I can't be a demon.

Chapter 304: Complete Immortal Seed, Seriously Ill Warrior

Li Liuru stared at Shen Lian and said impatiently, "My disciple, have you noticed the restlessness of the newborn immortal?"

The corner of Shen Lian's mouth twitched.

Li Liuru's prescription is indeed feasible in theory, but the question is, is the stuff refined in the tripod really for human consumption?

Even if I had the power to nourish my body with food, I wouldn't dare to swallow it rashly!

Li Liuru seemed to see Shen Lian's hesitation and said quickly, "It must be correct. Disciple, you must believe in your teacher's painstaking research."

He retracted the flame that was burning the tripod. As the temperature dropped sharply, the sticky black ointment still remained active and continued to wriggle.

The corner of Shen Lian's mouth twitched, and Li Liuru had already spent several hours to complete the elixir.

Li Liuru even pleaded in a low voice as dawn approached, "My disciple, please give it a try. The Heavenly Lord of Daode also said that there is nothing wrong with the prescription."

"Master...is about to die."

Li Liuru leaned against the tripod and said painfully, "My disciple Tianwen, I can no longer distinguish the truth from falsehood in my dreams. I only know that it is becoming increasingly difficult for me to return to the Daohan Daoyuan."

"Master, what will you dream about after you leave the Taoist temple?"

"The dream was dark, and I was trapped in the darkness. If it weren't for the Taoist Master outside who answered my questions every day, I would have died long ago."

Shen Lian frowned, feeling that the Lord of Morality seemed to be a figment of Li Liuru's imagination.

"Master, I'm trying to digest the medicine."

"Good good."

After Shen Lian finished speaking, the muscles in his arms bulged and he shook the tripod vigorously. The ointment rolled and turned into pills, about seventy or eighty in total.

He took out one.

【Night sweat pill】

[It was made by Li Liuru. After taking it, the internal organs will be weakened, which will promote the breeding of night sweats. If it is not treated for a long time, the condition will continue to worsen. ]

No matter how you look at it, the Night Sweating Pill is definitely a strong medicine.

Shen Lian made sure that the medicinal properties of the night sweat pill were within his tolerable range and swallowed it directly into his stomach.

As soon as the pill entered the stomach, it melted away like ice and snow. Then, a tingling sensation arose in the internal organs.

It was like billions of ants crawling, a clear sign of the proliferation of germs.

Shen Lian activated his food-replenishing ability to digest the night sweat pill as much as possible. Sweat flowed all over his body and the alchemy room was shrouded in rising mist.

"It's doable, disciple! You can completely refine the immortal seed!!"

Li Liuru laughed uncontrollably and smacked his head in annoyance, "I should have known this earlier!"

Shen Lian's blood and energy were devoured by the bacteria, he heard inexplicable whispers in his ears, and the addiction fairy seed in his disease sac became extremely active.

He used the Plague Pill to produce marrow method to guide the bacteria to grow into the Night Sweat Immortal Seed.

But it was just a little bit short.

Shen Lian closed his eyes and sat cross-legged beside the tripod without moving, trying to find an opportunity for the Night Sweating Immortal Seed to take shape.

As time passed, the sky gradually showed signs of dissipating.

Li Liuru didn't even dare to breathe. He squatted nervously at the door of the alchemy room. Shen Lian in front of him was getting thinner and thinner.

He began to regret that he should not have forced himself to completely refine the immortal seed.

If Shen Lian died, everything would be in vain.

The sun is about to rise above the horizon.

Shen Lian suddenly opened his eyes and then did something unexpected.

He actually jumped into the tripod, and the medicinal power of the pill enveloped his whole body, and the number of night sweat bacteria in his body increased exponentially.

"Master, burn the tripod and release all the medicinal power!"

Seeing Shen Lian being so radical, Li Liuru became hesitant.

"quick!"

At Shen Lian's urging, Li Liuru reignited the tripod. The pill liquefied in the high temperature and seeped into Shen Lian's body like a living thing.

Shen Lian frantically rescued and replenished nutrients, but the bacteria in his body became more and more serious.

First of all, Li Liuru’s idea is indeed correct.

He discovered that the night sweat bacteria born in his body were indeed different. Even without being refined, they still revealed a faint strength, and his soul could even indirectly control it a little.

But relying solely on a pill for inducing sweat, it is really hard to boil a frog in warm water and breed an immortal.

The bacteria were constantly devouring Shen Lian's blood and energy, and even Shen Lian's physical strength could not withstand it. It would be better to do it in one go and forcibly condense the immortal seed.

Shen Lian was skinny, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. The bacteria gathered towards the lesion sac, and had begun to outline the incomplete Taoist rhyme of the immortal seed.

Li Liuru was terrified as he watched the movement inside the cauldron sound like a group of insects eating flesh.

If it were an ordinary person, he would be reduced to ashes in a breath or two.

Fortunately, Shen Lian still has life, and his martial arts golden body also shows a tendency to break through the bottleneck. The bacteria and strength have formed a perfect balance.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

The night had almost faded away, and Li Liuru paced anxiously toward the door.

"Disciple, I'm a little sleepy."

Li Liuru's figure became blurred, and he looked towards the rising sun with a lost expression, as if he had not seen the sunrise and the moonset for thousands of years.

All traces of him were also disappearing.

"No wonder..."

Shen Lian could feel the medicinal power in the tripod decreased sharply, and the bacteria in his body disappeared out of thin air.

“Zhouzhuang dreams of being a butterfly, and the butterfly dreams of being a butterfly.”

“Even if Li Liuru came to the future, he couldn’t make any changes. He is just a butterfly with the soul of Zhouzhuang.”

When Li Liuru disappears, the old alchemy room will return to its original state.

It was as if Li Liuru had never been here.

"Master, it's time to wake up from your dream!!!"

Shen Lian opened his mouth and swallowed. The remaining medicinal power in the tripod poured into his body. Before the bacteria disappeared, the Dao rhyme was completely formed.

[Do you want to consume 4 points to synthesize the Addiction Plague Pill and the Night Sweating Immortal Seed] [The Plague Messenger occupation has been triggered, and the necessary conditions are missing and the job cannot be taken]

"determine."

Li Liuru stared at the tripod infatuatedly, the addiction fairy seed swallowed up the night sweat fairy seed, even if it was fake, the occupation panel was still synthesized correctly.

[Do you want to spend 4 points to master the Plague Pill Marrow Regeneration Skill?]

[Do you want to consume 8 points to advance to martial arts: Plague Pill Marrow Regeneration Technique (Minor Success)]

.........

The Dao rhyme on the surface of the Addiction Plague Pill does have some complementation, which causes more night sweats among the complications of allergies, and a large number of germs rush into the spine.

With the perfect integration of the Plague Pill Marrow Production Technique into the Plague Department's Horizontal Training Method, the Plague Pill suddenly expanded in size, constantly swallowing and spitting out germs like a mushroom.

The germs mix into the bone marrow and spread throughout the body through the blood, tempering the body in disguise.

Shen Lian crawled out of the tripod. The powerful force he radiated from his every move was contaminated with germs, and when he fought against the enemy, he could make others suffer from illness.

Needless to say, the Plague Pill’s blessing on the realm of martial arts.

[Wangbu horizontal training method (Martial Arts Wendan)]

Shen Lian's Plague Department skills have reached the seventh realm, and his martial arts golden body has also been promoted to the fifth realm of divine wandering.

When both skills have achieved the Nine Realms of Heavenly Palace, that will be the day for their integration.

Of course, the most important thing is that Shen Lian finally found a way forward. Even though the immortal seed still has some flaws, it has been made as perfect as possible.

The upper limit of martial arts is to become a land immortal.

Li Liuru was very pleased and took off the peach leaves on his shoulders. "Disciple, I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up tomorrow. From now on, you have to figure it out."

Shen Lian remained silent, with lotus patterns flickering between his eyebrows.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Li Liuru, instilling the contents of the Purple Mansion Tempering Technique into the latter, thinking that this method might be able to work on the Peach Tree.

Li Liuru was stunned and then disappeared inexplicably.

Shen Lian took out the jade slip and looked at it. His soul scanned the list of the Ancient Heavenly Court's Plague Department. Unfortunately, there was no change in Li Liuru's information.

"Li Liuru is still dead?"

"That's right. How can a Purple Palace Tempering Technique offset the erosion of the Peach Tree?"

When Shen Lian put the jade slip back, he noticed a book inside the fruit core. The original title of the book, "Li Lian's Thoughts on Observing the Explanation of the Lord of Morality," actually had an extra line of small characters.

[Li Lian gave his disciple Tian Wen]

Shen Lian's pupils shrank slightly and he quickly opened the book.

The originally illogical content turned into pages of prescriptions, all of which were about how to use the power of medicine to stimulate the breeding of immortal seeds.

Li Liuru also carefully noted the various spiritual materials that could be used as substitutes in the prescription.

.........

The immortal prison room.

It was still deep and boundless darkness, but no sound came from inside.

Two soldiers from the Plague Department walked over slowly, and then seemed to notice something, so they opened the vent and shone the candles in their hands inside.

Li Liuru's bloated body was motionless.

The stench of corpses was everywhere.

"Li Lian is dead. It's all fate. He used to be a Taoist boy in the Plague Department."

"With the current situation in the royal court, you and I may end up following in their footsteps."

"do not talk."

The two soldiers from the Plague Department left in a hurry, discussing, "Notify the Plague Department and ask them how to deal with Li Liuru's body."

"He was probably burned directly in the prison cell. His death was too strange, and the Plague God is quite afraid of the Mad Immortal."

The footsteps disappeared at the end of the aisle.

No one noticed that the sound of a butterfly emerging from its cocoon could be heard again in the cell.

The bloated body split open from the back, and peach roots extended out, easily coming to the corridor outside the prison through the ventilation hole.

The roots intertwined with each other and transformed into a middle-aged man over two meters tall.

The man was gentle and elegant, with verdant hair, a small peach sapling on his shoulder, and his eyes looked as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Whoever wakes up from a big dream first will know it in my life."

"My name is Li Liuru, my name is Taohuaxian, I... woke up."

Li Liuru touched the sapling on his shoulder, and there were fruits growing among the branches and leaves.

It can be seen that there is a narrow dojo inside the fruit core. A little man is kneeling in the dojo and kowtowing to Li Liuru.

The villains were all disciples of the Plague Department who once served in the old Alchemy Room. Li Liuru reshaped his body with the help of a remnant soul that he once retained.

Li Liuru glanced at the statue of the Lord of Dao and Morality posted on the wall.

There was a book in his hand, with the cover titled "Li Lian's Thoughts on Observing the Explanation of the Lord of Morality".

"After hearing about the Great Dao Fruit from the Heavenly Venerable of Dao, I really want to go and take a look."

"I have to perfect all the recipes for nurturing immortal seeds for my disciple Tianwen, so I need to find the real Moral Heavenly Venerable to answer my questions."

He calculated with his fingers, "If the books are placed under the tripod, no one will find them."

Li Liuru left the prison gracefully, and when he looked up he saw the brilliant morning sun, which dyed the spiritual light overflowing from the heaven into purple-red.

Countless immortals and gods chased the purple light and practiced the supreme way.

Boom!
Boom!
The sound of bells resounded through the clouds above the nine heavens.

The first sound marks the end of Yuanshi Tianzun’s narration of Hunyuan Daoguo, and the second sound marks the beginning of Daode Tianzun’s narration of Taiyi Daoguo.

Li Liuru laughed dumbly, "I don't know when the disaster will come."

"If the master is still alive."

"A disciple of the Heavenly Plague."

"Next time, we should meet again at the Western Spiritual Mountain."

(End of this chapter)