Chen Luo discovered he could scavenge the minds of the dead.
So he went to a graveyard and scavenge the brain of a deceased Great Emperor, figuring he’d borrow it for a bit.
While other...
Chapter 230: The Secret Technique of Dan Formation
Chen Luo in the back mountain put away his fishing rod and appeared beside Ding Zhao in a flash.
The entire Gumo Mountain is protected by the formation he set up. As long as he wants, he can use the formation to appear anywhere in Gumo Mountain.
"Master Shanshan!"
Sun Yanyan and others quickly bowed their heads and saluted. Ding Zhao also trembled as he wanted to salute, but he was now injured by the curse and his body was completely out of control. His lips trembled as he spoke.
"Evil curse."
Chen Luo saw at a glance the curse on Ding Zhao, the curse power of the Demon Sect.
Someone was testing him.
"Primary curse, spiritual power can dispel it."
The external brain that was proficient in curses immediately gave a solution. But Chen Luo would definitely not use this solution. Once he used it, the other party would be able to see that he was proficient in curses, and then there would be more temptations coming.
For the time being, Chen Luo had no intention of directly confronting this old monster, the leader of the Demon Sect.
A great cultivator who has completed the foundation building is very difficult to deal with. Basically, no old fellow of this kind is easy to deal with. As one of the seven top great cultivators occupying the second-level spirit vein, the methods of the Sect Master of Demon Cultivation are definitely not worse than those of Elder Rong Ling.
'The formation can be suppressed, changed, and withdrawn.'
'The soul-parasitic insect can be eaten.'
The thoughts in the formation master's brain emerged. As brains in the foundation building stage, they naturally had their own ways of dealing with it. The other external brains also responded one after another. The Gu cultivator's brain even gave a direct solution, asking him to use the soul-parasitic Gu to eat these curses. The power of the curse is also a nutrient for the Gu cultivator. The soul-parasitic Gu, one of the strange Gu, can eat this power.
"Then don't waste it."
Chen Luo's mind moved, and the golden poisonous insect attached to the silver centipede flew out, slid down his palm, and merged into Ding Zhao's body like a golden drop of water. The spiritual power of the late foundation building period flowed in, suppressing the backlash of the curse.
hiss
A burst of black smoke rose up, and the cursed ghost face attached to Ding Zhao's chest was instantly eaten up by the golden poisonous insect. After doing this, the golden poisonous insect flew out again and parasitized the silver centipede that had just regained its freedom and was about to escape.
"Thank you, Mountain Master."
Ding Zhao, lying on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief. His life was finally saved.
In front of the Foundation Establishment cultivators, these Qi Refining cultivators were too fragile. The gap in levels was too great, and the opponent could kill them with just a little trick.
"Go back and rest."
Chen Luo waved his hand and flew to the highest point of Gumo Mountain. His eyes penetrated the void and looked in the direction of Pingshan Stream. This time it was a test, so the opponent was very restrained, and Chen Luo did not use his full strength, so it was a draw.
Pingshanjian is the cave where Master Yinfeng originally practiced seclusion.
All the luxury of the past had disappeared, and the ground was littered with corpses. The mouse boys of Master Yinfeng had all become corpses, and the dancers had turned into bones. The entire cave was gloomy, surrounded by black mist, like the whimpering of dead souls.
In the middle, a skinny old man was sitting cross-legged on the floor with seven or eight small black stones placed in front of him.
Snap!
One of the stones broke and split into several pieces.
"Gu? Could it be that Old Ghost Han is not dead?"
The leader of the Demon Sect sensed the power that was fed back to him and frowned slightly.
The magician's insect-controlling skills could not be faked. Without hundreds of years of hard training, there was no way to achieve such fine control. The life span of a foundation-building cultivator was only 500 years. The person who had plotted against him before was a curse cultivator, who specialized in curses. It was impossible for such a person to have the energy to practice the art of insect-controlling.
"In this way, Gumo Mountain can be eliminated."
"The rest is Fox Mountain, trouble"
The Demon Sect Master stood up and walked out of the cave. As he walked, his body kept twisting and overlapping, as if there were dozens or even hundreds of Demon Sect Masters overlapping each other.
A large amount of resentment emerged from his body, and demon species emerged from his body like human faces, but were pulled back by another force. The black energy of the dead disciples in the cave was also swallowed by these demon species and human faces, and gradually returned to peace.
After sending away the leader of the Demon Sect, Gumo Mountain returned to peace again.
Half a year later.
Pingshanjian has welcomed a new owner.
With the arrival of a strange cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, the chaos around Pingshanjian slowly subsided and order began to be re-established. Some wandering families of independent cultivators quickly gathered there and reopened the once deserted market town. Within a few months, the market town had regained its prosperity.
After the market was restored, the supply of medicinal materials needed for Chen Luo's alchemy was restored.
For half a year, Chen Luo basically did not go out and had been practicing in the mountains.
Su Linlin came to him once and wanted to invite him to explore the remains of the secret art of forming a pill, but he refused. After that, no one came to disturb him, and Chen Luo also regained his peace. He practiced Qi breathing every morning and evening, slowly accumulating strength and digesting the gains from the inner demon calamity.
"Mountain Master, a huge change has occurred in Black Stone City. An elder took advantage of the absence of the Black Stone Patriarch and used the formation to transcend the tribulation without authorization. He blew up all the second-level formations in Black Stone City, indirectly affecting the deaths of more than ten foundation-building monks."
Early in the morning, Ding Zhao hurried over with the latest news.
Black Stone City is the center of the entire evil cultivation land, and the Black Stone Ancestor is the only one in the evil cultivation land who has reached the Jindan stage. He is an existence that everyone fears. Now that such a big thing has happened in Black Stone City, naturally the entire evil cultivation land is shocked.
"Um."
Chen Luo responded calmly.
No one knew this matter better than him. The 'bold elder' that Ding Zhao mentioned was none other than Elder Rong Ling, who had lived with him during the Heart Demon Tribulation for his entire life.
The speed at which news of the evil cultivation land spread was slower than Chen Luo had expected.
Although Gumo Mountain is far away from Black Stone City, it took half a year to transmit the information here, which is still a bit slow. However, the gap between the foundation-building cultivators and the Qi-refining cultivators can also be seen here.
It takes a Foundation Establishment cultivator a few days to fly on a sword to a place where a Qi Refining cultivator needs half a year to walk.
Ding Zhao, who was speaking, was startled and stopped talking immediately. If the mountain master was not interested, then this matter would have no value in Gumo Mountain.
"There is news about the acquisition of the ancient corpse."
Ignoring the matter of Black Stone City, Ding Zhao talked about the task that Chen Luo had assigned to him before.
Refining corpses is expensive, so ancient corpses that cannot be refined must be cheaper, right? In the past six months, he gave Ding Zhao a task, asking him to use the channels of Gumo Mountain to purchase ancient corpses dug out from ancient ruins.
Not all corpses can be used for corpse refining. Those high-level corpses that cannot be refined are the targets of Chen Luo's plan.
"Tell me about it."
Chen Luo opened his eyes and became interested.
At his current level of cultivation, the improvement was too slow. He had gone to Black Stone City before in order to find the brain of an alchemist at the Jindan stage. Unfortunately, after a round of running around, although he had gained a lot, he was unable to find the brain of the third-level alchemist that he had wanted to find at the beginning.
"There is a river in the past of Pingshanjian, called the Corpse River. In it lives a foundation-building corpse cultivator, known as Grandma Cai." Ding Zhao told the news he had heard.
"This old lady Cai's cultivation method is somewhat special, and she needs to make bone soup to improve her cultivation."
Bone broth?
Chen Luo immediately recalled a very unpleasant experience digging graves when he first arrived at the evil cultivation land. He swung his hoe so hard that it smoked, but he didn't find a single corpse. Later, he specifically inquired about this matter and learned that there was a group of people in the evil cultivation land who specialized in the practice of corpse bones. For them, the corpses of immortal cultivators were also materials for cultivation and could not be wasted.
This Granny Cai should be this kind of evil cultivator.
"The people I sent over have established contact with the disciples under Granny Cai." Ding Zhao skipped the tedious process and told Chen Luo the result directly.
"The other party said that they could steal some ancient corpses and sell them to us, but the price was a bit high."
"Give it to him."
Chen Luo said directly. In his opinion, resources are to serve oneself, and it would be a joke if you are reluctant to spend them.
"yes."
Ding Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. This time, in order to get in touch with the corpse water river, he lost a lot of people. If it weren't for the strong support of the Sun family, he would have been unable to withstand the pressure. Fortunately, he has now completed the task of the mountain master. After completing this transaction, he can get a lot of rewards, and the resources to impact the perfection of Qi refining are settled.
"There is one more thing that may interest you, Mountain Master."
Ding Zhao, who was about to leave, suddenly remembered something that happened two days ago. He immediately stopped and spoke.
"The Five Eyes Master is dead."
The Master of Five Eyes Monastery is one of the seven top cultivators in the evil cultivation land. Born as a willow demon, he has extremely strong magical power and is known as the "strongest foundation-building cultivator below the Jindan stage". The lecture that Chen Luo and Master Yinfeng attended before was convened by the Master of Five Eyes Monastery.
Chen Luo met Shi Jun, the demon cultivator of the Demon Clan, at that exchange meeting. In addition to Shi Jun, Chen Luo also met several powerful foundation-building cultivators, such as the Bamboo Sword Fairy, who left a deep impression on him. There was also a powerful man from Black Stone City who used spiritual essence. That man did not reveal his appearance from beginning to end, but now it seems that this man is most likely the Black Zombie Taoist.
The three major foundation-building masters in Black Stone City have completed their mission, and Chen Luo has basically had contact with all of them. Elder Rong Ling has died, and the leader of the Demon Sect has a grudge against him. Only the Taoist Heijiang has the least contact with him. The only time he tried to test him was when Black Stone City was in chaos, when the two of them teamed up to rob the underground river. Nothing more was known after that.
"It is widely rumored that the master of the Five Eyes Temple has obtained a very rare secret technique for forming a pill, which can improve the quality of the pill. Some people don't want him to form a pill, so they joined forces to kill him."
Another secret technique of forming the elixir?
Chen Luo frowned slightly, feeling more and more that something was wrong.
(End of this chapter)