I can't be a demon.

Chapter 29: Golden Bell Cover? Even dogs don’t practice it
What kind of monster is the Yellow Wind Monster?
The thirteenth difficulty in Journey to the West is about a yellow-haired sable mouse that had attained enlightenment at the foot of Mount Lingshan. It escaped to the mortal world after stealing the oil from Tathagata's glass lamp.

The Yellow Wind Monster fought with Sun Wukong for thirty rounds without a clear winner, and was finally subdued by a Bodhisattva using the Flying Dragon Staff bestowed by Tathagata.

A truly shocking demon!
The most terrifying thing about the world of Journey to the West is that there are dozens of similar terrifying monsters, and the Yellow Wind Monster can hardly even be ranked at the top.

"hiss……"

Shen Lian sucked in a breath of cold air. The Buddha Oil Sutra had indirectly proved that this world was inseparable from Journey to the West, and was more corrupt than imagined.

There is no point in having foresight because the world of Journey to the West has already deviated from the framework.

All Shen Lian can do is...

Practice martial arts, practice martial arts, and practice fucking martial arts!!!
Shen Lian lit a candle and read the Buddhist Oil Sutra word by word in the dim light, and found that the words between the lines seemed to be ambiguous.

The career panel displays prompts again.

[Half-demon occupation has been triggered, but the necessary conditions are missing and the job cannot be taken.]

Shen Lian ignored the prompt and noticed that the contents of the book recording the demon had been torn off, and the remaining pages had four words written on them: "Don't practice."

The handwriting was left by a half-demon, and it was obvious that he was in a state of confusion when he wrote it.

If nothing unexpected happens, the method to become a demon should be the required condition for becoming a [half-demon], and the steps involved must be extremely bloody.

The control of yellow sand displayed by the half-demon is indeed in line with the magical power of the Yellow Wind Monster, the [Samadhi Divine Wind] that Monkey King is extremely afraid of.

"It seems that special professions are not without disadvantages."

Shen Lian placed the Buddhist Oil Sutra on the candle flame and watched the pages turn into ashes bit by bit.

"Ah~ Someone set a fire..."

Shen Lian grabbed the mynah bird's neck to prevent the patrolling yamen runners from hearing it. After all, in the Tang Dynasty, arson was a capital crime.

"Once you become a half-demon, your own special characteristics will most likely continue to intensify until you become a demon beast without any intelligence."

Perhaps the profession panel can provide an exemption, but Shen Lian certainly doesn't have the courage to gamble his life. Since the method to become a demon is missing, there is no need to worry about gains and losses.

If you practice the Buddha Oil Sutra, you will turn into a big rat. Who can resist it?

"Why do I feel like the Buddha Oil Sutra... seems to be deliberately made old?"

Although Shen Lian's ability to identify treasures depends entirely on his keen eye for detail, he has handled countless antiques and paintings and can spot the signs of a fake.

"It's a very complicated matter. There are more than one or two gangs in Yanliang Town that have come into contact with the Buddha Oil Sutra, which means that the method of entering the demon world has already spread."

"Someone is guiding the warriors into becoming demons."

Shen Lian had a slight headache, turned his head and looked at Big Brother and said helplessly: "I just want to be a clean and honest orthodox warrior. I don't want to be involved in demonic things. Big Brother, don't you think so?"

"Ah~"

The starling opened its beak slightly, spat, and flew away.

Shen Lian was just about to get up and teach the starling a lesson when he suddenly felt discomfort in his stomach, as if he had a stomach upset. This had never happened since he awakened and started eating tonic food.

"Wait, are those sands from the half-demon?"

Shen Lian grabbed a handful of yellow sand and found that it contained tiny metal particles.

The giant stomach food can easily digest the demonic aura, but ordinary metals are extremely difficult to digest. It is estimated that it will take at least three or four days.

Shen Lian glanced at the half-demon's corpse, and found metal particles inside and outside the latter's body.

He quickly flipped through the Golden Bell Cover and found that the problem was indeed with this horizontal training. To practice the Golden Bell Cover, one actually had to take ground copper powder.

There is no need for external force to hit, just use your strength to guide the copper powder to quench the acupoints.

Shen Lian finally understood.

The more advanced your horizontal martial arts skills are, the faster you die, right?

The practice method of Golden Bell Cover is simply inhumane. How can the strength guide the copper powder without any omissions? If it enters the internal organs, the person will probably die within a few years.

Most of the half-demons had their organs fail due to the Golden Bell Cover, and were forced to become demons, but ended up lying dead on the street. Shen Lian endured the pain and memorized the location of the acupoints of the Golden Bell Cover.

He crossed his legs and closed his eyes, sensing the copper powder. He used his strength to carefully carry it through his blood vessels and into the acupuncture points throughout his upper body.

After the acupoints absorb copper powder, damage is inevitable.

The excess nutrients in Shen Lian's stomach were put to good use. They poured into his acupoints, allowing his strength to be tempered without reservation.

He instinctively used his Iron Body Skill and immediately reached a height of over two meters.

As the copper powder merges into the acupoints, the protruding blue veins on the surface of the skin take on a metallic color, greatly accelerating the progress of the flesh refining.

After a long time.

It was quiet outside the window and the waning moon was hanging high in the sky.

Shen Lian opened his eyes, and his swollen body had returned to normal.

【Golden Bell Cover (First Look)】

"You mastered it in half a night? This is the limit of the intermediate horizontal training."

Most of the copper powder has been integrated into the acupoints, and the rest is excreted from the body with sweat. It can be seen that the Golden Bell Cover will not damage the foundation.

"To be safe, the amount of copper powder taken daily must be controlled."

Shen Lian leaned out of the window and looked around, then quietly left the room and came into the courtyard.

He dug a hole at the bottom of the banyan tree, buried the half-demon's body among the roots, and covered it up meticulously so that no one else would notice.

"At least he is buried in peace. You better not pretend to be dead."

"Consider the hairpin as a living pawn. If the girl named Lingxiang comes to pawn it, I will ask Mr. Wang to return it to its original owner for you."

When Shen Lian finished destroying the body, the sun was already rising in the sky.

He collected the remaining sand and soil, a total of about four pounds, which was enough to support the Golden Bell Cover for more than half a month. The sand and soil could produce nutrients, which saved the cost of medicinal food.

Now that his appetite is getting bigger and bigger, Shen Lian does have a feeling of living beyond his means.

The next days.

Shen Lian no longer used the stone hammer to train his body, and he was indeed much more relaxed. In addition to practicing martial arts, he occasionally went to the market to pick up valuable antiques.

The Golden Bell Cover improved steadily, and it wasn't long before he was able to master the Yang Yuan Posture as well.

Yang Yuan Jin is very weak. Facing Zhu Lang Jin, it can only curl up in the corner of Dantian, so as to prevent any conflict between the two forces.

Shen Lian was not in a hurry to add some points, intending to practice Yang Yuan Zhuang to a small degree of success.

However, the changes in the bone blade were far more than ordinary. Before it was upgraded, it was not even a dagger, but now, after a month, it was already one foot long.

Shen Lian made sure that the bone blade had stopped growing, so he asked a tailor to make a leather scabbard for him. He simply tied it to his chest to make it easier to carry the bone blade.

The material of the bone blade seems to be quite strong, but it is too difficult to use it against the enemy.

Shen Lian returned to his original miserable life.

Yanliang Town welcomes the arrival of the New Year. The streets and alleys are decorated with lights and colorful lanterns, and many children in new clothes are chasing and playing.

Compared with previous lives, the New Year’s Eve in the Tang Dynasty was extremely lively.

There were many people dressing up as immortals and gods and parading in the streets, restaurants and teahouses distributing rewards, and clan ancestral halls offering sacrifices to their ancestors. The scene was unique at the time.

Shen Lian was not thinking about the New Year. Anyone who knew they were in the world of Journey to the West would have to tread on thin ice all day long and would not have the heart to play.

Yep.

Even if you go to the brothel, you will just be a walking corpse.

(End of this chapter)