The painting of the inner demon hangs on the wall.
Wuwei Zhenren and Bai Su sat in the hall, practicing slowly in a strange cycle. This was the Heart Demon Art that belonged to Wuwei Zhenren. With Bai Su as his "Daoist companion", Wuwei Zhenren's Heart Demon Art was destined to be different from Chen Luo's.
Huang Ying and three elders were also practicing in the temple.
After the turmoil in the Ghost Temple, except for the cultivators who left the sect, the rest of the people practiced here. This can also prevent being defeated one by one by the Ghost Temple, and when encountering danger, Wuwei Zhenren can rescue people in the first time.
It’s not just the Shenhu Xianmen.
The Corpse Cultivation Sect and the Nine Poison Valley practiced in this way, with the elders and the sect master practicing together and helping each other when encountering difficulties. If the three sects' skills were not different and there was an impact during practice, their three major sects would have merged together long ago.
On the main seat, the Taoist Wuwei, who was practicing, suddenly frowned.
He just felt a strange breath, right on the Yaowang Peak next to him.
"Go and see if Xiao Luo has come out of confinement."
"yes."
Huang Ying immediately stood up and walked towards the training room where Chen Luo was in seclusion. She didn't know what had happened, but in this situation, it was right to listen to the Sect Master. If it weren't for the Sect Master, they would have died long ago during the years when the ghost temple was rampant.
"Brother."
"I see."
The door of the training room opened and Chen Luo walked out.
He looked the same as before, not much changed. He was wearing a green gown and his hair was neatly tied up, like an immortal in a painting. Huang Ying was slightly stunned, but she quickly suppressed the emotion.
The two of them walked one after the other and soon arrived at the main hall.
"Something went wrong at Yaowang Peak."
As soon as Chen Luo entered the room, Master Wuwei began to speak.
"I know."
Unlike Wuwei Zhenren, Chen Luo's consciousness is very strong. Although the Ghost Temple's methods are concealed, they can only bully ordinary Jindan in the Seven Kingdoms. The so-called "Heaven Covering Cloth" is not perfect. Among the external brains controlled by Chen Luo, several have noticed the problem. The Heart Demon Ancestor and the Mummy Brain have given dozens of ways to crack it. It's just that Chen Luo was digesting the power of the heavenly tribulation before, and he didn't have the mind to care about them. Now that the power has been absorbed, it is natural to meet this old friend of the Ghost Temple.
The body of the Gu demon Han Jiu must be retrieved.
The Spring and Autumn Gu and the like don’t matter, the most important thing is that I can’t bear to see my brother’s body exposed in the wilderness.
"Xue Ning, the ghost cultivator from the evil cultivation land, have you ever met him before?" Seeing Chen Luo's answer, Zhenren Wuwei asked.
"We met once."
Chen Luo remembered this person.
When I was planning the Rakshasa Bone with Madam Bai Gu, I invited several fellow foundation builders. The most eye-catching one among them was the Gu Demon Han Jiu. This brother also made a big investment in Chen Luo's cultivation. The "Spring and Autumn Gu" that he broke out before his death was still fresh in people's memory, and Chen Luo still remembered it until now.
The second is Fang Lao Mo who can perform transformation. He came from an ancient sect, but was driven out because of his evil intentions. Later, he was killed by Chen Luo, and his brain is still on his body.
The most mysterious one is Xue Ning.
When this woman first appeared, she was already a strong person in the late stage of foundation building. Even the arrogant Fang Lao Mo was afraid of her. Later, the ghost temple in Luosha Land was also led by this woman. When they escaped, Xue Ning had already joined the ghost temple and released a big guy. The ghost of the old man carrying the coffin was also awakened by him.
It was because of that experience that the flaws in Chen Luo's method of burying bodies were made up for. From then on, killing people and burying bodies had an additional rule of collecting souls.
"Junior brother, you are becoming more and more domineering. I just wonder what your current cultivation level is like?"
Bai Su asked with a smile.
She and Master Wuwei could not have achieved what they have today without the help of Chen Luo, so no matter how advanced Chen Luo is, in her eyes he will always be the junior brother who cooperates with her.
When Bai Su asked this, everyone in the hall turned their attention to her.
Huang Ying looked nervous. The enemy they were facing this time was very strong. If Senior Brother still relied on the Silver Armored Corpse King to fight the enemy as before, it would probably be difficult. Ding Xiaoxia and several disciples also looked over curiously.
"Master Wuwei, the evil cultivators from the Ghost Temple have invaded Yaowang Peak, and the Valley Master is fighting them! Please go and provide support as soon as possible..."
Before Chen Luo could answer, he saw three figures flying through the air. The first one didn't even have time to stop, and crashed heavily into the door panel. He fell in, and the woman in his arms also fell to the ground. The blood in the person's body was still churning, and it was Mo Wenjian who had just rushed over from Yaowang Peak.
Bang!
The two elders who followed closely behind him also fell down. The last one fell to the ground with a dark face. After trembling twice, he became silent.
Half a step separates yin and yang.
“So soon?”
Wuwei Zhenren stood up all of a sudden, and a stream of spiritual power emanated from his hands, dissolving the aftermath brought by the few people. He also helped the woman who had fallen to the ground up.
Clang
Before Wuwei Zhenren could make the next move, a sound suddenly rang out from outside. The flagpole outside Wudao Peak suddenly broke, and the incense burner with bamboo incense in the middle was knocked to the ground by the flagpole, spreading a large amount of dust. Then a Gululu head hit the door panel, making a muffled sound.
An evil aura emanated from outside. The head that hit the door had sunken eyes with fireflies coming out of the eyes. The jaw kept opening and closing, and it made a weird laugh.
Jiejie
"The Corpse Raising Sect Master?!"
After seeing the head's appearance clearly, everyone's expression changed. This was the Jindan ancestor who was famous in the Seven Kingdoms, one of the strongest in the Seven Kingdoms. Now he was beheaded, and his head was used to refine this weird thing.
Chen Luoxu took a step forward and appeared in the front. The aura of a Jindan cultivator dissipated, instantly dispelling the strange aura around the head. His right hand accurately pressed on the head of the Corpse-raising Sect Master.
It would be unreasonable not to accept the head that is delivered to your door.
'Contacted with the brain waves of a dead person, damage 50%, do you want to read it?'
After the familiar interface, Chen Luo collected the head of the Corpse Cultivation Sect Master, and the number of Jindan cultivators' brains on his body increased by one again. Unlike those heads that had been dead for a long time, the head of the Corpse Cultivation Sect Master contained many fragments of the "Corpse Refining Heritage", which made Chen Luo's already outstanding corpse refining skills even better. The status of the two corpse refining geniuses, the Black Zombie Taoist and the Coffin-Carrying Old Man, declined, and they became the second and third corpse refining in Chen Luo's hands.
"Huh?"
A voice came from outside, followed by a ringing sound from outside.
A stronger evil energy swept in. This time, Chen Luo pressed it back with one hand. The heaven and earth energy that was originally borrowed by the other party twisted and was pressed back in the opposite direction.
boom!
There was a muffled sound outside, and all the noise disappeared.
The others in the hall finally reacted.
Jindan cultivator!
Needless to say, just that move was enough to show Chen Luo's strength. It was just that knowing it was one thing, but seeing it with one's own eyes was still a little unbelievable.
This is the first major hurdle on the road to immortality.
The Jindan realm requires a natural disaster to achieve. In the entire Seven Kingdoms region, there are only three Jindan cultivators. This shows the status of Jindan cultivators. Chen Luo has only been a disciple for 40 to 50 years. In such a short time, he has gone from the Qi Refining Realm to the Foundation Establishment Realm. This is not a problem that can be explained by the word "genius". He must have a great opportunity!
"Senior Chen?!"
Seeing Chen Luo blocking the aura that was corroding the Ghost Temple with one hand, Mo Wenjian finally reacted. After seeing Chen Luo's appearance clearly, he was dumbfounded.
Thinking back to the "promise" that I shouted out during the decisive battle in the Foundation Establishment Realm, I now feel extremely embarrassed.
The cultivation level between the two sides did not get closer with the passage of time, but was further amplified.
BANG!!
A force swept in from outside, and the already precarious wooden door could no longer withstand the force and was blown back in. A large amount of gray mist rolled in.
"Wouldn't it be good to join the Ghost Temple?"
A faint voice sounded, and everyone in the hall stood up. Everyone showed a look of alertness, but strangely, they did not see anyone coming in.
"Xue Ning!"
"Where is our Valley Master? What did you do to our Valley Master?" Mo Wenjian asked angrily.
But no one responded to him.
Chen Luo turned around and looked in a blank direction.
'Left side.'
The Heart Demon Ancestor's brain responded with two clear words.
Chen Luo walked over, and Zhenren Wuwei also sensed the change, but he could not see it as clearly as Chen Luo, and could only vaguely sense the other party's range of activities.
"Everyone must join the Ghost Temple. This is the reward from the ancestor to you."
The faint voice echoed in the air. Noticing Chen Luo's gaze, the two shadows also stopped. They were a little confused. This person seemed to be able to see them. But who was this person? There was no description of this person in the records of the Ghost Temple.
"You dare to come here with just two people?"
Chen Luo suddenly asked.
The two evil cultivators from the Ghost Temple were stunned for a moment. This was the first time they had heard such a question in all the years that the Ghost Temple had been active in the Seven Kingdoms region.
"Who are you."
Buzz!!
Instantly, the two confused ghost cultivators felt their eyes go dark, and the air around them suddenly solidified. The heaven and earth energy of the entire hall seemed to come alive at this moment, compressed into a huge palm, holding the two ghost cultivators in the palm of its hand. Then there was an exaggerated sound of breaking through the air.
A fist.
Hit the guy on the left hard on the head.
"It's useless. Your magical powers are useless to us ghost cultivators."
boom!!
Before the man on the right could finish his words, he heard a dull sound. The fist that was attacking him showed strange bone patterns, mixed with black and purple lightning, and hit his left eye socket. The two strange forces collided head-on, making a violent explosion.
A circular air wave exploded, and everyone in the hall heard the sound of cloth exploding.
The ghost cultivator who was speaking had his head exploded on the spot, and the gray-white cloth pieces scattered all over the ground. The remaining headless body was blown away by the aftermath. The ghost cultivator on the left also reacted, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously wanted to speak.
"What did he say?"
A burning hand mixed with lightning grabbed his neck.
(End of this chapter)
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