I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

"Brother, come out and see where your burial place is? How to get there."

Chen Luo retracted his palm and activated Brother Changqing's brain.

‘Go straight. ’

Brother Changqing’s brain feedback is very simple.

If it were others who came here, they might have to calculate the direction and be prepared for possible formation patterns of the Emperor's Tomb. But for Brother Changqing, this is his home, and everything is arranged by him himself. Even if the brain is damaged, the instinct will not be forgotten.

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There is only one real entrance, and the rest are all formations.

Chen Luo followed the direction pointed by Brother Changqing and walked along the dark wasteland.

After walking for about half a day, there was almost no change in the scenery on both sides. If he could not sense the subtle changes around him, Chen Luo would have thought that he had not moved at the same place.

Half a day later, Chen Luo walked out of the wasteland.

There is a small village ahead.

There are still people living in the village. I thought they were hidden residents, but when I got closer, I discovered that they were actually a group of puppets guarding the tomb. They are like the tomb grave goods of emperors' tombs, mass-produced in extremely large quantities.

A row of puppets stood neatly at this intersection.

To enter the real Immortal Emperor's Tomb, you must pass here.

Chen Luo saw a lot of signs of fighting here, and there were two recently deceased bodies hanging on the flagpole next to them. These two people were both strong men who broke into Tiannan Territory. Chen Luo saw an acquaintance among the two corpses.

The Lord of the Ghost Temple!

A familiar face again.

No matter how many calculations and plots they have. In front of a large tomb like the Immortal Emperor's Tomb, they are as weak as ordinary people. These puppets are not human beings. They have some unnecessary emotions and can be deceived and shaken. They have only one purpose of existence, which is to defend this place. Anyone who wants to get through is their enemy.

"It is forbidden for mortals to walk, and the imperial mausoleum must not be desecrated."

Sensing Chen Luo's approach, a puppet came to life. The stone color on his body receded little by little, and two flames emerged from the eye holes. A fierce aura belonging to the battlefield escaped from the puppet. He drew out his saber and said in a deep voice.

Chen Luo stopped.

He didn't know the level of this puppet, but judging from the miserable state of the ghost temple owner, it would definitely be difficult to deal with. Force is not enough, Qionghua Seventh Ancestor and the others have the master of the ghost temple and another person to back them up, but Chen Luo does not.

Looking behind this puppet, you can see that the back is densely packed with puppets like this.

If they all wake up, Chen Luo thinks they can cut down Tiannan Territory.

'Brother'

Stopping where he was, Brother Changqing's mind quickly emerged. A wisp of breath escaped, and the puppet who was about to step forward to stop Chen Luo suddenly stopped. He glanced at Chen Luo in confusion. His brain was stuck and he didn't know how to deal with this situation.

"Back off."

Chen Luo's pupils turned light blue, an indifferent voice came out, and his robes flew on their own, as if they were returning home, he passed through the puppet in front of him.

The moment the two of them passed each other, the puppet's brain seemed to suddenly come back to his senses, and he knelt down with a 'swish'.

The puppets that had just woken up behind them also lowered their heads one after another.

Walking through the crowd of puppets, Chen Luo felt extremely excited. Although I don’t know how the Seventh Qionghua Ancestor and the centipede spirit from the ancient country got around here, they definitely didn’t use Chen Luo’s method.

After passing through the gate of the puppet guard, Chen Luo entered the village.

This is a village full of wild atmosphere. There are two dead bodies hanging on the flagpoles on the left and right of the village entrance. The Nascent Soul has also been separated from the body. It is not known whether it escaped or died. Chen Luo walked up to a corpse and stretched out his hand to touch the brain.

How could you miss the Nascent Soul brain you picked up for free!

Brother Changqing’s big tomb is his blessed place. There are so many high-quality brains out there, and I don’t know how much energy it takes to find one. The freshness and completeness are not as high!

‘Contact with the brain waves of a dead person, the damage degree is 39%, do you want to read it? ’

‘Contact with the brain waves of a dead person, the damage degree is 77%, do you want to read it? ’

Familiar information emerged one after another.

After collecting the brains of the two people, Chen Luo began to observe the situation inside the village.

Unlike the village entrance, there are more than two hundred different puppets inside the village. These puppet auras are not as scary as the guards outside, but they are not something ordinary cultivators can deal with. The aura on their bodies was more powerful than the deer demons Chen Luo had encountered before. The most important thing was that Chen Luo sensed a ray of spirituality from them, which was exactly the same as the spirituality of the stone dragon collected on the Panlongzhu platform.

‘The enlightened puppet has a special mission. ’

Brother Changqing's thoughts came to mind. His damaged brain did not remember these contents, but he instinctively felt that these things were done by him.

Special mission?

‘Is it possible that Brother Changqing still left behind his handwriting and is preparing to be resurrected and live another life? ’

An idea came into Chen Luo's mind, but he quickly denied it. There is no way to collect it from the brain of a living person. This has been tried and confirmed a long time ago.

Looking towards the village.

There are no furnishings for ordinary people in the village, only some weapons and some bones used for divination. There is a large black flag in the middle of the village. The black flag is flying on it and there is no pattern. There is a three-legged tripod standing below.

The tripod is engraved with a ‘star pattern’, and there are sacrificial offerings on the side. It is most likely offered by the special puppets in the village. The special mission mentioned by Brother Changqing before should be related to this matter.

‘Sansheng Ding, a tomb-suppressing spiritual device. It contains the energy of Yin returning to Yang. Absorbing it can increase the chance of Yuanying breakthrough by 40%. ’

Chen Luo, who was about to move forward, paused and fixed his eyes on the tripod.

This thing is destined for him at first glance!

His chance of Yuanying breakthrough has not yet reached 60%. According to the current improvement speed, it will take at least 20 years to reach the tenth level of perfection. This is still the case when everything goes well. If there are some changes, this time will be longer. It is possible to be stuck for hundreds or thousands of years if you are unlucky.

Now that I have just entered Brother Changqing’s tomb, I have encountered a treasure that can increase the success rate by 40%!

‘Isn’t that 95%? ! ’

Chen Luo’s eyes suddenly became eager. With this confidence, if he struggles a little more, he may be able to break through within half a month. Thinking of this, Chen Luo immediately walked over and prepared to take the tripod away. The moment his hand touched the tripod, more than 20 puppets in the village suddenly appeared. These puppets were holding killing weapons, but after seeing Chen Luo, they all froze in place.

It was like a conflict in the setting, and I didn't know how to deal with it.

Chen Luo grabbed the tripod and ran his spiritual power to the limit, but the tripod didn't move at all. Chen Luo, who didn't believe in evil, tried several methods again, and finally even mobilized the demon bone array pattern formula, but the result was still the same. The tripod didn't move, let alone move.

'The tomb-suppressing spiritual weapon cannot be moved. '

The thought of Brother Changqing emerged again. After understanding what tomb-suppressing is, a trace of regret flashed in Chen Luo's eyes.

'The fate is still half a step away, I can only wait for the next time. '

Giving up digging Brother Changqing's corner, Chen Luo took out a pill and ate it to replenish the consumption just now.

The tripod and the puppets beside it were placed here by Brother Changqing. The purpose was to "suppress the tomb and nourish the qi", just like the foundation of a house. If Chen Luo wanted to take the tripod away, he had to "lift up" the entire tomb, otherwise it would never succeed.

"Clean this side, I want to retreat."

Since it can't be moved, it can only be used on the spot. After recovering, Chen Luo gave orders to the more than 20 puppets who were dazed beside him.

He planned to stay here for a while.

With Brother Changqing's brain, these puppets outside are his bodyguards. There is no place safer than here! Anyway, coming here is to contact the upper realm and find an opportunity to break through the Nascent Soul, so there is no delay. A group of stuck puppets came alive instantly after receiving Chen Luo's order. They walked to the tripod with a clear division of labor and moved the surrounding debris away. A puppet also helped him find a cushion.

"Not bad."

Chen Luo patted the puppet who helped him find the cushion with appreciation.

As expected of a spiritual puppet, in addition to its own tasks, it also has a little subjective initiative, and its quality is first-class. If he hadn't been unable to take it away, he would have packed these puppets.

Sitting beside the tripod, Chen Luo closed his eyes and began to practice the technique to absorb the breath in the tripod according to the method of Brother Changqing.

A layer of light appeared on the surface of the tripod. The breath accumulated in the tripod for endless years flew out under the traction of Chen Luo, turning into a three-color light and rushing into Chen Luo's body.

Under the influence of the breath in the tripod, the spiritual power in the body began to affect the three main paths of Chen Luo's cultivation, allowing the three breaths to be improved at the same time, slowly moving towards the Nascent Soul Realm. On the flawless golden elixir, the fine lines became more and more obvious.

When Chen Luo was in seclusion to absorb the breath of the tripod, deep in the tomb.

Qionghua Seventh Ancestor Yi sat beside a large stone, his eyes tired. Since the 'Seven Stars Inducing Tribulation', the seven of them have never rested. In addition to dealing with the heavenly tribulation, they also have to deal with enemies that may appear at any time. The mechanisms in the tomb are beyond their expectations.

The 'Dragon Tomb' that the seven of them spent nearly a thousand years exploring turned out to be just the entrance to another tomb. This deviation in the scene caused their plan to change. The Seven Stars Inducing Tribulation succeeded, but also failed.

The seven of them broke through halfway and attracted the thunder tribulation, but did not find the heart demon tribulation.

The life span increased by 500 years, reaching 3,500 years. The strength has also improved, but the seven of them have no reference to determine whether it is a god transformation.

"The gatekeeper of the Dragon Tomb, I don't know what realm the tomb owner was in his lifetime."

"With this scale, I believe it if you say he is an immortal!"

Taiqing Patriarch's eyes were a little blank.

Ten years, they have been looking for a full ten years, and they still haven't found a way to leave. Those Yuanying who came in with them, it is still unknown how many are still alive. At first, these people still wanted to fight, but slowly found that they couldn't leave this place and couldn't replenish their vitality, so they dispersed.

Everyone is looking for a way to survive. "Keep looking. With luck, you can always find a crack to leave."

Tai Hao Patriarch took a deep breath and took out a few pills from his storage bag and swallowed them. For more than ten years, the seven of them had to rely on themselves to resist, and the pills were used up one by one. The situation of the others was the same. If it weren't for their firm Taoism, ordinary people would have gone crazy long ago.

"Where did the tomb owner bury himself?"

Tai Xu Patriarch Gu He suddenly asked. (End of this chapter)