Huang Qiu looked very proud.

This person was none other than Taoist Huang He’s master, the ancestor of the inheritance that Chen Luo had found from the low-level formation master.

Although Huang Qiu's fighting power is not as good as those of Nine-headed Lion and Ke Zhenbei, in terms of formation, none of those outside can match him. As the master of Taoist Huang He and the ancestor of the Minion Formation Master, Huang Qiu never thought that he would survive one day.

Although it is an alternative way of survival, it is also a good experience for him. He can also study the new formation outside the emperor's tomb, which is simply a fairyland for him!

"Formation Master?"

The heart of the Wanxiang Patriarch sank to the bottom of the valley. He did not expect that the enemy even had a high-level formation master.

The teleportation array set up in the cave is not something that a low-level array master can break, and array masters who can find the core of the array so quickly are even rarer. The wretched-looking old man in front of him doesn't look like one of those high-level array masters that can't be hired even if you spend a lot of money.

Chen Luo walked around the door.

Finally we came to the secret room.

Looking at the dazzling array of spiritual materials in the secret room, he couldn't help but feel very satisfied.

"Lingxuzi?!!"

Seeing Chen Luo walking into the cave, Venerable Wanxiang was completely dumbfounded.

He thought of many enemies, including the master who stabbed him in the back when he was rising, the fellow Taoist he had deceived, and the senior brothers he had betrayed. He thought of everyone he could think of, but he didn't care about Lingxuzi.

In the cognition of the Ancestor of All Things.

The grudge between him and Lingxuzi had been settled long ago. No matter what the origin of the person who had taken over Lingxuzi's body was, it had nothing to do with him. He had sent a communication talisman to explain the matter before, believing that the other party would understand what he meant. But he never thought that it was because of that communication talisman that the other party locked his position and brought disaster to Wanxiang Xianmen.

"I know you are not the real Lingxuzi, and there is nothing between you and me."

"I am Lingxuzi."

Chen Luo interrupted the other party's nonsense. The collection of Wanxiang Zun was more than he expected. He actually had two eighth-level spiritual materials of the Tribulation Realm, a spiritual grass and a ball of spiritual fire. There were more than a dozen seventh-level spiritual materials, as well as the Situ family puppetry that he had been thinking about before, and several secret techniques of cultivating immortals that he had never seen before.

This made Chen Luo in a good mood. When he thought about the life-silkworm Gu that would be coming into his account later, his mood became even better.

This is not the old devil of all things.

It's obviously his benefactor!

"It's not safe to leave so many things outside. I'll keep them for you first." Chen Luo walked to the spiritual herb and dug it out along with the soil on the ground.

"This is dust grass, it cannot leave the ground"

"I understand. I understand."

Chen Luo took out the cave gourd, and in a flash of light, he put the dust-reducing grass in it. Then he walked to the side of the spiritual fire and put the ball of "rootless spiritual fire" that could not be put into the storage bag into the cave gourd.

The Wanxiang Patriarch originally wanted to see the rootless spiritual fire burning through the storage bag, but after waiting for a long time, there was no response. He then realized that the storage gourd in this person's hand was not an ordinary thing.

As the wine gourd of the Immortal Emperor, the Cave Heaven Gourd is of a very high level. Although the storage conditions of these spiritual materials of the Tribulation Realm are harsh, it is not a problem here in the Cave Heaven Gourd. It has its own cave heaven inside, not to mention the spiritual materials of the Tribulation Realm, even higher-level immortal materials can be stored in it.

After collecting the spiritual objects, Chen Luo took away all the remaining spiritual materials and secret techniques.

Afterwards, he even scraped the surface of the cave to ensure that nothing would be missed. The Wanxiang Patriarch standing in the middle did not move from beginning to end, and watched Chen Luo plunder all his treasures collected over the years.

It’s not that he didn’t want to move, but the aura of the three people at the door was always locking on him.

The man with the sword on his back was holding Huang Kun's body in his hand, and the same went for the remaining two men. Although it was hard to tell their strength, these three men gave him the same feeling as the nine-headed monster before.

None of it is normal.

"I'll keep it for you temporarily, and you can come to me to collect it later."

After confirming that nothing was missed, Chen Luo then turned his attention to the Ancestor of All Things.

"I don't think I have ever offended fellow Taoists."

The Wanxiang Patriarch had a gloomy face. He forcibly mobilized the restless life silkworm Gu in his body and quietly accumulated strength. The life silkworm Gu had an ability to "exchange" its own life with the life of the child worm, which was like a substitute for death to some extent. Since obtaining this Gu worm, the Wanxiang Patriarch has not faced any real danger.

Because he left three worms outside, they could "change their lives" and get out when necessary.

"My third disciple Wu Cheng died, and I am deeply saddened."

Chen Luo patted the Ancestor of All Things and left the Soul-Sucking Gu on his shoulder.

The power of the Life Silkworm Gu is very special. In order to ensure that there is no risk of error, Chen Luo decided to strike first. The spiritual power of the Wanxiang Ancestor, who was operating his power, stagnated and froze in place.

He turned his head subconsciously, and his eyes met the soul-parasitic insect lying on his shoulder.

“Soul-parasitic Gu?! You are also a bug cultivator!!”

Only insect cultivators who master strange insects will understand how difficult these things on the strange insect list are. The Soul-Parsing Gu is a top-level strange insect that is eleven places higher than the Life Silkworm Gu, second only to the top ten strange insects. The Wanxiang old demon never thought that the person who plotted against him this time was also a strange insect cultivator.

"What kind of insect cultivator is this? That's impossible."

Chen Luo waved his hand to deny it.

How come he, a cultivator of the orthodox immortal way, is always misunderstood as some other messy side sect cultivator? Some people even mistook him for a soul cultivator, a curse cultivator, or a heavenly secret cultivator, which shows that they don't know him well enough.

As a genius, he just knows more ways to save his life than ordinary people.

"As the headmaster of Lingxu Dongtian, I have to get back the face I lost."

"You want to destroy my Wanxiang Immortal Sect just because of this little thing?!"

"What do you mean by annihilation? I am inheriting."

Chen Luo looked at the Immortal Master Wanxiang, who had a look of reluctance on his face, and took a step back.

The Wanxiang Immortal Venerable now looked like a gambler who had lost a bet, and he looked like he was ready to fight him to the death at any time. Although Chen Luo was not afraid, he did not want to dirty his clothes.

"I'll send fellow Daoist Wanxiang off."

Chen Luo walked out of the cave and said something to Ke Zhenbei who was standing at the door.

The three people at the entrance of the cave blocked the door with expressionless faces and walked in one by one. The eyes of the Wanxiang Patriarch were bloodshot. He had a desperate method. He originally wanted to drag Chen Luo to die together, but he never expected that this person would be so cautious. He didn't even give him a chance to fight. Looking at the three crazy people who came in, he no longer cared to hide, and a layer of blood-colored mist burned in his body.

"You guys want to kill me too? I've been a master all my life."

boom!!

The sound stopped abruptly.

Soon another voice came from inside, filled with anger and disbelief.

"You guys actually poisoned me!"

"Curse? When did I get cursed? If you have the guts, fight me fair and square."

Frustrated voices continued to be heard, and after a while, the aura of the Wanxiang Patriarch completely disappeared.

Chen Luo walked into the cave again and found that the scene inside had changed. The Wanxiang Patriarch, who was originally standing in the middle of the secret room, had now turned into a pool of mud. Except for his head, which was still intact, the rest of his body had turned into burnt meat.

The teleportation array hidden underground was split open, and a purple lightning talisman that had not been fully activated was continuously emitting arcs of electricity.

The Pure Yang Thunder Talisman of the Tribulation Realm.

This is the ultimate killer of the Wanxiang Patriarch. Even if his body is controlled by the Soul-Sending Gu, he can still control the activation of this talisman. How could a nest that has been operating for thousands of years not have any arrangements at all? It's a pity that Chen Luo didn't give him a chance. The three lunatics under his command were completely desperate. They just used desperate moves and didn't defend at all.

Coupled with the soul-parasitic insect and a series of messy influences, he was ultimately unable to escape and died alone in the secret room.

Gray gas rushed into the body.

Sensing the newly acquired brain, Chen Luo's aura changed rapidly. When it stabilized again, his image had changed from the previous Lingxuzi to the new Wanxiang Patriarch.

Now that I have temporarily escaped the Soul-Hunting Mirror's lock, it is natural to change my identity as soon as possible.

This time, Chen Luo came to Wanxiang Xianmen alone, and all those who followed him were puppets, not a single outsider. Zhong Yan only knew that he went out to travel, but didn't know where he was traveling. In this way, with a change of identity, he could be considered a dragon returning to the sea, and no longer had to worry about being found by the people of the Ancient Sword Sect.

"The thunder talisman of the Tribulation Realm, what a good thing."

Chen Luo walked over, circulated the aura of the old demon Wanxiang, and quickly took the thunder talisman below into his hand.

One more trump card.

After dealing with these chores, Chen Luo turned his attention to the motionless six-winged poisonous insect next to him. This poisonous insect was the most valuable treasure in the hands of the Wanxiang old demon. He was able to grow from a casual cultivator to the present day thanks to this life-giving silkworm poisonous insect.

Compared with the sub-worms, the life silkworm Gu's body is very ferocious and its entire body is golden in color.

It has a body like a spring silkworm, legs covered with a row of densely packed barbed spines, an inverted triangle head, two eyeballs that bulge out like a mantis, and a grid-like pattern on its back.

When Chen Luo looked over, the life silkworm Gu raised its head and kept making protest sounds similar to those of a poisonous snake.

If the soul-parasitic insect had not still been lying on its head, it would have probably pounced on Chen Luo's face and started its revenge.

Most of the Gu worms were raised by insect cultivators, and it was almost impossible to domesticate the adult insects. Even if they were insect cultivators of the same species, after killing the insect cultivator who possessed the strange insect, they could only kill the adult insects and collect the eggs of the larvae to breed again.

But Chen Luo doesn't need to go through so much trouble. He just needs to borrow the original owner's brain, and then all problems can be solved.

"Quiet."

Chen Luo stretched out his right hand, and a wave of spiritual power exactly the same as that of the Ancestor Wanxiang came out.

The familiar aura of the soul made the Life Silkworm Gu stunned in place. Its eyes moved, and it subconsciously looked at the burnt meat not far away, and then looked at Chen Luo standing in front of it. The two familiar auras made its limited brain capacity confused. (End of this chapter)