The old man who was chasing after him probably didn't expect Chen Luo to attack suddenly. He didn't even have a chance to react. His face was stuck on Chen Luo's fist. He screamed and flew backwards. Two big yellow teeth popped out of his mouth. He flew along the bluestone floor for more than ten meters before stopping.

Chen Luo held back some of his strength. After all, they were in a deserted city, and he couldn't just smash the person into a bloody mist as soon as they met.

"How dare you hit someone?!"

The old man covered his face and said in disbelief. He had been doing business in the deserted city for several years, and this was the first time he met such a person.

“Instinctive reaction.”

Chen Luo looked at the old man and suddenly asked a question.

"Is your last name Shen?"

He was wearing a shabby Taoist robe and had the cultivation level of Jindan realm. This image was out of place in the inner city, and no one knew how he got in. Moreover, there was an aura on the old Taoist that he could not see through. Even the brain that was best at "recognizing people" in the external brain could not see through this hidden layer.

"The Taoist's surname is Jiang!!"

Taoist Jiang snorted, and his eyes changed slightly when he looked at Chen Luo. He suspected that the man in front of him had been in seclusion for too long, and his brain was damaged. He had seen many people like this before, and their behavior was different from that of ordinary people, so it was not easy to get along with them.

"I recognized the wrong person. That Shen owes me a lot of spiritual stones."

A kind smile appeared on Chen Luo's face.

"By the way, what did you say when you called me just now?"

Chen Luo looked up at the top of the old Taoist's head. Above the old Taoist's head, he saw a ball of yellow-black aura. This aura was called "luck" in the Heart Demon Art.

"I originally wanted to tell you your fortune."

The old Taoist stroked his cheek a few times, and the fist mark left by Chen Luo faded visibly. Even the two yellow teeth that had been broken off grew back into his mouth. Chen Luo's eyes fluctuated when he saw this scene.

He had been staring at the old Taoist priest, and did not sense any fluctuations in spiritual energy during the entire process.

The calamity energy did not react either.

It is neither supernatural power nor calamity power.

"Fortune telling?"

"Forget it. The bloody disaster has befallen me." After recovering from his injuries, Taoist Jiang got up from the ground.

He patted his butt, picked up the bamboo sign pole next to him, and walked towards the outer city without looking back, muttering to himself.

"It's a bad start, it's a bad start."

Chen Luo stood there, and didn't look away until Jiang Laodao's back completely disappeared.

There is something wrong with this old Taoist.

His cultivation must be more than just Dan formation, but these things have nothing to do with him. Just as Chen Luo was about to turn around and enter the Yongye Valley shop, the sleeping Life Borrowing Gu in his body suddenly came out and appeared on his shoulder, staring at the direction where the old Taoist left with its two small eyes.

This sudden change caused Chen Luo to pause instantly.

Taoist Jiang ran very fast. He didn't straighten his back until he left the inner city. His expression became frivolous.

"One punch can make one live a hundred years, and he is still a powerful one."

The aura of Taoist Jiang changed visibly. Under the influence of this force, his originally gray hair actually had a few more black strands, and he looked a lot younger.

“So much feedback?”

Another voice sounded.

The one who spoke was the one holding the 'Iron Mouth' sign in the hands of Taoist Jiang.

"The divination this morning was correct!"

Taoist Jiang looked very proud.

"That guy is very powerful and has a long life span. He can live for at least another 10,000 years."

"Ten thousand years? At least he has to be a Hedao cultivator, or maybe a tribulation-crossing master."

When the sign heard about Master Jiang's harvest, there was a hint of shock.

“So I’m lucky today. If I can find two more masters like this, I’ll have enough lifespan to start.” Jiang Laodao’s smile became brighter.

"Open what?"

Suddenly, a hand pressed on his shoulder, and the pressure like a mountain froze the smile on Jiang Laodao's face. The sign that was talking to him before instantly played dead, motionless, as if it was really just a flagpole.

Chen Luo still had the same smile on his face as before.

When he saw this smiling face again, Jiang Laodao felt a chill run down his spine, and the place that had been touched closely by Chen Luo's fist began to ache again.

"What? Open, you heard me wrong, I was just talking nonsense."

Taoist Jiang stuttered as he organized his words, his eyes darting around, trying to find a chance to escape. But just as he had that thought, the scene in his eyes changed.

A black and white 'road' spread out, and the surrounding streets disappeared visibly, replaced by a completely unfamiliar wasteland.

'The Dao is revealed, it's over!'

Taoist Jiang's legs went limp and he fell to his knees with a plop.

"Please spare my life, senior. This has nothing to do with me. It was it that ordered me to do it." At the critical moment of life and death, Taoist Jiang immediately sold the signboard in his hand.

“Put it down.”

The frustrated signboard suddenly sat up, and the bamboo pole sat up at 90 degrees like mud.

"It's really alive. The art of transformation? Or it's a monster."

Chen Luo pressed the sign down and looked at Taoist Jiang again.

Under his gaze, the two funny guys instantly quieted down. Both of them knew that they might have hit a wall this time, but there was one thing they couldn't figure out: how did the man in front of them sense it? They had attacked the monks who were undergoing tribulation before, but the other party didn't feel the loss of lifespan until he left.

The person in front of me doesn't look like an old monster who is about to die. Why is he so sharp?

Chen Luo's curiosity was also aroused.

He came to find the Lord of Eternal Night Valley to buy the resources needed to cross the Tribulation Realm and to inquire about the news related to the Great Tomb. But he never expected that a 100-year life span would be stolen by an old Taoist at the door of the Eternal Night Valley shop.

If it weren't for the reminder from the Life-Borrowing Gu, he wouldn't have noticed it.

"Life span is determined by heaven. How did you 'borrow' my life span?"

Chen Luo ignored the quarrel between the two guys and asked directly.

"I"

The signboard and Taoist Jiang fell silent at the same time.

This matter involved the core secrets of the two of them. If it was leaked, neither of them would have a peaceful life in the future. However, the man in front of him was not an easy person to deal with. Simple tricks would definitely not fool him.

As soon as the thought came to mind, Zhaopai and Taoist Jiang spoke at the same time, in unison.

"We use magic weapons."

"Yes, it is a magic weapon! This magic weapon is extremely powerful."

Looking at the cunning and deceitful aura constantly emanating from the other party's forehead, Chen Luo instantly lost his patience and raised his hand to slap him.

Bang!

The right hand, which was mixed with spiritual power, slapped on the top of Jiang Laodao's head. Instantly, his brain burst, and the part above the neck was beaten into a pulp by Chen Luo on the spot, and the splattered black blood flew everywhere.

Such a brutal scene made the sign stand still for a moment.

The flag with the words "Iron Mouth Straight Cut" was splattered with black blood, and pieces of flesh and blood were dripping down the flag.

"I'm in a hurry."

Chen Luo looked at the headless body lying on the side and expressed his position to the two men in a simple and clear manner. This time, the flagpole fell completely silent and no one dared to speak again.

“It’s a magical power.”

Sensing the murderous intent from Chen Luo, the headless corpse on the ground sat up helplessly.

The head that was smashed by Chen Luo before, as if it sensed some mysterious power, flowed back. But in the blink of an eye, the broken head was restored to its original state. Just like the big yellow tooth that was knocked out by Chen Luo before, the old Taoist looked unharmed after the recovery.

"No one else can learn this magical power."

Taoist Jiang seemed to be a different person, his entire aura had changed. Originally he was only at the Jindan stage, but in the blink of an eye he was promoted to the Hedao stage, and another aura completely different from the 'Heart Demon Dao' emerged from Taoist Jiang.

Chen Luo stood there without saying anything.

With just a slight movement of his breath, the "Tao" released by Taoist Jiang was suppressed.

Taoist Jiang smiled bitterly upon seeing this, and could only hold his breath back.

Jiang Laodao's strength was not weak. When Chen Luo first came into contact with him, several brains in his external brain noticed the problem. Jindan cultivators could not enter the inner city of the deserted city. This was the power of the formation. Before, Chen Luo observed outside the deserted city and studied this formation.

Although he was unable to fully comprehend the formation, he was able to summarize the general escape route.

Only when he had the confidence to protect himself did he dare to enter the deserted city.

After practicing Taoism for many years, I have become cautious.

"This 'Heaven-Cutting Technique' is a martial art created by the ancestor of my lineage. It doesn't have any mantras, but it's an inheritance engraved in the blood." Taoist Jiang said as he waved at the flagpole next to him.

The flagpole that had been pretending to be dead for a long time immediately returned to his hands.

"This is the 100 years of life that I just 'intercepted' from you, senior. Next to it is the 200 years of life that I am giving you to make amends for your sins."

Taoist Jiang shook the fortune-telling sign in his hand, and three colorful balls immediately fell out of it.

The plump life-borrowing Gu opened its mouth, and a suction force came out, instantly swallowing the three life-saving balls. After eating, it smacked its lips, and it seemed that it was not full.

"So it's the Life-Borrowing Gu, no wonder."

Taoist Jiang instantly understood where the problem was. He couldn't help but feel more and more aggrieved, thinking that he hadn't calculated the divination well this morning, and even encountered a top-level strange insect like the Life-Borrowing Gu.

"I'll intercept it again and see."

Chen Luo was very interested in this "Heaven-Cutting Technique". He had just broken through the Tribulation Realm not long ago and was in need of top-level magical skills. He would not let go of this magical power that was delivered to his doorstep no matter what.

As for the problem of being unable to learn, Chen Luo is not worried about it.

Since it is a lineage, there must be an ancestor, right? If that doesn't work, this old Taoist Jiang who attacked me can make do.

Chen Luo's gaze involuntarily fell on the top of Jiang Laodao's head.

This head looks quite round.

Everyone is "borrowing the Tao to practice", Taoist Jiang borrows his life, Chen Luo borrows his brain.

It was fate at first sight! (End of this chapter)