I borrowed my brain from the Emperor

Chapter 128 Limits and Testing Pills

Three years is not a short time for Chen Luo. From joining the Shenhu Immortal Sect to now, he has been practicing for almost five years. In five years, he walked the path that others took in fifty years.

Taking advantage of the relationship between the Rogue Cultivation Alliance, he and Zhu Jie's cultivation levels improved by leaps and bounds. With the assistance of a large number of spirit-building pills, they broke through two levels in a row and were directly promoted from the eleventh level of Qi refining to the thirteenth level of Qi refining, becoming the masters of Qi refining. A monk in the realm of Qi Perfection. Even senior brother Hu Qiudao, with the help of the pills he occasionally gave, broke through to the late stage of Qi refining and completely secured his position as the head of the Hu family.

This is the importance of resources. Without the support of massive amounts of elixirs, even if he had qualifications comparable to those of Tianling Root, it would still take him fifty years to reach the thirteenth level of Qi Refining. But with the resources, the time was suddenly shortened from fifty years to five years!

The land of wealth and law couple!

Wealth comes first.

There are some realms that can really be accumulated by relying on external resources.

The number of small aura snakes in the body has also reached one hundred, meeting the first condition for foundation building. Iron Body Kung Fu progresses from Xiaocheng to Dacheng. Although he has not gone out, his strength is several times stronger than three years ago. But after reaching this step, the growth of spiritual energy completely stopped.

Although he had taken a lot of explosive pills recently, the effect was so minimal that it could almost be ignored.

'The limit of Qi refining is to build the foundation. '

The seven Foundation Establishment Realm brains had the same idea.

After learning this, Chen Luo began to think about the refining of the Foundation Establishment Pill. The spiritual materials he bought from the royal family of She Kingdom three years ago are almost used. I have practiced a lot of different foundation-building pills, but the results are hard to describe.

Two of the alchemy furnaces were blown up.

Wanting to use other spiritual objects to refine the foundation-building pill is still a bit taken for granted at present. With the cognition of the deer demon brain and the wood-based brain, it is not possible to reach this step. Today's foundation-building elixir prescriptions in the world of immortality have evolved over thousands of years. Each medicinal ingredient has been tried by countless forerunners and finally determined to be a stable and reliable version.

Although the foundation-building elixir recipe given to him by the mummy old ghost is a little older, the core medicinal materials have not changed. A few improvements in the preparation and techniques do not affect the effect of the elixir itself.

These are the conclusions Chen Luo came to after refining several furnaces.

"I don't know when it will be finished."

Looking at the latest news in his hand, Chen Luo couldn't help but sigh.

There is still fighting at Shenhu Xianmen, and I don’t know when I can go back.

For Chen Luo, the easiest place to obtain foundation building resources is from the sect. He was different from Mo Wenjian. When he left, Master Wuwei said that as long as the sect survived this disaster, he could directly enter the inner gate when he returned.

As long as he becomes an inner disciple, he can redeem the spiritual materials he wants. The worst he could do was exchange the elixirs for his contribution. The elixirs he had accumulated in three years were enough to exchange for them. After all, what he wanted to replace was just one of the medicinal materials, not the complete Foundation Establishment Pill.

The risk of clearing the barrier without elixir is too high, and it is easy to damage the foundation. Chen Luo would not consider this plan until there was a better choice.

Recently, he has modified the 'Heart Demon Technique' taught by Master Wuwei. 'Heart Demon Jue' explains in detail what you need to pay attention to during the foundation building process. Especially when the foundation is being built, you must be selective in condensing your own foundation. Blindly building the foundation will only leave hidden dangers and cut off your own foundation. The road to alchemy.

"Mr. Chen, Butler Zhu is looking for you."

The voices of the disciples of the Sanxiu Alliance came from outside the door. The masked man is still guarding the gate. After Zhou Tianyang died, these masked men all became Zhu Jie's subordinates. They are still following Chen Luo and are responsible for running errands for him.

This masked man is not an immortal cultivator and has no spiritual roots.

There are the most such talents in the Loose Cultivator Alliance. They have seen the existence of immortal cultivators and are unwilling to return to the world of ordinary people.

"Let's go."

Chen Luo opened the door and walked out.

Outside the house, the carriage had already been hitched.

Chen Luo bent down and got into the carriage, looking at the masked man standing aside, he casually threw him a Qi-nourishing pill.

"Give it to you."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen." The masked man knelt on the ground gratefully.

For Chen Luo, the qi-nourishing pill he made at random fell into the hands of the masked man, and it was the magic pill that changed his destiny. Martial arts master is the limit for many warriors, but by following the immortal cultivators, they have the opportunity to break this limit and enter the level of grand master.

After martial arts reaches the Grand Master level, it can already pose a threat to the immortal cultivators in the first three levels of Qi refining. This is also the ultimate pursuit of the warriors of the Loose Cultivation Alliance.

Chen Luo didn't look at the masked man anymore. His storage bag was filled with several large gourds.

The other person was also very knowledgeable. After thanking him, he immediately got up and started driving.

The carriage drove slowly towards the 'Tingzhuyuan'. I heard that the name of Zhuyuan was changed by Zhujie after she arrived. She threw away the plaque of "Wen Dao Xiao Pavilion" left by Zhou Tianyang before, and she felt it was bad luck.

Green Bamboo Street.

The common people were busy in the cold wind, steam was coming out of the hot bun shop, and the owner of the bun shop was shouting. The blacksmith in the blacksmith shop not far away was beating the iron in his hand. The red stove radiated heat waves, dispersing a lot of the coldness of this severe winter.

Because of the high temperature around the blacksmith shop, a group of children gathered around the stove. These children were playing games at the door of the blacksmith shop with smiles on their faces.

Their world is very simple. As long as they are full, the rest is happiness.

The world of immortal cultivators.

Far away from them.

Chen Luo sat on the carriage and looked at the commotion outside the window.

Compared with the world of ordinary people, the world of immortal cultivators is a bit indifferent, like two pictures, two worlds.

"Is it approaching the New Year's Eve?"

Chen Luo suddenly asked.

The cold wind swept across and picked up the withered yellow leaves on the ground. People passing by were excited, tightened the collars around their necks, and continued to move forward.

"It's already the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month."

The masked man driving the car was stunned for a moment and responded quickly. He didn't expect Chen Luo to suddenly ask such a question.

In the eyes of ordinary people like them, immortal cultivators are immortal and will not change for decades or hundreds of years. His father's generation joined the Rogue Cultivator Alliance. He still remembers the one he saw when he was a child. Immortal Chang, she was so beautiful when she was young, and she is still so beautiful when she grows up.

Only he is slowly growing up and getting older.

Sometimes he thinks about it too.

What exactly is a spiritual root? Why don’t I have one?

The average lifespan of ordinary people in She Country is eighty years. For ordinary people, thirty or forty years is already nearly half of their lifespan. But for those who have entered Taoism and have a life span of 150 years, thirty years is not enough to change their appearance. This also gives many mortals an illusion.

Immortal cultivators live forever.

"Twenty-eight already?"

Chen Luo glanced at the scene going away behind him again and said no more. The masked man saw this and wisely closed his mouth.

The carriage drove through the long street and soon arrived at the 'Tingzhuyuan'. After Zhu Jie moved in, she renovated the hospital. She demolished all the rockery pavilions left by Zhou Tianyang and planted them into a bamboo forest. Three years later, a large area of ​​bamboo in the forest has grown and looks lush and beautiful.

"arrive."

The masked man got off the carriage and stood respectfully at the door.

There was no place for him to enter inside. Chen Luo didn't force himself, got off the carriage and walked in alone.

The disciples of the Loose Cultivator Alliance from Tingzhuyuan quickly came forward to greet him.

"Master Chen, Deacon Zhu is already waiting for you inside."

The person who spoke was a monk who had just joined the Taoist Cultivator Alliance.

With a level of Qi refining, he is considered a god among the warriors outside who have no spiritual roots. However, in front of people like Chen Luo and others, he is just an errand boy.

"Lead the way."

Chen Luo responded and followed this person into the courtyard.

After passing through the bamboo forest, the two came to a secluded courtyard.

"Ah...you bitches...I...ugh!!"

Before he even got close, he heard bursts of screams coming from the yard. Both the disciples of the Sanxiu Alliance and Chen Luo were used to it. They pushed the door open and walked in expressionlessly. As soon as they entered, they saw a corpse lying in the yard.

The corpse was in a miserable state of death, with all the skin scratched and scratched, and bleeding from the ears, nose, mouth, and eyes. The eyes were wide open and did not close until death.

"Didn't make it through?"

Chen Luo walked over and asked.

The dead bodies on the ground were all evil cultivators captured by the Rogue Cultivators Alliance for testing medicine and practicing martial arts. This kind of people are "materials" in the Rogue Cultivator Alliance, items sold with clearly marked prices. Chen Luo had refined a lot of 'Foundation-Building Pills' before, but because the effect was unstable, he asked Zhu Jie to buy some 'materials' from the Sanxiu Alliance to test the effect of the pills.

So far, the effect seems to be very good.

"Are you sure the pill you gave me wasn't poison pill?"

Zhujie looked at Chen Luo who walked in and asked with suspicion.

In the past six months, she has fed more than fifty people to death with poison pills. Even though the 'materials' in the alliance were cheap, she couldn't bear the death of so many people.

"Elixirs that are effective for our realm are not easy to refine. His sacrifice is worth it."

Chen Luo did not tell Zhu Jie that these pills were the 'Foundation-Building Pills' he was testing. The reputation of the Foundation-Building Pills was so great that it would easily attract unnecessary attention if word spread about them.

Chen Luo walked forward and squatted next to the body, and inspected it carefully.

The blood of the corpse was purple-black, and after flowing on the ground, it polluted the surrounding soil. Some black poisonous insects were secretly drinking the blood nearby. However, these poisonous insects could not withstand the poison in the blood. After taking two sips, they kicked their legs. .

So in addition to the dead bodies, there were also the bodies of more than a dozen centipedes and several cockroaches.

Why is it so toxic?

Chen Luo was a little confused.

During the refining process of the 'Foundation Establishment Pill', the medicinal materials he used were all non-toxic. When these non-toxic medicinal materials are combined together, theoretically speaking, the resulting elixir will have no effect at best, and it is absolutely impossible to have such high toxicity.

Unless there is something wrong with the pharmacological combination.

This problem is still something that even the deer demon's brain cannot detect.

"Did you find the reason?"

Zhujie also squatted down. She was not an alchemist and didn't understand the secrets inside.

Any of the four arts of cultivating immortals is a skill that is difficult for ordinary cultivators to master. Alchemists are like this. People with insufficient qualifications can exhaust the resources of a sect and still not be able to make a finished elixir, because the perception of medicinal properties and the manipulation of flames depend too much on talent.

"It should be a problem with the Ningshen Grass."

Chen Luo reached out and touched the corpse's forehead, and an invisible invisible energy poured into his arm.

'Those thieves of the Sanxiu Alliance, even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go. '

Ignoring the useless obsessions, Chen Luo read the information he wanted from these obsessions shortly after the other party's death. The elixir does not directly poison people after entering the mouth. It also played a role in promoting spiritual power at first, but later it turned to the twelve serious meridians and began to deteriorate.

What determines the efficacy of this part of the medicine is the Ningshen Grass, one of the main medicines of the Foundation Establishment Pill!

"Ningshencao? This medicine is not easy to buy."

Zhujie frowned.

Although she didn't know how to prepare the Foundation Establishment Pill, she knew the price of the elixir. In the market, the price of Ningshen Grass is extremely expensive, and the three major sects control the spiritual materials. Even if ordinary cultivators want to buy it, they have no way to buy it.

There is no such herb in their Sanxiu Alliance.

"Do I have to use Ningshen Grass? Isn't there any other substitute?" Zhu Jie couldn't help but ask.

"This is the effect of the substitution."

Chen Luo pointed to the body on the ground.

The other party's useless brain was scattered after he read it. At this level, an ordinary brain has no meaning to him.

"trouble."

Zhujie sighed.

"I'll ask the brothers in the alliance to help me think of a solution, but you'd better not have too much hope. Ningshen grass is a herb controlled by the three major sects. Even we may not be able to get it."

"Pay attention and take a look. It would be best if you have it. It doesn't matter if you don't have it."

Chen Luo didn't force it.

He has roughly figured it out now. The three major sects are not only stuck in the knowledge related to the Foundation Establishment Pill, but also the core main medicine in it. No wonder there are so few casual cultivators outside who have successfully built foundations, and the roots have been cut off by one person.

After saying goodbye to Zhujie, Chen Luo turned around and went to the mass grave outside Mushan City.

The mummy has slept long enough and it's time to wake him up.

Chen Luo remembered that he still had a recipe for the Foundation Establishment Pill in his hand, but it only lacked the main ingredient. Listening to what he meant, the last one was that he still had clues.

(End of this chapter)