I can't be a demon.

Chapter 234: Those who hold the scriptures must carry them on their journey to the west
【Appraisal of the Samantabhadra Sutra (fragment) completed】

Shen Lian's heart was shocked.

After witnessing the strange scriptures, even though I realized that they were related to Buddhism, it was really hard for me to connect the mosquito larvae-like words to them.

Has the Lingshan Mountain in the West been conquered? Otherwise, why would the scriptures be demonized?
"The Samantabhadra Contemplation Sutra should be related to Samantabhadra Bodhisattva."

Shen Lian quickly checked the information obtained from the smart eye identification.

【The Samantabhadra Sutra (fragment)】

[From the Samantabhadra Sutra of Hinayana Buddhism. If you refine the entire text, you can achieve Hinayana enlightenment and step into the realm of immortals on land. Remember, those who hold the scriptures must carry them on their backs and travel westward! ! ! ]

"Carrying the scriptures to the west..."

"The key to becoming a land immortal as mentioned by all the cave dwellers is actually this?!!"

A terrifying thought suddenly occurred to Shen Lian.

If one must refine the scriptures to advance to a terrestrial immortal, would it be like what the information says, "one must carry the scriptures on the journey westward"?

The reason why there are no land immortals in the world is because all the land immortals have gone to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures?
"The Ninety-Nine Eighty-One Tribulations has already become a cave, what kind of Western Sutra are they taking?"

"Will all the immortals on earth be trapped in the Lingshan Mountain in the West Heaven..."

You should know that if the information identified by the wise eye includes "Remember, remember", it usually indicates that this thing is the medium of the cave.

The true scripture is likely to be the medium leading to the Great Leiyin Temple.

Shen Lian licked his dry lips. As the collapsing world of Journey to the West gradually unfolded, he felt that the truth hidden in it became more and more absurd.

"At present, we cannot be sure that the immortals on land are in the Lingshan Mountain in the West."

"As far as I can remember, this world divides Buddhism into four categories: the lower vehicle, the middle vehicle, the Mahayana, and the highest vehicle. What Tang Seng obtained is the Mahayana Buddhism, which is said to be able to save all sentient beings from suffering."

Shen Lian was not clear about the meaning of the four categories of Buddhist teachings.

But the Samantabhadra Sutra was not just a Hinayana Buddhist teaching thousands of years ago. After all, as the fundamental law of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, it is ranked at the forefront in Buddhism.

The four types of Buddhist teachings may have undergone earth-shaking changes, and may even involve some weird stuff.

"Cough cough cough."

While Shen Lian was in a daze, he noticed a cough coming from the ghost gourd.

He smiled awkwardly and glanced at the ghost gourd, almost forgetting about Ma Wanhu. Fortunately, he had deliberately soaked it in medicinal wine when taking the magic weapon.

“Perhaps the Divine Wandering Eight Realms of Internal Kung Fu is far inferior to the Immortal Technique, but we have to admit that the vitality of Divine Wandering cultivators is really strong.”

Ma Wanhu's aura was dim, and his body and soul were covered with the marks of scriptures, but he was still alive.

After Shen Lian brought him to the outside world, he was already very conscious, but he was unconsciously reciting strange scriptures.

There were footsteps hurrying towards us outside the courtyard.

Su Yu and others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Ma Wanhu was safe and sound.

Then, Shen Lian stretched out his hand and placed it on Ma Wanhu's forehead. The relic bone emitted light, causing the scriptures in the latter's body to surge.

Scriptures that ordinary people avoided continuously disappeared between Shen Lian's flesh.

Everyone could feel that Shen Lian was using the erosion of the scriptures to refine his body, and the resentment generated became nutrients to replenish his body and soul.

They were horrified, believing that only demons could feed on resentment.

"Mr. Ma, are you okay?"

Su Yu seemed a little anxious. The situation in the capital was now a little out of control.

Senior officials are all seeking to protect themselves, and most of the Jinwu Guards are connected to the Cave Mansion. At present, there is simply no manpower to check and balance the various forces.

"It's okay, but there's nothing I can do."

Ma Wanhu waved his hands weakly, "My foundation is completely destroyed. My soul will not be able to leave my body for at least twenty years."

Su Yu was about to speak when Ma Wanhu turned around and looked at Shen Lian solemnly.

"Your Highness."

"I fell into a dream, and Guan Ping took me to see many things, including the cave deep in the dream, huh..."

Ma Wanhu's cultivation collapsed, and he said in a slightly desperate tone: "I just want to know, is there any hope for the current Tang Dynasty?"

There was a cry in his voice.

After working hard for the Tang Dynasty for most of his life, he found that he had been doing useless work.

The capital can exist purely because Lion Camel Ridge does not want the Tang Dynasty to be destroyed. The three-headed demon deep in the dream is absolutely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Su Yu remained silent, looking somewhat helpless.

She was at a loss as to what to do and wanted to avoid it, for she was really afraid of hearing a desperate answer from Shen Lian.

"There is hope. The Tang Dynasty is not doomed."

Shen Lian looked around, then took out the ghost gourd and poured it out gently.

A large number of unconscious people fell into Fuhou Street. They were generally suffering from the erosion of petrification and their vitality was showing signs of decline.

"So hot!"

Ye Lan cried out in surprise as the statue of Zhong Kui that she was carrying emitted high temperature.

The six people from Xinshan took the statue of Zhong Kui, lifted it above their heads according to the custom in Yanliang Town, and paraded the statue through the streets with it on their shoulders for public display.

"Don't be afraid of evil spirits, there is Zhong Kui above your head!"

"Don't be afraid of evil spirits, there is Zhong Kui above your head!"

Tens of thousands of people were twitching all around, with massive amounts of resentment flowing out of their bodies.

The statue of Zhong Kui swallowed up the resentment, and people began to wake up one after another, looking towards the six people from Xinshan amidst the wailing.

The statue of Zhong Kui was shaking, and wherever it passed, all resentment disappeared.

The fishing magic is brought to its extreme.

The resentment dissipated, and then a faint demonic aura began to grow.

Everyone was horrified to find that the evil spirit actually came from some of the people, and even two Jinwu Guards were wailing constantly.

The statue of Zhong Kui shines brightly, and the monsters cannot resist the temptation of his fishing magic.

They covered their heads, and from the neck up they became less and less human.
The people fled away in fear, never expecting that the relatives and friends they interacted with on a daily basis were actually transformed into monsters. How could they not be terrified?

Now that I think about it, my relatives and friends did suddenly become withdrawn.

"Demon...demon!"

"Look, Wu Laosan is a demon!"

"Son, how can you be a demon? How can I live with you?"

Faced with the fishing magic, the demons with inferior skills had nowhere to hide. Their heads trembled uncontrollably and blood flowed from their mouths and noses.

“Photo!!”

Shen Lian’s angry roar could be heard in Fuhou Street, and it seemed as if the statue of Zhong Kui was speaking human words.

Souls fell into the Zhong Kui Temple like moths to a flame, and prompts appeared on the profession panel one after another.

[Rebirth karma reaches 30.02%, martial arts points +10]

The experience progress of the karma of past lives finally settled at 36.87%.

Shen Lian understood that whether he wanted to get the Tang Dynasty back on track or gain enough experience, he would have to confront Lion Camel Ridge sooner or later.

There are only more than 20,000 people in Nan'an Street, which is just the tip of the iceberg of the capital.

If the whole city is screened, the deceased's karma can definitely reach the sixth level, but Shen Lian is not ready to face the enemy head-on at present.

It doesn't matter if he kills some monsters. After all, he has the identity of the descendant of the Yellow Tooth Ancestor.

However, in order to shake the foundation of Lion Camel Ridge, the old yellow-fanged elephant had to take action and sacrifice his own relatives for the sake of justice.

Compared to the massive amount of experience required to reach the sixth level, the hundreds of thousands of monsters in the capital can at least be seen and touched.

"This old man is truly... derelict in his duty."

Ma Wanhu's eyes were dim and his hands were trembling as he looked at Fuhou Street.

The other Jinwu Guards felt their scalps tingling.

Shen Lian activated the relic bone, and his consciousness quietly came to the Buddhist kingdom in his dream. He tried his best to embed the heads back into his original body.

However, once the head is changed, the body and soul have become containers for possession of other bodies.

They must stay within the range of the fishing magic at all times, otherwise as soon as they leave Fuhou Street, their consciousness will immediately fall into a dream of being beheaded.

"Master Ma, the cave deep in the capital is called Lion Camel Ridge. Its origin is very complicated. I am not sure I can deal with it."

"But as long as I am here, the Tang Dynasty...will not be destroyed!!"

Su Yu's body trembled, and Ma Wanhu's mood returned to calm.

Ma Wanhu smiled with relief.

After witnessing the terrifying power of Shen Lian's martial arts realm, he once believed that if Shen Lian ever felt that he was a demon, the entire Yanshan area would become a demon's lair.

Now that I think about it, if the Tang Dynasty is destined to be destroyed, turning into demons together seems... acceptable?
Ma Wanhu stood up and leaned against the wall. "The change of the Tang Emperor this time will definitely cause more trouble than before. The Jinwu Guards are far from enough. I will contact the remaining Wanhu immediately."

"Master Ma, before Guan Ping died...what did she see in the depths of her dream?"

"Guan Ping is not dead."

Shen Lian frowned. It was obvious that Guan Fu's body was dead.

Ma Wanhu looked at Su Yu and said, "You guys should go out for now and cooperate with the constables to arrange for the people in Nan'an Street to stay in Fuhou Street. What happens next is not something you can know."

"it is good."

Su Yu led the Jinwu Guards to leave the Zhong Kui Temple.

Ma Wanhu used his internal energy to set up an isolation array, but Shen Lian hurriedly stopped him.

"Nian'er."

"Brother, I understand!"

Nian'er clapped her hands, and a vast number of poisonous insects crawled out from the ground. The silk threads of the insects made the Zhong Kui Temple airtight, and even spiritual consciousness could hardly penetrate it.

Ma Wanhu then discovered that the little girl playing with mud in the corner was actually a big monster.

"Shen Lian, you... wouldn't you also leave demons guarding the Yanshan area?"

"Don't worry, it's my dad."

Shen Lian continued to ask: "Let's talk about Lion Camel Ridge. Why didn't Guan Ping die?"

"She has become a fairy."

As Ma Wanhu spoke, there was a look of deep astonishment in his eyes.

"I saw it with my own eyes. Guan Fu's body was just an empty shell. Guan Ping used the true scripture to become an immortal and has already gone to Lion Camel Ridge."

"What do you mean by becoming an immortal?"

"It's hard to explain. It looks like a fairy or Buddha, but it's incomplete."

Ma Wanhu's forehead was bulging with veins. "She told me that she has not yet become an immortal, but the first time I saw her, I had an idea that this is what an immortal or Buddha should be like."

Shen Lian patted Ma Wanhu on the shoulder, and the latter came to his senses.

"Feel sorry."

"Guan Ping mentioned that there is middle-level Buddhism deep in Lion Camel Ridge. Only by obtaining middle-level Buddhism can one completely transcend and become a land immortal."

The reason why Ma Wanhu could survive in Guan Mansion was because his foundation was destroyed early on and he had no ambition to become an immortal.

Shen Lian had a lot of thoughts.

The Hinayana Buddhist Sutra that Guan Ping came into contact with, the Samantabhadra Contemplation Sutra, only had four characters, which should not be enough to make her an immortal. It is highly likely that she has turned into a demon.

"The true scriptures are divided into four categories. Both the Hinayana and Mahayana Buddhism can lead to the promotion of earthly immortals. So, what is the difference between them?"

Ma Wanhu was afraid that Shen Lian would covet the Middle Vehicle Buddhism, so he added: "Each cave has the method of refining the true scriptures. Shen Lian, you should reach the ninth level of the Heavenly Palace before considering becoming a land immortal."

"kindness."

Shen Lian’s spiritual sense swept across the four-character scroll in the ghost gourd.

(End of this chapter)