I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

Sudden rain forest.

Han Lin stabbed the wolf demon's neck with a sword, blood splashed on his face, and a trace of ferocity appeared on his handsome face. Next to him, two beautiful female cultivators were worried. One of them, a female cultivator in a red dress, was actually a Jindan cultivator. The wolf demon was just fixed by her magical power, so Han Lin had the opportunity to kill it with one blow!

"It's done!"

Han Lin dug out the wolf demon's demon pill, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes.

As long as he gets this demon pill, he can devour the energy in it, rely on this energy as the foundation, and advance to the late stage of foundation building!

Devouring monsters is Han Lin's biggest secret. The secret method comes from the upper realm and was obtained by Han Lin in a dream. He is a waste of seven attributes. With this secret method, he has reached the middle stage of foundation building in less than a hundred years! This speed of practice is not inferior to those of the direct disciples of those big sects.

It is precisely because of this that so many people are optimistic about him.

It is extremely difficult for casual cultivators to rise like raising Gu. But once someone stands out, there is a high probability that this person will soar to the sky and become a big figure in the world of immortal cultivation. Those who invested in Han Lin all had similar ideas, and the women who followed him were also betting on his future.

"Brother Han, are you okay?"

The two female cultivators flew over quickly. The female cultivator in the Jindan realm also had a slight fluctuation in her eyes when facing Han Lin, but she hid it better than the other female cultivator. Looking at the two confidantes, Han Lin felt relieved. He was able to kill the wolf demon this time, and the two confidantes made a great effort, especially Zhao Feifei, whose strength in the Jindan realm helped a lot.

"I'm fine, thanks to this time."

Halfway through the words, Han Lin, who was about to comfort the two female companions, suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart. A death threat beyond his cognition emerged in his heart.

A circle of translucent ripples suddenly appeared above the void where the three were. A wisp of black air escaped from the ripples.

A translucent palm stretched out from it, and the index finger pointed at Han Lin's brow.

Danger!

Danger!

Danger!

Han Lin smelled the breath of death for the first time. He had no idea where the attack came from, and he didn't even know who attacked him.

"Is it a curse?!"

Zhao Feifei was a Jindan cultivator. She saw the problem at the first time, but even she, a Jindan Zhenren, couldn't move when facing this hand, and couldn't even get close. The surrounding heaven and earth energy was all frozen, and the three of them were like insects trapped in amber.

"Nascent Soul! It was the True Lord of the Nascent Soul who attacked."

Zhao Feifei's eyes flashed with despair. Only a Jindan Zhenren would understand the horror of the True Lord of the Nascent Soul, because they could see it, so they knew it. In comparison, Han Lin and another female cultivator only felt that the other party was very strong, but they had no idea how strong they were.

"It must be the Qionghua Sect! Brother Han, run quickly."

The female cultivator of the Foundation Establishment Realm was anxious and shouted at Han Lin. Han Lin, who was controlled, had red eyes. He also wanted to run, but he couldn't.

At this moment, let alone running away, he even had difficulty speaking.

But he knew he had to do something, otherwise he would really die. At the critical moment, Han Lin crushed the life-saving talisman on his body. This talisman was given by the "immortal" who "sent a dream". He had relied on this talisman to snatch the third-level magic weapon from the hands of the Thousand Stars Patriarch in the sea area before. Afterwards, it was the talisman that led him to escape from the pursuit of the Thousand Stars Patriarch and came to the Tiannan Region.

As soon as the talisman was broken, a circle of translucent light curtain protected Han Lin's body, but it did not take him away directly like in the sea area.

Is the gap between Yuanying and Jindan so big?

Han Lin, who realized that he could not escape, was anxious and regretted his previous behavior of speaking harshly to the Qionghua Sect. He did not expect that the Qionghua Sect would be so shameless. The ancestor-level existence directly attacked him, a foundation-building cultivator, and completely ignored his status in the world of immortal cultivation. It's just that things have developed to this point, and regret is useless, so he is ready to change a method.

Provoke.

Big people care about face very much.

Starting from this angle, maybe you can survive!

Han Lin raised his head and looked in the direction of the ripples. He could feel the connection in that direction, which was also the characteristic of the curse. The curser and the cursed would be connected and sense each other.

"Ancestor Qionghua, dare you give me thirty years?"

Puff!

A crack suddenly appeared on Han Lin's neck, and in the blink of an eye, he heard a "bang", and his head flew out strangely, and his fingers followed closely, and Han Lin's headless body was crushed into bloody and fleshy residue by his fingers.

He died so cleanly that he didn't even struggle, and the other party didn't intend to listen to his nonsense from beginning to end.

"Brother Han!!!"

Watching Han Lin die in front of them, his two confidantes were heartbroken, and one of them had a crazy expression on her face and shouted at the ripples in the air.

"You actually killed Brother Han! I swear here that as long as I am alive, I will definitely destroy the mountain gate of your Qionghua Sect and cut off your inheritance."

"No, don't!"

A trace of fear flashed in Zhao Feifei's eyes, and she subconsciously wanted to stop the woman next to her from screaming, but as soon as her voice came out, the hand in the air turned in a direction, like pressing down ants, and included both of them.

"Senior, spare my life, I don't know this fool."

Before Zhao Feifei finished speaking, the hand pressed down.

There were two sounds of 'poof', and there were two more corpses.

The ripples subsided, revealing the face of the person opposite. This is the connection of the curse. The person who cast the curse and the person who was cursed are connected from the moment they do it. Looking at the three piles of flesh and blood on the ground, Chen Luo looked away.

The ripples in the air faded away, and the surrounding area returned to its original state again, leaving only Han Lin's head rolling aside alone.

The resentful and unwilling expression on his face has not yet dissipated.

died?

The true successor of Taixuan Peak and a group of elders also saw the whole process of Chen Luo's curse. The head of the black three-inch straw man was twisted off by Chen Luo, and the lower half of the body was crushed into residue by Chen Luo's fingers. Even the two translucent shadows next to the straw man were casually pressed to death by Chen Luo.

While the medium has not disappeared, those who are close to the medium will be implicated.

"This matter ends here."

A ball of spiritual fire emerged from Chen Luo's fingertips. The light blue flame burned the remaining straw into black ash. The wind blew up and the dust disappeared. In the opposite valley, three masses of flesh and blood were burned away. The lone head rolled to the edge, and the color in the pupils faded little by little.

After seeing off all the elders, Chen Luo returned to the pavilion.

He reached out and took out a piece of talisman paper from his sleeve, took out a talisman pen and wrote a spiritual pattern on it. Vermilion lines flashed by, and the talisman circled in the air and folded into a paper crane.

Palm-sized paper cranes flutter in the air, full of spirituality.

This is the third-level Crane Talisman, which can temporarily create a small life! Many high-ranking monks use it to transmit information and exchange items.

"Go get that head back."

Chen Luo kept Han Lin's head just so that it would not be wasted. This kid is a bit special, and his brain may have some special abilities.

The talisman paper crane nodded, then flapped its wings and disappeared into the yard with a 'whoosh' sound.

After doing this, Chen Luo went back indoors again.

The alchemy furnace is still emitting heat waves. After several years of sacrificial refining, the dragon blood stone has completely transformed into a liquid. The dark red blood is floating in the middle of the alchemy furnace, and even the spiritual fire cannot dry it out.

‘The hidden dragon in the abyss controls the water and turns into clouds, and it can use clouds to spread rain’

Repeated content again.

The bloodline of King Black Horn has only reached this level, and there will be no new content if you listen to it again. This is like an illiterate who only knows so many words in total. If you ask him to listen to a lecture a hundred times a thousand times, he can only understand the part he understands. The rest is a holy book to this illiterate. .

If you don’t understand, you just don’t understand.

"The dragon's brain is not as good as that of the Black-Horned King. It has blinded the foundation of the fourth-level monster." Chen Luo tried to use the dragon's brain on the edge of the dragon tomb to understand the dragon's blood. In the end, this guy was even stupider, and what he saw was even worse. Enter King Blackhorn.

Looking away, Chen Luo stood up and walked to the edge of the pavilion.

Pupu

A stream of light flew back, and it was the paper crane he threw out not long ago. The strange thing was that the paper crane did not bring back Han Lin's brain. Instead, there were some traces of flames on his body, and a section of his left wing was missing. The right wing changed color.

Chen Luo opened his palms, and the paper crane flew into his palms. As soon as it touched the palm of the hand, the spirituality of the paper talisman crane dissipated instantly, and a smoke-like stream of light flew out from the paper talisman crane, condensed in the air, and turned into a row of small characters.

'Brother Chen, I have a friend here who is looking for you - Rebirth Canyon. ’

There was no beginning or end to the words, but Chen Luo knew that these were Ning Chenye's words. He had been in contact with Ning Chenye for a while and could recognize his handwriting. To be precise, he could recognize the aura on Ning Chenye's body.

"friend?"

A ball of spiritual fire ignited in Chen Luo's hand, and the talisman paper crane burned into black ash in his hand, and the writing on it disappeared.

There is indeed something wrong with Han Lin, the casual cultivator who suddenly appeared.

There are other people behind it, but I don’t know how much Ning Chenye played in it.

‘The power of the shadow world, tracking shadows. ’

The old fox's brain suddenly became active. With a thought in mind, Chen Luo stretched out his hand and squeezed the void. Among the black ash remaining on the talisman paper crane, he pinched out a struggling black figure.

shadow?

The shadow kept struggling in his hands, and the ink-like color eroded along the fingertips, trying to blend into Chen Luo's body.

Someone is searching for Chen Luo's whereabouts through this shadow.

‘Shiyingmen and Ning Chenye got together? ’

Whether it's the inn or the Shiying Sect, they are Chen Luo's enemies. He has been planning to deal with these two sides for a long time. He has been looking for the inn's whereabouts over the years, and the passage to the upper world is also guarded. He doesn't know how the two sides colluded.

"Maybe it's not that they got mixed up, but that Ning Chenye discovered the people from the Shiying Sect."

Thinking of what Ning Chenye had just said, Chen Luo decided to go over and see him. Today is different from the past, and his current strength is different from before. The reason he asked Dugu Jian to look for the inn all these years was to find the whereabouts of Ning Chenye. Now that he has taken the initiative to send her to the door, there is no reason not to go.

It's a pity that Han Lin's head is missing.

Returning to the training room, Chen Luo walked to the weapon refining room and began to refine the third-level magic sword and formation flag. He also prepared some emergency talismans. The quantity did not need to be too many, just enough to kill the master of the Golden Light Cave. (End of chapter)