I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

Chen Luo nodded, indicating that he had remembered this sentence. He couldn't explain clearly about the external brain, so it was normal for Furukawa to say so.

"This is the Blood Infant Pill, only one was made."

Seeing that Chen Luo listened to his words, Furukawa took out a blood-red pill from the storage bag. The elixir was contained in a square jade box, and the elixir was wrapped in red gauze and placed in the middle. As soon as the lid of the box is opened, the strong medicinal fragrance spreads out.

The fourth level top elixir!

Furukawa spent a lot of effort to find someone to make it.

Refining Nascent Soul is taboo even in the upper world. An upright alchemist will never take on such a job. Only an evil alchemist will do such a thing that harms the harmony of heaven and earth. Although Furukawa himself is also an alchemist, he has never refined Nascent Soul and cannot refine it.

"Thank you, uncle."

After taking the elixir, Chen Luo solemnly thanked him.

He no longer owes Furukawa a single favor. If he came to Qionghua Sect to defraud some resources at first, now he really regards Furukawa as an elder. No matter which world he is in, he will never let down anyone who is willing to treat him wholeheartedly.

"Except for the quota in the sword washing pool, I have something for you to do."

Originally, Furukawa had no intention of arranging tasks for Chen Luo, but now that his cultivation has reached this point, Furukawa can only temporarily adjust the arrangements and explain in advance the opportunities prepared for him in the future. This will prevent you from forgetting about it after leaving the mountain for a while.

"Five days ago, someone discovered the whereabouts of the Centipede Spirit near the Golden Light Cave. We are preparing to solve this hidden danger in advance. The enemies in the Nascent Soul Realm are to be dealt with by Master Taiqing. What you have to deal with are the minions in the Core Formation Realm."

As he spoke, Furukawa gave several more details, asking Chen Luo to be careful not to face Nascent Soul head-on.

The Nascent Soul monks in Tiannan Region are different from the monks of Shiying Sect.

They have gone through inner demon tribulations, and each of them is a leader in their own class.

"Go to the Golden Light Cave?"

Chen Luo didn't really want to go. He had offended the master of Jinguang Cave before, but now he was like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth. This time he doesn't have so many spiritual talismans to scatter. Whether he can escape against the master of the Golden Light Cave is a question. I believe that the old guy will not give him another chance.

"This is an official mission. I arranged for you to go there because I want you to go to a place." Furukawa waved his sleeve and took out a map from his sleeve. It recorded a wild old forest full of miasma. The old forest There are a few blank spots in the middle, like several villages, with a small temple in the middle.

"There is an incomplete cave here. I went there once when I was making pills. There are a lot of materials in it for refining the Ningying Pill."

"I see."

Chen Luo took the drawing and instantly understood what Furukawa meant.

He is paving the way for himself.

The mission was just a cover-up. If it wasn't a critical moment, he would have wanted Chen Luo to pass by quietly. But that place was discovered by him and Taiqing together. They had made an agreement in the past that the medicine field belonged to both of them. Even if you send a disciple there, you have to go together.

Furukawa gave some more details to pay attention to, and only after meeting with Taiqing Patriarch's disciples did he let Chen Luo leave.

Return to your residence.

Chen Luo closed the door of the cave and activated the formation to block the perception from outside.

Closing his eyes, the brains of the strange beasts in the spiritual pool were mobilized by him again.

A violent and murderous aura hit his heart. The incomplete memories are basically all about eating and hunting, and the rest is about mating.

Chen Luo originally wanted to find some secrets to break through the divine transformation from the memory fragments of this strange beast, but he did not expect that the strange beast in the spirit pool turned out to be a strange beast that had not awakened its spiritual intelligence. All the memory fragments in it It’s the killing and primal instinct. Under this instinct, the alien beast has no idea how it becomes stronger, it just keeps 'eating, eating, eating'.

The last scene of the memory fragment is that the soul is shattered by a passing figure.

The corpse fell, and in a bloody accident, it was carried to Tiannan Territory by the bloody crack, and was finally buried at the bottom of the Lingchi, becoming Lingchi's trump card.

"This strange beast has no idea what cultivation is, but its use of the physical body has reached its limit."

Chen Luo recalled the killing moves of the alien beasts.

The external brain was active and began to help him extract useful parts of it. His body is different from that of an alien beast, and he cannot blindly learn the alien beast's moves, such as spikes, tail flicks, etc. There is no way to use these actions at all.

‘Use a hundred brains to summarize the moves of the alien beasts. ’

There are many memory fragments of the alien beast. I don’t know if it is because it has lived too long or for other reasons. These three memory fragments of his are longer than the years Chen Luo has been practicing. After refining, we should be able to find several Useful killing move.

When Chen Luo was practicing with peace of mind.

People from the Upper Realm Food Shadow Sect also used communication channels to find a chess piece that had been buried in advance. This chess piece was heading to the Cave Sky Gourd to investigate what happened there.

Taiqing Ancestor's disciples came to the door faster than Chen Luo expected.

Half a month later.

Chen Luo, who was practicing, was awakened by a golden communication talisman. The talisman paper had been folded into a small bird, which was outside the cave, slowly pecking at the stone wall with its beak.

Chen Luo stretched out his hand, and a stream of light flew out of his hand, taking the communication talisman bird into his hand.

‘To the southwest of Jinguang Cave, the Lingxin Temple gathers - Tang Wenyou. ’

A passage came to his mind.

"Tang Wenyou?"

This person should be the true disciple of Patriarch Taiqing. After the last trip to Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain, all the peaks have made up for the new true disciples. The main peak with many people was fine, but the new true successors on the main peak with less people were all unfamiliar, and this Tang Wenyou was one of them. Chen Luo had never heard of this person's name before.

Chen Luo stood up, gathered his aura, and put the talisman he had drawn casually during the retreat into a storage bag.

Drawing talismans and refining alchemy.

This is what he does every time he retreats.

He has now reached the third level of Talismanism and Alchemy, and the fourth level of formation. The worst thing is weapon refining. Chen Luo had collected the least amount of brains about this skill, and he didn't put much effort into studying it.

After leaving the mountain gate, Chen Luo's figure moved and turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky.

Spiritual Heart Temple.

Located to the southwest of Jinguang Cave, is a temple built by an unknown cultivator. The temple enshrines a spiritual beloved who was a casual cultivator two hundred years ago.

There are three villages next to Lingxin Temple.

They are Lingyan Village, Lingxiu Village and Lingjue Village. Each of these three villages has hundreds of people, and they gather together to bring prosperity to Lingxin Temple.

The temple director of Lingxin Temple is the most authoritative person in the local area.

It's raining lightly.

The patter of rainwater floated in the air. Miao Zhu sat in the hall and practiced with his eyes closed. He held a handle of floating dust in his right hand, and the other end was placed on the crook of his left arm. The white tail hung down his arm and extended to the edge of the futon. superior.

Duan Chen has been doing temple celebrations for sixty years.

He is eighty-nine years old and is the oldest person around. Living under the rule of Jinguangdong, it is very rare for ordinary people to be eighty years old, let alone a centenarian. Because of this, Duan Chen's authority in these three villages is so high, and everyone believes in him.

"Miao Zhu, the Li family's cow is also dead."

The young apprentice stumbled in, his face pale.

"I see."

Duan Chen held Fu Chen's hand tighter, but he did not look back and just continued to recite the scriptures. He had heard about what the disciple reported, and even went down the mountain to see it himself, but he could not find the source.

The deaths of poultry are not new.

But three years ago.

At first, only one or two families died, and some chickens and ducks were lost. Later, cats and dogs also died. The number also increased from one or two at the beginning to several or more than a dozen later. Until recently, after the death of chickens, ducks, cats and dogs, cows, an animal that is fundamental to the survival of the common people, began to die.

No one knows what will happen to the cow after it dies.

Duan Chen had no choice. He was not an immortal cultivator, he just knew some deceptive tricks. These small spells are done using talismans. There are not many talismans left in the temple now. It is difficult to protect yourself. How can you go down the mountain to save others?

"Did you find the person I asked you to look for in the town?"

Duan Chen's thoughts flashed and he brought the topic back. The top priority right now is to find someone to solve the problem. The person he asked his young apprentice to go to the town to find is the person who sold him the talisman paper. That person is the legendary immortal cultivator!

"The person has been brought back and is resting in the living room."

Only then did the young apprentice remember the business. When he passed Lingyan Village before, he saw the mess inside and forgot all about what his master had told him.

"Take me there quickly."

Duan Chen stood up all of a sudden, and the young apprentice was stunned for a moment when he saw this neat movement.

The two of them came to the pilgrim hall next to the temple one after another.

This is usually a place where only large donors are eligible to come and sit. The furniture inside is also very expensive. Famous calligraphy and paintings are hung on the walls, and there are Feng Shui fish in the corner, which is very particular.

When Duan Chen came in, he immediately saw the young man on the main seat.

This is a young man wearing a white gown. He has an ordinary appearance and a calm demeanor. He held a tea cup in his left hand, and the tea inside was steaming out. When Duan Chen and his apprentice came in, the young man was slowly sipping tea.

"Aren't you Mr. Weng?"

Duan Chen was stunned, and the hope in his eyes suddenly turned into disappointment.

The person he bought the talisman from was Mr. Weng in his mouth. Mr. Weng is a reclusive 'immortal'. In the mortal country governed by Jinguang Cave, immortal cultivators are isolated from mortals. Ordinary people will never meet an immortal cultivator in their lifetime. Duan Chen can only have this opportunity because of his own luck. . He kept this in mind and treated it as a secret that could be passed down to the next generation.

This time when Lingxin Temple encountered difficulties, the first thing he thought of was Mr. Weng.

It's a pity that Mr. Weng is an expert outside the world. He went to ask for help twice but the other party didn't agree. This time he asked his apprentice to go there with the idea of ​​giving it a try. Unexpectedly, the person came, but the one who came was not He wanted to invite Mr. Weng.

"I, Tang Wenyou, am a friend of Mr. Weng."

The young man put down the teacup in his hand with a smile on his face and said hello to the Miao Zhu master and apprentice who came in. His calm expression was as if he was at his own home.

"Where's Mr. Weng?"

Duan Chen was still a little unwilling.

"Mr. Weng doesn't have time. Regarding the Lingxin Temple's problems, I am enough." Tang Wenyou smiled, and the temple's attitude did not have any impact on him.

"hope so."

Duan Chen sighed, no longer holding out any hope.

"Sir, please tell me carefully what happened outside, so I can start solving the problem."

"To be specific, this matter started three years ago." (End of Chapter)