I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

"What traitor?"

Chen Luo stretched out his hand and pressed on the puppet's shoulder. He remembered that when he 'enlightened' the puppet, he only used Qiu Yuan's brain and did not add any additional memories. Why is he talking to himself now after waking up? Is there something wrong with the process? "I know that guy even if he turns into ashes!"

Qiu Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, and the aura that belonged to the monks who transcended the tribulation swept across like an ocean. The sky in the entire valley was affected, and even the thunderclouds that had been hovering above the Thunder Fire Canyon for thousands of years were distorted.

Blood dots gathered in his hands and transformed into a bloody long sword.

A strong murderous aura rushed into the sky.

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Several weapon refiners nearby were frightened to death, and the disciples around them fainted on the spot, lying on the ground foaming at the mouth. The three weapon refiners who didn't fall down trembled as they looked at the enemy standing in the center. The bearded weapon refiner was the most shocked.

He felt that the weapon refinement he had practiced for a lifetime looked like a joke at this moment. Compared with the weapon refiner next to him, the magic weapon he refined looked like a street stall product.

"Are you saying there is someone over there?"

Chen Luo, who could refine such a puppet, was even more mysterious.

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Zhong Yan was still worried about the matter of the blood demon cultivator. Recently, more and more people died, and foundation-building cultivators had already died. Not only Lingxu Dongtian, but also the entire area, and more than a dozen nearby sects all encountered similar situations.

"Senior."

"Why don't you go back? I'm still refining pills on the furnace."

Wang Lin and she grew up together. In addition to being senior and junior brothers and sisters, they were also cousins. Wang Qingqing was born with dual spiritual roots and was precocious since childhood. She entered the Dao Refining Qi at the age of seven. She can be said to be a genius among geniuses. However, she has a brother Wang Lin who is even more talented than her. He is not only a natural spiritual root, but also a reincarnation of a great man. This makes Wang Qingqing unable to catch up with him no matter how hard she tries. For so many years, Wang Qingqing has never given up the idea of ​​catching up with her elder brother. However, Wang Lin yawns every time he sees her. He practices for three days and slacks off for two days. Even the tasks assigned by the clan are avoided if possible. Only when they can't avoid them will they run out to fish.

The scene of Chen Luo refining puppets can be said to have overturned the three of them's cognition of refining. Puppet refining is a side door in the way of refining. Only those cultivators who focus on puppets will ponder this skill. But now Chen Luo has refined a puppet of the Crossing Tribulation Realm in front of them.

Chen Luo's mind moved. According to the brain of the Master of the Migration Star he had obtained before, it can be seen that there are still six hundred years before the next opportunity to become an immortal. He "enlightened" his enemy. In addition to dealing with the pursuit of the Nine Tomb Guarding Clans, he also wanted to grab this thing when the next "Opportunity to Become Immortal" came.

After waiting for a long time and confirming that the breath on the puppet had completely dissipated, the three weapon refiners came back to their senses.

"That traitor stole the "Opportunity to Become Immortal". People who have not survived the great heavenly tribulation cannot sense him at all. Immortals and mortals are forever separated, and it is not just talk."

He looked up at the breath in the sky again, and he forced himself to suppress the murderous intent in his heart.

Wang Lin yawned, got up and prepared to go back to the house to sleep.

The "Opportunity to Become Immortal" six hundred years later can be planned. But before that, he still has to ask the enemy clearly and find out what the "Blood Demon Sect traitor" stole from the opportunity to become immortal.

Lingxu Dongtian.

For ordinary weapon refiners, this kind of person is no different from an immortal. Now this weapon refiner is standing in front of them, and he has refined a puppet in front of the three of them.

The calamity cloud did not disappear just because Qiu Yuan restrained his aura, but gathered more and more. This made Qiu Yuan feel strange again. The current world of immortal cultivation was too different from the era he lived in.

At the invitation of the three people, Chen Luo temporarily changed his goal, and they went to the Frost Clan together.

"If you are interested, you might as well go with us to have a look. The Frost Clan is very friendly to weapon refiners. Eighth-level weapon refiners like you are guests that their ancestors must treat with caution."

"Traveling, I will come back eventually."

"Brother, are you trying to be lazy again?!"

"Something is wrong, I can't avoid it."

Not to mention Brother Changqing, the second brother Zhao Qi is also a great man who has crossed the threshold of immortals and mortals. If there is a chance, Zhao Qi can also be enlightened, and the situation will become easier.

If it weren't for being defeated, Wang Qingqing really wanted to do it.

This person was Wang Qingqing, Wang Lin's junior sister, who was sent by Yuyan to assist Wang Lin.

The bearded weapon refiner hurriedly opened his mouth to return the gift.

The original intention was good, but when it came to the alliance, no sect was willing to offer actual benefits, and there was no master who stepped forward. Zhong Yan completely lost interest in this alliance after going there twice. She used the teleportation talisman to convey information to her master two days ago, hoping that the master could solve this problem when he came back. If not, she might not be able to stay in Lingxu Dongtian. She and the family behind her should consider a way out in advance.

Unlike Ke Zhenbei, Wang Lin's personality is very lazy. He has not been very active since he received this task. Now he has been squatting in Lingxu Dongtian since he came here. He let his men collect all the information. He stayed in the town all day long, drinking and having fun, without the momentum of the ancient sword sect sword cultivator.

"No, I have been squatting here all the time."

"You can't see it."

"Opportunity to become an immortal?"

"Frost Clan?"

"You don't need to be so polite. I borrowed the thunder and fire from three people before, and I haven't had time to say thank you." After sensing the state of the puppet and confirming that there was nothing wrong, Chen Luo felt relieved.

Feeling Jie Yun's lock, Qiu Qian finally came to his senses. He frowned slightly, retracting the murderous aura he had released before, and the bloody knife became invisible.

As he spoke, the aura of Qiuyuan completely dissipated, and even the outline of his face disappeared along with it. In the blink of an eye, the revived hatred was silent again, and his body turned into a cold puppet again. If it weren't for the flowing light of star iron on the surface of the puppet, everyone would have thought that the previous experience was an illusion.

At the inn at the foot of Tianshan Mountain in Lingxu Cave, a richly dressed nobleman sat by the window, holding his chin with one hand, staring blankly at the figures walking up and down the mountain, his thoughts wandering away.

With Brother Qiuen as a base, he now has some confidence.

He now still has two brains above the immortal level.

The clan said that there was an evil spirit who escaped from the tomb, transformed into Lingxuzi, the leader of Lingxu Cave, and killed Ke Zhenbei. As a result, after he came over, he discovered that the soul-chasing mirror was useless, Lingxuzi had wandered off to nowhere, and there was only one disciple Zhong Yan left in the sect who knew nothing.

Wang Lin, who was too lazy to go out and waste time, took a rest here.

The bearded weapon refiner cautiously said hello.

Chen Luo put the puppets away. He was originally going to leave directly, but he changed his mind instantly after hearing the identities of the three people.

"Be careful. I'll be quiet for a while. The current world of immortality gives me a very bad feeling."

"This is what I call sitting and waiting."

When the puppet was being made, there was too much movement before, which could easily attract the attention of interested people. Whether it's hatred or himself, there's a lot of trouble in him. Before he has absolute strength, Chen Luo does not intend to stand on the bright side.

Not long after the group left, a ball of blood flew over the Thunder Fire Canyon. The mist-like blood energy hovered in the sky for a long time, and finally left quietly. Only a group of female cultivators from the Hidden Moon Sect were left, still searching hard for the escaped Blood Demon cultivator.

Chen Luo also looked over, his consciousness spreading over. There was nothing but thunderclouds and ice and snow. The 'Blood Demon Sect traitor' in Qiu Yuan's mouth didn't even have a shadow.

Will the brains of aliens be different? "It's a medium-sized tribe like ours. There are three Tribulation Ancestors in the tribe who are very powerful." Seeing Chen Luo's interest, the three of them immediately told them what they knew about the Frost Tribe.

This is equivalent to refining a magic weapon to overcome the tribulation realm! This is a magic weapon that can only be refined by an eighth-level weapon refining master.

"Senior, you're welcome."

"Junior Tian Jing, these two are junior's friends Fu Kong and Lu Ming. The three of us are guests of the Frost Clan." The three weapon refiners saluted Chen Luo at the same time. Only with murderous intent can you understand how terrifying the puppet that Chen Luo put into the storage bag was.

We cannot stay in this place for the time being and must leave as soon as possible.

"Then why don't you go out and look for her?! When Senior Sister Yuyan comes over, how are you going to explain to him!" Seeing Wang Lin's expression of wanting to be beaten, Wang Qingqing's expression became even more angry.

In order to deal with the threat of the blood demon, these sects spontaneously united together and wanted to join forces to eliminate the demon.

Bang! A hand slapped on the table, interrupting Wang Lin's thoughts. When he turned around, he met a pair of big angry eyes.

If you can get the guidance of such a big shot, your weapon refining skills will surely reach a higher level.

This person is none other than Wang Lin, who was sent by Yuyan to take over Ke Zhenbei's mess.

Wang Lin stretched out his hand and yawned, squeezing out two tears from the corners of his eyes.

The three of them are the top weapon refiners in the area. Although their cultivation level is only at the Void Return Realm, their status as weapon refiners makes them superior to others. On weekdays, even if they meet Hedao monks, they are treated as equals. The leader of the Hidden Moon Sect, a Hedao monk, treats them with courtesy when he sees them, and even opens the Thunder Fire Canyon to the three of them for free.

"Come back!!"

Wang Qingqing angrily grabbed her eldest brother's collar and tried to force it, but her hand was light. When she looked again, she found that Wang Lin in front of her had already disappeared, and what she was holding in her hand was just a weird-looking rag doll.

Frost tribe.

Tian Jing hosted a banquet for Chen Luo at the Xuan Bing Tower, the most expensive building of the Hanshuang Tribe. Fu Kong and Lu Ming were also toasting nearby.

"Xuanbing Tower is the most expensive place in the Hanshuang Clan. In order to entertain the seniors this time, Old Ghost Tian spent a lot of money. The two of us can be considered to have benefited from the seniors." Lu Ming held the wine glass and said to Chen Luo with a smile. (End of chapter)