I can't be a demon.

Chapter 301 The th Year of Zhenguan

"So, is what Li Liuru said true or false?"

Shen Lian stared at Pan Tao Ye in astonishment. The reason for his astonishment was that Pan Tao Ye was too normal.

Now all the innate spiritual roots have shown varying degrees of alienation, but the peach leaf in his hand does not have any corpse qi at all.

"Perhaps Li Liuru obtained it by accident?"

Shen Lian knew that this was not realistic. Given the speed of time flow in the mortal world and the heaven, Pan Tao Ye would have to go through at least ten thousand years of baptism.

How is it still alive?

"Even if the Heaven Palace has the peach tree to keep things normal, the Daohan Daoyuan is only in the ninth heaven, 180,000 miles away from the Ancient Heaven Palace."

Shen Lian patted his forehead and threw the leaves into the alchemy furnace, and then new fruits slowly grew.

"Don't think too much. Maybe it's all fantasy. Elder Feng Jing also mentioned that we must not believe anything Li Liuru said."

Shen Lian touched the scratches on the wall. "There were disciples in the old Dan Ding room before, but without exception, they all fell into madness and eventually disappeared."

He opened the window and it was pitch black outside.

The moonlight was obscured by clouds.

The main hall of the old alchemy room was brightly lit, and rustling sounds could be faintly heard, which seemed to be made by Li Liuru while he was refining the elixir.

However, no matter how loud the noise was, Shen Lian did not notice Li Liuru's presence.

It seemed that only when it was dark could he make contact with Li Liuru in the room separated by a wall. Neither his soul nor his naked eyes could observe Li Liuru.

Sudden.

Shen Lian's sixth sense gave rise to an inexplicable warning, and he closed the window without hesitation.

The moment the window was closed, a giant face over two meters tall appeared outside the house, sticking tightly to the window. Its breath blew into the room through the thin window paper, and a fishy smell filled the air.

"What the hell is he?!"

"There was no sign at all, it just appeared out of nowhere!!!"

Shen Lian felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

The giant face chuckled and said, "Disciple, have you changed your mind?"

"Master has prepared a furnace of elixirs. If you can help light the fire, Master will take you to the Heavenly Palace to meet the Lord of Daode tomorrow morning."

The giant face murmured in a low voice, and the more Shen Lian listened, the more horrified he felt.

Li Liuru is not a demon at all. He is just like the ghost that appears and disappears in the old alchemy room, a ghost that cannot be seen directly.

No wonder even though there were three land immortals in the Daohan Taoist Temple, they were unable to do anything to Li Liuru.

"Disciple, I have given you a Taoist name, [Heavenly Plague], how about it?"

"how?"

"how?!"

The giant face kept repeating this, his voice beginning to become more aggressive.

Shen Lian did not respond and let Li Liuru roar outside the house, ready to leave the deep ghost market through the roots of the teleportation tree at any time.

He realized that the Plague Department was not comparable to ordinary caves, and that Li Liuru might have the cultivation of a land immortal, and his methods were strange and unpredictable.

To provoke is to seek death.

Shen Lian watched for a moment, and after realizing that Li Liuru could not break into the room, he focused his energy on the Seventh Realm Kung Fu [Plague Pill Marrow Regenerating Kung Fu].

The sixth level of the Plague Department's technique is to condense the Plague Pill, which is almost the same as the mainstream practice system in the mortal world.

But starting from the seventh realm, Shen Lian felt that the Plague Department's skills, no, perhaps the Taoist tradition of the entire Ghost City Eight Departments was more like... martial arts.

That’s right, martial arts.

The Plague Pill Marrow-Growing Technique involves the bone marrow, which is similar to martial arts that focus on the physical body.

Of course, martial arts is a process of tempering oneself, and the subsequent realm of the Plague Department is to refine the immortal seeds into various organs of the physical body step by step.

By the time one reaches the ninth realm, the body, soul and immortal seed have become inseparable.

If things go smoothly, you will be promoted to a land immortal.

The first step of the Plague Pill Marrow Regenerating Technique is to refine the second type of disease immortal seeds, replenish the immortal seeds of one's own life, and then let the immortal seeds and bone marrow merge into one.

As a result, tiny pathogens will also be contained in the blood.

If you only look at the surface, the Plague Department's skills are actually very compatible with martial arts. Both focus on the physical body, but Shen Lian's expression is extremely solemn.

"No, I feel very bad."

"Although the Eight Sects of Ghost Market created their own scriptures, aren't they just following the old Buddhist path?"

Whether it is the Buddhist scriptures or the eight immortal seeds, they all lead to the same destination: the body and soul becoming a breeding ground for the scriptures. In comparison, the incomplete immortal seeds created by the eight sects are more dangerous.

Shen Lian vaguely felt that something big would happen to the immortal species of the Eight Divisions of Ghost Market sooner or later.

To put it bluntly, the body and soul are inseparable from the immortal seed. Even if it still retains intelligence, isn't it just a thinking Nuo immortal?
Shen Lian wanted to focus on martial arts and use scriptures as a supplement.

"How evil."

Shen Lian seemed a little helpless and could hardly find a perfect clue.

He was in the sixth realm and relied on the disease bag to barely isolate the addiction fairy seed outside the Niwan Palace. However, if he continued to practice according to the path of the plague department, after his physical body collapsed, it would not take long for his soul to collapse as well.

The martial arts association has become a subsidiary of the immortal species.

What makes Shen Lian powerless is that the Taoist tradition of the Eight Tribes of Ghost Market has undergone countless verifications.

If there is any other possibility, perhaps the Heavenly Court has already tried it thousands of years ago. The career panel is indeed awesome, but it is not omnipotent.

The desperate expression of Bodhi Patriarch flashed through Shen Lian’s mind.

"During the Fruit Tasting Conference, would Bodhi Patriarch go crazy when he found a dead end when his own sutra was almost complete?"

Shen Lian smiled bitterly and faced the wall with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

"Why do immortals and Buddhas need to refine the true scriptures?"

"Is there no choice?"

Shen Lian recalled the saying of reincarnation in his previous life, which was mentioned at the beginning of the original Journey to the West.

I have heard that the number of heaven and earth is 129,600 years per cycle. One cycle is divided into 12 sessions, which are the twelve branches of the Chinese zodiac: Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, and Hai. Each session is 1800 years.

For example, in terms of big numbers, if it comes to the end of the Xu meeting, the heaven and earth will be dark and all things will cease to exist.

This means that a day consists of a cycle of twelve hours, and the world of Journey to the West also constantly experiences the cycle of the reopening of Hunyuan.

However, the world of Journey to the West repeats itself every 129,600 years. At that time, all living things will be devastated, the world will return to chaos, and only a few immortals will survive, waiting for the world to reopen.

The Jade Emperor, for example, has experienced the destruction of heaven and earth 1,750 times.

"Logically speaking, the time point of Journey to the West is far from the day of the catastrophe."

"The collapse of the Journey to the West world is different from any previous catastrophe. It is more like a drastic change in the rules of the Three Realms. The mortal world has little impact on it."

Shen Lian took a deep breath, "If we regard the collapse of the Journey to the West world as a catastrophe, it is very likely that the 27th year of Zhenguan will be the day of the outbreak."

"It is unknown whether it was caused by the Golden Cicada."

Shen Lian recalled the details of the fruit tasting conference.

Although the immortals and gods seemed to be besieging the Wuzhuang Temple, they were actually hesitant, as if they had already anticipated that there would be no peace in the 27th year of Zhenguan.

They contemplate the Mahayana Buddhism, refine the true scriptures and transform themselves, like...

It seems like it is adapting to the new rules of the Three Realms.

Zhen Yuanzi, who successfully adapted to the catastrophe, made rapid progress in his cultivation and entered the realm of Daoist Ancestor.

Patriarch Bodhi, who was unable to adapt to the kalpa, fell into madness and was unable to extricate himself.

"Hey……"

"I'm afraid that [Refining the True Scripture] is the only way to become an immortal or a Buddha."

Shen Lian didn't think he was an exception. The Eight Parts Kung Fu had tried to avoid disadvantages as much as possible, but it still couldn't escape the influence of the overall environment.

"Try it. There are fifty great ways, forty-nine heavenly evolutions, and you can escape one of them."

He never despaired. As long as he was alive, everything was possible.

What's more, there is a career panel.

Shen Lian planned to first practice according to the steps of the Plague Pill Marrow Regeneration Technique, integrating the immortal seed into part of the bone marrow. If that didn't work, he would peel off the spine.

He separated a wisp of addiction fairy seed and sank it into the ghost gourd, coming into contact with the two types of fairy seeds of night sweats and heat stroke that were sealed inside.

After all, completing the addiction fairy seed depends on whether it is compatible or not.

It turned out that both night sweats and hot flashes were very compatible with addiction.

Shen Lian suspected that the addiction fairy seed could be compatible with more than 90% of the fairy seeds. The symptoms of allergies were bizarre and could even be so bizarre that it could turn the martial arts realm into a sick land.

Once the martial arts realm is opened, all living beings within the range will be attacked by countless diseases.

Shen Lian picked up the wine gourd and poured it out. A little bit of the night sweat fairy seed mixed with the wine penetrated into his body and flowed into the diseased sac under the guidance of his soul.

The addiction fairy seed then began to devour the night sweats fairy seed.

The career panel displays prompts.

[Do you want to consume 4 points to synthesize the Addiction Plague Pill and the Night Sweating Immortal Seed?]

Shen Lian nodded slightly. With the professional panel, the two could be perfectly integrated. At least he didn't have to worry about becoming a Nuo fairy without any intelligence.

At this moment.

Li Liuru seemed to realize that Shen Lian was completing his immortal seed, and he banged against the wall frantically.

His voice was hysterical and he wanted to squeeze into the compartment.

"Disciple, you are practicing wrongly! The Heavenly Lord of Dao and Morality said that this is not the way to practice!!"

“This shouldn’t be happening!!”

Li Liuru wailed in pain as he covered the giant face with his sturdy arms. Pungent blood flowed in from the gaps in the doors and windows.

"My disciple, you have to believe me. I can see the Lord of Daode every day!!!"

For some reason, Shen Lian felt upset when he heard Li Liuru's roar and watched the prompts on the career panel disappear.

The addiction plague pill caused disorder, and the night sweat fairy species suffered severe damage, and was completely destroyed in a few breaths.

"Hoohoohoo."

Li Liuru took a deep breath and murmured in delight, "Disciple, you really believed in me and did not continue to make the same mistake."

"wait for me!"

"I will ask the Taoist Master tomorrow and he will definitely help you solve your doubts!!!"

Shen Lian frowned slightly. Coincidentally, the night began to fade away, the sun began to rise, and a large number of monks from the Taoist temple came to the edge of the island to practice.

It can be seen that the Eight Tribes of Ghost Market still retain the customs of orthodox Taoism.

When the sun and the moon change, it was the time when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was the purest a thousand years ago, although now it only serves to stabilize the mind.

The golden sunlight filled the Chiming and Yangtian skies, and the mountains seemed to be coated with a layer of gold foil.

"wait for me……"

Shen Lian pushed open the door, and found that Li Liuru was no longer in the old alchemy room, and there was not even any trace of the latter crawling in the courtyard.

Everything seemed like an illusion, as if he had imagined it before.

Shen Lian had a complicated expression, and a red fruit appeared in his palm.

【Peach Leaf Fruit】

[Born from a banyan tree, it was originally a fallen leaf of a peach tree. Taking the pulp can promote the growth of cultivation, and taking the core can extend one's life by 630 years.]

Shen Lian used the peach leaf fruit to make wine, but he was not in a hurry to replenish his addiction fairy seeds again.

"Is there a possibility that after the 27th year of Zhenguan, the innate spiritual roots have the function of connecting to the past thousands of years..."

(End of this chapter)