I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

Hearing this, Jiang Laodao could only reach out his hand again and touch Chen Luo. The palm is closed at the touch of a touch, and there is no spiritual power fluctuation in the whole process.

"it's over?"

Chen Luo watched Jiang Laodao's movements the whole time, but even so, he still didn't notice any problem. It wasn't until the life-borrowing Gu reminded him that he realized that his longevity had been lost again.

"A hundred years."

Jiang Laodao opened his palm, and another white Shouyuan ball appeared in his palm.

"How many can you intercept at one time?"

Chen Luo felt terrified in his heart. If this kind of weird magical power were in the hands of the enemy, wouldn't it be possible to intercept people without anyone noticing?

"This magical power is not as powerful as the senior thought."

As if he knew what Chen Luo was thinking, Jiang Laodao smiled bitterly and pointed out the shortcomings of this magical power.

"'Interception' has a limit. The specific number of interceptions depends on the life span of the target. Different targets have different life spans. And the number of interceptions is also limited. A target can be intercepted twice at most, and the life span is It cannot exceed one percent of his destiny. If it exceeds this limit, the magical power will be ineffective. "

"What's the name of your lineage?"

Chen Luo gave up the idea of ​​​​looking for the master of Yongye Valley. He planned to go back with Jiang Laodao to pay homage to the ancestor of their lineage.

"Jie Tian Dao."

Jiang Laodao was silent for a while and said a name.

Chen Luo thought about it in his mind.

Never heard of it

There are many top forces in the world of cultivating immortals, and there are several top clans, but he has never heard of Jie Tian Dao. It's hard to forget such a domineering name once you've heard it, not to mention that Chen Luo has nearly 3,000 brains in his body. With so many brains gathered together, it's impossible for everyone to forget it. The only answer is that this sect is old enough, so old that there is no record of the news he has come into contact with before.

"Where is your mountain gate?"

The smile on Chen Luo's face became brighter and his tone of voice became much softer.

The ancient power is great!

The older it is, the more seniors there are in the sect, and the more seniors can be dug up and worshiped.

"this"

Jiang Laodao was furious when he saw Chen Luo, but the situation was stronger than others, and the most important thing was that he had caused this trouble himself. After weighing it in his mind for a moment, he finally gritted his teeth and told the sect's address.

Thunder Mountain.

"In the territory of the Winged Human Race?"

Chen Luo thought for a moment and immediately found the location of Thunder Mountain.

After the ancestor of the Yiren clan was 'enthusiastic' to help him rescue him last time, Chen Luo read through the information related to the Yiren clan, and there was a record of Thunder Mountain in it. It is said that this mountain has been cursed by the immortal world. The mountain is surrounded by thunder all year round. Although there is spiritual energy surrounding it, immortal cultivators cannot absorb it. It is a famous wasteland in the territory of the Winged Human Race.

"I came to Huangcheng with the Winged People this time. I originally wanted to find some opportunities here." Jiang Laodao smiled bitterly.

I have found the opportunity, but it is too hot to let go.

"Let's go, I'll be a guest at your home today."

Chen Luoyi pressed Jiang Laodao's shoulders with such enthusiasm that he couldn't say no.

"Senior, our Jietian Dao has declined. Except for a few tombs, there is nothing valuable in the gate." Jiang Laodao immediately told them about the situation of Jietian Dao.

Perhaps a long time ago, Jie Tian Dao was indeed glorious. But that is all history, and now Jie Tian Dao Qiong is the only one alive today. Daily practice is maintained by deception and abduction by means of Jietian Dao.

The flagpole in his hand is a spiritual weapon and the most valuable treasure in his hand.

This thing is not good at fighting, but it is very spiritual. When Jiang Laodao was practicing alone in the mountains, he passed the time by chatting with the flagpole.

"The grave is nice."

Chen Luo's eyes lit up.

"There are no burial objects. We, Jietian Dao, have been punished by heaven. Each of our ancestors has died more miserably than the last, and there are only a few corpses." Jiang Laodao reacted instantly and hurriedly added. The look in Chen Luo's eyes also changed.

This senior

He can't be a back-fighter, right?

I heard that many ancient tombs were robbed some time ago.

"What funerary objects? I'm going to pay homage to the ancestors, and I've even prepared the sacrifices."

"Are you really going?"

"Of course it's true."

Under Jiang Laodao's "warm invitation", Chen Luo decided to temporarily change his goal and go to Jietian Road first.

They both walked slowly along the way.

Under Chen Luo's "asking for advice", Jiang Laodao carefully explained to Chen Luo the limitations and functions of the "Secret Technique of Cutting Heaven".

In addition to the 'Shouyuan interception' commonly used by Jiang Laodao, the secret technique of Jietian Dao can also intercept spiritual energy, intercept realms, and even intercept other people's luck. But Jiang Laodao can't do any of these. Even the magical power of intercepting Shou Yuan can only be used by relying on the flagpole in his hand. According to Jiang Laodao's guess, this was caused by the lack of inherited formulas.

Ancient sects with long heritage will more or less encounter similar problems. Sometimes it is due to errors in the records of the exercises, and sometimes it is the death of a unique practitioner of secret techniques, and those who come after can only extrapolate based on their practice experience.

"Senior won't go to the shop in Yongye Valley?"

Leaving the deserted city, Jiang Laodao glanced at the gradually disappearing giant city behind him, and finally tried to change Chen Luo's mind.

"You can visit the store anytime, but you only have one chance to pay homage to your ancestors."

Chen Luo has the token of Yongye Valley on him, so he can go to Yongye Valley at any time. But without Jiang Laodao leading the way, he might not be able to find Jietian Road next time.

“We in Jietian Road are really poor.”

"I don't mind it, why do you feel inferior?"

Jiang Laodao fell silent for a moment.

He really wanted to say that he wasn't feeling inferior, he was just wary of thieves

"I respect my deceased seniors the most. When I was in my hometown, many people have heard of my name. I also have a wise brother. Although he is from the demon clan, he also likes to worship my seniors like me. . He helped clean the tombs of many seniors in our hometown."

Speaking of this, Chen Luo couldn't help but miss the flower-backed turtle.

He doesn't have many friends in the world of immortality, and Flower-backed Turtle is one of the few. The most important thing is that the flower-backed turtle has the same hobbies as him. He has a tough life, can block knives and rob tombs. It is really difficult to find another such a good brother.

Jiang Laodao stopped talking. He had already seen that the guy in front of him was a reverse fighter!

The two of them just flew on the clouds.

Half a day later, the clouds fell from the sky. Looking around, there are dark rocky walls everywhere, and thunder falls from time to time on several towering mountain peaks.

It looks like a lightning field from a distance. The aura in the air is also very manic. Even if there are monks breathing and refining qi here, they will not be able to digest the aura. Instead, they will damage their own foundation due to the agitation of the aura.

Jiang Laodao avoided the two thunders, walked to a rock wall, stretched out his hand and pressed it.

The stream of light spread along the palm and turned into a complex square pattern. The edges and corners of the pattern light up and turn into a passage. Before Jiang Laodao could move, he felt Chen Luo's palm fall on his shoulder again.

"Together."

Naturally, Chen Luo wouldn't trust anyone.

Although Jiang Laodao is not his opponent, he must be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years.

Under the leadership of Jiang Laodao, the two walked through the mountain wall and came to a paradise. The birds here are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the aura is peaceful, completely different from the outside world.

"Have you bought anything back?"

Before Chen Luo could take a closer look, he heard an old voice coming from inside. You don't even have to look up to see it, you can feel the rotten and withered atmosphere. This is an old monster who is dying and refuses to leave even with his last breath.

"No."

Jiang Laodao's face immediately fell when he heard the sound.

"Didn't buy it? You shouldn't! The hexagram I calculated for you this morning clearly showed it."

"Don't mention your bullshit hexagrams to me. I've told you a long time ago that you are not in this business." Nothing happened at first, but when he heard the hexagrams, Jiang Laodao immediately became furious.

If it weren't for this cheating hexagram, how could he have messed with this living father!

"What are bullshit hexagrams? This is a secret technique passed down by my ancestor." Old Jiang's old voice made him angry.

squeak

The wooden door opens from the inside.

An old man with a cane walked out. The old man first scolded Jiang Laodao, and then turned his attention to Chen Luo.

"My junior brother is ignorant and incompetent, fellow Taoist, please don't be deceived by him."

Chen Luo was silent for a while.

He looked at Jiang Laodao beside him.

He remembered that not long ago, Jiang Laodao told him that he was the only living person left in Jietian Dao, and he could only spend his days chatting with the flagpole during practice. As soon as he came in, he met a fellow student, which made him doubt what Jiang Laodao said.

"The old guy is dead."

Jiang Laodao knew what Chen Luo was thinking and took the initiative to explain to him. His life is now in Chen Luo's hands, and he is quite cooperative.

"I'm not dead yet."

When Old Man Chuguai heard what Jiang Laodao said, he immediately retorted. Then his expression became serious, and he ignored the ridicule from Jiang Laodao next to him, and turned his eyes to Chen Luo.

"I am a guest from afar. Please come in, fellow Taoist."

After saying that, he opened the door behind him and made a 'please' gesture. Jiang Laodao immediately closed his mouth when he saw this.

"You knew I was coming?"

Chen Luo looked at the boiled tea and three teacups in the room, and looked at the old man at the door. This old man, like Jiang Laodao, had an aura about him that he couldn't see through. Compared with Jiang Laodao, this old man is more mysterious and has a richer aura.

"I know there are guests coming today." The old man walked to the table and sat down. He picked up his tea cup and took a sip with a contented look on his face before continuing.

"I also know that fellow Taoist, you are here for the resources of the Tribulation Realm."

Chen Luo stood at the door, looking at the 'dead' old man in the room, and his spiritual thoughts instantly extended to him.

Late stage of Hedao.

She is not weak and should be able to withstand two slaps from him. (End of chapter)