixir of the same level. He uses each failure to sum up his experience, and finally finds the correct solution among the failures. Refining method, the elixir is released.

The Guiyuan Pill is more difficult than the Pure Yuan Yiqi Pill, and the materials used in it involve the essence and blood of monsters. This has exceeded the "life experience" of the brains of the three second-level alchemists currently mastered by Chen Luo. Even they Together, we can only explore step by step and use the experience of failure to summarize the direction.

This kind of mediocre accumulation made Chen Luo, who was used to being a 'genius', a little uncomfortable.

too slow!

He has recently been thinking about whether to go out and find the brains of some more advanced alchemists to use, preferably those in the alchemy stage. With a high-level observation, many low-level problems can be easily solved.

The appearance of Fu Jian gave him a way to get some better brains in the circle of Gu Demon Han Jiu.

Take the Talisman Sword.

Chen Luo got up and walked to the backyard.

This is the place where Gu Demon Han Jiu practiced his magical powers. Now it is used by Chen Luo to test his magical powers. He has a brain with more than 70 foundation-building stages, and he can generate new ideas every day when using magical powers. Of the several magical powers he has mastered now, he has practiced almost every one of them to the extreme.

Raising his hand, nine magical swords appeared in his palm.

‘Arrays and soul flags are currently the strongest methods. ’

Chen Luo recalled the power he had in his mind. This time when you go out, you must figure out your exact strength so that you can judge how to deal with enemies at different levels.

There is no need to try the soul flag. He has put the soul flag away since he came back last time. Apart from using the murderous energy beads to warm it up, he keeps it in his body most of the time.

The most stable method of fighting at the moment is to major in magical powers and sword formations.

The sword array rotated and slowly flew out from the palm of his hand. A translucent array emerged under Chen Luo's control, covering the nine second-level magic swords. Together with the formation, the magic sword quickly grew in size, turning into a normal-sized magic weapon and flying down.

Buzz! !

The sword rain flew down and disappeared into the ground instantly.

A layer of pale white sword energy rippled out, followed by the second and third sword

After the ninth magic sword fell, the air suddenly became stagnant.

Chen Luo stretched out his hand and turned, and the formation pattern above the magic sword changed rapidly. The nine magic swords that had fallen down quickly rotated and stirred. The stones in the middle of the formation were instantly cut into powder and shattered under the light of the sword. The small stones were wrapped by the sword light to form a completely enclosed area.

After that, Chen Luo changed the formation again, and the nine magic swords also kept changing. Killing formations, trapping formations, and illusion formations emerged one by one. It was obvious that there was only a simple nine-handled magic sword, but it released the momentum of thousands of sword rains.

After more than a dozen formations were running around, Chen Luo stopped with one hand.

The nine magical swords spread out quickly, and nine charged green auras burst out from the sword body. The auras surrounded it and turned into a huge whirlpool storm, with life and destruction appearing at the same time.

This is the killing move of Yimu Sword Formation, Yimu Formation.

It is also the strongest formation that Chen Luo has mastered so far.

"receive!"

Sensing the consumption of spiritual energy in his body, Chen Luo stretched out his right hand and retracted the magic sword with his cuff in an instant.

'It's equivalent to a full blow from me. ’

In the external brain, Fang Laomo gave a feedback.

As a monk in the late stage of foundation building and mastering the transformation technique, Fang Laomo is definitely not weak. His full blow surpassed most monks of the same level. This means that Chen Luo's strength has been further improved and he can suppress it with conventional means. A monk in the late stage of foundation building.

After putting away the magic sword, Chen Luo took a short rest and waited until his spiritual power recovered before getting up and returning to the training room.

I simply packed up some magic talismans and elixirs indoors, and after confirming that nothing was missing, I opened the door and went out.

"Mountain Master."

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Sun Yanyan stood up immediately. Ding Zhao went down the mountain to purchase spiritual materials, and she was responsible for the affairs on the mountain today.

"What about the rest?"

Chen Luo glanced at it.

Of the five named disciples, he only remembers the names of two of them so far. It’s not that he doesn’t care, but the remaining three rarely appear on the mountain. Their tasks are all down the mountain, such as collecting spiritual stones and managing them. Fangshi and so on.

"Senior Brother Ma is in Fangshi. Someone is making trouble there today. Senior Brother Qi is in the Spiritual Medicine Garden. A group of spiritual planters came to Fangshi some time ago."

"Forget it, there's no need to tell me, just tell me the result later."

Sun Yanyan just said a few words before Chen Luo interrupted. They were all trivial matters. He accepted these registered disciples to save trouble. If he really wanted to go through them one by one, why would he accept these registered disciples?

As soon as his figure spread out, a magical sword flew out of his sleeves. The sword light swirled, and the figure vertically turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.