Secret room.

Chen Luo sat cross-legged on a cushion with his eyes slightly closed. On the stone table not far in front of him, an oil lamp was swaying gently. The dim light reflected in the room, casting a dark shadow.

"The fourth level of True Immortal is 'longevity'. This step requires severing one's own timeline and converging the past, present, and future."

A faint light flickered between his eyebrows, and the more than 2,000 brains in the external brain were running hotly. One thought after another kept popping up, helping him summarize the path to the fourth step of the True Immortal. With the brain of the Evergreen Immortal Emperor at the core, Chen Luo quickly gathered these messy thoughts together.

After removing the wrong parts, I perfected a practice method that can be used on myself.

There are two steps in total.

The first step is to collect more brains.

The second step is to intercept time and reunite the immortal soul. If this step is completed, Chen Luo can travel through different timelines like Ning Chenye and his wife, and no longer be bound by life span. In the ancient world of immortal cultivation, this step is called "jumping out", and the reunited immortal soul is called "golden body".

"We still have to go to the Zhang family of the Imperial Clan! Only the Imperial Clan has brains above the fourth level of True Immortal."

Chen Luoke has not forgotten the Zhang family's "River of Rebirth".

This supreme magical weapon also left a mark on his body, which was enough to prove the fate between the two.

Gathering his thoughts, Chen Luo stood up and walked out.

This retreat was not for cultivation, but mainly for gathering thoughts. So it only took three days for Chen Luo to come out of the secret room.

The Yuhua Immortal Gate has reopened.

Many cultivators whose sects were destroyed fled here, causing Chen Luo's reputation to become even more famous.

Chen Luo walked towards the direction where the flower-backed turtle and Zhou Ying were in seclusion. He didn't care about the awe of others. Since he entered Taoism, Chen Luo had never cared about his reputation, let alone being restricted by such things.

"Immortal Venerable."

A group of immortal cultivators who were practicing breathing and refining qi on the mountain path all stood up when they saw Chen Luo and saluted him respectfully.

But Chen Luo didn't pay any attention the whole time. The group of people only stood up after he walked past.

The flower-backed turtle and Zhou Ying still haven't woken up.

The bloody bird had woken up, but this stupid bird was very dissatisfied with the name "Flower Starling". When it saw Chen Luo come in, it didn't say anything and squatted beside the stone sulking.

"It will take at least three years."

Sensing the aura around the two people, Chen Luo estimated the time in his mind.

This trip to the Zhang family of the imperial clan must be fully prepared. Flower-backed turtle and Zhou Ying are indispensable. For the sake of safety, Chen Luo would rather wait for a while.

Just as Chen Luo was about to leave, a black light suddenly flew over from a distance.

"Um?"

Chen Luo's eyes flickered as he looked at the second black sword that appeared in front of him. He stretched out his index finger and lightly touched the sword, and a piece of information flowed through his finger into his mind.

'Sincerely invite fellow Taoists to gather in Shenmu Forest - Moke.'

"Party?"

Looking at the broken black sword, Chen Luo glanced in the direction of the Shenmulin.

Three days later.

At the highest point of the sacred forest, there was a wooden pavilion. Several blurry figures were sitting in it. The one in the middle was wearing a dark red robe, and the ghostly aura around him was constantly distorting the surrounding environment. This person was the initiator of this exchange meeting, 'Ghost Emperor Mo Ke'.

The remaining four people were also overlords like him, and each of them exuded the same level of aura.

These people are losers who were resurrected by the calamity energy.

In a sense, none of them are alive.

“Here I come.”

The Ghost Emperor Moke raised his head and looked into the distance.

A beam of light broke through the air, and a powerful aura spread out without any disguise. Before it got close, it attracted the attention of several people in the room.

The clear light faded away, and Chen Luo, dressed in a green robe, appeared on the platform.

With the completion of the third realm of True Immortal, the aura around Chen Luo became increasingly profound. It was no longer possible to judge his true strength from his aura alone.

"You have come from afar, please take a seat."

Moko Ghost Emperor waved his hand, and a stone seat appeared out of thin air beside him. Several people nearby looked over, and four immortal consciousnesses undisguisedly probed him.

“I didn’t expect there would be so many people.”

Chen Luo glanced around, and the aura of the Evergreen Immortal Emperor emerged from him. He easily bounced back the four people's probing spiritual sense.

"The human race is a true immortal."

A hoarse voice sounded. The person who spoke was wearing a black robe. He looked through the hood at Chen Luo who walked into the house with sinister eyes, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

“I didn’t expect that in addition to Huanyu and Taixuan, the human race has a third Immortal Emperor.”

The second person who spoke was a female cultivator. She had a cold face and wore a light green feathered robe, giving the impression of being an ordinary lady from an official family. Her gray eyes looked Chen Luo up and down, and as she spoke, ice-blue snowflakes floated around her.

The others remained silent, which was considered as an acknowledgement of Chen Luo's strength.

"What about the things you were talking about?"

Chen Luo ignored the two of them, but sat down beside them and asked the Ghost Emperor Moke straight to the point.

He changed his mind and came here because the Ghost Emperor Moko told him a secret.

The secret of the fall of a cosmic immortal emperor.

At the level of the Universal Immortal Emperor, there were few things in the Immortal Realm that could tempt him, and even fewer things that could arouse his desire and make him take a risk.

"No hurry, let me introduce these friends to Fellow Daoist Chen first."

Ghost Emperor Mo Ke smiled and gestured, then introduced Chen Luo in order of seats. The first sinister black-robed man who spoke to Chen Luo was the witch fairy Ma Fangen, who had caused the witch fairy catastrophe 23,000 years ago. Ma Fangen's cultivation was one level lower than that of Ghost Emperor Mo Ke, equivalent to a fourth-level true fairy. The female cultivator next to Ma Fangen was Bing Feng Shang Meng, a demon lord in the demon fairy catastrophe.

The moment he saw this woman, the Black Snake Demon Saint gave Chen Luo feedback. It seemed that she was an old acquaintance of his. The last two people were named Fei Ji and Fei Chuang, both of whom were wanted criminals on the Immortal Court's list.

Among this group of people, the Ghost Emperor Moke has the highest cultivation level.

It's just that ghost immortals are usually in a weak position among cultivators of the same realm, so the normal combat power of the fifth realm ghost emperor is at the same level as the fourth realm cultivator. Maybe a little stronger, but not to the level of the human immortal emperor.

"Fellow Daoist Chen hasn't become an Immortal Emperor yet, right?"

Fei Ji suddenly asked.

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked over. They were a little curious about Chen Luo, the new Taoist who had joined.

"It's not here yet."

Chen Luo glanced at the man and didn't hide anything.

Since he entered this room, his external brain has never stopped. He knows every one of the five people in the room. For example, Fei Ji, who is speaking now, is an old friend of one of his brains, and they have many grievances with each other.

The same goes for Bing Feng and Ma Fangen next to them.

Digging graves frequently, it is inevitable that you will meet some familiar faces. In Chen Luo's view, this gathering of Moko Ghost Emperor is just a meeting of old friends, although these "old friends" do not know him.

"But it will be soon."

Chen Luo stretched out his index finger, and a flash of light appeared at his fingertips.

The moment they saw the spiritual light, Fei Ji and Fei Chuang looked over at the same time. In their vision, the spiritual light in Chen Luo's hand was like a world. Through the spiritual light, they saw densely packed creatures going through the cycle of life and death in it.

"What a great gift to all living beings!!"

The Moko Ghost Emperor couldn't help but praise.

The path of ghost cultivators is different from that of humans. They only need to absorb the power of "death" to break through, which is equivalent to cultivating only the dark side. The biggest advantage of this cultivation method is that it is fast, but the disadvantage is also very obvious. Among the cultivators of the same realm, ghost cultivators are the weakest, and their mana is only one-third of that of cultivators of other races.

"Since Fellow Daoist Chen has already proven his strength, let's not waste any more time."

Bing Feng Shang Meng lost his patience and turned to look at the Ghost Emperor Mo Ke. (End of this chapter)