I can't be a demon.

Chapter 273 The Strange Ginseng Fruit Tree

Shen Lian processed the elixir fruit meticulously throughout the process.

When peeling off the different parts of the elixir fruit, he could feel that if he made a mistake, the medicinal power of the elixir fruit would be greatly reduced.

Fortunately, there was no danger and it only took three days.

Shen Lian put the fruit pulp into the ghost gourd, and immediately the magic weapon glowed with spiritual light, and the patterns on the surface representing the waves became lively.

The efficiency of brewing wine is not obvious, but warming the ghost gourd is far superior to the lower level of Buddhism.

Shen Lian shook the ghost gourd.

"The pulp of the four elixir fruits can all be brewed into medicinal wine. The transformation of the ghost gourd may reach 60%, and its promotion to a treasure is just around the corner."

Shen Lian took out the peel. Similar spiritual materials were not easy to preserve and the medicinal properties had been lost.

The dragon fish robe turned into a pocket-sized bone dragon, which couldn't wait to climb onto the shoulder, sticking out its tongue and staring at the fruit peel, swallowing its saliva continuously.

"It's becoming more and more spiritual. The Buddhist magic weapon is indeed quite something."

Shen Lian activated the Purple Mansion Tempering Technique, wrapping the fruit peel with his strength. The skin on his palm became covered with cracks, releasing the medicinal power bit by bit to nourish the dragon fish robe.

The elixir produced by the Middle-Level Buddhist Dharma is extremely difficult to refine, and its strength may collapse at any time.

Shen Lian frowned slightly, and had to concentrate on maintaining the Purple Mansion Tempering Method, so that he had no time to distract himself with other things.

The dragon fish robe seemed to be struggling to absorb the medicinal power, and white smoke was coming out of its scales.

"hiss……"

Shen Lian calculated secretly, "It is estimated that it will take two years to complete the refining of the weapon. Is this wrong?"

"It's true that there is no time in the mountains when practicing. Anything involving a high level requires a lot of time and effort. It's a bit too time-consuming."

Xiao Leiyin Temple had only been around for ten years, and he really couldn't accept spending two years refining the weapon.

"Brother, you can let Daddy help you!"

Shen Lian opened his eyes and saw Nian'er and Yutu hanging upside down on the branches of the banyan tree, one on each side, both chewing radishes with great interest.

He couldn't help but hesitate. His ghost father had been practicing Taoism for 3,800 years and was very close to the evil ghost. If he was hit by the Buddhist Dharma and got retaliated against, it would be a waste of time.

"Dad will definitely be happy with it, brother, don't underestimate him."

"Too."

Shen Lian nodded, then quickly headed for Tianpeng Temple.

It was still dark and the main hall was empty.

When Shen Lian arrived, the statue possessed by the ghost father couldn't help but smile, and the ghost mother stretched out an arm and gently stroked the former's head.

"Ah Lian."

"Old man, can you... touch this magic weapon?"

Without any hesitation, the ghost father stretched out his arm to touch the dragon fish robe.

The moment the Dragon Fish Robe sensed the ghost, the Buddha's light surged, the ghost father's resentment was suppressed, and even his arm showed signs of melting.

Shen Lian gave up the idea.

The corrosiveness of Buddha's light is greater than that of demonic aura. If Ghost Dad is exposed to Buddha's light, his spiritual power will surely decline sharply over time.

He was about to speak when he heard Ghost Dad ask, "A Lian, is this a Buddhist item?"

"Yes, old man..."

"I heard from the old man in Zhuangzi that Tianpeng Zhenjun was known as the Purifier of the Altar and was once a Bodhisattva of Buddhism. How could he be afraid of the Buddha's light?"

As soon as Ghost Dad finished speaking, resentment surged in his body.

Shen Lian was dumbfounded, watching the golden light appear between the ghost father's eyebrows. If he was not mistaken, it was the prototype of a relic.

When Ghost Dad picked up the dragon fish robe again, the Buddha's light was no longer eroding it.

Shen Lian hesitated to speak.

He could feel that after the trip to the Xieyue Sanxin Cave, Ghost Dad had already regarded him as Lord Tianpeng.

Even though the relic appeared and condensed in just two or three breaths, Ghost Dad was definitely hypnotizing himself subtly every day.

It’s scary to think about it, the words can take effect on the ghost dad at any time.

In a sense, it is also a special way of practice.

I just don’t know if the real Tianpeng Zhenjun will choose to eliminate this threat when he realizes the existence of Ghost Dad.

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes, he was definitely on the side of Ghost Dad.

He handed the peel to Ghost Dad, who started to refine it in an orderly manner, without even needing any special techniques. The medicinal power was slowly integrated into the magic weapon.

Some of the medicinal power can also nourish the ghost mother.

Shen Lian stopped disturbing Ghost Dad and quietly returned to the pawnshop.

.........

In the following days, I no longer had to distract myself from refining equipment, and my retreat finally got on track.

Shen Lian asked Su Yu to help collect skills targeting the soul, and he soon found three, but the contents were relatively superficial.

There are the soul-forging techniques that Wan Hu explored, as well as various weapon-refining techniques.

Shen Lian didn't care at all and absorbed all of the Purple Mansion Tempering Technique. After consuming 12 points, the characteristics of the Purple Mansion Tempering Technique transformed smoothly.

[Purple Mansion Tempering Technique (Mind as Strong as a Torch)]

The strength of the soul increased by 30%, and as expected by Shen Lian, it was enough to separate the soul from the body through the Purple Mansion Tempering Method.

However, the split soul is far from perfect as the corpse-reincarnation secret technique and can only exist for about five days.

"Anyway, we just need to confirm whether the profession of the ginseng fruit tree can be triggered."

Shen Lian patiently recovered his spirit to its peak.

During this period, disasters continued to occur in some towns. Although no serious casualties were caused, it was obvious that they were the strange phenomena caused by the Little Leiyin Temple.

The various cave dwellings have begun to withdraw their forces to deal with the Little Leiyin Temple.

The Yanshan area seemed very peaceful. After the government banned the keeping of dogs, there had been no more unexplained deaths.

Half a month later, Shen Lian's spiritual aura gradually subsided.

At the same time, the elixir of the Middle Way Buddhism [Prajna] matured, but it could not be dealt with hastily before the Dragon Fish Robe was refined.

Shen Lian put the elixir into the ghost gourd for storage. Then he stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, performing the Purple Palace Tempering Technique, which was like a sharp sword piercing through his soul, causing an indescribable pain.

Shen Lian trembled all over until a small piece of his soul was torn out of his original spirit.

He continued to drink, and the nutrients washed over his severely injured soul. It took him two or three hundred kilograms to barely heal his wounds, and he still had to work hard to eliminate the hidden injuries.

"call."

Shen Lian recovered and then controlled his soul to leave his body.

A ball of light emerged from between the eyebrows.

The strength of the split soul is equivalent to the original spirit of a Taoist priest at the same level. It can travel a hundred miles a day. Then it disappeared into the tree hole leading to Wuzhuang Temple.

At the other end of the tree hole is the second body, and the split soul takes charge of the Niwan Palace.

The crack in the Niwan Palace gradually closed, Shen Lian's perception of his second body intensified, and the prompt on the career panel appeared.

[The Corpse Ginseng Fruit Tree occupation has been triggered, but the necessary conditions are missing and the job cannot be taken.]

[Infinite Corpse Root-Corpse Ginseng Fruit Tree Compatibility 95.78%]

Shen Lian understood that as long as his soul completely moved into his second body, he would be able to meet the requirements to become the Corpse Ginseng Fruit Tree.

"Now that we know that the banyan tree can rely on Wuzhuang Temple to advance to the sixth level, we can just focus on gaining experience. There's no need to..."

Shen Lian's pupils shrank slightly at the moment when his soul was about to move into his second body.

The split soul suddenly felt dizzy, as if it had left the body again.

Immediately afterwards, the perspective of the split soul changed.

Shen Lian discovered that his soul was in a dilapidated Taoist temple, and what came into view was a huge ginseng fruit tree that was a hundred meters tall.

The Taoist temple consists of countless halls, but they are all built around the ginseng fruit tree.

It is obvious that the palaces have not been inhabited for thousands of years. The doors and windows are rotten, and the eaves of many palaces are bumpy.

"It's... Wuzhuang Temple!!!"

Shen Lian noticed that the soul fragment was extremely solid and was wearing a Taoist robe in the style of Wuzhuang Temple.

Obviously, if the split soul had not moved into the second body, the ghost born in the Niwan Palace should have become a member of the Wuzhuang Temple.

"Damn it, what on earth happened in Wuzhuang Temple a thousand years ago?"

"Where is Zhen Yuanzi?!"

Shen Lian ignored his split soul and stared at the ginseng fruit tree in front of him. His innate spiritual roots revealed an inexplicable weirdness everywhere.

There was an obvious mark in the middle of the trunk of the ginseng fruit tree.

A mark of being cut in half.

That’s right, the upper and lower parts of the ginseng fruit tree are completely different.

The upper part was extremely twisted, and the lush green leaves were dripping blood like a pouring bloody rain, with hundreds of fruits hanging on the branches.

The fruit is not a ginseng fruit, but an extremely bright... peach.

"Peach?"

The ginseng fruit tree is obviously grafted, and the color of the junction between the upper and lower parts is very different.

If Shen Lian guessed correctly, the ginseng fruit tree had been cut in half, leaving only the stump in Wuzhuang Temple, and it was almost withered.

Some people tried to revive the ginseng fruit tree by forcibly grafting the peach tree onto the ginseng fruit tree.

The ginseng fruit tree has become so out of place.

Shen Lian couldn't help but control his soul and walk towards the ginseng fruit tree, wanting to take a look.

Suddenly, a boy came to the ginseng fruit tree with a smile on his face. His eyes were frightening, his appearance was slightly deformed, and his upper and lower body were not in harmony.

It was as if its body had been grafted like a ginseng fruit tree.

"Qingfeng, there is a new earthly immortal in Wuzhuang Temple."

Earthly Immortal?

The corner of Shen Lian's eyes twitched. Could it be that the ghosts that grew out of the soil in Wuzhuang Temple are called earth immortals?
"Yes, it's the first time in a hundred years."

The sound of Qingfeng's reply came from the Taoist boy's belly button. The two of them were in the same body in a strange and inexplicable way, each controlling half of the body.

"Mingyue, Master will definitely be happy if he knows."

"It's a pity that Master has been in Shangqingtian Miluo Palace for a thousand years. I don't know when Yuanshi Tianzun will be able to finish his lecture on Hunyuan Daoguo."

Shen Lian listened to the conversation between the two and guessed what had happened at Wuzhuang Temple.

Since Zhen Yuanzi has never returned to Wuzhuang Temple, it means that the current situation of the ginseng fruit tree has nothing to do with him. I wonder who is responsible for this.

Mingyue took a step forward with her right foot and instantly came within half a meter of Shen Lian.

"Let us take a look at your spiritual root qualifications!!!"

Qingfeng laughed loudly, "To be able to make the ginseng fruit tree tremble, one must have extraordinary talent, and may be able to achieve the right result."

"Ming Yue, the three flowers gather at the top of your head to infuse you with vast spiritual energy!"

"it is good!"

Vegetation began to grow on Mingyue's forehead, and soon three flesh-like stamens blossomed.

Shen Lian felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, watching helplessly as the pistil spewed out strange thick black smoke.

The black smoke drilled into the mouth and nose of the split soul like a living thing, and then the repeated sounds of flesh and bones were heard, and spots of corpse spots appeared on the skin.

Shen Lian reacted and realized that the black smoke was clearly corpse qi.

Qing Feng said coldly: "You have no spiritual root aptitude and cannot withstand the spiritual energy to refine your body."

"Yes, it is a mortal body."

The split soul was destroyed, but the second body buried deep underground was fine.

Shen Lian's real body opened his eyes, and the remnants of his soul poured out of the tree hole and were immediately absorbed by the roots of the banyan tree. A prompt appeared on the profession panel.

[Absorb corpse souls, infinite corpse root experience +1.03%]

"What the hell is Wuzhuang Temple, and where is the chopped-down ginseng fruit tree?"

(End of this chapter)