I can't be a demon.

Chapter 290: The Three Pure Ones, Transcendent or Monsters
After Shen Lian went to the deep ghost market, he felt his five senses become blurred.

When he opened his eyes, he was already in a closed space. To be more precise, it was an airtight and strange dojo.

The golden body of martial arts in the body was suppressed faintly, and the body and soul could hardly be exerted.

Shen Lian contacted the teleportation tree immediately, and then roots extended out from the gaps in the wall tiles, and the fear in his heart was suppressed.

He looked around.

The furnishings in the Taoist temple are simple, with an altar for the Three Pure Ones and a few cushions.

The statues of the Three Pure Ones are four or five meters tall, with colorfully painted facial features. They can be easily identified as the three highest Taoist ancestors.

Yuanshi Tianzun is in the center, Daode Tianzun is on the left, and Lingbao Tianzun is on the right.

Shen Lian glanced at the statue of the Three Pure Ones solemnly, then the vertical eye on his forehead opened and he found that the statue of the Three Pure Ones became blurry.

"It seems that I am trapped in space, and the dojo is just an illusion that confuses my consciousness."

"Could it be that once we entered the Deep Ghost Market, we have already fallen into the hands of the Eight Divisions of the Ghost Market?"

Shen Lian held the bone blade at his waist, and the corpse demon scabbard flashed with purple light. The scabbard had just been promoted to a magic weapon not long ago. Even if it was not unsheathed, it could control the scabbard to release the corpse poison sword energy.

When he looked out the window, he found himself inside a fruit core.

Outside was a dilapidated courtyard with a mess of fruits and vegetables piled up everywhere. An old monk was muttering nervously around a peach tree.

The most important thing is that everything in the courtyard is magnified hundreds of times.

The old monk approached the peaches where Shen Lian was. His bloodshot eyes revealed naked greed, and his breathing made the windows open and close repeatedly.

"The little baby inside has a lifespan of at least 6,000 years. I can't bear to eat it."

Shen Lian sneered, becoming more and more certain that the end of the ghost market was the heaven. It seemed that the old monk specialized in growing peaches in the eleventh-level ghost market.

There was also a little man in the other peaches, kneeling in fear and worshipping the statues of the Three Pure Ones.

“Very fierce!!!”

"If I spend more time and effort to cultivate it, it will definitely be a top-quality peach!!!"

After saying this, the old monk turned around and left contentedly, then began to pick and choose among the fruits and vegetables in the courtyard.

Shen Lian stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, and his soul blessed the vertical eye.

The vision of three flowers gathering at the top of the head and five qi returning to the origin surrounds the body.

"Quack, quack, quack."

The old monk had his back to the peach tree, but he reached out and lifted up his hair, revealing his extra pupils. It was obvious that he had been paying attention to Shen Lian.

"The three flowers gather at the top of the head and return to the root, the five energies return to the origin and become transparent!!"

“Too outstanding!!”

The old monk moved forward excitedly, then removed his right arm and searched among fruits and vegetables, hoping to graft a new arm.

You can see that the flesh, blood and bones have become dry and black, and there are traces of stitches on the joints.

Shen Lian ignored the old monk's threat, and the scene he saw with his eyes vertical changed drastically.

The old monk's body began to stretch and twist, and soon his true appearance came into view. His exposed skin was full of grooves and inlaid with copper coins.

He turned out to be a thousand-year-old ghost wearing a monk's robe.

The fruits and vegetables in the yard were piled with thousands of corpses, body parts and fragments, attracting swarms of flies.

Because of the deep ghost market, the lifespan of a fly is only half a day.

Therefore, the flies will continue to repeat the process of laying eggs and dying, forming an alternative ecosystem and gradually breeding a terrible plague.

Shen Lian noticed that the surface of the corpse was stained with some rock debris.

And the corpses looked exactly the same.

"So, this is the purpose of the dozens of meat mountains created by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

According to the clues witnessed by the miners, the corpses in the meat mountain all looked the same, like tens of millions of puppets mass-produced by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Obviously, the meat mountain is the fertilizer needed to grow the peach trees.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and the Plague Department of the Ghost Market have formed a trading chain. It is unknown what the purpose of planting peaches is. However, there must be more than one dilapidated temple in the eleventh-floor Ghost Market where peach trees are planted.

The old monk replaced his limbs and internal organs, and his body became younger and younger.

Shen Lian reached out to touch the fruit core and secretly used his wisdom eye ability.

[Identification of Ghost Peach completed, Ksitigarbha Yama experience +0.18%]

【Ghost Peach】

[Born from a demon-transformed peach tree, it needs a lot of corpses as nutrients, and needs to be watered for a long time before it has a chance to breed a celestial being. Remember, celestial beings cannot learn Buddhism!!!]

"The celestial being? It should be the fruit core man."

"It seems that it's not just the ginseng fruit tree, the peach tree is no exception."

Of course, the peach tree that housed Shen Lian was definitely not the main tree, and was even far inferior to the worst quality one in the Peach Garden.

It is most likely that it was cultivated from branches stolen from the Pantao Garden by the Eight Tribes of Ghost Market.

But a glimpse of the whole picture shows that the Peach Garden has definitely become a den of demons.

Shen Lian had no intention of leaving the Fruit Core Dojo. Since he could leave the Deep Ghost Market at any time, it would be safer for him to stay in the Fruit Core.

He can completely observe the taboos of the deep ghost market through the Fruit Core Dojo.

The lifespan consumed every day was not something Shen Lian considered at all.

When you come to this world, the possibility of dying of old age is almost zero. There is actually not much difference between a lifespan of 6,000 years and 600 years.

Besides, there are definitely ways to prolong life in the deep ghost market.

Shen Lian's mind moved, and the roots quietly wrapped around his waist. Unlike the previous times he entered and exited the cave, the teleportation tree was attached to the peach tree.

Little did he know that when he first set foot on the third floor of the Ghost Market, the banyan tree had already quietly taken root and sprouted in the Ghost Market. It was only after he was promoted to the sixth level that the roots spread to the eleventh floor. "Ahhh!"

The old monk let out a sharp howl, and out of the corner of his eye he saw that the peaches belonging to Shen Lian had become wilted, all the resentment in them had been swallowed up by his wisdom eye.

"No, I will never let the middle-grade peach die!!!"

The old monk had transplanted more than a dozen pairs of arms. His spider-like body frantically crawled towards the peach tree, half hanging between the branches with a ferocious expression.

Shen Lian was facing a powerful enemy, and his golden body of martial arts flickered with light.

Although their strength is severely limited in the deep ghost market, as long as their wisdom eyes and supernatural powers are not affected, the ten thousand year old ghosts are able to fight.

The old monk's face was pressed against the peaches, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

He grabbed a branch, skillfully cut off the top with his fingernails, and then grafted it to the peach tree where Shen Lian was, causing the nutrients provided to increase dramatically.

Then they moved the corpse to the roots of the peach tree.

"kindness?"

Shen Lian had a strange expression on his face. Suddenly, a faint smell of corpse filled the Fruit Core Dojo. Yes, it was the same corpse smell as the ginseng fruit tree in Wuzhuang Temple.

The corpse gas enters the mouth and nose, nourishing the flesh, blood and bones.

Shen Lian activated the Immortal Profound Art, and corpse qi continued to flow into his body.

"It is definitely not a coincidence. The two innate spiritual roots have suffered similar experiences. It is very likely that they have become the fourth corpse beheaded by a certain immortal god."

"Queen Mother, or the Jade Emperor?"

Shen Lian continued to use his wisdom eye ability to squeeze the peaches without hesitation.

[Ksitigarbha Yama reaches 70.01%, martial arts points +20]

"Strange, I have been growing peaches for who knows how many years, but this is the first time I have encountered insufficient nutrients. No, no, no, this is definitely a sign that upper-middle-quality peaches are about to be born, absolutely!"

Roars of impotence and rage echoed outside the Fruit Core Temple. The old monk tried his best to get closer to check out the Fruit Core Temple, but he could not find the reason why the peaches were wilting.

He grafted the peaches one branch at a time, and with great effort he dug up the soil at the base of the tree and piled all the carcasses among the squirming roots.

The smell of corpses in the Fruit Core Dojo is becoming more and more dense.

Shen Lian's efficiency in tempering his body became more and more intense. If his lifespan had not been consumed too quickly, it would feel like the deep ghost market would still be a blessed land.

He stopped identifying the situation only when the corpse odor became so thick that it blocked his vision.

In this way, the old monk could not see the fruit core venue clearly, and just kept repeating his muttering, checking the peaches every few days.

Shen Lian was pleased to see this. He believed that corpse qi could boost qi and blood, and in disguise could also promote cultivation. He immediately immersed himself in the circulation of qi.

As night falls in the Ghost Market, the corpse energy in the Fruit Core Dojo begins to surge.

Shen Lian opened his eyes and got goose bumps all over his body. The moonlight outside the window poured into the Taoist temple, shining on the statues of the Three Pure Ones.

He turned his back to the statues of the Three Pure Ones and saw the shadows on the ground lengthening.

The Three Pure Ones simultaneously revealed inhuman characteristics.

Yuanshi Tianzun stretched out his neck, Lingbao Tianzun stretched out countless arms, Daode Tianzun’s ribs opened, and his internal organs were singing...

Shen Lian's martial arts golden body was like carrying a heavy stone, weighing him down so much that he couldn't breathe.

Click click click.

His spine felt overwhelmed, as if a huge force was pulling on his neck, his ribs felt slightly numb, and his internal organs began to stir.

When the bone blade was about to be unsheathed, Shen Lian suddenly turned around and looked directly at the statue of the Three Pure Ones.

The statues of the Three Pure Ones remained calm, and the strange feeling they had felt before seemed to be just an illusion, but there was a hint of a smile at the corners of their mouths.

"It's so weird. The statues of the Three Pure Ones are just illusions, yet they carry such taboos."

No wonder there are no temples dedicated to the Three Pure Ones in the mortal world anymore.

At this moment.

boom.

The window opened, and huge pupils squeezed into the Fruit Core Dojo.

The old monk gnashed his teeth, his mind on the verge of madness, "Little kid, I've long seen that you are very intelligent, but your wisdom from your previous life is reserved. It's you who has been causing trouble all along!!"

"If you can't stay in the Peach Palace peacefully, I will make your soul fly to pieces and die!"

"Little doll, do you understand?!"

Shen Lian ignored the old monk, sat cross-legged on the cushion and looked directly at the statues of the Three Pure Ones, so as not to accidentally break the taboo of the Three Pure Ones again.

In just a few breaths, the body had suffered serious injuries.

After repeating this several times, the old monk left the peach tree in embarrassment, "The little kid is very fierce, he is the material for the top-quality peaches."

"Hey hey hey."

"Once the Plague Fairy comes, even the most stubborn kid will have to submit."

The other villains looked at him with admiration.

Shen Lian took out the Wanhu token thoughtfully, and sensed the Jinwu Guards in the shallow ghost market, using them to distinguish the difference in the speed of time flow.

"It's been more than half a day since the eleventh level ghost market, and it seems like only a moment has passed since I appeared in the world. There must be enough time left for me."

"Plague Fairy? I want to see what you have in mind."

Shen Lian opened his mouth and swallowed, and the corpse qi that seemed to be real rushed into his stomach and intestines. Then, the opportunity for Heng Lian to undergo the sixth transformation appeared after a long absence.

He had previously been in seclusion in an underground river, and had synthesized several horizontal martial arts.

I always feel like I'm only half a step away from a complete transformation.

Unexpectedly, the only difference was an environment full of corpse qi.

(End of this chapter)