I can't be a demon.

Chapter 275 Standing in the Future and Looking Back at the Past
Shen Lian took back his soul, his expression full of fear.

The Wuzhuang Temple in the surface world was too real. It didn’t seem like a false illusion at all. Instead, it felt like... I had come to the Wuzhuang Temple a thousand years ago.

Shen Lian was even able to come into contact with the monks in Wuzhuang Temple.

"Damn it, what kind of monster did the ginseng fruit tree become after being grafted? Why did such a weird and inexplicable taboo arise?"

Fortunately, the second body still exists and can barely sense inside Wuzhuang Temple.

Shen Lian was so confused that he didn't even realize that the ghost girl had brought the dragon fish robe to the pawn shop.

The dragon fish robe was thrown casually into the corner, and the ghost girl disappeared again.

Shen Lian came back to his senses and picked up the dragon fish robe. He found that after being integrated into the fruit peel, the magic weapon had been further improved to a superior magic weapon.

It becomes much easier to upgrade the Dragon Fish Robe to a treasure. Just keep integrating the scriptures into it.

Shen Lian smiled bitterly and shook his head, then started to deal with the [Prajna] elixir fruit, while also paying attention to the condition of the ginseng fruit tree.

Ten days later.

There was an inexplicable aura flowing around the ginseng fruit tree, and then the innate spiritual roots turned upside down again, and the second body was buried again in the ground of Wuzhuang Temple.

Shen Lian understood that the Wuzhuang Temple had now returned to the [Inner World].

"The ginseng fruit tree turns upside down every ten days."

"Maybe I can get a glimpse of the disaster that happened thousands of years ago through the Wuzhuang Temple in the surface world."

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes. Even though the surface world might just be a projection from a thousand years ago, it also indicated that the disaster was unusual.

Zhen Yuanzi was present at the time, but still failed to stop the disaster from sweeping across Wuzhuang Temple.

“Dangerous, but very tempting.”

Shen Lian smiled bitterly and casually examined the processed Prajna Fruit.

【Taking the pulp can help the soul attain enlightenment. 】

[Taking the peel can allow the soul to attach to the endless Buddha light, giving a glimmer of hope for comprehending the Buddhist secret art of infinite wisdom. ]

[Refining the fruit core can imprint the word "Prajna" on the golden body. Remember, those who hold the scriptures must carry them on their journey to the west! ! ! ]

Shen Lian threw the flesh into the ghost gourd, then handed the peel and dragon fish robe to the ghost father, and played with the core of Prajna in his hand.

The remaining fruits are still a long way off, and their growth rate is truly touching.

"Prajnaparamita and Infinite Meaning are both more compatible with Tianhe Fist. Let's combine them. I also want to see if there are other methods of refining them later."

Although Shen Lian knew that Wuzhuang Temple was full of dangers, he could not hide his curiosity. Besides, Zhen Yuanzi's Taoist tradition all pointed directly to the Great Dao.

[Do you want to consume 20 points to combine Tianhe Fist and Prajna?]

[Do you want to consume 20 points to combine Tianhe Fist and Wujinyi]

The Tianhe boxing in Shen Lian's mind became increasingly unfamiliar, with each move and style generating infinite variations while retaining the purity of the boxing style.

He felt the transformation of Tianhe boxing and secretly communicated with his soul.

Then, the split soul moved into the second body buried deep underground.

.........

Wuzhuang Temple, the inner world.

When Shen Lian came to Wuzhuang Temple for the third time, he was no longer panicked.

He went straight to the ginseng fruit tree, and before the breeze and bright moon appeared, he reached out to touch the trunk and used his wisdom eye ability.

[Ginseng fruit tree identification failed, Ksitigarbha Yama experience +0.01%]

Shen Lian was not surprised at all. He mainly wanted to use his wisdom eye to test whether the ginseng fruit tree was demonized.

The increase in Ksitigarbha and Yama's experience indirectly shows that the ginseng fruit tree is not only a demon, but also a terrifying existence that one cannot see through.

It is unknown whether his Taoism can match that of Sha Wujing at his peak.

The tree trunks swayed.

The heads hanging on the branches opened their eyes, opened their upper and lower jaws to the extreme, and stared at Shen Lian with fanaticism in their eyes.

"Help me! Help me!!"

"Sage, please save us sisters!!"

"Save me, I will serve you for generations to come!"

"Why don't you save me?!"

.........

The sound coming from the heads was like the sound of flowing springs or the chirping of kingfishers.

Shen Lian noticed that the head was filled with the image of a beautiful woman, but her facial features were distorted and her appearance could not be seen, but her temperament was extremely extraordinary.

"Are they... the fairies guarding the Peach Garden in Heaven?"

Shen Lian felt a chill down his spine. The abnormality at Wuzhuang Temple clearly foreshadowed the fall of Heaven.

"Lingshan, Heaven, Hell, Dragon Palace..."

"The most powerful forces in the Journey to the West world have already fallen. Are those immortals and gods dead or hiding somewhere?"

The fairy head wailed and shook its neck in an attempt to break free from the branch.

The reason why they suddenly woke up was because they discovered that Shen Lian could damage the ginseng fruit tree and wanted the latter to untie the branches.

Little did they know that the resentment gained from the failure of the Wisdom Eye identification was pitifully small. If the ginseng fruit tree was really damaged, the Wuzhuang Temple would have to be razed to the ground.

Shen Lian looked around, looking for traces of the disaster that happened thousands of years ago.

"you again!!!"

The breeze and the bright moon came to the fruit tree of life. The wailing on the branches stopped abruptly, and the fairies closed their eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

"Didn't I tell you that you have no spiritual roots and are totally incapable of enduring the spiritual energy training. You cannot be accepted into the Wuzhuang Temple!"

A thick smell of corpse oozing out.

Qingfeng Mingyue covered her head in despair, muttering to herself, "If Master came back now and saw a stranger accidentally entering Wuzhuang Temple, he would definitely be angry. No!"

"Get out of Wuzhuang Temple!!!"

There was a crackling sound at the waist of Shen Lian's soul, and the flesh and bones of the upper and lower body were separating. At the same time, new organs began to grow in his intestines and stomach bit by bit.

If it is not stopped, the split soul will turn into two bodies with intelligence. "Two brothers, I have returned home to practice hard for many days. Please see if I have made any progress. Maybe I can survive the spiritual energy body training."

"Practice hard?" Qing Feng Ming Yue's expression was ferocious. "Do you think practicing hard can solve this problem?"

"If it weren't for our limited qualifications, we might have already achieved the realm of Earthly Immortals, and we wouldn't have been left here by our master. Why?!"

Qingfeng Mingyue collapsed completely, and his flesh, blood, and bones began to proliferate.

The smell of corpses was everywhere.

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes and only after close contact did he understand Qingfeng Mingyue's abilities.

"It's only about 20,000 years. If we find a chance to save them, we might be able to gain some Taoist skills at the level of land immortals."

"Even... the world up his sleeves!"

Zhen Yuanzi might not necessarily teach the Taoist boy the magical power of "The World in His Sleeves", but what if? The Wuzhuang Temple is deserted, so it is possible that Qingfeng Mingyue learned it from somewhere else over the past thousand years.

"die!!!"

Qingfeng Mingyue roared continuously, and her spiritual intelligence was on the verge of collapse.

"Two brothers, look."

Shen Lian took the initiative to come into the corpse gas, and his soul was practicing the Immortal Profound Art. The dim spiritual pattern between his eyebrows appeared, guiding the corpse gas into his body.

The unknown immortal bone that the split soul can use is only one third of the main body.

In addition, the unknown sage bone is only in its infancy, and the amount of corpse qi it can digest is very limited, and it also requires some energy to resist the erosion of the corpse qi.

The flesh, blood and bones of the split soul began to dissolve and were about to collapse completely.

Qingfeng Mingyue was stunned for a moment, then showed ecstasy.

"He does have spiritual roots, Mingyue, stop releasing your spiritual energy."

As the corpse aura disappeared, Qingfeng Mingyue's demonic characteristics disappeared. They came closer and looked at Shen Lian, feeling both regretful and relieved.

"What's your name, Junior Brother?"

"Li Huan."

"Li Huan, your years of hard training have not been in vain. You have a little bit of acquired spiritual roots. Although you cannot directly join Wuzhuang Temple, it doesn't matter. You can be a Taoist boy with us first."

"Okay, Senior Brother Qingfeng Mingyue has the final say."

Qing Feng clapped his hands and said happily: "There hasn't been a disciple for a hundred years. When Master returns to Wuzhuang Temple, he will definitely be very happy."

"Before leaving Wuzhuang Temple, Master asked us to protect the Taoist tradition. Now that Junior Brother Li Huan is here, the Taoist temple will become more and more lively in the future."

Shen Lian did not interrupt, the spiritual lines on his eyebrows repairing the injuries of his split soul.

He noticed that the cave was filled with corpse qi, which was emitted from the cracks in the ground and walls. The source should be the roots of the ginseng fruit tree.

The Immortal Profound Art was operated to its maximum potential, absorbing as much corpse energy as possible from the surrounding area.

The strength of the corpse qi in the split soul's body is related to the quality of the horizontal training created by the split soul after death.

"Junior Brother Li Huan has low aptitude, but he knows that hard work can make up for deficiencies. When Master comes back, he will definitely reward you with a ginseng fruit!"

"Not bad!"

"Thank you, senior brothers. I don't ask for immortality, but I am satisfied if I can have one tenth or one twelfth of your magical powers."

"Hey hey hey."

Qingfeng Mingyue really enjoyed Shen Lian's flattery.

"Junior Brother Li Huan, come with us to the [Dan Ding Hall], Uncle Chi Chenzi will be in charge of distributing the monthly pills."

The breeze and the bright moon were in front, and Shen Lian was walking half a meter behind.

Shen Lian observed for a long time and it seemed that there was only one ghost, Qingfeng Mingyue, in Wuzhuang Temple. He didn't know where the latter came from, Uncle Chi Chenzi.

Two ghosts and one man shuttled between the palaces, and some buildings were left with only ruins.

Perhaps because all the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple were earthly immortals, all the corpses were still intact after thousands of years, hanging upside down on the beams in the style of hanging.

"This is the third disciple of Uncle Shi Jun's lineage. He is good at refining weapons. If you want to learn refining weapons, you can ask him for advice."

Qingfeng Mingyue introduced the corpses one by one with skill.

It was as if the corpse was still alive.

The only response they received was piles of bones swaying in the wind.

"During the disaster thousands of years ago, why did the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple end their lives by hanging themselves? It doesn't make sense. Earthly immortals are already among the immortals and Buddhas, so how could they die in the way of mortals?"

Shen Lian shuddered, and then stopped.

"Junior brother has arrived, it's the Dan Ding Palace!"

The windows of the Danding Hall were broken, and the scene inside could be seen at a glance: it was filled with bottles and jars that had lost their medicinal properties, as well as more than a dozen corpses.

There is no such thing as Chi Chenzi.

Qingfeng Mingyue pushed open the door, then walked into the house, smiling towards Shen Lian.

"Junior brother, quickly pay your respects to Uncle Chi Chenzi."

"kindness?"

Click click click.

Qingfeng Mingyue felt the sound of bones colliding all over his body, and then bloodstains crisscrossing horizontally and vertically appeared on the surface of his skin, and the smell of corpses surged.

He turned into a human Rubik's Cube, and every inch of his flesh and blood began to rotate and combine.

Shen Lian retreated repeatedly, realizing that Qingfeng Mingyue had a second taboo. Seeing this, his soul devoured the corpse energy from the outside world even more frantically.

After a few breaths.

Qingfeng Mingyue turned into a completely different middle-aged man.

Shen Lian had seen the middle-aged man in the surface world before. He was also one of the people watching the ginseng fruit. The two Wuzhuang Temples were indeed closely related.

Chi Chenzi glanced at Shen Lian and said gloomily, "Are you the new disciple brought by Qingfeng Mingyue? It just so happens that the furnace of elixirs I have is missing a primer, so you are just right for me."

He opened his mouth, and the smell of corpse mixed with the aroma of medicine hit him in the face.

The soul died suddenly on the spot.

(End of this chapter)