I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

"The most important thing in Nascent Soul cultivation is accumulation. Only after a thousand years of cultivation can you become a true king."

Chen Luo recalled all the Nascent Soul realm cultivation techniques in his mind. These techniques all have one thing in common, which is the accumulation of time. The magical powers of the Nascent Soul Realm are very complicated. Take Shi Yun Bu Yu as an example. Every detail of cloud gathering and rainfall requires time to hone. Compared with the magical powers of the Foundation Establishment Realm, the magical powers released by the Nascent Soul Monk are more like A combination.

Every detail in this combination is a magical power when taken apart. Such a complex magical method requires years of accumulation to become proficient.

In addition to oneself, the magical power released by Yuanying monks also needs to call on the vitality of heaven and earth from the outside world, integrating the inside and outside to induce changes in the world. This is the foundation for Yuanying monks to control the vitality of heaven and earth. Chen Luo did not accumulate it over a long period of time, nor did he practice it one by one.

The 'Book of Life and Death' and the Killing Seal that he currently controls are all accomplished with the help of an external brain.

It’s a kind of ‘inheritance’.

The essence is a false accumulation of years. Although the power is the same as that of other Nascent Soul monks, when it comes to improving the realm, this gap in details will form a constraint. Because Chen Luo's body is different from the original body of those brains.

So what Chen Luo wants to solve now is this problem.

The best way is to improve your accumulation. But this was obviously not in line with Chen Luo's situation. It was impossible for him to retreat here for thousands of years and spend a long time to make up for this shortcoming, so he thought of another path, which was also his own path.

‘The years can also be imitated. ’

As if sensing Chen Luo's thoughts, several brains with similar thoughts in the external brain became active. From a simulation perspective, they have derived many similar methods.

"Five hundred brains, one person per year is five hundred years!"

The path that others follow is linear, a straight line.

Chen Luo's tree diagram has more than 500 lines running at the same time. This kind of practice route was created by Chen Luo, and it is also a path that only he can take.

one year later.

Heart Demon Gate, Imperial City.

Since Tu Cheng, the leader of the Heart Demon Sect, unified the sect, the entire Heart Demon Sect has entered a period of decline. Compared with its former prosperity, the Heart Demon Sect is now even more depressed.

In the imperial city, except for the palace maids and guards who walked with their heads lowered, there were no other elders from the main city.

Tu Cheng lost a lot of weight.

He was still wearing the dragon robe, and there were more cracks on the sixth-level talisman in his hand. A year ago, the elder of Huangquan Black Snake came in person. In order to make up for the death of Huangquan's disciples in the Heart Demon Sect, Tu Cheng sold all the remaining elders in the Heart Demon Sect.

Now he is the only commander left in the Heart Demon Sect.

The 'spiritual weapon' promised by Huang Quan was far away, and no one has come since Elder Black Snake left. This turned many of Tu Cheng's calculations into jokes.

"Ahem."

The autumn wind was bleak, and Tu Cheng stood beside the altar, coughing.

He has injuries.

The injuries were from the last time Elder Black Snake came over. The elder from Huangquan was stronger than Tu Cheng expected. He, a wild transformed god, had no power to fight back in front of these powerful Taoists. He was beaten to death after just one confrontation. Seriously injured. Since then, Tu Cheng's condition has been problematic. In just one year, he seemed to be a different person. No one knew what he was doing or what he was thinking.

"It's almost there, there are still three months."

A twisted look appeared in Tu Cheng's bloodshot eyeballs.

The Xin Mo Sect is in such a state of decline that he, the main sect, bears the primary responsibility, and all the disciples are blaming him secretly. It's not that Tu Cheng doesn't know, but he doesn't care. In his opinion, as long as he can take one step further, he can reach the level of the founder of the sect.

At that point, he can hold up ten inner demon gates.

"You will get something if you give up, and you want to get it without giving anything. This idea is so naive! How to survive in this cruel world of immortality? These people don't understand. As long as I enter that place and pass the test of that place, I will You can obtain more advanced methods."

Tu Cheng muttered to himself, as if talking to someone.

Not far behind him, a young man wearing princely attire looked at him with worry on his face. This person is Tu Cheng's direct disciple and the only Nascent Soul monk left in the Heart Demon Sect.

"Master, there are a lot of complaints in the sect now."

"I will definitely succeed!"

The half-crazy Tu Cheng suddenly turned around, and the young disciple who looked at him with blood-red eyes took several steps back. The words he didn't finish were held back in his stomach, and the eyes he looked at Tu Cheng were full of fear.

The techniques of the Heart Demon Sect are different from ordinary techniques.

Become more powerful after becoming possessed!

Tu Cheng betrayed so many of his fellow sect members and had already violated the 'sect rules'. Now he alternates between madness and semi-madness every day. The affairs of the sect have long been paralyzed and all are handled by one disciple.

"Xuanyin Mountain and Huangquan thought I didn't know, haha, I know! I know everything!!"

Tu Cheng turned around again and looked at a blank space.

"Great Elder, do you think what I said is right?"

The place was empty.

The great elder died long ago and was cursed to death by Le Qingzhu's 'Book of Life and Death'. But at this moment, Tu Cheng seemed to have forgotten this matter. Standing on the altar, he seemed to see a group of elders worshiping him below again, and remembered the scene when he had just succeeded as the leader of the Heart Demon Sect.

He raised his hands, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and let the cold wind blow on his cheeks.

Clothes are flying and thoughts are flying far away.

The cheers of the disciples seemed to be heard in my ears

Mirror Moon Lake.

A lonely boat, a coir raincoat, and a fisherman.

Boating on the lake.

This is how Chen Luo lived after living here. The disputes in the outside world of immortality have nothing to do with this place. No one here knows his identity. In the eyes of the people around him, he is just a fisherman on the edge of Jingyue Lake. He makes a living by fishing and is an old bachelor.

On weekdays, except for familiar relatives and friends, no one would give him a second glance.

Being alone, Chen Luo took this opportunity to reorganize his path of spiritual practice. The middle stage of Nascent Soul, which could not be broken through no matter how hard I tried before, was broken through inexplicably.

After the middle stage of Nascent Soul, Chen Luo's cultivation level has improved a lot. Now that Le Qingzhu comes here, he will definitely not be his opponent.

"about there."

Chen Luo closed his eyes and his eyelids trembled slightly.

All the external brains on the body are active at a high frequency.

‘A summary of alchemy fire control techniques. ’

‘One hundred ways to spread clouds and rain. ’

'How to save materials by drawing symbols.'

After one year of accumulation, more than 500 brains received feedback at the same time. The high-frequency activity caused a lot of heat to rise from Chen Luo's body, and the wooden hull turned black visibly to the naked eye. Although there was no open flame, the lifeline of the hull showed signs of being burned by the fire. The surrounding lake water also began to boil, with a large number of bubbles emerging, and thick water vapor rising all around.

A vast amount of practice experience, involving all the fields that Chen Luo knew, such as magical passages, alchemy, qi refining, and talisman painting, all accumulated in one person, giving Chen Luo a sense of vicissitudes that he had never experienced before.

Those are the traces of time.

It was as if in just a moment, he had lived for five hundred years.

Chen Luo closed his eyes and realized that time went from early morning to noon, then from noon to evening, and then to midnight. Frost covered the lake surface, and it wasn't until dawn the next day that fish belly white appeared on the horizon. The temperature on Chen Luo's body slowly receded, and the highly active external brain fell silent one by one.

"Five Hundred Years"

Chen Luo opened his eyes, looking dazed for a while.

That kind of feeling that lasts for thousands of years can only be understood if you experience it personally.

The fishhook trembled. Chen Luo grabbed the fishing rod and flicked it. A big fish was taken out of the water by him. The fish's tail was swung across the sky, bringing up a series of crystal clear water drops.

"You can't even be cooked in such hot water. You look like a top-quality spiritual fish."

Chen Luo, who had made a breakthrough in cultivation, was in a good mood. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the spiritual fish in the air. The fat fish that was still struggling automatically flew into his bamboo basket. Chen Luo, who caught the fish, controlled the fishing boat to return to the shore and carried the bamboo basket ashore.

"Old Chentou, did you go fishing so early today?"

As soon as the boat docked, they saw two boys in Tsing Yi waiting on the shore. When they saw Chen Luo, they immediately came up to them. One of them's eyes lit up when he saw the big fish in Chen Luo's bamboo basket.

"What a plump Mirror Moon Fish. Our master wants this fish."

"Not for sale."

Chen Luo replied with a smile. This fish was caught because of his spiritual power. It was regarded as a 'fateful fish'. This kind of fish naturally has to be eaten by itself.

"Not selling? I made an agreement with the owner about the fish today."

"I'll give you two more taels, and give me the fish quickly!"

The two young men finally found the opportunity to curry favor with their master, how could they let it go. Seeing Chen Luo put away the fish basket and was about to leave, one of them suddenly became anxious and took two steps forward with the silver to snatch the fish from Chen Luo's hand.

Bang bang

With two muffled sounds, the two boys who were trying to grab the fish were knocked to the ground by a spiritual force. They fell to the ground in a panic. The boy who was trying to grab the fish even broke his front teeth into two pieces. He was lying on the ground in a mess and kept saying "ouch", as if he had been beaten up.

"There are so many evil guests in the world! If we don't have the Tao and Dharma by our side, how can we cultivate the Tao and be pure?"

"The Tao is the law, the Tao is the law, the Tao and the Dharma are essentially one, the Tao is the guide for the Dharma, and the Dharma is the upholding of the Tao."

Chen Luo carried the fish basket all the way back to his residence.

The house he lives in here is a wooden house on the corner of the street. In this small country of 20,000 people, there is only one city in the whole country, and there is no distinction between inner and outer cities. The house where Chen Luo lives is the old man who died. Chen Sancao's, the old man just died when Chen Luo came over. Before, Chen Luo had been practicing hard in the mountains. Later, he needed to find some people to refine his inner demons, so he moved to the city. In order to save trouble, Chen Luo borrowed Chen Sancao's identity. With his method, it was extremely easy to imitate an old fishing man. A simple inner demon magic power could do it.

The more than a year of seclusion did not arouse anyone's suspicion.

"Uncle Chen! Uncle Chen, have you offended someone from the Tang Mansion?" A voice came from outside the door, and then he saw someone pushing the door open and coming in, with an anxious look on his face.

This person is Tian Fugui, Chen Sancao's only relative. (End of chapter)