I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

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"Maybe it's a demonic wind."

The two gatekeeper disciples didn't notice any danger. From their perspective, the sky was clear and cloudless. The mountain wind blew over, and they only felt a burst of heat. Apart from the shaking leaves, there was nothing else.

"Whatever the wind is, stop it first."

The disciples who were sent by Tang Hai to guard the gate for the ancestor were naturally not ordinary people.

"Disperse!"

The gatekeeper disciple on the left pinched his fingers with one hand and cast a spiritual spell. The spiritual light flew out along his right hand and exploded in the air, and ripples like water waves spread out. This is the most common wind-repelling spell, which can be performed in the foundation-building realm. The ripples dispersed, and the wind slowed down a little, but in just a moment, a more violent demonic wind rolled up from below, blowing the two people's bodies affected, and the gravel on the ground flew up and hit the mountain with a "crackling" sound.

This change made the disciple who took action stunned for a moment.

"What's going on? My spiritual formula should be correct."

"Let me try."

The gatekeeper on the right also raised his hand and cast a wind-repelling spiritual formula, but the result was the same as the previous disciple, it didn't work at all. The evil wind was getting stronger and stronger, and more and more things were carried up the mountain. At first, it was leaves and dead branches. A moment later, it turned into stones and tree trunks. Many disciples with insufficient cultivation were affected by the evil wind and were blown away by the wind.

"Someone is casting a spell!"

The two gatekeepers noticed something was wrong, quickly sacrificed their own magic weapons, and began to scan the surroundings with their spiritual sense.

It's just that their cultivation is not enough, and the fighting above the Tribulation Realm is too far away for them. They can't even see it, so how can they defend against it?

Bang! !

A dark palm passed through the bee swarm and pinched Wuxiang's face accurately. The palm mixed with the spirit of immortals easily blocked all the opponent's magical powers.

Chen Luo, who was opposite, opened his mouth and sprayed in front of him.

Frost-white frost flew out of his mouth, but in the blink of an eye, the scene in front of him turned into ice and snow. All the bee colonies in the air were frozen into ice cubes, and they fell to the ground with a pleasant crisp sound.

"Don't crush it to death. Catch it back and study it later to see if you can pick up its brain."

After dealing with the bee colony, Chen Luo did not forget to instruct Zhao Qi's puppet who had taken action in front.

He originally wanted to use the soul-sending Gu to subdue these bee colonies, but the six-winged centipede jumped out excitedly and froze it to death with frost first.

The poisonous bee that fell to the ground broke into ice slag, turned into wisps of cold air, and returned to the body of the six-winged centipede, making its white color more pure.

Madam Hua stood by with a dull face.

She looked at Wuxiang, who was being held in Zhao Qi's palm and struggling, and then looked at the frost and snow on the ground, and was unable to come back to her senses for a while.

'Is this Wuxiang? '

Madam Hua swallowed her saliva and pointed at the black monster in Zhao Qi's hand and asked. At this moment, she only felt that the Dao heart that she had condensed from her ten thousand years of practice was shaken.

"It's very powerful."

Chen Luo walked over and looked at the black monster that Zhao Qi was holding in his hand, and stretched out his hand to poke it. This thing felt very soft, like cotton. This was the result of Zhao Qi's suppression with the power of immortal spirits. If it was released, this thing would immediately disperse and escape.

'Evil spirits have no appearance, they are good at seeing people's hearts, changing in a thousand ways, reflecting their true appearance. '

Above the clouds.

Two figures, one fat and one thin, sat cross-legged on it. The tall male cultivator held an apricot yellow flag in his hand, and the short female cultivator held a pottery jar in his hand.

"I don't know why the master sent us here to do this kind of task. It's really boring. These lower world cultivators are as weak as insects."

The tall male cultivator yawned, looking like he hadn't woken up yet.

"The master's actions naturally have his calculations. What we have to do is to complete the tasks assigned by the master and not let him down." The short female cultivator Song Jia stared at the pottery jar in her hand and replied expressionlessly.

Both of them are boys around the demon fairy.

Although they are boys, they are not young. They are not shallow. They are the incarnations of the immortal grass brought down from the upper world by the demon fairy. Their life span is far beyond the lower world cultivators.

"What is the origin of this Wanxiang Immortal Sect? Why didn't I hear about this force when I went down the mountain last time?"

The tall male cultivator is called Shangnan. He is the incarnation of a white peach tree.

The female cultivator Song Jia is the incarnation of a willow tree. Both of them are extremely rare wood monsters.

"It's just an unknown small sect. What really matters is the person who controls this force."

Song Jia knows a lot more.

She took her eyes off the pottery jar and chatted with Shangnan.

She was actually quite bored. For the two of them, the spiritual energy in the lower world was turbid and they could not practice cultivation. If the spiritual body was polluted, it would be troublesome to practice later. Not only could they not practice, but every time they went down the mountain, they had to add a layer of spiritual power protection outside their bodies to ensure the purity of their spiritual bodies.

"It is said that the headmaster of the Wanxiang Immortal Sect crawled out from the first restricted area, and may be related to the deceased master."

"Changqing?"

Shang Nan's eyes widened. He really didn't know that there were so many secrets in this mission. If Song Jia hadn't mentioned it, he would have thought that this mission was the same as the previous ones, and they were all arranged casually by the master.

This is also related to Shangnan's personality. He usually practices in the mountains most of the time. He never cares about the things below the mountain. In contrast, Song Jia is much smarter. This woman not only cares about the things below the mountain, but also supports a force belonging to her below the mountain.

These news were learned by Song Jia from the forces she supported.

"Be careful with your words!"

Song Jia immediately interrupted Shangnan's words.

Shangnan reacted quickly. They all came from the fairyland, so they naturally understood the taboos.

"Is it really related to that person?"

"It's just a guess. This person rose too fast. He appeared while the master was refining a furnace of elixirs. His strength grew beyond the track, so the master was ready to take him down and take away his secrets."

Song Jia explained this specifically.

She was specifically reminding Shangnan not to have any crooked thoughts. The things that the master likes are not something that people like them can touch. If they are not careful, they will be knocked down to the mortal world and fall into reincarnation.

The two chatted for a while.

From the mission to the Immortal Emperor Changqing, and from the Immortal Emperor Changqing to some secrets from thousands of years ago.

"Why haven't you come back yet?"

Song Jia frowned, she looked at the pottery jar in her hand, and felt something was wrong.

The pottery jar in her hand was a magic weapon given to her by the master, and it was the top magic weapon to imprison 'Wu Xiang'. When she was doing the mission before, she only needed to release 'Wu Xiang' and wait for the rest. But this time, after such a long time, 'Wu Xiang' has not come back, which means that 'Wu Xiang' has been blocked by someone.

In this world of immortal cultivation, there are only a handful of forces that dare to stop 'Wu Xiang'.

"It seems that someone has intervened"

Shang Nan narrowed his eyes, and he found that the apricot yellow flag in his hand was also affected. All the bee swarms released before disappeared, and none of them flew back. Not only that, half of the power stored in the apricot yellow flag also disappeared, as if it was intercepted by some invisible thing.

"You dare to disobey the master's will! You really don't know how to live or die."

Song Jia stood up, her expression became serious.

The mission seemed to have changed. (End of this chapter)

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