I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

"What's the point of shooting out fire? I can now shoot out frost with my fists!"

Ruan Xiaohu was practicing his boxing skills beside him, and the more he fought, the more he enjoyed it.

As his family, Chen Luo gave them a little bit of his power so that they could quickly get started with his improved magic skills. In this way, they could quickly catch up with the so-called masters outside and become the best masters in the world.

Chen Luo did not explain much. As the great power gathered, the aura on his body became heavier, and he finally sensed the calamity energy that he had not sensed before. The strange thing was that this ray of calamity energy actually floated in the sky, constantly moving like a living thing, and never refused to land.

Outside this ray of calamity, Chen Luo also sensed the breath of the green-haired monster.

The hand he pulled on me at that time should have stayed here. If Chen Luo went straight to meet him, he would definitely fall into the opponent's calculations due to the limitations of this world.

But now.

Chen Luo sensed his own strength and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

Although he did not do it intentionally, he has now surpassed the scope of ordinary warriors. Since the opponent is in this world, theoretically he should be restricted like him. As long as his strength is restricted, he will be invincible.

After staying in Qingya County for another two days, Chen Luo left.

Two days of accumulation made the calamity power clearer.

After inquiring with the imperial court and the martial arts world, Chen Luo quickly found the place that was related to the calamity in the sky. This was a place that Chen Luo had never seen before. In the back mountain of the Yue Kingdom's royal family, there was a green stone mountain.

There is a small temple on the mountain dedicated to the sun.

The source of the calamity in the sky was escaping from here. After determining the location, Chen Luo led his men up the mountain that day.

These people have inherited his legacy and are extremely powerful.

"Master, these are the monks from Junyang Temple. This place was built by them." The Black Water Master picked up two monks and threw them out of the hall.

A group of monks lying on the ground had angry looks on their faces.

"Do you know where this place is?!"

One of them yelled even louder.

Martial Saint? They had never heard of this title. He was probably the leader of a newly rising power somewhere. They had encountered this kind of thing before, but Junyang Temple was a holy place for martial arts. No one dared to cause trouble here, not even the Yue Kingdom's royal family.

Now this group of ruffians who appeared out of nowhere rushed in and broke down the door, and captured the servants who were serving the gods. This was simply blasphemy against the gods.

"Lawless! You are absolutely lawless! You must know that my Junyang Temple is the place where the Yang God is worshipped, in charge of the yin and yang and the four seasons. If you destroy the arrangement here, can you afford it?"

Bang!

The leader of the Black Water Cult was annoyed by the noise made by these monks, so he raised his hand and slapped the one who was shouting the loudest, sending him flying.

“This is too much!!”

A burly man among the monks stood up. A circle of golden ripples appeared around him. He forcibly broke free from the ropes that the Black Water Sect had tied him with.

This person is the guardian of Junyang Temple.

His strength has reached the peak of the grandmaster level. Before the magic modified by Chen Luo appeared in the world, this man should have been the number one master in the Yue Kingdom's martial arts. Even the old servants of the royal family could not compare to him.

“Did you build this temple?”

Chen Luo, who was standing at the door, turned his gaze from the statue to the faces of the group of monks.

"Where did this idiot come from, and dares to call himself a martial saint?"

Looking at Chen Luo who was only three steps away from him, the monk's face flashed with a hint of ferocity. Anyone who could cultivate to this level would naturally not be a weakling.

Three steps away, the advantage is mine!

The veins on the guardian monk's calves bulged, and circles of heat spread under his feet, and spider-web-like cracks appeared on the floor. When all the momentum accumulated to the peak, the martial saint suddenly turned his eyes. With just one glance, all the momentum and murderous intent accumulated by the guardian monk disappeared.

Gurgle!

The guardian monk dispersed his energy and swallowed his saliva subconsciously. He actually saw a huge eight-armed demon god statue behind this man. The statue was even more exaggerated than the statues worshipped in their temple. When he looked over, the illusory demon god statue behind him actually turned its head and looked at him.

Is this still a human being?

The guardian monk fell silent for a moment, and the aura accumulated in his body quietly dispersed, as if he was afraid of alarming the martial saint in front of him. The monks who had placed high hopes on him also stood there in a daze. The monks of Junyang Temple who were still shouting were like quails at this moment, not daring to breathe.

Bang!

Upon seeing this, the Black Water Cult leader slapped him again.

"Our leader asked you a question, didn't you hear it?"

“It was built by the old monk.”

The old host who was slapped immediately came to his senses and began to answer Chen Luo's questions.

Junyang Temple was originally just a small temple dedicated to the sitting deity. Suddenly one day, the abbot was enlightened by the great god Junyang while sleeping. After that, he transformed the temple into its current appearance. With the transformation of Junyang Temple, he received more and more inheritances. In the end, he recruited many disciples and developed the small temple into a martial arts holy land. He also became a holy monk respected by everyone in the martial arts world.

Even the Taoist Palace and the White Dragon Temple were not taken seriously by him.

"In which room did you dream?"

This is the node that Chen Luo is looking for. These monks do not practice immortality and do not know the method of immortals to awaken dreams, but Chen Luo knows. He only needs to find the place where the old monk dreamed, and then based on Ge Xian's "fate method", he can find a way to "go to heaven".

After accumulating for so long, the internal energy is barely enough to display this magical power.

"In the Tongming Palace."

The old monk immediately answered Chen Luo's question. While speaking, he subconsciously glanced at the eight-armed demon statue behind Chen Luo.

This kind of enemy is not something they can deal with, and I believe that Master Junyang can also understand their difficulties.

"lead the way."

Under the guidance of the old monk, Chen Luo soon arrived at Tongming Hall.

A miniature statue of the deity is enshrined here.

Chen Luo looked around and soon found the source of the aura. After dispersing the Black Water Cult, Chen Luo stepped forward alone and pressed his right hand on the head of the statue. The familiar calamity aura appeared in his perception. Chen Luo closed his eyes and began to practice the "Fate Method". The internal energy in his body rushed out like a river. When he focused again, he had arrived in a completely unfamiliar space.

The place was surrounded by fairy mist, and inside was an altar of about 100 square meters. Below the altar was a bronze incense cauldron, on which was placed an incense stick as thick as an arm.

“You’re finally here.”

A green-haired monster inserted the incense stick in his hand into the incense pot, and then slowly turned around. Unlike outside, the green-haired monsters here actually have faces.

This face looks like it was painted on, and the facial features are very stiff.

"How about the opportunity I prepared for you? Starting all over again and meeting old friends again is an opportunity many people dream of."

The green-haired monster's face was filled with a smile of success, and his already stiff facial features looked even more weird with this strange expression.

He walked to the altar next to him, took down the wooden sword, pulled it out, and gently wiped the blade.

"Do you remember the aura of the void that you found in the robbery cloud? I put that in there."

"Who are you?"

Chen Luo looked at the green-haired monster. He felt very strange. He seemed like an old friend, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't remember.

However, judging from the green-haired monster's behavior, it is likely that he knows him.

Of course, it is also possible that he recognizes a brain in him.

"who I am"

The green-haired monster had a look of emotion on his face. He put down the wooden sword in his hand and spoke as if recalling a memory.

"Am I not you?"

The green-haired monster suddenly turned around, the wooden sword in his hand flashed, and the sword energy slashed the air. This guy has been practicing here for who knows how many years, and his internal strength has exceeded the critical point, simulating a wind blade similar to the "small magical power".

In the world before Chen Luo's revision, this was the power to break boundaries. But in the eyes of Chen Luo now, this level of wind blades couldn't even break his protective energy.

clang!!

The wind blade struck Chen Luo's head, sending out a few sparks.

"With just this little strength, you dare to play tricks here?" Chen Luo strode forward, and the internal energy he cultivated dissipated at twenty times the speed. The almost tangible internal energy condensed on the surface of his body to form a huge eight-armed demon god statue.

Bang!

The huge demon palm slapped the green-haired monster into the ground like slapping a mosquito. The powerful force created a huge palm print around it. The edges were all cracked, and there was a huge deep pit in the middle. The green-haired monster was smashed straight into the ground by Chen Luo like a nail.

The green-haired monster was stunned by the slap.

The smile on his face froze and then turned into shock.

"Impossible! Why can you use your magical powers here?"

He created this world using the Heart Devouring Illusion, and no one knew the rules here better than him. Under the influence of the Heavenly Tribulation, this world absolutely did not allow the emergence of magical powers and methods. The wind blade he released before was forcibly condensed by him using his home field and weapon advantages.

It is still martial arts in essence.

But Chen Luo's move has completely exceeded the scope of martial arts.

"If I kill you, I will have passed this tribulation, right?" Seeing that the green-haired monster did not respond, Chen Luo was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He raised his hand again and slapped him.

boom!!

The sound suddenly stopped, and the world in front of me shattered like a mirror. (End of this chapter)