I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

As soon as Chen Luo walked out of the yard, he found two more people in the yard. The flower-backed turtle is still the same as before, but the difference is that there is an old man wearing gray cloth and linen in front of him.

The old man was short and skinny, as if he could be blown over by a gust of wind. At this moment, he was sitting next to Chen Luo's newly built pond fishing. When he heard the door opening, the old man raised his head and smiled at Chen Luo who came out.

"Don't be surprised if you come uninvited."

The flower-backed turtle standing behind him was grinning and winking at him, as if conveying some message to him. Chen Luo felt a dangerous aura from this old man, and this aura filled the entire area. The old fishing man in front of me was like a finger stretched out by a giant, completely unreal.

The almost endless demonic energy reminded Chen Luo of the big whale he met in Tiannan Territory.

This is the breath that will only be produced after the amount has accumulated to a certain extent.

Almost at the same time, in the external brain, the brain that is sensitive to danger became active, and hundreds of thoughts emerged at the same time.

'Danger! ’

‘Old monster. ’

‘The Turtle Ancestor under the Holy Mountain! ’

The last thought caught Chen Luo's attention. He paid attention and found that this idea was left by Hu Si, the ancestor of the fox clan of the previous generation. He had seen this old turtle before his death, so he recognized the old man immediately when he saw him.

The old man didn't seem to notice

"I charge a fee for fishing here."

Chen Luo observed the old man fishing and suddenly said something.

Ignoring the frightened spotted turtle next to him, he walked to sit down next to the old man and also took out a fishing rod.

When the old man saw this scene, a smile appeared on his face.

"Easy to say."

He reached into his arms, took out two small round stones, and threw them to Chen Luo. The flower-backed turtle behind him was so drooling when he looked at it. He had already seen what kind of temper this ancestor had. It could be said that he had nothing to lose, only the water that came in, and no water that came out! I don’t know what happened today, but I became so generous.

Road stone!

Chen Luo narrowed his eyes. He naturally knew what these two stones were. He had refined one not long ago. Using Dao stones as fishing money, this old man is not an ordinary fat man.

His cultivation level is also strong, but I don’t know what his brain is like.

Chen Luo subconsciously looked at the other person's half-bald head, weighed it for a moment, and gave up on this tempting idea.

"I didn't expect that the Minggui clan would have any descendants. The old man appreciates your kindness in this matter."

The old man fished very slowly, as if he had long been accustomed to this rhythm.

"Senior is he also a fate turtle?"

Fate turtles are very rare, and this race related to fate has become extinct in many places. Chen Luo took a fancy to the uniqueness of the flower-backed turtle, so he took him out of the demon world. Such a satisfactory brother can be used to explore the road when danger arises, to fill the stomach when hungry, to exchange money when poor, and to block knives when being chased. It can be said that it is a fully functional option that is a must-have for practicing outside.

"So be it."

The old man moved the fishing line in his hand, and several large black fish that had just approached the hook were dispersed.

"I have been paying attention to you since you entered the Monster Clan. There are several auras on your body that I can't see through. If it weren't for this junior, I would never come out to see you."

The old man's word "Bu Nian" is the name of the flower-backed turtle.

Flowers are not stubborn.

The Turtle Ancestor under the Holy Mountain, Chen Luo couldn't help but picture the exaggeratedly huge turtle below.

An old monster that travels around the world carrying a holy mountain on its back!

It's no wonder that the demonic energy on his body gives him the feeling of a big whale. Compared with this old monster, a big whale can only stand aside.

The Flower-backed Turtle is a demon clan that infiltrated with Ding Jian and Yu Wenling. After arriving at the Monster Clan, Ding Jian and Yu Wenling's memories were immediately changed, their cognition distorted, and they forgot the past. Only the Flower-backed Turtle was not affected in any way. Chen Luo thought it was the Flower-backed Turtle's status as a demon clan that played a role. Su Linlin's protection later allowed him to escape this disaster.

Now it seems that the person who really protects him is the old man in front of him.

"The human race is better. They are born with shortcuts. It took hundreds of years of hard work to reach this state. It took me a full six thousand years to cultivate to the realm of returning to the void."

"Every gain must come with a loss. The price of taking a shortcut is a short life span."

Both the human race and the demon race have their own advantages. The human race has shortcuts, superior understanding, and the speed of practice is much faster than that of the demon race. However, the lifespan of the demon race is far greater than that of humans, and their understanding is slightly weaker. At the same level of Qi refining, it only takes twenty years for a human genius monk, while it takes at least a hundred years for a demon clan, and some even take two hundred years. The next realm will be one step at a time, and each step will take five to ten times more time than the human race. Turtle Ancestor is already considered a rare genius among the demon clan. Those demon clans who are not enlightened enough will never reach his level until their death.

"You see clearly."

Guizu put down his fishing rod and rested it on a raised stone.

"I'm here to come to you this time. In addition to being stubborn, there is one more thing I want to tell you." The old guy turned his head and looked at Chen Luo with a smile.

"The 'Tao' of the demon clan cannot be given to you."

"You are worrying too much. There are seven demon saints on the mountain, and I am no match for them." Chen Luo said sincerely, as if he really had no interest in the 'Tao' of the demon clan.

Guizu laughed, he didn't believe a word of Chen Luo's words.

If he really has no interest in the "Tao" of the demon race, why does he stay in the demon race? The spiritual energy of the human race's territory is the most suitable place for human cultivators to practice. He was unwilling to expel him. The kid in front of him looked like a big trouble. Old demons like him are most afraid of trouble.

"Let's stop here. I won't give you anything. You kid doesn't tell the truth."

Turtle Ancestor stood up and walked outside. In two steps, he merged into the ground like mist. Without leaving any traces, he came and went freely. The formation that Chen Luo arranged in the valley had no effect on him.

This was also a reminder to Chen Luo.

His current formation ability was gradually not enough to face these old demons.

Chen Luo sat there without moving.

It seemed that Turtle Ancestor came here this time just to meet Chen Luo. But Chen Luo knew that the purpose of this old guy was to warn him and preserve the "Tao" of the demon race. Chen Luo's Return to Void Realm was achieved on the Holy Mountain. As the turtle ancestor who carried the Holy Mountain, he could clearly sense Chen Luo's power after the breakthrough. Even the ancestral tomb could not block his perception of the legendary world, which meant that most of the restrictions on the Holy Mountain had lost their effect on him.

"Brother, this is what the ancestor asked me to give you."

The flower-backed turtle stepped forward quickly and reached out to take out a white rib from the storage bag.

This bone was like a living thing. The moment it was taken out by the flower-backed turtle, the air around it became sticky. The bare rock ground cracked in large areas, and green plants grew out from below. Even in the pool, a large amount of algae grew. The smell of plants and trees spread like ripples.

The turtle ancestor saw Chen Luo digging a grave in the ancestral tomb clearly.

According to his judgment, Chen Luo should be a casual cultivator who likes to dig graves in abandoned places. All the cultivation is accumulated by the remains of the dead, which is also in line with the current situation of the human race in the world of immortal cultivation. So he specially found this rib that suits Chen Luo's "hobby" from his collection and gave it out. It is considered to thank him for bringing the flower-backed turtle out.

"This is the rib of the Mang bird. The ancestor said that it fell from the fairyland. In the beginning, he spent a lot of money to get this rib."

"Fairyland?"

Chen Luo's eyes immediately looked at the flower-backed turtle.

Who among the immortal cultivators does not yearn for the fairyland. If you can find the real fairyland, all the problems of the realm behind can be solved. If it is the fairyland that Chen Luo understands, it is not a dream to go in and steal a few immortal pills, touch a few peaches, and live forever!

"I asked, the ancestor didn't say anything, just beat me up."

The flower-backed turtle naturally had similar ideas a long time ago, but it was a pity that the idea was just born and was strangled by his ancestor. But thinking about it the other way around, it is understandable. If the fairyland is really that good, the turtle ancestor must have gone there long ago. Now the road ahead in the world of immortal cultivation is cut off. No matter how long the turtle ancestor lives, there is an end. If he cannot live forever, it will all be in vain.

‘There is no immortality in the world of immortals! ’

This thought instantly rose in Chen Luo’s mind, and he remembered his biggest trump card, the Immortal Emperor Changqing. At the beginning, Chen Luo thought that the Immortal Emperor Changqing was just a name, just like the ‘Immortal World’ created by the evil demon Yu Nian, where there were also Immortal Emperors. For the immortals in the Qi Refining and Foundation Building Realms, the Dan and Yuanying are all immortals. But that kind of immortal is not even as good as him, so how can he be considered a true immortal. Later, when he picked up the third brother’s hatred and the second brother’s immortal corpse, Chen Luo had an accurate guess about the realm of the old brother Changqing.

After receiving the ribs, Chen Luo prepared to break the bones when he was free later to see if he could find the bone pattern from it.

This bone was different from the demon bones he had touched before. The breath was restrained, and the only thing scattered outside was the remaining demon power before his death. The divine consciousness had no way to penetrate it, let alone imitate the bone pattern inside.

At this moment, a stream of white light flew in from outside.

Chen Luo stopped and reached out to catch the white light.

Monkey demon Sun Chi is dead.

Chen Luo frowned. Monkey demon Sun Chi was his subordinate who was personally instructed. Nothing happened when he infiltrated the twelve demon tribes before, but now he died in the hands of the elephant demon tribe. According to the news sent back by the paper crane, Sun Chi died in the hands of the stone spirit tribe. The specific process was not explained by the paper crane.

"Brother?"

The flower-backed turtle was still thinking about the fairyland mentioned by the turtle ancestor. He bumped into Chen Luo in front of him without noticing. He raised his head and looked at Chen Luo in confusion.

"The new seventh demon saint of the demon tribe is from the stone spirit tribe?"

Chen Luo pinched his right hand, and white spiritual fire emerged from his palm, and the paper crane was instantly burned into black ash. (End of this chapter)