Chapter 345 Bait

In the shabby kitchen, there was an old servant holding a bloody kitchen knife. He was wearing a gray coat and a linen gray apron in front of his face. His wrinkled old face looked particularly strange.

"You made the puppet?"

Chen Luo used his spiritual sense to look at this person. His active external brain made his aura constantly change. Like the old servant holding a knife in front of him, he did not look like a righteous cultivator. He exuded an evil aura. Not to mention the old servant opposite him, his body was full of blood and murderous aura.

"The food will be ready soon, but this time, I won't invite the guests to sit down."

The old servant did not respond to Chen Luo's words and continued to speak with a smile.

No invitation to sit down? Chen Luo pondered the meaning of the old man's words, and what the "dish" he mentioned was.

Can't see through.

This old guy was even weirder than the previous actor. The most important thing was that he felt a threat from this person, which was something the previous actor did not have.

'puppet.'

The mummy's brain gave a neat and tidy conclusion.

Or a puppet?

Chen Luo really didn't expect that this puppet maker would be so cautious. He never had direct contact with people. All the people who showed up were puppets. This person maximized the advantages of a puppet monk and never stood in danger. Compared with him, the level of the actors was obviously much lower. They were all "evil ways", but their levels were not on the same level. The actors were mountain bandits who robbed houses, and the puppet monks were obviously big businessmen.

After realizing that the other party was a puppet, Chen Luo stopped looking at him.

He followed the broken hole in the wall and finally found the node, which was the well in the small courtyard behind the kitchen.

'Yin and Yang rotate, after thirteen breaths.'

There were more than 400 brains to deal with, and the mummy brain successfully calculated the opportunity to leave. Chen Luo walked in from the broken entrance and stood by the well, silently calculating the time. The old servant holding the knife did not look at him again, and continued to resume his actions, turning around and starting to chop meat.

The two do not interfere with each other.

After thirteen breaths, Chen Luo moved his feet and stepped into the well.

The bright sunshine shone down from the sky.

It's already daybreak outside.

Chen Luo stood on the entrance stone steps at the foot of Fox Mountain. The town at the foot of the mountain was functioning normally, and ordinary people in the town were still living their lives as usual. Everything was the same as he remembered, the only difference was that the inn was gone.

Gu Changkong and the other two who were staying in the inn never came back.

The three fellow Jindan practitioners invited by Granny Hu were taken away by the inn before they even went up the mountain.

“Disappeared?”

Chen Luo turned around and looked at the path behind him. His spiritual sense spread out. There was no change in the inn in the town. The waiter was soliciting guests and the drinkers were making noise inside. The only difference was that these people were no longer puppets, but real people.

Such a large inn appeared out of nowhere and then disappeared out of nowhere. No one knew when it came and when it left.

“Not all of it has disappeared.”

Chen Luo raised his head and looked at Fox Mountain behind him. The Heart Demon Ancestor's brain suddenly became active. He sensed his remaining limbs on the mountain.

'My right hand.'

A hint of desire was conveyed from the mind of the Inner Demon Ancestor.

He thought of many ways to absorb his own power.

The mountain road of Fox Mountain is very rugged and winding, extending all the way to the top of the mountain above the clouds, with no end in sight. The steps are very clean, with blue square stone long bricks, and the road surface is clean and tidy, without even a fallen leaf.

This time, the demon tribe’s trip was far beyond Chen Luo’s expectations.

First it was the Inn of This Life, and then the remains of the Heart Demon Ancestor. He really wanted to know what else was on the mountain, and whether the fox ancestors he wanted to worship had been taken away.

Time passes.

After walking for about half a quarter of an hour, the surrounding restrictions and formations became more and more complicated. Except for the mountain path, other areas of Fox Mountain were all dead places. During the trip to the inn, Chen Luo's formation level improved a lot, and the brains of several outstanding formation masters grew.

From the changes in the surroundings, four types of formations were roughly analyzed: illusion, absolute, killing, and trapping. Each type was above the third level, and the one that controlled these formations was a higher level formation. From the third level onwards, the formation was no longer a single existence. The most commonly used by third-level formation masters was the combination formation and the superposition formation. The large formation on Fox Mountain was the most typical example.

The scenes on both sides of the road became increasingly blurred. The swaying trees turned into fiery red hairs. Looking closely, one could even see some poisonous insects running around among them.

The higher you go, the stronger the mountain wind becomes.

The sky also turned orange-red. When approaching the Fox Mountain platform, Chen Luo smelled a pungent smell of blood. The temperature around him also slowly dropped. The same freezing rain as in the Inn of This Life appeared on the mountain. The steps under his feet became unusually smooth. Looking closely, he found that the bluestone steps had already been frozen three feet.

Chen Luo walked on the thick ice and climbed up to the platform of Fox Mountain step by step.

The empty platform in his memory was now covered with seven or eight corpses, of all kinds of monsters, including tiger monsters, wolf monsters, snake monsters, and dog monsters. Chen Luo even saw two scorpion monsters. The auras of these monster cultivators were not weak, and they were basically second-level monsters.

Chen Luo walked to the nearest dog demon and observed it carefully.

There was a layer of solid ice hanging on the dog demon's body. The body was extremely cold and hard, and knocking on it made the same sound as if it were a piece of stone, making a crisp sound.

"Dead for at least ten days."

Chen Luo stretched out his hand and pressed it on the dog demon's head, and a trace of bad luck flowed into it through the palm of his hand.

'Contacted with the brain waves of a dead person, damage level 70%, do you want to read it?'

The extent of the damage was beyond imagination.

The brain of a corpse that had only been dead for ten days was already 70% damaged. Afterwards, Chen Luo collected the brains of several other corpses, and found that all of them were damaged by 70% like the dog demon. This meant that their souls had been searched before they died.

"It doesn't look like the inn's doing. Did someone take advantage of the 'Inn of This Life'?"

Chen Luo observed carefully for a moment, summoned Xue Ning's brain, and pointed it at the dog demon's forehead.

"Soul, come back."

Ghost cultivation methods can work wonders at certain times. In the Tiannan region, ghost cultivation inheritance is very rare. Apart from the Ghost Temple, almost no one in other places has heard of this inheritance, let alone how to deal with them. In the eyes of the cultivators in the Tiannan region, ghost cultivation is soul cultivation, and is a madman who refines the soul flag.

But in fact, soul cultivators are human, while ghost cultivators are non-human.

This misunderstanding has caused Gui Miao to be extremely powerful in the Tiannan Region. They are not afraid of anything except the sword madman who dares to cut anything.

A breath emerged from the corpse, and it slowly stood up and formed a translucent shadow in front of Chen Luo. Unlike the residual soul of a normal foundation-building cultivator, this residual soul was very erratic and its eyes were dull.

"Even the soul is shattered?"

Chen Luo discovered the problem. The incomplete soul in front of him had been destroyed by someone using soul cultivation techniques. He tried to ask a few questions, but the other party did not respond. This result disappointed Chen Luo. He stretched out his hand and tried to collect the remaining soul. As a result, before his hand got close, the weak remaining soul of the dog demon was like a candle blown by the wind. After shaking twice, it turned directly into dust.

Afterwards, Chen Luo tried to summon all the remaining corpses and ghosts around the platform, but the result was the same. Although the people who destroyed this place did not understand the methods of ghost cultivation, they were very skilled in soul cultivation, and the remaining residual souls had no way to condense.

After putting the corpses into the storage bag, Chen Luo glanced at the cave behind him.

Behind this is the place where the fox clan practices.

The last time Su Linlin brought him here, they had entered it. That time he met Granny Hu and Senior Gu in the cave.

When we arrived at the gate, the heavy stone door suddenly fell down.

boom!!

After the dust settled, a corpse hung by a red rope swung out. The shrunken corpse was wearing a black dress, and the red rope was hanging around the corpse's neck, and the body was swaying back and forth.

Chen Luo's pupils contracted slightly.

He recognized the body. This person was none other than the fox clan Jindan 'Grandma Hu' who invited him here. A Jindan cultivator, the pillar of the clan, had died like this, and the body was still hanging behind the gate. If the stone gate had not collapsed, Chen Luo would probably have to enter the gate to see it.

The corpse was swaying in the wind. Granny Hu opened her bloodshot eyes, her face full of resentment, and dried black blood remained at the corners of her mouth, as if she was saying something.

The body had been dead for at least three months, possibly longer.

Jindan cultivators have a long lifespan, not to mention Granny Hu, who is a demon. Even if such a powerful being dies, the body will not change in a short period of time. The body in front of him has a dry breath, and there is no demonic energy on the body. Only a strong resentment remains. It is hard to say whether the internal organs are still there. Maybe they have been eaten into an empty shell.

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"If Granny Hu had died long ago, who sent the letter for help?"

Not only Chen Luo, but also Gu Changkong and Sikong Bo came to Fox Mountain after receiving the letter for help. It was obvious that someone was using the fox tribe as bait and fishing non-stop.

Chen Luo did not touch the corpse. He stood at the entrance of the cave, feeling a creepy feeling in his heart.

The entrance of the fox cave that I had entered once before now seemed like the mouth of a great demon. Granny Hu's body was the bait on the other party's hook. After learning the method of this life in the 'inn', this feeling became stronger than ever before.

"Someone's in there."

Chen Luo took two steps back. This time he was not even going to use his brain. The fox clan’s ancestral land could be used for worship at any time. There was no need to stick to this time point. I believe the fox clan’s ancestor would understand.

'The breath of the void.'

'The remains are inside.'

Thoughts emerged in the mummy's brain and the demon's ancestor's brain at the same time.

"The Void Realm?"

Chen Luo recalled his previous experience of overcoming the tribulation. That time, he sensed this aura in the tribulation cloud. The second bone pattern on his body, "thunder", was grabbed by the mummy brain through the cracks in the sky in the tribulation. Now that they met again, the mummy brain did not remind him of the "opportunity", but kept sending him dangerous information.

"Something from the space world is coming over?"

Chen Luo stood on the situation he already knew and guessed the situation at hand.

call.

A gust of wind rolled out from the cave, the cold wind was piercing, mixed with a lot of cold air. Chen Luo immediately borrowed the surrounding heaven and earth energy to protect himself, but even so, a thick layer of frost condensed on the outside of his body.

The platform ground and the step area near the top of the mountain were eroded by the cold air, and another layer of ice was added. The surrounding fiery red plants were also frozen, and the trees stopped shaking, and the color changed from fiery red to dark blue. The cold air was everywhere.

(End of this chapter)