I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

Furukawa didn't stop him, and he was almost running out of gas.

The Wuwei master he had fought with just now was very difficult to deal with. His method of controlling inner demons reminded him of his former inner demon ancestor. Fortunately, the other party didn't have any killing intent. He fought with him for two symbolic moves and then left on his own.

This time the chaos came too suddenly, disrupting many arrangements of the seven of them. The biggest impact was the escape of the Thousand-Eyed Centipede, followed by the capture of the core formation of the One Hundred and Eight Peaks Project. This formation eye is the star point that was taken away by the ancient national master, but this was within their expectations.

That thing was a treasure brought down from the upper world by the ancestor of the inner demon. After the seven of them killed the ancestor of the inner demon, they intercepted this thing and arranged the One Hundred and Eight Peaks Plan, and the seven of them shared the opportunity. It is precisely because of this thing that the One Hundred and Eight Peaks Plan can be implemented. But no one thought that there was a huge trouble hidden in this thing.

Half a day later.

All the enemies retreated, and Master Wuwei didn't know when he left. He took away the heart of the ancestor of the inner demon and escaped from the control of the ancient master.

Chen Luo didn't have time to ask about the process in detail, so he could only wait to contact him again in the future.

This incident caused heavy losses to the Qionghua Sect. Without the Thousand-Eyed Centipede Spirit and the Heart Demon Ancestor's heart, there was no need for Ten Thousand Monster Mountain to suppress them. The sword washing pool will also become a decoration. For the Qionghua Sect, this is the biggest loss, because the spirituality of the Qionghua Seven Swords requires the demon blood of the Thousand-Eyed Centipede and the Heart Demon Ancestor to maintain it.

On Taixuan Peak.

The seven ancestors of Qionghua reunited.

"The Juxing Jade is lost."

"It's a good loss. I hope the centipede spirit from the ancient country can hold on for a while longer."

Chen Luo stood behind Taixu ancestor Gu He and found that the true positions behind the other six ancestors were vacant for the time being. There were only eight people in the entire hall, and he was the only Danjie disciple. Listening to the discussion of these seven people, Chen Luo gradually noticed a clue.

They may have had a plan for the changes in Ten Thousand Monster Mountain.

Is there something wrong with this Gathering Star Jade?

It's a pity that the brain of the ancestor of the inner demon is severely missing. There are no useful obsessions in the remaining 1%, and there are even fewer memory fragments, so he can't find the answer he wants.

"This time six of the Seven True Legends died. Why are you okay?"

Peak Master Taixuan suddenly turned around and asked Chen Luo behind Taixu Guhe.

Although it had been anticipated for a long time, the leakage of the One Hundred and Eight Peaks Project was highly suspicious.

Chen Luo, the last true disciple to get started, was the most suspect. In the melee of so many Nascent Souls, this person actually survived without any damage. All the remaining true disciples died unexpectedly. From this point of view, Chen Luo was more suspicious.

"You hope something happens to my nephew?"

Taixu Peak Master Gu He suddenly drew out the Taixu Sword and placed the Divine Sword in front of him.

This scene caused the other people to suppress all their questioning words.

Furukawa's attitude is very simple. My nephew is fine. If any of you talk nonsense, I will kill him!

"My grandchildren are all dead."

The master of Taixuan Peak said something faintly.

"How can your grandson be compared with my nephew?! My nephew seriously injured Jin Guang with his own strength. He survived by his own ability." There was a trace of pride on Furukawa's face, and the meaning of showing off in his words was almost written On the face.

"He's just a piece of trash from Jinguang Cave. If he wasn't still useful, I would have killed him long ago!"

"Can you hurt Nascent Soul when you form the elixir?"

Furukawa choked back with disdain.

Taixuan Peak Master stopped talking for a moment, forming pills to fight Yuanying? How can it be! Even a waste like Jin Guang was just speaking from the perspective of the seven of them. To the Dan Jie monks, Jin Guang was a genuine Nascent Soul cultivator.

"This matter indeed has nothing to do with Master Nephew Chen. I have a clue here for you to refer to."

Peak Master Taisu next to her gave a rare word of help to Furukawa, and she reached out and took out a piece of human skin from her storage bag. The moment he saw this human skin, Master Taixuan's face suddenly darkened. This human skin was from his grandson Xuan Tianchong.

Judging from the texture of human skin, this skin must have been refined using special techniques, otherwise it would be impossible to deceive his perception.

"Do you still remember the last cave master of the Golden Light Cave, the old devil with a painted skin?"

Peak Master Taisu threw the human skin forward. He had previously fought with Xuantian Chong and beheaded this man. But in the end, only one piece of skin was harvested, and all the internal organs inside were empty, only blood stains.

"Isn't that old ghost dead?"

"There are some ways to survive, and the ghost temple is one way."

Taiyuan and Tailing both said that they had some impressions of the previous cave master of the Golden Light Cave.

"At least a hundred years. This painted-skinned master really has some tricks up his sleeve and deceived us for such a long time."

Master Taihao Peak picked up the human skin and observed it, confirming the marks on it. This human skin has been sacrificed for a very long time. Master Taihao Peak is proficient in the art of weapon refining and can tell the age of the technique on it.

"Even the old ghost with painted skin can't deceive me. There is only one way to deceive me, that is, the person wearing this skin is originally Chong'er."

Taixuan Peak Master's eyes flashed with evil intent, but he suppressed it in the end.

At present, the Qionghua Sect has suffered heavy losses. The first problem that the seven of them have to solve is the 'Sword Washing Pool', which is related to the foundation of the Qionghua Sect. In comparison, personal grudges have to be put aside for a while.

"How to solve the problem of sword washing pool?"

"Since it was the spirit pool that caused the trouble in the first place, let them be blamed. Don't they have a spirit pool in their sect? It can be used to replace the sword washing pool." Peak Master Taiqing said. He had gone to chase Gu Guoguo before. The master cut the opponent with a sword, but in the end he failed to leave the opponent.

"Great kindness."

Taixuan and the other six people nodded at the same time, and in a few words decided on the plan to 'borrow' the treasure of the Lingchi Town Sect to replace the Sword Washing Pond. The whole process was like seven bandits meeting in the Juyi Hall, discussing their target.

Chen Luo stopped listening to what was discussed later. Furukawa arranged a task for Chen Luo and asked him to go back and have a good rest.

When the sword washing pool is ready next time, come back and refine the sword body.

Half a day later.

The Seventh Patriarch of Qionghua left the sect quietly without notifying anyone. Without the constraints of Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, the seven of them were suddenly free.

Chen Luo naturally knew what they were going to do. Lingchi was probably going to be robbed this time. Although Fairy Lingchi is a fourth-level formation mage, she is unable to deal with the seven top sword cultivators. Not to mention that among the seven Qionghua ancestors, the master of Taiyuan Peak is also an formation mage. Although he is not a fourth-level formation master, he wants to rely solely on the formation. To deal with the seven of them is nothing more than a dream.

Each of the seven Qionghua Ancestors has something they are proficient in. When these seven people come together, the Qionghua Sect is the well-deserved number one sect in the Tiannan Region.

In the secret room.

Chen Luo digested the accumulation during this period, and the golden elixir and jade liquid in his body increased again, but there was still a long way to go before the late stage of the golden elixir. Every step of cultivation in the pill-forming stage is a hard work. Even the current Seventh Patriarch of Qionghua has gone through a long time to reach this point. Chen Luo has only been practicing for about seventy years, and his longevity has not even exceeded one hundred years. Normal immortal cultivators are still planning to build foundations at this age. Only a few geniuses have entered the foundation building level, but that is the level of the early stage of foundation building. In the mid-term, there were few and far between. Xuantian Chong had been tyrannical in the Qionghua Sect before, relying on his own qualifications that he had accumulated over a hundred years of cultivation to the late stage of foundation building.

Chen Luo, who has reached the middle stage of pill formation in less than a hundred years, has never appeared in the entire Tiannan Region.

"According to this speed of practice, it will take two hundred years to break through the late stage of pill formation and two hundred years to reach the perfection state."

Chen Luo made a simple calculation based on the growth rate of the spiritual liquid in his body. The technique he is practicing now is different from that of the monks in the entire Tiannan Region. He has absorbed the techniques from Jinsheng Inn. Yuanying has no doubts about Chen Luo. The only difference is the accumulation of time.

"Using Brother Mummy's modified technique, you can condense a baby in four hundred years."

Chen Luo pondered for a while, then reached out and picked up the black stone given to him by Master Wuwei. The only gain from this trip to Ten Thousand Demons Mountain was meeting Master Wuwei. Although I don’t know what he is doing, judging from the current situation, Wuwei should have his own plan.

‘The stones are different. ’

Looking at the stone in his hand, the brain of the Inner Demon Ancestor once again fed back a message.

"I have to go see Master." After putting the stones away, Chen Luo stood up and walked out of the secret room.

Outside, the disciples of the Qionghua Sect were practicing as usual, some were doing tasks, and some were renting caves on the mountain to practice. The Xuedao, Madam Hong, and others that Chen Luo brought up the mountain have also integrated into the Qionghua Sect, and Ao Ye and Mu Xiaoyu are also working on tasks within the sect.

This is the structure of a mature sect.

Everyone lives under this structure. They serve the sect, and the sect provides them with protection and resources. Only the Qionghua Seventh Ancestor who stands at the top will not be bound by such rules. Originally, Chen Luo also had to do sect tasks, but Taixu Patriarch Gu He took over this part for him, allowing him to enjoy it in advance. The treatment of the ancestor of the sect without paying any price.

"Senior brother."

"I've met the true brother."

Along the way, everyone who saw Chen Luo bowed their heads and said hello. There was shock, curiosity, and doubt in their eyes.

The incident at Ten Thousand Monster Mountain caused a great sensation among the middle and lower levels of the Qionghua Sect. The six true traditions fell. This was an earth-shattering event among the inner and outer disciples. Chen Luo, the only surviving true disciple, became a celebrity among these disciples. With Furukawa's deliberate publicity, everyone knew about his feat of injuring the master of the Golden Light Cave.

The true inheritance of pill formation that can compete with Yuanying monks!

With such strength and record, it is no surprise that he will be one of the next sword holders. For the disciples of the Qionghua Sect, holding the Divine Sword is the highest honor and the ladder to the Nascent Soul.

Chen Luo ignored these people.

Thinking about the information read from the small stone in his mind, his figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky (End of Chapter)

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