I can't be a demon.

Chapter 280 Fruit Tasting Conference
Compared with later generations, thousands of years ago both immortals and Buddhas highly respected magic weapons.

When the ghost gourd revealed its aura, it immediately attracted the attention of many people. The vaguely visible picture of a group of immortals crossing the sea on the surface of the magic weapon was lifelike.

The waves in the picture are surging, and already have 30% of the charm of a treasure.

"interesting."

Patriarch Bodhi looked surprised.

The ghost gourd is not far from transforming into a treasure. Although the refining method is a bit unconventional, it is not a demonic item that will only increase killing.

"It seems that he is indeed a kind of immortal favored by the Heaven. Not only is he born with outstanding talent, but his luck is also far beyond the ordinary. It's a pity..."

"A great catastrophe is about to come. I wonder if there is a chance for me to become an immortal."

Patriarch Bodhi inadvertently looked up at the sky.

Shen Lian's expression was also a little subtle, because he discovered that most of the immortals and gods corresponding to the ghost gourd's picture of immortals crossing the sea were participating in the fruit tasting conference.

From this we can see the immortal platforms in the Sanxin Cave of Xieyue.

Eighty percent of it came from this banquet.

Shen Lian could feel the fear from others.

The immortals and gods were obviously planning to encircle and suppress Wuzhuang Temple, but the Taoist children following them seemed more like they were looking for some opportunity at the fruit tasting conference.

Ginseng fruit?
Shen Lian suddenly realized that perhaps the Heavenly Court has not yet determined whether Wuzhuang Temple has fallen. Compared with the immortals and gods in the immortal class, the Taoist boy, while responsible for assisting the immortals and gods, can't help but covet the ginseng fruit.

The gods and immortals turned a blind eye, after all, they were all their own disciples.

Patriarch Bodhi is not considered a member of the Heavenly Court, but the Taoist children obviously know about the Three Stars Cave of the Slanting Moon. Given Patriarch Bodhi's protective nature, Shen Lian is likely to take up a spot for the Ginseng Fruit.

"My disciple, don't worry about the intrigues among the immortals. Once you obtain the ginseng fruit, leave the banquet immediately and wait for me outside."

Shen Lian nodded.

He also thought so in his heart. No matter what happened in the 27th year of Zhenguan, he had no right to interfere in the subsequent disaster.

The ginseng fruit is related to the promotion of the banyan tree, so it must be obtained.

Shen Lian looked around and realized that the Taoist boy's strength had definitely not reached the level of an Earthly Immortal.

The cultivation system was different a thousand years ago, so we can only roughly estimate that their cultivation was generally in the ninth realm of the heavenly palace, and there were few earthly immortals.

Shen Lian showed no fear at all. His martial arts were indeed a little unorthodox.

But one thing has to be admitted, martial arts was born for slaying demons and eliminating monsters. He was proud that a thousand years ago when he was pursuing the enlightenment of the Way of Heaven, his strength was definitely far beyond that of his peers... Horrible!
Even if the opponent is of a higher level, there is still a chance of winning.

"By the way, can I change the future in the past?"

Shen Lian's mind moved slightly, and he was about to tentatively tell someone, but he found that he could not reveal any information related to future generations.

"Is everything destined, and am I just a bystander by chance?"

Shen Lian felt an impulse in his heart, but quickly dispelled it.

If he has already been included in the immortal class, he might think of causing trouble. Well, a person who is in the second level of divine wandering should not think of saving the world.

"Let's go, disciple. Almost everyone is seated."

"it is good."

Patriarch Bodhi waved his whisk, and smoke and dust lifted up his body. Shen Lian followed him riding the ghost gourd, and the two of them sank into the clouds one after the other.

The clouds are filled with spiritual energy and there are a lot of tables and chairs.

The immortals and gods have already taken their seats, chatting with each other in a seemingly ordinary manner.

A trace of solemnity flashed across Shen Lian's eyes.

The soul revealed the three flowers gathered at the top of the head, and the scene in front of his eyes suddenly changed drastically.

The cloud layer was shrouded in corpse qi, and one could see piles of bones mixed in with it, as well as twisted plant roots entangled in them.

Some immortals and gods have been subtly influenced by the ginseng fruit tree.

They didn't notice at all that when they breathed through their mouths and noses, roots were drilling into their bodies, and their bodies and souls were already unconsciously absorbing the corpse's qi.

The loud voice echoed.

"Hahaha, fellow Taoist is not practicing in Fangcun Mountain, so he specially came to Wuzhuang Temple."

"Zhen Yuanzi is deeply honored!"

Patriarch Bodhi showed a smile, but his attitude was very subtle, and he seemed not to want to contact Zhen Yuanzi.

“Fellow Daoist Bodhi, you were also present when Yuanshi Tianzun explained it in Shangqingtian. Although you left in a hurry, I believe you also agreed with the mystery of Hunyuan Daoguo.”

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, what Yuan Shi Tian Zun said is naturally very good."

Patriarch Bodhi's response was average, but he did not refute Zhen Yuanzi's statement.

Shen Lian faced Zhen Yuanzi at close range and noticed that the latter's behavior was strange.

As Zhen Yuanzi spoke, the Taoist robe on his chest kept rising and falling, and it felt as if there was a hollow gap in his body, and his limbs were morbidly thin.

"I'm bringing my disciple to see the world. I hope Taoist Zhen Yuanzi won't be unwelcome."

It was obvious that Bodhi Patriarch came uninvited, but Zhen Yuanzi was not angry at all. He made a gesture of invitation and said, "Of course, I welcome you."

"Please come in and take a seat."

Zhen Yuanzi fell on Shen Lian's body.

Because of the obstruction of Patriarch Bodhi, Zhen Yuanzi could not see clearly the true situation of Shen Lian, but he just felt that there was a light rising into the sky behind the latter's head.

This is clearly a manifestation of natural spiritual roots and extraordinary aptitude.

"Bodhi Daoyou is very lucky, and is indeed the seed of becoming an immortal by visualizing the way of heaven."

Zhen Yuanzi put his hands behind his back and looked at Shen Lian again and again.

Patriarch Bodhi did not reply and led Shen Lian to a table near the corner. The tables were far apart. The immortal statue on the left was a door god, and the robes he wore were rich and colorful.

The door god and Patriarch Bodhi simply nodded in acknowledgement without much communication.

The golden-armored warrior on the side showed a hint of hostility, trying to figure out Shen Lian's true intentions, but could only see that the latter was an ordinary person. The golden-armored warrior should be a Taoist child brought by the door god.

"Disciple, don't take what Zhen Yuanzi said earlier seriously."

Shen Lian was stunned and asked, "What words?"

"Contemplate the Way of Heaven."

A hint of complexity flashed across Patriarch Bodhi's eyes.

"Master, why can't I visualize the Way of Heaven?"

"My disciple, although you have the vision of three flowers gathering at the top of your head, your cultivation has not yet reached the level of a land immortal, which is a blessing in disguise."

Patriarch Bodhi knocked on the table with his whisk, signaling the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple to serve the spiritual fruits and wine.

“You should know that only by setting foot on land can immortals escape from the mortal world.”

"If you want to be promoted to a land immortal, you need to gather the three flowers of your soul at the top of your head and the five qi to the origin, and then you can visualize the way of heaven at the right time."

"Now is not the right time. If you are promoted to a land immortal, you will suffer an unexpected disaster."

Shen Lian was stunned, and suddenly realized that the so-called Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head and Five Qis Returning to the Origin were just the ways of becoming a land immortal thousands of years ago.

In later generations, it has been reduced to the practice of refining the true scriptures, which shows that there must be many variables.

An unknown disaster has blocked the paths of the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head and the Five Qis Returning to the Origin. Could it be that it is related to the illusory way of heaven?

Patriarch Bodhi said to himself: "My disciple, it would be good for you to eat the ginseng fruit. Once you have a longer life span, you don't need to risk your life to deal with unexpected disasters."

Shen Lian frowned slightly. Patriarch Bodhi's words were full of information.

At the same time, he indirectly revealed why the Taoist boy who had not yet become an immortal was so eager for ginseng fruit. Just smelling it could increase one's lifespan by thousands of years, not to mention that eating it could increase one's lifespan by 47,000 years.

"Bodhi Immortal, please taste the spiritual fruit."

Qingfeng brought the spiritual fruit and couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw Shen Lian.

Even though the aura was completely different, he still doubted whether Shen Lian was a spiritual being hanging on the branch of the ginseng fruit tree.

Qingfeng hesitated for a few moments and did not ask rashly.

As soon as he turned around, Shen Lian suddenly patted Qingfeng on the shoulder seemingly casually, "Qingfeng, say hello to the brothers and sisters at Wuzhuang Temple for me."

"Okay, take care, Junior Brother."

Qingfeng's mouth corners raised.

In the past, when it came to the ginseng fruit creature, he and Mingyue really regarded Shen Lian as their junior fellow apprentice, even though the other party had now entered the Xieyue Sanxing Cave.

Patriarch Bodhi didn't care and just shook his head as he looked at the three or two spiritual fruits.

"Sure enough, after searching for a long time, it turns out that Zhen Yuanzi has not left Wuzhuang Temple for a thousand years. I wonder where he got the spiritual objects to entertain us."

Shen Lian took a closer look and found that the surface of the spiritual fruit was full of medicinal power, but there were actually some corpse spots on it.

The corpse qi corrodes the spiritual fruit, causing the medicinal properties to be mixed with the corpse qi. If one is not careful after taking it, one can easily be affected by the ginseng fruit tree.

Shen Lian didn't care about the corpse qi. The spiritual fruit was at least at the level of a land immortal. If it was used to make wine, it could promote the advancement of the ghost gourd.

"Master, why don't you give it to me?"

"It doesn't matter."

Shen Lian put everything into the ghost gourd, and the magic weapon glowed faintly.

With the addition of the Zhenjing Dan fruit pulp, it shouldn't be long before you can get promoted.

"It's a good treasure. After we return to the Slanting Moon Three Stars Cave, I will find you a few more spiritual fruits. It shouldn't be difficult to facilitate the transformation of the treasure."

"Master, the gourd can brew the finest wine in the world, why not try it?"

Shen Lian diligently filled Bodhi Patriarch's glass with wine, and a faint fragrance filled the air.

"nice."

Patriarch Bodhi took a sip and said with a hint of surprise, "It should be a fruit nurtured by some spiritual root, but it's just bland and tasteless."

"Little brother, give me a bowl. I will exchange it with spiritual fruit."

A voice came from the right side. Shen Lian glanced over and saw an old man with a crutch waving his hand. Next to him was a gentle and beautiful Taoist nun.

It was none other than Li Tieguai, one of the Eight Immortals. However, Li Tieguai was himself an immortal god, but his spirit left his body to attend the immortal meeting with Laojun at Mount Huashan. When he came back, he found that his body had been burned by sparks from his disciples.

Eventually, he took over the body of a lame beggar and ended up being neither immortal nor human.

Tieguai Li took out a worn porcelain bowl and threw the spiritual fruit into the basin in front of Shen Lian.

Shen Lian urged the ghost gourd to turn over, and the porcelain bowl became like a bottomless pit, continuously swallowing up the medicinal wine. In a moment, over a hundred pounds of it disappeared.

"Cough cough." Patriarch Bodhi coughed.

"That's enough."

"Immortal Bodhi finds it bland, but it's just right for me."

Li Tieguai put away the porcelain bowl and drank the medicinal wine in amazement.

"How could Master Donghua have the leisure to come to Wuzhuang Temple?"

Patriarch Bodhi obviously recognized the predecessor of Li Tieguai. Li Tieguai smiled but said nothing. After a long while, he replied, "Hunyuan Dao Fruit."

"I see."

The fruit tasting conference was clearly divided into two groups. Most of the immortals and gods seemed to be there to encircle and suppress the Wuzhuang Temple, but there were also some who came for the Hunyuan Dao Fruit.

"Master Donghua, when we fight for the ginseng fruit, ask your disciples to pay attention to Shen Lian."

Tieguai Li shook his head. "Her name is Han Xiangzi, and she is a disciple of an old friend. Their chances in Wuzhuang Temple depend on their own luck."

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows, feeling that the plot was completely messed up.

The old friend should refer to Han Zhongli, but Han Zhongli’s apprentice was Han Xiangzi, so why is it Madam Bai Gu?
(End of this chapter)