I can't be a demon.

Chapter 237: Journey to the West a Thousand Years Early
"what?"

Shen Lian suddenly noticed that the pattern of the wine gourd with the group of immortals crossing the sea had changed, and a few lifelike waves appeared on the sea without him knowing.

He scanned the space, and just in time the pulp had brewed the first drop of wine.

The wine is golden in color and has no impurities.

【Nirvana Wine】

[It is brewed from a ghost gourd. After taking it, the body and soul will be transformed and the skin will be shed, erasing all injuries.]

The waves created by the immortals crossing the sea are the manifestation of the Nirvana wine.

"It is an opportunity to become a treasure..."

Shen Lian used his spiritual consciousness to communicate with the ghost gourd and confirmed that it was not an illusion.

"The reason why Nirvana Wine triggered an opportunity is because the medicinal power has reached the level of land immortals. As long as we continue to brew wine of the same quality, Ghost Gourd will be promoted sooner or later."

"Good baby."

Shen Lian couldn't let go of the ghost gourd and only put it back to his waist when it started to get dark.

He then disposed of the Hinayana Samantabhadra fruit.

The peel is like human skin, with complicated scriptures flashing on it; the core is a low-quality, miniature version of the Bibotan relic, emitting brilliant Buddhist light.

Bathing in the Buddha's light, I did feel like I was about to be eerie.

The most troublesome one was undoubtedly the Buddha worm, which was relatively fragile and took most of the day to catch.

The Buddha insect looks similar to a young cicada, with a milky white body, but when it opens its mouth, the voice of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva can be heard chanting sutras.

"Sitting in the water and shedding skin is just the transformation of insects. It is possible that the true body of Samantabhadra is also a cicada insect."

After the Buddha worm is separated from the pulp, it becomes listless even with the nourishment of medicinal wine.

Shen Lian knew that he had to refine the Buddha worm as quickly as possible. Once it lost its life force, the Buddhist secrets he had comprehended would be greatly reduced.

The same is true for the fruit peel, the medicinal power disappears silently.

"Once the soul is transformed into the primordial spirit, the chance of advancing to the eighth level of the divine journey will increase by 30%."

The soul that wanders in the eight realms can stay out of the body for a long time, relying on the primordial spirit, and can even ignore the extremely corrosive aura of demons.

Among the four kinds of Dan Guo, only the core of the fruit makes Shen Lian feel deeply afraid.

Without the relevant method, he really didn't dare to refine the Hinayana Buddhism. Besides, he was still two major realms away from becoming a land immortal.

“However, after the retreat, although I am not fully committed to it, I definitely have no time to obtain the side books of Qinglin Academy.”

Shen Lian opened his eyes and secretly scanned the Buddhist kingdom in his dream.

Now, only the three descendants of the old yellow-fanged elephant have completed their cultivation. After some time, he may not have the energy to go into seclusion again.

"It's difficult, I can only complete the retreat as soon as possible..."

At this moment.

Shen Lian sensed a strange aura approaching Fuhou Street. The person coming was a Taoist priest, but the cave behind him was not involved in the replacement of the Tang Emperor.

"Haha."

Shen Lian waved his hand and the gate of the courtyard opened.

A man appeared in front of the Zhong Kui Temple, his whole body emitting a burning flame, his skin was as smooth as a baby's, and his cultivation had reached the Yuan Dan level.

"It's been a long time since I last saw you, Lord Wang. You look radiant."

"No way, after receiving the news from you, Brother Shen, I rushed here all the way."

Wang Xin touched his face, smiled awkwardly and shook his head.

Before he entered the Flaming Mountain, he practiced the internal energy of the Holy Infant Sutra related to Red Boy, but he was unable to control the embers of the Three Flavors True Fire in his heart, resulting in large scars on his skin.

After becoming a Taoist priest, my body was reshaped, but I felt a little uncomfortable with it.

Shen Lian looked Wang Xin up and down. The latter was at least an inner sect disciple in Huoyan Mountain, and the magic power he cultivated was extremely pure.

Wang Xin’s experience in the Flaming Mountain was not simple, as he was able to enter the cave in such a short time.

"I thought Lord Wang wouldn't arrive in the capital until next month, so I didn't have time to greet him."

Shen Lian was truly happy for Wang Xin. The reason why Yanliang Town was able to maintain stability was mainly due to the protection of Wang Xin and others.

"Brother Shen, please stop talking bad about me. I was able to become a disciple of Huoyan Mountain thanks to you. And please stop calling me sir. If you don't mind, we can just call each other fellow Taoists."

"where."

Wang Xin smiled without saying anything. If he hadn't had the treasures given to him by the guardian gods, he would have probably become a pile of dry bones in the Flaming Mountain long ago.

When he faced the demons alone, he realized the deterrent power of the protective ghosts and gods.

"Brother Shen, where are you going?"

Wang Xin came to his senses and found that Shen Lian was actually taking him to the next block.

"Have you ever stayed in Qinglin Mansion?"

"No, I am a reserve soldier in Zizhu Mansion, Xicheng District..."

"It's a good time to visit."

Wang Xin felt something was wrong. The moment the two of them set foot in Qinglin Mansion, he felt inexplicably dizzy and then came to Qinglin Academy.

boom.

Shen Lian kicked open the side hall, and all kinds of demons were wreaking havoc in his body.

During his journey to and from Qinglin Mansion, he inevitably killed dozens of demons. Whenever he encountered the erosion of the forbidden magical powers of the demons, he would not deliberately get rid of them, and his body and soul were still affected by the demon's aura.

As long as Shen Lian doesn't use his strength, there will be no visible clues on the surface. Only when various types of erosion sense that there is a loophole to exploit will they riot.

Wang Xin took a breath of cold air.

Having not seen him for a long time, he actually had no intuitive feeling about Shen Lian's strength. He just felt that the latter's cultivation was unfathomable.

Now that I’ve seen just the tip of the iceberg, it suddenly seems incredibly… outrageous.

What is Shen Lian doing?
Devouring monsters is no longer enough? Are you planning to raise monsters in your body?

"Hehehe." Shen Lian looked around the side hall and did not see any trace of a demon. Apparently, the demon had hurriedly left the side hall after the mummy Buddha finished preaching.

"Brother Wang, please do me a small favor."

Shen Lian turned his head. His head, without any flesh or blood, looked hideous and terrifying. His withered body had countless blood vessels wriggling. "You...you say."

Wang Xin's body temperature dropped sharply, and the wisp of Three Flavors True Fire in his heart was almost extinguished.

"Come here every five days to copy three copies of the exercises. The books are mixed on the bookshelf. Remember not to arrive too early or too late."

Shen Lian licked his lips and said, "Don't worry, those demons don't have the courage to stay in the side hall, but to be on the safe side, I'll give you a token."

Wang Xin hesitated to speak. What on earth did Shen Lian do to scare the demon so much?
Click click click.

Tusks grow out of the mouth.

Shen Lian broke the tusk and handed it to Wang Xin. "Here, I can't guarantee it in other neighborhoods, but it's definitely okay nearby."

"kindness……"

Shen Lian flipped through the three volumes of the unconventional classics, and his energy began to flow, and he had already mastered the martial arts.

"Brother Wang, when you go to Yanliang Town, take the ivory to Tianpeng Temple to worship the statue. Ghost Dad can help you refine it into a superior magic weapon."

Wang Xin put away the ivory in bewilderment.

Why did he feel that Shen Lian’s injury of losing his tusk was just a mosquito bite?
"Thank you, Brother Shen. Even if I have to go through fire and water, I will never be able to repay you for your kindness."

“If it’s a matter of life and death, I won’t let you come to the capital.”

Wang Xin thought about the ivory that was unlike any other ordinary thing and had to admit that the principles in the ancient books were true. It was true that when one person achieves enlightenment, the whole family would benefit.

Shen Lian's teeth are already top-grade spiritual materials. Who dares to doubt his origin as the reincarnation of an immortal or Buddha?

He carefully described the taboos of Qinglin Academy, and at the same time noticed that Wang Xin's Taoist heritage was very suitable for resisting the dried corpse of Buddha. To be precise, flesh, blood and bones did not need water at all.

As soon as the two returned to the real world, Shen Lian chose to go into seclusion again.

.........

Shen Lian sat cross-legged alone in the courtyard.

Before removing the peel and core, carefully check the state of the body and soul.

All kinds of erosion are suppressed by the curse of the yellow-fanged old elephant, and can be eliminated at any time through the supernatural power of wisdom eyes, so there is no risk of getting out of control.

Shen Lian calmed down, and Yun Ling Daoying grabbed the fruit peel and escaped into the Niwan Palace.

“Are you kidding me?!!”

Shen Lian's pupils shrank slightly. As soon as the fruit peel appeared in the Niwan Palace, it turned into a complete Buddha skin, and even the facial features could be seen.

It's like being peeled off from Samantabhadra Bodhisattva alive, still retaining the resentment from his previous life.

"hiss."

"The scriptures are so strange and inexplicable, could it be that the contents were originally engraved on the Buddha's skin?"

"The Buddha was skinned and the scriptures were burned. Did the remaining resentment make the scriptures demonized?"

"Is Tathagata crazy?!"

"Or am I crazy?!!"

Shen Lian felt a chill down his spine, and then his consciousness came into contact with the Buddha skin, and he immediately understood the use of the Buddha skin.

"The three souls and seven spirits were stuffed into the Buddha's skin, forcibly merged into one, and finally transformed into the primordial spirit. Is this wrong? This is too fucking weird, right?"

He hesitated for a few breaths, then controlled the corpse dog soul to drill into Buddha Skin's mouth and nose. The shriveled skin bag filled up a little, as if it was about to come alive.

The dog's spirit began to dissolve bit by bit, just like an insect emerging from a cocoon.

"come on."

"If your soul is seriously damaged, just eat the flesh raw. The medicinal effect will be less, but it won't destroy your foundation completely."

Shen Lian gritted his teeth, and the remaining souls gradually drilled into the Buddha's skin, making Samantabhadra Bodhisattva flesh and blood, with an extremely creepy smiling expression.

Not long after, the sound of scriptures being recited was heard from the Niwan Palace.

Shen Lian's hair stood on end as the sixth-grade flesh and blood lotus platform enveloped the Niwan Palace.

He stared at Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, fearing that the latter would come back to life through a corpse, although according to the information obtained through the appraisal, there would not be such obvious disadvantages.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

The soul and the spirit finally showed signs of merging into one, forming a phantom identical to Shen Lian inside the Buddha's skin, and the strength of his spiritual consciousness increased by dozens of times.

Shen Lian felt relieved, as long as his soul did not look like Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, it would be fine.

Otherwise, he would rather scatter the soul with one punch and then reshape it with Nirvana wine.

The moment [Primordial Spirit] was first formed, cracks appeared on the surface of the Buddha's skin, indicating that the medicinal power was about to be exhausted.

The bottleneck of the Dao Infant's last realm became shaky.

Shen Lian took out the sick Buddha insect. If he didn't refine it, it would completely lose its vitality.

He cut open his palm, and the Buddha worm crawled along the blood vessels into the lower dantian, landed on the top of Yunling Taoist Infant's head, ready to tell the Buddha's words.

At the same time, the Buddha skin of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva was almost reduced to ashes.

As a result, the Buddha skin seemed to sense that the Buddha insect suddenly opened its eyes, its expression became distorted because of the pain, and it trembled as if it was trembling with a last breath.

“It’s too early!!!”

The Buddha's skin could not move when the sixth-grade blood and flesh lotus platform pressed down.

“It’s too early!!!”

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva shouted hysterically.

Shen Lian was confused and asked subconsciously, "What do you mean early?"

"It's a thousand years too early to seek the scriptures!!!"

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva is referring to the 27th year of Zhenguan as the early date for the journey to the West? A thousand years, isn't it just right now?

boom.

The Buddha's skin completely disappeared, and only the soul with an incredible expression remained in the Niwan Palace.

Before Shen Lian could delve deeper, the Buddha insect was already murmuring Buddhist words. Countless profound Buddhist principles surged into his mind, and he quickly closed his eyes to comprehend.

The magical power of fishing affects the Buddha insect invisibly, making the Buddhist secret arts more inclined towards martial arts.

(End of this chapter)