Chapter 167 Fighting

Chen Luo began to recall the elementary corpse-raising method he had traded from the old ghost of the mummy. Chen Luo did not study much about the magical power of raising corpses. It was only because there were a few experts in this field in his external brain that he could save some trouble. Otherwise, even if he really got a Jindan corpse, he would not be able to raise a real zombie.

"First, blood sacrifice, then draw the corpse-controlling talisman to plant the soul."

According to the method, Chen Luo bit his fingertips and dripped blood on the eyebrows of the Jindan corpse, then condensed a small corpse-controlling talisman on the tip of his index finger and tapped it on the eyebrows together with the blood.

After the two forces merged, a vague connection was indeed formed between the Jindan corpse and him, but because the current Jindan corpse had not yet become a corpse evil, it could not move.

"Go down."

Chen Luo grabbed the corpse of the Jindan monk and threw it into the corpse-raising pit.

The Jindan corpse sank little by little along the water surface, and the rolling evil spirit began to flow into the heart of the Jindan corpse as if it had found its owner.

The most important part of the corpse evil is the corpse core, that is, the heart.

As long as the heart is condensed, the corpse will be cultivated.

After sinking the corpse into the cultivation land, Chen Luo was relieved. The whole process was smoother than he expected. The rest is to find a way to break through the middle stage of foundation building. The three kinds of elixirs in Elder An's obsession can just solve this problem.

There is also the practice method, which should also be started.

With the experience of breaking through the foundation building, Chen Luo naturally will not choose the worst blood elixir. If he wants to form an elixir, he will condense the best golden elixir!

After walking out of the formation, Chen Luo cast another spell.

Under the influence of the power of the spell, the formation slowly disappeared and finally merged with the surrounding swamp.

‘It’s a pity that I have only mastered three formations at present, and they are all first-level formations. Otherwise, I would have to have a second-level formation. ’

Looking at the formation that was gradually disappearing in front of him, a trace of regret flashed in Chen Luo’s eyes.

The knowledge of formations is too expensive. So far, he has not obtained it systematically. The only thing he got was the big gift package formation master brought by Elder An. He has inherited all the legacy. The few formation flags he used just now were made by that formation master.

He stayed there for two days.

After confirming that the corpse raising had officially started, Chen Luo left with peace of mind.

This place is the junction of Yinsha Forest and the corpse raising ground. It is not a good place for both sides, and no one will pay attention to it. Even if someone really came here by accident, they would not find the formation, not to mention that there is a corpse puppet that has been refined by him.

The smell of the dead body and the swamp is the same.

After leaving the corpse raising ground, Chen Luo returned to Yinsha Forest and left along the original route. The original plan was to go to the first gathering place of evil cultivators, inquire about the news of the third-level spiritual veins there, and purchase the spiritual materials needed to refine three second-level spiritual pills.

But some people didn't want to.

Half a day later, Chen Luo saw the Inn of This Life again.

This time the inn directly blocked the main road he left.

The wooden door of the inn was wide open, and the lanterns on both sides swayed gently, as if waving to him.

"Blocking the way?"

Chen Luo's face darkened.

When he chose to leave before, he had already shown that he didn't want to get involved in this trouble. Unexpectedly, the woman in the inn turned her eyes on him and wanted to test his depth.

"Guest, are you here to eat or stay?"

At the door, the owner of the Painting Demon suddenly appeared and looked at him with a smile.

Chen Luo stretched out one hand, and a worn-out magic sword appeared in his hand. The brain of the Tianjian Peak foundation-building cultivator in the external brain became active.

The sword energy gathered and swept across with one sword.

Facing such demons and monsters, sword cultivators are the simplest and most direct.

Bang!

The sword energy chopped on the door panel, and the Painting Demon owner standing at the door was chopped into two pieces on the spot, and the round head flew out from it. Chen Luo took a step forward, and his five fingers formed claws, grabbing the top of the Painting Demon owner's head.

'Unable to read. '

Another brainless one!

With a pinch of his fingers, the head of the proprietress of the painting demon was directly crushed under the effect of the Iron Body Skill, and the broken canvas flew everywhere.

Chen Luo no longer avoided it. The other party had come to his door, so why hesitate?

He also knew how to kill demons and exorcise monsters.

He walked forward and kicked the door.

There was only a "clang" sound, and the door exploded, and Chen Luo walked into the inn.

The inn that was bustling a few days ago has completely changed now. It is cold and dark inside, full of rotten wooden tables. The broken plates are crawling with spiders and mice, and the delicious food inside has turned into mud and stone. A group of skeletons sat at the table, like diners eating wine, motionless.

There were spider webs everywhere on the high platform in the corner, and a lot of dust fell down with a slight movement.

Chen Luo walked to the place where he and Ning Chenye sat that day.

This is the only clean place in the inn. Ning Chenye is lying on the table with a satisfied smile on his face. Chen Luo reached out and touched him, and found that the scholar had already hardened, and his body was as cold as ice.

"It seems that you didn't take Nie Xiaoqian's script."

Chen Luo's spiritual energy was circulating in his hands, and he was ready to burn Ning Chenye. This scholar has been dead for who knows how many years, and he has been played by the women in this inn over and over again. Every time he wakes up, he will go through the same old path.

In Chen Luo's opinion, no matter how big the grudge is, it should be settled.

Not to mention that this woman has offended him now.

"Sir, you are really impatient. We haven't opened yet."

The woman's voice sounded faintly.

Chen Luo felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if a woman covered in frost stood close to his back, and the cold air she spoke was spitted on him.

"Fire Curse!"

A scorching flame appeared on Chen Luo's body, and a strong pure yang flame burst out from him, spreading out in all directions without dead ends.

Boom! !

The terrifying magical flame directly burned all the tables and benches around into scorched earth, and the spider webs and skeleton guests were all set on fire. The floor under his feet was broken into pieces by this force, and a huge hole was blown out.

The woman who was talking behind him disappeared again.

And the unlucky scholar Ning Chenye disappeared with him.

Chen Luo was suspended in the inn, and his consciousness, which was almost in the late stage of foundation building, spread out without concealment, and began to scan the entire inn.

'Down there! '

A wave of evil energy emerged from below, and Chen Luo grabbed Elder An's seal of magic cultivation without saying a word and smashed it down.

The seal got bigger, mixed with the foundation-building magic power, and hit the black shadow fiercely.

With a loud bang, the air wave swept over, smashing the basement below into pieces, and countless old wine jars were smashed into pieces, and the rancid liquid flowed out of the jars.

Under the main hall was actually the wine storage room.

Chen Luo raised his hand, and the seal became smaller and returned to his hand. Looking down, there was nothing below except the huge pit smashed by the seal.

Ran away?

Chen Luo flew into the wine cellar.

Reaching out to pick up a piece of debris below, he sensed a faint evil fluctuation from the fragment. His seal just now still hit the opponent, but the opponent's magical power was different from his, and the seal's attack could not hurt the opponent's foundation.

'Yang Lei can be broken. '

In the external brain, the Jindan brain and the mummy brain gave feedback one after another.

They had dealt with similar things in their lifetime, and they instinctively had these thoughts after seeing them.

However, Chen Luo has never learned the magical power of Yang Lei.

There is no authentic Yang Lei inside the Shenhu Xianmen. He has inquired about the thunder method that costs thousands of spirit stones. It is a thunder-inducing technique, which has extremely high requirements for the weather. It is a useless magical power with too many restrictions.

Flying back to the ground, Chen Luo found that the places he had destroyed before began to recover.

The power of the fire curse was also eroded by the cold air and began to extinguish.

The woman in the dark left after testing him. It is unknown whether she was afraid of his strength or had other ideas. The two sides fought tentatively once, and then there was no movement.

Chen Luo walked to the table and helped Ning Chenye's body.

This scholar was also very strange, as if he had merged with the inn. The places that were burned by him before, now began to recover with the inn.

Chen Luo thought for a moment, stretched out his right hand and pressed on Ning Chenye's head.

'Unable to read. '

This result made Chen Luo look at Ning Chenye more.

There is only one kind of brain that he cannot read, that is, a ‘living person’. The other person’s brain is still functioning, so naturally there is no possibility that he can ‘shut it down’ and take it away.

“Interesting.”

Chen Luo walked out of the inn, and the wooden door that he had destroyed before was now restored. Even the dead proprietress stood by the door and greeted him with a smile.

“Sir, remember to come again next time.”

After the proprietress finished speaking, she opened the wooden door.

Chen Luo understood what the other party meant, and was ready to let him go.

He stopped at the door and looked back. The ‘lights’ inside the inn lit up again, and all the things burned by the fire curse returned to normal. The drinkers inside also started to play finger-guessing games and drink, and even the scholar Ning Chenye ‘came back to life’.

Everything returned to normal, and only the woman playing the zither sitting on the high platform looked at him.

The white gauze floated, revealing the appearance of the woman inside.

A pale ghost face, black hair draped over the shoulders, and scarlet eyes were staring at him coldly.

Chen Luo narrowed his eyes and took out a talisman from his storage bag. The aura of the thunder talisman inside began to dissipate.

‘Why do you have to make excuses, my husband? Do you think I am not satisfied?’

The sad song sounded again, and the cold wind blew.

The lanterns outside the inn swayed with a ‘creak’ and ‘creak’ sound. Chen Luo did not say a word and directly took out ten thunder and fire talismans and threw them out.

“Punishment!”

Boom! !

The ten thunder and fire talismans exploded at the same time, and the thunder and fire fell fiercely. However, when these attacks fell, they seemed to hit the phantom. After a wave of water waves, the inn and the women inside disappeared.

Only a huge deep pit was left at the original place.

“You ran fast.”

Chen Luo walked over and picked up a piece of bone in the deep pit. This thing was the last thing left by the other party, and he cut it off from the other party.

‘The evil spirit began to dissipate, and the influence of the power of the soul disappeared. ’

The brain of the Jindan stage gave feedback.

"Soul power"

Chen Luo remembered this tip and planned to find a place to strengthen his magical power in this area after leaving. Many of the evil cultivators' methods are related to soul power. When dealing with people like them, if the soul power is weak, they can't even detect where the enemy is.

Putting the bones into the storage bag, Chen Luo turned and walked out of the evil forest. When he was about to leave the evil forest, the strange singing behind him sounded again.

'Why can't you be rich and noble, and you can't be poor? Gold has a price, but love is priceless'

At the foot of the mountain not far away, another scholar with a bookcase on his back was walking towards this side.