I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

"no problem."

Seeing Chen Luo relent, Wei Dao breathed a sigh of relief, and Jiang Laodao next to him also softened his expression. Just now he was really afraid that his senior brother would fall out and fight Chen Luo. After all, his life was still in Chen Luo's hands. If the two of them turned against each other and started fighting, he would definitely be the first to die.

After reaching an agreement, Chen Luo obtained a large amount of resources from Wei Dao, of which 70% were soul materials, as well as a small number of secret techniques and techniques. The rest will have to be paid after they find peace and take away the remaining souls.

"Golden Ant Tribe?"

After leaving Jie Tian Dao, the three returned to Huangcheng.

As soon as Wei Dao entered the inner city for a cup of tea, he flew out with five people.

One of the five people was wearing the clothes of Yongye Valley. He smiled and nodded after seeing Chen Luo. Two of the remaining four people had wings on their backs, and they looked like monks from the Winged Tribe. The other two are not human at all. They have ant heads and a bit of gold between their eyebrows. At first glance, they are strong men of the golden ant tribe. This group of people are all very strong, and each of them exudes the aura of a seventh-level powerhouse.

This is the Mahayana ethnic group, the top force in the world of immortality.

The advantage of their bloodline gives them strength far superior to that of other ethnic groups right from birth. When they reach adulthood, they will directly enter the second step of cultivating immortals and start refining their souls. Clan members with the highest qualifications can draw the power of their ancestors from their bloodline and enter the Void Return Realm. There are also geniuses who have returned to their ancestors and can successfully cultivate to the Hedao realm.

These four powerful foreigners, two Huixu and two Hedao, are all elders in the clan.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, we meet again."

The young man wearing Yongye Valley clothes greeted Chen Luo. This person is none other than Li Chengdao in the fourth penalty area who was traded from Chen Luo for Zhu Guo not long ago. When he left, Li Chengdao also left a message to Chen Luo, telling him to 'be careful of the Valley Master'.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Li. Judging from Fellow Daoist's appearance, he must have rescued the person he wanted to save." Chen Luo also responded with a smile.

The last transaction with Li Chengdao was pretty good. Li Chengdao gave him a blueprint of the world of cultivating immortals, and then gave him some secrets related to the Valley Master. The value was far more than a red fruit, which was considered half a favor, so Chen Law remembered him.

"Thanks to fellow Taoist friends."

Li Chengdao earnestly handed over his hands and thanked him. The rescued people were very important to him.

"Okay, enough of the polite words."

The woman from the Yi Human race next to her interrupted the exchange between the two with cold words. Before she came here, she was fighting the strong men of the Yin Division in the north. She was suddenly transferred from the clan, causing the mission to be interrupted and the contribution points not to be collected. It’s hard to avoid feeling a little unhappy about losing so many contributions all at once.

"Then let's go."

Li Chengdao stopped chatting and saw him take out a flying boat and throw it into the air.

The flying boat rose in the wind, but in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge thing, and several people fell on it at the same time.

"This piece of shit can't fly as fast as we can."

Another male cultivator of the Winged Human Tribe in the Return to Void Realm glanced at Fei Zhou with a look of disgust on his face.

"It saves some energy after all."

The winged human female cultivator interrupted her companion's words and found a place to sit down. The two monks from the Golden Ant Clan were very silent, not saying a word from the beginning to the end.

Chen Luo and brother Wei Dao stood at the back. After everyone got on the boat, Li Chengdao used the magic formula. The flying boat shook for a while, and a large number of forbidden lines filled the surroundings. Only a 'swish' sound was heard, and the flying boat instantly turned into a rainbow, carrying everyone and flew towards the area where the Wanxiang Immortal Sect was located.

Deserted city.

The Master of Yongye Valley couldn't help but frown slightly as he watched the news coming from Di.

'The breath is wrong.'

Click!

The jade slips shattered into slag, fell to the ground and were burned by blue flames, turning into gas and evaporating.

"What is the Valley Master thinking?"

The ancestor of the Winged Human Race walked out of the inner hall, looked at the Yongye Valley Master who was frowning and thinking in the window, and asked casually.

"I'm thinking about the immortal soul."

The Master of Yongye Valley turned around, and the expression on his face returned to his previous smile.

"Just leave this kind of thing to my subordinates. Our main focus should be on the Blood Demon. This madman actually got mixed up with the people from the Yin Division. Damn it!" When mentioning the Blood Demon, the Winged Human Tribe said A trace of hatred flashed in the ancestor's eyes.

He has been in the Mahayana realm for so long, and he has never been so embarrassed.

The blood demon's pursuit made him lose face, and many small tribes that were vassalized under the Winged People started to think about it. Recently, the amount of spiritual stones collected by the clan has decreased by nearly 30%, which makes the ancestor of the Winged Human clan particularly angry. He was dealing with this matter just now.

"The blood demon originally came from the underworld. Compared with the blood demon, I am more worried about the old monster from the nine clans that suppress the tomb." A golden ant came in from outside.

This golden ant is like a golden Buddha sculpture, exuding a powerful force from the inside out. This is the top bloodline of the golden ant tribe.

"Where's Lao Jinwu?"

"I don't know. He must have reached the time of blood exchange, and his whereabouts are erratic. None of the tribesmen I sent there saw him."

The golden ant climbed to his seat and sat down.

"Are there any clues about the passage to the fairy world?"

The ancestor of Yiren’s eyes fell on the master of Yongye Valley.

The three parties joined forces, Yongye Valley was responsible for inquiring about information, the Golden Ant Clan was responsible for dealing with the Nine Tomb Clan, and the Winged Human Clan was responsible for dealing with the Blood Demons. The division of labor was clear.

"Not yet."

"Then keep watching, and we can wait until we find the remaining soul."

The speed of the flying boat was very fast.

In just half a day, the group arrived at the territory of Wanxiang Xianmen. The huge flying boat crossed the sky, causing a commotion, and the Wanxiang Xianmen's protective formation emerged automatically. Tang Hai, Zong Ran and a group of elders flew up, each of them as if they were facing a great enemy.

"All dispersed."

Chen Luo walked out of the flying boat, and Tang Hai was relieved immediately when he saw this. When the flying boat crossed the sky just now, he thought that the Fire Crow Clan had taken revenge, but he didn't expect it to be the ancestor's friends.

"This sect is quite big."

"No matter how many ants there are, they are still ants."

The two of them got off the flying boat and commented on Wanxiang Xianmen. That kind of high-handed attitude was just short of writing the four words "Mahayana Clan" on their foreheads.

"What's wrong with ants?!"

The two Golden Ant Clan strongmen who had been silent looked over at the same time.

The expressions of the two winged people froze.

"I'm not talking about you."

"I'm just an ant! Do you look down on our Golden Ant Clan?"

The Golden Ant on the left looked at the female Winged Man with the worst attitude with a bad face, and the blood in his body was running silently, and the power and pressure unique to the Golden Ant spread out.

"No. I'm not."

The female Winged Man was embarrassed. Their Winged Man Clan was suppressed by the Blood Demon before and couldn't raise their heads. It was the Golden Ant Clan who helped them to overcome the crisis. Now facing the masters of the Golden Ant Clan, their momentum can't help but lower a bit.

"Find the residual soul first."

Li Chengdao walked out and interrupted the conversation of several people.

Chen Luo watched silently from the side.

The so-called alliance, in his opinion, is a joke. Whether it is the Winged Man Clan, the Golden Ant Clan, or the Evernight Valley, each of them has its own purpose. Now they are united together, but because the pressure from the Yinsi is too great, they have to keep warm together.

Once the troubles of the Yinsi and the Blood Demon are solved, this loose alliance will immediately fall apart. If the passage to the fairyland appears, the tribes might even fight each other.

Under the leadership of Chen Luo, the group settled down in the Wanxiang Fairy Gate.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

Ning Jing stood in the hall, looking at the strong men around her nervously.

For Ning Jing, who had just established her foundation, whether it was Chen Luo or the several alien strong men next to her, they were all like immortals and gods. In her spiritual sense, these people were like immortals and Buddhas on the altar, and each of them exuded a suffocating breath.

"They are looking for you."

Chen Luo retracted his spiritual sense, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He just checked Ning Jing's soul again, but still couldn't find the "residual soul" mentioned by Wei Dao. Even the soul cultivator in the external brain couldn't sense it, so how did these people find it?

"Ah?"

Ning Jing was puzzled. She didn't know what she had done to attract so many alien masters.

"It's a bit troublesome."

Li Chengdao and others also retracted their spiritual senses like Chen Luo. They also sensed the state of Ning Jing just now, but did not find any traces of the remnant soul.

"What should we do?"

The two golden ants looked at Li Chengdao. Their golden ant tribe was best at strength. Their spirits were a bit mediocre. For things like finding the remnant souls, they had to rely on Yongye Valley and Jietiandao.

"Let me do it."

Wei Dao stepped forward and put his hand on Ning Jing's shoulder.

A layer of light penetrated through his palm, and the light blue silk thread searched in Ning Jing's body like a tentacle. Ning Jing, who stood there, didn't know why. She only felt a chill in her body, as if there was some invisible breath flowing in her body.

Everyone stared at Wei Dao and Ning Jing closely.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Wei Dao's brows gradually frowned. He didn't expect that his magical power would fail.

This remnant soul was stronger than he expected.

Maybe it was a main soul.

The breath on Wei Dao's body gradually condensed, and the strength of his palm slowly increased. The expression on Ning Jing's face also slowly changed from doubt to pain.

"Okay!"

A spiritual power suddenly fell from the sky, separating Wei Dao and Ning Jing. The sudden interruption of spiritual power made Wei Dao retreat seven or eight steps before he stopped, and a gust of spiritual wind swept through the hall. Only Ning Jing's expression relaxed, and she stopped where she was and gasped for breath.

Chen Luo stood up from the main seat, and his power pressed towards Wei Dao like an ocean.

"The previous conditions did not say that you would harm my disciple's life."

"This..."

Wei Dao smiled bitterly.

He had not expected that this remnant soul would be so powerful. For a moment, he did not know how to choose, and could only look at the other people in the guest seats. (End of this chapter)