"What traitor?"

Chen Luo stretched out his hand and pressed on the puppet's shoulder. He remembered that when he "enlightened" the puppet, he only used the brain of the enemy and did not add any additional memories. Why did it start talking to itself as soon as it woke up? Was there something wrong with it?

"I would recognize that guy even if he turned into ashes!"

Qiu Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, and the aura unique to a cultivator who was undergoing tribulation swept across like a vast ocean, affecting the celestial phenomena in the entire valley. Even the thunderclouds that had been hovering above the Thunder and Fire Canyon for thousands of years began to distort.

The blood spots gathered in his hand and transformed into a bloody long sword.

A strong murderous aura rose into the sky.

Several weapon refiners nearby were so frightened that their faces turned pale. The disciples around them fainted on the spot and lay on the ground foaming at the mouth. The three weapon refiners who did not fall down trembled as they looked at the enemy standing in the center. The bearded weapon refiner was the most shocked.

He felt that the way of refining weapons that he had practiced for a lifetime looked like a joke at this moment. Compared with the weapon refiner next to him, the magic weapon he refined looked like a piece of street vendor merchandise.

"You mean there's someone over there?"

Chen Luo also looked over there, his consciousness spreading over there. Apart from sensing thunderclouds and ice and snow, there was nothing. There was not even a shadow of the "Blood Demon Sect traitor" mentioned by Qiu Yuan.

"You can't see."

Feeling the lock of the robbery cloud, Qiu Yuan finally came to his senses. He frowned slightly, retracted the murderous aura he had released earlier, and the blood knife also returned to formlessness.

"That traitor stole the 'opportunity to become an immortal'. People who haven't survived the great calamity can't sense him at all. Immortals and mortals are forever separated, and it's not just talk."

"The opportunity to become an immortal?"

Chen Luo's mind moved. According to the brain of the Master Qianxing he had obtained before, it could be seen that there were still six hundred years before the next opportunity to become an immortal. He "enlightened" the hatred. In addition to dealing with the pursuit of the Nine Tomb Guarding Clans, he also wanted to grab this thing when the next "opportunity to become an immortal" came.

"Something's wrong. There's no way to avoid it."

The calamity clouds did not disappear just because Qiu Yuan restrained his aura, but instead gathered more and more. This made Qiu Yuan feel unfamiliar again. The current world of cultivation was too different from the era he lived in.

Looking up at the breath in the sky again, he forced himself to suppress the murderous intent in his heart.

"Be careful. I'll be quiet for a while. I feel bad about the current world of immortal cultivation."

As he spoke, the aura on Qiu Yuan completely dissipated, and even the outline of his face disappeared. In the blink of an eye, the revived Qiu Yuan fell silent again, and his body turned into a cold puppet again. If it weren't for the star iron light rotating on the surface of the puppet, everyone would have thought that the previous experience was an illusion.

"Former Senior."

After waiting for a long time and confirming that the aura on the puppet had completely dissipated, the three weapon refiners came to their senses.

The bearded weapon refiner greeted cautiously.

The three of them were the top weapon refiners nearby. Although their cultivation was only at the Return to Void Realm, their status as weapon refiners made them superior. Even when they met Hedao cultivators, they were treated as equals. The Hedao cultivator, Sect Master Yanyue, treated them with courtesy when he saw them, and even opened the Thunder Fire Canyon for the three of them to use for free.

The scene of Chen Luo refining a puppet can be said to have overturned the three of them's understanding of refining. Puppet refining is considered a side door in the way of refining, and only those cultivators who specialize in puppets will ponder this skill. But now Chen Luo has refined a puppet of the Tribulation Realm in front of them.

This is equivalent to refining a magic weapon for transcending tribulation!

This is a magical weapon that can only be refined by an eighth-level weapon refining master.

To ordinary weapon refiners, this kind of person is no different from an immortal. Now this weapon refiner stood in front of them and refined a puppet in front of the three of them.

If I could get guidance from such a great man, my weapon refining skills would definitely be able to reach a higher level.

"Don't be so polite. I haven't had the chance to thank you for borrowing the lightning and fire you three brought." After sensing the state of the puppet and confirming that there was no problem, Chen Luo felt relieved.

We can't stay in this place for the time being, we must leave as soon as possible.

When the puppet was refined, it made too much noise, which easily attracted the attention of those who were interested. Whether it was the hatred or himself, he was in a lot of trouble. Before he had absolute strength, Chen Luo did not intend to stand in the open.

With the support of his brother Enemy, he now has some confidence.

I can try to plan for the "Opportunity to Become an Immortal" six hundred years later. But before that, I still have to ask my enemy clearly to find out what the "Blood Demon Sect traitor" stole.

He now has two brains above the immortal level.

Not to mention Brother Changqing, the second brother Zhao Qi is also a powerful person who has crossed the threshold between immortals and mortals. If there is a chance, we can enlighten Zhao Qi as well, and the situation will become much easier.

"You're welcome, senior."

The bearded weapon refiner quickly opened his mouth to return the gift.

"Junior Tian Jing, these two are my good friends Fu Kong and Lu Ming. The three of us are guests of the Frost Clan."

The three weapon refiners saluted Chen Luo at the same time. Only by facing the murderous aura released from the enemy would they understand how terrifying the puppet that Chen Luo had put into the storage bag was.

Chen Luo, who can refine this kind of puppet, is even more mysterious.

"Frost tribe?"

Chen Luo put away the puppet. He was originally planning to leave, but he changed his mind instantly after hearing the identities of the three people.

Are the brains of other races different?

"It's a medium-sized tribe like our human race. There are three ancestors who have transcended tribulation in the tribe and they are very powerful." Seeing that Chen Luo was interested, the three of them immediately told him what they knew about the Frost Tribe.

"If you are interested, you may come with us to take a look. The Frost Clan is very friendly to weapon refiners. An eighth-level weapon refiner like you is a distinguished guest that their ancestors must treat with caution."

At the invitation of the three people, Chen Luo temporarily changed his target and they went to the Frost Tribe together.

Not long after the group left, a cloud of blood flew over the Thunder Fire Canyon. The cloud-like blood hovered in the sky for a long time, and finally left quietly. Only the female cultivators of the Moon-Shattering Sect were left, still desperately searching for the escaped Blood Demon cultivator.

Lingxu Cave Heaven.

Zhong Yan was still worried about the blood demon monks. Recently, more and more people died, and some foundation-building monks had already begun to die. Not only in Lingxu Cave Heaven, but also in the entire area, more than a dozen nearby sects had all encountered similar situations.

In order to deal with the threat of the blood demon, these sects spontaneously united together and wanted to work together to eliminate the demon.

The original intention was good, but when it came to the alliance, no sect was willing to offer actual benefits, and there was no master who stepped forward. Zhong Yan had gone there twice and completely lost interest in this alliance. She used the teleportation talisman to send a message to her master two days ago, hoping that her master could solve this problem when he came back. If not, she might not be able to stay in Lingxu Cave Heaven. She and the family behind her had to consider a way out in advance.

"Why don't you go back? I'm still refining the elixir on the stove."

In the inn at the foot of Lingxu Dongtian Mountain, a richly dressed nobleman sat by the window, his chin supported by one hand, his eyes dull as he stared at the figures flying up and down the mountain, his thoughts drifting away.

This person was none other than Wang Lin, who was sent by Yuyan to take over Ke Zhenbei's mess.

Unlike Ke Zhenbei, Wang Lin was a very lazy person. He had not been very active since he received this mission, and now he had been squatting in Lingxu Cave Heaven. He had his subordinates collect all the information, and he stayed in the town all day, having a life of debauchery, without any aura of a sword cultivator from the Ancient Sword Sect.

Bang!

A hand slapped on the table, interrupting Wang Lin's thoughts. Turning back, he met a pair of angry eyes.

This person was Wang Lin’s junior sister Wang Qingqing, who was sent by Yuyan to assist Wang Lin.

"Brother, are you trying to slack off again?!"

If Wang Qingqing could defeat him, she would really want to take action.

Wang Lin and she grew up together. In addition to being senior and junior brothers and sisters, they are also cousins. Wang Qingqing was born with two spiritual roots. She was precocious since she was a child. She had already entered the Dao and practiced Qi at the age of seven. She could be said to be a genius among geniuses. But she had an older brother, Wang Lin, whose talent was even more amazing than hers. Not only was he born with spiritual roots, but he was also the reincarnation of a great man. This meant that no matter how hard Wang Qingqing tried, she could not catch up with him. Over the years, Wang Qingqing never gave up the idea of ​​catching up with her elder brother. But every time Wang Lin saw her, he yawned all the time. He practiced for three days and slacked off for two days. Even the tasks assigned by the clan were avoided if possible. He would only come out to slack off if he couldn't avoid them.

"No, I've been waiting here the whole time."

Wang Lin stretched out his hand and yawned, with two tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes.

The clan said that there was an evil spirit that escaped from the tomb and transformed into Lingxuzi, the head of Lingxu Cave Heaven, and killed Ke Zhenbei. But when he came here, he found that the Soul Chasing Mirror was useless, and Lingxuzi had gone to travel somewhere. The only disciple left in the sect was Zhong Yan, who knew nothing.

Wang Lin, who was too lazy to go out and waste time, just rested here.

"Then why don't you go out and look for him? When Senior Sister Yuyan comes, how are you going to explain to him?" Seeing Wang Lin's annoying expression, Wang Qingqing became even more angry.

"If you travel, you will come back eventually."

"I'm just waiting for the rabbit to come to me"

Wang Lin yawned, stood up and prepared to go back to his room to sleep.

“Come back here!!”

Wang Qingqing was so angry that she grabbed her brother's collar and was about to use force, but her hand suddenly felt light. When she looked again, she found that Wang Lin in front of her had disappeared, and what she was holding in her hand was just a weird-looking rag doll.

Frost tribe.

Tian Jing hosted a banquet for Chen Luo at the most expensive Xuanbing Tower of the Frost Clan, and Fu Kong and Lu Ming were also there to toast.

"Xuanbing Tower is the most expensive place in the Frost Clan. Old Ghost Tian spent a lot of money to entertain the senior this time. We two can be regarded as benefiting from the senior." Lu Ming said to Chen Luo with a smile while holding a wine glass. (End of this chapter)