"Brother, come out and see where you are buried. How can we get there?"
Chen Luo withdrew his hand and called upon Brother Changqing's brain.
'Go straight.'
Brother Changqing’s brain feedback is very simple.
If someone else came here, they might have to calculate the direction and guard against the possible formation of the Emperor's Tomb. But for Brother Changqing, this is his lair, and everything is arranged by him personally. Even if the brain is broken, it will not forget the instinct.
There is only one real entrance, and the rest are filled with array patterns.
Chen Luo followed the direction pointed by Brother Changqing and walked along the dark wasteland.
After walking for about half a day, the scenery on both sides had hardly changed. If Chen Luo had not been able to sense the subtle changes around him, he would have thought that he had been standing still.
Half a day later, Chen Luo walked out of the wasteland.
There is a small village ahead.
There were still people living in the village. I thought they were secluded residents, but when I got closer, I found that they were actually a group of puppets guarding the tomb. They were like the burial objects in the emperor's tomb, mass-produced and in large numbers.
A row of puppets stood neatly at the intersection.
To enter the real Immortal Emperor's Tomb, you must pass through here.
Chen Luo saw a lot of traces of fighting here, and there were two recently dead bodies hanging on the flagpole next to him. These two people were strong men who broke into the Tiannan Region. Chen Luo saw an acquaintance among the two bodies.
The Lord of the Ghost Temple!
Another familiar face.
No matter how many calculations and plots they have, they are as weak as ordinary people in front of a tomb of the Immortal Emperor's level. These puppets are not human beings. They have some unnecessary emotions and can be deceived and shaken. They exist for only one purpose, which is to guard this place. Anyone who wants to break through is their enemy.
"Mortals are forbidden to enter, and the emperor's tomb cannot be desecrated"
Sensing Chen Luo's approaching breath, a puppet revived, the stone color on his body faded away, and two flames emerged from his eye sockets. A fierce aura belonging to the battlefield emanated from the puppet, and he drew out his sword and said in a deep voice.
Chen Luo stopped.
He didn't know the level of this puppet, but judging from the miserable state of the Ghost Temple Master, it must be difficult to deal with. It's not possible to force it, the Qionghua Seven Ancestors have the Ghost Temple Master and another person as a scapegoat, but Chen Luoke doesn't.
Looking back from this puppet, there are many puppets of this kind densely packed behind it.
If they all woke up, Chen Luo felt that they could defeat the Tiannan Region.
'Brother'
Standing still, Changqing's brain quickly emerged. A breath of air leaked out, and the puppet that was about to step forward to stop Chen Luo suddenly stopped. He looked at Chen Luo in confusion, his simple brain was stuck, and he didn't know how to deal with this situation.
"Stand back."
Chen Luo's pupils turned light blue, and an indifferent voice came out. His clothes fluttered on their own, and he walked straight through the puppets blocking the way in front of him, just like he was going back to his own home.
At the moment when the two people passed each other, the puppet's brain seemed to come back to its senses suddenly, and it knelt down with a "swish".
The puppets that had just awakened at the back also lowered their heads one after another.
Walking through the group of puppets, Chen Luo felt extremely excited. Although he didn't know how the Qionghua Seven Ancestors and the centipede monsters of the ancient country got around here, they definitely didn't use the method Chen Luo used.
After passing the checkpoint guarded by puppets, Chen Luo entered the village.
This was a village full of wildness. On the flagpoles on the left and right of the village entrance were two corpses with their eyes wide open. Their Nascent Souls had left their bodies, and it was unknown whether they had escaped or died. Chen Luo walked to a corpse and reached out to touch its brain.
How can you miss out on this Nascent Soul Brain that you got for free!
Brother Changqing’s tomb is his blessed place. With so many high-quality brains, I don’t know how much effort it would take to find one outside. The freshness and completeness of the brains are not as high as before!
'Contacted with the brain waves of a dead person, damage level 39%, do you want to read it?'
'Contacted with the brain waves of a dead person, damage level 77%, do you want to read it?'
Familiar information emerged one after another.
After collecting the brains of the two men, Chen Luo began to observe the situation inside the village.
Unlike the entrance to the village, there are more than 200 different puppets inside the village. The aura of these puppets is not as terrifying as the guards outside, but it is not something that ordinary cultivators can deal with. The aura on their bodies is stronger than the deer monster that Chen Luo encountered before. The most important thing is that Chen Luo sensed a trace of spirituality from them, which is exactly the same spirituality as the stone dragon collected on the Panlong Pillar platform before.
'The enlightened puppet has a special mission.'
Brother Changqing's thoughts emerged, but his damaged brain did not remember these contents. He just instinctively felt that he did these things.
Special mission?
"Could it be that Brother Changqing left behind some writings, preparing to be resurrected and reborn to live another life?"
An idea popped up in Chen Luo's mind, but he quickly denied it. It was impossible to collect the brain of a living person. This had been tried and confirmed a long time ago.
Look towards the village.
There was no furniture for ordinary people in the village, only some weapons and some bones used for divination. In the middle of the village stood a large black flag with no pattern on it. Below it stood a tripod.
There is a star pattern engraved on the tripod, and there are sacrificial offerings on the side. It is likely that it is offered by the special puppets in the village. The special mission mentioned by Brother Changqing before should be related to this matter.
'The Sansheng Ding is a spiritual tool for guarding tombs. It contains the energy of Yin returning to Yang. Absorbing it can increase the chance of Yuanying's breakthrough by 40%.'
Chen Luo, who was about to move forward, paused and his eyes suddenly fixed on the tripod.
It's obvious that this thing is destined to be with him!
His chance of Nascent Soul breakthrough is still less than 60%. According to the current improvement speed, it will take at least 20 years to reach the tenth level. This is the case when everything goes well. If something unexpected happens, it will take longer. If you are unlucky, it is possible to be stuck for hundreds or thousands of years.
Now as I entered Brother Changqing’s tomb, I encountered a treasure that can increase the success rate by 40%!
"That's 95% right?!"
Chen Luo's eyes suddenly became eager. With this confidence, if he struggled a little longer, he might be able to break through within half a month. Thinking of this, Chen Luo immediately walked over and prepared to take the tripod away. The moment his hand touched the tripod, more than 20 puppets in the village suddenly appeared. These puppets were holding killing weapons, but after seeing Chen Luo, they all froze in place.
It's like there's a conflict in the settings and I don't know how to deal with it.
Chen Luo grabbed the tripod and used his spiritual power to the limit, but the tripod didn't move at all. Unconvinced, Chen Luo tried several other methods, and finally even used the Demon Bone Array Pattern Technique, but the result was still the same. The tripod didn't move, let alone move.
'The tomb-guarding spiritual device cannot be moved.'
Brother Changqing's thoughts resurfaced. After understanding what a tomb was, a trace of regret flashed across Chen Luo's eyes.
"Fate is still half a step away. We can only wait for next time."
Giving up on the idea of stealing Brother Changqing's girl, Chen Luo took out a pill and swallowed it to replenish Gang's energy consumption.
The tripod and the puppet next to it were placed here by Brother Changqing. The purpose was to "suppress the tomb and nourish the energy". It was like the foundation of a house. If Chen Luo wanted to take the tripod away, he had to "lift" the entire tomb, otherwise he would never succeed.
"Clean this place up, I'm going to retreat."
Since they couldn't be moved, they could only be used on the spot. After recovering, Chen Luo gave orders to the more than 20 puppets standing beside him in a daze.
He plans to stay here for a while.
With Brother Changqing's brain here, these puppets outside are his bodyguards. There is no place safer than here! Anyway, I came here to contact the upper realm and find an opportunity to break through the Nascent Soul, so there is no delay. A group of stuck puppets came alive instantly after receiving Chen Luo's order. They walked to the tripod with clear division of labor and moved away the surrounding debris. One puppet also helped him find a cushion.
"good."
Chen Luo patted the puppet that helped him find the cushion with appreciation.
As expected of a spiritual puppet, in addition to its own tasks, it also has a little subjective initiative, and its quality is first-class. If he hadn't been unable to take them away, he would have prepared to pack these puppets.
Sitting beside the tripod, Chen Luo closed his eyes and followed Brother Changqing's method to start practicing martial arts to absorb the aura inside the tripod.
A layer of flowing light appeared on the surface of the tripod. The breath of endless years accumulated in the tripod flew out under Chen Luo's pull, and turned into a three-colored flowing light, rushing into Chen Luo's body.
Under the influence of the aura in the cauldron, the spiritual power in the body began to affect the three paths that Chen Luo was mainly cultivating, allowing the three auras to be improved at the same time, slowly moving towards the Nascent Soul Realm. On the flawless golden elixir, the fine lines became more and more numerous and more and more obvious.
When Chen Luo was in seclusion to absorb the aura of the tripod, deep in the tomb.
The Seven Ancestors of Qionghua sat on the side of a large rock, their eyes tired. Since the 'Seven Stars Inducing Disaster', the seven of them have never rested. In addition to dealing with the heavenly disaster, they also have to deal with enemies that may appear at any time. The traps in the tomb are also beyond their expectations.
The 'Dragon Tomb' that the seven of them had spent nearly a thousand years exploring turned out to be just the entrance to another large tomb. This deviation in the scene caused their plan to change, and the Seven Stars Tribulation succeeded, but also failed.
The seven of them broke through halfway, attracting a thunder tribulation, but did not find the inner demon tribulation.
The life span increased by 500 years, reaching 3,500 years. The strength also improved, but the seven of them had no reference to judge whether it was a god transformation or not.
"The Dragon Tomb is guarded by the master. I don't know what realm this tomb owner was in when he was alive."
"With this scale, I would believe it even if you said it was an immortal!"
There was some confusion in Taiqing Patriarch's eyes.
Ten years, they have been searching for a full ten years, and still haven't found a way to leave. Of the Yuanying that came in with them, no one knows how many are still alive. At first, these people still wanted to fight, but after slowly realizing that they couldn't leave this place and couldn't replenish their vitality, they all dispersed.
Everyone is looking for a way to survive.
"Keep looking. If you're lucky you'll always find a crack to leave."
Patriarch Taihao took a deep breath and took out a few pills from his storage bag and swallowed them. For more than ten years, the seven of them had to rely on themselves to resist, and the pills were used up one by one. The situation of the others was the same. If it weren't for their firm Taoism, ordinary people would have gone crazy long ago.
"Where did the tomb owner bury himself?"
Taixu Patriarch Gu He suddenly asked. (End of this chapter)
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