Chen Luo nodded, indicating that he had taken note of this sentence. He couldn't explain the external brain thing clearly, so it was normal for Gu He to say so.
"This is the Blood Infant Pill, only one has been refined."
Seeing that Chen Luo listened to his words, Gu He took out a blood-red pill from his storage bag. The pill was placed in a square jade box, wrapped in red gauze and placed in the middle. As soon as the lid of the box was opened, a strong medicinal fragrance spread out.
Fourth-level top-level elixir!
Gu He took great pains to find someone to make it.
Refining a Nascent Soul was a taboo even in the upper realms. A decent alchemist would never take on such a job. Only an evil alchemist would do such a thing that was against the will of heaven. Although Gu He was also an alchemist, he had never refined a Nascent Soul and could not do it.
"Thank you, uncle."
After taking the pill, Chen Luo thanked him solemnly.
He now owed Gu He a lot of favors. If he came to Qionghua Sect to cheat for some resources, now he really regarded Gu He as an elder. No matter which world he was in, he would never let down anyone who treated him wholeheartedly.
"Besides the quota for the Sword Washing Pool, I have something else for you to do."
Originally, Gu He had no intention of assigning a task to Chen Luo, but now that his cultivation had reached this point, Gu He could only make temporary adjustments and tell him about the opportunities he would prepare for him in the future in advance. This would prevent him from forgetting about this matter after leaving the mountain for a while.
"Five days ago, someone discovered the whereabouts of the centipede monster near the Golden Light Cave, and the sect is preparing to deal with this hidden danger in advance. The enemies in the Nascent Soul Realm will be dealt with by the Taiqing Peak Master, and you will deal with the minions in the Core Formation Realm."
Gu He then reminded Chen Luo of several details, telling him to be careful and not to face the Nascent Soul head-on.
The Nascent Soul cultivators in the Tiannan Region are different from the cultivators in the Shadow-Eating Sect.
They have gone through the tribulation of inner demons, and each of them is the best among their peers.
"Go to Jinguang Cave?"
Chen Luo didn't really want to go. He had offended the Golden Light Cave Master before, and going there now would be like walking into a tiger's mouth. He didn't have that many talismans to spread this time, and it was a question whether he could escape against the Golden Light Cave Master. I believe that the old guy would not give him another chance.
"This is an open mission. I arranged for you to go there because I want you to go to a place." Gu He waved his sleeves and took out a map from his sleeves. The map recorded an old and wild forest full of miasma. There were several blank spots in the middle of the forest, like several villages, and there was a small temple in the middle.
"There is a broken cave here. I went there once when I was forming the elixir. There are many materials for refining the infant-condensing elixir in it."
"I see."
Chen Luo took the drawing and instantly understood what Gu He meant.
He is paving the way for himself.
The mission was just a cover. If it wasn't a critical moment, he would have wanted Chen Luo to go there quietly. But that place was discovered by him and Taiqing together. They had an agreement in the past that the medicinal field belonged to both of them. Even if he sent a disciple there, they had to go together.
Gu He reminded Chen Luo of some details that needed to be paid attention to and the appearance of Taiqing Patriarch's disciples before letting him leave.
Return to residence.
Chen Luo closed the door of the cave, activated the formation, and blocked off any perception from the outside.
He closed his eyes and mobilized the brain of the beast in the spirit pool again.
A tyrannical, murderous aura came over him. His incomplete memories were mostly of eating and killing, and the rest was mating.
Chen Luo originally wanted to find some secrets of breaking through the incarnation from the memory fragments of this beast, but he didn't expect that the beast in the spirit pool was actually a beast whose intelligence had not yet awakened. Its memory fragments were all about killing and primitive instincts. Under this instinct, the beast had no idea how it became stronger, and just kept eating.
The last scene of the memory fragment is that the soul is shattered by a figure passing by.
The corpse fell, and in a bloody incident, was swept to the Tiannan Region by the bloody rift, and finally buried at the bottom of the Spirit Pool, becoming the trump card of the Spirit Pool.
"This strange beast has no idea what cultivation is, but it has used its body to its limit."
Chen Luo recalled the monster's killing moves.
The external brain became active and began to help him extract the useful parts. His body was different from that of the alien beasts, and he could not mindlessly learn the alien beasts' moves, such as spikes, tail swings, etc. These moves could not be used at all.
'Use a hundred brains to summarize the moves of the monsters.'
The strange beast has a lot of memory fragments, and it is not known whether it is because it has lived too long or for some other reason. These three memory fragments are longer than the years Chen Luo has been practicing so far. If they are refined, he should be able to find several useful killing moves.
When Chen Luo was practicing with peace of mind.
The people from the Shadow Eater Sect in the upper realm also used the communication channels to find a chess piece that had been buried in advance. This chess piece was heading towards the Dongtian Gourd to investigate what had happened there.
The disciples of Patriarch Taiqing arrived earlier than Chen Luo had expected.
Half a month later.
Chen Luo, who was practicing, was awakened by a golden communication talisman. The talisman paper was folded into a bird, and it was outside the cave, pecking at the stone wall with its beak.
Chen Luo stretched out his hand, a stream of light flew out from his hand, and he grabbed the communication bird into his hand.
'Southwest of Jinguang Cave, Lingxin Temple gathers - Tang Wenyou.'
A passage of text came to his mind.
"Tang Wenyou?"
This person should be the true disciple of Taiqing Patriarch. After the last trip to Wan Yao Mountain, each peak has added new true disciples. The main peaks with many people are fine, but the new true disciples of the main peaks with few people are all unfamiliar. This Tang Wenyou is one of them. Before this, Chen Luo had never heard of this person's name.
Chen Luo stood up, restrained his breath, and put the talisman he had drawn during his previous retreat into his storage bag.
Drawing talismans and making elixirs.
This is what he would do every time he went into seclusion.
His skills in talisman and alchemy have reached the third level, his formation has reached the fourth level, and his worst skill is weapon refining. Chen Luo has collected the least brains in this skill, and he has not spent much time studying it.
Leaving the mountain gate, Chen Luo's figure moved and turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.
Lingxin Temple.
Located in the southwest of Jinguang Cave, there is a temple built by an unknown cultivator. The temple enshrines Master Lingxin, a cultivator from two hundred years ago.
There are three villages next to Lingxin Temple.
They are Lingyan Village, Lingxiu Village and Lingjue Village. Each of these three villages has hundreds of people, and they gather together to bring a prosperous incense to Lingxin Temple.
The priest of Lingxin Temple is the most authoritative person in the area.
It was drizzling.
The sound of pattering rain floated in the air. The temple keeper sat in the hall with his eyes closed, meditating. He held a dustpan in his right hand, with the other end resting on the crook of his left arm. The white dustpan tail hung down his arm and extended to the edge of the cushion.
Duan Chen has been a temple priest for sixty years.
He is eighty-nine this year, the oldest person in the area. Living under the rule of Jinguang Cave, it is very rare for ordinary people to be eighty years old, let alone centenarians. Because of this, Duan Chen's authority in these three villages is so high, and everyone believes in him.
"Temple keeper, the Li family's cow is also dead."
The young apprentice stumbled in, his face pale.
"I see."
Duan Chen held Fu Chen's hand tighter, but he did not turn around, just continued to recite the scriptures. He had heard about what the disciple reported, and even went down the mountain to see it himself, but he did not find the source.
The poultry deaths are not recent.
But it was three years ago.
At first, only one or two families would lose some chickens and ducks, and then cats and dogs. The number of animals also increased from one or two at the beginning to several and then more than ten. Until recently, after the chickens, ducks, cats and dogs died, cows began to die, which were animals that affected the survival of the people.
No one knows what will happen after the cow dies.
Duan Chen had no choice. He was not an immortal cultivator, but only knew some tricks. These tricks were performed using talisman paper. There was not much talisman paper left in the temple. It was difficult to protect himself, so how could he go down the mountain to save people?
"Did you find the person I asked you to look for in town?"
Duan Chen's thoughts flashed, and he brought the topic back. The most urgent thing now was to find someone to solve the problem. The person he asked his apprentice to find in the town was the one who sold him the talisman paper. That person was the legendary immortal cultivator!
"The person has been brought back and is resting in the living room."
The young disciple then remembered the important matter. When he passed by Lingyan Village before, he saw how messy it was and forgot about what his master had told him.
"Take me there quickly."
Duan Chen stood up all of a sudden, and his quick movement stunned his young disciple.
The two of them came to the pilgrim hall next to the temple, one after the other.
This is usually a place where only wealthy donors are qualified to sit in. The furniture inside is also very expensive. Famous paintings and calligraphy are hung on the walls, and there are Feng Shui fish in the corners, which is very exquisite.
When Duan Chen came in, he saw the young man sitting on the main seat at a glance.
This was a young man wearing a white gown, with an ordinary appearance and a calm demeanor. In his left hand he held a teacup, with steam rising from the tea. When Duan Chen and his apprentice came in, the young man was leisurely sipping his tea.
"You're not Mr. Weng?"
Duan Chen was stunned, and the hope in his eyes suddenly turned into disappointment.
The person he bought the talisman from was Mr. Weng. Mr. Weng was a hermit "immortal". In the mortal country governed by Jinguang Cave, immortals and mortals were isolated. Ordinary people would never meet an immortal in their lifetime. Duan Chen had this opportunity only because of his luck. He kept this matter in mind and regarded it as a secret that could be passed down to the next generation.
When Lingxin Temple encountered difficulties this time, the first person he thought of was Mr. Weng.
It's a pity that Mr. Weng is a hermit. He went to ask twice but the other party didn't agree. This time, he asked his apprentice to go there with the idea of giving it a try. Unexpectedly, the person came, but it was not Mr. Weng he wanted to invite.
"I am Tang Wenyou, a friend of Mr. Weng."
The young man put down the teacup in his hand with a smile on his face and greeted the temple keeper and his apprentice who came in. He looked so calm and composed, as if he was at home.
"Where's Mr. Weng?"
Duan Chen was still somewhat unwilling.
"Mr. Weng doesn't have time. I'm enough to handle the problems of Lingxin Temple." Tang Wenyou smiled. The attitude of the temple keeper had no effect on him.
"I hope so."
Duan Chen sighed, no longer holding out for hope.
"Please tell me in detail what happened outside, sir, so I can start to solve the problem."
"To be specific, this matter started three years ago." (End of this chapter)
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