I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

It was already late at night when he got home. Without the harassment of nightmares, Chen Luo slept until dawn.

"Ten thirty?"

Chen Luo looked at his head and lay down decisively, ready to take another nap.

Bang, bang, bang.

There was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"The courier."

Bai Xiaochuan's voice came from outside the door. Chen Luo rubbed his temple, sat up with a headache, and walked over to open the door. After he stepped on the nightmare to death last night, he tried to enter the world according to the method of Taoist Changqing. He didn't practice for a night, and now his whole spirit is not good.

"Why are you here?"

He opened the door and couldn't help yawning.

On days when he didn't practice, he looked very sleepy.

"Boring, I was going to scare you."

Bai Xiaochuan looked bored and changed his shoes and walked into the living room. This guy often came to Chen Luo's house. He walked into the kitchen with ease, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of Coke, drank it, and then collapsed on the sofa with an expression of life's peak.

"It's so comfortable to not have classes. I also want to take a leave of absence." This kid couldn't forget this.

He had a great resentment about going to school every day.

"The teacher asked me to bring it to you."

Before Chen Luo could speak, Bai Xiaochuan took out an admission ticket from his arms and threw it to Chen Luo. Seeing the admission ticket, Chen Luo remembered that the college entrance examination was approaching. Only students like him and Bai Xiaochuan were so comfortable. Other students are now busy doing questions, wanting to sprint to improve a few points in the last period before the college entrance examination.

"How did you deceive the teacher before? I heard that she met the parents"

"I found an old man on the errand takeaway and asked him to play the parent." Chen Luo made up an excuse casually.

"Why didn't I think of it!"

Bai Xiaochuan slapped his thigh, and his expression was as if he had lost a million.

"It's a pity that you have already used this method. If I use it again, we may be exposed."

"Are you not going back to school this afternoon?"

"No, I asked for sick leave from my teacher." Bai Xiaochuan was very proud.

It seemed that being able to "cheat" a sick leave note from the shrewd teacher was the greatest achievement in his life. While talking, he did not forget to roll up his sleeves. Chen Luo found that there was really a wound on Bai Xiaochuan's wrist.

"What happened?"

The moment he saw the wound, Chen Luo subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

Nightmare!

After experiencing the nightmare, he recognized the source of this power at a glance.

"I met a weirdo in the Internet cafe two days ago"

Putting down his sleeves, Bai Xiaochuan and Chen Luo talked about what happened two days ago. In Bai Xiaochuan's description, he met a homeless man when he was staying in the Internet cafe. The guy was an adult, did not work, and specialized in blackmailing students like them.

He was injured because he resisted the other party.

However, the matter was resolved satisfactorily. The homeless man who injured him was taken away by the relevant department and could not come out in a short time. Bai Xiaochuan also received compensation, which gave him a large amount of Internet fees. He has been living a very carefree life recently.

He chatted with Chen Luo for a few more words, and Bai Xiaochuan left after finishing a can of Coke.

Chen Luo attached a divine consciousness to Bai Xiaochuan to ensure his safety.

He has limited cultivation now and can only do this step.

Then he picked up the phone and called Qingyang Palace. It is related to nightmares, and I believe that those people in Qingyang Palace will definitely handle it carefully. When Chen Luo made this decision, a wisp of black air rose from the area he did not see, and merged with the inner demon disaster outside, indistinguishable from each other.

The college entrance examination ended smoothly.

For poor students like Chen Luo and Bai Xiaochuan, this is an ordinary person's exam. But for most students, this is an important assessment related to life.

In the summer vacation after the exam, the whole class had a reunion.

Chen Luo also went there, following the old Taoist Changqing's 'worldly method' to pass the tribulation, he forgot about the world of immortal cultivation. Like his peers, youth is unbridled, and joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness are no longer hidden. On the night of the college entrance examination, his parents came back, the family had a meal, and then left in a hurry.

Through this contact, Chen Luo also knew his parents' work.

The relevant person in charge of the 'isolation plan'.

Top-secret workers.

This is also the main reason why they rarely come back.

In-depth contact, Chen Luo discovered something he had never noticed before. The 'people' in the Heart Demon Tribulation are not illusory, they also have their own lives, their own joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness. Sadness will cry, happiness will laugh.

Under the influence of the Heart Demon Tribulation, Chen Luo saw a different world. These people who were previously regarded as 'tribulation props' by him became lively.

The breath of the Heart Demon Tribulation was further integrated.

Summer vacation.

Chen Luo rode his bicycle to the square. Most of the classmates in the class would work as summer interns during this summer vacation and learn to integrate into the world of 'adults'. This is what many students who have finished the college entrance examination will do. Chen Luo also found a part-time job, running errands for the Taoist priests of Qingyang Palace.

"Chen Luo?!"

Chen Luo, who had just bought water, heard a surprised voice. He looked in the direction of the voice and found that under the blue shed selling insurance in the distance, a girl in a light green short-sleeved shirt was waving at him.

"Su Linlin?"

Chen Luo recalled for a moment and remembered the girl's name.

This is his high school classmate, the top student sitting in the front row. The two didn't speak much when they were at school. But after leaving campus, the relationship between classmates suddenly became closer, and the originally ordinary relationship became extraordinarily cordial.

The long-lost name put him in a trance, and the distant experience came to mind. The blurred face overlapped with the girl in front of him and became one person.

"Ha, it's really you!"

Su Linlin smiled happily.

She was wearing a green short-sleeved shirt and a sunhat with the logo of an insurance company on her head. When she smiled, her eyes turned into crescents, and her dimples were particularly prominent, like a girl on a movie poster.

"I heard that you went up the mountain to become a Taoist priest? Is it true?"

"Fake."

Chen Luo rolled his eyes. The last time he went to Qingyang Palace, he was bumped into by Bai Xiaochuan. Then the news about him going up the mountain to become a Taoist priest spread. You don't need to think about the source of the rumor.

"I'm just telling you, how can you be a Taoist priest if you are good? This guy Bai Xiaochuan has no reliable words in his mouth!"

"What are you"

Chen Luo didn't want to continue this topic and turned to Su Linlin.

"Sunshine Warmth Insurance, I found a part-time job online to distribute flyers part-time here." After speaking, Su Linlin glanced at the woman behind her and said in a low voice.

"I feel like they are scammers. Please don't buy it, and your family members shouldn't buy it either!"

The two of them were very close, and smelling the fragrance of Su Linlin's shampoo, Chen Luo couldn't help but smile. Su Linlin also noticed something was wrong, and quickly distanced herself some more, her face turning red. But fortunately, neither of them were hypocritical people, and the atmosphere was relieved after a few words.

The break ends quickly.

Su Linlin became busy again. After exchanging contact information with Chen Luo, the two parted ways.

Chen Luo also returned to Qingyang Palace.

The front was still very busy. Chen Luo walked around the tourists in front and walked to the place where Changqing Lao Tao practiced in the back. This is a closed area of ​​Qingyang Palace, and only formal disciples like them can enter. When Chen Luo walked in, three people inside were practicing fantasy martial arts.

The three disciples of Changqing Taoist Priest.

The oldest among them is the old man Chen Luo met in the park. His name is Wang Xue Dao and he is in the second level of Huan Wu.

Granny Hu is slightly younger and is at the third level of Huanwu. The youngest is He Min, who is at the fifth level of Huanwu. According to Taoist Priest Chang Qing's description, Huanwu is divided into ten levels. Starting from the sixth level, you are qualified to fight the inner demon. The seventh level can suppress ordinary nightmares. If it is an intermediate nightmare, you must be a master of the eighth level. Able to cope.

No one has mastered the ninth and tenth levels of phantom martial arts so far.

Facing high-level nightmares, humans have no choice but to use isolation to slow down the disaster.

"Junior brother, are you back?"

Seeing Chen Luo entering the door, the three of them all had smiles on their faces, and He Min even greeted him happily. Unlike their three registered disciples, Chen Luo is a formal disciple of Taoist Priest Changqing. As the eighth-level master who suppressed the Rongcheng area, Taoist Priest Changqing himself was the top master among humans. In ancient times, they were warlords and governors of a region.

"How's it going? Are you still getting used to work?"

Wang Xuedao also asked with a smile.

He was the first to come into contact with Chen Luo, and he was punched by Chen Luo when he was in the park. Fortunately, he was in good physical condition, otherwise he would have ended up in the hospital due to Chen Luo's punch.

"It's just an errand job, nothing to get used to."

Chen Luo replied casually, walked to the portrait of the three people practicing boxing, and stood still with his feet.

The practice of fantasy martial arts does not require boxing.

It is more of a mental exercise, with the focus on 'illusion'. Normally when Wang Xue Dao and the three of them practice, they 'rest their mind' through portraits. This painting in Qingyang Palace was painted by Changqing Taoist himself. There is a powerful 'god' hidden in it. When practicing Huanwu Fist, observing the painting can increase your speed.

It's just that this kind of practice is not something that everyone can bear. The three of them, Wang Xuedao, can only watch it once a week.

Chen Luo is different.

With the first level of Qi refining as a foundation, he could look at the 'gods' on the painting casually. In just over a month, his Phantom Fist had reached the fifth level, directly catching up with He Min who had been practicing hard for many years. . Granny Hu and Wang Xuedao were both left behind by him. This speed of cultivation makes Wang Xuedao and the others envious.

Half an hour later.

After Chen Luo's Yungong ended, the aura on his body fluctuated, his level improved again, and the Phantom Fist broke through to the sixth level.

"Everyone come in."

Taoist Priest Changqing's voice came from inside the temple.

He should have noticed Chen Luo a long time ago and waited until Chen Luo finished practicing before transmitting the message.

"yes."

Wang Xue Dao and the three others had solemn expressions and responded respectfully. Chen Luo also followed the three of them and walked into the hall. (End of Chapter)