I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

"There are many people who want that thing. I have some information here that I can give to you for free." The landlady said with a smile.

She has a very accurate eye for seeing people.

Although the man in front of him was alone, his temperament was different from that of other desperadoes. He had an extra artistic conception that no one else had, especially the sword in his hand. A very pure sword. The moment he saw this sword, he was sure of this person's strength. That's why she came here to test and get more information.

Because the inn is engaged in news trading.

"How about it? Do you want to"

"It came quite quickly."

The landlady's voice was interrupted by Chen Luo.

Groan!

The long sword on the table made a sword cry, as if in response to the sword cry, the same sword cry came from outside. The noisy sounds in the inn also disappeared, leaving only the sound of two swords.

Another figure walked over against the wind and sand. The sound of footsteps was clearly audible, and even the sound of howling wind and sand was suppressed.

"It's the breath of the Sword Master!"

Someone saw the figure outside through the crack in the door.

"You want to challenge the Sword Master?!"

The landlady reacted suddenly and looked at Chen Luo as if she were looking at a dead person.

The legend of the Sword Master has been circulating for a long time. The people in the inn, including the proprietress, all grew up hearing the legend of the Sword Master. In this magical land, the Sword Master is God. The most heard rumor is the Holy Sword Sect. The Sword Master comes from the Holy Sword Sect, and he is one person, one sect, and one lineage.

Each generation will have a new Juggernaut to inherit the position of Juggernaut, over and over again, without ever failing.

Under this sand, there are countless people who challenge the Sword Master.

The biggest reason why the inn can be so prosperous in this desert land is because of the existence of the Sword Master. Whether they are those who challenge the Sword Master or those who want to become their disciples, they will all settle here.

Buzz! !

The air suddenly became stagnant.

The gray sword energy swept across the middle of the inn, and the wooden inn was split into two by this sword energy. The man sitting at the middle wine table had a stiff expression, and a blood streak flowed down his eyebrows.

With a 'crash', the wooden table broke and the drinker fell to the ground. At this time, the inn also lost its support and collapsed on both sides. The drinkers who were planning to watch the excitement fled in all directions. The proprietress grabbed Chen Luo's arm and used Qinggong to take him out.

Boom.

As soon as he escaped, he saw the inn behind him collapsed, and a bottomless ravine remained on the sand behind him.

The faces of everyone who survived the disaster were full of horror.

This kind of sword energy has gone beyond the scope of martial arts. In their opinion, only a sword master can achieve this step.

"Not dead?"

The wind and sand cleared, and a pale young man appeared on the opposite side with a faint smile on his face.

"Why are you running away? Wouldn't it be better to die inside?"

There are mana fluctuations in the young man's body, which is equivalent to the Foundation Establishment Realm. The sword he just slashed is exactly the same as the swordsmanship magical power of the Foundation Establishment Realm swordsman.

"Forget it, you don't need to say it. Everyone who comes here to challenge has a lot of excuses. I may still listen to them at first, but now."

The young man drew his sword.

This is a second-level magic weapon.

For people in the martial arts world in the Land of Jueling, the second-level magical weapon is a magical weapon, capable of blowing hair and cutting off hair, and cutting iron like mud.

"I just feel bored."

"Sir Sword Master, I..." The landlady and all the drinkers looked pale.

They wanted to leave, but found that their hands and feet could not move. From the moment they escaped from the inn, they were locked by the sword intent on each other.

"It'll be quick."

The young man held the sword in his hand, the sword intention spread from his hand, and a layer of faint white light escaped from the sword body. The frightened pleas of the people next to him were ignored by him. In his opinion, these people were just ants, and it didn't matter how many died.

Life is like a weed, no matter how much it is cut, it will grow back.

Bang!

The young man who was about to swing his sword felt his eyes go dark, and his nostrils seemed to have touched something cold.

One foot stepped down on his left cheek, and the right cheek was buried in the sand, and the hot and rough touch returned.

Why did I fall?

The young man was a little confused because he didn't see clearly. But he soon realized that he seemed to have been stepped on!

Anger surged into his heart instantly.

"How dare you!!"

"It'll be quick."

The same words came out of the other person's mouth.

One hand pinched his neck, moved his feet away, and lifted him up like a chicken. A force beyond his understanding froze his body. The power that was originally everywhere seemed to be isolated, and he couldn't even speak.

The feeling of death came over me.

He wants to kill me? no! I'm a sword master! !

Click!

The palm holding his neck was gently squeezed, and the young man's body twitched. After struggling for a while, he suddenly lost strength.

Too weak.

"The weeds will grow again soon." Chen Luo didn't even bother to pick it up, and threw it aside with a flick of his hand.

The sword master is dead?

A group of people nearby stared blankly at the scene in front of them, and some couldn't help but slap themselves, suspecting that they were hallucinating.

"It seems that the Pig Dragon Sword Master can't come."

Chen Luo withdrew his consciousness, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

The figure flashed, and when he settled down again, he appeared on the sandy hill to the north of the inn. There is a big rock on the top of the mountain, and there is a rickety old monster sitting on it. This monster has the face of a dragon, wild boar tusks, and a sword placed flat on its legs.

A faint layer of evil spirit lingers on the top of the mountain, giving this extraordinary place an extra ray of evil spirit.

The Pig Dragon Sword Master is dead.

The young man Chen Luo met before entered the Tao here. The demonic aura left behind by the Pig Dragon Sword Master after his death has become the spiritual spring of this extraordinary land. The young man cultivated through this power. He absorbed the demonic energy of the Pig Dragon Sword Master, understood the remains of the Pig Dragon Sword Master, and became a swordsman.

Most of the legends of the Sword Master in the Land of Absolute Spirits were made up by this young man.

He likes this feeling of invincibility.

If Chen Luo hadn't arrived, he might have continued to dominate here until one day he got tired of this life and left, or died.

"I originally wanted to try your sword, but it's a pity."

Chen Luo walked over and put one hand on the Pig Dragon Sword Master's head. The familiar gray energy poured into his body, and the restless sword cultivation power in his body calmed down instantly, and a stronger sword intent appeared in his consciousness.

Withering sword intent.

The Pig Dragon Sword Master's brain was 70% damaged, with 30% remaining. Among the remaining 30%, Chen Luo read several obsession fragments. There is a part where the Pig Dragon Sword Master practices his sword.

The reason why he is sitting here is to hone his sword intent.

He tried to go one step further by transforming his withered sword spirit into a sword soul. It's a pity that he failed. The essence of swordsmanship and swordsmanship is the same, living towards death. Success will soar into the sky, while failure will be buried in the sword grave and no one will care about it.

The corpse decayed and turned into sand and dust that was blown away by the wind.

Buzz.

The spirit sword screamed, and the luster on its surface dimmed visibly to the naked eye. There was only a 'click' sound, and the spiritual sword that had accompanied the Pig Dragon Sword Master all his life was shattered. Along with the Pig Dragon Sword Master's body, it turned into dust and blended into the desert.

Spiritual weapons are alive.

This is also the basis for the power of spiritual weapons.

Adapting to the new brain in his body, Chen Luo closed his eyes. The Taixu Sword in his hand trembled slightly, and for the first time, he felt the emotion of 'joy' from this sword.

"senior!"

Only then did a group of Jianghu people who had survived the disaster rushed to the mountainside.

The inn is not far from the top of the mountain. In the past, when the Sword Master was alive, they did not dare to go up the mountain. They only dared to sell information about the Sword Master at the foot of the mountain and get some fake secrets, fake treasures and the like to make money. But now that the Sword Master is dead, there is no danger in this forbidden sacred mountain that no one has ever set foot on.

"Please, senior, accept me as your disciple!!"

A Jianghu guest who rushed to the front fell to his knees and kowtowed his head without waiting for Chen Luo to agree.

He smelled an opportunity to change his destiny.

The same goes for the other people next to them. This group of people all hang out in the desert, and every one of them is a human being. The female owner of the inn was also among these people. She looked at Chen Luo with uneasiness. She remembered that not long ago, she had teased this enigmatic senior.

I just hope that the other party won't argue with her, otherwise judging from the way the other party crushed the sword master to death, it wouldn't be that difficult to crush her to death.

Chen Luo took back the Taixu Sword and looked back at the Jianghu people who were coming up the mountain. He glanced around and finally landed on the female boss.

He remembered that when the sword energy hit the inn, this woman gave him a hand.

"Do you also want to become my teacher?"

"I."

Sensing Chen Luo's gaze, the spicy and sexy female boss lady suddenly became nervous.

"Unfortunately, I don't accept disciples."

Chen Luo grinned, just like when the female boss lady teased him before. With a loud laugh, the figure turned into the wind and flew into the sky.

This scene made everyone on the mountain look shocked.

Fly away?

He can fly! !

The legend of the Sword Master has always existed, and it is not difficult for Jianghu people to temporarily control the sky. But there is an essential difference between flying in the air and flying. These people are all martial arts practitioners, so they naturally understand the difference.

"Fairy!!"

"What did I miss!"

The first few people to kowtow suddenly began to wail, but a few people who reacted quickly started to move quickly. Ignoring the wailing people, he searched the mountain as quickly as possible. If the gods don't embrace you, the legacy of the sword master cannot be missed.

The innkeeper's wife still stood where she was.

She stared blankly at the big rock in front of her, feeling that her brain was sober as never before. In her field of vision, the departing 'immortal' was dancing his sword skills, and pieces of flashing text flowed into her brain like flying insects.

‘Secret of Immortality! ’

She knew that she had had an adventure, and the immortal who left passed on an immortal magic to her. (End of this chapter)