I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

"The first round of competition is over, and the winners are"

On the high platform, the second-level alchemist from Yaowang Peak read out the results of the first round of the alchemy competition.

There are more than twenty people standing below. These more than twenty people are alchemy geniuses who have been killed among alchemists of the same level. They are the best among first-level alchemists and are expected to join Yaowang City. Most of their cultivations are in the late stage of Qi refining, and occasionally there are a few who are in the perfection stage of Qi refining. As alchemists, these people do not lack training resources, but most of the alchemists' realms are improved for the purpose of alchemy. In terms of fighting, they are far weaker than monks of the same level.

"So many alchemists."

Two young men from the Qionghua sect who had greeted Chen Luo before were among the crowd, looking at the group of alchemists on the stage with envy.

"If I had fire spirit roots, I would definitely become an alchemist."

Next to him, Wan He said unwillingly that when he first cultivated immortality, he also imagined that he could become an alchemist. It's a pity that reality is not a dream, and the spiritual root qualification has blocked him to death.

"Having spiritual roots does not necessarily mean you can become an alchemist. In addition to spiritual root qualifications, a true alchemist also needs to be sensitive enough to pharmacological properties. Otherwise, even if you have the qualifications for alchemy, you will not be able to make a complete elixir. At best, you can only make A bunch of medicine residue came out.”

Someone in front heard Wan He's words and turned around to attack him with disdain.

The most indispensable thing in Yaowang City is the knowledge of alchemy.

The people who hang out in Yaowang City have all been exposed to some relevant knowledge. You may not be able to ask them to make alchemy by themselves, but when it comes to alchemy, each of them can talk about it for a long time.

"How do you know I can't do it?"

Wan He was immediately unhappy. He was a talented disciple of the Qionghua Sect. He had been practicing smoothly until now. When had he ever received such a blow?

"You can do it, so go ahead!"

"I won't go."

Wan He blushed and argued with a group of people.

Yu Xiao, who was standing next to him, felt the communication talisman on his waist tremble. He picked it up and looked at it, and found that there was an additional message on it.

‘Master is coming? ’

Yu Xiao was stunned when he saw the mark of the communication talisman, not understanding what happened.

Mei family.

Wisps of spiritual energy were drawn by the technique and turned into silk threads and poured into Chen Luo's body. The lights in the room flickered, and the flames of the lamp oil emitted upwards black smoke.

The gourd on the table shook.

The empty gourd without the elixir lost its balance and fell onto the table. It rolled down to the edge of the table and was about to fall.

A ray of spiritual energy escaped and caught the tilted empty gourd.

Chen Luo, who was sitting cross-legged, still didn't move, and the gourd was dragged by the spiritual energy and flew to his side. Not long after, the porcelain bottle on the cabinet next to it also tipped over and was also caught by the spiritual power. Then there were books, brushes, and inkstones. Things in the room seemed to be pulled by invisible forces, spinning around Chen Luo. The spiritual energy supports these things, just like the protective energy.

Chen Luo is still practicing.

The spiritual power of the last two Guiyuan Pills was digested in his body, and the hundred spiritual dragons in the Perfection Realm had completely disappeared, turning into bloody pill shells. During the practice, the gaps on the elixir shell were repaired bit by bit, and the 'elixir-forming seeds' surrounding the middle shone brightly.

Time passed, and seven days passed in a blink of an eye.

Chen Luo has been practicing in this state for the past seven days. Mei Qin came to see him several times. After finding that the door could not be pushed open, he understood that Chen Luo was practicing and did not disturb him again.

The objects rotating around him gradually slowed down, and the spiritual power escaping outside disappeared little by little.

Bang!

The inkstone fell to the ground, with a damaged corner on the ground. Black ink splashed on the ground, sputtering out a radial pattern, and the spiritual power holding it disappeared. Then came books and brushes. Things fell to the ground one after another, until the last pill gourd fell, a hand stretched out to catch it.

Chen Luo opened his eyes, spread out his spiritual power, rolled up these things on the ground and flew back to their original positions.

"The process of high-grade golden elixir has taken another step forward."

Walking to the spot next to where the ink was spilled, Chen Luo clicked it with his hand.

The radiating black ink seemed to come to life, flowing back strangely, re-condensing into a ball of ink and flying back into the air. Under Chen Luo's control, it fell back into the inkstone, but the missing corner could not be restored.

"I can open another furnace."

After tidying up the room, Chen Luo took out the alchemy furnace from the storage bag, opened the storage bags of Panshi Peak Master and Heart Sword Peak Master, and dug out all the spiritual materials inside. The accumulation of these two peak masters is very rich. Foundation-building monks who dare to go out and work outside are very rich. After all, they have to open their doors and recruit disciples.

This kind of people go out to seek breakthrough opportunities, and a small number of them go out for sect tasks.

The catastrophe is difficult to overcome.

Even a large sect like Qionghua Sect cannot guarantee the success rate of forming pills. The inner demon tribulation is too mysterious, and whether you can survive it all depends on your individual state of mind.

"Foundation building to pill formation is a leaping process. The spiritual power of foundation building monks is too complex for pill formation monks. The residual medicinal power during practice and the spiritual energy impurities absorbed and exhaled must be refined in this step. Burning All mixed spiritual power, leaving the purest bit, igniting the 'Elixir Forming Seed', the step of condensing the elixir is complete."

Chen Luo recalled the description of the technique in his mind.

The brains of three people in the elixir condensation stage also emerged. Although they did not remember the process of elixir condensation during their lifetime, their instincts were still there. Especially the brain of the Immortal Sect Master has a very high degree of completeness. Among the obsessions that Chen Luo read, there was a part about overcoming the tribulation and becoming a pill.

This part of experience has become a reference for Chen Luo to condense the first-grade golden elixir.

The contents of the two storage bags were piled together and divided into seven small piles according to pharmacology.

Chen Luo opened the alchemy furnace next to him, and the spiritual fire flew out of his hand and fell under the alchemy furnace. The aroma of the medicine spreads as the alchemy furnace is preheated. Elder An's alchemy furnace is really effective in refining alchemy. When I think back to this day, I can't help but thank Brother An for supporting him on his path to immortality.

Bang!

The stove lid flew up, and Chen Luo waved his sleeve and threw out the first group of medicinal materials, followed by the second and third groups.

This time Chen Luo did not use the brains of Elder An and several second-level alchemists, but called the newly acquired third-level alchemist brain.

‘Martial fire, quick training. ’

This alchemist's habits are different from Elder An's, and his refining techniques are more relaxed. For a third-level alchemist, there is no difficulty in using the second-level Guiyuan Pill.

Chen Luo already possesses the strength of a second-level alchemist. After a short period of adaptation, he quickly became familiar with the habits of this brain.

The medicinal materials were put into the furnace one by one, and soon the spiritual power inside was kneaded together, and a new furnace of Guiyuan Pill was completed. There are twelve pills in a furnace, all of which are top-grade elixirs.

Chen Luo reached out and took out the elixirs and poured them into the empty gourd. He left the last one in the palm of his hand, and the warm touch spread back from his palm.

"With the same spiritual material, the effects of the elixirs produced can be so different."

The surface of the elixir is dark red, with dark red liquid flowing inside. There are also three cloud-like traces on the surface. This is the best Guiyuan Pill with three elixir patterns.

Chen Luo opened his mouth and swallowed the brand new Guiyuan Pill.

The elixir is like a living thing, melting in the mouth and turning into a dark red liquid that blends into the body. The scorching energy spread all the way to the stomach, the internal organs were ignited by the power of this pill, the foundation-building spiritual body emerged, and the spiritual power began to overflow.

call!

A ball of cyan spiritual energy was spit out by him, and the calm spiritual wind in the room appeared again, forming a new circle with his breath.

The medicinal power of this newly prepared elixir exceeds the combined spiritual power of the two previous elixirs, and the medicinal power is utilized to the extreme.

The Dan wall formed by the solidification of the spiritual dragon surged again, and the gaps that were not noticed before were further compacted. In his mind, part of the 'Inner Demon Golden Pill' extracted from the brain of the mummy began to operate on its own, and the power of the inner demon vaguely appeared in Chen Luo's eyes again.

Looking over, the world is gray.

Things on the physical level such as houses and stone walls disappeared, leaving only walking human-shaped flames. These flames are large or small, and a piece of information can be read with just a slight touch.

"I don't know where Grandpa Chen came from. To be treated so seriously by Grandma Grandma, he must be a big shot. It would be great if I could become his disciple. In this way, I can become the heir of the Mei family." , suppressing Mei Xu and Meji. '

In the nearest room, Chen Luo touched a flame and read a piece of information.

He is Meiqin's junior.

Chen Luo understood the identity of this 'fire'. The desire to be a disciple was not a demon in his heart, but this junior from the Mei family was doing it for fame and fortune. In this way, his desire was magnified into a demon in his heart. Chen Luo could see clearly in the inner demon art's vision.

Passing by the flame, Chen Luo looked at another larger human-shaped flame.

"Senior Brother Chen's strength is unpredictable. He may be able to form elixirs in the future. If I can become a Taoist couple with him, my status in the sect will definitely rise in the future, and the Mei family can also take a step forward."

Chen Luo didn't look closely, he glanced past the flames and looked outside.

‘I really made a lot of money today. I added so much water to the wine, but that idiot didn’t even taste it, so I got three taels of silver in vain. ’

'Yaowang City is nothing more than that. They couldn't identify my blood demon alchemy skills, and they certified me as a first-level alchemist.'

Dark thoughts flashed through me one after another.

Here Chen Luo saw all kinds of life and the darkness hidden under the bright smile. And these darknesses are the breeding ground for inner demons.

Chen Luo flew by silently, constantly extracting inner demons from these human-shaped flames.

Wisps of energy merged into the body. In this process, the bloody fake elixir in Chen Luo's body was purified step by step. In the end, the uneven surface of the elixir wall became smoother and smoother, and the 'elixir-forming seeds' in the center also began to emit. The bright light spreads out blood-colored meridians like a neural network, connecting to the blood-colored Danbi (end of this chapter)