Chapter 395 Eat
The Lord of the Ghost Temple.
Chen Luo instantly understood what the old fox meant. In the Tiannan region, there was only one person whose ghost cultivation method was more powerful than his, and that was the master of the Ghost Temple. The other party was a Nascent Soul ghost cultivator from the upper realm, and all the ghost cultivation methods in the Tiannan region came from him.
Chen Luo's ghost cultivation method came from Xue Ning's brain, and when Xue Ning was alive, he was just a pawn under the master of the ghost temple.
A calculated chess piece.
"I could have not come, but I was framed for no reason, and I couldn't help feeling unhappy." The old vixen was still smiling, making it impossible to tell whether his words were true or false.
If the Qionghua Seventh Ancestor was here, they would definitely kill both of them together. Even if they couldn't kill them, they would at least make sure that the two of them wouldn't dare to show up. The Qionghua Sect had been doing this for thousands of years. The prestige of the Qionghua Sect was built on the swords of the Qionghua Seventh Ancestor.
"The master of the Ghost Temple went to the Dragon Tomb."
"I don't know about that. I'm just a practitioner in the mountains. The disputes in the secular world have nothing to do with me."
The old fox stood up and prepared to leave. He came here to prove his innocence. Now that he had finished speaking, he naturally had to leave.
Looking at the old fox who turned and walked out, Chen Luo suddenly stretched out his hand.
BANG!!
A black chessboard came down from behind and hit the old fox on the back of his head. The old fox staggered and his head exploded like a watermelon. The headless body slid forward dozens of meters by inertia before stopping.
'Fake body.'
Brother Changqing gave a brief response in two words.
Almost at the same time when Brother Changqing's thought came to mind, an old fox in a gray robe appeared again on the other side of the room.
"Attacking from behind is not a good habit."
The old fox narrowed his eyes, a ray of cold light flashed, but he didn't make a move in the end. He seemed to be afraid of something. This fox demon cultivator, like Su Linlin, could see things that outsiders couldn't see.
“It’s my habit to give it to people.”
Chen Luo grabbed the chessboard and responded expressionlessly, as if he had just done something insignificant.
"You can say such shameless words"
The old fox sneered and turned away again.
This time Chen Luo did not make any move. He did not look away until the old fox's back disappeared outside the door. This fox was strange. In addition to the aura of the inn, there was a hint of hidden power in him. This power reminded Chen Luo of the monster he had met in the Demon Fox Mountain before.
It is not known whether the monster that ate Grandma Hu was dealt with by the Qionghua Sect afterwards.
When the Seven Qionghua Ancestors were here, the entire Tiannan Region was very stable. Now that the seven have disappeared, all the monsters that were suppressed by them have emerged, and this old fox is the most typical representative of them.
Time passes.
In the blink of an eye, it was half a month.
In half a month, Chen Luo used the channels of Elder Xijian and Qionghua Sect to collect a large amount of information on Nascent Soul. There were many "skills" that were imagined out of thin air, and some unconventional secret methods. The people who created these secret methods were not even at the Dan realm, but their ideas were very wild. Some of them even imagined how to become immortals.
These ideas were exaggerated and mostly unrealistic, but a few of them gave Chen Luo some inspiration.
With the influx of massive amounts of "data", more than 500 external brains also became active, and they summarized more than 3,000 routes for condensing the infant. The brains of the foundation-building stage and the "genius" brains collected by Chen Luo later all have ideas, but their methods are too dangerous at first glance, full of uncertainty, and the possibility of going astray is very high. If you are lucky and have a destiny, you may be able to find a "road to the great emperor".
The solutions given by several Yuanying realm brains are relatively reliable. They figured out several ways based on Chen Luo's current cultivation level and his instincts before his death. The specific effects can only be known after verification.
Brother Changqing’s brain also provided three options.
The first way is to abandon, abandon two of the three paths of "law, body, sword", and switch to one of them. This path is the most stable and has the lowest risk. The second way is to merge, merge the three paths into one, one main twice. This method of condensing infants has also had experience from predecessors, and can be used as a reference, but the risk is much higher than the first one, because the natural materials and treasures used by predecessors when practicing have disappeared in the current world of immortal cultivation. The third way is to continue practicing according to the current path, and then "master all methods" and walk out a different path from the predecessors.
There are three paths, and the probability of condensing an infant is 100%, 70% and 30% respectively.
This probability is calculated by superimposing many external brains and Chen Luo's current "inheritance".
"Giving up is definitely not an option, but this success rate"
Chen Luo looked towards the third road.
Only 30%!
What’s the difference between that and committing suicide?
"As long as I can grab the Nine-Colored Heart Lotus, I will have a 10% chance of condensing a Nascent Soul!"
A Jindan cultivator wearing a monkey-face mask was looking at the valley ahead with a fiery expression. Behind him were more than twenty people, five of whom were foundation-building cultivators, and the rest were all experts at the late Qi-refining stage or above.
The disappearance of the Seven Ancestors of Qionghua is a great thing for the independent cultivators who have been suppressed for many years.
It is the hope of turning things around.
Some of the Jindan who were about to die were directly sent to rob. The previous few secret killings of Qionghua Sect disciples were just tests, but now they were serious.
Wangchen Valley is the valley where the Qionghua Sect grows spiritual materials.
The land here is very fertile, with abundant spiritual energy, and the water quality is very similar to the spiritual springs in the upper realm. Many spiritual materials that cannot be grown outside can grow normally here.
There are seven similar places occupied by the Qionghua Sect.
The Nascent Soul Grade spiritual materials needed by the Seven Ancestors of Qionghua for their cultivation were all grown in these seven spiritual lands. Nascent Soul Grade materials can only be grown in such specific places. Even if the small and medium-sized sects outside obtain the pill formula, they cannot find the materials needed for alchemy.
"I will never miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
Next to the monk with the monkey face mask, another illusory figure emerged.
"With the seven old ghosts gone, the Qionghua Sect is now ruled by a bunch of kids. Only those rats who have been frightened by the Qionghua Sect will be afraid. I am fearless."
Another figure emerged, this person did not even wear a mask, showing his true face directly. This person is a famous robbery cultivator in Tiannan Region, and has been on the wanted list of Qionghua Sect for many years, but he is still alive and well until now, which shows his ability.
Three great Jindan monks.
"I only want the Nine-Colored Heart Lotus."
"I want the Heart-Eroding Grass."
"Then the rest will all belong to me. If anyone from the Qionghua Sect comes over, I can also stop them. I have been hunted by them for so many years, it's time to take revenge!"
The three of them had a brief discussion and then quickly set off.
The disciples behind them also rushed forward quickly. The ancestors robbed the top spiritual materials, and they picked up the leaks. In the past, they would not dare to look at the Qionghua Sect's spiritual fields, but now, these spiritual fields are their targets for looting.
boom!!
A black talisman cut through the sky and blew up the restrictions on the outer periphery of the spiritual field. A large number of Tribulation Cultivators swarmed in like locusts. In addition to the people arranged by the three Jindan cultivators, there were also many independent cultivators who took advantage of the situation.
“Bold!!”
In the middle of the spiritual field, a powerful aura rose into the sky.
It was the elder of the Qionghua Sect who was in charge of guarding this place. However, as soon as his aura burst out, it was suppressed by the other three auras.
The battle of forming elixir began instantly.
Soon, dozens of auras rushed over from outside. These people were all disciples of Qionghua. The leader was Elder Xijian, who was responsible for helping Chen Luo collect Nascent Soul materials. He was collecting Nascent Soul techniques in this stronghold and rushed over as soon as he heard the noise.
"You bastard, you even dared to steal the spiritual fields of my Qionghua Sect! Die!"
Elder Xijian's beard flew backwards, and the magic sword in his hand flashed a dazzling light.
The sword energy was so powerful that it instantly killed more than a dozen of the outer Tribulation Cultivators. The strongest sword energy slashed towards one of the three Jindan enemies who were besieging the elder in the air.
"Why is there another one?"
The offensive of the three great Tribulation Cultivators who had attacked earlier stagnated, allowing the guarding elder who had been surrounded and killed by them to breathe a sigh of relief.
The original situation of three surrounding one became three against two due to the addition of Elder Xijian.
"Be careful, these three guys are not unknown."
The guarding elder sent a reminder through voice transmission.
The two masked guys must be the ancestors of medium-sized sects under the names of the four major forces. When the Seven Ancestors of Qionghua were still around, these people were obedient to them, but now they will immediately retaliate as soon as they get the chance.
"How could such a cunning person know the power of my Qionghua Sect's divine sword?"
Elder Xijian had a hot temper and rushed forward with his sword when there was a disagreement. Seeing this, the guarding elder had no choice but to follow suit. Fortunately, both of them were sword cultivators, and with two against three, they were not at a disadvantage for the time being.
When the five of them were fighting fiercely.
A layer of fog rose in the valley. It was very light at first, but after a while, it enveloped the entire area, becoming thicker and thicker until it was pitch dark, and even the spiritual consciousness was affected.
Patter
Rain was floating in the air, and a damp smell was spreading. The soil on the ground became darker in color under the erosion of this smell.
The five people who were fighting were suddenly awakened.
They quickly retreated, the two elders of the Qionghua Sect leaned against each other, and the three great calamity cultivators dispersed. The original fighting sounds in the valley gradually subsided, and the entire valley fell into a strange silence.
"There are still people in the dark."
The Sword Washing Elder followed the Guarding Elder, both of them were surrounded by sword energy.
"The auras of the three Tribulation Cultivators have disappeared."
The guarding elder's spiritual sense had been locked on the enemy, but just now, he lost the sense of those three people.
"ah!!"
As if in response to the words of the guarding elder, a scream suddenly came from the fog.
The voice only cried out once, and then stopped abruptly.
This was followed by the sound of chewing bones and flesh, and some vague voices talking among them, like chatting while eating.
"Human elixirs are still more delicious."
'This time we won't use bait, we'll use a fishing net.'
"The fox is really smart. It can come up with such a good way to catch fish. From now on, we won't use bait anymore. We can use fishing nets instead!"
Hearing the sounds in the fog, cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of Elder Xijian and Elder Zhenshou.
They recognized the source of the sound.
It was one of the three great robbery cultivators they had fought before, the one who had been hunted by their Qionghua Sect for many years and was still at large. Such a cunning enemy died inexplicably in the mist, and the most important thing was that they didn't even see what the enemy looked like.
"Eat slowly, there are still a lot of fish in the net."
A familiar voice sounded in the mist. Upon hearing this voice, Elder Xijian's expression suddenly changed.
The old fox in the Fox Temple!
(End of this chapter)
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