I can't be a demon.

Chapter 257: Trip to Guanyin Temple
Ma Wanhu had already arranged his affairs after his death, and there was no unrest in the court.

The newly crowned Tang Emperor Li Chengguang did not hold the Jinwu Guards accountable, but instead delegated more power, obviously for Shen Lian's sake.

The reactions from the various cave dwellings were mediocre, and they still sent the alchemists to the capital.

The death or injury of the alchemist did not affect the foundation of the cave at all. Perhaps only Panhuan Cave suffered a loss, and Fuli, one of the seven lions, almost died.

At the same time, their channels for obtaining the true scriptures are not limited to Lion Camel Ridge, so it doesn't matter if they lose a cave. They move into the capital for other considerations, just like worrying about the disaster a thousand years ago.

On the other hand, Sha Wujing's existence makes them cautious.

Even though Sha Wujing's spiritual power was reduced by nearly half, he was still able to rank among the top forces among the cave dwellings that had emerged from the world, not to mention that there was also a living immortal or Buddha.

When the spies in various caves were looking for Shen Lian's whereabouts.

Little did they know that Shen Lian had quietly returned to Lion Camel Ridge and brought Sha Wujing to Bibotan to complete their mount for the journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

.........

The demonic energy in Bibotan was surging, shrouded in the brilliant Buddha light of the relic.

"call."

Shen Lian returned to Bibotan and immediately confirmed that there was indeed a line of true scriptures sealed in the relic.

Like Prajna, it is a true scripture at the level of Mahayana Buddhism.

Sha Wujing stared at the relic with an expressionless face.

"The Mahavairocana Sutra is very close to the true sutra of Mahayana Buddhism. If you want to use the Mahayana Buddhism to achieve immortality on earth, you can consider refining this relic."

Shen Lian was secretly shocked. The Mahavairocana Sutra involved Tathagata Buddha, but it turned out to be just Mahayana Buddhism. What exactly is the Mahayana Buddhism of later generations?
"What about Mahayana Buddhism?"

"All the immortals who have been refined have fallen into madness without exception. Mahayana Buddhism is completely different from Mahayana Buddhism, but it is different from..."

Sha Wujing stopped talking and looked at Shen Lian with deep eyes.

Shen Lian couldn't help but feel creepy, as if Sha Wujing was hiding something else.

The true scriptures that Patriarch Bodhi came into contact with were most likely Mahayana Buddhism, which is why he became neither human nor ghost. It is almost unrealistic for ordinary people to refine Mahayana Buddhism.

"Junior brother, the Wansheng Dragon Girl of Bibotan is of average ability. I will take away the Nine-headed Insect. Try not to enter or leave this cave from now on."

"it is good."

After Sha Wujing finished speaking, he walked towards the pagoda, and yellow sand immediately whistled in the cave.

"Hmm? The Nine-headed Insect..."

The corner of Shen Lian's eye twitched. The pagoda was the flesh and blood of the Nine-headed Insect. If the soul had not been completely lost, the age of the insect should be over ten thousand years.

The All-Saints Dragon Mother, who has practiced Taoism for four or five thousand years, is indeed not worthy of Sha Wujing's attention.

Rumble.

The ground in Bibotan shook violently, and the waters around the island became extremely turbid.

One by one, the fish monsters turned upside down and fell into Shen Lian's alchemy furnace. Unfortunately, after Sha Wujing left for the west, he could no longer follow and take advantage of the situation.

Shen Lian sat cross-legged on the ground and used the bone blade as a fishing rod to throw out the Yunling Daoying.

While fishing, you are also striving to travel through the eight realms of the spirit.

He could feel that having a strong body and soul was not always a good thing. Although there was no risk of going astray, the bottleneck was as solid as a rock.

I don’t know when I can seize this fleeting opportunity.

Shen Lian swept across his middle dantian.

The four pills of Hinayana Buddhism are not yet ripe, and the ability to digest Mahayana Buddhism is abnormally slow, which should be due to the limitation of the fourth-level profession.

However, he is still far from being a terrestrial immortal, so there is no need to rush for promotion.

The pagoda was uprooted, and the All Saints Dragon Mother came out in horror. Sha Wujing grabbed it and smashed it to the ground.

"Evil beast! How dare a flood dragon call itself a real dragon? It's courting death!!"

"My Lord, I did not call myself a true dragon, my Lord!!"

The Halloween Dragon Mother wailed continuously, and the smell of blood was everywhere.

"You will never change your nature!"

Sha Wujing wanted to leave the All Saints Dragon Mother to guard the Bibotan, so he gave her a severe lesson, almost tearing the island apart.

Shen Lian was practicing with full concentration when he suddenly felt a living creature crawling at his feet.

When he opened his eyes, he saw two fish monsters kowtowing to him.

One is a black fish and the other is a catfish. Their fat bodies look extremely funny, and their pea-sized pupils silently reveal fear.

"Benboerba, Baboerben, two happy little monsters?"

The two fish nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, you two will help me look after the house from now on."

The cultivation level of Benboerba and Baboerben barely reached the level of evil spirits. After being illuminated by the relics, their demonic natures had already been mostly distorted.

"Photography."

Shen Lian put the two fish into the ghost gourd.

The two fishes didn't dare to touch the wine and hid in the corner with fear on their faces.

boom!
The All-Hallowed Dragon Mother remained motionless, and the resentment in the air acted on the pagoda itself. The building was gradually transformed into a flesh and blood structure, and the Buddha's light from the relics increased greatly.

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows and found that Yun Ling Daoying was palpitating.

It seems... that he can be promoted to the eighth realm of divine travel at any time.

He suddenly realized that the fundamental object that the Reincarnation Tan Chan was actually bound to was the Yunling Daoying, which was why the lotus platform was born, and it was closely related to Buddhism.

Shen Lian did not dare to delay and controlled Yun Ling Dao Infant to bathe in the Buddha's light.

An eighth-grade lotus platform appeared at the feet of Yunling Daoying.

Click click click.

Shen Lian frowned slightly. The opportunity to advance to the eighth level of the Divine Wandering was easier than he had imagined. Suddenly, fine cracks appeared on the back of the Taoist Infant.

Once the Dao Infant is transformed into a golden body, it also means that the Eight Realms of Divine Journey have been completed. "It's too smooth, isn't it? I had planned to practice for three or four years."

Golden light leaked from Yunling Daoying's back, and an inexplicable breath floated out, followed by an extremely viscous liquid slowly flowing.

Shen Lian's heart was beating wildly, and his sixth sense gave rise to a bad premonition.

The liquid has no shape, but it can transform into various forms with the communication of spiritual consciousness, and Yunling Daoying is also becoming shriveled little by little.

"Should I... shape the golden body by myself?"

Shen Lian suddenly understood.

Sculpting a golden body is like sculpting a statue of a god. You need to pay attention to the bone shape, fill it with flesh, polish the surface, paint it, and open the face...

The different styles of the golden body are likely to affect all aspects of subsequent practice and are the key to advancement in martial arts to the eighth realm of the divine journey.

He hurriedly suppressed the opportunity for Yunling Daoying to break through, and the liquid slowly returned to the Daoying.

"Junior brother, you lack the skills to travel through the eight realms."

Shen Lian opened his eyes and saw Sha Wujing standing beside him, leading a strange horse with nine heads.

The strange horse transformed by the Nine-Headed Insect has low intelligence, and the eyeballs of its nine heads move on their own, but its cultivation has indeed reached ten thousand years.

"Junior brother, your main cultivation method is extremely mysterious, and the Divine Journey to the Eight Realms is a school of its own. However, if you force your way forward without knowing the way forward, you will have no hope of reaching the Nine Realms of the Heavenly Palace, and it will be difficult for you to become a Divine Immortal on land."

Shen Lian felt a dull pain in his temples. Previously, the Changsheng Posture was developed by integrating other exercises and bringing forth new ideas to a higher level.

Nowadays, the usefulness of ordinary fairy magic synthesis is not obvious. Does that mean that the only way to travel through the eight realms is to grope my way forward?
"Brother, you don't know that the method I practiced was inspired by my own insights and was born out of martial arts. My spiritual journey through the eight realms is indeed different from the ordinary."

After listening to this, Sha Wujing said without hesitation: "Guanyin Temple."

"what?"

"Junior brother, you should be able to find the way forward in Guanyin Zen Temple."

"Why is it Guanyin Temple? Doesn't Guanyin have thousands of incarnations? Isn't it dangerous?"

Sha Wujing shook his head and explained: "Junior brother, you don't know that the Guanyin in the Guanyin Temple will not hurt people, but the incarnation is very dangerous."

"Then how should I...get to Guanyin Temple?"

"and many more."

Sha Wujing closed his eyes and his soul left his body.

After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Recently, an incarnation of Guanyin has appeared in Pansi Cave. Usually, the incarnation will lead demons to Guanyin Temple. You can go to Pansi Cave and think of a solution."

"Pansy Cave!"

Shen Lian recalled Li Shun and Zhu Yihong with whom he had lost contact.

The two disappeared when they were about to be born. It is very likely that they were the incarnation of Guanyin, otherwise there would not be any news about them at all.

However, it can be seen from the communication Wanhu token that the lives of the two are not in danger yet.

"The Silk Cave is in a mountain range in the south. I will tell you about it."

Although Shen Lian could use the Pengyu Fruit to nurture the teleportation tree in Pansi Cave, he still secretly memorized its location in case of emergency.

"Brother, is there any danger in Guanyin Temple?"

"I have never been to Guanyin Temple, but I have seen some scenes after a few Taoists sank into the Quicksand River and ate the remaining souls. Guanyin Temple will definitely be of great use to you."

Sha Wujing hesitated for a few breaths, "Brother, it's better to be careful."

"Yes, thank you for your enlightenment, Senior Brother."

"I am about to leave. Please take me back to Lion Camel Ridge."

Sha Wujing handed the relic to Shen Lian, who quickly reached out to take it.

[Failed to identify the relic, Ksitigarbha Yama experience +0.01%]

"The Middle Way Buddhism sealed by the relic has become popular. If you want to refine it, please find a secluded place."

Sha Wujing opened his mouth and spit out a thick resentment that wrapped around the relic. The bright Buddha light emitted from it gradually retracted and turned into a meatball.

Shen Lian put away the relic and stored it in his middle dantian together with the pages of the Prajna book.

The teleportation tree breaks out of the ground.

The two of them leaned over and crawled into the tree hole, one in front and one behind.

The three demons have already set up the magic circle, and the old yellow-fanged elephant even built palaces for his offspring in his spare time so that they can practice on their own.

When the princes and princesses saw Shen Lian, their expressions were extremely complicated.

At first, people only thought that his identity was the seventy-first prince Li Huan, but it turned out that Shen Lian’s seniority was so high that even the old yellow-toothed elephant had to call him uncle-master.

"Brother, let's say goodbye now."

Sha Wujing climbed onto the horse, led by the golden-winged Peng eagle in front.

The yellow-tusked old elephant lagged behind by half a step, followed by the green-haired lion monster who was carrying a salute.

"Brother Sha, we will meet again sooner or later. I hope that the next time we meet, we can have a long talk in Lingshan, the Western Heaven."

"Okay, see you at the Lingshan Mountain in the West!"

The golden-winged Roc flapped its wings and tore a hole in the border of Lion Camel Ridge.

Shen Lian watched the four people and the horse sink into the endless depths of the underworld. The journey to the west was doomed to be irreversible, and Sha Wujing himself was not sure.

"I want to go back to the West and see what the sacred mountain in the West looks like."

"Since we have come to this world, we must taste the peaches and ginseng fruit. Otherwise, it would be a wasted trip."

Shen Lian never had any anxiety about his limited lifespan, nor was he afraid of dying at the hands of monsters. His only obsession was to find out the truth behind the collapse of Journey to the West.

The breach in Lion Camel Ridge is slowly healing, and the cave is about to be closed for a hundred years.

Shen Lian glanced at the uneasy princes and princesses, then quickly left the cave.

In any case, I have to refine the scriptures and integrate them into my fighting style first, and digest all the gains from Lion Camel Ridge, otherwise I will feel unsure.

(End of this chapter)