I can't be a demon.

Chapter 191 The Lost Lion Ancestor, the Nine Spirits Saint

"Noisy!!!"

As soon as the statue finished speaking, the lions surrounding Zuo Yan went crazy.

Zuo Yan couldn't help but lose his mind.

Because the smell emitted by the statue was too sweet, even though the Jinwu Guard's body was only more like a demon, he couldn't help but swallow it.

Demons with less than a thousand years of cultivation cannot resist temptation at all.

The lions pounced on the statue, spit flying from their mouths.

Bang bang bang.

When they were about half a meter away, the lions' bodies began to collapse, and the sound of bones breaking was endless, turning into minced meat that fell like rain all over the sky.

The clay statue stands still, with a creepy smile on its face.

The surroundings suddenly became dead silent.

Only the head lion noticed something was wrong in advance and escaped the disaster by falling back half a step. It was now looking at the statue with horror.

"Why do I feel that monsters are all transformed from mortals?"

The statue murmured, and then a figure slowly walked out of it.

The whole body was protected by a sixth-grade lotus pedestal of flesh and blood, just like the scene of immortals and Buddhas descending to the world as described in historical books. For a moment, the lion head was a little at a loss.

"interesting."

All the lions in the group have human faces and look about 50% similar, like blood-related siblings, with the characteristics coming from the head lion.

How to say it, it seems that all lion groups are derived from the leader lion.

Shen Lian stretched out his hand and stored the minced meat into the fruit core. Now that he was practicing Lingtai Fangcunxin, the resources of the elixir fruit were always insufficient.

[The remains of the lion monster]

[Originally he was an ordinary mortal, but was transformed by the ancestral worship magic of Panhuan Cave. He is the 36th generation disciple of Tuanxiang.]

The leader lion felt that he was no match for the enemy, so he turned around and ran away in panic.

Zuo Yan collapsed to the ground. He had been sleepless for more than half a month and was already on the verge of collapse. His flesh and blood began to dissolve as if he was relieved.

Shen Lian quickly protected Zuo Yan and poured a mouthful of medicinal wine into the latter's mouth.

With the help of medicine to replenish his internal strength, the dissolution of Zuo Yan's flesh and blood came to an abrupt halt. Fortunately, the Tao infant condensed by the "Huqiu Sutra" was in the Niwan Palace. The importance of the head far exceeds that of the body.

The wound on the neck has begun to sprout.

"Thank you, Master Shen..."

"It's okay, Zuo Qianhu, have you seen the true body of the Great Ape Demon-Subduing Heavenly Venerable?"

"Never."

Zuo Yan couldn't help but shudder, and then added: "We all know that the Great Ape Demon Subduing Heavenly Venerable is related to you, so we didn't pay too much attention to the rumors of the evil spirit at that time..."

"As a result, a disaster suddenly swept Taiyuan Town." Zuo Yan closed his eyes in pain, "Mortals will be transformed into human-faced lion monsters sooner or later. It's too late. It's too late."

"What is the magical power of the evil spirit?"

"Assimilation, or reproduction, allows any living creature to become a lion demon."

"And all the demons and alchemists in Panhuan Cave share the same magical power. Anyone who is contaminated by their evil spirit will become a demon."

According to the information from the wise eye identification, the human-faced lion monster just killed was the 36th generation.

Shen Lian had never seen such a strange and inexplicable magical power. It was like a zombie virus, which indirectly proved that the source, the Nine Spirits Yuansheng, was extremely terrifying.

Zuo Yan's face changed drastically.

"Not good! Lord Shen, don't let the hundred-year-old lion demon escape!"

"The head lion is a disciple of the 35th generation. It won't be long before he will infect hundreds of lion monsters, enough to form a monster tide!!"

"Don't worry, I'm not a soft-hearted person."

Shen Lian's mind moved, and Yunling Daoying appeared in his palm.

When the Dao Infant revealed its light, Zuo Yan couldn't help swallowing his saliva repeatedly. The pungent smell of blood and food spread to an area of ​​a hundred miles.

After a while.

More than a dozen lion monsters gathered around.

The lions were simply unable to control their greedy instincts. Even though they knew it was extremely dangerous, there seemed to be a voice in their hearts repeating itself over and over again.

Eating this person can add four to five hundred years of Taoism to your life!!!
Shen Lian glanced at the monster.

Except for the head lion, the rest of the lion monsters were transformed not long ago. They still have the characteristics of wild beasts and there are traces of demonic erosion on their backs.

In just a few minutes, the head lion infected the wild beasts and reproduced a group of offspring.

To be precise, he is the 36th generation disciple of Panhuan Cave.

"Nine Spirits Yuansheng is definitely a peerless demon with ten thousand years of cultivation. The wisdom eye's magical power calls this magical power "Ancestor Worship", which is not inferior to Madam White Bone and the human mother Yin Wenjiao."

While Shen Lian was stunned, more than a dozen disciples of the 36th generation had already taken shape.

He has only been practicing Taoism for two or three years, but there are almost no visible disadvantages of his ancestor worship supernatural powers, and the transformed lion demon is a real monster.

"Nine Spirits Yuansheng?"

"It's clearly the zombie ancestor. My god, these ten-thousand-year-old monsters are more terrifying than each other."

Shen Lian flicked his finger, and the blood diluted a hundred times fell into the lion group, but the 36th generation disciples could not bear the nutrients of the blood.

The lions died suddenly.

"How evil."

Shen Lian secretly used his fishing skills, and the soul of the monster sank into the mouth of the Taoist infant.

The lion's face was full of fear. Shen Lian's action of devouring souls was not ordinary at all. It was clearly the transformation of a demon with profound Taoism.

and many more!

The lion head tilted its head to look at him and found that Shen Lian was somewhat similar to the Great Ape Subduing Demon.

"You, you, you...you are the Great Ape Demon Subduing Heavenly Master?!!"

"So what?"

The head lion's eyes turned red, and he couldn't help but say, "Hahaha, we in Panhuan Cave came here just for you. It won't be long before you become the tenth generation lion uncle of Panhuan Cave!"

"And then?" "Don't you feel honored? That's the ancestor of the elephant-twisting lion!"

Shen Lian had no expression on his face.

The head lion added: "If you continue to harm your fellow lion brothers, even if you join Panhuan Cave, the Tuanxiang Lion Ancestor will punish you."

Shen Lian restrained his breath, and the head lion shook his head, "Since the Elephant Lion Ancestor has taken a fancy to you, it is your destiny as the Great Ape Demon Subduing Heavenly Venerable!"

"hehe."

Shen Lian realized the horror of ancestor worship. As long as Jiuling Yuansheng was alive, his disciples and grandchildren would continue to use ancestor worship to reproduce and thrive.

Even though there are only thirty-six generations, the actual number of lions may exceed ten thousand.

The lion group is the offspring of Jiuling Yuansheng, and also the Dharma body outside of Jiuling Yuansheng's body. They are worthy of being the mount of Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun.

But then again, it stands to reason that the magical power of ancestor worship is enough to bring about the fall of the Tang Dynasty.

Why has Panhuan Cave remained relatively unknown before?
If it weren't for Tuan Xiang, one of the seven lions, who wanted to adopt him as his offspring, Shen Lian would have rarely heard of the name of Panhuan Cave before.

Could it be that Jiuling Yuansheng, like the other great demons in the world, is afraid of something?
"I am the 35th generation disciple of the Tuanxiang Lion Ancestor. If Uncle Lion is willing, please go with me to Taiyuan Town and enter Panhuan Cave."

"Not urgent."

Shen Lian's attitude softened, but Zuo Yan became a little anxious.

Taiyuan Town is almost fallen, and the only one who can influence the situation is Shen Lian. If he chooses to become a disciple of Panhuan Cave, the consequences will be disastrous.

Shen Lian smiled with a fake smile, "I have long heard of the great name of Jiuling Yuansheng. I was Meng Lang before, so naturally I am willing to become a disciple of Panhuan Cave."

"Okay, I'll take the initiative to meet with the Elephant Lion Ancestor, and the dispute here can be forgiven."

Shen Lian nodded repeatedly and reached out to grab his left arm. "How about this, I'll cut off one of my arms as an apology. I hope Brother Shi can say a few kind words to you."

The left arm fell off, but there was no blood at the broken end.

"You know what's going on..."

Zuo Yan opened his mouth wide, not understanding Shen Lian's purpose.

The lion stared at the broken arm greedily, unable to suppress its appetite any longer. It lowered its head and tore off the flesh and blood, swallowing it whole.

What was strange was that the blood and flesh were turned into nutrients without much digestion by the stomach and intestines.

Roar! ! !
The lion head kept stretching its limbs, and the demonic energy in its body began to boil, and a large number of twisted lines appeared on the surface of the elephant skin.

In the blink of an eye, the Taoist practice has reached nearly six hundred years.

Zuo Yan wanted to say something but stopped himself. However, Shen Lian gave him a sip of medicinal wine, signaling him not to speak.

Unlike ordinary monsters, the lion's cultivation level was stuck at 599 years, just like a cultivator facing a bottleneck, which led to a demonic outburst.

After a long time.

Most of the nutrients in the broken arm have been wasted, and the head lion has only reached 600 years of cultivation.

It can be seen that the body and soul of the lion head show signs of returning to the original form, becoming more human-like, while emitting a faint aura unique to a Taoist priest.

Shen Lian patted the lion's back and secretly used his wisdom eye.

【Lion Monster】

[Originally he was an ordinary mortal, but was transformed by the ancestral worship magic of Panhuan Cave. He is the 34th generation disciple of Tuanxiang.]

Sure enough, the monster created by the ancestor worship magic power was flawed.

It is difficult for them to surpass the previous generation in terms of Taoism, so every time they improve their Taoism, their body and soul have to undergo a complete transformation.

"Great Ape Demon Subduing Heavenly Lord, give me some more flesh and blood, it's not enough!!!"

The lion's breathing was heavy, and after taking the Broken Arm medicine, his improvement in Taoism was a natural result.

Under normal circumstances, the iterative promotion of Panhuan Cave requires a life-and-death struggle, and Shen Lian’s broken arm seems to be some kind of panacea.

If you let yourself swallow an arm again.

With another arm, he would be the 33rd generation disciple with 700 years of Taoist practice.

Or if you count his feet and internal organs, a thousand years of cultivation is not a luxury. Yes, he owes it to himself, so it is normal to eat some flesh and blood!

“Bring it here!!!”

The lion bared its teeth, threatening Shen Lian to pay with blood and flesh.

"Hehehe, come on."

Shen Lian stretched out his left arm, and the lion head bit it impatiently, tearing the flesh and blood with its sharp teeth, wanting to taste the deliciousness.

"Eat more. Not only will you become a 30th-generation disciple, but you can also become a 20th-generation disciple. You can even be the Tuanxiang."

Shen Lian's muscles swelled and the sound of teeth breaking came from the lion's mouth.

"Don't you like eating? Keep eating!!!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Shen Lian's right arm became more and more violent. After reaching seven or eight meters, the upper and lower jaws of the lion head exploded directly, and the tongue was mostly broken.

"Don't want to eat anymore? It's my turn to eat you next, right?"

Zuo Yan shuddered, and then noticed that the lion leader was shaking wildly.

The skin and flesh kept wriggling, as if a living thing was about to break out of the body.

boom.

Dark green blood gushed out, carrying with it the demon blood of the lion head, and flowed into the gap in the left arm. Then the arm grew out instantly.

"Woo..."

Shen Lian punched out, and the lion's head broke into pieces.

[Fishing for the human-faced lion monster, experience gained from past karma +0.04%]

[Rebirth karma reaches 10.01%, martial arts points +10]

Zuo Yan was dumbfounded and lost in thought for a moment.

What was going on? Was Shen Lian's body already immortal? The demon devoured his flesh and blood, but ended up becoming Shen Lian's blood food.

Go against Tiangang! ! !

Shen Lian's expression flashed with eagerness, because he found a shortcut to Lingtai Fangcun practice.

(End of this chapter)