I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

"What?"

Chen Luo didn't blush, and he didn't admit it.

"You also know the curse of the 'Book of Life and Death'. Several ghost cultivators in Huangquan must have been cursed to death by you!"

The more Le Qingzhu thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense. The 'Book of Life and Death' is a special curse magic. Even in Xuanyin Mountain, not many people have mastered it. The reason is related to the special nature of this magic. So far, the original copy of the Book of Life and Death is in Le Qingzhu's hands. Le Qingzhu basically knows all these people who master the curse, and no one among them will curse the ghost cultivators in Huangquan for no reason.

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"How long have I learned it? How can I curse the ghost cultivators in Huangquan?"

After Chen Luo said this, Le Qingzhu came back to his senses.

The time is too short.

Such a complex curse magic, just to learn it takes several years or even decades, to master it and use it proficiently, only the old demons have this ability. Chen Luo obviously does not meet this condition. He is a magic cultivator from the Heart Demon Sect, and he doesn't look like a cultivator who is proficient in curses.

"I asked you to come here this time because I want to ask you for something."

"What is it?"

"I want to find a cold and icy-attributed technique, preferably one that can directly reach the state of transformation."

Chen Luo has been paying attention to the heat dissipation problem for a long time. The operation of more than 500 external brains will generate a lot of heat, which will affect his body. Although it is still within the controllable range at present, if more external brains are found later, this problem will become prominent.

If the number of external brains reaches one thousand or two thousand.

Chen Luo suspects that the heat caused by so many brains operating at the same time may even harm his body, and in serious cases, he may even be "possessed".

"There is no such thing as a method of transformation in the world of cultivation nowadays."

Le Qingzhu put down the teacup in his hand and shook his head directly when he heard Chen Luo's request.

"No one?"

Chen Luo frowned, somewhat unconvinced. He asked Le Qingzhu to come here to inquire about the Dao Sect's understanding of the transformation of the spirit. These sects control most of the resources in the upper world. They have excavated countless ruins and ancient tombs, and it is inevitable that they will encounter some ancient cultivation methods, and there may be a method of transformation of the spirit in them.

"I know what you are thinking. The cultivation method of ancient cultivators is different from ours. We can refer to the foundation-building to Dan-forming part, but starting from the Nascent Soul stage, it is very different from ours." Le Qingzhu did not hide it.

The ancient method is not a secret in the upper realm.

Ordinary disciples at the Dao Sect level know it, and the more powerful casual cultivators also know it.

"When the ancient cultivators break the Dan and become infants, they need to absorb a kind of 'five-color spiritual power'. I have never seen this kind of spiritual power since I started practicing."

Le Qingzhu said out the speculation of the seniors in the sect.

"There is a patriarch in our Xuanyin Mountain who has studied the corpse of an ancient cultivator. He found a kind of power in the ancient cultivator's body that is now extinct in the world of immortal cultivation. This power is very likely the 'five-color spiritual power'. The ancient cultivator consumed all the 'five-color spiritual power'. It is because of their endless consumption that the world of immortal cultivation has a fault. We latecomers can't find the way forward and can't become immortals."

"What about the transformation of the spirit?"

"The transformation of the spirit is the same. The ancient cultivator's Nascent Soul can sense the five-color spiritual energy. With the five-color spiritual energy as the foundation, it can attract the external magnetic force and reach the level of transformation of the spirit."

Five-color spiritual energy, magnetic force.

These are all information that Chen Luo has never heard in the lower world. In the study of the path of transformation of the spirit, the cultivators in the upper world are far superior to the lower world. They have more and more detailed knowledge. The 'crossing the tribulation' method used by the Seventh Ancestor of Qionghua may have been thought of by someone a long time ago.

"Has anyone tried to survive the catastrophe? Maybe the catastrophe can give birth to colorful spiritual energy and magnetic force."

"There is no such thing as a catastrophe in this world."

Le Qingzhu couldn't help but smile and replied.

When this sentence came out, Chen Luo's eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

Xuanyin Mountain didn't know that there was a catastrophe in Tiannan Domain?

Not only Xuanyin Mountain didn't know, other Taoist sects and immortals didn't know either. This is a bit problematic. The existence of Tiannan Domain is not a secret. Qionghua Sect and Shiying Sect have both been to the lower world. Not to mention that Shiying Sect is too weak, Qionghua Sect can't be unable to get out, right? Once someone walks outside, the secret of the catastrophe in Tiannan Domain can't be kept at all.

Unless, someone is deliberately blocking it!

Who could it be?

Qionghua Sect? This "Former Taoist Sect" that was divided into seven is very suspicious. There is another sect that is also suspicious, that is, the "Baixian Cave" that Chen Luo has contacted, this sect that is about to disappear in the upper world. Brother Changqing himself is also a possibility. How can a tomb spanning countless worlds have no secrets?

"The tomb of the Immortal Emperor Changqing, have you explored it in Xuanyin Mountain?"

Chen Luo asked another question tentatively. With the current friendship between him and Le Qingzhu, he could ask questions at will as long as they did not involve the secrets of the sect.

"The tomb of the emperor cannot be touched, and it will be unknown if you touch it."

After hearing this question, Le Qingzhu became serious for a rare time. He looked at Chen Luo and said as if reminding him.

"Don't learn from those casual cultivators, they know nothing. Our predecessors in Xuanyin Mountain have made records. Anyone who has touched the tomb of the emperor, no matter how good their cultivation is, will not have a good end in the end. Those 'lucky ones' who escaped by chance will also die after leaving the tomb of the emperor. Some people say that the most terrifying curse in the world is hidden in the tomb of the emperor, which is the punishment of the Immortal Emperor for those who blasphemed."

Chen Luo was stunned for a long time after listening.

Can't touch? Does touching the brain count?

He 'borrowed' a few brains of Brother Changqing. It should not count as touching for scholars!

"Are there any exceptions?"

"No! Not one!"

Le Qingzhu replied categorically that there were internal records in Xuanyin Mountain, and her teacher Mo Shanjun was responsible for this matter, so she knew it in detail.

"You've never entered the Emperor's Tomb, have you?"

Le Qingzhu looked at Chen Luo and felt a little scared.

If Chen Luo had really entered the emperor's tomb, she would never come here again. The curse of the Emperor's Tomb is irreversible. The Dao Sect Immortal Clan, which was once the most powerful in the upper world, had an idea of ​​​​the Emperor's Tomb when the road ahead was cut off, but later these Dao Sects and Immortal Clan all disappeared. Their Xuanyin Mountain was built on the ruins of one of the Dao Sects.

"How is that possible! I am just an ordinary disciple of the Heart Demon Sect. I have never been out of such a big village."

Chen Luo immediately expressed his dissatisfaction. How could a kind person like him go to rob a tomb?

After thinking for a while, he decided not to discuss the topic again.

One of his friends was terrified.

"You must not enter the emperor's tomb. This is what my master gave me. I will give it to you now."

Thinking of Chen Luo's cultivation, Le Qingzhu also felt that he was overthinking. How could the Nascent Soul cultivator survive until now after entering the emperor's tomb! Uneasy, she ignored the topic after telling Chen Luo several times not to touch the emperor's tomb under any circumstances.

"In exchange for the Nascent Soul realm skills, as long as they are ice skills."

Chen Luo took out the elixirs and formation flags he had refined this year. These things are not cheap, and it is very easy to exchange them for this skill.

"As for the Nascent Soul Realm, I happen to know one, so I can give it to you cheaply."

Le Qingzhu flicked his sleeves, put the things Chen Luo had taken out into his sleeves, then took out a yellowed ancient book and placed it on the table. It looks like it has been around for some years, and the name of the technique is also very simple, it is called "Ice Art". If you practice it to the extreme, you can condense the ice Yuanying with the water attribute. When you release the ice magical power, your spiritual energy consumption is 20% less than others. , the power is increased by 30%.

"make a deal."

After briefly reading through it and confirming that there was nothing wrong with the technique, the deal was concluded.

Afterwards, the two exchanged some news.

Through Le Qingzhu, Chen Luo learned many secrets, and Le Qingzhu also learned about some detailed changes in the inner demon world through Chen Luo, several of which caught her attention. After all, foreign forces are not as good as the local ones. Although Xuanyin Mountain is powerful, it is still not as good as the Evergreen Sect in terms of details.

With an opponent like Huang Quan, having an ally like the Evergreen Sect would be of great help to them.

"Are you looking for something?"

"I can't tell you this matter. I can only say that Huang Quan's purpose is the same as ours." This time Le Qingzhu did not answer Chen Luo's question.

But the meaning revealed between the lines still made Chen Luo confirm the answer.

Huang Quan and Xuanyin Mountain are indeed looking for something.

Still a very important thing.

"I see."

Chen Luo didn't ask again, and Le Qingzhu didn't speak anymore. After drinking the last cup of tea, the two of them left.

Epiphyllum country.

Chen Sancao's residence.

Chen Luo was cooking fish in the house again. The smell of fresh fish drifted out through the window, and people in the whole street could smell it.

After resting in the Evergreen Sect for a few days, Chen Luo returned to the Epiphyllum Kingdom.

He was afraid that Brother Qianmian would be deceived, so he came back to help him check.

Bang!

The wooden door opened in response, and a gust of cold wind blew in from outside the house.

The fat member Tang stood outside the door, looking at Chen Luo who was cooking soup in the room, his expression a little cold.

"Brother Qianmian? Come in and sit down. I've been waiting for you for a long time! There is a stool specially reserved for you."

Although Qian Mian had changed his image, Chen Luo still recognized him at first sight. More than five hundred brains can remember a person at the same time. Even if the person turns to ashes, he can still recognize the color of the bones.

"Why are you back again?"

The expressions of the thousands of faces at the door were distorted. He did not expect that the person in front of him was so unethical. He had only been away for a few days and came back. This made him feel a little angry and wanted to take action.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, so I miss you a little."

"I'm not familiar with you."

"Cook it for a while and it will be cooked. Look at how cooked this fish is!"

Chen Luo picked up a broken porcelain bowl, wiped it twice with his hand, and scooped out a bowl for Qianmian. The milky white fish soup is dotted with two slices of chives, which looks particularly tempting.

"What is your purpose?"

"Visiting."

"This is my training ground!"

"I know, so I brought a fish."

Qianmian felt a little tired.

The person in front of him was different from the people he had met before, and it seemed that he couldn't understand what he wanted to express.

If he hadn't been unable to see through the other party, he would have already killed him. Now at this point, he didn't know what to do next.

"Drink soup, drink soup. If you don't drink it, it will get cold. Fish soup should be drunk while it's hot."

Looking at the soup bowl in his hand, Qian Mian was a little confused for a moment. (End of Chapter)