I borrowed my brain from the Emperor

The strong men in Yunxian Island immediately noticed Chen Luo's whereabouts. Some people looked at Chen Luo in the air with curiosity, while others were alert. The leader of the Yun League, who was breaking the ban in the Ziqi Pavilion, also noticed this aura. Unlike others, the first reaction of the leader of the Yun League was that he was an enemy.

"They must be coming for the Blood Demon Secret Vault!"

The leader of the Yun Alliance walked out of the Ziqi Pavilion and blocked the gate.

"How can I let you take away what I have already obtained?"

The next moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and under the gaze of the crowd, the figure in the sky seemed to turn into starlight. One after another, spiritual weapons flew out of his body.

Three, five, ten.
It was not until the twenty-third piece that the light of the spiritual weapon stopped.

With so many top-grade spiritual weapons surrounding this person, the leader of the Yun Alliance suddenly froze in place, and the momentum that had just risen suddenly fell to the bottom.

"Are all the monks from the outside world so fierce?!"

The people of Baiyao Mountain who were hiding in the dark also noticed Chen Luo in mid-air. At first, they didn't pay much attention to it, until Chen Luo showed more than 20 top-grade spiritual weapons, they felt something was wrong, and all of them showed shocked expressions on their faces.

How could one person possibly carry so many spiritual weapons?

But Chen Luo in mid-air clearly had no intention of explaining the problem to them. He raised his right hand, and the surrounding starlight all lit up. Dense silk threads gathered together like a spider web, and finally turned into a long river like a waterfall that washed down.

boom! !

At this moment, all the magical powers and wonderful methods have become useless.

Crushing numbers is enough to solve everything.

Even the leader of the Cloud Alliance could only hold on for two more breaths before being hit by several spiritual weapons and falling to the ground in a mess. The black curtain that he used as his trump card was pierced into a sieve by a long sword on the spot.
A quarter of an hour later.

Chen Luo walked into the Ziqi Pavilion.

The leader of the Yun Alliance and three elders of the Yun Alliance followed behind with embarrassed looks on their faces.

If Chen Luo had not shown mercy just now, none of them would have survived.

After a tour in the Ziqi Pavilion, Chen Luo had a general understanding of the strength of the Yun League.

The Yun League was the strongest force in Guixu Sea. They obeyed the orders of the old monster Baishan and served Baishan. Nearly 70% of the resources collected were paid to Baishan. The resources left in the league were only enough to maintain the normal operation of the Yun League.

Through the leader of the Yun Alliance, Chen Luo learned more secrets of the Guixu Sea.

The Guixu tribe rose to prominence thanks to a genius disciple. This disciple created the Way of Objects and led the tribe from obscurity to the top, becoming a great immortal tribe. But in the records of the Yun League, this "genius" of the Guixu tribe was a disciple of Baishan. The old monster Baishan accepted a member of the Guixu tribe as his disciple and taught him the magic.

This led to the later development of the Guixu clan's artifact philosophy.

Now all the cultivators in Guixu Sea, whether from Yunmeng or Baiyao Mountain, are taking this path.

"Let's all go out."

"Yes."

After sending away the group of people led by the leader of the Yun Alliance, Chen Luo closed the door of the Ziqi Pavilion.

"Spread out and search."

This was where Qiuxue buried his treasure, but he himself didn't know where the entrance was. Too much time had passed, and many things had changed. Chen Luo, who had no clue, could only take out the talisman paper figurine from his sleeve.

Densely packed paper figurines scattered in all directions like locusts.

He began to search in the Ziqi Pavilion.

one day, two days
Until half a month later, Chen Luo still couldn't find the entrance to the Purple Qi Pavilion. The restriction that the leader of the Cloud Alliance had tried so hard to break was broken the day after Chen Luo arrived. However, the restriction did not contain the buried point of the "Opportunity to Become Immortal", but a practice method.

Chen Luo sensed the same aura from the White Wolf in this technique.

"The skills of the old monster Baishan."

Chen Luo took a quick look, and the white wolf in his external brain quickly recalled the corresponding memories.

"The fragment of the Hundred Weapons Technique, the technique brought down from the upper realm by the master"

Chen Luo understood immediately.

No wonder the old monster Baishan spread the "artifacts" in the Guixu tribe. It turns out that the root is here. This method of using experimental products to improve the practice is very common in the world of immortal cultivation. Many "children of destiny" who encounter adventures are guinea pigs raised by others.

He succeeded in changing his fate and provided cultivation experience to the old man behind the scenes.

If you fail, you will only have one more lonely grave in the mass grave.

Chen Luo had encountered this technique before when he was in Tiannan Region. The old monster Baishan had been teaching martial arts in this place for tens of thousands of years and had already modified this technique to perfection.

He has been missing for many years, and there is a high possibility that he is practicing this technique.

"Bring me some wood soul flowers."

After writing down the skills in his hand, Chen Luo whispered to the people outside.

The leader of the Yun Alliance and others who had been waiting outside responded quickly, and moments later, the spiritual materials that Chen Luo wanted were delivered.

“This should be the earliest ancient article.”

Chen Luo used his brain and began to try this technique.
The external brain progressed quickly. With the help of Brother Changqing, the corpse puppetry technique was initially completed. Chen Luo used the time he had left to practice to make use of the corpse of the White Wolf. After dozens of failures, he successfully "enlightened" the White Wolf. Unlike the puppets he had made before, the White Wolf's body was transformed from his own body.

After being enlightened to "resurrection", the white wolf quickly adapted to its own changes, and its strength only regressed a small realm. What surprised Chen Luo the most was that the white wolf had recovered some of its memories! He was able to read the remaining memories in the white wolf's brain, which was an ability that no puppet had ever possessed before.

The art of corpse puppetry has a bright future.

"Where is the White Mountain Monster?"

"I don't know. Ever since he received the inheritance from the Chou Immortal, Old Monster Baishan has gone into deep seclusion and has not appeared in all these years. Chou Xue thought his plan of 'hiding the truth' was successful, but he didn't know that he was a joke in front of the Lord. It's a good thing that Old Monster Baishan didn't come out of seclusion, otherwise he would have been captured by Old Monster Baishan to extract his soul and refine his spirit."

White Wolf's obsession is to protect everything of his master, so the memory of this part in his brain is very detailed.

It also saved Chen Luo a lot of trouble.

"Can we find him based on this memory?"

Chen Luo wanted to strike first, and now that he was in the initiative, he naturally had to look for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack. It would be best to solve all the problems at once, so that he could practice with peace of mind and prepare for the great heavenly tribulation that would follow.

"It's hard."

White Wolf shook his head.

"Old Monster Baishan hardly trusts anyone, even me, his pet."

After asking a few more questions and making sure that the remaining memories in the white wolf's brain were relatively intact, Chen Luo came up with a new idea.

"Go back and bring the resources from the mountain."

Since there is no way to find the old monster in Baishan, then we have to find a way to weaken him. Baishan has existed for so long, there must be a lot of resources on the mountain. The glass heart lamp in the hands of the three Tie brothers is the best evidence. It is definitely not safe to keep so many precious resources on the mountain.

Chen Luo is ready to help keep it.

I believe that Baishan Old Monster will definitely understand his painstaking efforts.

"it is good!"

After seeing off the white wolf, Chen Luo pushed the door and walked out.

He had already assigned the task of practicing the technique. During this period of time, Chen Luo planned to concentrate all the resources of Guixu Sea in his own hands, and then use the corpse-refining puppet technique to refine a few more puppets. It would be best to use the corpse of his second brother Zhao Qi, so that the chances of surviving the great calamity would be greatly improved.

Whoosh!
Just as Chen Luo was thinking about how to quickly collect resources, the communication talisman on his waist suddenly lit up.

"Fellow Daoist Huang Jin, the time has come. Don't forget our original agreement."

The voice of Old Man Fu from Bai Yao Mountain came from inside. Chen Luo then remembered that he had another cooperation with Bai Yao Mountain. The monsters from Bai Yao Mountain helped him a lot with the information about the tomb he needed before. The more than 20 Guixu brains on his body were all provided by the people from Bai Yao Mountain.

"Place."

Chen Luo simply replied with two words.

Soon, Old Man Fu gave feedback.

Chen Luo looked around and found that the location was very close to Ziqi Pavilion. He just needed support. Such a large force in Baiyao Mountain must not be wasted. He went over there to subdue them and help him do things together.

squeak
Funeral shop.

Bai Yao Mountain is indeed a place that does dirty work, and none of the hiding places they find are suitable for normal people.

The door to the house was filled with paper figures used for sacrifices, as well as some paper money unique to the Guixu people. Large pieces of white paper hangings were hung from the beams, drooping down like curtains.

Old Man Fu was sitting in the innermost room, with only three people left around him.

During the time when Chen Luo was away, the people in Baiyao Mountain were not idle. Rumors about them were often heard outside. Several geniuses of the Yun League were attacked and killed by them. The Yun League was troubled by them and was exhausted.

"Fellow Daoist is finally here? I thought you refused."

Seeing Chen Luo pushing the door open, Old Man Fu stood up immediately.

After the last incident, he had completely believed in Chen Luo's identity. Only someone who hated the Yun League as much as they did would be so reckless in Yunxian Island. The twenty or so grave information he gave represented more than twenty elders of the Yun League.

Having offended so many people at once, he is definitely not from the Yun Alliance.

"Our goal this time is to kill Shen Qianqiu and then break through the Ziqi Pavilion."

Bang!
Chen Luo closed the door casually. When his hand left the door, a layer of light restriction spread over and blocked the exit. Seeing this scene, the faces of the four people including Old Man Fu changed slightly, and they felt something was wrong.

"What does this mean, fellow Taoist?"

Old Man Fu stopped and his expression became alert.

"Deputy Mountain Master doesn't sound good. I want to be the Mountain Master."

Chen Luo was too lazy to beat around the bush with him. He had already conquered the Yun League. There was no need to waste time on the remaining mosquito leg of Baiyao Mountain. With his current strength, going straight to the point was the best option.

"Are you from the Cloud Alliance?"

Old Man Fu's hand flashed with inspiration, and he took out his own life-saving magic weapon. The three people behind him also quickly took out their magic weapons, and the four of them surrounded Chen Luo, blocking him in the middle. (End of this chapter)