I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

It was still silent outside.

The cold wind blew, making a rustling sound.

At this time, the expressions of everyone in the courtyard changed, and the expression on the face of the corpse-raising sect leader also became solemn. He tested it just now and found that his spiritual consciousness could not spread outside the courtyard wall.

This situation is definitely not normal.

The ability to block the spiritual consciousness of him, a pill-forming monk, was by no means an ordinary method. It was most likely a high-level magical power.

"Elder Xi Tao is still outside. Even if he meets the sect master, there is no way he won't be able to make a sound." The elder who spoke said solemnly.

"I'll go out and take a look."

The elder of the Corpse Raising Sect closest to the door spoke. This is the territory of the Corpse Raising Sect. With the sect leader, the alchemy monk, here, there won't be any big problems. It's a good time to perform meritorious service.

clang

The lid of the coffin next to it fell to the side, and a zombie with a dark iron color stood upright. He tapped his feet lightly inside the coffin and landed lightly next to the elder. They are all corpse cultivators, so it is naturally impossible for them to go out alone to deal with the enemy.

Under the control of the zombie refining elder, the zombie flew to the door and opened the door with stiff arms.

A gust of cold air rolled in from outside.

It was quiet outside, and the moonlight was shining down. It looked no different from the past. This elder was very cautious. He first controlled the corpse to fly out.

As a result, no abnormality was encountered, and no enemy was detected under the induction of spiritual consciousness. Other elders and the leader of the Corpse Raising Sect also saw this scene. Seeing that the sect master didn't speak, the elder controlled the iron corpse and walked out of the yard in one step.

"Who is that?! Hide your head and show your tail, come out!!"

After leaving the gate, the elder did not stay away, but transmitted his voice through his magic power.

"Let me go out and take a look too."

While they were talking, three more elders summoned the corpse refiners and followed them out.

When four people work together, they can take care of each other when encountering problems.

The leader of the Corpse Raising Sect was sitting inside, and the gray air flow controlled by his eyebrows fluctuated. This familiar feeling made him feel danger, but for a while he couldn't find the source. The spirit was frantically warning him that there was danger nearby.

"Send a message to Master Wuwei and the Nine Poison Old Ghost."

The leader of the Corpse Raising Sect turned to the elder beside him and said. The strange thing is that after he said these words, the elder next to him did not respond to him.

Take a closer look and see if there are any elders nearby? What was standing was clearly a strange refining corpse.

The corpse looked directly at him.

Outside.

The four elders who walked out of the yard controlled the corpse refining and began to search around. Four people and four corpses looked particularly cold in this empty outer courtyard. The elder who came out first walked to the side room where the disciples lived next to him, controlled the corpse refiner and pushed the door open.

squeak

The wooden door opened in response, but there was no one inside.

"Strange, even if it disappears, it won't be so clean."

The elder frowned and pondered, turning back to look at the three elders behind him.

"Three."

The three corpse-raising sect elders who walked out of the courtyard with him before disappeared. Only three unconscious zombies were left standing alone in the courtyard. The cold moonlight fell down, making people feel numb in their hearts.

Where are people?

"Elder Zhixiao, Elder Xikui?"

The elder tried to shout.

No one responded.

He dispersed his consciousness and carefully observed where the three corpse puppets were standing. As a result, nothing was found. Three corpse puppets stood aside, proving that there were indeed three elders here before.

The elder felt a chill in his heart and instinctively wanted to return to the small courtyard.

He summoned the corpse refining back and asked the corpse refining to protect him. At the same time, he used his true energy to circulate at the fastest speed, hoping to return him to the courtyard and to his sect master.

Being able to make the three foundation-building elders disappear silently means that the other party has mastered power beyond the foundation-building realm. Only a real person like the sect leader can deal with it!

"quick!"

That is, a distance of about ten steps, a distance that can usually be spanned with a single thought, seems to have become extremely far away at this moment. The stiff iron corpse followed him closely to protect him. At first, the elder didn't feel any problem, but when he came to his senses, the iron corpse was only one step away from him.

This unusual change made the elder aware of the change.

He quickly activated his skills and made the corpse puppet stop.

"Certainly!"

With the movement of the technique, the corpse puppet stopped instantly, but strangely, the stiff corpse face actually grinned. The penetrating smile was particularly eerie under the moonlight, and even the elders of the Corpse Raising Sect, who had been dealing with corpses all year round, felt fear.

Why are you laughing?

This thing is just a zombie!

Some kind of invisible force was penetrating. In a place where the corpse-raising sect elder could not sense, wisps of strange aura blended into his body, constantly amplifying his emotions.

Finally, he returned to the steps.

He slammed open the wooden door that was closed by someone who didn't know who, and shouted to the sect master in the courtyard.

"Sect Master, there is something outside."

Before he finished speaking, he only felt a flash in front of his eyes. In his line of sight, a wrinkled corpse face suddenly appeared. This zombie's skin is like tree bark, its fangs are exposed, and its eyes are deeply sunk. There was a silver-gray glow underneath the skin, which looked quite familiar.

The elder turned his head for a long time before slowly remembering.

‘This is the sect master’s silver-armored corpse king. ’

But why does the sect leader's silver-armored corpse king also have expressions? Sweat broke out on his forehead, and he slowly raised his head and looked into the courtyard, trying to find the figure of the sect leader.

Where is the sect leader?

A gust of wind blew by.

The courtyard was empty. The leader of the Corpse Raising Sect and all the elders who were waiting in the courtyard were all gone. Quietly, just like the three elders outside. Before the elder could make a sound in fear, a shadow enveloped him, and a "clatter" sound came from the darkness, as if someone was turning the pages of a book.

The moonlight was still shining, and the entire mountain peak was empty, not even a trace of corpses.

Chen Luo flew very fast.

After forming the elixir, his mana continued to flow. The spiritual power 'points' gathered to ten drops, and the color turned into the color of jasper, very much like the legendary 'Golden Elixir and Jade Liquid'.

Under the effect of ten drops of jade liquid, Chen Luo felt that the connection between himself and the vitality of heaven and earth became increasingly clear. When you are in the foundation building state, flying with the sword consumes your own mana, but after forming the pill, flying no longer consumes it. The energy of the surrounding heaven and earth will make up for the consumption of the real person who formed the core. Not only will there be no consumption during the flight, but it can also stabilize one's own power. Cultivation.

After mastering the second pattern of Demonic Bone Array Pattern Technique, Chen Luo's body has been changing.

Weird veins appeared on the body of the pill-forming body, and the whole person exuded a ferocious evil spirit. The last demonic energy provided by Thousand-Eyed Centipede helped him a lot. Now he is like a wild monster, intimidating.

"Just in time to go back and see Master."

The power of the ancestor Jiedan swept across the sky, and his whole body turned into a rainbow light, and he returned to the Shenhu Immortal Sect in just half a day.

Falling back to Wu Dao Peak, Chen Luo saw the crane Chengfeng at the foot of the mountain at a glance.

His cultivation is still at the early stage of foundation building.

Monsters have a long lifespan, but their cultivation is also very slow. At sixty years old, Chen Luo is just a little baby in Xianhe Chengfeng's eyes.

"I don't know, senior."

The crane flapped its wings in the wind and flew to the nearby rock, looking at Chen Luo who fell from the sky with fear on his face. In his eyes, Chen Luo was an unparalleled demon, and his whole body was filled with exaggerated demonic aura. Although it has a human form, it must have taken the form of a demon clan.

"Nephew Chengfeng, long time no see."

Chen Luo's face was full of joking. The last time he came back, Xianhe Chengfeng told him not to call him uncle, but to call him senior brother. Now that he has been promoted to Master Jiedan, it is natural for him to be called Master Nephew.

"Who are you."

Xianhe Chengfeng's face was full of doubts, and the foundation-building monks who had been away for hundreds of years kept flashing in his mind. But after thinking about it, no one could match him. The demonic power in the opponent's body was extremely exaggerated. If there was such a sect member, he would definitely remember it.

"Uncle Chengfeng, senior brother Chengfeng, and nephew Chengfeng. Haha!!"

Chen Luo laughed loudly, and his figure flashed, turning into a stream of light and flying towards the Enlightenment Peak on the top of the mountain.

When Xianhe Chengfeng heard this, he was stunned, and a certain junior who had started decades ago suddenly appeared in his mind. The junior Qi refiner who was casually rescued by him during the sect mission. Later, this person succeeded in building the foundation and became the elder of Wu Dao Peak, and his seniority also became his 'junior brother'. But how many years has this person practiced? Less than a hundred years!

Can you form an elixir in less than a hundred years?

impossible?

Definitely not that junior. But, if it’s not this person, who is it?

Xianhe Chengfeng was confused for a moment, stopped where he was and began to recall all the people in his past memory.

The peak of enlightenment.

Master Wuwei's face was full of exhaustion, and Bai Su beside him was still wearing white clothes. Compared to before, her aura was much more restrained, and her realm had also crossed from the Qi Refining Realm to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Next to them, Huang Ying and two unfamiliar foundation-building monks were sitting in the hall. These five people are now the strongest members of the Shenhu Immortal Sect.

The ghost temple appeared too suddenly.

In less than ten years, it eroded the land of the Six Kingdoms and compressed the Corpse Raising Sect and the Nine Poison Valley to the vicinity of the Immortal Sect. Only the three major sects could barely resist by joining forces. All this must be attributed to Wuwei Zhenren!

After Chen Luo gave him the black stone secret technique and some evil cultivation techniques, he successfully formed an elixir. In one fell swoop, he condensed a red elixir that was higher than the blood elixir. It was with this strength that he blocked the erosion of the ghost temple and saved the last place of Shenhu Xianmen and Sheguo.

But now, Chi Dan's strength can no longer withstand it. The ghost temple's cultivation method is very strange. The more creatures it erodes, the stronger they become. The six countries that originally belonged to the Corpse Raising Sect and the Nine Poison Valley were occupied by them as long as they had spiritual veins. The immortal cultivators inside were all assimilated into ghost cultivators by them. After absorbing so many people, the leading ghost cultivator had grown to an exaggerated level.

The last time they fought, the three of them could only barely repel it.

".If even the sect leader can't stop it next time, what should we do?"

An elder expressed his opinion worriedly.

"The ghost temple is related to the ancestor of the inner demon. The source of that power is not from our world."

As the 'descendant' of the ancestor of the inner demon, Master Wuwei understands the ancestor of the inner demon better than anyone else. It is precisely because of understanding that we can understand the horror of the inner demon ancestor.

"Leave if you can't beat them. Now the disciples of the Immortal Sect have almost dispersed. We can't beat them, so why can't we escape?" Bai Su said.

"No, you can go to the evil cultivator to find Xiao Luo. With his qualifications, he will definitely be able to form elixirs within fifty years. You go to his place, and I will do the same."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"What do you want from me?"

While several people were arguing, a figure flew in from outside and walked into the hall.

It was Chen Luo who had just flown up the mountain from Xianhe Chengfeng. (End of chapter)