I borrowed my brain from the Emperor

This talent that can supplement the power of the soul can make Shen Lin far surpass others in the second step of cultivation. This is the qualification at the level of soul refining, and only the powerful who have completed the nine steps of soul refining can recognize this physique.

When Chen Luo was practicing and training his disciples with peace of mind.

Another ship arrived at the dock in Xiachuan County. Unlike the previous merchant ship, this ship was bigger, with a bow like a dragon and strange patterns carved all over the hull. When the big ship approached, all the ships on the dock subconsciously moved away.

As if afraid of it.

This boat has soul!
Two martial artists dressed in black jumped off the boat. Behind them stood two rows of young martial artists on the deck. They stood in the boat like soldiers, their feet seemed to have taken root. No matter how the boat swayed, they did not move at all.

"Finally found some clues."

The leading martial artist walked down from the boat, his eyes fixed on the stone steps that had been smashed by the coffin not long ago. The woman in black beside him walked over and stretched out her index finger to pick up some dust from the broken stone.

bass!
A ball of blue flame appeared at his fingertips and quickly burned all the stone fragments, leaving only a flickering breath.

This is the smell of a corpse!
"Bring the people up."

The female martial artist crushed the aura in her hand and shouted coldly.

Soon someone dragged a bruised and battered figure off the boat. The figure was covered in blood, and his breath was weak. Even the circulation of spiritual energy in his body had been cut off.

"Is this the place?"

The female warrior spread out her palms, and the aura that she had crushed before reappeared like flames.

"Hey! It's right here. Go in if you have the guts."

The man covered in wounds saw this breath, and his expression suddenly became crazy. This man was called Lai Shu, the most famous tomb robber in the Ancient God Sect, and he was in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. Lai Shu was originally just an ordinary casual cultivator. During an adventure in exploring the ruins, he obtained a technique, and from then on, he was unstoppable. With the means of tomb robbing, he obtained a large amount of resources, and he sang all the way until he cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage.

For a casual cultivator to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage can already be considered a legend.

Lai Shu thought so too, so he chose to establish a sect and become the ancestor himself. Similar small sects are numerous in the territory of the Ancient God Sect. If Lai Shu can persist, he can become a legend. It's a pity that it's hard to change one's nature. After being the ancestor for more than a hundred years, Lai Shu's old habits came back again.

When the sect's resources were exhausted, he returned to his old job and started a new round of grave digging. Unexpectedly, he hit a wall this time and dug up the grave of an ancestor of the Huashen family.

Then comes the chase.

The sect that Lai Shu had spent hundreds of years to build was razed to the ground by the Huashen family, and he himself was hunted down and killed. At the moment of despair, he met two noble people.

To be precise, one person and one turtle.

These two people pulled him back from the brink of death and accepted him as their disciple. After that, he began to serve these two seniors, with Master Turtle calculating the graves and he being responsible for digging.

The excavation took three years.

In three years, Lai Shu dug more than a hundred graves. Many of the owners of these graves were famous people in the world of immortal cultivation, and some of them still had relatives alive. At the beginning, no one paid attention to it, but as the crimes became more frequent, Lai Shu and the tomb-robbing turtle were discovered.

They spent half a year planning this ambush. In order to deceive the cunning tomb-robbing turtle, they also invited people from the Tianji family. It was with this trick that they caught the thief, but unfortunately the tomb-robbing turtle escaped.

"I would have gone in even if you hadn't told me."

Female martial artist Yuwen Ling threw Lai Shu aside, and after making sure that she was in the right place, she was ready to catch someone. These unscrupulous tomb robbers actually dug up her great-grandfather's grave, simply not taking the Yuwen family seriously. This time when she went out, the ancestor gave her a death order, asking her to capture the mastermind and bring him back to the Yuwen family to sacrifice him alive in front of the grave!

"Let me do it."

The male martial artist in front stopped Yu Wenling's actions and walked to the door.

Like Yuwen Ling, the male martial artist's ancestor was also dug up, and the one dug up in his family was the third generation ancestor. This person is very important to the male martial artist's family, especially the skills buried with the bones, which are the core of their Ding family and involve the most core secrets of their Ding family's body training skills.

So no matter what, he would not let Yuwen Ling take the person away, because the order he received was to leave no one alive.

In addition to the two of them, there were several other families whose ancestral graves were dug up by this group of tomb robbers. However, those people went to chase the tomb-robbing turtle, and only the two of them arrived here first.

Ding Jian raised his hand, and ripples of fist power exploded in his palm.

boom! !

The wooden door collapsed, revealing a huge hole. Ding Jian walked in first, and Yu Wenling followed quickly after seeing this.

Both of them are the current rulers of the family, and are powerful men in the middle stage of the Earth-type Divine Transformation.

They caught the Rat with their own hands, and they also fought against the escaped Grave Robber Turtle, who was a powerful Divine Transformation expert like them. The mastermind who could subdue these two people must have a high level of cultivation. At least he must be in the middle stage of Divine Transformation, or even in the late stage of Divine Transformation.

If it was the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation, it would be fine, Ding Jian and Yu Wenling would be able to deal with it. But if it was the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation, the two of them would need to join forces.

"Array?!"

After taking just two steps, they felt something was wrong.

The courtyard that was originally clear from the outside was strangely magnified dozens of times after entering. The rockery and pavilions inside became extremely complicated. The lanterns hanging on the corridor seemed to come alive. The maids on the canvas looked at them strangely, which made people feel creepy.

"If you come here uninvited, you are a thief and you should be killed."

Before the two could speak, a row of figures in black servant uniforms suddenly jumped out from the darkness of the corridor. These people were holding blood-red long swords in their hands, and their speed was as fast as lightning. Before they finished speaking, they had already reached the middle of the corridor. Dozens of blood-red long swords chopped down densely like a sword array.

"Little tricks!"

Ding Jian shouted loudly, and a fierce aura burst out from his body. The shadow of a python several tens of meters long appeared beside him, and its thick scales kept flipping, blocking the bloody long sword outside.

After a series of clinking sounds, all the bloody swords fell into the air.

"Python power."

Ding Jianjian turned his hand over, his five fingers formed into claws, and he grabbed forward fiercely. The python's body instantly spread out, and its tail swept away all the figures surrounding them like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves. The powerful force smashed all the surrounding corridors and rockery into powder.

The rubble exploded, and the ripples swept back and forth like a python's tail, creating a water-like wavy vacuum zone around the two people.

The power dissipated, the python shadow disappeared, and the scattered power waved like a whirlpool and returned to Ding Jian's body.

There were also some miscellaneous items rolled back in. One of the round objects rolled from the outside to the inside and hit Ding Jian's calf.

"puppet?!!"

Looking at the wooden head rolling to their feet, both of them felt a bad feeling in their hearts.

When did tomb robbers become so greedy?
There are puppets and formations, how can we fight? If you have the strength, why don't you just go and rob? It's not like losing your ancestors is something that can't be discussed.

Similar thoughts popped up in the minds of the two people at the same time. If they had known that the person behind the scenes had such ability, they would definitely not have taken the initiative to approach him.

"It seems like I'm in big trouble."

A trace of cold sweat appeared on Ding Jian's forehead.

Puppet master and formation master, even the ancestors of their Ding family would not dare to provoke such people. The same is true for Yu Wenling next to him. The situation got out of control from the moment he entered the door.

"Get out of here first!"

The two people who sensed the danger decisively chose to retreat.

Half a minute later, the two of them looked at the same scene around them, and the cold sweat on their foreheads became more and more obvious. They had tried to break the formation with brute force just now, but failed.

This formation was like a living thing. No matter how many times they destroyed it, it would recover quickly. This recovery speed was not something that ordinary formation masters could achieve.

"Senior, we have no ill intentions."

Yuwen Ling gave up trying to escape and spoke loudly to those around her.

She believed that the senior would be able to hear it, because she herself was also a formation master, although only at the second level, but she knew better than anyone how terrifying formation masters were.

"Did you guys hurt the rat?"

A voice suddenly sounded. The moment they heard the voice, the expressions of both of them changed. Ding Jian recovered immediately, his eyes flashed, and he thought of a good idea.

"I can compensate you, Senior."

"me too."

Yuwen Ling also reacted.

A master who is proficient in formations and puppets is of infinite value to a family like theirs. In comparison, the "trivial matter" of the ancestors being poached can be ignored. As long as the cooperation is good, the subsequent losses can be compensated.

boom! !

Before they could wait for any follow-up response, they suddenly felt a loud bang coming from outside.

Then a flaming turtle fell from the sky and slammed into the formation. The collision made a loud noise, lighting up the sky of Xiachuan County. Circles of circular formations lit up from the ground, and complex formation patterns flowed in the golden veins, forming a layered compound formation.

Trapped, killed, illusion, dead, extinct
All the imaginable formations appeared outside at this moment. Such a big move shocked Ding Jian and Yu Wenling who were trapped in the formation.

Fourth-level formation.

All of them are fourth-order formations! Under the wrapping of these fourth-order formations, the entire Xiachuan County is like a tortoise shell, protected inside and not affected by the outside world at all.

"So many formations? How many resources do they require?"

"Could it be some Taoist senior who lives in seclusion?"

Both of them were Divine Transformation cultivators who were in charge of a family. Naturally, their vision was not comparable to that of a casual cultivator. They could tell at a glance the cost of the formation outside.

"After hiding for three years, I finally found you."

With one foot on the air above the formation, the Ancient God Sect cultivator in black looked down with a grim expression. This person was the Ancient God Sect cultivator who had recruited people to join the group in the market before.

"The little mouse that escaped from the Star Gate!" (End of this chapter)