I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

Upper Realm, Heart Demon Realm.

The arrival of the Floating World Palace has attracted the attention of many people. From the beginning, it was silent, and then the sky was full of rosy clouds. Huangquan and Xuanyin Sect were the first to go, and then the three major immortals arrived. The five major forces joined forces to completely block the Heart Demon Realm. The power from the immortals and Dao Sect blocked the entire Heart Demon Realm like amber, and all exits were cut off.

"Has anyone left?"

"Half a month ago, two breaths flew away from here. One was the elder of the Heart Demon Sect, Black Robe, and the other fled to the lower realm."

"Lower realm? Which lower realm."

"Tiannan Realm."

Hearing this answer, the young man suspended in the air frowned.

He hated this kind of unexpected change the most. As long as they were still in the upper realm, they could find the two fish that slipped through the net. But in the lower realm, the search process became complicated, and the timeline would be infinitely extended.

The difference between the upper realm and the lower realm is not just the spiritual energy.

There are signs of the coming of the Fushi Xian Palace. Huang Quan was able to know it first, and it was related to the 'Ge Xian' behind them. The existence of that realm can know the past and the future, and move the mind and feel the spirit. As long as it involves their cause and effect, they can sense it in advance.

But the lower world is different.

Especially in the Tiannan region, there is an entrance to the emperor's tomb in that place. Anything involving the 'Xian Emperor' is a big trouble. Even the ancestors behind them are unwilling to provoke easily.

"First, catch the black robe back. No accidents are allowed for ten years. As for the person who escaped to the lower world, let Jun Tianya deal with it."

The young man walked in the void. As he walked, a small three-legged tripod appeared above his head, and the body of the tripod was shining with dazzling light. These clear lights fell from the sky and enveloped the entire area. Except for the people of the three major immortal clans and the two major Taoist sects, no casual cultivators outside could get in.

People inside don't even think about going out.

Everything in the Fushi Xian Palace belongs to their five major forces.

Tu Cheng, who sacrificed his disciples with blood, finally succeeded in crossing the floating bridge opportunity, but the price was that his disciples sank into the river and merged with the dry bones under the water.

Behind the floating bridge is a towering fairy mountain. Standing in this area, Tu Cheng felt the ripples like a water curtain. Under the reflection of these ripples, he saw the immortals flying over the fairy mountain and the fairy birds surrounding it.

"It's here! The place where the ancestor got the opportunity!"

Seeing the high mountain in front of him, Tu Cheng's mood fluctuated. Everything he did with great effort was to be able to come here.

The Heart Demon Patriarch had an adventure in the Floating World Fairy Palace and brought out a painting from it. This is a secret known to many people, but few people know that the place where the Heart Demon Patriarch had an adventure was a mountain.

A mountain that existed in the past.

Tu Cheng is a 'human race god'. This level of god has been fixed in the early stage since the advancement. There is only one way to break this shackle, and that is 'chance'. The Heart Demon Patriarch relied on chance to break the shackles of ‘human transformation into god’.

As the successor of the sect master, Tu Cheng naturally knew this secret.

In order to avoid the restriction of ‘human transformation into god’, the third generation of the Heart Demon Sect Master chose to go to the lower world to pass the tribulation, wanting to retrace the path of transformation of the ancient cultivators. And Tu Cheng chose the Floating World Fairy Palace! He wanted to retrace the path of the Patriarch. He firmly believed that as long as he was given a chance, he would definitely surpass the Patriarch and become the strongest among the generations of the Heart Demon Sect Masters.

On the Fairy Mountain, the White Jade Fairy Palace.

Floating light flowed, and a middle-aged man in a black robe stepped on the clouds and walked towards the Fairy Palace step by step.

Unlike the Heart Demon Sect Master Tu Cheng, the black-robed man came in from the void. The area where this man stepped on was full of twisted ripples. The whole mountain was rejecting him, but it couldn't do anything to him. Every step the black-robed man took, countless silk threads would emanate from his feet, which bound his body and kept dragging him forward. It felt like someone was 'pulling' him, trying to bring him into the Floating World Palace.

The power of the fairy mountain could not cut these threads, and could only allow him to go deeper into the mountain step by step and enter the palace.

The figures flying in the sky would become translucent shadows when passing by this person, false and unreal.

"The Floating World Palace and I are destined to be together, and no one can break this fate."

The black-robed man stepped on the ground, and the air behind him twisted. Under this twisted breath, the black-robed man looked into the distance, his robe fluttering. If Chen Luo was here, he would recognize at a glance that this person was the 'preacher' on the centipede scroll, the mysterious Ge Xian.

This person walked in the palace like a person outside the painting, he raised his right hand, and kept calculating something with his fingers.

Boom! !

A terrifying giant ape solidified from the illusion and hit the black-robed man on the head with a stick. At the moment when the iron rod touched his head, the body of the black-robed man turned into an illusion. The black giant stick passed through his body and fell to the ground, bringing a storm.

"If we are destined to meet, we will meet thousands of miles apart. If we are not destined to meet, we will not recognize each other! How can we meet if we are not destined to meet?"

The black-robed man clenched his right hand, and his palm seemed to be across the water, gently scooping.

"The beginning and end of fate are all in my hands."

The giant ape's expression froze, and a blood mark suddenly appeared on his huge body. This blood mark was like a sword energy, from top to bottom, cutting him in half at a 45-degree angle. The huge body exploded with a bang, and the exploded flesh and blood flew a distance away, and was pulled by an invisible force.

It compressed back little by little, and finally condensed into a small ball like a bullet and flew into the hands of the black-robed man.

The man in black opened his mouth and swallowed the small ball like a jelly bean. After eating the giant ape, the man in black robe continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened. As he walked, he counted and kept mumbling.

"It shouldn't be! If you follow my teachings, you should be destined to me. Is there something wrong in some link? Why can't you find that fate?"

Buzz! !

When the man in black robe was calculating a certain link, his movements suddenly stopped. A sword cry came from the void, and the man in black robe stopped and looked at his fingers.

On the tip of the index finger, a sword mark appeared at some point, and there was a wisp of gray-white mist below the sword mark.

"The sword of the Qionghua Sect, the inner demon that confuses people is really troublesome, and I met so many old friends at once."

The man in black robe sighed and stopped calculating.

Putting his hands behind his back, his figure gradually disappeared into the depths of the fairy palace.

inner city.

The pock-marked man who was bewitched by money carefully climbed over the wall. If it were such a high wall in the past, he would definitely not be able to climb over it, but now he seemed to be possessed by a 'god'. The wall was more than three meters high, and he gently climbed over it. Climb up in one leap.

He didn't attract anyone's attention along the way. After entering here, the defense became even tighter, with almost one sentry every three steps and one post every five steps.

But the strange thing is that these soldiers are as if they are blind. No one notices the pockmarked face. In the perception of these people, the pockmarked face becomes a transparent person.

The pockmarked face himself didn't know what was going on. He only had one thought in his mind right now.

Find Daoji Sect and dig their ancestral graves!

After walking for a while, there were fewer soldiers around, and gradually began to appear some handsome men and beauties wearing white clothes and carrying long swords on their backs. These people were spotless, and each one looked like an immortal walking out of a painting. Some people Sit on the top of a tree and exhale, and some people practice Qigong while standing on the water.

"Where is the grave? Why is there no grave?"

The pockmarked face completely ignored these people. He just wanted to dig graves now.

Only by digging graves can you make money!

"Um?"

The young man who was standing on the water practicing cultivation frowned. His eyes swept around and finally settled on the area where the pockmarked face stood.

There is nothing in that place.

It cannot be seen with the eyes, nor can it be scanned by the spiritual consciousness. But he just felt something was wrong. It was at the level of his state of mind. The disciple who was practicing on the water happened to be comprehending the Heart Sword.

"Who is there!"

The Xinjian disciple scolded, and the other disciples also looked over when they saw this.

But the pockmarked face ignored the Xinjian disciple's rebuke. He didn't find the tomb here and was ready to go deeper. Under the influence of the demonic energy, he seemed to have become invisible, bypassing everyone and continuing deeper.

The disciples of the Heart Sword have no way to determine their own induction.

He took out his sword and made a false slash in the direction of Mazi's face.

Phew!

The sword swept out like a crescent moon, accurately cutting the pockmarked face into two pieces. But the strange thing is that there is no blood flowing out from the broken body of the pockmarked face. After the two parts of the body were cut off, the upper half of the body flew up and floated in the air, while the lower half of the legs continued to move forward, as if there was no pain, and they only remembered their obsession.

Really no one?

Not seeing the corpse or blood, the Xinjian disciples took back their swords in confusion. The others also withdrew their gaze and continued to practice.

People's self-confidence will form inertia.

The same goes for Daoji Sect disciples. They don't believe that someone can hide in front of so many fellow disciples, let alone elders and true disciples among these people.

I climbed up the main mountain with the two halves of my body separated, and followed the stairs to the halfway point of the mountain.

The aura on the mountain became even stronger. A huge mirror turned to this direction and emitted a dazzling golden light. The pockmarked face illuminated by the light suddenly stopped, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes. Those emotions suppressed by 'greed' are showing signs of recovery. But this sign only lasted for a moment and was suppressed by the 'Golden Ingot' in his arms.

"Silver! You can earn more silver by finding the grave!"

Under the influence of Jin Yuanbao, the broken body with pockmarked face was glued together bit by bit. After repairing the pockmarked face, the golden ingot shook twice and slowly turned into a golden little mouse.

The little mouse stuck out its nose from Pockmarked's arms and sniffed twice.

Zhizhi!

The sound rang in Mazi's ears. Without thinking, he jumped out of the mountain road and followed the thorn bushes to the other side of the mountain. The mirror on the mountain continued to emit a faint light, sweeping across the mountain path over and over again, and the pockmarked face in the middle was hit no less than ten times.

But it's a pity that the pockmarked face itself is human.

And that mirror can only detect evil spirits! (End of chapter)