I can't be a demon.

Chapter 220 The Human Head Lantern in the Dream
"In a sense, Ghost Dad is more suitable to be an immortal than me."

Shen Lian stood in the newly built temple. The statue of Tianpeng did not move. Ghost Dad devoted himself to protecting the Yanshan area.

Ghost Daddy's temperament is as calm as a calm lake. If he doesn't come to the Ghost Shop, he actually spends most of his time standing behind the counter in a daze.

There is no need to say more about the ghost mother. As a weapon ghost, her intelligence is inherently low. In fact, she can be regarded as the ghost father's natal magic weapon. The two complement each other.

Shen Lian walked out of Tianpeng Temple without revealing the secret of the opportunity hidden by Ghost Father.

"After a while, some warriors will definitely notice something..."

"kindness?"

Shen Lian opened his mouth slightly, and then noticed that the father of the man buying vegetables seemed to have telepathic connection with him, and ran into the Tianpeng Temple to observe the ghost father.

The ghost father did not make things difficult for his twin brothers, but took extra care of them.

After a while.

The father was seen slipping out of the temple with an incredible look on his face, as if he had understood something.

Shen Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but his father did fit in with the methods of Tian Peng Zhen Jun. Didn't that mean that he could reach the sixth level of Yuan Dan in the near future?
"With Ghost Dad here, even if a four thousand year old demon shows up, the safety of the Yanshan area will surely be guaranteed."

"but……"

The vertical eye between Shen Lian's eyebrows remained open, scanning Yanliang Town again and again.

"Logically, the culprit for the elephant lice should still be in the city, but even the food supplement magic can't detect the taste."

"I'll get the rat out if I can."

Shen Lian wanted to see what Lion Camel Ridge could do, and he had an idea in mind after going to the capital, but there was no better solution at the moment, so he could only let the starling patrol the city as much as possible.

There is something weird about Lion Camel Ridge.

The old yellow-fanged elephant alone is difficult enough to deal with, so it's hard to imagine the other two demon kings.

Shen Lian pretended nothing had happened and returned to the pawn shop, then began to temper the ghost gourd, while at the same time keeping his eyes open to observe the people entering and leaving the town.

The medicinal power of the elixir fruit seeped into the ghost gourd, and the quality of the magic weapon gradually became superior.

The ghost girl mixed the insect eggs into part of the wine pool. Due to the transformation of the magic weapon, a large number of insect eggs hatched into larvae, which absorbed the smell of alcohol.

Shen Lian sighed when he saw this, thinking that his sister was the kind-hearted one.

As long as the poisonous insects don't harm the wine, it doesn't matter how many insects the ghost girl raises. It is better than the Lion Camel Ridge in the original work where mortals are raised to eat meat.

Shen Lian seized the opportunity to activate the Purple Mansion Tempering Technique.

As he came into contact with more and more cave forces, he had realized that the importance of the wine gourd was not just for brewing wine. Once the body was affected by demons, he could use the magic weapon to escape.

"You really don't give up!"

Shen Lian showed a hint of sneer on his face, and suddenly felt that he was being watched vaguely.

The peeping came at the perfect time, just when the Ghost Gourd was about to be promoted. He had to concentrate fully on refining the weapon.

Of course, the other party didn't know that Shen Lian has always been accustomed to multitasking.

"Something's wrong. I can't seem to find the source when I spy on it?"

Otherwise, the starling would have found the target in the first place without waiting for Shen Lian's attention.

Shen's refining skills became more and more intense, and he looked like he had no time to pay attention to the outside world. However, the ghost gourd had begun to show signs of transformation.

More than forty shadows of immortals appeared in the courtyard.

The peep is getting closer.

Shen Lian got goose bumps on his back, as if the other person was right at the door of the pawn shop.

However, as it was getting close to evening, there were only a few people in the streets and alleys, but they were all mortals and the neighbors knew them.

“It feels like… it’s like another world is approaching me!!!”

Shen Lian immediately realized that the peeping was most likely from a dream, the dream of that old elephant with yellow teeth. No wonder there had been no trace of it.

His mind moved slightly, and the sixth-grade flesh and blood lotus platform came to the Niwan Palace.

"The lotus platform is neither real nor imaginary. Maybe it can be brought into dreams."

Rumble.

The ghost gourd has absorbed 80% of the medicinal power of the elixir fruit, and the promotion is coming to an end.

A mysterious Taoist rhyme is revealed inside and outside the magic weapon, the picture of immortals crossing the sea becomes more and more complicated, and more than forty strange and bizarre immortals appear on the surface.

The wine flowed violently.

Nian'er rode on the back of the dragon fish robe, laughing as she rode the wind and waves.

Perhaps because of the poisonous insect, the style of the painting of Immortals Crossing the Sea changed, and some of the immortals even showed insect-like features in their appearance.

Shen Lian didn't have time to investigate further as he suddenly became dazed for no reason.

Clues began to emerge in the dream of the old yellow-fanged elephant.

The strange phenomenon of the ghost gourd disappeared, indicating that the magic weapon was officially upgraded to a superior level.

Shen Lian was breathing rapidly, and at the moment when his consciousness was about to be pulled into the dream, he smelled a familiar scent through his food-replenishing ability.

"It's him?"

Shen Lian glanced silently around the Tide Martial Arts Hall and saw Bai Haibo and his son preparing dinner, while the other disciples were chatting with each other.

He quickly found Li Huan, who was in a remote room.

To be precise, Li Huan's body was in the side room.

The corpse was headless, but its organs were still alive. Judging from its posture, it seemed that he had been resting not long ago. There was no bloodstain around the bed.

Li Huan’s head… seemed to be heading alone to the dreamland of the old yellow-fanged elephant.

Shen Lian recalled that there was indeed a difference in skin color on Li Huan's neck. He didn't pay attention to it at the time, but now it seems that the prince has already died.

A head from Lion Camel Ridge occupied Li Huan's body.

"Haha, you're not planning to give me a skull replacement surgery, are you?"

A trance.

Shen Lian's consciousness had entered the dreamland. When he looked up, he saw only thick fog mixed with blood, but no sign of the hanged old elephant with yellow teeth.

He could not move, his limbs seemed to be fixed to his body.

I watched helplessly as the rope dropped from above my head wrapped around my neck and then hung me in the air.

Although it is the consciousness that is pulled into the dream, there is an illusion of vividness, and the injuries suffered in the dream will be reflected in the physical body.

Shen Lian breathed a sigh of relief, noticing that the sixth-grade blood and flesh lotus platform was hidden deep in his consciousness. With the help of the sixth-grade blood and flesh lotus platform, he could forcibly leave the dream of the yellow-fanged old elephant, but it was inevitable that the lotus platform would be damaged to a certain extent.

"who?!!"

Click click click.

There was no response, and the rope began to tighten little by little.

Shen Lian's face flushed red, and a feeling of suffocation surged into his heart. The rope seemed to be made of human tendons, and it took at least a hundred lives to weave it together.

He looked extremely miserable, and his purple blood vessels seemed about to burst.

"As expected, he wants to take over my body. Once my head falls to the ground, he can easily take over my body."

Click click click.

The rope dug into his flesh, and Shen Lian's neck could no longer bear the weight.

He was only breathing in but not out, and blood was dripping down his limbs. No matter how you looked at it, it was only a matter of time before his head and body were separated.

The thick fog surged, and it was obvious that the other party could not wait to accept the physical body.

Shen Lian heard some rustling noises.

Then, a thin figure came into view.

The figure had a hunched back and was covered with sparse hair. It had obvious features of a weasel and its eyes were full of greed.

There were three or four ropes tied around the weasel's neck.

The rope did not catch the weasel, but the other end was connected to a number of human heads, like a human head lantern hanging in the air.

Most of the heads had rotted away, but Li Huan's head was still alive, and his eyes even blinked unconsciously.

The weasel crawled on all fours in the dream, sniffing Shen Lian's scent deeply.

"I am... hehe, I am the patrolling demon of Panchang Mountain."

"King Yellow Fang asked me to, huh, to fetch Li... Li Huan's head. I saw... your head is not bad either. I'm sure King Yellow Fang will... hehe, like it."

The weasel's every move was like that of a madman. Its claws scratched unconsciously while it spoke, its eyes kept dodging, and its expression kept changing.

Shen Lian could feel that the weasel’s cultivation history was about two thousand years.

That’s right, an ordinary patrolling demon in Lion Camel Ridge has such profound Taoism. It is hard to imagine how terrifying the Taoism of the three kings is.

"You smell so good. You smell so good."

The weasel licked the blood at the bottom of Shen Lian's feet.

However, the pool of blood was just the manifestation of Shen Lian's injured consciousness in the dream. There was no blood at all, so the weasel was destined not to be able to taste it.

"Little demon... Little demon, I can only borrow Li Huan's body to come to the mortal world. Otherwise, I will definitely, hehe, definitely come and taste you, young master."

The weasel paused, then grinned and said, "Wait a minute, Li Huan... Li Huan's body is about to be discovered. I'll be back soon."

It reached out and took off its own head, exchanging it with Li Huan's.

The weasel disappeared into the dream.

In this way, the weasel will be able to take over Li Huan's body, but it can only control one body at a time, and the remaining heads should be spares.

"Lion Camel Ridge's infiltration into the Tang Dynasty is deeper than imagined."

Shen Lian's face was solemn, and a sixth-grade flesh and blood lotus platform appeared between his eyebrows.

boom.

The rope broke.

But the rope was tied to the yellow-fanged old elephant after all, and a petal of the sixth-grade flesh and blood lotus was broken, and it would take about half a month to grow back.

Shen Lian followed the weasel out of the dream and woke up in the courtyard.

.........

At the same time, in the Tide Martial Arts School.

"Li Huan! Li Huan!!!"

Bai Haibo knocked hard on the door of the wing room.

When he arrived at dinner time, he didn't see Li Huan. As a result, he smelled a bloody smell in the backyard, which came from Li Huan's house.

Bai Haibo no longer held back and kicked towards the wooden door.

boom.

The room was pitch black, and he found Li Huan sitting at the head of the bed, with a little blood on his chest and naked impatience in his eyes.

"Disciple, are you okay?"

"My head hurts a bit, it's okay, just rest, you need to rest."

"Why don't I accompany you to the clinic, or just go to the government office..."

hiss.

Li Huan's face was fierce. If it weren't for the threat from the guardian ghost, he would not dare to expose himself. He would have torn the old man in front of him into pieces. "Master, you should go to sleep."

Bai Haibo felt extremely sleepy and his eyelids trembled uncontrollably. While he was becoming blurred-conscious, the disciple's head in front of him suddenly disappeared.

"you……"

Bai Haibo fell to the ground and fell asleep.

The weasel hurried back to the dream and headed straight for Shen Lian's location.

"King Yellow Fang will like it! From now on, I, the little demon, can become... Little Diamond Wind!"

The weasel stopped and Shen Lian could no longer be seen in the thick fog.

It bared its teeth in an angry grin, and moved around at a loss, muttering to itself, "I am a patrolling demon from Panchang Mountain..."

"Patrol the mountains well in your next life!!!"

Shen Lian appeared in the dream. The sixth-grade flesh and blood lotus platform not only protected his consciousness, but also brought Yunling Dao Infant into the dream.

The Taoist infant crawled into the body of the weasel.

[Fishing for weasels, experience gained from past lives +0.32%]

Memories surged in Shen Lian's mind, and a strange and inexplicable martial arts was created.

[Heart Sutra on Reincarnation]

(End of this chapter)