I can't be a demon.

Chapter 143: Fourth Stage [Longevity Corpse Root]

In Cangshan Town.

Han Xiangzi fell to his knees, still protecting Madam White Bone behind him as he was dying, but the life force of both of them was fading quickly.

The white-boned evil dragon was already twenty meters long, and a deep pit with a radius of one hundred meters appeared on the street where it was.

The surrounding streets and alleys were in a mess.

Shen Lian realized that the disadvantages of the Huandan Lead Corpse's promotion to the fourth level were about to end, so he quickly suppressed his peculiarities and gradually returned to normal.

"It's over. My strength was originally strong enough to reach the fourth level of Yuandan, but it was aggravated twice in a row. I have to recuperate for at least half a year in vain."

Shen Lian seemed a little helpless. After the blessing brought by his special loss of control disappeared, he realized that his body and soul were extremely depleted, which could not be compensated by taking a large number of Yuandan in one breath.

If it were someone else, their foundation would probably be severely damaged, but at least I have the fourth-level food supplement.

Shen Lian grew back to a little over two meters in height, and still had the characteristics of a real dragon. He would have to maintain the image of a half-human, half-demon for some time to come.

"Unless you have practiced Horizontal Training three times and transformed, you cannot use the special enhancement."

"I am completely overdrawing my body and soul..."

"kindness?"

Mrs. Bai Gu opened her eyes, and Shen Lian grabbed the handle of the bone blade in doubt.

Rumble.

The special ability that Shen Lian had suppressed was showing signs of getting out of control again. Madam Bai Gu's eyes were full of madness, and she just wanted to destroy indiscriminately.

"Han Xiangzi...Senior..."

The muscles in Shen Lian's legs swelled up, and he was about to move away from Madam White Bone immediately.

As a result, after hearing Han Xiangzi's name, Mrs. Bai Gu's eyes became cloudy and her expression was filled with pity and sorrow.

"It's been a long time... a long time. A thousand years have passed."

"I don't want to be born, but a thousand years is too long."

"Alas, where is my home when the clouds cross the Qinling Mountains? The horses cannot move forward when the snow blocks the Lan Pass."

When Shen Lian came to his senses, his lonely eyes were closed. Then, Han Xiangzi rotted away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only Han Xiangzi, but the other eight immortals all died.

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows.

In his mind, there were more and more stories about the Eight Immortals discussing Taoism. The memories were mixed with the stories his mother told him when he was a child, and he couldn't tell the truth from the false.

Shen Lian guessed that the Eight Immortals' Discussion of Taoism had been implanted in the memories of most people.

Except Cao Guojiu, the Eight Immortals are all famous Taoists in the Tang Dynasty. Some are real and some are fake. Who can tell the difference?
"Hiss, Madam White Bone has definitely reached the level of ten thousand years of cultivation."

"When the White Bone Cave was born, the cognition of mortals was affected, and Yanliang Town had a large number of relatives who were transformed into corpses."

"So, once Han Xiangzi wins the discussion among the Eight Immortals."

"By changing the perception of mortals, even if Madam White Bone cannot leave the cave in her true form, she can still give birth to an avatar in the world."

From this we can see that once the demons' cultivation reaches a level beyond ten thousand years, the taboos of ghosts and the magical powers of demons will undergo a qualitative change.

"I can't go to the White Bone Cave, but fortunately I was able to advance to the fourth level with the help of my reincarnated body."

"Where's myna?"

Shen Lian's eyelids were twitching wildly, and he always felt that the starling was causing trouble again.

But the White Bone Cave is guarded by a thousand-year-old demon. How can a stupid bird like you control it? If you really go there, you won’t know how you will die.

"It should be fine for now. Maybe it's hiding somewhere in Cangshan Town."

While Shen Lian was thinking, tree roots dragged the corpses of the Eight Immortals deep into the ground.

He showed a look of joy, thinking that the corpses of the Eight Immortals would surely produce excellent elixirs, especially since Xiaoxiangzi also contained the true soul of Madam White Bone.

[Returning the Elixir Lead Corpse to the Longevity Corpse Root, martial arts points +40]

"Ten Thousand Years of Life Corpse Root? The names of the professions are getting more and more weird at the fourth level."

Shen Lian stepped on the ground and could feel the roots of the banyan tree growing. He estimated that the area covered by the roots would spread across the entire Yanshan Mountain Range.

He glanced at the career panel.

【Shen Lian】

[Realm: Yuandan (Real Dan)]

[Martial arts: Yin-Yang Qi Posture (Hunyuan Burning Lamp), Immortal Mysterious Art (Bone Body Dragon Form), Tianhe Fist (River in the Palm), Purple Mansion Tempering Method (Mind and Spirit are One)...]

【Points: 83】

[Fourth-level occupation: Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva (12.01%)]

[Level 3.23 Occupation: Hunting Mountain Roe Owl (%)]

[Level 0.21 Occupation: Longevity Corpse Root (%)]

.........

[Corpse Roots Pregnant: Actively absorbs nutrients from the ground within a large area and nurtures all things. 】

The information revealed by the supernatural powers is different. "A certain range" becomes "a larger range", and "breeding the elixir" becomes "breeding all things".

Shen Lian did not rush to investigate further and set off for South City District.

The magic circle in the South City District is still maintained, but Ma Wanhu's soul has lost consciousness and must be nourished with soul-nourishing elixirs as soon as possible.

Shen Lian arrived at the South City District in a few breaths, and then used his spiritual sense to attract Ma Wanhu's soul.

The soul had become so weak that it had almost no ability to resist. As the three souls and seven spirits fell, the magic circle that was on the verge of collapse also disappeared.

"Master Ma, it's me."

The souls gathered together again, and the seven spirits could be destroyed at any time.

Shen Lian was not stingy.

The fewer Jinwu Guards like Ma Wanhu died, the more the Tang Dynasty could stand among the hordes of demons for a thousand years, thanks to their dedication.

Shen Lian had to admit that he was also one of the beneficiaries.

Just a few soul-nourishing pills. He crushed the pill flesh into medicinal power to nourish Ma Wanhu's soul.

At some point, thousands of people appeared nearby, including the surviving Jinwu Guards. They watched in silence at Ma Wanhu's soul, which was as faint as a firefly.

Zhang Yuanzhen and others wanted to step forward to help, but were stopped by Shen Lian.

"Young Master, I found Old Ma's old body."

Miao Yuanli hurried to the South City District. The body in the sedan chair was already dying, with some corpse spots on the face and a foul odor.

But there was no way. Even if Ma Wanhu's injuries were healed, he could not resist the soul taking over his body again.

Shen Lian brought the soul into the sedan chair, and the soul returned to the body on its own. After giving Ma Wanhu a sip of medicinal wine, his eyelids began to tremble.

He used his Yin and Yang energy to channel the medicinal benefits over and over again until his heartbeat began.

Ma Wanhu narrowed his eyes, smiled bitterly and said to himself: "I became a god in my dream, but a lame god at that, haha."

"Master Ma, although you have reached the eighth level of Divine Wandering, you cannot withstand such a torment. I'm afraid that your cultivation will not improve at all in the future."

Ma Wanhu pulled himself together and waved his hand to signal everyone to move away.

"Shen Lian, I have something to tell you."

"Master Ma, please speak."

"Shen Lian, you have to promise me not to be an enemy of the Tang Dynasty."

"If the Tang Dynasty is destroyed by demons in the future, then let it go, but... the Tang Dynasty must not be destroyed in the hands of us mortals."

"Well, I know."

Shen Lian had no interest in overthrowing the dynasty. The fact that the Tang Dynasty had been able to continue for a thousand years might have something unspeakable behind it.

He did not feel any disgust at all, as he used to think that the Jinwu Guards were just a group of demons and monsters.

He didn't do much human work and spent all day thinking about joining the cave and not being a human.

Now it seems.

After the collapse of the Journey to the West in 81 tribulations, it was hard-won for the Tang Dynasty to maintain the current balance. Only the demonic inner strength could produce cultivators in large numbers, otherwise nine out of ten houses would have been empty.

"Okay, Shen Lian, I will return the resources you consumed to save me as soon as possible."

"There's no need..."

Ma Wanhu shook his head weakly, "It's good enough to save my life. I won't live long, and I won't have to worry about improving my cultivation. It's a waste of resources for me."

Shen Lian did not refuse again. If he used the 83 points to improve his inner alchemy skills, it would be enough to try to reach the seventh level of Dao Infant. He just lacked the secret manual.

"Let me help you into the sedan."

"and many more!"

Ma Wanhu suddenly remembered something, his eyes reddened as he said, "There is one more thing!!"

"I need to recuperate for at least a few years due to my injuries, but the imperial decree I received earlier may delay my work. I hope you can handle the riot in Hongzhou Cave on my behalf."

"Hongzhou." Shen Lian felt that the sound was somehow familiar.

"The disaster has been going on for 20 to 30 years, and no one has found out the cause for a long time."

"If Shen Lianni is willing, he can go to Hongzhou within eight months. The disaster mainly comes from the unknown cave at the bottom of the Nujiang River."

Shen Lian remembered why it felt familiar. Isn’t the Nujiang River in Hongzhou the river where Tang Seng’s father [Chen Guangrui] died?
Seeing that Ma Wanhu's consciousness was about to collapse, he asked, "Master Ma, have you heard of Jin Chanzi or Tang Xuanzang?"

Ma Wanhu's pupils shrank slightly. "How do you know Xuanzang? There is an unnamed dilapidated temple by the Nujiang River, and the temple keeper seems to be called Xuanzang."

"I heard about it by chance. I will go to Nujiang to take a look."

"Take it."

Ma Wanhu handed the Wanhu token to Shen Lian.

"You can deploy the Jinwu Guards in the Yanshan area. If you feel that Nujiang is too dangerous, don't force it. Ahem."

Shen Lian helped Ma Wanhu into the sedan chair. This magic weapon seemed to be used to maintain his life. Ma Wanhu might never be able to leave again.

The resentment in Cangshan Town completely dissipated, and the sun shone through the clouds and illuminated the valley.

"Master Miao, I plan to stay in the yamen prison to recuperate in the next few days. If there are still demons causing trouble in Cangshan, please let me know."

"Thank you, Young Master."

The crowd actively made way for each other, and Shen Lian disappeared in a flash.

Large areas of buildings in the city needed to be rebuilt, but fortunately the Eight Immortals were concentrated in three or four blocks, so the people did not have to move away from Cangshan.

It didn't take long.

After the Jinwu Guards checked to see if there were any demons left, the people returned home one after another.

Shen Lian turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside. The injuries to his body and soul were more serious than he had imagined, otherwise he would not have to go into seclusion in Cangshan Town.

Of course, the other reason is that Zhong Kui’s reputation is too loud.

Shen Lian's current appearance of a human body with a dragon head makes it easy for people to worship him as a deity, especially now that Cangshan Town has started to build the Zhong Kui Temple.

It took him five full days to completely eliminate his special ability.

period.

The matter of the Eight Immortals discussing Taoism continued to ferment.

After all, the Eight Immortals were real Taoist figures, and Lady White Bone's taboo caused changes in all the books recording the Eight Immortals.

Especially Lu Dongbin.

The appearance in Lu Zu's portrait was originally a little old and blurry, but now it has become clear.

The Taoist in the painting is wearing a dragon-fish robe, holding a weapon that looks like a knife or a sword. His whole body has the characteristics of a real dragon, and there is a vertical eye open between his eyebrows.

The court has been debating the issue of identifying the cave in Yanliang Town, and now has reached a conclusion.

Yanliang Town was officially named [Lü Zu Temple].

All the households received the relevant information immediately, mainly the general description of the three-headed guardian ghost, and the highlighted...

[Shen Lian is suspected to be related to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and is suspected to be the reincarnation of Lu Zu. ]

(End of this chapter)