Chapter 313 Immortal Immortal
Chen Luo flew down from the air, and the core-forming aura swept across the valley. In an instant, the energy of heaven and earth in the entire valley began to flow, and one after another translucent shadows looked towards him. Chen Luo opened his hand in mid-air, and violent thunder spread out from his palm.
Boom boom boom!
Yin thunder fell from the sky like an electric grid, sweeping across densely and chopping the shaking shadows below into powder. The rats that were foraging in the cracks in the rocks were also chopped into blackened pieces. Their bodies were smoking, their limbs were trembling, and they were constantly exuding the aroma of meat.
These shadows are all ghosts made by Xue Ning, dead objects attached to the ghost temple. Unless Chen Luo also seeks refuge in the ghost temple, these things will not obey his control. Xue Ning can't even use her brain because her body is already 'dead'.
There is no reason to keep things that cannot be used.
After the thunder passed, the place below suddenly became clear, and the shaking shadows disappeared. After falling to the ground, Chen Luo dispersed his consciousness.
"Innermost."
Xue Ning's mind emerged, and familiar scenes gave her the illusion of 'going home'. As Xue Ning's mind emerged, Chen Luo saw a completely different scene from before. The dilapidated abandoned temple disappeared, the sky turned gray-white, and the ruined temple became a gray-black building with raised eaves at the four corners. There were twisted yellow talismans on the sides, and red silk threads were connected to the eaves. The other end is at the spire at the top of the building. The yellow talismans that were supposed to be used to ward off evil were densely attached to these red silk threads, making them look particularly eerie.
‘Is this the ghost cultivator’s perspective? ’
It was the first time for Chen Luo to see this kind of perspective, which was very different from the induction of divine consciousness.
From the perspective of the ghost cultivator, Chen Luo saw a path that his spiritual consciousness could not detect. You can't walk on this road, you can only watch.
‘Ghosts build roads and can only enter by giving up their physical body. ’
‘It is not advisable for ghosts to cultivate the inferior vehicle. ’
The brain of the mummy and the brain of the inner demon ancestor both appeared. The attitude of these two towards ghost cultivators is different from others. The reason why ghost cultivators are able to run rampant in the Seven Kingdoms is because the Tiannan Region lacks the means to deal with them. If placed in the upper realm where the inheritance is complete, the ghost temple may have been suppressed as soon as it emerged. The truly completed inheritance of the immortal way is mysterious and unpredictable. Until the final immortal way, there will be no inheritance like the Tiannan Territory, where there is no inheritance of individual gods. .
"Is this how the Ghost Temple crosses the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain?"
Chen Luo pondered for a while and walked to the end.
Here is a collapsed palace with a broken stone platform in front. Chen Luo walked into the hall, and as soon as he entered, a circular formation appeared on the ground, and densely packed forbidden threads emerged from the air.
This place was where Xue Ning stored the loot from the Six Nations. Every day, low-level ghost cultivators would transport the looted items, and only a small amount was carried in the storage bag.
"The Shimen Yin-Yang Rotation Array has no birth control."
The hanged man's brain doesn't understand this formation, and neither does the restriction. But that didn't stop Chen Luo from using Xue Ning's brain to get in.
He broke through the restrictions one by one, and the places where he walked accurately landed on the birth gate of the formation, as if he had followed it thousands of times.
The sound of the heavy stone door.
A deep passage was revealed, and Chen Luo walked along the passage. Several restrictions and mechanisms appeared along the way, but they were all easily broken by 'Xue Ning' himself. These restrictions and formations were all arranged by herself, so it was naturally impossible for her to stumble.
In the square secret room, the corners are filled with densely packed spiritual stones.
Here, spiritual stones are randomly discarded in the corner like garbage. The cabinets on the side of the stone wall are all filled with precious materials, elixirs, magic talismans, and some exercises. The cabinets on the other side of the stone wall are filled with precious materials. There were bottles and jars filled with poisons snatched from the Nine Poison Valley and corpse puppets from the Corpse Raising Sect.
‘My corpse king! ’
The brain of the corpse-raising sect leader emerged. He recognized the contents of the coffin at a glance. It was the Corpse King that he had spent a lifetime refining.
"We have the materials to repair the Corpse King."
Chen Luo waved his sleeves and put all these things into his sleeves, and finally turned his attention to the painting hanging on the wall in front of him.
An ink painting.
The painting shows a dilapidated old temple. The temple is old and looks a bit like the Tushan Temple. There are two plaques hanging on the left and right. The writing on them is mottled and cannot be read clearly. The plaque directly above has the three characters "Eternal Life Temple" written on it. There is a black stone next to the temple with a few weeds growing on it. The right side is smooth and flat, with densely written scriptures written on it.
A figure wearing a monk's robe sat cross-legged on the stone. Although it was a still figure, it felt like he was preaching.
Hazy ghosts surrounded the audience below, and among the cracks between the stones, there were some insects listening. A centipede with half of its head sticking out was among them.
"Sutra of Bitter Sea"
Chen Luo saw clearly the name of the scripture.
‘What Ge Xian wrote is the supreme and wonderful method of Taoism. ’
Among the external brains, the mummy brain rarely gave an unprecedented evaluation. The moment it saw the scroll, the mummy brain automatically emerged with the corresponding memory. This made Chen Luo very surprised, and at the same time he made speculations about the origin of the national master of the thousand-year-old country.
"Could the centipede in the painting be the national master?"
Recalling the words that appeared most often in the ancient country of thousands of years, "The sea of suffering is boundless, turn back and you will find the shore", Chen Luo felt that this guess was correct. The centipede, like the old ancestor of the Heart Demon, came from the upper realm, and had extraordinary roots. No wonder it could occupy such a large area and compete with the seven ancestors of Qionghua.
'This is the technique. '
In his mind, the corresponding memory emerged in Xue Ning's brain. From the perspective of the ghost cultivator, the painting he saw was another scene, with no people or objects on it. It was a secret method of ghost cultivation that could be practiced and directly reach the Nascent Soul! Xue Ning knew this secret, so he joined the Ghost Temple and switched to this technique.
From this point of view, Xue Ning can be regarded as the descendant of the millennium centipede spirit. It is not surprising that the disciples of the "immortal" in the painting can practice the technique in the painting.
"Ghost cultivation technique?"
Chen Luo felt something was wrong.
The one who preached was an immortal from the upper realm. How could the technique passed down by the other party be limited to ghost cultivation? It must be the wrong direction. After putting away the scroll, Chen Luo looked at the other side. There was a purple bottle next to it.
There was some glass-colored liquid in it.
These liquids were the soul liquids that Xue Ning had used the Ghost Temple to refine over the years. For such a small bottle, he didn't know how many people he had killed to refine it. When he touched the bottle, he could sense the extremely cold breath coming from the bottle, and the cold touch directly touched his soul.
"The evil things of cultivation are harmful to the harmony of heaven, so I will bear this disaster."
Chen Luo put the bottle away with compassion.
Then he searched the secret room carefully again, and finally did not let go of the spiritual stones on the ground. He even scraped up the ground, rolled it into his sleeves, and then turned into a black light and returned to the Immortal Gate.
A few years later.
The seven countries were reshuffled, and most of the original royal families of the seven countries were killed by the Ghost Temple, leaving only the She Kingdom intact. Under the leadership of the Shenhu Immortal Gate, the seven countries officially reunited. The royal family of Sheguo reached the top and changed the country's name to "Cang", which means to unify the great country and face the sea to the north.
After the emperor of Cangguo ascended the throne, the first thing he did was to honor the leader of the Shenhu Immortal Gate, Wuwei Zhenren, as the "Great Immortal Master", and to confer Chen Luo as the "Eternal Immortal". The emperor called himself the disciple of the Zhenren.
After that, he ordered people to compile a large number of books to praise the legend of the "immortal".
As the only direct disciple of Wuwei Zhenren, Chen Luo is also a real-level strongman, so he is naturally the "core figure" of the legend. Under this propaganda effect, Heishan Village, where Chen Luo was "born", became a holy place. Countless literati and poets who were eager for the immortal way came here to get a taste of the immortal spirit. Now Heishan Village is no longer as poor as it used to be, and no one dares to collect taxes here. A large number of houses have been built outside the mountain, and many dignitaries have sent their children here, hoping that they can get the identity of a Heishan Village villager when they are born in the future.
In this way, joining the immortal gate will have additional preferential treatment, and those with a lower spiritual root qualification can stay on the mountain.
"Is this Black Mountain Village?"
Several figures flew down from the sky, looking at the barren mountain village in front of them, with a hint of doubt in their eyes. This place is very ordinary, with thin spiritual energy and a remote location. It has nothing to do with the 'Changsheng Zhenren'.
Five years have passed since the Ghost Cultivator Rebellion, and the seven countries' cultivation world has recovered in the past five years. The surviving cultivators returned to the sect and began to reorganize the order of the seven countries' cultivation world. With the Jindan ancestor Wuwei Zhenren, the order of the cultivation world will not change much.
As a Jindan cultivator, although Chen Luo is still a disciple of Wuwei Zhenren, his status is equal to that of the headmaster. The cultivators who have seen the rampage of ghost cultivators in the past know the strength of Chen Luo, the unknown 'Changsheng Zhenren', better than anyone else. He ended the rebellion of the ghost temple with his own strength and killed the enemy that the three Jindan ancestors could not solve together. It can be seen from the fact that the Emperor of Cang State named him the Immortal Immortal that in the eyes of the Cang State royal family, Chen Luo is the real immortal cultivator who has the hope of "immortality".
"Let's go in and take a look. Maybe there is something special inside."
A group of people walked into the village.
The once barren village has become a prosperous town after the development of the past few years. If it were not for the fear of destroying the original structure of Heishan Village, it is estimated that this place has been expanded into a city. In the world of immortal cultivation, building a city is not something unimaginable, and the speed of construction is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Several people walked into the village and found that the streets inside were very clean and many houses were newly built.
"There is a restaurant over there, go inside and ask."
The leader Lu Kuang retracted his consciousness and frowned slightly. He just sensed it and found that there were very few immortal cultivators in Heishan Village. Counting the five of them, there were only about twenty. Most of them were in the Qi Refining Realm, and there was only one person who was in the Foundation Establishment Realm.
"Be careful, the person who can kill Xue Ning must be extraordinary."
The middle-aged cultivator with the strongest spiritual awareness among the five people warned him through voice transmission.
The few people walked into the inn.
It was unexpectedly lively inside, full of guests, with a high platform in the middle. A person sat on a high stool and told the story of the battle between the 'Changsheng Zhenren' and the ghost cultivator. The scene of the fight was vivid, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.
Lu Kuang and the four brothers also listened for a while, but soon realized the problem.
The storyteller told the story in great detail, but the process was basically made up. He didn't even know the basic process of the immortal cultivators fighting. Many things were made up according to the fighting methods of warriors. (End of this chapter)