I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

A dilapidated kitchen, an old servant carrying a bloody kitchen knife. He was wearing gray clothes and a heather-gray apron in front of him. His wrinkled old face looked particularly weird.

"A puppet you made?"

Chen Luo looked at this man with his spiritual consciousness, and his active external brain made his aura constantly change. Like the old servant holding the knife in front of him, he did not look like a righteous monk, and there was an evil aura about him. Not to mention the old servant across from him, his whole body was filled with blood and evil spirit.

"The food will be ready soon, but this time, we won't invite guests to sit down."

The old servant did not respond to Chen Luo's words and continued to speak with a smile.

Not invited to sit down? Chen Luo thought about the meaning of the old guy's words and what the 'dish' in his mouth was.

Can't see through.

This old guy is even weirder than the previous actor. The most important thing is that he feels a threat from this person, which is something that the previous actor did not possess.

'puppet. ’

The mummy brain came to a conclusion neatly.

Or a puppet?

Chen Luo really didn't expect this time that the guy who made the puppet was so cautious and never had direct contact with people. As long as the ones who came out were all puppets. This person maximizes the advantages of a puppet monk and never puts himself in danger. Compared with him, the level of actors is obviously much lower. Everyone is a 'deviant', but they are not on the same level. The actor is a bandit who robs homes and houses, and the puppet monk is obviously engaged in big business.

After understanding that the other party was a puppet, Chen Luo stopped looking at him.

He followed the damage on the wall and finally found the node, which was the well in the backyard.

‘Yin and Yang rotate, after thirteen breaths. ’

With more than four hundred brains processing together, the mummy brain successfully calculated the opportunity to leave. Chen Luo walked in from the damaged hole and stood by the well silently counting the time. The old servant holding the knife did not look at him anymore and continued to resume his actions. He turned around and started chopping meat.

The two do not interfere with each other.

Thirteen breaths later, Chen Luo moved his feet and stepped into the well.

The bright sunshine shone down from above.

It's daylight outside.

Chen Luo stood on the stone steps at the entrance to the foot of Fox Mountain. The town at the foot of the mountain was operating normally. Ordinary people in the town were still living as usual. Everything was the same as in memory. The only difference was that the inn was gone. .

Gu Changkong and the three people who stayed in the inn never came back.

The three alchemy fellows invited by Granny Hu were taken away by the inn before they could reach the mountain.

"Disappeared?"

Chen Luo turned around and looked at the path behind him. His consciousness dispersed. There was no change in the inn in the town. The waiters were soliciting customers and the drinkers were noisy inside. The only difference was that these people were no longer puppets. But real people.

Such a big inn appeared out of thin air and then disappeared out of thin air. No one knew when it came and when it left.

“It’s not like everything has disappeared.”

Chen Luo raised his head and looked at Hu Mountain behind him. The brain of the Inner Demon Ancestor suddenly became active. He sensed his stumps on the mountain.

'My right hand. ’

The inner demon ancestor's brain conveyed a trace of desire.

He thought of many ways to absorb his own power.

The mountain road on Fox Mountain is very rugged and winding, extending all the way to the top of the mountain above the clouds with no end in sight. The steps are very clean, with long blue ashlar bricks, and the pavement is clean and tidy, with not even a fallen leaf.

This trip to the demon clan greatly exceeded Chen Luo's expectations.

First there was Jinsheng Inn, and then there were the corpses of the ancestors of the inner demons. He wanted to know what else was on the mountain, and whether the ancestors of the fox clan he wanted to worship had been taken away.

time flies.

After walking for about half a quarter of an hour, the surrounding restrictions and formations became more and more complex. Except for the mountain road, the other areas of Fox Mountain were all places of death. Chen Luo and his party at the inn had improved their formation level a lot. Several outstanding The formation master's brain has grown.

From the changes in the surroundings, four types of formations are roughly analyzed: illusion, absolute, killing, and trapping. Each of them is at the third level and up. The one that controls these formations is a higher-level formation. Starting from the third level, formations no longer exist alone. The most commonly used formations by third-level formation mages are combined formations and superimposed formations. The large formation on Fox Mountain is the most typical example.

The scene on both sides of the road became increasingly blurry, and the swaying trees turned into fiery red hair. If you looked closely, you could see some poisonous insects shuttled among them.

The higher you go, the stronger the mountain wind becomes.

The sky also turned orange-red, and when he was approaching the Fox Mountain platform, Chen Luo smelled a pungent smell of blood. The surrounding temperature also slowly dropped. The same freezing rain as at Jinsheng Inn appeared on the mountain. The steps under my feet became extremely smooth. If I looked carefully, I found that the bluestone steps had already been frozen for three feet.

Chen Luo stepped on the thick ice and stepped onto the platform of Fox Mountain step by step.

The empty platform in my memory was now littered with seven or eight corpses. There were all kinds of monsters, including tiger monsters, wolf monsters, snake monsters, dog monsters, and even Chen Luo, the scorpion spirit, saw two. The auras of these monster cultivator corpses are not weak, and they are basically second-level monsters.

Chen Luo walked to the nearest dog demon and took a closer look.

The dog demon's corpse was covered with a layer of solid ice. The corpse was extremely cold and hard, and when struck on it, it made a crisp sound like a solid stone.

"He has been dead for at least ten days."

Chen Luo stretched out his hand and pressed it on the dog demon's head, and a ray of bad luck flowed into the palm of his hand.

‘After contact with the brain waves of a dead person, the damage degree is 70%. Do you want to read it? ’

The degree of damage was beyond imagination.

The corpse was only ten days old and had 70% of its brain damaged. Afterwards, Chen Luo collected all the brains of several other corpses. As a result, all the brains were the same as those of the dog demon, with 70% damage. This means that their souls were searched before they died.

"It doesn't seem to be the work of the inn. Did someone take advantage of the 'Jinsheng Inn'?"

Chen Luo observed carefully for a moment, summoned Xue Ning's brain, and pointed it at the center of the dog demon's eyebrows.

"The soul returns."

Ghost cultivation methods can work wonders at certain times. In the Tiannan Region, ghost cultivation inheritance is very rare. Except for the ghost temple, almost no one in other places has heard of this inheritance, let alone how to deal with them. In the eyes of the monks from the Tiannan Region, ghost cultivators are soul cultivators and madmen who refine soul banners.

But in fact, soul cultivators are humans, while ghost cultivators are not humans.

This misunderstanding has led to the Ghost Temple being very powerful in the Tiannan Territory. They are not afraid of anything except the sword madman who dares to cut anything.

A wisp of breath emerged from the corpse. The breath was erratic and he slowly stood up, forming a translucent shadow in front of Chen Luo. Different from the remnant souls of normal foundation-building monks, this time the remnant souls were very erratic and their eyes were dull.

"Even the soul was shattered?"

Chen Luo discovered the problem, and the imperfection in front of him had been destroyed using soul cultivation techniques. He tried asking a few questions, but the other party got no response. This result made Chen Luo a little disappointed. He stretched out his hand and tried to put away the remnant soul, but before his hand came close, the dog demon's weak remnant soul was like a candle blown by the wind. After shaking twice, it turned into a Dust and sand.

After that, Chen Luo tried to recruit all the ghosts of the corpses around the platform, but the result was the same. Although the people who destroyed this place did not understand ghost cultivation methods, they were very skilled in soul cultivation techniques. The remaining ghosts were not at all There is no way to condense it.

Putting these corpses into the storage bag, Chen Luo glanced at the cave behind.

Behind this is the training ground of the Fox Clan.

The last time Su Linlin brought him here, he had entered it. That time he met Granny Hu and Senior Gu in the cave.

Arriving at the entrance, the heavy stone door suddenly collapsed.

boom! !

After the dust cleared, a body hung by a red rope swung out. The shriveled corpse was dressed in black clothes, with a red rope hanging from its neck, and its body was swaying back and forth.

Chen Luo's pupils shrank slightly.

He recognized the body. This person was none other than the Fox Clan's Pill Formation 'Grandma Hu' who invited him over. The dignified alchemy monk, the Dinghai Shenzhen of the clan, died like this, and his body was still hung behind the gate. If the stone gate hadn't collapsed, Chen Luo might not have seen it until he entered.

The corpse was swaying in the wind. Granny Hu had a pair of blood-red eyes open, her face was full of resentment, and dried black blood remained at the corner of her mouth, as if she was saying something.

This body had been dead for at least three months, possibly even longer.

The lifespan of a pill-forming monk is long, not to mention Granny Hu as a demon clan. Even if such a powerful being dies, her body will not change in a short period of time. The breath of the corpse in front of me was dry, and there was no demonic aura on it. Only the strong resentment was left. It was unclear whether the internal organs were still there. Maybe it had been eaten into an empty shell long ago.

only

‘If Granny Hu had died long ago, who was the one who sent the distress letter? ’

Not only Chen Luo, but also Gu Changkong and Sikong Bo came to Hushan after receiving a distress letter. Behind this, it was clear that someone was using the Fox clan as bait and kept fishing.

Chen Luo did not touch the body. He stood at the entrance of the cave and felt a creepy feeling in his heart.

The entrance to the Fox Clan cave that had been entered once before now looked like the mouth of a great demon. Granny Hu's body was the bait the other party hung on the fishhook. After learning the Dharma for this life at the ‘Inn’, this feeling became stronger than ever.

"There's someone in there."

Chen Luo took two steps back. This time he was not even prepared to give up. The Fox Clan's ancestral land can be worshiped at any time. There is no need to be stuck at this time. I believe the ancestors of the Fox Clan can also understand.

‘The breath of space. ’

'The mutilated body is inside. ’

Thoughts appeared in the brain of the mummy and the brain of the inner demon ancestor at the same time.

"The empty world?"

Chen Luo remembered the previous experience of overcoming the tribulation. That time he sensed this breath in the tribulation cloud. The second bone pattern 'thunder' on his body was the brain of the mummy caught through the cracks in the sky during the tribulation. from. Now that they met again, the mummy's brain did not remind him that he had a chance, but kept sending him dangerous messages.

"Is there something from the Sky Realm coming over?"

Chen Luo stood in the situation he already knew and speculated on the situation in front of him.

call.

A gust of wind blew out of the cave. The cold wind was biting and mixed with a lot of cold air. Chen Luo immediately borrowed the energy of heaven and earth around him to protect himself, but even so, a thick layer of frost condensed on the outside of his body.

On the platform floor and the steps near the top of the mountain, an additional layer of ice has been eroded by the cold air. The surrounding fiery red plants were also frozen, the trees no longer swayed, their color changed from fiery red to blue-black, and the cold air permeated the area.