Chapter 167 Fight

Chen Luo began to recall the elementary corpse-raising method he had traded from the old ghost. Chen Luo had not studied much about the ability of raising corpses, and it was only because there were a few experts in this area in his external brain that he could save some trouble. Otherwise, even if he really got a Jindan corpse, he would not be able to raise a real zombie.

"First, make a blood sacrifice, then draw the corpse-controlling talisman to plant the soul."

According to the technique, Chen Luo bit his fingertip and dripped blood onto the center of the eyebrow of the Jindan corpse. Then he condensed a tiny corpse-controlling talisman on the tip of his index finger and placed it on the center of the eyebrow along with the blood.

After the two forces merged, a vague connection was indeed created between the Jindan corpse and him. However, because the Jindan corpse had not yet become a corpse evil, it was unable to move.

"Go down."

Chen Luo grabbed the body of the Jindan cultivator and threw it into the corpse pit.

The corpse of the Jindan state sank little by little along the water surface, and the rolling evil spirit seemed to have found its master and began to flow into the heart of the corpse of the Jindan state.

The most important part of the corpse is the corpse core, which is the heart.

As long as the evil spirit in the heart is concentrated, the corpse will be created.

After sinking the corpse into the Yangsha Land, Chen Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief. The whole process was smoother than he expected. The only thing left was to find a way to break through the middle stage of foundation building. The three kinds of elixirs in Elder An's obsession could just solve this problem.

There is also the technique that I need to start looking for.

With the experience of breaking through the foundation building, Chen Luo naturally would not choose the inferior blood pill. If he wanted to form a pill, he would condense the best golden pill!

After walking out of the formation, Chen Luo cast another spell.

Under the influence of the power of the magic formula, the formation slowly disappeared and finally merged with the surrounding swamp.

"It's a pity that I have only mastered three formations at present, and they are all first-level formations. Otherwise, I would have at least a second-level formation."

Looking at the formation in front of him that was gradually disappearing, a trace of regret flashed in Chen Luo's eyes.

The knowledge of formations was too expensive, and he had not obtained it systematically so far. The only thing he had gained was the big gift package of formation masters brought by Elder An. He had already inherited all the legacy, and the few formation flags he had just used were made by that formation master.

Stayed there for two days.

Only after confirming that the corpse raising had officially begun did Chen Luo leave with peace of mind.

This place is the border between the Yinsha Forest and the Corpse Raising Ground. It is not a good place for either side, and no one would pay attention to it. Even if someone really came here by accident, they would not find the formation, not to mention that there is a corpse puppet that has been refined by him.

The smell of corpses and swamps is the same.

After leaving the corpse-raising ground, Chen Luo returned to Yinsha Forest and left along the same route. The original plan was to go to the first gathering place of evil cultivators to inquire about the news of the third-level spiritual veins and purchase the spiritual materials needed to refine three second-level spiritual pills.

But some people don't want to.

Half a day later, Chen Luo saw the Jinsheng Inn again.

This time the inn was directly blocking the main road he was leaving.

The wooden door of the inn was wide open, and the lanterns on both sides swayed gently, as if waving to him.

"Blocking the way?"

Chen Luo's face darkened.

When he chose to leave, he had already shown that he didn't want to get involved in this trouble. Unexpectedly, the woman in the inn turned around and targeted him, trying to test his depth.

"Guest, are you here to eat or stay?"

At the door, the proprietress of Hua Yao suddenly appeared and looked at him with a smile.

Chen Luo stretched out his hand, and a worn-out magic sword appeared in his hand. The brain of the Tianjian Peak foundation-building cultivator in the external brain became active.

The sword energy gathered and swept across.

When faced with these evil spirits, sword cultivators are most straightforward.

Bang!

The sword energy chopped on the door panel, and the boss lady standing at the door was cut into two pieces on the spot, and her round head flew out from inside. Chen Luo took a step forward, and his five fingers formed claws, grabbing the boss lady of the painting monster on the top of her head.

'Cannot read.'

Another brainless one!

With a pinch of his fingers, under the effect of Iron Body Skill, the head of the proprietress of Painting Demon was directly crushed, and the broken canvas flew everywhere.

Chen Luo no longer avoided him. The other party had already come to him, so what was there to hesitate about?

He can also slay demons and eliminate evil.

He walked forward and kicked the door.

There was a loud bang, and the door exploded, and Chen Luo walked into the inn.

The inn that was bustling a few days ago was now completely different. It was cold and dark inside, filled with rotten wooden tables. The broken plates were crawling with spiders and rats, and the delicious food inside had turned into mud and stone. A group of skeletons sat at the table, like diners drinking wine, motionless.

There were spider webs everywhere on the high platform in the corner, and a lot of dust would fall down with the slightest movement.

Chen Luo walked to the place where he and Ning Chenye had sat that day.

This was the only clean place in the inn. Ning Chenye was lying on the table with a satisfied smile on his face. Chen Luo reached out and touched him, and found that the scholar had already become hard, and his body was as cold as a lump of ice.

"It looks like the script you got is not Nie Xiaoqian's."

Chen Luo circulated the spiritual energy in his hands, and was ready to burn Ning Chenye. This scholar had been dead for who knows how many years, and was played by the women in this inn over and over again. Every time he woke up, he would walk the same old path.

In Chen Luo's opinion, no matter how big the grudge is, it should be settled.

Not to mention that this woman has now offended him.

"Sir, you are so impatient. We haven't even opened yet."

A woman's faint voice sounded.

Chen Luo only felt a chill at the back of his neck, as if there was a woman covered in frost standing against his back, and the cold air from her words was spitting onto him.

"Fire Curse!"

A scorching flame appeared on Chen Luo's body, and a strong pure yang flame burst out from him, spreading in all directions without any dead angles.

boom!!

The terrifying magical flames directly burned all the tables and benches around to scorched earth, and the spider webs and skeletons were all set on fire. The floor underfoot was shattered by this force, and a huge hole was blown out.

The woman who was speaking behind him disappeared again.

Also disappearing was the unlucky scholar Ning Chenye.

Chen Luo was floating in the inn, and his spiritual sense, which was almost at the late stage of foundation building, spread out undisguisedly and began to scan the entire inn.

'below!'

A wave of evil energy emerged from below. Without saying a word, Chen Luo grabbed Elder An's magic seal and smashed it down.

The seal flew out of his hand and grew larger, mixed with foundation-building magic power, and smashed heavily on the black shadow.

With a loud bang, a gust of air swept in, smashing the basement below into pieces. Countless old wine jars were smashed into pieces, and foul-smelling liquid flowed out of the jars.

There is actually a wine storage room under the main hall.

Chen Luo raised one hand, and the seal shrank back into his hand. Looking down, there was nothing below except the huge pit created by the seal.

Run away?

Chen Luo flew into the wine cellar.

He reached out and picked up a piece of debris from below. From the debris, he sensed a faint evil fluctuation. His seal just now still hit the opponent, but the opponent's magical power was different from his, and the seal attack could not hurt the opponent's foundation.

'The Yang thunder can be broken.'

Among the external brains, the Jindan brain and the mummy brain gave feedback one after another.

They had all dealt with similar things in their lives, and these thoughts came to them instinctively after seeing it.

However, Chen Luo has never learned the magical power of Yang Lei.

There is no authentic Yang Thunder inside the Shenhu Immortal Sect. He has inquired about the thunder method that costs thousands of spirit stones. It is a thunder-inducing technique that has extremely high requirements for weather conditions. It is a useless magical power with too many limitations.

Flying back to the ground, Chen Luo found that the places he had previously destroyed had begun to recover.

The power of the Fire Spell was also eroded by the cold air and began to die.

The woman in the dark tested him and then left. It was unknown whether she was afraid of his strength or had other ideas. The two sides fought each other tentatively, and then there was no movement.

Chen Luo walked to the table and lifted up Ning Chenye's body.

This scholar was also very strange, as if he had merged into one with the inn. The places that had been burned down by him before were now beginning to recover along with the inn.

Chen Luo thought for a moment, then stretched out his right hand and pressed it on Ning Chenye's head.

'Cannot read.'

This result made Chen Luo look at Ning Chenye more.

The only kind of brain he couldn't read was that of a 'living person'. The other person's brain was still functioning, so there was naturally no possibility of him 'turning it off' and taking it away.

"interesting."

Chen Luo walked out of the inn. The wooden door that he had destroyed before was restored. Even the dead proprietress stood by the door and greeted him with a smile.

"Sir, please remember to come again next time."

After the proprietress finished speaking, she opened the wooden door.

Chen Luo understood what the other party meant. He was ready to let him go.

He stopped at the door and looked back. The lights inside the inn came on again, and everything that was burned by the Fire Curse returned to normal. The drinkers inside also started playing finger-guessing games and drinking, and even the scholar Ning Chenye came back to life.

Everything returned to normal, only the girl playing the piano sitting on the platform was looking at him.

The white veil floated, revealing the face of the woman inside.

A pale ghost face, black hair draped over the shoulders, and scarlet eyes were staring at him coldly.

Chen Luo narrowed his eyes and took out a talisman from his storage bag. The aura of the thunder talisman inside began to dissipate.

"Why do you have to make excuses, sir? Do you think I am not satisfied with you?"

The sad song sounded again, and a cold wind blew past.

The lanterns outside the inn began to shake with a creaking sound. Without saying a word, Chen Luo took out ten thunder and fire talismans and threw them out.

"Punishment!"

boom!!

Ten thunder and fire talismans exploded at the same time, and thunder and fire struck down fiercely. However, when these attacks fell, it was as if they struck an illusion. After a wave of water-like fluctuations, the inn and the women inside disappeared.

Only a huge deep pit was left at its original location.

"It runs pretty fast."

Chen Luo walked over and picked up a piece of bone from the deep pit. This was what the other party had left behind, and he had chopped it off from the other party.

'The evil spirit began to dissipate, and the influence of the power of the soul disappeared.'

The brain in the Jindan stage gave feedback.

"The power of the soul."

Chen Luo remembered this tip and planned to find a place to strengthen his magical power after leaving. Many of the evil cultivators' methods were related to the power of the soul. When dealing with people like them, if the power of the soul was weak, they would not even be able to detect where the enemy was.

After putting the bones into the storage bag, Chen Luo turned around and walked out of the evil forest. When he was about to leave the evil forest, the strange singing behind him sounded again.

"Gold has a price but love is priceless"

At the foot of the mountain not far away, there was another scholar walking towards us with a bookcase on his back.

(End of this chapter)