Chapter 199 Looks Familiar
As Bei Yutao's eyes turned red with anger, the man in green robe reached his right hand into the coffin and pressed it on the corpse's head.
'I have come into contact with the brain waves of a dead person. The damage is 99%. Do you want to read it?'
Read!
Light grey energy flowed into the body along his arms.
The man in green robe was Chen Luo. In the past few days, he had visited all the places that the fox girl Su Linlin had given him. Most of the fallen foundation-building bodies were completely destroyed. He had visited hundreds of places and found more than thirty brains.
The ancestor of the Beiyu family was his last target. He was a second-rank weapon refiner during his lifetime and was very famous in the land of evil cultivators.
After his death, two friends took care of him and preserved his body thanks to their old friendship. However, Bei Yuji's two old friends also passed away not long ago, and their brains have been taken by Chen Luo.
It was simply that the Beiyu family was poor enough that all of their past inheritance had been snatched away. Otherwise, Bei Yutao's few clansmen would have been exterminated long ago.
After touching the bones, Chen Luo put the body into the coffin and helped to fill the grave again. Bei Yutao, who was standing next to him, was confused by this scene. He thought it was a tomb robber, but now it seems that it was not. If they were not tomb robbers, why did they dig up the grave and open the coffin?
Just to touch the corpse's head?
Impossible!
"Brother Beiyu and I hit it off right from the moment we met. When I heard that he had passed away, I was a little skeptical." Chen Luo said with a melancholy look on his face.
I see!
Bei Yutao understood instantly that this senior must be a close friend of their Beiyu ancestor. He came to check on them after hearing that his friend had passed away. He opened the coffin and performed an autopsy to make sure that the ancestor was not murdered by a villain.
"The ancestor died peacefully at an old age."
Bei Yutao found that the pressure on him disappeared, so he stood up and said something.
Looking at the senior's expression, he felt that this senior must have a deep friendship with the ancestor, otherwise he would not have done such an extreme thing.
"I received guidance from Senior Beiyu when I was alive. I can't just sit there and watch you, his clansmen, fall into such a state." Chen Luo did not continue the topic. He raised his hand and waved his sleeves, and a token flew out of his sleeve.
The token was carved by him on the road.
It doesn't cost much, I've used several of them on the road and they have solved a lot of troubles.
"With this token, you can select three qualified tribesmen to go to Gumo Mountain to practice."
Gumo Mountain!!
Bei Yutao was shocked, and then he was ecstatic.
Gumo Mountain is a second-level spiritual vein. Even at the peak of their Beiyu family's prosperity, they were unable to seize a second-level spiritual vein. Unexpectedly, after so many years of death, the relationship between the ancestors during their lifetime suddenly exploded. Watching the foundation-building senior flying away on his sword, Bei Yutao tightly grasped the token in his hand, his heart was excited.
hope!
The Beiyu family finally has hope. His eyes fell on the grave of the ancestor next to him. The tombstone that had been dug up had been reburied by the senior. The only change was that the soil on the grave was fresher and turned over.
Good soil turning!
Maybe the ancestor had already wanted to come out for some fresh air.
Bei Yutao picked up the half-spilled Huadiao wine next to him and poured it in a circle in front of the grave, not forgetting to take a sip himself in the middle.
"Grandfather, your good friend is really good. He is still willing to acknowledge you as a friend after all these years. He must be a man who values friendship and loyalty."
Compared with the family's future, such trivial matters can be completely ignored.
When Chen Luo returned to Gumo Mountain again, his accumulation was different.
All the Qi Refining brains in the external brains were discarded, even the brain of the casual cultivator Wan Ming was eliminated. Now he has 72 foundation building brains, many of which are good at alchemy and weapon refining.
There was still no formation master, which made Chen Luo realize how rare formation masters were.
It was a huge profit to be able to pick up a hanged brain of a second-level formation master in Guoshan County.
Inside the secret room, Chen Luo rested for a while and began to adapt to the new external brains.
At the foot of the mountain, the Sun family.
"Dongyou, don't be discouraged if the mountain master didn't choose you this time. When the mountain master recruits disciples again in a few years, I will submit your name again." Old man Sun looked at his eldest grandson and sighed.
This time, the member of the Sun family that Chen Luo chose was Sun Yanyan, and Sun Dongyou was not chosen.
"I see."
Sun Dongyou's eyes flashed with reluctance. He was already thirty-seven years old. Normally, a genius with dual spiritual roots would have reached the sixth level of Qi Refining at his age, but his Sun family was different. They had encountered a crisis of extermination before. If his grandfather had not made a desperate move and chose to go up the mountain to seek refuge with the mountain master, their Sun family might have been exterminated. Now that they could practice again, they were already very lucky.
The disputes between small families have never stopped.
There are countless immortal cultivation families in the evil cultivation land. Every year, new families are born and old families perish. It is like a large-scale Gu breeding ground, where immortal cultivators and immortal cultivation families are fighting.
A family without strong people will be eliminated sooner or later. No matter how good the qualifications are, they are worthless before they are transformed into strength.
There has never been a shortage of geniuses in this land; what is lacking is an environment for geniuses to grow.
"Yan Yan, don't let me down, and don't forget our Sun family's enemies. How did your parents die!"
Old man Sun looked at his granddaughter and said something in a serious manner.
"I won't forget."
Sun Yanyan's eyes were determined, and she vowed in her heart that she must seize this opportunity. No matter what others said, for them, as long as they worshipped the mountain master as their master, they could stay on the mountain and enjoy the spiritual energy of the second-level spiritual vein. This alone was worth it.
"good."
Old Man Sun's expression softened.
"Go to bed early. I will take you and the four wandering cultivators up the mountain tomorrow morning."
Old Man Sun gave the two young men some more instructions and then let them go down to rest. After seeing them off, he walked into the yard alone and stared at the stars in the sky.
He hadn't enjoyed this kind of tranquility for a long time.
The Sun family survived the disaster. Taking the risk of contacting an unfamiliar foundation-building technique was a good move for him.
The next day.
After obtaining Chen Luo's permission, Old Man Sun took his five disciples up the mountain.
Chen Luo was adapting to his newly acquired external brains in the room. There were seventy-two foundation-building brains, plus a core-forming brain and a mummy brain, a total of seventy-four.
These seventy-four brains cover a wide range of areas. The immortal cultivators who can build a foundation all have more or less some unique skills of their own. Whether it is fighting or escaping, they all have their own unique insights. In this respect, they are far superior to the immortal cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm.
The length of their lives is different, so the accumulations they gain during their lifetime are naturally different.
Taking the alchemy materials stored nearby, Chen Luo took out a batch of materials for the Yang Yuan Pill and called upon the brains of two newly acquired foundation-building alchemists. Including Elder An, Chen Luo now has the brains of three second-level alchemists. Each of the three alchemists has his own unique skills.
For example, Elder An's best skill during his lifetime was the unique method of refining medicine created with the alchemy furnace. This method allowed Elder An to have a much higher chance of making a successful pill than other alchemists. The same was true for the remaining two people. One was best at controlling the temperature, and the other had an extraordinary sense of the aroma of medicine.
Chen Luo skillfully controlled the spiritual fire in his hand.
With the help of the brains of three second-level alchemists, the spiritual fire was in his hands, just like he had been refining it for hundreds of years. Every change in the temperature could be sensed in advance. The shaking frequency of the alchemy furnace above and the speed of the medicine condensation inside were also under control.
"start!"
Chen Luo waved his hand, the furnace lid opened, and a round pill flew out of it, with the cloud pattern on the pill clearly visible. The three second-level alchemists worked together for the first time to help Chen Luo refine a first-grade Yangyuan Pill.
After putting the pills into the medicine bottle, Chen Luo stood up and walked out.
Outside, Old Man Sun and his five disciples were already waiting.
The early morning sun was still very gentle, shining obliquely on the mountain, bringing a little warmth. Due to the season, the temperature on the top of the mountain was still a little low, and there was a faint frost on the grass tips outside the house. The dew was crystal clear in the sun, which was very beautiful.
"Greetings to the mountain master."
As soon as Chen Luo walked out, Old Man Sun and the five others immediately bowed to him.
"From now on, you will be responsible for everything on the mountain. I just want the results, and you can discuss the specific distribution among yourselves."
Chen Luo's gaze swept across and stayed on Ding Zhao for a moment.
He is indeed a former fellow disciple of the Shenhu Xianmen.
With his current strength, Ding Zhao's hidden tricks can be seen through at a glance. Compared with the way he looked in the mountains, Ding Zhao now looks much older, with no more arrogance between his eyebrows, but more of the numbness of a casual cultivator.
Just daily practice has already exhausted all the strength, building the foundation?
He really saw no hope.
This time, Ding Zhao decided to join a strange foundation-building sect. After leaving Shenhu Xianmen, he hadn't lived a peaceful life for a long time. In this ghost place, any random spiritual herb could lead to a fight.
When he was in Shenhu Xianmen before, he didn't even bother to take a second look at this thing.
Why does this voice sound familiar?
Hearing Chen Luo's voice, Ding Zhao subconsciously raised his head.
A young man in a green robe stood in front of the house, his black hair flying in the wind. Under the morning sun, his whole body was covered with a layer of warm color. Although his appearance was a little ordinary, his temperament was outstanding. With the aura of years of foundation building, he looked like a person in a painting.
When Ding Zhao raised his head, he found that the "mountain master" was also looking at him.
When he saw this face, he was subconsciously stunned for a moment.
Looks so familiar!
Shouldn't that person have only been practicing for a few years? But the head of the Sun family said that this mountain master is a strong man among the foundation-building cultivators, who has a monopoly on the second-level spiritual vein and is notorious.
This old demon must have lived for at least four hundred years. How could he be the person he knew?
Probably just looks similar.
"yes."
Ding Zhao quickly lowered his head and responded along with the other four people.
Old man Sun did not dare to stay any longer. After saying goodbye, he hurried down the mountain. The head of the Sun family, who was so high and mighty in front of them, the casual cultivators, was as humble as an ant in front of the mountain master. He did not even dare to breathe.
(End of this chapter)
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