I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

Xuanchi Valley.

A barren area between the seventh city and the sixth city.

The vegetation here is short, and the yellow-brown soil is a little damp, emitting a rotten smell upwards, forming a foul-smelling poisonous miasma, which is somewhat like a swamp area, but different.

"Brother Chen, Master and the others have gone out."

The young man wearing a square scarf stood respectfully at the entrance of the valley and saluted Chen Luo.

This group of people are the elders and relatives of the old faction of the seventh city who were with Hei Pao before. The young man in front of him is Hei Pao's direct disciple, different from the registered disciples such as Wang Kuan and Zhao Qian. Chen Luo can see that the other party is very young, no more than 400 years old.

A Jindan under 400 years old is definitely a genius in the lower realm.

It's a pity that this is the upper realm.

The cultivation speed of this disciple is not the top in the Heart Demon Sect, let alone compared with the younger generations of the Dao Sect Immortal Clan.

"When did it happen?"

Chen Luo frowned slightly.

This morning, Le Qingzhu sent him a message that the leader of the Heart Demon Sect, Tu Cheng, was secretly trading ghosts with Huang Quan. This time, he promised to provide Huang Quan with 300 ghosts above the Jindan realm and 10 at the Yuanying realm. Based on Chen Luo's understanding of the Heart Demon Sect, Tu Cheng simply couldn't provide so many high-level ghosts.

So he would definitely plot against some people.

The remnants of the three generations of sect leaders, such as Hei Pao, were the most suitable targets. Chen Luo rushed over as soon as he knew the news. No matter what kind of people Hei Pao and his friends were, when Chen Luo first arrived in the upper realm, it was Hei Pao who picked him up, and it was Hei Pao's protection that allowed him to live a peaceful life in the Heart Demon Sect for such a long time.

With this friendship, Chen Luo naturally would not watch Hei Pao being killed by Tu Cheng.

"It's been three days."

The young man looked cautious and didn't understand what was going on.

In his opinion, they had all given up the rights of the Heart Demon Sect and hid in remote places like Xuanchi Valley, and the disputes in the sect would no longer have anything to do with them. This is the innocence of disciples protected by the sect. If they were independent cultivators, even those in the foundation-building stage, they would not have such thoughts.

"Do you know where he went?"

"It seems that he returned to the sect. The sect master said that there are still some things to be explained. After that, we can completely leave the Heart Demon Sect. After that, the two sides will not interfere with each other. As compensation for serving the sect for many years, the sect master will also give us some Heart Demon Stones."

The voice of the young man became smaller and smaller.

Even he himself felt that something was wrong. Before, everyone gathered together and no one thought of the worst, so he ignored this problem. Now thinking about it again, there are some problems no matter how you look at it. If the leader of the Heart Demon Sect, Tu Chengruo, is such a good person to talk to, how could he drive them out of the sect before?

"Senior brother, I..."

The young man who came back to his senses in a daze raised his head, and when he looked again, there was no trace of Chen Luo.

There was a circular hole in the middle of the floating miasma, showing the direction Chen Luo left.

Heart Demon Sect.

Imperial City.

After Tu Cheng unified the sect, the entire Xinmo Sect changed its style. The official robes changed their image, and the pattern changed from the previous eleven elders system to a single flying bird system.

Tu Cheng stood on the altar wearing a dragon robe, holding a purple jade talisman in his hand, surrounded by flowing light, and the whole area became hazy under the influence of this talisman.

The Xinmo Sect did not have any spiritual weapons.

Chen Luo had always thought that the leader of the Xinmo Sect had a spiritual weapon in his hand. Not only him, but everyone outside thought so, but only Tu Cheng, the sect leader, knew that the Xinmo Sect, like other small sects, did not have spiritual weapons to protect the sect.

But there was something different, because they had the talisman left by the ancestor.

A sixth-level talisman!

The sixth level, this is a realm that even the God Transformation Realm has to retreat. Tu Cheng relied on this talisman to support the Xinmo Sect and shocked all enemies who were eyeing the sect.

"If the ancestor's talisman inheritance was left behind, why would I be so embarrassed."

Tu Cheng stroked the sixth-level talisman in his hand.

After repeated use, many cracks have appeared on the surface of the talisman. Although the light is still flowing, no one knows how long this sixth-level talisman can last. Once the deterrence of the talisman is gone, the Heart Demon Sect will be like those rootless sects and may be destroyed at any time.

Why did the Shadow Eater Sect spend thousands of years for the Cave Heaven Gourd?

It's because of the spiritual weapon!

Only the sect with the spiritual weapon is qualified to inherit, otherwise the sect may be destroyed at any time once the master of the Huashen Sect dies. Their Heart Demon Sect can be passed down for so many generations, relying on the sixth-level talisman, but now this talisman has reached its limit.

As the sect master, Tu Cheng must find a new way out for the sect.

Only when sitting in this position can you understand how difficult it is. Sandwiched between Xuanyin Mountain and Huangquan, he has no extra choice at all. If he takes a wrong step, he will be doomed.

With firm belief, Tu Cheng set his eyes on the three black-robed people who were sealed by him on the altar.

It is better for the remnants of the three generations of elders to die than for himself.

".I have no choice. You are all elders of the sect. It's time to dedicate yourself to the sect!"

"Tu Cheng, you are betraying your master! Have you forgotten the teachings of the master?!"

The black robe was shocked and angry. He didn't expect Tu Cheng to really attack him. Not only him, but the two elders next to him also had the same expression.

It's not that they are naive, but the first generation of the leader of the Heart Demon Sect had a legacy.

'It is forbidden for fellow disciples to kill each other, otherwise the heart demon will be haunted! '

This is the sect rule set by the first generation sect master. As the founder of the Heart Demon Art, what he said is to some extent a curse of the Heart Demon. For the Heart Demon cultivators, this is the most feared thing. The reason why Hei Pao and his friends could escape unscathed after losing the fight before was because of this sect rule.

It’s a pity that this sect rule can’t save their lives now.

Tu Cheng is going to sell them to Huang Quan as sacrifices!

I don’t know if he has found a way to circumvent the ancestor’s ‘sect rule’ or is ready to break the jar and break the jar.

“Everything I do is for the sect! Even if the first generation sect master sees it, he won’t blame me.”

Tu Cheng’s eyes gradually became cold.

There was a roar in the sky in the distance, and a black wooden flying boat cut through the sky.

The hull was nearly 20 meters long and suspended in the air. The huge shadow enveloped the entire altar. Most of the hull of the flying boat was shrouded in mist, and only the bow part was clearly visible outside.

“Only three? This does not meet the transaction conditions.”

A person walked out of the boat.

A great cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, wearing a black flowing robe, with two brown characters "Huangquan" on the back. Although this person's cultivation is not as good as Tu Cheng, his momentum is high and he does not take Tu Cheng, a cultivator of the Transformation of the Gods, seriously at all.

Transformation of the Gods is also divided into different levels.

In the eyes of the great cultivator Huangquan, Tu Cheng is the lowest level of Transformation of the Gods. Of course, the lowest level of Transformation of the Gods is also a Transformation of the Gods. If he did not have the support of the Dao Zong-level power of Huangquan, he would not dare to speak like this.

"Everything is ready, I hope you can keep your promise."

Tu Cheng suppressed his emotions and lowered his head in frustration.

He was unwilling.

But there was no way, strength is respected, and the weak must bow their heads. This is the law of survival in the upper world.

A stream of light flashed, and another large group of sealed figures appeared on the altar. These people, like the black robe, were elders of the Heart Demon Sect. The people of the black robe faction were all caught in one net. He used the faction of the great elders to make up for the remaining insufficient people. Even his own disciples were sealed and thrown on it.

Huang Quan wants ten Yuanying-level ghosts.

The total number of Yuanyings in the Heart Demon Sect is only more than twenty. Without endangering the operation of the sect, Tu Cheng must empty his family's wealth to gather people.

"It's cruel enough. You are worthy of being the head of the sect."

The great monk Huang Quan looked down at Tu Cheng, his eyes full of ridicule.

How many people would look up to a person who betrayed the sect for his own life? Don't look at Tu Cheng's high-sounding words. If it was really for the sect, how could he take the initiative to contact Huang Quan.

"Where is the spiritual weapon?"

Tu Cheng ignored the other party's ridicule and waited for a moment. Seeing that the other party took the people away, the flying boat trembled and was ready to leave, he finally couldn't help asking.

"Wait until I take these ghost materials back, and someone will naturally send them to you." The great monk Huang Quan returned to the cabin.

The fog enveloped, and the huge flying boat trembled in the air, turning into nothingness and dissipating.

Tu Cheng below clenched his hands, a terrifying aura circulated around him, and the blue bricks under his feet cracked like a spider web. After a long time, he suppressed the murderous intent.

"Too much bullying!!"

After leaving a word, Tu Cheng turned and returned to the palace.

The next step is to wait, hoping that Huang Quan can keep his promise.

The flying boat cut through the sky without hiding.

This is the Dao Sect-level force. In their eyes, except for opponents of the same level, other forces are ants.

"I thought he would not be able to help but take action, but now it seems that I really overestimated him."

On the flying boat, the great monk Huang Quan who had spoken to Tu Cheng before withdrew his aura and looked at the location of the Heart Demon Sect Imperial City behind him with a mocking look.

"What a waste!"

"It's just a low-level incarnation. This small sect without a foundation does not understand the secret of incarnation at all."

The remaining two people also spoke.

These three people are all Huangquan cultivators. Unlike the ghost cultivators of the casual cultivation level, their ghost bodies have all been baptized by Huangquan, and they are not afraid of human cultivators of the same level. This is also the advantage of Huangquan ghost cultivators. Except for Huangquan ghost cultivators, other ghost cultivators are the lowest level cultivators in the upper realm, the weakest existence among the same level.

"Of the three great divine species of heaven, earth, and man, only the human level is the easiest to absorb. These rootless grass cultivators can only contact the human level magic species"

Boom! !

As the few people were talking, they suddenly felt the hull shake.

The huge flying boat seemed to hit something and shook violently. The faces of the three people sitting on the flying boat changed slightly, and they quickly flashed out of the cabin.

Outside is the area where the ninth city of the Heart Demon Realm is located. Below is a blue sea. The sun shines through the sky and forms a perfect picture.

But the three people didn't pay attention to the environment outside.

Because they found that the flying boat seemed to have hit something, a huge black gourd butt hit the front of the flying boat, and the horrible collision made the bow of the flying boat dented. The gourd on the other side was completely intact, not even the color on the surface was damaged.

Hit a gourd? (End of this chapter)