"So Fellow Daoist Zhu Jie is really dead."

After reading the exercises, Chen Luo understood Ji Xiaobao's state. His state was somewhat like obtaining a "magic weapon" with some memories belonging to Zhu Jie. Chen Luo was most clear about this state, and the brain obsession he read was a similar fragment.

"Yes."

Ji Xiaobao looked respectful, not at all as natural as Zhu Jie was when facing Chen Luo in the past, which further illustrated his identity.

"This technique is quite special, no wonder the family was wiped out." Flower-backed turtle picked up the jade slip beside him and flipped through it briefly. With his cultivation and realm, he could quickly read out the secrets in the technique.

"Just stay on the mountain from now on. Let Ding Aoye handle anything that comes up."

Halfway through his words, Chen Luo remembered that Ding Zhao was gone. He felt a little bored, said a few simple words, and sent the man away.

"You should also go and have a rest. I will stay here for two days."

After saying a few words to the flower-backed turtle, Chen Luo left the house.

Back mountain.

This is where Chen Luo used to make pills. There is a hidden underground fire inside that can increase the success rate of making pills.

Click

The heavy stone door opened.

After not coming back for more than 50 years, the layout of the alchemy room was still the same as when he left. The alchemy room was spotless, the cabinet in the corner was full of spiritual materials, and the alchemy furnace in the middle was cleaned regularly. Walking to the left wall, Chen Luo opened the drawer and found the Concentrating Spirit Grass for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill.

The storage locations of spiritual materials were all based on the rules he had set before. In the years since he was away, Ding Zhao had been strictly enforcing these rules.

Nearly 70% of the harvest of the immortal cultivation families at the foot of the mountain is stored here.

"Master of the Mountain."

A voice came from the door, and the person who came was holding a few storage bags with numbers on them.

Chen Luo looked back and found that it was a strange girl. Her cultivation was not strong, only about the fourth level of Qi Refining.

"Someone from the Hu family?"

"yes."

The girl nodded immediately after hearing this, her eyes full of nervousness. Facing this legendary mountain master, she felt that it was difficult to breathe. Although the mountain master looked very easy to talk to, she couldn't help but feel nervous inside.

"You sorted out all these spiritual materials?"

Chen Luo recognized the girl's identity. Although he had never seen her before, the blood aura on her body was exactly the same as that of the deceased old man Sun. She should be the direct granddaughter of the Sun family.

"Yes, it was my sixth aunt and uncle who sorted it out before. After they passed away, I sorted it out now."

The girl spoke in a low voice. She was not allowed to enter the mountain master's practice room before her sixth aunt and sixth uncle passed away. I heard that this was the rule set by the mountain master. She came in privately now, which was a violation of the rules set by the mountain master to some extent. She couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"From now on, this place will be left to you to manage." Chen Luo didn't care about these details.

Even though Ding Zhao and Sun Yanyan had no merits, they had worked hard. He would naturally not punish their descendants for such a small matter.

"yes."

A hint of joy flashed in the girl's eyes. With the words of the mountain master, she no longer had to be as cautious as before on Gumo Mountain, and could declare to the outside world that she was from Gumo Mountain. This identity and status was completely different from the relatives in the families below. The immortal cultivation families below the mountain were vassals, and only the people on the mountain were the true descendants of Gumo Mountain.

In Chen Luo's eyes, Gumo Mountain is just a temporary place to stay, but in the eyes of the immortal cultivators in Gumo Mountain, Gumo Mountain is the largest force in the vicinity.

Occupying a large market, with endless spiritual stones, and spiritual veins in the core area of ​​the mountain. The immortal cultivation families attached to Gumo Mountain, relying on the resources of the mountain, have cultivated several foundation-building cultivators. Not to mention that Gumo Mountain also has a mysterious mountain master who has stood for sixty years! For Qi-refining and foundation-building cultivators, the mountain master Chen Luo is a living legend.

"When practicing, eating one can speed up your practice."

Chen Luo took out a gourd of pills from the cabinet next to him and threw it to the girl.

"Thank you, Mountain Master."

The girl took the pill with a happy face.

Inside was a gourd of Qi-nourishing Pills. With her current cultivation level, she could only receive three pills from the clan each month. However, the gourd that Chen Luo sent her contained at least two hundred pills, which was a godsend for her.

"Go down."

"yes."

The girl put away the pill, saluted, and then walked out.

In the secret room, Chen Luo took out the spiritual materials and began to refine the foundation-building pill. He had exactly two days to sort out his gains in the demon world. There were many good things in Mrs. Spider's nest, and they all needed time to digest. The remaining time could be used to refine some medicine for Ao Ye and Xianhe Chengfeng.

The flower-backed turtle circled the mountain.

The immortal cultivation families at the foot of the mountain did not miss him. With his strength, no one in the entire Gumo Mountain could find him except Chen Luo. Taking advantage of his cultivation, the flower-backed turtle heard a lot of rumors about Chen Luo from the immortal cultivation families at the foot of the mountain.

Sixty years ago, it was still the foundation-building stage!

Those people on the mountain were really his old acquaintances, or old acquaintances with direct relationship with him, and not the 'descendants of old friends' as he guessed.

This result made the flower-backed turtle stunned for a long time. It even thought it had heard it wrong. It finally confirmed it several times before it slowly came to its senses.

Sixty years of cultivation from the Foundation Establishment Stage to the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage?

Even the reincarnation of the Demon Saint is not so exaggerated!

“Is this the Lifeless One?”

The result he had calculated in the demon world flashed through the flower-backed turtle's mind, and his heart couldn't help but waver. He began to believe the words of his ancestor, and his original intention to leave faded.

Three days passed quickly.

It's fleeting.

Black Rock City.

Xue Yida, dressed in a black robe, walked to the edge of the pavilion and looked at the area where Gumo Mountain was located. The ambition in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

Xue Yida was very smart. From the moment he started practicing, he understood a truth: the strong are the aggregation of resources. As long as you stay with the strong, you will not lack the resources for practice. When the disciples in the clan participated in the clan competition to compete for resources, he chose another path.

Kowtow and greet the ancestor every day.

One or two days doesn't matter, but when accumulated over ten or eight years, the effect will be different.

The old ancestor remembered him as a descendant, and every time the clan distributed materials, the old ancestor would leave a portion for him. He also knew how to behave, and no matter what he got, he would give the majority of it to the old ancestor.

Although those things were of no importance to the old ancestor, his attitude showed everything. This also made him feel at home in the Xue family, rising all the way to his current position.

The same is true this time when I come to Black Rock City.

After the ancestor joined the Lingchi camp, he saw a higher-level existence.

The Lingchi Fairy in the state of transformation!

This is a stronger existence than the ancestor. In order to curry favor with Fairy Lingchi, Xue Yida sent people to inquire about Fairy Lingchi's preferences and learned about the hatred between Fairy Lingchi and Qionghua Sect. As the only ancestor of the God of Transformation in the current world of immortal cultivation, there are countless people who want to curry favor with her, openly or secretly. Xue Yida is smart, and the others are not stupid either.

If you want to leave an impression in Fairy Lingchi’s heart, you must do something!

Black Stone City is the breakthrough point found by Xue Yida.

If the disciple of the former "Acting Master" of Qionghua Sect can subdue them and bring them to Fairy Lingchi to kowtow and apologize, he will definitely become famous. At that time, the fairy will definitely remember him. With the attention of Fairy Lingchi, the resources for cultivating to the Nascent Soul Realm will be settled. If he is lucky, he may be accepted by Fairy Lingchi and become a disciple of the Ancestor of Transformation!

"Didn't you come?"

"Yes."

I heard Xue Yida

"I gave them a chance, but they didn't cherish it. Do you think this is still the same as the old Qionghua Sect era?"

After taking a step forward, a black light appeared under Xue Yida's feet.

The aura of the Jindan cultivator dissipated and turned into a black light that flew away from Black Stone City and flew towards the direction of Gumo Mountain. Such a big commotion naturally attracted the attention of many people, but this was exactly the effect Xue Yida wanted.

When doing things, you must be high-profile!

He was very fast. For a Jindan-level cultivator, it only took him half a minute to fly from Black Stone City to Gumo Mountain.

Looking at the mountains approaching, Xue Yida laughed loudly. The vitality in his body condensed, and the blood elixir in his body circulated, which triggered the celestial phenomena in the entire area and turned into a huge black cloud, covering the sky from above.

"Friend Mu, Xue is here to pick up the bride!"

The vendors in the market looked up blankly at the sky that suddenly turned dark, not knowing what had happened. Some knowledgeable casual cultivators showed horrified expressions, and they tried to mobilize the spiritual power in their bodies, but found it difficult to operate.

"The vitality of heaven and earth has been drained away by someone. It was the Jindan Ancestor!!"

A voice rang out, instantly causing widespread panic.

Mu Xiaoyu and Ao Ye on the mountain also flew out, but before they could say anything, they saw an illusory hand flying out from the mountain. It slapped Xue Yida in the air like slapping a mosquito. The translucent hand was not big and did not look threatening at all. Xue Yida sneered and was about to mock, but he felt his body stagnate and all the spiritual power in his body was frozen. His body in the air was like a bug trapped in amber, unable to move.

All he could do was watch helplessly as the translucent palm came towards him.

Baji!

A pool of flesh and blood fell from the sky, and the whole world became quiet in an instant.

Dead?

Such an abrupt change made everyone in Gumo Mountain Market bewildered. One moment they thought they were in a desperate situation, and the next second it was over. The whole process was so fast that they were a little uncomfortable, and some people even thought they were under an illusion and slapped themselves in the face.

"As expected of you, Master."

A hint of excitement flashed in Ao Ye's eyes.

After not seeing each other for many years, Master has become stronger. Xue Yida is not an ordinary Jindan. As the direct descendant of the Xue family, Xue Yida has a fourth-level protective magic weapon. Even if a Yuanying cultivator wants to kill him, it will take some effort. But in front of Chen Luo, both Xue Yida and his protective magic weapon have lost their effect.

A quick and easy death. (End of this chapter)