Chapter 709 Clues

Ge Xian?

When Zi Tianji read out these three words, it was the first time that he saw someone so arrogant and dared to call himself an 'immortal'.

You must know that the word "immortal" is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Especially in the world of immortality, unless those who consider themselves "immortals" are those with great supernatural powers, they will definitely encounter some disasters that are beyond ordinary people on their subsequent journey to immortality, and nine out of ten will not end well.

Chen Luo also saw these three words in his attached thoughts.

He not only saw these three words, but also saw the yard across the bridge.

"Wait a minute."

Chen Luo's shadow squirmed, and a brand new clone came out of Zi Tianji's body. This is the brain that Chen Luo used to hit Zi Tianji's body with the 'Reverse Seizing Technique'. Although there is no soul attached to it, it still has his own memory. It is a kind of alternative puppet clone. As long as he takes back this puppet later, he can read all the memories of this puppet here.

There is no need to worry about the soul being intercepted, and there is no need to worry about Zi Tianji missing some important clues because he cannot understand the situation here.

Wow

Chen Luo reached out and touched inside his sleeve twice, and took out a roll of ink paintings.

I saw him shaking one hand and the scroll unfolded.

A familiar picture appeared in front of Zi Tianji.

"Huh?"

When Zi Tianji saw the scroll, he was stunned. He subconsciously looked up at the yard opposite, and then looked back at the scroll in Chen Luo's hand.

The two are actually 90% similar.

This picture is a relic of Centipede Jing, the national master of the Tiannan Region. In the era of Qionghua's Seventh Ancestor, Centipede Jing was the Nascent Soul Master who was rampant for a while, but was later tricked by Furukawa and the other seven old guys, and merged with the Plague Beast, and then sadly retired. But in terms of where he came from, Centipede Jing is stronger than many people in Tiannan Territory. He is Ge Xian's registered disciple. He has also met Ge Xian's true form and listened to Ge Xian's sermons. The painting in Chen Luo's hand is the scene of Ge Xian's sermon in the past, and it contains a rare "ghost immortal" method.

Bang!

Chen Luo walked over and slapped the stone tablet.

There was a muffled sound, and jagged cracks appeared at the base of the stone tablet.

Zi Tianji next to him felt nervous.

Brother, be steady!

It's okay for you to be a clone, but I came here in my true form.

The fracture of the stone tablet did not cause any accidents. Chen Luo tried to lift it with his hands and found that the stone tablet, which was half a man tall, was unexpectedly heavy. I don't know what material the body is made of. It weighs more than black iron and fine gold, and is heavier than the spiritual weapon chessboard in Chen Luo's hand. The black characters on the stele were written with fingers, and there were jagged marks on the edges.

"Go and have a look on the other side."

After receiving the stone tablet, the two of them checked around and made sure nothing was missing before looking towards the opposite yard.

Zi Tianji first tested it with a stand-in, and then walked onto the bamboo bridge after confirming that there was no danger. Chen Luo stood behind and waited until Zi Tianji walked across the bamboo bridge before following him. He walked very slowly, even his footing position coincided with Zi Tianji.

Zi Tianji, who crossed the bridge first, was stunned for a moment, and then showed a regretful expression.

You're careless, walk behind next time!

After crossing the bamboo bridge, the two entered the courtyard where Ge Xian preached. The layout of the courtyard was exactly the same as on the scroll. Chen Luo found the big stone where Ge Xian preached in the corner, and there were several stones of different sizes on the opposite side. There is a small crack on the small stone at the end. In the past, Centipede Jing hid under this crack and secretly learned the 'Ge Immortal Technique'. Later, he also stole the painting from the yard.

There is some moss growing on the stone, full of traces of time.

Chen Luo touched it with his hand and rubbed a little dust. This is just an ordinary stone, nothing special. The material is completely different from the stone tablet.

"There's a body here."

Zi Tianji's voice came from behind. Chen Luo turned his eyes and found Zi Tianji standing next to a bamboo cage. The cage is not big, about a person's height. There is a circular hole on the left side near the big stone. It was full of weeds, and a red rope was tied to a bamboo in the corner. At the end of the rope was a monster with green fur.

This monster is exactly the green-haired monster that Chen Luo subdued before, but what Chen Luo subdued was the soul of the green-haired monster, and what lies here is the physical body.

Chen Luo walked over and prepared to drag the green-haired monster out of the cage.

As soon as his palm touched the body, a message was transmitted along the palm, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

‘This is the law of fate. ’

Chen Luo subconsciously turned his head and looked into the inner room that he had not yet entered.

The source of the breath comes from there.

"Have you visited over there?"

"Not yet. There is a restriction on the door over there. I'm worried."

boom! !

Before Zi Tianji finished speaking, he saw Chen Luo walking over and punching the wooden door. The restraint flickered, but was quickly knocked away by the force of the fist and hit the puppet clone. Chen Luo copied his brain and combined it with Xiang Chong's brain. The two were superimposed together, which can be said to be both stubborn and fierce. .

Sometimes he acts radically, and sometimes he acts steadily, making people unpredictable.

"I'll go in and take a look."

After the dust cleared, Chen Luo glanced briefly, ignoring the dazed Zi Tianji, and walked in. Zi Tianji was left alone outside with his eyes dazed.

The house is very clean inside.

A desk, four paintings. Different from the scene in the courtyard outside, the furniture and furnishings in the house are brand new, and even the rice paper placed on the table is spotless, without a trace of dust.

Sitting on the wooden chair behind the table was a white skeleton.

The skeleton was wearing a black robe and holding a brush in its hand. The ink on the tip of the brush had completely solidified.

"It's actually a fake person."

Chen Luo moved his hand away from the skull's head, his eyes full of disgust.

Didn't get the idea!

"Where exactly is the Silent Taoist hiding?"

After searching the house carefully, Chen Luo stopped in front of the fourth painting.

This painting is different from the previous three paintings. The canvas is smaller than the previous three paintings, and the content is not a landscape, but a portrait. The portrait shows a Taoist standing on the edge of a cliff. The man has one hand on his back and looks at the mountains in the distance with an expression of independence.

"It's not the original painting."

Chen Luo looked carefully at the edge of the scroll and found that the prints on the back of the wall were different in size from the canvas on the wall. Unlike the first three paintings, the fourth painting was hung from behind.

Looking at this special painting, Chen Luo took out Centipede Jing's 'Listening to Taoism Painting' and tried to compare it.

This time it was right.

The size of the canvas exactly matches the marks on the wall, which means that the painting in Chen Luo's hands is the fourth painting originally hung here.

"Come out and chat?"

Putting the scroll away, Chen Luo stretched out his hand and tapped it twice before speaking to the person on the painting.

No response.

It seemed like what was hanging on the wall was really just an ordinary painting. Chen Luo waited for a moment and saw no reaction from the person in the painting. He turned around and grabbed the brush from the skeleton next to him. He reached out and dipped his hand into the inkstone, then pointed the tip of the brush to the front of the picture.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths

The tip of the pen gradually came closer to the Taoist in the painting. The moment the tip of the pen was about to touch, the figure in the painting finally reacted.

The old man in the painting turned around and looked at Chen Luo outside. He didn't expect that this kid was so ungrateful that he would use this method to threaten his old man. There was no limit.

"I'm just a painting, I don't know anything."

"Did you say what you just said?"

Chen Luo stretched out his right hand, the palm of his hand became blurred, and his entire arm spread along the screen. He grabbed the Taoist standing on the cliff and dragged him out of the scroll with a little force. As the Taoist left, the landscape on the fourth scroll quickly faded and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The canvas instantly burned, turning into black ashes in the blink of an eye.

The Taoist looked helpless.

"It's the voice left by the owner of the painting."

"Gexian?"

Chen Luo looked at the old man walking out of the painting, his face full of doubt. This guy's appearance was exactly the same as the Ge Xian in his impression. Except for the aura, everything else is the same as Ge Xian.

"I don't know, I'm just a painting."

After the Taoist finished speaking, he wanted to escape, but was held down by Chen Luo again.

"I think you are missing a Taoist monk."

He turned around and grabbed the blank drawing paper on the table next to him and pinned it back to the wall.

Anyway, they are all paintings, and Chen Luo thinks he knows some painting skills. Among the brains in the external brain, there are many masters of painting. Although this puppet clone is a replica, he can do everything he himself knows. Drawing the pig demon is just a matter of lifting the pen a few times.

"I've seen the man you're looking for."

The Taoist in the painting sat back and his attitude when talking was much better.

Chen Luo put down the brush and motioned for him to continue speaking.

"Inside the painting."

"painting?"

“It’s not really the painting, it’s the medium.”

As if he was afraid that Chen Luo wouldn't understand, the Taoist in the painting added another sentence.

"This is a power beyond returning to the void. You should not use normal thinking to understand it."

"Return to void and above? Do you mean Hedao?"

Chen Luo looked suspicious.

He is no longer the ignorant newbie in cultivation he used to be. In today's world of immortality, there are almost no one who can deceive him. The combination of more than a thousand external brains makes his knowledge and experience far beyond the same level. He only needs to 'see' people or things that these brains have seen before, and he can immediately recall them.

Returning to the virtual realm is the limit.

This is not a secret in the world of immortality. Even the seventh ancestor of Qionghua, who is astonishingly talented and beautiful, has not been able to jump out of this upper limit.

"Exactly."

The Taoist in the painting nodded seriously.

"Headmaster, are you okay?"

Zi Tianji's voice came from outside. Chen Luo had been in the door for a while. The old guy waited outside for a long time, feeling uneasy again. Don't blame him for being coward, it's mainly because this place is too evil. He just tried to poke the green-haired monster with his hand, and the stiff corpse actually trembled. (End of chapter)