I borrowed my brain from the Emperor

Chapter 109 Acquaintance

Black pine forest.

Chen Luo sat in front of a cave to rest.

He has been running away ever since he killed Sanxiu Wanming that day. Relying on the obsession left by Wan Ming during his lifetime, he successfully avoided several key hunting points. He also successfully took away some resources left by Wan Ming during his lifetime and regained some blood.

It's just that obsession is just obsession after all, not a complete memory.

Two days ago, Chen Luo encountered a battle in the Black Pine Forest. Three casual cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining almost capsized his boat in the ditch.

It also allowed him to see how ferocious the casual cultivators were in fighting.

Many of their skills were learned in the process of fighting, and they are two completely different systems from what the Shenhu Immortal Sect learned.

"Those people just now must have something valuable on them. It's a pity."

A trace of regret flashed in Chen Luo's eyes.

After a short rest, he got up again and fled towards the south.

Although he has never met the enemy who was chasing him, the brains of the two foundation-building monks have been giving him early warnings, and even the brains of the mummies have given feedback.

Danger!

In this case, Chen Luo didn't dare to stay in one place for a long time.

Follow the river all the way south.

After walking for about half a day, the sky became gloomy.

The rainy season has entered in the south.

Chen Luo knitted a coir raincoat for himself out of bamboo and continued to move forward in the heavy rain.

The appearance of heavy rain washed away the traces of his escape. In the rain, he could clearly feel that the tracking aura behind him had become weaker. One of the two foundation-building brains no longer warns.

After running away for so long, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

“It’s spring rain!!”

On the distant hillside, the joyful voices of the farmers in Changnan country spread far away.

Chen Luo was like a ghost in the rain, walking on the leaves. Hearing the sound, he looked back and saw that there was a small village over there, with several acres of paddy fields at the entrance of the village, and an old farmer was standing in the water shouting. The young farmer and his wife next to him are bending over to plant seedlings. The scene is like poetry and painting.

Stepping on the leaves, Chen Luo rested for a moment.

He took out a Qi-nourishing pill and drank it to replenish his consumption.

Then he regained his composure, figured out the direction, and continued to run away.

In the process, he used the brain of Wan Ming, a casual cultivator, to control his own aura. The method of condensing one's breath comes from Sanxiu Wanming's mind. I don’t know if all casual cultivators are so cautious. Even if they are dead, they still retain the habit of hiding their aura in their minds.

About two hours after Chen Luo left.

A young man wearing black clothes and carrying a black-haired zombie appeared at the mountain pass. The breath has faded since arriving here. After being washed away by the rain, the breath can no longer be sensed at all. Even the nose of the black-haired zombie can't smell it.

"Can't sense it anymore."

The disciples of the Corpse Raising Sect stood on the edge of the dirt, looking a little ugly.

He chased her all the way, and recently he had smelled the other person's scent. As a result, when I rushed over, I still only saw the bodies of three killed casual cultivators. The disciple of the Shenhu Immortal Sect seemed to be able to see his position, but it was a little closer every time.

After chasing for several days, he didn't even see what the other party looked like.

"Don't let me meet you."

The Corpse Raising Sect disciple raised his hand and took a picture of the tree trunk next to him.

The dark poisonous palm corroded through the tree trunk in an instant, and the dark poisonous gas eroded and spread, emitting white smoke. In the blink of an eye, the tree trunk was corroded away, and the trees above fell sideways with a roar.

This is the 'Corpse Poison Hand', the unique magical power of the Corpse Raising Sect.

This disciple can practice the corpse poison hand to this extent, and his status in the Corpse Raising Sect is definitely not low.

Half a month later.

Chen Luo successfully escaped from the blockade of the two sects, found a remote Xiaofang City on the edge of Changnan Kingdom, paid the spirit stone and boarded the cross-region flying boat.

After many twists and turns, we finally arrived at the border of luxury country.

But when he finally arrived in Luxury Country, Chen Luo didn't know how to leave.

Master Wuwei had not been down the mountain for who knows how many years. When Chen Luo arrived at the place he mentioned, he found that this was not Beijiang Village at all, but a place called Mushan City.

Chen Luo asked many people here, but no one had heard of Beijiang Village.

Unwilling to be reconciled, he went to the City Lord's Mansion again and looked through all the files in the City Lord's Mansion.

The result is still the same.

Beijiang Village does not exist at all. The archives of what happened more than two hundred years ago cannot be found.

There is one in Beigou Village, but there are no Qi families there.

"Could I have remembered the wrong place?"

Chen Luo stood in Mushan City, not knowing what to do next.

Chaos has begun at Shenhu Xianmen, and it is impossible for him to ask at this time. He can only take a step at a time.

He must find someone. If he really can't, go to the Sheguo Palace and ask someone from the royal family to help him find him.

As a master of the ninth level of Qi training, he still has this confidence.

"Junior Brother Chen?!"

A voice sounded.

Chen Luo was also a little surprised. When he turned around, he saw an acquaintance.

"Senior Brother Hu?"

The person who came was none other than Senior Brother Hu Qiudao Hu who took him, Huang Ying and others up the mountain when he first started! Last year, Hu Qiudao went down the mountain. At that time, Chen Luo was busy earning spiritual stones and did not send him off. He didn't want to meet him here again after going around in a circle.

"It's really you! Why did you come to Mushan City?" Hu Qiudao said with surprise on his face.

Only then did Chen Luo see that Hu Qiudao was accompanied by two women besides himself.

This senior brother who used to pick up newcomers on the mountain became the master of a wealthy family after he came to the mortal world. Judging from the attire of these two women, they should be Hu Qiudao's family members.

"This is my wife Junru, and this is her sister Junya."

Sensing Chen Luo's gaze, Hu Qiudao introduced the two of them with a smile.

When talking about his sister-in-law Junya, he even touched Chen Luo. That mean expression reminded him of his experience when he called him "senior" when he first went public and was asked a question in return.

This guy is still so mean.

"It turns out to be my sister-in-law and Miss Junya."

Chen Luo smiled and said hello.

Meeting familiar people suddenly in a strange place still feels very friendly. Especially when they were in the mountains, Hu Qiudao had a pretty good relationship with him.

"I've seen the immortal."

Jun Ru and Jun Ya bowed to Chen Luo cautiously.

Both of them knew Hu Qiudao's identity, and naturally they also knew what his junior brother meant. Although in the world of immortality, the Divine Lake Immortal Sect is in turmoil, in the mortal world, the Divine Lake Immortal Sect is still the dominant one. Before the sect is completely defeated, this kind of influence will not spread to the world of ordinary people.

"Why did you come to Mushan City? You are not from our side too, are you?"

Hu Qiudao waved his hand, signaling the two of them to leave first.

After not seeing each other for more than a year, Hu Qiudao took Chen Luo to a restaurant and ordered a table full of delicious food and wine.

Chen Luo briefly described the task assigned to him by Master Wuwei.

"Beijiang Village" Hearing this name, Hu Qiudao started to think about it.

"Senior brother, have you heard of it?"

Chen Luo perked up upon seeing this.

Originally, he had given up all hope, but he didn't expect the clues to come to him. There is really no way out, but there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers! Compared to the mortal world, immortal cultivators have the most accurate information.

"There was indeed such a place, but it was more than two hundred years ago."

Hu Qiudao really knew such a place.

He also heard it from his family elders, but he couldn't remember the specific details.

Hu Qiudao's family is a local immortal cultivating family, and the patriarch is a strong man who has perfected his Qi refining skills. In Mushan City, he can basically be regarded as a well-deserved local emperor, and his words are more effective than the emperor.

After having the clues, Chen Luo naturally did not waste any more time. He pulled Hu Qiudao and asked him to take him to Beijiang Village.

At Chen Luo's request, the two of them hurried back to Hu's house after eating half of the food and wine.

The current head of the Hu family is Hu Qiudao's grandfather, a monk who has perfected his Qi practice.

The visit of Chen Luo, a formal disciple of the Immortal Sect, alarmed the entire Hu family. The middle door was opened to greet him solemnly, both inside and outside. This also gave Chen Luo a clearer understanding of the identity of the Xianmen disciples.

Especially in the realm of the Three Kingdoms, the disciples of the Shenhu Immortal Sect are like their masters. Everyone must bow their heads when they see the disciples of the Shenhu Immortal Sect.

"The clues about Beijiang Village are indeed recorded. I beg you, please take this distinguished guest to the study to look for them."

After hearing Chen Luo's intention, the head of the Hu family immediately asked Hu Qiudao to take him to the study.

The Hu family's study room was larger than Chen Luo expected.

The two searched inside for a long time and finally found the clue they wanted.

'Beijiang Village is the predecessor of the Xishan District of Mushan City. Two hundred years ago, there was a famine, and the imperial court provided disaster relief. Later, five nearby villages were merged into one town, named Xishan Town, and then the three towns were merged and named Mushan City. Xishan Town became Xishan District. '

"There was also a famine. It's been so long and I don't know if anyone has survived."

Chen Luo thought of Master Wuwei in his mind.

He didn't know what the connection between Master Wuwei and this Beijiang Village was, but it was certainly not easy for him to remember things that happened over two hundred years ago. To this end, he also sent a painting and a foundation-building insight, which was not a low price.

"It's been two hundred years, so it's really difficult to find it." Hu Qiudao also saw the file.

"You will most likely fail in this mission."

He was not very optimistic about Chen Luo's mission.

There is no time to cultivate immortality.

When he was in the sect, he also performed many similar tasks. Those foundation-building elders live to be five hundred years old. To ordinary people, they are like immortal immortals who are always there. These people occasionally think of some mortal relatives and will issue some similar small tasks.

Some of these tasks can find people, and some can't even find places.

More than two hundred years is too long for the world of ordinary people. Based on the average lifespan of the people in She country, three generations have passed away.

"I'll go take a look first."

Chen Luo didn't have a good idea. It was rare to find a clue, so he had to go and investigate to feel relieved.

In particular, it also involves foundation-building inheritance.

Taking the clues he needed, Chen Luo went to the front hall in person to thank Hu Qiudao's grandfather. The only strong man in the Hu family who had perfected Qi refining, he was very polite when facing Chen Luo, and didn't turn around until he was sent to the door. Go back to the house.

"Please, your junior brother is not simple."

Inside the room, the old man said to Hu Qiudao.

A person who can create a family of immortals naturally has good eyesight. He could see Chen Luo's cultivation level as early as the first time he walked in the door.

Ninth level of Qi refining!

According to Hu Qiudao, Chen Luo had only been in the industry for a little over a year. Geniuses who can reach the ninth level of Qi training in more than a year are very likely to succeed in building a foundation in the future.

It is natural to make friends with such people in advance.

"What's not simple?"

Hu Qiudao was a little unresponsive.

His cultivation level was still at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and he couldn't tell the depth of Chen Luo. He just thought he was hiding his cultivation level.

"It'll be fine from now on, just walk around with him more and bond with him."

The old man looked at his grandson and couldn't help but sigh.

Hu Qiudao's qualifications are neither good nor bad.

Medium four spiritual roots.

There was hope that such qualifications could remain within the Immortal Sect, but Hu Qiudao failed. He didn't earn many resources when he was in the sect. I was busy with tasks every day, so that at the end of three years, I was still in the middle stage of Qi refining. This is also the norm for most immortal cultivators. Not everyone can earn so many resources easily like Huang Ying with the support of Chen Luo and Senior Sister Shen.

The levels from the middle stage of Qi refining to the late stage of Qi refining are not so easy to break through.

There are many people who have been on the card for ten years.

After leaving the Hu family, Chen Luo went directly to Xishan District.

The streets here are very wide and very clean.

It's just not very popular, and the two rows of streets are deserted. When Chen Luo came over, a shop owner was sitting at the door of his shop and yawning. There is a birdcage hanging on the eaves next to it, and it is chirping. It can be said that the days are quite leisurely.

Chen Luo walked around and saw no one, so he came to the door of the store and asked the boss.

"Store, I want to ask you about someone."

"do not know."

The boss shook the recliner and replied without even listening.

"Ten taels of silver."

Chen Luo took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and placed it on the table next to him.

These things were all taken from Sanxiu Wanming's treasure spot, and he had plenty of them.

'Silver, silver, there is silver'

The bird in the birdcage nearby screamed excitedly.

"Excuse me, sir!"

Hearing the sound of silver, the shop owner, who was dozing off one second, rolled over from his chair like a corpse the next.

Putting the silver into his arms, the expression on his face turned into a flattering smile.

"Have you heard of Beijiang Village?"

"Have not heard."

For the sake of money, the store owner thought carefully about it for a long time before he replied seriously.

"Have you heard of the name Qi Boyun? Qi Tong's Qi." Chen Luo asked the information he wanted to find out.

The name Qi Boyun was what he saw in the Hu family's study.

But that’s all the records recorded in the Hu family’s study room. After all, it's not an important family, so finding a name is considered lucky.

"Qi Boyun"

The store owner thought for a moment, pointed to an old house on the left, and said.

"I've heard of a man named Qi Boyun. His last name doesn't match, but you can go over and ask. His home is over there."

(End of this chapter)