Chapter 108 Picking up a brain

The night gradually deepened.

Chen Luo refined two furnaces of pills and slowly found some patterns.

These fake recipes all contained real content, but they were half real and half fake, so it was difficult to choose. What he had to do was to eliminate the fake ingredients, find the real medicinal materials needed for the Qi Gathering Pill, and adjust the correct proportions. Then the Qi Gathering Pill recipe would be reversed.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door.

"who?"

Chen Luo stopped what he was doing. He probably guessed who the person was. The postmen at the post station didn't dare to disturb him.

"I am an outer disciple of Tianming Peak of Shenhu Immortal Sect. I sensed your presence at the door before, so I came here to ask for advice out of curiosity." A voice came from outside the door. The voice was that of the man in straw raincoat whom he saw in the window not long ago.

Chen Luo originally had no intention of contacting this person.

When you are out, it is better to do less than more.

However, since the other party has already come, it would be difficult for him to turn him away. The other party is also a disciple of the Shenhu Xianmen, and can be considered his fellow disciple.

"Come in."

Chen Luo waved his sleeves, and all the pills and medicinal residues were put into his storage bag.

"It's been almost half a month since I left the Immortal Gate, and I finally met a cultivator. Judging from your appearance, you are also from the Immortal Gate, right?" The middle-aged man walked in. He had changed out of his straw raincoat and was wearing a dry light blue gown.

The man looked to be in his forties.

At this age, most of the people in the Immortal Sect are already inner disciples. According to the rules of the Immortal Sect, those who cannot break through the late stage of Qi Refining within three years will be driven down the mountain. Chen Luo took a look and saw that the identity mark on the other person was indeed from Tianming Peak.

"What's up?"

Chen Luo ignored the other party's question.

"I'm Wanming from Tianming Peak. I wonder which peak you are from, brother? Are you going home this time? Our sect has encountered such a change and we don't know what to do." The middle-aged man seemed unaware of the impatience in Chen Luo's tone and continued to express his concerns.

He kept calling me "senior brother" and at first glance he looked like a sociable person.

This is very different from the cold and stern image he had when we first met.

"Just out on a mission."

Chen Luo replied expressionlessly. His mind was now full of the recipe for the Qi Gathering Pill. After refining more than twenty recipes, he already had some ideas.

"Brother, if you are alright, please leave. I need to rest."

He deliberately called the other party "Junior Brother" because he didn't want to waste time with him anymore.

If it weren't for the identity of a disciple of the Shenhu Immortal Sect, he wouldn't even bother to talk to the stranger.

"Then I won't bother you, brother."

The middle-aged man stood up, bowed with a smile, then pushed the door open and walked out.

The whole process gives people a feeling of being a good guy.

It was a brief exchange and Chen Luo didn't even tell him his name.

This guy named Wan Ming gave him a very strange feeling. He was different from other disciples of the immortal sect, as if he was wearing someone else's skin.

The rain finally stopped in the second half of the night.

Chen Luo refined several more furnaces and slowly began to refine some poison pills. This proved that he was on the right track, and the only thing left was the ratio.

There has been no news since the monk Wan Ming from Tianming Peak returned, and no one knows whether he is asleep or practicing.

The sky gradually brightened.

Chen Luo put away the alchemy furnace and herbs, then went outside to the yard to practice.

Breathing and refining qi is a persistent process, and this process has never been interrupted since Chen Luo started practicing.

"Morning, Senior Brother."

After Chen Luo finished refining his Qi, he stood up and saw Wan Ming coming out. He still had the same smile on his face as last night, and he slowly walked over when he saw Chen Luo stand up.

'Watch your left hand.'

In Chen Luo's mind, an observant brain gave a feedback.

'There is a spiritual energy fluctuation.'

"Thunder Talisman!"

The two foundation-building brains also sensed it at the same time.

The three pieces of feedback made Chen Luo instinctively narrow his eyes, and then the same smile appeared on his face.

"I have a question about cultivation and would like to ask you, Brother."

"What a coincidence? I just happen to have a question as well."

Chen Luo greeted him with a smile. He raised his hand and the spiritual power in his body instantly gathered in his palm.

Wind control technique!

call out!

Three light blue winds flew out from his hands. With the experience of the foundation-building brain, the wind control technique released by Chen Luo was a magical power at the foundation-building level. Except for the poor quality, there was no problem with the technique.

Wan Ming on the opposite side did not expect Chen Luo to attack suddenly. Before he raised his foot, three wind gusts passed through his neck.

Phew!

The two behind it cut across him diagonally, splitting him into several pieces.

Blood splashed out, and the broken limbs fell into the mud. In the left hand was a yellow thunder talisman. If it had been half a step slower, the thunder talisman would have been completely activated.

"Wow"

The head that was thrown out coughed up a mouthful of blood, and its eyes were still wide open until it died.

He never expected Chen Luo to take action, and he never expected him to be so decisive.

I'm not worried at all about accidentally killing my fellow disciples.

Chen Luo looked at the palm of his hand with a serious expression.

The moment he attacked, the other party also reacted. This reaction was like intuition, subconscious, honed from countless times on the brink of life and death.

This reaction left a pinhole-sized wound on his palm, caused by a needle-shaped magic weapon. This guy named Wan Ming was even more ruthless than expected. He killed with every move, using the dialogue to relax the guard, secretly using the thunder talisman and the needle-shaped magic weapon, and then attacking at the same time.

If we were a step slower, the situation would not be what it is now.

"There is a problem with the token"

Chen Luo walked over and picked up the token on the other person's body. He could tell it was what it was after a quick identification.

The token was real, and belonged to a cultivator from Tianming Peak named Wan Ming. But the man in front of him was not Wan Ming, he was just a casual cultivator who borrowed the name Wan Ming. When he first saw him yesterday, he was ready to attack Chen Luo, and the subsequent tests in the room were also to confirm Chen Luo's cultivation level.

"A casual cultivator?"

Under the storm, not only did the major factions quarrel, but the hyenas also gathered around.

The Shenhu Immortal Sect is in chaos, which is the best opportunity for this group of independent cultivators.

The immortal sect disciples who came down the mountain were their target for obtaining resources. Perhaps in terms of qualifications, the casual cultivators were not as good as the formal Shenhu immortal sect disciples, but in terms of fighting and ruthlessness, ten immortal sect disciples combined could not match them.

Good at disguise and scheming.

This is much more ruthless than the robbers who ambushed him during the joint mission.

After healing the wound on his hand, Chen Luo picked up the needle-shaped magic weapon that attacked him. This thing was made of top-grade materials and had reached the level of a first-class magic weapon. It was much more advanced than the disciple magic sword he received at Wudao Peak.

Most of the independent cultivators are poor, but those that they can keep are mostly high-quality ones.

“It’s an unexpected gain.”

After putting away the needle-shaped magic weapon, Chen Luo walked to the mud on the side and placed one hand on Wan Ming's brain.

"This brain can't be wasted."

He had deliberately held back when he attacked just now, chopping the neck with the purpose of ensuring the integrity of the brain.

'Contacted with the brain waves of a dead person, damage level 7%, do you want to read it?'

Read!

This was the first time that Chen Luo had received a cultivator's brain with such a high degree of integrity. However, it was still 7% damaged, and this 7% damage should be caused by death. A 100% complete brain would probably only be obtained after he had mastered how to "shut down" a person's consciousness.

'I hate it!'

"You bastard from the Corpse-raising Sect, I will avenge you for insulting me someday."

"If I die, what will happen to Liu Niang?"

The moment the brain absorbed it, a large number of complicated thoughts flooded in.

Fortunately, Chen Luo had been prepared. After simply calming his mind, he gathered these distracting thoughts. From these thoughts, he read two useful pieces of information, one was the place where the casual cultivator Wan Ming hid his treasure, and the second was related to the Corpse Raising Sect.

The clashes between the sects had already begun, and these disciples who had come down the mountain were the first to engage in the fight.

It's not safe on the mountain, and it's the same at the foot of the mountain.

Whether you can escape or not depends entirely on your personal ability.

It was the wisest choice for Chen Luo not to take the inter-domain flying boat. Otherwise, the one who would greet him would not be the casual cultivator Wan Ming, but the foundation-building immortal cultivator from the Corpse-Raising Sect or the Nine Poison Valley.

"Blockade and plunder... the Corpse Raising Sect?"

After extracting consciousness, Chen Luo threw Wan Ming's brain out, then got up and left.

This time he didn't even take the carriage.

It would have been fine if I didn't know before, but now that I know that the Corpse-Raising Sect and the Nine Poison Valley are blocking us from behind, it is natural that we have to readjust the route.

Wan Ming had the task arrangement points for the Corpse-Raising Sect in his mind.

The highly complete brain allowed Chen Luo to read many useful obsessions. He only needed to bypass these mission points to escape easily.

"I don't know how Junior Sister Huang Ying is doing."

Chen Luo thought of his Junior Sister Huang Ying who had left earlier.

The other party left with Senior Sister Shen from the inner sect. With Senior Sister Shen's skills, he should not have died.

The most important thing right now is to protect himself first, because the Corpse Cultivation Sect will not let him go just because he is weak. The two sects are clearly aiming to destroy the whole clan.

If you want to blame someone, blame the Shenhu Xianmen for being too fat!

Half a day after Chen Luo left.

A man with a gloomy face appeared outside the post station, stepping on the mud.

Three low-level zombies easily dug out the body of Wan Ming who was killed by Chen Luo from the mud.

The ordinary people in the post station were trembling with fear, kneeling on the ground with pale faces, and stuttering when they spoke.

"Dead?"

The gloomy man ignored these mortals. He walked to Wan Ming's body and reached out to pick up the broken arm holding the thunder talisman.

"Useless trash."

The cold-blooded man threw Wan Ming's broken arm into the hands of three low-level zombies, which gnawed it clean in the blink of an eye. He turned around and glanced at the mortal who was kneeling on the ground, then turned around and walked away indifferently. A zombie covered with black hair followed him step by step, and the fierce and murderous aura dyed the surrounding soil black and gray.

The three low-level zombies turned their heads instantly after their master left, with a flash of blood in their eyes, and pounced forward mindlessly.

"ah"

A few shrill screams startled countless birds

(End of this chapter)