I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

Taiyuan and Tailing are the two main peaks that Chen Luo has the least contact with among the Qionghua Sect.

Chen Luo also didn't expect to meet his fellow disciples here. No wonder the aura on his body was so strong, far beyond the comparison of previous casual cultivators. The two people on the opposite side also showed a wry smile. Before coming over, they made a series of plans to capture the person once they arrived.

Unexpectedly, after all the trouble, it turned out to be one of our own.

Chen Luo was also speechless.

The goal he had been planning for more than half a month had become a fellow disciple! With the Qionghua Sect's Sword Order here, a few of them would not be so stupid as to kill each other.

"Fang Jing, Qi Fei."

After sending away the confused Ling Tian next to them, the two exchanged their names with Chen Luo, and Chen Luo also introduced himself to them.

"When did Senior Brother Chen come in?"

After knowing that Chen Luo's cultivation level was higher than theirs, the two people immediately changed their names and called Chen Luo their senior brother. After chatting for a while, Qi Fei asked. She wanted to know if the ancestor had come. Only the seventh ancestor of Qionghua could break this ghost place and take them out.

"I walked in by accident."

"Is it a coincidence?" Qi Fei's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment.

"It's no wonder that senior brother appears suddenly."

The layout of Wenxin Town has been set long ago. In recent years, except for people from Qise Pavilion, almost no outsiders have come in.

"Do the seven Patriarchs know the whereabouts of Senior Brother?"

"have no idea."

Chen Luo shook his head, and then briefly talked to the two of them about the situation the sect was currently facing. The battles between various Nascent Soul Ancestors such as the Golden Light Cave, the Millennium Ancient Country, and the Spirit Pond are mixed in. There is also the master of the ghost temple, the Painted Skin Old Demon, hiding behind the scenes.

At the end, the disappointment on their faces became more and more obvious.

The more dangerous the situation outside, the less likely it is that the seven ancestors will notice this side.

"Can't you get out?"

Chen Luo could see something from the expressions of the two people.

"The two of us have been trapped here for three hundred years."

Fang Jing next to him gave a wry smile. As the true successors of the Qionghua Sect, how could he and Qi Fei have stayed in this place if they hadn't been trapped.

Three hundred years?

Chen Luo frowned.

It only took about ten years for Wenxin Town to become like this. How can it be said that it is three hundred years?

"It's not just Wenxin Town, the entire Yongye Kingdom is like this." Fang Jing explained as if he saw the doubts in Chen Luo's heart.

The entire Kingdom of Evernight! If it were a country, the scope of the impact of this change would be too large. How could such a large scale escape the supervision of the Qionghua faction?

"Do you know who did this?"

Chen Luo raised his head and gestured, wanting to ask the two of them if the source of this change was the 'god' in the sky.

"have no idea."

Fang Jing shook his head, he really didn't know.

During these years of being trapped, he had thought of many ways, and also tested the 'god' in the sky. The other party seemed to be a dead puppet, and would only send down punishment when it violated the 'rules'. Other than that, it would never show up. The body is as if it does not exist.

"Three hundred years ago, Junior Sister Qi and I sneaked into the ancient country to perform a sect mission. When we were about to complete the mission and prepare to return to the sect, the sky in this area suddenly became dark. After that, this place entered the eternal night and we could not leave. ”

"Suddenly dark?"

Chen Luo didn't quite understand. Fang Jing and Qi Fei were both true disciples of the Qionghua Sect and alchemy monks. Even if the ancestor of Nascent Soul takes action, they won't be able to see nothing.

"Just a moment."

Fang Jing smiled bitterly.

"I don't believe it myself. The feeling of suddenly turning dark is like someone covering the sky with a curtain, or someone putting it into a container."

While Fang Jing was describing the process, an idea suddenly popped up in his external brain.

‘Dongtian Gourd. ’

The brain of the Inner Demon Ancestor spoke an unfamiliar name with great certainty. The dragon's brain also fluctuated. The two Nascent Soul cultivators had been exposed to this thing during their lifetimes and had stored this memory deep in their brains.

The Cave Sky Gourd is their target.

It's a pity that they never found the real cave gourd until their death.

Opportunity to become a god!

Chen Luo suddenly understood. Whether it is the Qionghua Seventh Ancestor or the centipede spirit from the thousand-year-old country, they are all planning this thing. Not only them, the ancestors of the inner demon in the lower world, the fourth-level dragon looking for the dragon tomb, and even the former ancestor of the Golden Light Cave, the old demon Huapi, are all plotting it.

These people tried their best and tried every means but failed to find the true form of the 'Cave Sky Gourd'. This place operates with its own logic, and it is difficult for outsiders to find its location. If Chen Luo hadn't used Brother Changqing's brain, he wouldn't have been able to get in.

"How much ink have you collected?"

Since he can't get out, the problem will turn to the front. Since the three of them are from the same sect, there is a possibility of joining forces. Chen Luo always feels that if he wants to understand the secret of the 'Cave Sky Gourd', he must dye the color of the 'sky'.

Let yourself become the god of this painting and become the ‘god’ among ordinary people.

“There is still a long way to go before ‘spiritual energy becomes a lake’.”

The two of them each took out a small porcelain bottle. Chen Luo sensed a lot of ink smell from the porcelain bottle. The total amount of ink in the hands of two people is at least a thousand drops.

"Colors do not superimpose infinitely. After reaching a certain critical point, the growth momentum will slow down and it will lose its effect on us." After Fang Jing finished speaking, he handed the ink in his hand to Chen Luo.

After three hundred years of collecting, Fang Jing still has a lot of ink in his hands. For him now, the ink has lost its effectiveness.

They had walked the same path that Chen Luo was taking now.

After a hundred years of walking and reaching the critical point, changes will come.

Ink rain falls from the sky, washing away all traces.

A century-old business was ruined and we had to start all over again. After trying twice, the two of them gave up. After Wenxin Town was eroded, the two of them hid here immediately, preparing to take advantage of the blankness of the new place to seize more living space.

"It's raining from the sky?"

The 'painter' who has the inherent advantage will not watch their development. The reason why he is ignored now is because his threat level has not reached the level yet. 'Painting' is not as simple as Chen Luo thought. Wenxin Town can do this because this place has only been occupied for more than ten years. There are a lot of blanks on the 'picture scroll'. Even if there is 'color', it is newly stained. But it is different in other places. The Kingdom of Yongye has been contained in the Cave Sky Gourd for more than three hundred years. For such a long time, the color in front has already penetrated into the scroll itself. If you want to cover it, it cannot be done overnight. of.

"It's that cloud."

Fang Jing glanced at the ink clouds in the sky.

"Wenxin Town is pretty good, and you can meet some colorful people. My senior brother and I have been to the capital of Yongye Kingdom before, and that place has completely turned into black and white, with only tree people left."

"Senior brother, you just came in. These inks are still useful to you."

Next to him, Qi Fei also gave his own ink to Chen Luo, and more than a thousand drops were credited to his account at once, saving Chen Luo a lot of trouble.

"In the late stage of Dan Formation, after digesting this ink, it is very possible to go one step further and be promoted to a strong false infant with complete Dan Formation."

Knowing that the seventh ancestor of Qionghua would not come, the two placed all their hopes on Chen Luo.

This place cannot be broken by just relying on pill formation cultivation. Only Nascent Soul can enter and leave here. When the Yongye Kingdom fell in the past, they had seen the national teachers of the thousand-year-old kingdom leave.

"Fake Infant Monk? Yes, you can give it a try."

Chen Luo nodded. He did not tell the two of them his true strength. There was a big difference between the golden elixir and their blood elixir. He had even wounded the master of the Golden Light Cave, let alone the fake infant monk. As for the real Yuanying realm, Chen Luo is not sure yet.

In the realm of cultivating immortals, the Nascent Soul realm is the last step in accumulating spiritual energy. It has a life span of three thousand years and is respected as the True Monarch of Nascent Soul. It can control the vitality of a place of heaven and earth by using magical powers, call wind and rain, and move mountains and seas.

The two then talked a lot about Yongye Kingdom with Chen Luo.

The viewing angles of the two of them were high, and the content they saw was different from Ling Tian's. Through the two of them, Chen Luo knew the size of Yongye Kingdom.

There are ninety-nine cities in it!

Except for the Imperial City, the remaining ninety-eight cities have all been turned into "black and white paintings". The Wenxin Town where they are now is an area under the jurisdiction of one of the black and white cities.

After talking about the current situation of Yongye Kingdom, they also talked about a lot of ways to use ink. ‘Drawing’ is just the simplest way to use it, and the best way is to practice your magical powers. The power of magical powers with the addition of 'color' will become several times stronger. This increase is a great weapon for sword cultivators from the Qionghua Sect.

The two of them survived until now only with the sword in their hands.

Chen Luo listened quietly. The experiences of these two people were very strange. Many of the ideas they proposed were helpful to him, especially the method of using ink. From the perspective of mutual benefit and reciprocity, Chen Luo also gave a lot of advice to the two of them. Chen Luo, who has more than 500 external brains superimposed, is almost an all-rounder in cultivating immortals. No matter which field the two of them encounter problems, he All can be answered one by one.

This made the two of them admired greatly, and they even made a plan to use Qise Pavilion to help Chen Luo collect ink in the next period of time.

The three of them chatted for a while and didn't leave until dark.

Although it was pitch dark all around, the three of them all kept track of the time. Chen Luo used the ink he just got to 'draw' fireflies around the valley, using the insects to judge the time.

"Brother, please hurry up as much as possible. I feel like this place won't last long."

The two stood on the boat, and Qi Fei reminded Chen Luo.

In three hundred years, most areas of Yongye Kingdom have been reduced to black and white. A 'black and white ink painting' is about to be completed, and the 'failures' in their paintings will definitely be cleaned up the moment the painting is completed.

"rest assured."

Chen Luo nodded and watched the two people leave.

This time it was an unexpected blessing. I received more than a thousand drops of ink for nothing, as well as a subsequent supply of ink. Knowing some of the secrets of this place allowed him to revise the original plan.

"The first step is to deal with the 'rain of ink from the sky'."

Chen Luo turned around and returned to the theater. After casually arranging a task for Ling Tian, ​​he dismissed him. (End of chapter)