I can't be a demon.

Chapter 281 Jealousy is inevitable

It seems that after the collapse of Journey to the West, The Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea was no exception, and even a large number of well-known mythological allusions from previous lives followed suit.

Han Xiangzi lowered her head, too embarrassed to look directly at Shen Lian.

Shen Lian was just about to reject Patriarch Bodhi's proposal, not wanting to have too much contact with Madam White Bone, when suddenly spiritual energy surged.

From the perspective of the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head, the unpleasant stench of a corpse hit him in the face.

Zhen Yuanzi came to the main seat and it could be seen that he was trying hard to suppress the throbbing in his heart. He kept counting with his fingers behind his back and muttered to himself.

When Shen Lian came to his senses, he felt that Zhen Yuanzi might be going crazy.

Yes.

After the fruit tasting conference.

Even Patriarch Bodhi fell into madness, so how could Zhen Yuanzi be an exception?

"We can't be sure that Patriarch Bodhi has gone mad. If the woodcutter in Fangcun Mountain is his true self, it looks more like he has lost his cognitive ability."

Zhen Yuanzi then began to recite scriptures, all of which were praising the ginseng fruit tree.

Shen Lian swallowed his saliva, "By the way, Qingfeng mentioned that the fruit tasting conference is to entertain the distinguished guests from the Tang Dynasty."

"If nothing unexpected happens, the distinguished guests are Tang Monk and his disciples, right?"

Is it possible to see Golden Cicada at the fruit tasting conference?

Shen Lian was filled with thoughts. After Zhen Yuanzi finished reciting the sutra, he said loudly, "Since you fellow Taoists have shown me your kindness, I will not say any more."

"The best ginseng fruit."

As soon as he finished speaking, a large amount of ginseng fruit flowed out of Zhen Yuanzi's sleeves and piled up in the center.

At first glance, there are at least seventy or eighty of them.

The ginseng fruit looks strange, like a shrunken baby with its eyes closed, and its eyelids tremble from time to time, as if it is about to wake up.

The fragrance filled the air, and all the Taoist children present couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Shen Lian closed his pores and looked out through the vertical eyes blessed by the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head.

The fragrance is like a charming purple smoke, and the ginseng fruit is red and swollen all over. How to say it, it's like a corpse that has been soaked in water for a long time.

A corpse showing a giant view!
What surprised Shen Lian the most was that the ginseng fruit actually had complete internal organs, but they were mirror images, with the same structure.

"Strange, where did Zhen Yuanzi get nearly a hundred ginseng fruits? Innate spiritual fruits are not easy to preserve, so it stands to reason that there should be at most thirty of them."

Patriarch Bodhi murmured, and Li Tieguai also became serious.

"The ginseng fruit tree blooms every three thousand years, bears fruit after another five thousand years, and finally takes another three thousand years for the fruit to mature."

Zhen Yuanzi smiled and said, "My fellow Taoists, there are currently eighty-one ginseng fruits, but only thirty of them are real."

"If you want to taste the ginseng fruit, you can only rely on your eyesight."

The immortal god reacted calmly, his gaze still focused on Zhen Yuanzi.

The Taoist children gradually became interested, and soon more than a dozen of them came to the ginseng fruit, greedily breathing in the medicinal fragrance and getting closer to examine the fruit.

Patriarch Bodhi frowned and said, "My disciple, Zhen Yuanzi is not simple. Ginseng fruit is a hot potato. There is no need to force it."

There was a gleam in his eyes, but he couldn't tell the difference between the ginseng fruits.

"Master, don't be in a hurry. Wait a little longer."

Shen Lian remembered that picking ginseng fruit was very troublesome in the original work. Now Zhen Yuanzi was doing something strange and the situation was becoming more and more weird.

He glanced at the ancestor of earthly immortals on the high platform.

Compared with the two crazy immortals and crazy Buddhas he had met before, Patriarch Bodhi and Bodhisattva Guanyin, Zhen Yuanzi gave him an even worse feeling.

It feels like I'm...suppressing my emotions, like an extremely calm madman.

Zhen Yuanzi must have realized that the immortals and gods were surrounding Wuzhuang Temple, and his current posture clearly shows that he has it all planned out.

"Let's get the ginseng fruit first. If there is any fraud, give up early."

Shen Lian immediately stood up and walked closer to the ginseng fruit.

"Master, is it okay to kill people?"

"What are you thinking? Anyone has a higher level of cultivation than you."

Han Xiangzi followed Tieguai Li's instructions and followed behind him with her head down.

Because Shen Lian has a hairpin to restrain his aura, just looking at the surface, it is impossible to tell that he has the characteristics of a Taoist monk. He looks more like an ordinary person.

The same is true for walking movements. Taoism generally teaches the steps to coordinate with the execution of spells.

How could the gods and immortals not see the clues from Shen Lian's every move? He was a completely self-taught casual cultivator, but his master happened to be from the Xieyue Sanxing Cave.

There was white smoke rising from Tieguai Li’s eyebrows, that was his soul leaving his body.

The more he looked at Shen Lian, the weirder he found him. Having traveled the mortal world for many years, he could naturally tell at a glance that Shen Lian indeed had no foundation in Taoism.

"Fellow Daoist Bodhi, why do you, your disciple, have to be so secretive?"

"Is there any cover-up? Of course not!"

Patriarch Bodhi flicked his whisk and then took back the hairpin.

Suddenly strange visions spread out in all directions, and all the immortals and gods couldn't help showing astonishment on their faces. They had never seen such an outstanding celestial being.

The Taoist children were stunned where they were and subconsciously went their separate ways.

You know, possessing acquired spiritual roots and immortal bones can already be regarded as a Tao seed, and it is easy to step into a realm that mortal cultivators can hardly reach in their lifetime.

And they are able to become disciples of the immortals, and their spiritual roots and immortal bones are all innate.

But compared with Shen Lian, all the other Taoist boys pale in comparison.

They could clearly sense that Shen Lian had at least five kinds of innate spiritual roots and immortal bones, and his body and soul foundation was incredibly strong.

Not only that, before Shen Lian even set foot on the land of immortals, his soul had already reached the state of three flowers gathering at the top of his head.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, never seen this before."

Tieguai Li drank three mouthfuls of medicinal wine to calm himself down, secretly wondering if Shen Lian was the reincarnation of some immortal or Buddha.

Logically speaking, the current immortals and Buddhas have not been reincarnated, this person seemed to appear out of thin air, and was born with one-third of the world's luck. Bodhi Patriarch stroked his beard with pleasure, and the more he looked at Shen Lian, the more satisfied he felt.

"However, why would his cultivation method be based on Qi and blood?"

Tieguai Li had never seen such a strange method. Although it required the dual cultivation of body and soul, wouldn't it be too extreme to simply improve the strength of the body and soul?

"Can't say."

Patriarch Bodhi also couldn't understand the martial arts that Shen Lian was practicing.

The body and soul are the main thing? But in this case, wouldn't it be a human-shaped elixir? Once the realm is high, what is the difference between it and the spiritual materials of heaven and earth?
Patriarch Bodhi thought to himself, “After returning to the Three Stars Cave of the Slanting Moon, I must find a way to make him change his method. Otherwise, he will suffer a great loss sooner or later.”

When Shen Lian came within ten meters, the medicinal fragrance of the ginseng fruit became stronger and stronger.

Rich to the point of being pungent.

The Taoist children couldn't help but look dazed, and the negative emotions in their hearts were being magnified little by little, especially the frustration when facing Shen Lian, and the greed brought about by the ginseng fruit's longevity.

"Found it! I'm the first one to discover the real ginseng fruit!!"

The middle-aged Taoist was overjoyed and couldn't wait to reach out and grab a fruit.

Shen Lian could not tell any difference between the fruits, he just felt that they were extremely strange, the eighty-one ginseng fruits were completely the same.

"Hahaha."

The middle-aged Taoist laughed loudly and held the ginseng fruit tightly.

"That's absolutely right, the medicinal properties can help prolong your life!!"

"No matter how high my spiritual roots are, if you give me 47,000 years of life, I will definitely become an immortal in the future!!!"

The middle-aged Taoist stared at Shen Lian, the smell of the medicine made his Taoist heart twisted.

What he didn't notice was that the others took several steps back at the same time, staring at the ginseng fruit in his hand with astonishment.

The moment the middle-aged Taoist touched the ginseng fruit, the fruit's eyes suddenly opened.

The ginseng fruit's limbs began to tremble and it began to imitate the middle-aged Taoist's every move, and its physical features became more and more similar.

"What are you looking at? There are still twenty-nine real ginseng fruits."

While the middle-aged Taoist was speaking, the ginseng fruit repeated it again, a faint demonic aura leaked out, and began to reveal malicious intent.

“I’m going to become an immortal!!”

He stuffed the ginseng fruit into his mouth and chewed it with difficulty.

Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. Even though his tongue was bitten off, he continued to mutter incoherently until he swallowed the ginseng fruit.

The middle-aged Taoist priest meditated on the spot to absorb the medicinal properties of the ginseng fruit.

Then the white hair at the temples turned black, and his appearance became younger at a speed visibly visible to the naked eye.

Upon seeing this, the Taoist children couldn't help but dispel some of their doubts. Stimulated by the aroma of the medicine, they could hardly control the urge to pick the ginseng fruit.

They observed it carefully and always felt that one of the ginseng fruits was particularly real.

Not long after, another Taoist boy followed the middle-aged Taoist's footsteps, eating the ginseng fruit in one gulp, and meditating with a fanatical look on his face to digest it.

"Hey."

Several immortals and gods took action and brought their Taoist boy back to their side.

However, most of the immortals and gods are still controlled by the Taoist boy, and they even want to use the Taoist boy to figure out the abnormality of the ginseng fruit tree.

Zhen Yuanzi just smiled and said nothing, as if he was out of the situation.

"Don't force it..."

Just as Patriarch Bodhi was about to speak, Shen Lian had already picked up a ginseng fruit with great interest, and as expected, the fruit came back to life.

Han Xiangzi wanted to say something but stopped herself, as she could feel the horror of the ginseng fruit.

Once you come into contact with it, the greed in your heart will be infinitely magnified, and even the most austere person will be unable to control it.

Shen Lian moved the ginseng fruit closer to take a closer look, and the fruit was already within reach.

Click click click.

A creepy sound was heard, the source of which was the first middle-aged Taoist who took the ginseng fruit. There was actually a spiritual light emanating from his body.

"Haha, I, Chen Chunsheng, also have unprecedented spiritual root qualifications!!!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest howled towards the sky.

The three bulges on his back were beating like a heart, and also exuded the same immortal bone aura as Shen Lian.

The veins on his forehead bulged, and three stamens made of blood vessels bloomed.

That is the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head.

The middle-aged Taoist's physique was extremely strangely close to Shen Lian, and all the immortals and gods, including Patriarch Bodhi, looked a little surprised.

Although they look quite bizarre in appearance, their spiritual roots and aptitudes are very similar.

Only Shen Lian knew that the middle-aged Taoist was simply possessed by a demon. There was absolutely no such situation a thousand years ago. Mortals would become demons and monsters just by being contaminated by his aura.

The middle-aged Taoist looked at Shen Lian, spitting.

He had a feeling that as long as he could eat the other party, everything would be easy.

The middle-aged Taoist expanded to three meters, his features gradually became inhuman, and he walked towards Shen Lian step by step.

Patriarch Bodhi could no longer sit still.

It is not known why the ginseng fruit could cause a Taoist boy to become a demon, but his own disciple, a mortal who has practiced Taoism in a wrong way, is definitely not his match.

At this time.

Shen Lian crushed the ginseng fruit directly, and the minced meat splashed everywhere.

In just a moment, the temperament he exuded seemed like a different person.

From a gentle, elegant, ethereal immortal seed, to...

Murderous!!!
(End of this chapter)