I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

A rainbow bridge cut through the sky.

Chen Luo did not hide his aura. He had not arrived yet, but his aura had arrived. The surviving cultivators in the Ancient God Sect all felt the pressure from the sky. That was the aura of the second step of cultivating immortals, the powerful soul refiner.

A flash of light passed, and Chen Luo's figure fell from the air and appeared in the back mountain of the Ancient God Sect.

The movements of the hands of the Kuchai Venerable paused for a moment, and he looked sideways at Chen Luo who fell from the sky, with a trace of doubt in his eyes. Why is this aura a bit like the madman he met in the Star Gate before?

In the battle of the Star Gate, the madman who practiced the incense left a deep impression on him.

For the immortal cultivators, the Shinto cultivators who absorb the "incense" are just like the soul cultivators, all of whom are madmen who do not consider the future. Every time this madman appears, he is very powerful. At his peak, he can even affect an area and endanger the Dao Sect.

But this kind of person appears quickly and dies quickly.

In the eyes of the Kuchai Venerable, the "Shinto madman" of the Star Gate is this kind of person.

Although he has a short life span now, compared with the imposing Shinto monk, he thinks he should be able to survive him.

It is common sense that all Shinto practitioners are short-lived.

Do you really think that the incense gods in the legendary world are so easy to get along with? Every time that thing descends, it consumes the life of the Shinto monk. The deeper the involvement, the faster the death.

"Old man, can I borrow the passage to the lower world?"

After Chen Luo came down, he didn't say a word of nonsense and directly stated his purpose.

It takes time to sacrifice the immortal corpse. The brain of the immortal corpse after collection has not been officially read yet. It will take a lot of time to sacrifice the hammer and sort out the harvest.

The upper world is full of enemies now. It is definitely not safe to stay here to practice, so Chen Luo plans to stay in the lower world for a while and meet his disciples by the way. Thinking of the scene he saw after extracting the "incense wish power" before, Chen Luo couldn't help but feel itchy.

Second disciple Ao Ye, it's time to educate him properly.

"You, you?!!"

Venerable Kuchai was stunned for a moment. Hearing this familiar tone, his mind could not help but think of the 'successor' he had finally found.

Two completely different faces in his memory overlapped strangely.

One person? !

Venerable Kuchai was stunned. He never thought that the Shinto monk he avoided was the same person as the successor he relied on.

"Aren't you a body cultivator? How did you become a Shinto monk!"

Venerable Kuchai couldn't help asking.

The last time they met was at the Jindan stage, and then he jumped to the Yuanying stage. This time, even the cultivation route has changed. A sixth-level strong man at the peak of the transformation of the spirit, a Shinto monk. This kind of person actually practiced his 'virtual god method' and became the successor of the ancient god sect.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Venerable Kuchai would have thought that there was something wrong with his state of mind and that his mind was affected by the inner demon.

"It's a temporary practice, not mainstream."

With a thought, the brain that assisted in practicing the divine way in the external brain quickly faded, and the physical practice brain returned to the main position. With the switch of the brain, Chen Luo's aura also changed from a divine way cultivator to the physical practice familiar to the Kuchai Venerable.

This scene made him dumbfounded.

Can the divine way be practiced temporarily?

When did it happen!

"Forget it, I'll go by myself. You should have a good rest at such an old age. Why chop wood for nothing?" Seeing the old man's dull face, Chen Luo was too lazy to wait, and went directly to the house to get the token of the Kuchai Venerable.

He has lived in this place for a long time and is very familiar with it.

Chen Luo, who took the token, turned around and flew towards the first peak at the foot of the mountain.

"Is this my fate?"

Looking at Chen Luo's disappearing back, the Kuchai Venerable suddenly came back to his senses, and the words in his memory emerged bit by bit. He seemed to understand vaguely.

Half a day later.

Tiannan Region.

Chen Luo returned to the lower world with the token of the Kuchai Venerable.

Qionghua Sect is still the largest sect in Tiannan Domain. Not long after the Taixu Patriarch Gu He left, Yu Junyao's cultivation level broke through, and he obtained the spiritual sword inheritance of Qionghua Sect, becoming one of the new generation of Qionghua Seven Ancestors. After that, disciples from other main peaks also broke through one after another. Although they did not reach the level of Gu He and the other seven people, in a place like Tiannan Domain, holding spiritual weapons is enough to deal with most difficulties.

Wan Yao Mountain.

On the edge of the blood-red mountain, exquisite hexagonal snowflakes fell from the sky and landed on the ground, covering the land with a layer of silver. The sword-shaped grass stood in the wind and snow, like a steel needle leaf passing through the wind and snow, hanging a thick layer of ice crystals.

Halfway up the mountain, raised gravel was everywhere.

This was originally a valley where the Soul Devouring Gu parasitized, and it was also one of the crisis points that the cross-domain flying boat had to pass through when passing through Wan Yao Mountain. It was a pity that after several major changes, the environment in the valley changed. All the plants died overnight, the springs dried up, and only a bare red gravel layer was left.

Snowflakes fell, covering the dark red of the ground.

On a protruding rock, a figure moved, and the ice and snow covering him slowly slid off.

The man took out a wine gourd from his waist, uncorked it, and poured a mouthful into his mouth.

The pungent smell slid down his throat, the chill was dispelled, and the man sitting in silence couldn't help but take a long breath of wine.

Ka.

On the mountain wall, a protruding rock on the mountain wall was pushed by someone, fell from the air, rolled to the ground, and collided with the gravel below, making a crisp sound.

The man sitting in silence put down the wine gourd in his hand, patted the snow on his body, and stood up from the ground.

The speed of the falling rubble in front was getting faster and faster. In just a moment, a huge cave appeared on the previously intact mountain wall, and a burst of purple demonic energy escaped from it.

"It seems that I didn't find the wrong place."

The man who was sitting with a smile on his face, and the face under the straw hat was raised. It was Chen Luo's old friend in the past - Ning Chenye.

This guy who was taken away by the Inn of This Life came to the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain for some reason. He looked like he was waiting for someone here.

Hiss

A snake sounded in the cave, and a dark red head poked out from it.

A centipede.

The black centipede claws penetrated the mountain and slowly crawled out from it. The dark body exuded a luster like fine iron under the refraction of light.

The ten-meter-long giant centipede, at the moment the centipede drilled out of the cave, the purple demonic energy around it became more and more dense, and even the snowflakes falling from the sky changed color. The power of the Transformation Realm spread out in invisible ripples, and a kind of ‘evil’ force penetrated the ground.

“National Master, how are you?”

Ning Chenye looked at the giant centipede crawling out of the cave and greeted him with a smile. A similar aura also rose from his body.

Dharma Seed!

He also has it.

In the past, Yin Yang Zhenjun split himself into two just to break through the Transformation Realm. Now that the two have merged into one, it is also common sense to break through the Transformation Realm.

“Who are you?”

The body of the centipede crawled out of a wave on the mountain, raised its head, and an old voice came out of the giant centipede’s mouth.

This centipede was the national master of the ancient country of the past thousand years, and the centipede spirit who snatched the sealed ‘plague beast’ from the Qionghua Seventh Ancestor.

As a Yuanying old monster of the same generation as the Qionghua Seventh Ancestor, the accumulation of the centipede spirit has long reached the limit. It’s just that it has not broken through because it has no way to transform into a god. After snatching the 'Juxing Jade' from the Qionghua Seventh Ancestor, he abandoned everything and hid in the Wan Yao Mountain.

Unfortunately, he never thought that the Juxing Jade was a trap set by the Qionghua Seventh Ancestor from the beginning.

He held the 'Juxing Jade' in his retreat with hope, and was almost eaten by the plague beast in the Juxing Jade. Fortunately, he had some experience and used the life-saving talisman given to him by his master 'Ge Xian' to successfully survive the disaster. After that, he devoured the plague beast in reverse and absorbed the opponent's magic seeds.

After hundreds of years of digestion, he finally achieved the magic of the demon and achieved the state of transformation!

His biggest purpose in coming out of retreat this time was to take revenge.

He wanted to take back all the things he lost, and let the Qionghua Seventh Ancestor understand what cruelty is!

"You don't even recognize me, think about it again."

Ning Chenye's face was distorted, and his voice changed to a male and female voice. The left side of his face was a man, and the right side of his face was a woman.

"Yin Yang Demon Lord!"

The centipede demon immediately remembered this person.

The first Yuanying cultivator in Tiannan Territory, and the only genius who has explored the path of transformation with his own foundation. When the other party was at his peak, the centipede demon had contact with the other party and knew how powerful he was.

"You have also broken through the transformation realm?"

The centipede demon looked at the Yin-Yang Demon Lord in front of him with a face full of fear.

He thought that he would sweep all enemies with the momentum of dominating the world this time, but he didn't expect to meet such a powerful enemy as soon as he came out of the retreat. Judging from the other party's appearance, it was clear that he had already calculated his position and was waiting for him here.

Tiannan Territory is so big, how can it accommodate two transformation gods?

The centipede demon's demon body coiled up, and the demonic energy on his body fluctuated like a tide, and the snowflakes falling from the sky were pushed away by the invisible force field.

"It seems that we have the same idea."

Ning Chenye narrowed his eyes. He was waiting here not to chat with the centipede demon, but to eat him. Only the centipede demon who broke through the transformation realm could make up for his shortcomings in the path. So.

He has this centipede monster ready to take it.

No one can save it!

"Die!"

The centipede monster was more decisive, without a word of nonsense. The magic seeds around him instantly emerged, and layers of purple plague spread.

Ning Chenye's magic seeds were obviously more bizarre than the centipede monster.

The moment he took action, three colors emerged around him, the left side was a gray and dead color, the right side was a warm sunshine color, and only the middle color was unified, just like reality.

This is the power of the inn. Ning Chenye merged a section of the inn's stairs and became a part of the inn. The magic seeds he called were naturally the magic seeds of the inn.

Ning Chenye called this power "reappearance". (End of this chapter)