Chapter 417 Tripod

"Brother, come out and see where your burial place is. How to get there."

Chen Luo retracted his palm and called on Brother Changqing's brain.

'Go straight. '

Brother Changqing's brain gave a very simple response.

If someone else came here, they might have to calculate the direction and guard against the possible imperial tomb array. But for Brother Changqing, this is his lair, and everything is arranged by him personally. Even with a broken brain, he will not forget his instincts.

There is only one real entrance, and other places are arrays.

Chen Luo followed the direction pointed by Brother Changqing and walked along the dark wasteland.

After walking for about half a day, the scene on both sides hardly changed. If it weren't for the subtle changes around him, Chen Luo would have thought he had been standing still.

Half a day later, Chen Luo walked out of the wasteland.

There was a small village in front.

There were still people living in the village. I thought they were secluded residents, but when I got closer, I found that they were a group of puppets, puppets guarding the tomb. They are like the tomb objects of the emperor's mausoleum, mass-produced and in large quantities.

A row of puppets stood neatly at this intersection.

To enter the real Immortal Emperor's Mausoleum, you must pass through here.

Chen Luo saw a lot of traces of fighting here, and there were two recently dead bodies hanging on the flagpole next to him. These two people were strong men who broke in from Tiannan Territory. Chen Luo saw an acquaintance among these two bodies.

The Lord of the Ghost Temple!

Another familiar face.

No matter how many calculations and plots they have. In front of a tomb of the level of the Immortal Emperor's Mausoleum, they are as weak as ordinary people. These puppets are not human beings. They have some unnecessary emotions and will be deceived and shaken. They exist for only one purpose, which is to guard this place. All those who want to break through are their enemies.

"Mortals are forbidden to go, and the imperial mausoleum cannot be desecrated"

Sensing the breath of Chen Luo approaching, a puppet revived, the stone color on his body faded a little, and two flames emerged from his eye sockets. A fierce aura belonging to the battlefield emanated from the puppet. He drew out his sword and said in a deep voice.

Chen Luo stopped.

He didn't know the level of this puppet, but judging from the miserable state of the Ghost Temple Master, it must be difficult to deal with. It's not possible to force it. The Qionghua Seven Ancestors have the Ghost Temple Master and another person as a scapegoat, but Chen Luo doesn't.

Looking back along this puppet, there are densely packed puppets behind.

If all of them wake up, Chen Luo thinks they can chop down the Tiannan Region.

'Brother'

Staying in place without moving, the brain of Brother Changqing quickly emerged. A breath overflowed, and the puppet that was originally about to stop Chen Luo suddenly stopped. He looked at Chen Luo in confusion, and his simple brain was stuck, not knowing how to deal with this situation.

"Back off."

Chen Luo's pupils turned light blue, and a cold voice came out. His robes fluttered on their own. He passed through the puppets blocking him in front of him, just like going home.

At the moment when the two passed by, the puppet's brain seemed to suddenly come back to its senses, and knelt down with a "swish".

The puppets that had just woken up in the back also lowered their heads one after another.

Walking through the group of puppets, Chen Luo felt extremely excited. Although he didn't know how the Qionghua Seven Ancestors and the centipede monsters of the ancient country bypassed here, they definitely didn't use the method Chen Luo used.

After passing the checkpoint guarded by the puppets, Chen Luo entered the village.

This is a village full of wild atmosphere. Two corpses with eyes wide open were hung on the flagpoles on the left and right of the village entrance. The Yuanying had also left the body. It was unknown whether they escaped or died. Chen Luo walked to the front of a corpse and reached out to touch the brain.

How could he miss the Yuanying brain that he picked up for free!

The tomb of Brother Changqing was his blessed land. With so many high-quality brains, I don't know how much effort it would take to find one outside, and the freshness and integrity are not as high as before!

'Contacted with the brain waves of a dead person, the damage is 39%, do you want to read it. '

'Contacted with the brain waves of a dead person, the damage is 77%, do you want to read it. '

Familiar information emerged one after another.

After collecting the brains of the two people, Chen Luo began to observe the situation inside the village.

Unlike the entrance of the village, there are more than 200 different puppets inside the village. The aura of these puppets is not as terrifying as the guards outside, but it is not something that ordinary cultivators can deal with. The aura on their bodies is stronger than the deer monster Chen Luo encountered before. The most important thing is that Chen Luo sensed a trace of spirituality from them, which is exactly the same as the spirituality of the stone dragon collected on the Panlong Pillar platform before.

'The enlightened puppet has a special mission. '

The thought of Brother Changqing emerged, and the incomplete brain did not remember these contents, but instinctively felt that these things were done by him.

Special mission?

‘Could it be that Brother Changqing has left behind some handwriting, preparing to be resurrected and reborn to live another life? ’

A thought popped up in Chen Luo’s mind, but he quickly denied it. The brain of a living person cannot be collected, which has been tried and confirmed a long time ago.

He looked at the village.

There were no furniture for ordinary people in the village, only some weapons and some bones for divination. In the middle of the village, there was a large black flag with a black flag flying on it, without any pattern. Below it stood a tripod.

The tripod was engraved with a ‘star pattern’, and there were also sacrificial offerings on the side. It was probably provided by the special puppets in the village. The special mission mentioned by Brother Changqing before should be related to this matter.

‘Sansheng Ding, a tomb-suppressing spiritual device. It contains the energy of Yin returning to Yang. Absorbing it can increase the chance of Nascent Soul breakthrough by 40%. ’

Chen Luo, who was about to move forward, paused and fixed his eyes on the tripod.

This thing is destined for him!

His chance of Nascent Soul breakthrough has not yet reached 60%. According to the current improvement speed, it will take at least 20 years to reach the tenth level of perfection. This is still the case when everything goes well. If there are some changes, this time will be longer. It is possible to be stuck for hundreds or thousands of years if you are unlucky.

Now that I have just entered the tomb of Brother Changqing, I have encountered a treasure that can increase the success rate by 40%!

‘Isn’t that 95%? ! ’

Chen Luo’s eyes suddenly became eager. With this confidence, if I struggle a little more, I may be able to break through within half a month. Thinking of this, Chen Luo immediately walked over and prepared to take the tripod away. The moment his hand touched the tripod, more than 20 puppets in the village suddenly appeared. These puppets were holding killing weapons, but after seeing Chen Luo, they all froze in place.

It was like a conflict in the setting, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

Chen Luo grabbed the tripod and used his spiritual power to the limit, but the tripod didn't move at all. Chen Luo, who didn't believe in evil, tried several methods again, and finally even mobilized the demon bone array pattern formula, but the result was still the same. The tripod didn't move, let alone move.

'The tomb-suppressing spiritual weapon cannot be moved. '

The thought of Brother Changqing emerged again. After understanding what tomb-suppressing is, a trace of regret flashed in Chen Luo's eyes.

'Fate is still half a step away, so I can only wait for the next time. '

Giving up digging Brother Changqing's corner, Chen Luo took out a pill and ate it to replenish the consumption just now.

The tripod and the puppets beside it were placed here by Brother Changqing. The purpose was to "suppress the tomb and nourish the qi", just like the foundation of a house. If Chen Luo wanted to take the tripod away, he had to "lift up" the entire tomb, otherwise it would never succeed.

"Clean this side, I want to retreat."

Since it can't be moved, it can only be used on the spot. After recovering, Chen Luo gave orders to the more than 20 puppets who were dazed beside him.

He planned to stay here for a while.

With Brother Changqing's brain, these puppets outside are his bodyguards. There is no place safer than here! Anyway, coming here is to contact the upper realm and find an opportunity to break through the Nascent Soul, so there is no delay. A group of stuck puppets came alive instantly after receiving Chen Luo's order. They walked to the tripod with a clear division of labor and moved the surrounding debris away. A puppet also helped him find a cushion.

"Not bad."

Chen Luo patted the puppet who helped him find the cushion with appreciation.

As expected of a spiritual puppet, in addition to its own tasks, it also has a little subjective initiative, and its quality is first-class. If he hadn't been unable to take it away, he would have packed these puppets.

Sitting beside the tripod, Chen Luo closed his eyes and began to practice the technique to absorb the breath in the tripod according to the method of Brother Changqing.

A layer of light appeared on the surface of the tripod. The breath accumulated in the tripod for endless years flew out under the traction of Chen Luo, turning into a three-color light and rushing into Chen Luo's body.

Under the influence of the breath in the tripod, the spiritual power in the body began to affect the three main paths of Chen Luo's cultivation, allowing the three breaths to be improved at the same time, slowly moving towards the Nascent Soul Realm. On the flawless golden elixir, the fine lines became more and more obvious.

When Chen Luo was in seclusion to absorb the breath of the tripod, deep in the tomb.

Qionghua Seventh Ancestor Yi sat beside a large stone with a tired look. Since the 'Seven Stars Inducing Tribulation', the seven of them have never rested. In addition to dealing with the heavenly tribulation, they also have to deal with enemies that may appear at any time. The mechanisms in the tomb are beyond expectations.

The 'Dragon Tomb' that the seven of them spent nearly a thousand years exploring turned out to be just the entrance to another tomb. This deviation in the scene caused their plan to change. The Seven Stars Inducing Tribulation succeeded, but also failed.

The seven of them broke through halfway and attracted the thunder tribulation, but did not find the inner demon tribulation.

The life span increased by 500 years, reaching 3,500 years. The strength has also improved, but the seven of them have no reference to determine whether it is a god transformation.

"The gatekeeper of the Dragon Tomb, I don't know what realm the owner of this tomb was in his lifetime."

"With this scale, I believe it if you say he is an immortal!"

Taiqing Patriarch's eyes were a little blank.

Ten years, they have been looking for a full ten years, and they have not found a way to leave until now. Those Yuanying who came in with them, it is still unknown how many are still alive. At first, these people still wanted to fight, but slowly found that they could not leave this place and could not replenish their vitality, so they dispersed.

Everyone is looking for a way to survive.

"Keep looking. If you are lucky, you will always find a crack to leave."

Ancestor Taihao took a deep breath and took out a few pills from his storage bag and swallowed them. For more than ten years, the seven of them relied on themselves to resist, and the pills were used up one by one. The situation of the others was the same. If it weren't for their firm Taoism, ordinary people would have gone crazy long ago.

"Where did the tomb owner bury himself?"

Ancestor Taixu Guhe suddenly asked. (End of this chapter)