I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

Chen Luo flew down from the air, and the core-forming aura swept across the valley. In an instant, the energy of heaven and earth in the entire valley began to flow, and one after another translucent shadows looked towards him. Chen Luo opened his hand in mid-air, and violent thunder spread out from his palm.

Boom boom boom!

Yin thunder fell from the sky like an electric grid, sweeping across densely and chopping the shaking shadows below into powder. The rats that were foraging in the cracks in the rocks were also chopped into charred black. Their bodies were smoking, their limbs were trembling, and they were constantly exuding the aroma of meat.

These shadows are all ghosts made by Xue Ning, dead creatures attached to the ghost temple. Unless Chen Luo also seeks refuge in the ghost temple, these things will not obey his control. Xue Ning can't even use her brain because her body is already 'dead'.

There is no reason to keep things that cannot be used.

After the thunder passed, the place below suddenly became clear, and the shaking shadows disappeared. After falling to the ground, Chen Luo dispersed his consciousness.

"Innermost."

Xue Ning's mind emerged. Familiar scenes gave her the illusion of 'going home'. As Xue Ning's mind emerged, Chen Luo saw a completely different scene from before. The dilapidated abandoned temple disappeared, the sky turned gray-white, and the ruined temple became a gray-black building with raised eaves at the four corners. There were twisted yellow talismans on the sides, and red silk threads were connected to the eaves. The other end is at the spire at the top of the building. The yellow talismans that were supposed to be used to ward off evil were densely attached to these red silk threads, making them look particularly eerie.

‘Is this the ghost cultivator’s perspective? ’

It was the first time for Chen Luo to see this kind of perspective, which was very different from the induction of divine consciousness.

From the perspective of the ghost cultivator, Chen Luo saw a path that his spiritual consciousness could not detect. You can't walk on this road, you can only watch.

‘Ghosts build roads and can only enter by giving up the physical body. ’

‘It is not advisable for ghosts to cultivate the inferior vehicle. ’

The mummy's brain and the brain of the inner demon ancestor both appeared. The attitude of these two towards ghost cultivators is different from others. The reason why ghost cultivators can run rampant in the Seven Kingdoms is because the Tiannan Region lacks the means to deal with them. If placed in the upper realm where the inheritance is complete, the ghost temple may have been suppressed as soon as it emerged. The truly completed inheritance of the immortal way is mysterious and unpredictable. Until the final immortal way, there will be no inheritance like the Tiannan Territory, where there is no inheritance of individual gods. .

"Is this how the Ghost Temple crosses the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain?"

Chen Luo pondered for a while and walked to the end.

Here is a collapsed palace with a broken stone platform in front. Chen Luo walked into the hall. As soon as he entered, a circular formation appeared on the ground, and densely packed forbidden threads emerged from the air.

This place was where Xue Ning stored the loot from the Six Nations. Every day, low-level ghost cultivators would transport the looted items, and only a small amount was carried in the storage bag.

"Shimen Yin-Yang Rotating Array, no birth ban."

The hanged man's brain doesn't understand this formation, and neither does the restriction. But that didn't stop Chen Luo from using Xue Ning's brain to get in.

The restrictions were broken by him casually, and the places where he walked accurately landed on the birth gate of the formation, as if he had followed the steps thousands of times.

The sound of the heavy stone door.

A deep passage was revealed, and Chen Luo walked along the passage. Several restrictions and mechanisms appeared along the way, but they were all easily broken by 'Xue Ning' himself. These restrictions and formations were all arranged by herself, so it was naturally impossible for her to stumble.

In the square secret room, the corners are filled with densely packed spiritual stones.

Here, spiritual stones are randomly discarded in the corner like garbage. The cabinets on the side of the stone wall are all filled with precious materials, elixirs, spiritual talismans, and some exercises. The cabinets on the other side of the stone wall are filled with precious materials. There were bottles and jars filled with poisons snatched from the Nine Poison Valley and corpse puppets from the Corpse Raising Sect.

‘My corpse king! ’

The brain of the corpse-raising sect leader emerged. He recognized the contents of the coffin at a glance. It was the Corpse King that he had spent a lifetime refining.

"We have the materials to repair the Corpse King."

Chen Luo waved his sleeves and put all these things into his sleeves, and finally turned his attention to the painting hanging on the wall in front of him.

An ink painting.

The painting shows a dilapidated old temple. The temple is old and somewhat resembles the Tushan Temple. There are two plaques hanging on the left and right. The writing on them is mottled and cannot be read clearly. The plaque directly above reads the three characters "Eternal Life Temple". There is a black stone next to the temple with a few weeds growing on it. The right side is smooth and flat, with densely written scriptures written on it.

A figure wearing a monk's robe sat cross-legged on the stone. Although it was a still figure, it felt like he was preaching.

Hazy ghosts surrounded the audience below, and among the cracks between the stones, there were some insects listening. A centipede with half of its head sticking out was among them.

"Sutra of Bitter Sea"

Chen Luo saw clearly the name of the scripture.

‘What Ge Xian wrote is the supreme and wonderful method of Taoism. ’

Among the external brains, the mummy brain rarely gave an unprecedented evaluation. The moment it saw the scroll, the corresponding memory automatically emerged in the mummy brain. This made Chen Luo very surprised, and at the same time he made speculations about the origin of the national master of the thousand-year-old country.

"Could the centipede in the painting be the national master?"

Recalling the saying "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, only when you turn around" is the most common saying in ancient countries with thousands of years of history, Chen Luo felt more and more that this guess was correct. That centipede, like the ancestor of the inner demon, came down from the upper realm, and its heels were extraordinary. No wonder it can occupy such a large area and compete with the Qionghua Seventh Ancestor.

‘This is the technique. ’

In Xue Ning's mind, the corresponding memory emerged. From the ghost cultivator's perspective, the painting seen was a different scene, with no people or objects on it. It is a secret method of ghost cultivation that can be practiced directly to the Nascent Soul! Xue Ning knew this secret, so he joined the ghost temple and switched to this technique.

From this point of view, Xue Ning can be regarded as the descendant of the Millennium Centipede Spirit. It is not surprising that the disciples and grandsons of the 'immortal' in the painting can practice the skills on the painting.

"Ghost cultivation technique?"

Chen Luo felt something was wrong.

The speaker was an immortal from the upper world. How could the skills he inherited be limited to ghost cultivation? It must be the wrong direction. Putting away the scroll, Chen Luo looked at the other side. There is a purple bottle next to it.

There is some glazed liquid inside.

These liquids are the soul liquid that Xue Ning has used the ghost temple to refine over the years. It's just such a small bottle, and I don't know how many people were killed to make it. Touching the bottle with your hand, you can feel the extremely cold breath coming from the bottle, and the cold touch directly touches the soul.

"The evil cultivators will harm the world, so let me suffer this calamity."

Chen Luo put the bottle away compassionately.

After that, he searched carefully in the secret room, and finally did not miss the spiritual stones on the ground. He even scraped up the ground, rolled it into his sleeves, and then turned into a black light and returned to the fairy gate.

A few years later.

The Seven Kingdoms were reshuffled, and most of the original royal families of the Seven Kingdoms were killed by the Ghost Temple, leaving only the She Kingdom intact. Under the leadership of Shenhu Xianmen, the Seven Kingdoms were officially unified. The royal family of the She Kingdom climbed to the top and changed the name of the country to "Cang", which means to unify the great country and face the Canghai Sea in the north.

After Emperor Cang ascended the throne, the first thing he did was to honor Zhenren Wuwei, the master of Shenhu Immortal Sect, as the 'Great Immortal Master', and named Chen Luo as 'Zhensheng Zhenren'. The emperor claimed to be Zhenren's disciple.

Later, he ordered people to write a large number of books praising the legend of "immortal".

As the only direct disciple of Zhenren Wuwei, Chen Luo is also a Zhenren-level powerhouse, so he is naturally the ‘core figure’ of the legend. Under the effect of this kind of publicity, Heishan Village, Chen Luo's birthplace, suddenly became a holy place. Countless literati and poets who longed for immortality came here, hoping to get a taste of immortality. Now Heishan Village is no longer as poor as it used to be, and no one dares to come here to collect taxes anymore. A large number of houses have been built outside the mountain, and many dignitaries have sent their children here, hoping that when they are born in the future, they will be able to pass away as a villager in Heishan Village.

In this case, joining the Immortal Sect will give you extra benefits, and you can stay on the mountain even if your spiritual root qualifications are one level lower.

"This is Heishan Village?"

Several figures flew down from the sky, looking at the barren mountain village in front of them, a trace of suspicion flashed in their eyes. This place is very ordinary, with thin spiritual energy and a very remote location. It has nothing to do with the ‘Eternal Life Master’.

Five years have passed since the Ghost Cultivator Rebellion. Within five years, the world of Immortal Cultivators in the Seven Kingdoms has been restored. The surviving immortal cultivators returned to their sect and began to reorganize the order of the immortal cultivating world in the Seven Kingdoms. With the presence of Master Wuwei, the founder of the Pill Formation, the order of the world of immortality will not change much.

As a pill-forming monk, Chen Luo is still a disciple of Master Wuwei, but his status is the same as that of the master. Immortal cultivators who have witnessed the ravages of ghost cultivators in the past know better than anyone else the strength of Chen Luo, the little-known ‘Immortal Master’. With the power of one person, he ended the chaos in the ghost temple and killed the enemies that the three ancestors of the Pill Formation could not defeat together. From the fact that Emperor Cang named him Immortal Immortal, it can be seen that in the eyes of the Cang royal family, Chen Luo was the immortal cultivator who truly had the hope of 'immortality'.

"Go in and take a look, maybe there's something else inside."

A group of people walked into the village.

After several years of development, the formerly barren village has turned into a prosperous town. If it weren't for the fear of destroying the original structure of Heishan Village, it is estimated that this place has been expanded into a city. In a world with the background of cultivating immortals, building a city is not unimaginable, and the speed of construction is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Several people walked into the village and found that the streets inside were very clean and many houses were newly built.

"There is a restaurant over there, go inside and ask about it."

The leader, Lu Kuang, withdrew his consciousness and frowned slightly. He just sensed it and found that there were very few immortal cultivators in Heishan Village. Counting the five of them, there were only about twenty. Most of them are in the Qi Refining Realm, and there is only one person building the foundation.

"Be careful, it's definitely not easy to kill Xue Ning."

The middle-aged monk with the strongest consciousness among the five sent a message to remind them.

Several people walked into the inn.

It was unexpectedly lively inside, filled with guests, and there was a high platform in the middle. A man was sitting on a high stool, telling the story of the battle between the 'Changsheng Zhenren' and the ghost cultivator. The scenes of the fight were vividly told, as if they were witnessed with one's own eyes.

Lu Kuang and his four brothers also listened for a while, but soon realized the problem inside.

The storyteller told it very carefully, but the process was basically made up. He didn't even know the basic process of immortal cultivators fighting. Many things were made up based on the fighting methods of warriors. (End of chapter)