I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

Although he had known that the Flower-backed Turtle would dig graves at other places after coming down the mountain last time, he never expected that he would be so bold. Compared with ordinary Dao sects, the demon clan is more powerful. The entire force is like an alliance, and powerful tribes have top experts within them.

Putting down the jade slip of communication, Chen Luo wrote down the location mentioned by the flower-backed turtle, got up and walked out of the ancient pagoda.

The demon clan is not in a hurry for the time being.

If you want to go to the demon clan to rob the tomb, your current strength is still a little bit behind, and you can't convince others with your virtue.

I haven’t gone out for more than three months, and the scene outside is the same as when I came here, no change. The Stars Sect is now too busy taking care of itself, and many affiliated forces under its command have defected. Most of the immortal cultivators who fled to the Ancient God Sect were this group of people. If you are not picked up by the Dao Palace and want to survive, you can only find your own way out. The remaining part, like the Yongxian Kingdom, was occupied by powerful foreigners like Chen Luo. The situation of these vassal forces will not change until the general situation becomes clear.

On the street, Chen Luo was strolling around like an ordinary person.

The long-lost scent of incense gave him a feeling of returning to the world of mortals.

This is a feeling that is completely opposite to the "Legendary World". The five turbid energies are added to the body and the mind is trained in the world of mortals.

After two streets, the road suddenly became much dirtier, and the original white jade ground turned into earthy gray stone slabs. The passers-by have also changed from immortal cultivators refining energy and building foundations to ordinary people. There were vendors pulling pack horses into the city, vendors hawking along the streets, jugglers, and dung men pushing dung carts.

The smell also became turbid, including the aroma of vegetables from roadside restaurants, the smell of sweat from pedestrians on the street, the aroma of rouge from women passing by, and the stench of dung trucks.

These smells have long since faded, but cultivators can still feel them.

This is the turbid area of ​​Yongxianjing.

The spiritual energy is thin and dirty. It's no wonder that people from the Immortal District don't like to come here. It feels like going from a clear pool to a sewage pool, and I feel uncomfortable all over.

Chen Luo walked on the street, surrounded by pure air, like a fairy in the world.

When people next to him saw him, they would subconsciously move away. Yongxianjing is a city where immortal cultivators and mortals are mixed. Most of the immortal cultivators stay in the immortal area on weekdays, but occasionally there are people passing by here. The people living here have long been accustomed to the existence of 'immortals', and they also dream of one day being able to meet someone from the sky and become an immortal cultivator.

After walking for a while, Chen Luo suddenly saw a group of people surrounding the restaurant in front of him.

From time to time, cheers came from inside.

There were many people gathered inside. A young man sitting at the table, with a paper fan slanted behind his back, was telling stories vividly. This person, Chen Luo, had some impression that he was one of the storytellers recruited by Li Shengnan, the imperial master of that day.

"Let's talk about the old demon Chen, who has a mouth as deep as the abyss, three heads and eight arms. He picked up the weapon and smashed it at the monkey. The sky was shattered and the earth was shattered, and the sun and the moon were dimmed."

Chen Luo stood at the door and listened for a while, and found that the storytellers Li Shengnan had found were indeed good at it. The content of their stories was very exciting, with climaxes and fascinating stories. It's just that the protagonist's personality doesn't suit him, he always likes to kill people randomly.

He is a peace-loving and kind man, but his image has been distorted by these people.

Nowadays, ordinary families in Yongxian Jingzhuo District use his name to scare people when coaxing their children.

After passing the restaurant, Chen Luo continued to move forward, and soon arrived at the government office in Zhuo District.

This is the institution where Yongxianjing manages ordinary people, and all the Shangguan officials are immortal cultivators. However, most of them are only monks in the early and middle stages of Qi refining, and they are not willing to come here after the late stage of Qi refining. For immortal cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm, the total lifespan is only a hundred years, and every year lost may affect the Dao Foundation. Only those who have no hope of building a foundation and have walked out of the turbid area will return here.

"Is this the temple of Lucky Baby?"

Chen Luo did not enter the government office, but turned his attention to the temple nearby.

Fortune Temple.

This temple is one of the most religious temples in Yongxian Kingdom. Its establishment next to the government office is enough to illustrate its status in Yongxian Kingdom.

Entering the temple, Chen Luo looked around.

The temple is antique, with bluestone floors and red walls and blue bricks.

After passing through the gate, there is a square courtyard inside, with a round tripod more than three meters high in the middle, filled with incense and incense. After bypassing the incense tripod, there are two white stone steps in front of it, one on the left and one on the right. In the temple opposite the gate, there are three statues of gods enshrined.

Two auxiliary gods and one main god.

The assistant spirit is divided into two parts: on the left is a fat pig carrying a big hammer, and on the right is a white-haired monkey with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. There is a pink doll enshrined on the altar in the middle. This doll is the lucky baby that Chen Luo saw in the "Legendary World" not long ago.

Below, Miao Zhu is sitting on the edge, interpreting the signatures for people.

Pilgrims coming and going kept kneeling below and making wishes.

"It seems that not all wishes can be passed on."

Chen Luo withdrew his gaze, turned around and left the temple. Others didn't dare to ask more questions when they saw him coming in and out, they just subconsciously moved out of the way. Most of the immortal cultivators do not believe in gods. This is something that all ordinary people living in the turbid area know.

Return to the ancient pagoda.

Chen Luo returned to the top.

"Find my own legend first, and then do the rest slowly." He picked up a bottle with his right hand, and a little light appeared between his index fingers, and the liquid in the bottle was extracted.

Irregular purple liquid fluctuated in front of me, and a strange fragrance spread out.

This bottle contained sand snake venom. It was supposed to be a resource for the Star Gate, but it was intercepted by Chen Luo. This kind of thing is extremely expensive, and the output is lower than the five-color spirit flower. But the effect is also surprisingly good, and it is the best cultivation resource from the realm of transformation to the realm of gods.

Chen Luo originally wanted to extract this substance and refine it into a pill, but he tried several methods but could not find a way to neutralize the medicinal properties.

The elixirs of the fifth level and above involve more mysterious things. They have broken away from conventional spiritual materials and need to be made by adding some mysterious things. For example, regarding 'Desire', Chen Luo currently holds a fifth-level body refining elixir obtained from the Ancient God Sect. When refining the elixir, the emotion of 'anger' must be added.

This kind of abstract elixir formula is something that Chen Luo has never come across before. Fortunately, the two medicine boys in the external brain have some 'instincts'. Chen Luo only needs to collect the corresponding materials and update the alchemy techniques. . This speed of alchemy upgrading is due to him. Ordinary alchemists, especially alchemists above the fifth level, have accumulated more than a thousand years of experience.

Chen Luo is less than 500 years old now. Among traditional alchemists, he can only refine some third-level elixirs at most. Fourth-level elixirs are not enough, let alone fifth-level elixirs at the god level.

The venom of the Sand Snake is a fifth-level spiritual material. If you want to refine it into an elixir, you need to master the corresponding elixir recipe. This elixir recipe is only available in the Star Gate. Before obtaining a new elixir recipe, Chen Luo could only use the raw materials directly like other monks.

The aroma becomes more intense.

A scent similar to that of grass passed through his nose, and Chen Luo felt his eyes light up.

All the fatigue in the soul disappeared, and the spirit became complete again.

"The effect of the sand snake venom is even better than expected." Sensing his body condition, Chen Luo flew away from his body with ease and entered the 'legendary world' again.

The story of Yongxian Jingnei has spread for so long, and his legend must have been born in the legend world.

What he has to do now is to find this power and merge it with his soul.

Legend world.

It was raining heavily in the sky, and the black rainwater fell to the ground like ink, causing splashes of water.

A world like ink and wash, the ground is pure white.

After the black rainwater wetted the ground, it was quickly eroded by the white color and disappeared.

"The scene has changed?"

Chen Luo appeared in this empty world wearing a blue robe. It has become the only color in this black and white world, which is particularly eye-catching.

Last time, Lucky Baby led the way, so the place they went to was very similar to Yongxian Kingdom. This time, no one led the way. Chen Luo came in using the same method, but the scene he saw was completely different.

Chen Luo looked around.

There are several gray-white stones with traces left by ink and ink pen outlines on them. Several dark-white bamboos swayed in the rain, and black raindrops hit the bamboo leaves, splashing large water droplets.

Boom.

Chen Luo took a step and heard the sound of water dripping into the lake under his feet.

He looked down and saw a circle of ripples appearing under his feet, and dark black lines appeared on the pure white ground, spreading into the distance.

"water?"

Chen Luo knelt down and touched it with his hand.

A cold touch came from the ground, and the feedback was not water, but stone. The texture is very similar to marble, a little cold, but completely different.

Where the palm touched, ripples rippled again.

Chen Luo tried to dig, but he couldn't dig it. The ground was flat.

I got up and followed the feeling of my soul, and walked forward along the road for a while. There were gradually more buildings around me.

These buildings, like the previous stones and bamboos, are all dark black. The ink strokes are clearly visible, and the rainwater hitting them makes a glassy sound, which is pleasant to the ear.

"Zui Xian Tower?"

After walking along the edge of the building for a while, Chen Luo saw a restaurant. He had seen this restaurant outside before. It was the place where storyteller Du Jiang told stories. I just don’t know why, but this ordinary restaurant also appeared in the legend world, and it seems to be related to his ‘legend’.

When you put your hand on the door, it feels exactly like real wood.

squeak

The door opened in response.

Chen Luo raised his feet and walked in. The scene inside was exactly the same as the restaurant he had seen in the Yongxian Guozhuo District before. Even the table where the storyteller Du Jiang sat was restored. The only difference is that there are no people here, no audience.

All buildings are also ink color, only black, white and gray.

Chen Luo did not continue walking inside, but reached out and untied the cave gourd from his waist. The reason why a spiritual weapon is called a spiritual weapon is because it has spirituality and can follow the soul into the 'legendary world'. (End of chapter)