I borrowed my brain from the Emperor

"Brother, come out and see where your burial place is? How to get there."

Chen Luo retracted his palm and activated Brother Changqing's brain.

'Go straight. '

Brother Changqing’s brain feedback is very simple.

If it were others who came here, they might have to calculate the direction and be prepared for possible formation patterns of the Emperor's Tomb. But for Brother Changqing, this is his home, and everything is arranged by him himself. Even if the brain is damaged, the instinct will not be forgotten.

There is only one real entrance, and the rest are all formations.

Chen Luo followed the direction pointed by Brother Changqing and walked along the dark wasteland.

After walking for about half a day, there was almost no change in the scenery on both sides. If he could not sense the subtle changes around him, Chen Luo would have thought that he had not moved at the same place.

Half a day later, Chen Luo walked out of the wasteland.

There is a small village ahead.

There are still people living in the village. I thought they were hidden residents, but when I got closer, I realized that they were actually a group of puppets guarding the tomb. They are like the tomb grave goods of emperors' tombs, mass-produced in extremely large quantities.

A row of puppets stood neatly at this intersection.

To enter the real Immortal Emperor's Tomb, you must pass here.

Chen Luo saw a lot of signs of fighting here, and there were two recently deceased bodies hanging on the flagpole next to them. These two people were both strong men who broke into Tiannan Territory. Chen Luo saw an acquaintance among the two corpses.

The Lord of the Ghost Temple!

A familiar face again.

No matter how many calculations and plots they have. In front of a large tomb like the Immortal Emperor's Tomb, they are as weak as ordinary people. These puppets are not human beings. They have some unnecessary emotions and can be deceived and shaken. They have only one purpose of existence, which is to defend this place. Anyone who wants to get through is their enemy.

"It is forbidden for mortals to walk, and the imperial mausoleum must not be desecrated."

Sensing Chen Luo's approach, a puppet came to life. The stone color on his body receded little by little, and two flames emerged from the eye holes. A fierce aura belonging to the battlefield escaped from the puppet. He drew out his saber 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 owner, it would definitely be difficult to deal with. Force is not enough. Qionghua Seventh Ancestor and the others have the master of the ghost temple and another person to back them up, but Chen Luo does not.

Looking behind this puppet, you can see that the back is densely packed with puppets like this.

If they all wake up, Chen Luo thinks they can cut down Tiannan Territory.

'Brother'

Stopping where he was, Brother Changqing's mind quickly emerged. A wisp of breath escaped, and the puppet who was about to step forward to stop Chen Luo suddenly stopped. He glanced at Chen Luo in confusion. His brain was simply stuck, and he didn't know how to deal with this situation.

"Go back."

Chen Luo's pupils turned light blue, an indifferent voice came out, his robes flew on their own, and he walked straight through the puppet blocking him as if he were returning to his own home.

The moment the two people passed each other, the puppet's brain seemed to suddenly come back to consciousness, and he knelt down with a snap.

The puppets that had just woken up in the back also lowered their heads one after another.

Walking through the crowd of puppets, Chen Luo felt extremely excited. Although I don’t know how the Seventh Patriarch of Qionghua and the centipede spirit from the ancient country got around here, they definitely didn’t use Chen Luo’s method.

After passing through the gate of the puppet guard, Chen Luo entered the village.

This is a village full of wild atmosphere. There are two dead bodies hanging on the flagpoles on the left and right of the village entrance. The Nascent Soul has also been separated from the body. It is not known whether it escaped or died. Chen Luo walked up to a corpse and stretched out his hand to touch the brain.

How could you miss the Nascent Soul brain you picked up for free!

Brother Changqing’s big tomb is his blessed place. There are so many high-quality brains out there, and I don’t know how much energy it takes to find one. The freshness and completeness are not as high!
‘After contact with the brain waves of a dead person, the damage degree is 39%. Do you want to read it? ’

‘After contact with the brain waves of a dead person, the damage degree is 77%. Do you want to read it? ’

Familiar information emerged one after another.

After collecting the brains of the two people, Chen Luo began to observe the situation inside the village.

Unlike the village entrance, there are more than two hundred different puppets inside the village. These puppet auras are not as scary as the guards outside, but they are not something ordinary cultivators can deal with. The aura on their bodies was more powerful than the deer demons Chen Luo had encountered before. The most important thing was that Chen Luo sensed a ray of spirituality from them, which was exactly the same as the spirituality of the stone dragon collected on the Panlongzhu platform.

'The enlightened puppet has a special mission. '

Brother Changqing's thoughts emerged, but his damaged brain did not remember these contents, but he instinctively felt that these things were done by him.

Special mission?

'Is it possible that Brother Changqing still left behind his handwriting and is preparing to be resurrected and live another life? An idea popped into Chen Luo's mind, but he quickly denied it. There is no way to collect it from the brain of a living person. This has been tried and confirmed a long time ago.

Looking towards the village.

There are no furnishings for ordinary people in the village, only some weapons and some bones used for divination. There is a large black flag in the middle of the village. The black flag is flying on it and there is no pattern. Below stands a tripod.

The body of the tripod is engraved with a 'star pattern', and there are sacrificial offerings on the side. There is a high probability that it was provided by a special puppet in the village. The special mission that Brother Changqing mentioned before should be related to this matter.

'Three Life Cauldron, a tomb-suppressing spiritual weapon. It contains the energy of cathode returning to yang, and its absorption can increase the probability of Nascent Soul breakthrough by 40%. '

Chen Luo, who was about to move forward, paused and his eyes suddenly fixed on the tripod.

This thing is destined to him at first sight!

The probability of his Nascent Soul breakthrough has not yet reached 60%. According to the current improvement rate, it will take at least twenty years to reach the tenth level of perfection. This is still under the condition that everything goes well. If there are some changes, this time will be longer. If you are unlucky, it is possible for you to be stuck for hundreds or even thousands of years.

As soon as I entered Brother Changqing's tomb, I met a treasure that can increase the success rate by 40%!
'Isn't that 95%? ! '

Chen Luo's eyes suddenly became eager. With this confidence, if you struggle a little longer, you might be able to break through within half a month. Thinking of this, Chen Luo immediately walked over, preparing to take the tripod away. The moment his hand touched the tripod, more than twenty puppets suddenly appeared in the village. These puppets all had killing weapons. But after seeing Chen Luo, they all froze in place. In situ.

It's like there's a conflict in the settings and I don't know how to deal with it.

Chen Luo grabbed the three-legged cauldron and used his spiritual power to the limit. As a result, the three-legged cauldron did not move at all. Chen Luo, who did not believe in evil, used several methods, and finally even mobilized the demon bone array patterns, but the result was still the same. The tripod did not even move, let alone move.

'The tomb-suppressing spiritual weapon cannot be moved. '

Brother Changqing’s thoughts came to mind again. After understanding what a tomb was, a trace of regret flashed in Chen Luo's eyes.

'Fate is still half a step away, we can only wait until next time. '

Giving up on poaching Brother Changqing, Chen Luo took out a pill and drank it to replenish Gang's consumption.

The three-legged tripod and the puppets next to it were arranged here by Brother Changqing. The intention was to 'suppress the tomb and nourish the energy'. It was like the foundation of a house. If Chen Luo wanted to take away the three-legged tripod, he had to remove the big tomb. The whole 'lift', otherwise it is absolutely impossible to succeed.

"Clean up this place, I want to retreat."

Since it cannot be moved, it can only be used on site. After recovering, Chen Luo issued orders to the more than twenty puppets standing beside him in a daze.

He plans to stay here for a while.

With the brain of Brother Changqing, these puppets outside are his bodyguards. There is no safer place than here! Anyway, I came here just to get in touch with the upper realm and to find an opportunity to break through to the Nascent Soul, so I didn’t waste any time. A group of stuck puppets came to life instantly after receiving Chen Luo's order. They walked to the tripod with clear division of labor and removed the surrounding debris. One puppet even found a futon for him.

"good."

Chen Luo appreciatively patted the puppet who helped him find a futon.

He is worthy of being a spiritual puppet. In addition to his own tasks, he also has some subjective initiative and is of first-class quality. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't take them away, he would have packed these puppets into bags.

Sitting next to the three-legged tripod, Chen Luo closed his eyes and followed the method of Brother Changqing and began to use his skills to absorb the breath in the three-legged tripod.

A layer of light appeared on the surface of the three-legged cauldron, and the aura of endless years accumulated in the tripod flew out under Chen Luo's tug, turning into a three-color stream of light and rushing towards 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 majored in, allowing the three auras to improve at the same time, slowly moving towards the Nascent Soul realm. On the flawless golden elixir, there are more and more tiny lines, becoming more and more obvious.
When Chen Luo was in seclusion to absorb the breath of the tripod, deep in the tomb.

Qionghua Qi Zuyi sat on the edge of a big stone with tired eyes. Since the start of the 'Seven Stars Leading Tribulation', the seven of them have never rested. In addition to dealing with the catastrophe, they also have to deal with enemies that may appear at any time. The mechanisms in the tomb also exceed expectations.

The 'Dragon Tomb' that the seven of them spent nearly a thousand years exploring turned out to be just the entrance to another large tomb. The deviation of this scene caused changes in their plan. The Seven Stars succeeded in inducing tribulation, but they also failed.

The seven of them broke through halfway and caused the thunder tribulation, but they did not find the inner demon tribulation.

The longevity increased by 500 years, reaching 3500 years. Their strength has also improved, but whether it counts as a god or not, the seven of them have no reference and cannot judge.

"The Dragon Tomb guards the gate. The owner of this tomb didn't know what state he was in when he was alive."

"With this scale, I would even believe it if you say it's an immortal!"

Taiqing Patriarch's eyes were a little confused.

They have been searching for ten years, and still have not found a way to leave. Of those Nascent Souls who came in with them, they still don’t know how many are still alive. At first, these people were still thinking about fighting, but gradually they realized that they could not leave this place and could not replenish their energy, so they dispersed.

Everyone is looking for a way to survive.

"Keep looking. If you're lucky, you'll always find a crack to leave."

Ancestor Taihao took a deep breath, took out a few pills from the storage bag and swallowed them. For more than ten years, the seven of them have relied on themselves to resist, and they have used one less pill. The situation is the same for everyone else. If it were not for the firmness of Taoism, ordinary people would have gone crazy.

"Tell me, where did the owner of the tomb bury himself?"

Taixu Patriarch Gu He suddenly asked. (End of chapter)