Ge Xian?

When Zi Tianji pronounced these three words, it was the first time he saw someone so arrogant and dared to call himself an "immortal".

You have to know that the word "immortal" is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Especially in the world of cultivating immortals, those who consider themselves "immortals", unless they are people with great supernatural powers, will definitely encounter some disasters beyond ordinary people in their subsequent immortal journey, and nine out of ten will not have a good ending.

Chen Luo's thoughts also saw these three words.

Not only did he see these three words, he also saw the yard across the bridge.

"Wait a minute."

Chen Luo's shadow squirmed, and a brand new clone walked out of Zi Tianji's body. This was the brain that Chen Luo had injected into Zi Tianji's body using the 'Reverse Possession Method'. Although there was no soul attached to it, it still had his own memories. It was a kind of alternative puppet clone. Later, as long as he took back this puppet, he would be able to read all the memories of this puppet here.

There is no need to worry about the soul being intercepted by others, nor is there any need to worry about Zi Tianji missing some important clues because he cannot understand the situation here.

Crash

Chen Luo reached into his sleeves and fumbled around twice, and took out a scroll of ink painting.

He shook his hand and the scroll unfolded.

A familiar scene appeared in front of Zi Tianji.

"Huh?"

When Zi Tianji saw the scroll, he was stunned. He subconsciously looked up at the yard opposite, and then turned back to look at the scroll in Chen Luo's hand.

The two are surprisingly 90% similar.

This painting is a relic of the Tiannan Domain National Master Centipede Demon. In the era of the Seven Ancestors of Qionghua, the Centipede Demon was a rampant Yuanying National Master, but later he was deceived by the seven old guys including Gu He and merged with the Plague Beast, and then he retired sadly. But in terms of origin, the Centipede Demon is stronger than many people in the Tiannan Domain. He is a registered disciple of Ge Xian, and has seen Ge Xian's original body and listened to Ge Xian's preaching. The painting in Chen Luo's hand is the scene of Ge Xian's preaching in the past, which contains a rare "ghost fairy" method.

Bang!

Chen Luo walked over and slapped the stone tablet.

With a muffled sound, a jagged crack appeared at the base of the stone tablet.

Zi Tianji, who was standing next to him, felt a tightness in his heart.

Bro, stay steady!

It's okay if you are a clone, but I came here in person.

The broken stone tablet did not cause any incident. Chen Luo tried to lift it with his hands and found that the stone tablet, which was half a person's height, was unexpectedly heavy. No one knew what material the tablet was made of. It weighed more than black iron and refined gold, and was heavier than the spiritual chessboard in Chen Luo's hand. The black words on the tablet were written with fingers, and there was a jagged mark on the edge.

"Go look across there."

After receiving the stone tablet, the two checked the surroundings and made sure that nothing was missed before turning their eyes to the yard opposite.

Zi Tianji first used a substitute to test the situation, and only walked onto the bamboo bridge after confirming that there was no danger. Chen Luo stood behind him and waited until Zi Tianji walked across the bamboo bridge before he followed him. He walked very slowly, and even his footsteps overlapped with Zi Tianji's.

Zi Tianji, who crossed the bridge first, was stunned for a moment, then showed an expression of regret.

I was careless. I’ll walk behind next time!

After crossing the bamboo bridge, the two entered the courtyard where Ge Xian was preaching. The layout of the courtyard was exactly the same as in the painting. Chen Luo found the big stone where Ge Xian was preaching in the corner, and there were several stones of different sizes opposite. There was a small crack on the small stone at the back. The centipede demon hid under this crack and secretly learned the "Ge Xian method". Later, he stole the painting from the courtyard.

There is some moss growing on the stone, which is full of traces of time.

Chen Luo touched it with his hand and shook off a little sand and dust. This was just an ordinary stone, nothing special about it, and the material was completely different from the stone tablet.

"There's a body here."

Zi Tianji's voice came from behind. Chen Luo turned his eyes and found Zi Tianji standing next to a bamboo cage. The cage was not big, about one person tall. There was a round hole on the left side near the big rock. It was full of weeds. A red rope was tied to a bamboo near the corner of the wall, and a green-haired monster was tied to the end of the rope.

This monster was exactly the green-haired monster that Chen Luo had subdued before, but what Chen Luo subdued was the green-haired monster's soul, and what was lying here was its physical body.

Chen Luo walked over and prepared to drag the green-haired monster out of the cage.

As soon as his palm touched the corpse, a piece of information was transmitted along his palm, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

'This is the law of karma.'

Chen Luo subconsciously turned his head and looked towards the inner room which he had not yet entered.

The source of the breath came from there.

"Have you looked over there?"

"Not yet. There is a ban on the door over there. I am worried."

boom!!

Before Zi Tianji finished speaking, he saw Chen Luo walk over and punch the wooden door. The restriction flickered, but was soon knocked away by the force of the fist and hit the puppet clone. Chen Luo copied his brain and also combined Xiang Chong's brain. The two combined together were both sneaky and fierce.

He acts aggressively at one moment and steadily at another, making it hard to predict.

"I'll go in and take a look."

When the dust cleared, Chen Luo simply glanced around, ignoring the dazed Zi Tianji, and walked in, leaving Zi Tianji alone outside with his eyes wide open.

The house is very clean.

A desk and four paintings. Unlike the scene in the yard outside, the furniture in the house was brand new, and even the rice paper on the table was spotless, without a trace of dust.

Sitting on the wooden chair behind the table was a pale skeleton.

The skeleton was wearing a black robe and holding a brush in his hand, with the ink on the tip of the brush completely solidified.

"It's actually a fake body."

Chen Luo removed his hand from the skeleton's head, his eyes full of disgust.

No brains received!

"Where on earth is the Silent Taoist hiding?"

After searching the house carefully, Chen Luo stopped in front of the fourth painting.

This painting is different from the previous three paintings. The canvas is smaller than the previous three paintings, and the content is not landscape, but a portrait. The portrait shows a Taoist standing sideways on the edge of a cliff, with one hand behind his back and his eyes looking at the mountains in the distance, with an expression of detachment from the world.

"It's not the original painting."

Chen Luo carefully observed the edge of the scroll and found that the size of the print on the wall was different from the size of the canvas on the wall. Unlike the first three paintings, the fourth painting was hung later.

Looking at this special painting, Chen Luo took out the centipede monster's "listening painting" and tried to compare it.

This time they matched.

The size of the canvas matches the marks on the wall exactly, which means that the painting in Chen Luo's hand is the fourth painting originally hung here.

"Come out and talk?"

After putting the scroll away, Chen Luo reached out and knocked twice, then spoke to the person in the painting.

No response.

It was as if what was hanging on the wall was really just an ordinary painting. Chen Luo waited for a moment, and when he saw that the person in the painting did not react, he turned around and snatched the brush from the skeleton next to him, dipped his hand in the inkstone, and pointed the tip of the brush in front of the painting.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three Breaths

The tip of the pen gradually approached the Taoist in the painting, and when the tip of the pen was about to touch, the person in the painting finally responded.

The old man in the painting turned around and looked at Chen Luo outside. He didn't expect that this kid was so unethical and actually used this method to threaten him. He had no bottom line at all.

"I'm just a painting, I don't know anything."

"You are the one who said that just now, right?"

Chen Luo stretched out his right hand, his palm became empty, and his whole arm spread into the picture. He grabbed the Taoist standing on the cliff and dragged him out of the scroll with a slight force. As the Taoist left, the mountains and waters on the fourth scroll faded quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The canvas instantly burned and turned into black ash in the blink of an eye.

The Taoist looked helpless.

“It’s the voice left by the owner of the painting.”

"Ge Xian?"

Chen Luo looked at the old man who walked out of the painting, his face full of suspicion. This guy looked exactly like the Ge Xian he remembered. Except for his slightly inferior aura, he was the same as Ge Xian in every other way.

"I don't know. I am a painting."

After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he wanted to escape, but was held down by Chen Luo again.

"I think you're missing a companion."

He turned and grabbed the blank drawing paper on the table next to him and pinned it back to the wall.

It was all painting anyway, so Chen Luo thought he knew a little about the art of painting. There were many masters of painting in the brains inside the external brain. Although this puppet clone was a replica, he knew everything the original could do, so painting the pig monster was just a matter of lifting the pen a few times.

"I've seen the man you're looking for."

The Taoist in the painting sat back down and spoke in a much better manner.

Chen Luo put down the brush and motioned for him to continue.

"Inside the painting."

"painting?"

“It’s not really the painting, it’s the medium.”

As if afraid that Chen Luo didn't understand, the Taoist in the painting added another sentence.

"This is a power higher than Return to the Void. Don't use normal thinking to understand it."

"Above Return to the Void? Do you mean the Integration with the Dao?"

Chen Luo looked skeptical.

He is no longer the ignorant rookie in cultivation. In today's world of cultivation, there are few who can deceive him. With more than a thousand external brains, his knowledge and experience far exceed those of his peers. As long as these brains have seen people or things, he only needs to "see" them and he can recall them immediately.

Returning to the Void Realm is the limit.

This is no secret in the world of immortal cultivation. Even such talented people as the Seven Ancestors of Qionghua could not break through this limit.

"Exactly."

The Taoist in the painting nodded seriously.

"Master, are you okay?"

Zi Tianji's voice came from outside. Chen Luo had been in for a while. The old man had been waiting outside for a long time, and he felt uneasy again. It was not his fault that he was timid. It was mainly because this place was too weird. He just tried to poke the green-haired monster with his hand, but the already stiff corpse actually trembled. (End of this chapter)