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...
The Huangshiling foundation-building cultivator was a strange one that had never been seen before. He had the cultivation level of the middle stage of the foundation-building period, similar to the former Madam Bai Gu. He was wearing a beige Taoist robe, with his two hairy legs exposed. He had no shoes on his feet, and he walked barefoot on the ground without making any sound.
"I'm sorry to bother you, fellow Taoist, as I'm passing by here."
Chen Luo smiled and spoke politely. The aura of the late stage of foundation building emanated from his body. Huang Shiling's face changed, and the anger disappeared in an instant, turning into a hospitable smile.
"I see. As long as you come, you are a guest. You can stay as long as you want!"
Taoist Huang Shi was talking, but he was already thinking about his enemies, or whether he had offended this person. Most of the late foundation building masters were near Black Stone City, where the first-level spiritual veins were much higher than here. It was because Taoist Huang Shi had no background that he came to this remote place.
"This is the dojo of an old friend of mine. I came back just to say goodbye to her for the last time."
A hint of sigh flashed in Chen Luo's eyes.
When I first met Madam White Bone, she had an aura as profound as the deep. She was wearing a fiery red dress, with slender legs stepping on white bones, like a monster walking out of a painting.
"this"
Taoist Huang Shi's face changed slightly. He didn't expect there was such a cause and effect. The late-stage foundation-building cultivator in front of him put a lot of pressure on him. The spiritual power fluctuations on his body were close to the perfect state. He had only felt this terrifying sense of oppression from the three deputy city lords of Black Stone City.
When I thought about occupying the dojo of such a big shot friend, I couldn't help but feel panicked.
I thought it was an ownerless land, but it turned out to be a hot potato.
"Don't worry, my friend is no longer with us."
Chen Luo saw Taoist Huang Shi's worry and said something with a smile.
"I came here just to comfort her."
Chen Luo took off the storage bag left by the Black Zombie Taoist. The last time they met, he sensed the breath of Madam White Bone from the Black Zombie Taoist. Now that he had killed the Black Zombie Taoist, he naturally understood the source of this breath.
White jade bone.
In the storage bag of the Black Zombie Taoist, there is a crystal clear bone. This bone is the foundation of Madam White Bone's body.
Madam White Bone is an alien spirit. If she wants to form an elixir, she must improve her own essence and find the Rakshasa bone.
In the past, Chen Luo went with him to look for Rakshasa Bone. When they encountered the ghost temple that time, the Gu Demon Han Jiu was sacrificed during the trip to the ghost temple. Now all of this is connected together, and Madam White Bone is the starting point.
"The path to immortality is long and boundless. When we build our foundation, we are just fighting against the heavens for our lives."
Taoist Huang Shi sighed.
As long as he is not here to cause trouble for him, it is fine. Seeing that Chen Luo was no longer available to pay attention to him, Taoist Huang Shi retreated tactfully, and at the same time instructed his boys not to provoke this person.
Holding the white jade bone, Chen Luo placed it on the stone table in front of the cave.
"Fighting against the sky"
Chen Luo thought of the last parting between Madam White Bone and him. The two of them joined forces to occupy Gumo Mountain. Madam White Bone accidentally learned a piece of news related to the "Rakshasa Bone", and then there was no news. Now it seems that the news she got was most likely released by the Black Zombie Taoist, and the purpose was for her, the "White Jade Bone".
Chen Luo killed the Black Zombie Taoist, which was also a revenge for Madam White Bone.
The white bones were on the stone table, glowing and emitting a faint light, as if they were thanking Chen Luo.
Spent three days in Baiguling.
In three days, Chen Luo sorted out the brain of the Black Zombie Taoist. This third-ranked great monk in the Perfect Realm in Black Stone City did not have many obsessions, only one.
"I want to refine the Silver Armored Corpse King!"
Among the levels of corpse refining, the lowest level is the ordinary corpse puppet. Successfully raising the evil spirit is considered to have taken this step. The level above the ordinary corpse puppet is the black-haired zombie, which is equivalent to the late stage of Qi refining to the perfection of Qi refining. The corpse puppet refined by Chen Luo's old friend Ganshi Taoist was at this level.
Beyond ordinary corpse puppets and black-haired zombies is the iron corpse!
In the Corpse Cultivation Sect, Iron Corpses are the standard for elders. There are many innate limitations in refining Iron Corpses. The physique, bloodline, cultivation level, etc. of the corpse before death will affect the quality of the corpse. In addition to these, a large amount of corpse refining materials must be invested.
A level higher than the Iron Corpse is the Silver-Armored Corpse King.
When the iron color on the corpse fades and turns silver, the corpse cultivation is considered complete. This level of corpse cultivation is called the Silver Armor Corpse King, which is equivalent to a Jindan cultivator and is the supreme corpse cultivation that corpse cultivators dream of.
Unfortunately, the Silver Armor Corpse King is more difficult to refine than the Iron Corpse King. Not only does it have requirements for the corpse, but it also has restrictions on the materials and techniques of refining the corpse. When Chen Luo was in the Seven Kingdoms region, there was only one Silver Armor Corpse King in the three major sects of immortal cultivation, and that was the corpse of the leader of the Corpse Cultivation Sect.
The Black Zombie Taoist is the strongest corpse cultivator in the southwest region. His storage bag is full of corpse refining materials. The white jade bones of Mrs. White Bone are the main materials he is going to use to refine the Silver Armored Corpse King. Chen Luo has studied the Black Zombie Taoist's family practice in the past three days. Using the Black Zombie Taoist's brain, he roughly understood the Black Zombie Taoist's plan.
The more than one hundred corpses he refined were all materials for corpse breeding.
Gathering the corpse qi of a hundred iron corpses, supplemented by precious corpse refining materials, and finally using his family's ancestral corpse refining techniques, he will definitely be able to refine a silver-armored corpse king. By then, as long as he has the corpse king in his hand, he will have the strength of a Jindan, and he will not be afraid of even the Black Stone Ancestor.
None of the three great monks who have reached the Perfection Realm in Blackrock City is content with their lot.
"So many materials can't be wasted. Let me help you realize your dream."
Chen Luo put the white jade bone back into the storage bag, and without saying goodbye to Taoist Huang Shi, his figure flashed and turned into a stream of light and flew north.
"Master, the evil star outside has left!!"
In the stone cave behind him, a boy poked his head out and looked around quietly. After making sure that there was no one around, he breathed a sigh of relief and ran back to the cave shouting happily.
During the three days that Chen Luo was at the entrance of the cave, Taoist Master Huang Shi didn't even dare to sleep, let alone practice. Every time he closed his eyes, he thought about the evil star outside who wanted to break in and rob his cave. Although the other party said that he came back to pay tribute to his friend, who would believe such a verbal promise? Everyone was an evil cultivator, and credibility had never existed in their land.
In the past few days, Taoist Huang Shi has thought of several escape plans, even considering the life-threatening technique of Burning Blood Escape.
As long as the wind sounds wrong, run immediately!
You can't hesitate at all. The other party is a great cultivator who is comparable to a perfect foundation. If you hesitate, you will lose your life. This is the experience that Taoist Master Huang Shi has summed up after practicing for many years. He has survived to this day because of this caution.
"Gone?"
Hearing the boy's voice outside, Taoist Huangshi suddenly became alert.
He quickly stood up and walked to the cave entrance. When he was near the entrance, he lightened his footsteps and did not push the door open. He just quietly spread out his spiritual sense and first sensed the place where Chen Luo had sat before. Only after he was sure that there was no one there did he feel relieved.
"Okay, okay, finally leaving!"
He laughed loudly, pushed open the cave door, and all the worries of the past three days were gone.
Chen Luo was flying very fast. After passing Baiguling, Chen Luo flew all the way east. After flying out of Baiguling, thick poisonous miasma appeared in the sky. The miasma covered the entire sky. It seemed as if there was something horrible looking at him from inside, and a sense of danger rose in his heart.
Yinsha Forest.
I am here again. The place that used to take me a long time to get out of can now be reached in just half a day.
Control the flying sword to fall and step back onto the ground.
After landing on the ground, that strange sense of danger disappeared.
"What is that?"
Spreading out his spiritual sense, Chen Luo tried to sense it. As soon as his spiritual sense spread over, a section was missing, as if it was eaten by something. This result made Chen Luo frown slightly, and he gave up the idea of continuing to test.
He was just passing by and there was no need to cause any more trouble.
There are big problems in Yinsha Forest. The scholar Ning Chenye, whom Chen Luo met here, is a strange part of it, and so is that weird woman.
Walking into the Yinsha Forest again, the familiar feeling of coldness swept over me.
The light quickly disappeared, and the surroundings turned into a dark forest again. Spreading his spiritual sense, Chen Luo followed the direction in his memory and returned. His spiritual sense was far superior to that of the past, so Chen Luo was not as passive as before.
"whee."
A strange sound came from the shady woods, and rustling shadows floated by, as if greeting him.
Chen Luo ignored these things and continued moving forward on the dark mud. He didn't know how long the leaves under his feet had been piled up. They were soft when he stepped on them. The smell of decay filled the air, and even his spiritual power had deteriorated a little here.
After walking for a while, Chen Luo suddenly stopped.
The familiar red lanterns appeared in front again, but the strange thing was that this time the lanterns were floating in the forest like will-o'-the-wisp, and the original "Inn of This Life" was gone.
When Chen Luo saw the lantern, the lantern also discovered him.
bass!
The flame inside the lantern suddenly grew larger, forming a huge fireball, and the flame in the middle burned out of the lampshade.
"Guest, are you staying at the hotel?!"
An enchanting voice was heard. Chen Luo remembered this voice. It was from the proprietress of Jinsheng Inn - the alien painted demon.
A red light flashed, and a long red light rushed towards Chen Luo.
The fireball passed through the trees and the branches nearby. The strange thing was that these trees and branches were like insulators. There was no sign of burning after the fireball passed by. Instead, the black air became even thicker. The evil energy twisted and shrank like a living thing, and the branches were retracted one by one.
'These trees are alive?!'
boom!
Chen Luo took a step back, and the fireball hit the ground. The rotten leaves mixed in the stinking soil exploded, and the sporadic flames engulfed the rotten leaves and formed a big pit on the spot. The flying leaves touched the flames, but did not ignite the leaves.
The lantern flickered and turned to chase after Chen Luo. The scattered flames flew into the lantern's lampshade like fireflies. (End of this chapter)