I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

"No matter who she is, my brother must save her!" Chen Luo said righteously.

This has nothing to do with the 'big stuff' in the hands of the flower-backed turtle, nor is it a peek into the brain of the demon clan's holy mountain. It's just pure brotherhood.

Seeing Chen Luo's expression, a trace of envy flashed in the eyes of the willow spirit.

"I'm so lucky to be your brother."

"You will be my brother in the future!"

Chen Luo patted the big willow tree on the shoulder, his eyes swept over the top of the other's head, and then looked at his feet, and a thought flashed through his mind.

Where is the brain of this big willow tree?

The willow spirit did not notice Chen Luo's gaze, but felt that this person was loyal and worthy of friendship. So he carefully told Chen Luo the details he knew, including other legends on the animal skin.

After getting the information he wanted, Chen Luo bid farewell to the willow spirit and returned to the seventh house at the entrance of the village.

The monsters in the village did not notice anything unusual. They were busy as usual. Some of them would nod and greet Chen Luo when they saw him coming. If they were not wearing monster faces, Chen Luo would have thought he had returned to the human world.

In the room.

Chen Luo passed through the door opened by the woman in the mural and entered the secret room inside.

This time he collected the four strange insects in the insect breeding room next to him and prepared to go to the legendary world again. He had not tried to enter the legendary world in the flesh, but the flower-backed turtle and others could do it, so there was no reason why he, the eldest brother, could not do it.

"The legendary world is not the real world. It is a false world constructed by legends and wishes."

Chen Luo reached out and took out an ordinary spirit sword from the cave gourd, and put a bone bead on the other side of the table.

"The body is real and cannot be transformed into a virtual one. But a spiritual weapon can! I can change my mindset and refine the body as a spiritual weapon. As long as the body becomes a spiritual weapon, it can break the boundary between reality and virtuality and enter the world of legend."

The spiritual sword was snatched by Chen Luo from Shi Shang, a disciple of the Star Gate. This low-level spiritual weapon has no value in Chen Luo's eyes now, so it is just right to be consumed. The bone bead was left by the corpse demon. After the failure of the tribulation, it was left with such a small thing. It has been gathering dust in Chen Luo's cave gourd for such a long time. Now it is just right to recycle it together.

'Soul-stealing reverse refining.'

A memory related to the weapon refiner emerged in Chen Luo's mind. He didn't know where he saw this formula, but with the brains of weapon refiners like Ouyang Lian, he would not forget the relevant inheritance he had seen.

This reverse refining method is the secret technique of the Star Gate. In the past, Ouyang Lian studied many secret methods to refine a spiritual weapon, and the soul-stealing reverse refining method was one of them. This secret method can extract the spirituality of the spiritual weapon itself and transfer it to another magic weapon. By forcibly giving it spirituality, the magic weapon can be upgraded.

It is a useless method of one-for-one exchange.

It is just right for Chen Luo at this moment. Considering that he is not a spiritual weapon, Chen Luo deliberately added bone beads to the materials. Bone beads were originally extracted from corpse puppets and have been baptized by heavenly tribulations. The attributes are both yin and yang, which is most suitable for use here.

After putting down the two treasures, Chen Luo bit the tip of his index finger.

‘Blood leads to nine turns, and fire ignites to seize the soul.’

The brain of the weapon refiner Ouyang Lian quickly became active, and the frequency between Chen Luo’s hands suddenly became extremely stable. The dripping blood was quickly divided into strands of hair-like thin threads, which were divided into two parts and wrapped around the bone beads and the spiritual sword respectively.

Crack!

The moment the blood was integrated, cracks appeared on the surface of the bone beads and the spiritual sword, and the breath inside was extracted. The bone bead was visibly gray, and in a flash it turned into a handful of ashes. The spirit sword next to it trembled desperately, as if it sensed the danger and wanted to avoid it.

This is the instinct of the spirit weapon.

Although the spirit sword that was injured was of low grade, it was also a level one spirit sword, and it still had basic reactions. It was a pity that this spiritual power was too weak, and it couldn't even fly away. After the blood thread pierced the spirit sword, the sword body stopped trembling instantly. The spiritual power was like mist, and was drawn out by the blood thread. After losing the spiritual power, the light on the sword body dimmed visibly, and the glass-like cracks spread. After a crisp porcelain cracking sound, the spirit sword broke apart.

The spiritual power was absorbed by the blood thread and merged into Chen Luo's body along the wound.

A mysterious feeling surged into his heart, and a layer of pale white light suddenly appeared on the surface of his body. These streams of light spread along the meridians and finally merged into his bones. The already strong bones became even more extraordinary under the blessing of this layer of "spirituality". Especially the bones in the spine, which emitted layers of white light.

The jade bones of Madam White Bone, which had merged into her body in the past, seemed to come alive at this moment.

"It's at this moment."

Chen Luo raised his foot and stepped forward.

There was a table in front of him, and under normal circumstances, he would have hit it directly. But at this moment, under the blessing of this layer of spiritual light, his body seemed to have become an illusory body, passing through the middle of the table, and like the previous soul body, he walked straight across the wall, and a road invisible to the naked eye appeared under his feet.

When everything was stable, Chen Luo found himself back in the passage.

This place was exactly where he left the mark when he left the "Legendary World" before.

"It's really different!"

Standing in the passage, Chen Luo's consciousness spread unbridled. Different from the previous soul body, this time the passage in Chen Luo's eyes was distorted like a scroll. The passage ahead was no longer a single forward route, but became three.

Left, center, right.

The middle one was the passage he saw when his soul body came in before, and the two extra left and right passages were what he saw from the physical sight.

‘No danger. ’

The three big brothers in the external brain emerged at the same time and made judgments on these three channels. The brain, which is sensitive to danger, did not notice the problem.

It's just that the passage suddenly changed from one to three, which made Chen Luo not know which one to take for a while. This damn place didn't look like he could turn back. If he chose the wrong one, he might lead to one. The opposite of the goal. If you are unlucky, you will have great fun if you go to the dojo where the monster clan can return to the void.

"How did the three of them choose the Flower-backed Turtle?"

Chen Luo switched the perspective, and the magic brain in the external brain quickly revived and became the main body.

Divination!

So will he.

He took out the turtle shell, put it in the palm of his hand, and traced the texture of the turtle shell with his index finger. A burst of pale white light followed the index finger, and then there was a flash of light.

The turtle shell flew up out of thin air, rotated twice three inches above the palm of the hand, and settled in the left direction.

Chen Luo didn't say anything, raised his feet and walked in.

The appearance of the passage was exactly the same as the previous one in the middle. Chen Luo walked for about ten minutes when a burst of light came from the front.

An empty circular room appeared at the end of the passage.

There is a large iron pot standing in the middle of the house, and a rich aroma comes from the iron pot. A stooped old lady stood beside the iron pot with a spoon and kept stirring. The old lady was short in stature, dressed in coarse linen clothes, her hair was wrapped in a black hairband, and the hand holding the spoon was covered with age spots, as dry as a corpse.

"Are guests coming?"

Sensing the movement behind her, the old lady stopped what she was doing and turned her head.

The face was as dry as bark, all the teeth were missing, the outer lips were deeply sunken, and the old eyes were squinted, as if it was difficult to see.

"Sit down and have some soup. The freshly picked mushrooms taste very fresh."

The old lady grinned, scooped up a spoonful of soup with a wooden spoon, and greeted her warmly. There were two dark mushrooms floating in the spoon, and the purple spots looked particularly conspicuous.

Chen Luo looked at the old woman in front of him, and there was nothing there.

This old woman, like the fox-faced succubus who sneaked up on him before, is something that cannot be sensed by his spiritual consciousness. He just doesn't know who her carrier is.

‘Grandma Yan, a demon with a reputation for more than five thousand years, whose strength is unknown. ’

The news that Willow Tree Spirit told him appeared in Chen Luo's mind.

The most troublesome thing about this evil spirit is not its strength, but its existence. Their position cannot be sensed by normal means, let alone attacked.

'I can see her. ’

The thought of ghost cultivator Xue Ning emerged, and the world in Chen Luo's eyes quickly changed with the rise of this thought. The originally empty secret room turned into a tiled house made of bluestone and square bricks, and the surrounding area turned into an empty courtyard. The big iron pot standing in the middle of the secret room has also been transformed into the doorway of the tile-roofed house, with a rusty stove burning a fire underneath. The poisonous mushrooms in the wooden spoon also turned into red radishes, exuding a faint fragrance.

Even Granny Yan, who was making the soup, changed. Her standing position changed from the left to the right, and her face became much kinder.

Information perceived by sight and smell is transformed.

This is the perspective of ghost cultivators.

When the physical body exists, the ghost cultivator's brain will appear. If we return to the original perspective, the courtyard and the soup in the iron pot will change, and the image of Granny Yan will return to what it was before.

"Where does the back lead to?"

Chen Luo looked towards the back of the room. In the original view, that was the other end of the passage.

"The back hill is where pigs are raised."

Seeing that Chen Luo didn't move, Granny Yan took back the spoon and took a sip herself.

"It's been a long time since I've been to this place, and meeting you means we are destined to meet you. I see that you are in a lot of trouble. Do you want your mother-in-law to help?"

"I'm looking for someone."

After weighing it, Chen Luo stated his purpose. He didn't sense any malice from this old lady. Just as Willow Tree Spirit said, Granny Yan was a special legend. She had her own consciousness and was someone she could communicate with.

"Very few people come here. If someone does come, the old lady will definitely remember it."

Granny Yan went into the house and took out two porcelain bowls, and filled one bowl for herself and Chen Luo.

An old wooden table appeared out of thin air on the side. Granny Yan put the bowl on it, motioned for Chen Luo to sit down and said. (End of chapter)