I borrowed my brain from the Emperor

More than 500 cyclones were like balloons floating behind him, with a translucent thread extending from the center. These threads were like tentacles connected to Chen Luo's back. From a distance, he looked like a demon god surrounded by 500 demons.

Gulu! !
As the medicinal power melted, the silk threads became visibly thicker and turned into materialized hoses. Groups of spiritual power flowed into Chen Luo's body along the "pipelines". In just a moment, his cultivation level improved significantly.

"There are too many poisons, and the impurities can only be used to refine poison."

'The frequencies of the third and nineteenth vortices of the technique are different, resulting in a spiritual conflict.'

'The effect of homogenized pills is weakened'

One question after another kept popping up in Chen Luo's mind, and then being "digested" by different brains. The accumulation of thousands of years for a normal cultivator was forcibly compressed into a few days by Chen Luo using special means.

hum! !

Finally, when reaching a certain critical point, the cultivation level broke through again.

The late stage of the tribulation!

After breaking through to the late stage of the Crossing Tribulation, the spiritual power required for cultivation became even more exaggerated, and the limit of the soul suddenly expanded into a "large warehouse", and the previously overflowing medicinal power was instantly absorbed. The busy more than 500 brains suddenly became very relaxed.

"continue!"

Chen Luo was too lazy to talk any more, and he waved his sleeves. The remaining 380 or so pills on the table next to him flew over at once.

Chen Luo opened his mouth and took a deep breath at the pill in the air.

A vortex of wind appeared in the room, sweeping up the pills in the room and instantly merging them all into his body.

The disappeared turquoise flame reappeared.

This time the range of the fire expanded by dozens of meters, burning all the walls of the secret room to black. The tables, chairs and benches nearby were all covered in it, emitting bursts of thick black smoke.

咕噜 咕噜
The 'vortex hose' behind him expanded again, reaching the width of an adult's arm, and the spiritual power surging inside became even more exaggerated. One after another, football-sized spiritual energy balls were transported through the 'hose' and poured into Chen Luo's body.

'The body temperature is too high and cannot bear it.'

'The meridians are damaged and cracks appear on the jade bones.'

'The soul's perception is confused.'

The chaotic voices echoed in Chen Luo's mind. He subconsciously opened his eyes and looked around the secret room. He found that the normal tables, chairs and benches were now irregularly distorted. The wooden table that previously held the elixir had now turned into a frog, staring at him with wide eyes. The elixir furnace had turned into a bald old man squatting on the ground, holding a pipe in his hand and smoking it intermittently.

The blue bricks on the wall turned into black eyes, which kept moving as if they were growing on a living person.

"What are you looking at!!"

When Chen Luo looked over, the old man from Danlu knocked his pipe to the ground and choked back the cigarette with his eyes wide open.

'My senses have been affected. What I see and what I hear are all imaginary products. Once I break through the realm, this distortion will be restored.'

Chen Luo closed his eyes and tried hard not to look at what was outside.

He took too many Life-Yearning Pills, which exceeded the upper limit of his soul's carrying capacity. Even his soul was affected, and he had confused cognition. This was not just a unique case for Chen Luo, but a common situation for cultivators in the Soul Refining Realm.

After a cultivator enters the second step, the focus of cultivation is on the spirit and soul. Chen Luo is in the last realm of the second step, the Tribulation Realm.

The four realms of spiritual refinement.

Transformation into spirit, return to emptiness, unity with the Tao and overcoming tribulation.

Among them, the practice in the Tribulation Realm is the most dangerous, but once you cross it, the cultivator will be promoted to a Mahayana cultivator. At that time, he will be half a step away from becoming an immortal, with the immortal spirit within him, and it will naturally be a different scene.

"I still have to let my brother take action."

Chen Luo's mind moved, and the brain of the Immortal Emperor Changqing slowly revived, and the aura around him also slowly changed. The aura that had originally reached the critical point actually became smoother after the brain of the Immortal Emperor Changqing took the initiative, and even the distorted senses returned to normal.

The emotions in his eyes faded visibly.

The person is still the same person, but after changing his brain, everything around him becomes very strange. The formation is full of flaws, inferior restrictions and inferior elixirs. The most important thing is the lack of emotions, anxiety, joy and other emotions are gradually fading away.

The whole person seems to have merged into the way of heaven and has become free of desires and demands.

hum!
As the spiritual power is refined, the realm is broken through.

The peak of tribulation!

After Chen Luo broke through this realm, an unprecedented sense of pleasure rose from his heart. The more than 500 whirlpools behind him were all retracted into his body, and his cultivation reached its peak at this moment.

Chen Luo stood up, and a mysterious feeling appeared in his heart. Under the perception of the Changqing Immortal Emperor's brain, he seemed to see a black passage.

“I think I can get through.”

Chen Luo raised his foot and took a step forward. In an instant, his body seemed to have turned into sand, and he walked out of the secret room. When he landed again, he was actually in another place. He was surrounded by familiar earthy yellow walls, and the oil lamps were silent, with the flames pointing upwards.

In the middle of the secret room of about ten square meters, a familiar dried corpse sat cross-legged. It was the dried corpse of the Immortal Emperor Changqing!
'This is... back?!'

Chen Luo was shocked, and the brain of the Evergreen Immortal Emperor fell silent, and the initiative returned to his hands again.

He took two quick steps and placed one hand on the corpse's brain.

‘After contact with the brain waves of a dead person, the damage degree is 7%. Do you want to read it? ’

A familiar interface appears.

This was a platform that Chen Luo had never set foot on before. After absorbing the gray energy in the brain, Chen Luo walked to the door of the tomb and pushed it with his hand, and the heavy stone door slowly opened.

A familiar scene came into view.

Outside was the Starry Tomb of the Immortal Emperor Changqing. He walked out of the latter part of the tomb. The barrier between the Sky Realm and the Emperor's Tomb was useless in front of the Immortal Emperor Changqing.

"It's not that he really came back, but his soul body."

Chen Luo stretched out his hand and sensed it, and soon found the problem. His physical body was still in the void, and it was only his soul that appeared in the emperor's tomb. This state was like a corpse-transmigrating immortal. With a thought, the soul could fly 108,000 miles.

"It saves me a lot of effort."

Chen Luo walked to the edge of the platform and began a new round of brain collection. After reaching the peak of the Tribulation, there are more platforms that can be entered. After spending half a day, Chen Luo collected hundreds of brains of the Evergreen Immortal Emperor.

At this point, Chen Luo already had more than half of the brains of the Evergreen Immortal Emperor, and nearly two-thirds of them were gathered on him. The gathering of so many brains made the Evergreen Immortal Emperor more and more complete. The mysterious pressure became more and more obvious, and the Dongtian Gourd hanging around his waist was full of surprise. In the Dongtian Gourd's perception, Chen Luo's aura was infinitely close to that of the Evergreen Immortal Emperor when he was alive.

Chen Luo's right hand stopped on a restriction, and golden patterns appeared on the palm of his hand.

This kind of imperial tomb restriction that everyone feared became extremely docile in Chen Luo's hands. Even if it was triggered, it would not hurt him, at most it would prohibit him from going deeper.

“It’s reached its limit.”

Chen Luo withdrew his right hand and did not move forward.

When he reached the edge of the platform, he raised his head and looked at the starry sky above.

The Emperor's Tomb can isolate the Heavenly Tribulation, which Chen Luo had verified a long time ago. But this isolation is not absolute. If Chen Luo actively invites the Tribulation, the Emperor's Tomb will not isolate the Tribulation Qi, but will attract the Heavenly Tribulation to help him break through.

It feels like a living thing, able to clearly distinguish between 'attack' and 'cultivation'.

"There's only one last bit left."

After taking a look at the floating platform outside, Chen Luoxu took a step, and with the help of the brain of the Immortal Emperor Changqing, his body turned into sand again. When he opened his eyes, he had returned to the void world. His soul returned to his body.

a few days later.

After recovering from his injuries, Chen Luo left Xifeng Cliff and found an empty area with no one around. He began to set up the formation. He took out all the magic tools he had obtained from Guixu Sea and placed them below as the foundation of the formation. Not only that, he also took out the chessboard, soul flags, and even the cave gourd.

He also pulled out several poisonous insects.

The enemy brothers and puppets all appeared at the edge, without a single one falling behind. Then came the talismans and restrictions.
This arrangement took more than half a month.

After Chen Luo finished setting up the formation and prohibitions, the whole valley changed. The originally dark and barren land was now full of rosy clouds, like a holy land of immortals. On the black river, some unconscious souls subconsciously moved towards this direction.

Chen Luo stood up, sensed the breath coming from afar, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Qi's puppet is back.

After several years, Zhao Qi finally returned from the Ghost Palace. From his condition, it can be seen that he did not suffer any harm during the trip to the Ghost Palace. Instead, his aura became stronger, and the immortal energy surrounding his body became purer.

"Come on, let me see the so-called great calamity!"

Chen Luo raised his hands, and the breath that had been suppressed for a long time was completely released. This breath was like a signal, instantly triggering the celestial phenomena.

Rumble.
Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning snakes shuttled through it. The pressure descended, and everything in the air was pressed back to the ground. The weeds crawled, the river was still, and even the space was distorted. The mutant scene that I saw when I was breaking through the peak of the tribulation appeared before my eyes again.

This time, it's not just Chen Luo that's distorted, but also the world of immortal cultivation.

The calamity force spread down from the sky, like a cage, covering Chen Luo and the surrounding area.

Chen Luo stood right below with his feet on the ground.

Flying is prohibited under the calamity clouds.

Click!

After the crisp sound, a crack appeared on the bluestone at the foot. The crack extended along the foot, spreading to the edge of the river, and the dark river water seeped in through the crack. The wandering soul stopped and subconsciously raised his dull face.

thunder!
Thunder fell from the sky.

The sky turned pure white at this moment (End of this chapter)