I can't be a demon.

Chapter 137: The Eight Immortals
"what?"

Shen Lian had a subtle expression.

As the baby's cultivation level improved, he noticed that the degree of compatibility between the White Bone Lotus Immortal and the Huandan Lead Corpse was slowly increasing, gradually approaching 90%.

"It's interesting. The more the Eight Immortals become demonic, the more they fit the description of Huandan Qianshi."

The baby's face was full of resentment. He had practiced Taoism for more than five hundred years without realizing it. A faint resentment emanated from his body, trying to corrode Shen Lian.

"If we leave it alone, it will be another fairy ghost. The reincarnation of the Eight Immortals is really evil."

Lotus buds sprouted between Shen Lian's flesh, blood and bones. While absorbing qi and blood for growth, they also continuously replenished nutrients for the baby.

He did not get rid of the resentment, but the resentment from the baby could actually promote physical training.

"Eighth Master is here, one is worth two~"

The mynah bird landed on Shen Lian's shoulder and looked at the baby with interest.

The baby calmed down, with a hint of fear in his eyes. It was obvious that as the reincarnation of He Xiangu, he had already sensed the horror of the starling.

Shen Lian returned to his normal state, and the dragon fish robe he was wearing was of a natural size.

However, the cuffs of the robe were slightly damaged, probably due to the resentment of the fairy ghost. Fortunately, the dragon fish robe could be repaired slowly.

"If we kill a few more Dragon Palace alchemists to breed dragon marrow fruit, maybe the Dragon Fish Robe can be directly upgraded to a magic weapon. It's really mysterious."

Shen Lian glanced at the other two magic weapons. The Ghost Gourd showed no sign of spirituality. After being nurtured by the Corpse Demon Fruit, the Corpse Demon Scabbard seemed to have some signs of improvement, but it was far inferior to the Dragon Fish Robe.

"What a pity! Without the banyan tree, there are only a dozen thousand-year-old corpses..."

[Returning the elixir to lead corpse reaches 80.01%, martial arts points +4]

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows, only to find that the career panel was displaying continuous prompts.

[Absorb the remains of the thousand-year-old corpse ghost, and return the elixir to the lead corpse +0.77%]

[Absorb the remains of the thousand-year-old corpse ghost, and return the elixir to the lead corpse +0.86%]

.........

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows.

Looking around, I saw the thousand-year-old corpse ghost that the starling had killed. The remaining flesh, blood, and bones after death seeped into the ground like a stone sinking into the sea.

Shen Lian suddenly realized that the roots of the banyan tree had spread to Cangshan Town.

"Hehe, that's convenient. The third-level banyan tree is already so mysterious. It will surely produce more and more elixirs in the future."

Little did Shen Lian know that the area covered by the banyan trees did not reach Cangshan Town.

It was simply a part of the roots that extended along Shen Lian. On the one hand, it was for protection, and on the other hand, the banyan tree also sensed an opportunity for promotion.

"When the experience of the Danxian Corpse is full, there is no need to return to the pawn shop."

After the trouble in the city was quelled, the Jinwu Guards had already begun to work on eliminating the resentment. With Shen Lian's intimidation, they seemed to be behaving themselves.

Although the Jinwu Guards were not sure that the myna was Di Ting, they had all seen the myna kill ghosts.

Looking back, it still seems outrageous.

They worked hard together to suppress the thousand-year-old corpse ghost, but while they were distracted, a crow landed on the corpse ghost's head.

What followed was a scene that the Jinwu Guards still find incredible to this day.

The bird's claws only grabbed lightly, and the thousand-year-old corpse ghost seemed to have its aorta cut, and endless resentment gushed out from its head.

The crow let out a strange cackling laugh in front of them, opening its mouth to swallow all its resentment.

How could it be an ordinary bird? It was clearly a great demon in the form of a crow. Who was Shen Lian, who could control the crows?

Is he the Zhong Kui in the mouths of the people? Or a warrior with strong blood and energy? Or maybe he is the proud disciple of an immortal in some cave...

Shen Lian stood at the city gate, attracting countless prying eyes.

Miao Yuanli walked over with his head held high and noticed that the baby's cultivation had reached nearly a thousand years, which had caused new buds to grow on Shen Lian's skin and flesh.

"My name is Miao Yuanli, and I am a subordinate of Ma Sanma Wanhu. I wonder...what's your name, little brother?"

"Shen Lian, Master Miao is too polite."

Shen Lian didn't seem to care that the baby was gradually losing control. The baby's size had reached two meters, but he was still dragging it calmly with one hand.

Miao Yuanli felt a chill down his spine, and even though his body and soul were ten meters away, he felt an inexplicable sense of uneasiness.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, be careful. After all, this demon came from the White Bone Cave. It will riot if you are not careful. It is far more powerful than ordinary ghosts."

"fine."

Shen Lian chuckled. No matter what the baby's origin was, as long as it was a ghost, it would be restrained by the wisdom eye, and evil spirits would be difficult to avoid.

Since the second transformation of horizontal training, the effects of ordinary body training methods have become increasingly weak.

Even with the water from the Milky Way, Shen Lian could not increase the weight wantonly due to the limitations of his soul, and his body training almost came to a standstill.

Who could have thought that a ghost could bring flesh, blood and bones back to life.

"Wait, we can use the baby to practice the horizontal training given by Ma Wanhu. Maybe it will be possible to complete it in a short time."

Miao Yuanli retreated again and again. The infant's cultivation was close to a thousand years old. Lotus leaves grew on Shen Lian's facial features, and he looked like he was about to die.

"Little brother, suppress the ghost. I will contact Ma Wanhu immediately..."

Before Miao Yuanli finished speaking, Shen Lian secretly used his wisdom eye.

[The identification of He Xiangu's reincarnation is complete, Dizang's experience +0.07%]

[The reincarnation of He Xiangu]

[It is made from the remains of He Xiangu and the residual soul of Mrs. Bai Gu. After the soul takes over the reincarnation, it can successfully worship in the Bai Gu Cave and become an alchemist. 】

"Sure enough, the reincarnated body has the hands and feet of Mrs. White Bone. I'm afraid she wants to use the reincarnated Eight Immortals to escape from the cave. Could it be that the Eight Immortals can be combined into one to refine some special body."

As Shen Lian pondered, the crying of the reincarnated body suddenly stopped. Under Miao Yuanli's incredible gaze, the baby shrank by half at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the demonic features instantly disappeared.

However, after the reincarnated body tasted the resentment, it seemed that it could no longer control its instincts.

The Taoism grows again.

The reincarnated body is like a reincarnated immortal Buddha who has turned to the evil path. His heart has been polluted, and even though he is afraid of the starling, he absorbs its resentment unconsciously.

"Interesting, a self-propelled humanoid experience pack."

Miao Yuanli witnessed Shen Lian swallowing his resentment and finally realized why Ma Wanhu attached so much importance to Shen Lian. The latter's identity was indeed not simple.

The man and the bird have extraordinary origins, no wonder they were targeted by the White Bone Cave.

After hesitating for a few moments, Miao Yuanli took out a book and handed it to Shen Lian.

"I just found the opera score in the Cangshan Town Theater. It was placed in front of the theater entrance, as if it was specially given to us."

"Look, He Xiangu's birth is really strange."

Miao Yuanli originally planned to hand the opera score directly to Ma Wanhu. Since Shen Lian was involved in the disaster of the White Bone Cave, it was necessary to know the details.

"kindness."

The opera score did not contain any demonic aura, its surface was stained with a large amount of blood, and the four characters "The Story of He Xiangu" were clearly engraved on the cover.

Shen Lian scanned the page quickly, his expression becoming serious.

[The fairy was born in Cangcheng, Qingchi. She was born in late autumn when the weather was warmer. Purple clouds surrounded her room, and the ceiling was six centimeters. She had been blessed by Taoist priests since she was young. When the Eight Immortals Opera started, the fairy became an immortal.]

The handwriting of the opera score has been there for some time. The content is about He Xiangu's experiences after birth, mixed with a few pages of He Xiangu's illustrations. The so-called Taoist priest in the content refers to Hong Xiao.

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes.

【He Xiangu Biography】

[Written by He Ling, it records the life story of He Xiangu. ]

"He Ling? It seems that he is also a Taoist priest from the White Bone Cave. He is more secretive than Hong Xiao. He is also very confident and thinks he has a sure win."

Shen Lian suspected that Lü Dongbin in the book was referring to himself. It was very likely that after he became a corpse Taoist priest, the White Bone Cave thought he was suitable to be the nourishment for the Eight Immortals.

"Hong Xiao's actions are so high-profile that it is impossible for the White Bone Cave to send only her. The planning of the Eight Immortals Opera is most likely led by He Ling."

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes. Now that He Xiangu was in his hands, the White Bone Cave could not prevent the reincarnation from being damaged, and they would definitely come to snatch her away.

While they were thinking, Ma Wanhu arrived next to them in a sedan chair.

"Thank you, Young Master, for your help. Otherwise, Ma Sanyi would have been doomed."

"It's just a small favor. How is the physical and spiritual condition of Master Ma?"

"It doesn't matter."

Ma Wanhu explained in a deep voice, "The soul is fine, but the body is severely damaged. I put the body into the magic weapon to warm it up. It will probably take half a year to heal."

Miao Yuanli frowned tightly, and Ma Wanhu seemed to be holding back in his words.

"Young Master, the White Bone Cave will definitely choose to lie dormant next. If you don't go back to Yanliang Town, you can rest in Cangshan Town for the time being."

"Row."

Shen Lian looked at the reincarnated body and asked in a deep voice: "Master Miao, where do you usually temporarily detain ghosts?"

"There is a separate prison cell inside the government office, with magic arrays engraved inside and outside."

"Okay, I'll live in that cell and I can also keep an eye on the demons."

Shen Lian planned to use his reincarnated body to practice his newly acquired horizontal training. Logically speaking, with his innate horizontal training holy body, it would be enough to complete it in just a few days.

He looked out of the city and vaguely saw a mass grave filled with bones all over the mountain.

"Master Ma, I suspect that the arrangement of the White Bone Cave is limited to the town where the White Bone Forest is located. You can seal off the White Bone Forest and cut off the White Bone Alchemist's mischief from the root."

When Shen Lian passed by the Bone Forest before, he tried to use his wisdom eyes to disperse the entrance and exit of the Bone Cave, and as a result, the resentment in the Bone Forest faded.

It seems that it can only be sealed by a magic circle.

"Thanks to the young master's intervention, otherwise there would be countless casualties in Cangshan Town."

Shen Lian exchanged a few polite words with Ma Wanhu, then went to the cell under the leadership of Zhang Yuanzhen.

He looked back at the streets and alleys and saw that some people had returned to Cangshan Town and were discussing matters concerning the worship of Zhong Kui.

Miao Yuandan saw that Ma Wanhu was holding on, and when Shen Lian was far away, he hurriedly asked: "Old Ma, is your body damaged?"

"kindness."

Ma Wanhu smiled bitterly and replied, "I took over the body of a recently dead beggar next to the Qingchi Pond. It's a lame beggar, so I need some time to adapt."

"Try not to let Shen Lian know. I'm afraid he might have bad intentions."

After Ma Wanhu finished speaking, he drove the sedan chair into the yamen.

Miao Yuanli's pupils shrank slightly. Based on his understanding of Ma Wanhu, since the latter believed in Shen Lian from the beginning, it was impossible for him to have doubts now.

"Something's wrong."

Miao Yuanli hurried to the cell, intending to inform Shen Lian of Ma Wanhu's abnormality.

Sudden.

Miao Yuanli heard the bray of a donkey.

An old woman passed by leading a donkey.

"Taoism is not determined by appearance. Ma San, who has taken over the reincarnation of Li Tieguai, will surely become an immortal. Don't ruin his luck."

Miao Yuanli was in a trance, and all his memories from the past disappeared.

(End of this chapter)