I can't be a demon.

Chapter 238 The Unbearable Moyun Cave

Shen Lian felt his hair stand on end; the process of the Buddha insect telling the Buddha's words was too strange and inexplicable.

Can you imagine that a bug is telling you the great truth of Buddhism in the tone of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva? It is simply suffocating.

Shen Lian suppressed all distracting thoughts and immersed himself completely in the understanding of the Buddhist mystical arts.

He couldn't help but look delighted.

Perhaps because his heart was inclined towards the martial arts stances, the Buddhist secret arts were clearly moving towards the stances and involved the eight realms of spiritual journey.

Shen Lian was only one step away from the seventh realm of Dao Infant, but the Changsheng Pillar had not yet completed the content of the eighth realm of Divine Wandering. He only relied on the Taoist inheritance of various caves to barely have a rudimentary form.

He also knew that the alchemist's practice method was actually not suitable for martial arts at all.

Now that he can use the Buddha worm to open up a new path in martial arts, he is naturally ecstatic.

Not long after, Shen Lian's cultivation naturally began to impact the seventh level of Dao Infant. The courtyard was filled with turbulence and the energy and blood continued to rise.

The atmosphere it exudes is very oppressive.

No one dared to approach the courtyard, only Wang Xin went in and out occasionally, but he only placed the copied unconventional books in the pavilion.

"kindness?"

Shen Lian opened the vertical eye between his eyebrows and looked towards Jinghe Street.

With the help of the primordial spirit, the vertical eye's vision became more detailed and meticulous.

"It seems that Moyun Cave has also noticed that I am in seclusion, and can't wait to make plans."

.........

At the same time, at the city gate.

A sturdy man with a tiger's head and a human body staggered into the capital with twenty or thirty warriors.

It can be seen that the journey was extremely dangerous. The warriors' robes were soaked in blood, and there were bite marks all over their bodies left by demons.

Among them was an old man whose entire right arm was covered in blood and flesh, with the bones exposed.

In the capital, their outward energy seemed out of place.

You know, compared to the Yanshan where martial virtues are abundant, warriors are almost extinct in the capital, and the constables are all appointed from the ten households of the Jinwu Guard.

Only the mansions where the reserve forces were training had some meat bait left, but their qi and blood were definitely not as pure and strong as those of the tiger-headed strong man and others.

The patrolling police officer stood there in a daze, his face full of disbelief.

"The lowest level is a congenital warrior?"

He even saw five Yuandan warriors, and the tiger-headed burly man leading them was a Daoying warrior.

The constable would rather believe that all warriors are transformed from demons. In this era when martial arts have become extinct, where do the Yuandan and Daoying warriors come from?
"hiss……"

The constable glanced at the official road through the city gate.

The broken corpses of dozens of century-old demons lay on the roadside.

In the bushes beside the official road, there were also a lot of demonic auras looming, which showed how many demons were following them as they walked hundreds of miles.

The roars continued one after another, and the demons turned around and left unwillingly.

Facing Lion Camel Ridge, the temptation of blood food is not worth mentioning.

"How...how did they survive? Could it be...could it be that the town they live in is not haunted by demons on a daily basis?"

The constable knew that the capital was far from being as peaceful as it seemed. Warriors, as delicious blood food, would definitely cause a stir in the capital.

There are countless demons in the Buddhist country in the dream.

The constable was about to step forward to stop the warriors, but found that they were walking towards the Jing River.

Some believers holding high the statue of Blood Bodhisattva passed by, and then among the crowd of onlookers, hundreds of people spontaneously followed the warriors.

The constable heard the sound of people swallowing saliva one after another.

"Damn it! Something big is going to happen!!!"

He had worshipped at the Zhong Kui Temple on Fuhou Street and knew that there were a large number of demons hiding among the people, and the number might be even more exaggerated than expected.

The imperial court currently has no way to deal with the situation and can only allow the demons to roam in the capital.

After the warriors' stimulation, wouldn't there be thousands of demons rioting? The resulting chaos would inevitably affect the succession of the Tang Emperor.

"We must drive the warriors out of the capital. We can't let them cause..."

"Hee hee hee."

The constable stopped and beads of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a tender white hand on his shoulder. The nails were bright red, and some dry blood stains could be seen in the cracks.

"Blood Bodhisattva has already taken a fancy to them a few days ago, and now is the time to feast on them."

The constable noticed that the figure behind was actually a fox walking upright, wearing the unique costume of the Blood Bodhisattva Temple priest, and was extremely charming.

"Master, I won't move. Please don't kill me. Please don't kill me!"

"Hehe, close your eyes, it won't hurt."

"Don't……"

The nails dug into the flesh and blood, easily peeling off the skin.

The constable's expression relaxed, and he felt an endless pleasure surge in his heart. He no longer tried to stop the Moyun Cave disciples from taking off his skin.

"Get away!!"

The disciples of Moyun Cave were furious and used all four limbs to climb the wall to avoid it.

The scorching three-color flames brushed across his scalp, burning a patch of hair black.

"Flame Mountain! I didn't expect Li Huan to have a Flame Mountain disciple under his command!!"

Wang Xin stood coldly at the entrance of the alley, unable to suppress the disgust in his heart, with a three-colored Yuandan on the tip of his tongue.

He could sense that the disgust came from the orthodoxy.

After all, the [Holy Infant King] has expressed more than once his desire to kill all the foxes in Moyun Cave.

"Neither male nor female, when did you in Moyun Cave become so virtuous?"

"Hehe." The Moyun Cave disciple lifted his robe, revealing his flat chest and abdomen. "Senior Brother Shengying, Junior Brother Wang Qiaoling, I wonder what your Taoist name is, can we practice together?" "What do you mean by Moyun Cave?"

Wang Qiaoling stared at Zuo Yan and the others. "Li Huan is naturally very strong, but he happened to be in seclusion practicing. So we used a little trick to get those warriors to come as soon as possible."

Moyun Cave used a secret technique to imitate Shen Lian's spiritual consciousness and transmit it to Zuo Yan.

Originally, Zuo Yan and others had not received a response from Shen Lian and would have chosen to stay outside the city for a few days. However, they did not expect to encounter trouble as soon as they entered.

"Li Huan is also a warrior, right?! If the Blood Bodhisattva can eat him, I wonder how many years of Taoism he will gain. How interesting!"

Wang Xin’s heart sank.

Since Moyun Cave knew that Shen Lian was in seclusion, it was obvious that they came prepared. Whether he came out of seclusion or not, they had already fallen into the trap.

"With the guardian ghosts and gods here, we shouldn't get out of control, but the water in Lion Camel Ridge is too deep, and it's not a good thing if the guardian ghosts and gods are exposed in advance."

"No matter what, let's get Zuo Qianhu out of trouble first!"

A flash of fire appeared in Wang Xin's palm, forming a silk-like fire belt with bits of Three Flavors True Fire attached to it, and its power was comparable to that of a superior magic weapon.

Wang Qiaoling smiled without saying anything, her eyes fixed behind Wang Xin.

"Master Hu."

Wang Xin turned around and saw a six-meter-tall fox with a human face standing in the shadows. The breath of the Taoist infant was blowing towards him, and the curse had caused the wall to be full of insects.

Hu Jiang ignored the Three Flavors True Fire and grabbed and pinned Wang Xin down.

Wang Xin vomited blood. The gap in realm was like a chasm. He could only use the Three Flavors True Fire to barely protect his body and soul.

Hu Jiang did not kill Wang Xin, but looked at him with interest.

"Qiaoling, go help your junior brothers and sisters deal with the blood food."

"Master, it's just blood food."

"That's all? Don't underestimate the Taoist tradition of Lu Zu Temple."

Zuo Yan and others were forced to the bank of the Jing River. The surrounding area was relatively empty, and there were already thousands of demons gathered there.

In addition, there were more than a dozen alchemists from Moyun Cave who were responsible for raiding the formation.

Zuo Yan cursed inwardly.

Immortal Master Shen had previously informed him of the situation in the capital through telepathy, but he had not expected that the number of demons would be so exaggerated.

Roar!
More than a dozen people fell to the ground. After their heads were separated from their bodies, they turned into winged bat monsters with greedy expressions.

Then, the mortals were separated from their heads and bodies in batches, just like rice ears being cut.

The demons that appeared were all bats.

From this we can see that the so-called Blood Bodhisattva is actually a big bat.

"Work together in pairs. If any demonic aura enters the body, dig out the flesh and blood immediately."

"it is good!"

The warriors had gone through more than half a month of walking and were not afraid of the monsters at all. The fierceness that flashed across their eyes was extremely intense.

Bang bang bang.

Their bodies swelled up, and their rock-hard back muscles formed into ghost faces.

With their fists and palms striking out, the warriors forcefully repelled the demons, and continued to evacuate towards Fuhou Street with Zuo Yan as the center.

Zuo Yan did not make a move, and the five Yuandan warriors also remained motionless.

They killed hundreds of demons along the way and had already developed a tacit understanding. The innate warriors protected the Yuandan warriors, and they took the initiative to fight against the demons of different levels.

"Hehe, maybe I can even make a living."

Wang Qiaoling narrowed her eyes and ran quickly towards the warriors.

"hiss!!!"

He let out a long roar towards the sky, and the other alchemists of Moyun Cave transformed into giant foxes, completely surrounding Zuo Yan and others.

Wang Qiaoling's appearance indirectly exposed Hu Jiang's position.

Zuo Yan bared his teeth, and locked onto the Taoist Infant Taoist in the alley with his spiritual sense, "Damn it, we must get rid of the Taoist Infant Taoist first!"

"We came to the capital, not to hinder Master Shen!!!"

"Photography!"

The tiger head broke away and turned into a beam of light approaching Hu Jiang.

The body that stayed in place rotted away completely, and then flesh and blood grew on the tiger's neck. Zuo Yan consumed more than 60% of his strength and created a new body out of thin air.

Zuo Yan rescued Wang Xin and fought with Hu Jiang.

The martial art of separating the head from the body and reconstructing the body is called [Blood Escape Technique]. It was created by chance based on his own special demon physique and the martial arts taught by Shen Lian.

The Blood Escape Technique is very costly, but Zuo Yan understands that if he wants to break the impasse, he must kill the Taoist Infant Alchemist.

He could sense that the being behind the bat demon was very powerful, at least four thousand years old, and he was simply unable to defeat it.

Only when the Taoist priest dies can the evil spirit behind him be deterred from taking any action.

"Wang Xin, go find Master Shen."

Wang Xin nodded, exited the alley, and headed straight for the Zhong Kui Temple.

Hu Jiang didn't care either, and seemed to have been prepared to deal with Shen Lian.

"The combination of internal strength and martial arts, Lu Zu Temple is really interesting!"

Hu Jiang knocked over the wall with his tail and hit Zuo Yan's facial features with his claws, causing blood to flow. The unknown curse had already taken effect on the latter's internal organs.

"damn it!"

Zuo Yan's spiritual sense swept across the shore. The warriors could only try not to be defeated, after all, bat monsters continued to pour in from the nearby blocks.

The disciples of Moyun Cave launched a sneak attack, causing serious injuries to several innate warriors.

They were not in a hurry to kill the warriors. Facing the warriors who had no resistance, the bat monsters would just tear off a few pieces of flesh and blood to satisfy their appetite.

All blood food will be offered to the Blood Bodhisattva for his enjoyment.

(End of this chapter)