I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

At night, it was pitch dark.

At the bottom of Coffin Mountain,

The place was full of black trees, with vines entwined around the edges, and the air was filled with a rotten smell. From time to time, deep animal roars could be heard from the dense forest farther away, making one's hair stand on end. A dim triangular lamp hung on a dead branch nearby, illuminating an orange area.

Under the light, a man was digging hard with a shovel.

Bang!

The shovel hit something hard, making a crisp sound.

One hand pressed on the edge of the muddy coffin lid and pushed it hard to the side. The restrictions on the surface of the sarcophagus lit up, like a stretched fishing line, breaking under the brute force, making a "clang" sound.

The coffin lid fell off, revealing the body inside.

A dry, decayed smell gushed out. The hand pushing the coffin reached out and pressed on the head of the corpse.

Late stage of tribulation.

The quality of the corpses in the back mountain was obviously much higher than that in the front mountain. After sneaking into the inner gate for only a few days, Chen Luo dug up more than a hundred high-quality corpses, which were basically all cultivators who had crossed the threshold of immortals and mortals, and there were also a few rare Mahayana cultivators. After the addition of these brains, the quality of Chen Luo's brains was rapidly updated and reached an unprecedented level. Even the hatred of the third brother was relegated to the second line.

These corpses were kept here by the Skeleton Sect for nurturing. As a sect of the dead, the most abundant thing in the Skeleton Sect is corpse qi.

Coffin Mountain is one of the rare points where corpse qi gathers within the Skeleton Sect.

These corpses are placed here to be nurtured, and a few people will be "resurrected" every hundred years. These guys who "borrow corpses to revive" can easily grow into top powerhouses with their previous life experience. Although they are not as good as the righteous monks, they can still suppress an area. Many immortals even put their deceased relatives and elders here, hoping to use the special terrain of the Skeleton Sect to let their elders live a second life.

"No more?"

After burying the body, Chen Luo picked up the triangular lamp and prepared to continue digging to the side. However, when he picked up the oil lamp, he found that he had reached the end of the road.

He dug up all the graves of the "inner disciples" near the Coffin Mountain.

Unwilling to give up, Chen Luo checked the area again, and after making sure that nothing was missed, he returned to the cave with a look of reluctance. For the next few days, Chen Luo rested in the cave, occasionally taking on a few cleaning tasks to cover up his true whereabouts.

Crash.

On the large green rock, a pile of yellow talisman papers were pressed down by a black stone. When the mountain wind blew, the talisman papers fluttered like paper money.

"You only completed three missions? And they were all cleanup missions!"

Lin Kun stood by the stone, looking at the immortal crystals that Chen Luo handed over, his face full of displeasure. He took the risk of subletting the inner sect disciple identity card to Chen Luo just to gain more benefits. Just like the "sect mission outsourcing" of the Mission Hall. Only by taking advantage of both ends can the benefits be maximized. He would intercept the benefits given to the "rented disciples" and deduct the merit points. Only in this way could he maintain his relationship in the sect, after all, he still had people above him to show respect to.

"How do you want me to explain this to the elders? If you can't do it, get out! The inner sect disciple's identity card is not for your retirement."

Lin Kun counted the merit points he had received, and his dissatisfaction reached its limit. The ID card he rented out had to earn at least five immortal crystals and twenty merit points every month. Any less was a loss! This time, Chen Luo only gave him one immortal crystal and five contribution points, which was equivalent to a direct loss of four immortal crystals and fifteen contribution points.

How could he bear this?

"I have only been in the inner gate for a short time, and it is difficult to grab lucrative missions. Several missions that I had my eyes on were subcontracted out by the Mission Hall."

"I'll give you another month."

Lin Kun also knew that Chen Luo had just joined at the end of the month, so after scolding him, he gave him another chance.

Chen Luo didn't care either.

If there weren't an immortal formation for surveillance in the Skeleton Sect, he would have killed Lin Kun long ago and would not have wasted time with him here.

"But we do have to find a way to make some money."

After walking out of the Coffin Mountain, Chen Luo thought about flying towards the market outside the mountain.

The Coffin Mountain has been dug up, and the remaining immortal-level corpses are buried in the tomb, which is another level. In the Skeleton Sect, only the "dead" are qualified to enter the tomb. Chen Luo sent Zhao Qi to sneak in once before, but he was discovered, and even Zhao Qi's puppet was seriously injured. This also made Chen Luo come back to his senses. The Skeleton Sect is different from the sects in the lower world. After all, this is the fairyland, and there are countless masters. He has not yet come into contact with the immortals in the fairyland. He doesn't know how strong these people are, and whether there are stronger ones above the immortals.

A bustling market.

Chen Luo walked on the street, his mind full of ways to get rich.

"First, get two copies of the Emperor's Scripture and sell them here, then arrange for a few agents."

Compared to these small vendors in the market, Chen Luo is very confident in his craftsmanship. With the brain of the Evergreen Immortal Emperor, he believes that no one can tell the difference between the Emperor Scriptures he made. Not only the Emperor Scriptures, but also the "Immortal Medicine" can be made, as well as immortal tools, spiritual treasures, and so on. There are many inferior products from the lower world in the cave gourd. You just need to use your brain to make them look old and add some immortal light to them, and they will rise quickly.

"You have to disguise yourself, you can't go in person."

After-sales issues cannot be ignored! According to the current progress, Chen Luo felt that he would have to stay in the Skeleton Sect for at least several years. So he couldn't ruin his reputation. If he was caught by someone and blocked at the mountain gate one day, it would be troublesome.

After walking around for a few rounds, Chen Luo quickly found a spot at the end of the market.

After making sure that no one was following him, Chen Luo took out a puppet in the Spirit Transformation Realm from the Dongtian Gourd, enlightened the white fox's brain with it, and then turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

The white fox puppet also quickly pulled up its robe and left in the opposite direction.

A few days later.

A small shop in a secret place opened, and the stall owner was a white-haired fox.

In the fairy world, demon cultivators are not uncommon.

Places like the Skeleton Sect are even more common. Unlike the Xuanmen Dao Sect, the Skeleton Sect does not reject demon cultivators. Therefore, there are many demons here. In addition to the special status of the Immortal Grass Forest, the Skeleton Sect's market is very famous in the eyes of the side sect cultivators, and many foreign cultivators will consume here.

It was only after much consideration that Chen Luo decided to use the white fox to set up the stall.

The first reason is that the demon tribe is powerful and is a very suitable "after-sales candidate". Secondly, the nature of the fox tribe makes the white fox more suitable for business than others. With so many external brains, each with its own characteristics, Chen Luo is very clear about the areas where these brains are suitable.

When the white fox was setting up a stall at the foot of the mountain, Chen Luo returned to the mountain first.

When Chen Luo passed the platform in front of the mountain and headed towards the back mountain, a voice called him.

"Brother, would you like to buy some talismans? They are cheaper here than down the mountain."

Looking back, he saw a long-haired female cultivator wearing a light green dress, waving at him with a stack of light yellow talisman paper. The talisman paper was shining with spiritual light, and it was obviously a top-grade spiritual talisman. What really caught Chen Luo's attention was her eyes, which were as clear as autumn water and bright and moving.

Chen Luo's eyes were dazed for a moment, and his memory seemed to have gone back to the Shenhu Xianmen more than a thousand years ago.

The image of the woman in front of me and the old friend in my memory slowly overlap. (End of this chapter)