I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

A few days later.

The Great King Wushang came again, and this time he came with an old man with white hair and beard. This man was the number one master in the southwest martial arts world, Lindong Sword Sect. After some friendly negotiations, Huishi City and Donghuang City formed an alliance, and Du Ping'an also successfully joined Zhang Sanhe's side, becoming the second innate master after Lindong Sword Sect.

With the support of the two innate masters, the power under Zhang Sanhe's command expanded.

His son Zhang Sijing asked his father for help many times, wanting to leave Du Ping'an as his master. But Zhang Sanhe sternly rejected them all, and repeatedly emphasized that his son should follow Du Ping'an and learn the "All Good Ways". If he was found to run away, he would definitely discipline him on behalf of the master. This result made Zhang Sijing completely give up, and he had no choice but to follow Du Ping'an to learn the "All Good Ways".

Time passed, and more than 20 years passed in a flash.

There was only one year left before Chen Luo's borrowing of the ancients ended. Under the guidance of the ‘life demon’, Du Ping’an’s cultivation level advanced by leaps and bounds. He cultivated the Sutra of Deliverance to the Tenth Level, which was comparable to the cultivators of the Tenth Level of Qi Refining. There was no rival in Da Cang for this realm, and he developed the Zhongshan Dao under his command into the first sect in Da Cang.

The troubled times came to an end under the intervention of this great master.

Zhang Sanhe successfully ascended to the throne and established a country.

Du Ping’an, the leader of Zhongshan Dao, retired after his success and returned to Huishi City to teach and educate people. The Zhongshan Dao, which was once built by fists, has gradually become a real school after more than 20 years of precipitation. The twelve sages that Du Ping’an casually promised at the beginning have also grown up and started to take charge of their own affairs. Even Zhang Sijing, the second generation who was forced to join Zhongshan Dao, abandoned his father and became Du Ping’an’s personal disciple.

The new emperor Zhang Sanhe naturally welcomed him with both hands.

After leaving Du Ping’an, the world’s number one master, he truly experienced the taste of being an emperor. As for his son, Zhang Sanhe had been practicing many trumpets in secret for many years. Now that he has ascended to the throne, all these trumpets have emerged and become the prince of the new dynasty.

"Master."

Du Ping'an stood in Changsheng Temple.

Even though he has become the number one person in Da Cang now, he still feels insignificant when facing his teacher. This teacher, who was originally regarded as a congenital master by him, is more mysterious than he expected.

Da Cang has been in chaos for more than 20 years.

His master has never taken action from beginning to end, and has been sitting in the Taoist temple to practice. Just like a spectator in the world, he is in the world but not stained by the world.

"Are you an immortal?"

Looking at Chen Luo, whose appearance remains the same, Du Ping'an asked the question he wanted to know most.

"No."

Chen Luo shook his head and looked at the disciple in front of him with a trance in his eyes.

He has lived too long and almost forgot the color of time.

When he first met Du Ping'an, he was just a teenager who had not yet reached the age of twenty. In a flash, the boy was already over 40 years old and became the master of the Dao. After gaining power, his demeanor and temperament changed.

More than 20 years is not a short time.

But for Chen Luo, who is in the Hedao realm, it is just an alchemy, an epiphany, and a practice.

"I am just a pioneer on the road of cultivating immortals, still in the mortal world."

Chen Luo raised his hand and gently raised it. A translucent light spot flew out from Du Ping'an.

It was the 'life demon' that he helped Du Ping'an tame back then.

The so-called life demon is just a name for ordinary people. The real name of this thing is actually a pseudo-spiritual root. With Du Ping'an's qualifications and the external environment of Da Cang, it is impossible for Du Ping'an to enter the Dao. It was Chen Luo who used the means of Hedao to forcibly gather the spiritual energy in this area, which promoted him to the Qi Refining Realm.

The subsequent practice was even more open all the way, relying on the superimposed spiritual energy infusion of the 'Duren Sutra', and made rapid progress.

After more than 20 years of practice, the Duren Sutra has become his main practice method.

This technique, which has been modified by more than a thousand brains and has been run-in for more than 20 years, has finally taken shape. Du Ping'an is the first practitioner who takes the secret technique as the main practice!

"You have entered the Tao now. How to go on the road in the future depends on you."

Chen Luo took the "life demon" into his body, and then spoke to Du Ping'an.

The master and apprentice, the fate is over.

He is not from this time and space. Du Ping'an may have died eight thousand years later. The environment of the Hulukou realm is not enough to support him to practice to a higher level.

Du Ping'an only felt his body lighten, as if something was missing. After losing the life demon, the noisy voice in his body finally disappeared. With Du Ping'an's current cultivation, the life demon is no longer of much help to him. Even without the life demon, he can sense the spiritual energy outside. The accumulation of the Qi Refining Realm has been completed, and the next step is to build the foundation.

"Are you leaving?"

"I'm not from this world."

Chen Luo took out a storage bag from his sleeve and gave it to his apprentice.

Inside it were the foundation-building pills he prepared and some pills needed for foundation-building and pill-forming. Including his own practice experience, he didn't give more, and there was no point in staying.

"Thank you, Master."

After sensing the contents of the storage bag, Du Ping'an instinctively thanked him. But when he raised his head again, there was no trace of Chen Luo in front of him.

Looking at the empty Changsheng Temple, he felt a little lonely for no reason.

"There are nine months left."

After leaving the realm where Hulukou is located, Chen Luo returned to the world of immortality.

The plague beast calamity has come to an end.

This was the news sent back by Chen Luo's puppet clone who stayed in the upper realm. This clone did not escape the disaster and died under the projection of the ancient sword sect's fairy weapon three years ago.

Devastated everywhere.

Chen Luo walked on the ruin-like plain and clearly felt the changes in the aura of the upper world. Compared with the former world of immortality, the aura of the current world of immortality has become extremely weird.

There was an energy in it that had never existed before.

This feeling is infinitely close to the era of corpse immortality in Chen Luo's impression.

"The remains of the immortal weapon? Or maybe it was left behind by the plague beast."

A familiar place flashed in Chen Luo's mind, the evil cultivation place in Tiannan Territory. The spiritual energy in that place was mixed with some aura that was not found in other places. At first, Chen Luo thought that the evil spiritual energy was naturally formed. Now it seems that those evil auras are likely to be left behind by the predecessors.

"It should be nearby."

After sensing the direction, Chen Luo crossed the plain and flew forward.

The current world of cultivating immortals is very desolate. Chen Luo didn't see a few living people all the way here. On the contrary, I saw a lot of strange monsters and evil things, and there were also some special monsters mixed in. Most of these things had no consciousness and relied on devouring each other to survive.

Chen Luo found the entrance to the Ancient Sword Sect on a mountain wall. The ancient sword sect monk in the external brain emerged, and memories of 'returning to the sect' emerged. He stretched out his hand to carve the marks required for the entrance according to his memory, but he did not get any feedback.

The Ancient Sword Sect disappeared.

The whole disaster was like a planned conspiracy.

Nine sects appeared after the tribulation, and all the sects disappeared after the tribulation.

Even the disciples left outside were abandoned by them. It is also possible that the Shangjiu Sect had already informed the surviving disciples of their departure. The brain of the Ancient Sword Sect disciple in his body had been judged dead, so no one would take care of it.

click

The stone slabs were weathered, broken into pieces, and small pebbles fell down from the stone wall.

"The channel has lost its function."

After confirming that Shang Jiuzong had left, Chen Luo felt relieved.

Take back the scattered consciousness and fly all the way north. I don’t know how long it took, but the scenery in front of me suddenly became better, and some green plants began to appear around me. In this place, Chen Luo met a remaining sect of cultivating immortals.

The sect is very small, with only four people in total, one master at the foundation building level and three disciples at the Qi refining level.

Chen Luo restrained his breath and fell from the air.

He reached out and patted the iron ring on the door twice, but within a moment there was a response.

"Who are you?"

The wooden door was opened, and a little girl looked at Chen Luo curiously from behind the door. This little girl is one of the Qi Refining disciples that Chen Luo sensed in the air before. She is the weakest among the three disciples and only has the second level of Qi Refining.

"Someone asking for directions."

Chen Luo smiled and replied that the world of cultivating immortals after the plague beast disaster was beyond recognition, and the maps left behind before were completely useless. Chen Luo could only determine a general direction. If he wanted to find the exact location, the fastest way was to ask someone.

"I don't know, I haven't been down the mountain."

The little girl shook her head like a rattle, which made Chen Luo laugh.

"What about your master?"

"Master is inside."

"I'm asking your master for directions."

"It turns out I'm looking for Master."

The little girl's eyes lit up, she immediately opened the door and led Chen Luo in without warning.

After a while.

The aggrieved little girl stood in the corner, looking like she had just been scolded by her master. Chen Luo looked a little funny, so he asked the little girl for a favor. Fortunately, the little girl's master didn't really want to punish her, but just took this opportunity to educate her and tell her to be wary.

"Baixian Cave"

The middle-aged female cultivator frowned and pondered for a moment before speaking.

"I heard from our ancestor before that there is a fairy mountain to the north of our Qixia Temple, and there is a great sect of immortality on the mountain. I don't know if it is the Baixian Cave you mentioned."

"Do you still remember the direction?"

The purpose of Chen Luo's coming here was to find the ruins of Baixian Cave.

In the last few months of borrowing time, Chen Luo planned to take this opportunity to visit Baixian Cave. According to time calculation, the Baixian Cave at this time was still in ruins, and the remaining "Tao" was still in the door. What he had to do was to take advantage of this opportunity to take away the "Tao" that originally belonged to the Baixiang Cave.

"I remember, but I advise fellow Taoists not to go up the mountain rashly. Several of our ancestors in Qixia Temple disappeared on that mountain."

The middle-aged female cultivator did not hide anything, and casually burned the information he knew into a jade slip and handed it to Chen Luo. (End of chapter)