I can't be a demon.

Chapter 314 Sixth-level Occupation [True as a Cicada] (Two in One)

"Hey."

When Elder Qiu Yang saw that Yuan Qing and the other man were dead, he could not hide his helplessness.

He knew that the two were just victims of the God of Plague and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and similar situations would surely continue to occur in the future.

Elder Qiu Yang looked around and saw that many disciples were avoiding his gaze.

Apparently, they have also approached Bora privately.

Chang Qiu Yang was unable to blame them, as the disciples who placed their hopes on the Little Leiyin Temple were all on the verge of losing control of their immortal seeds.

"There are dozens of people in the Wanhan Daoyuan alone. Looking at the outer sects, there are probably tens of thousands of disciples who are wavering in their stance."

Elder Qiu Yang stared at Shen Lian's back.

With the Plague Department facing internal and external troubles, can Daozi really turn the tide?
"Speaking of which, is Daozi born with a special physique, or is he exceptionally intelligent? Why is the Plague Department's Daoism displayed so... unusual?"

Elder Qiu Yang felt that Shen Lian’s practice was a mess, but after all, the latter was a Taoist, so he always had his own reasons.

dong dong dong.

Shen Lian ignored other people's thoughts and walked towards the center of the resentment.

His extremely terrifying energy and blood were exposed, and the martial arts realm that enveloped the market was extremely suffocating, as if it was indescribable and difficult to look at.

It is clear that a demon is about to be born, but Shen Lian is obviously more like a demon!
The magic circle engraved by Baolai covers the meteorite, and you can see the resentment overflowing from it, causing the store in the center to turn into a flesh and blood structure.

Shen Lian stomped hard on the shop, and the magic circle made a sound of being unable to bear the heavy weight.

After more than ten kicks, the magic circle was broken

The shop was completely dark inside, with the floor and walls covered in burn marks, and resentment was pouring out from the crack of the door like smoke.

Shen Lian's expression was solemn. The so-called temple monk was definitely not simple.

He threw a punch without hesitation. The giant's body suddenly exerted force, carrying the addiction bacteria, and the meteorite was immediately riddled with holes.

The store collapsed into ruins in the blink of an eye, and the resentment became more and more intense.

Shen Lian therefore noticed that the source of the resentment was actually a dim campfire.

The pale flames crackled, accompanied by creepy wails, as if countless souls were burning in the bonfire.

The ruins turned into ashes as soon as they came into contact with the bonfire.

Shen Lian discovered that the firewood burning in the campfire was actually Buddha's fingers. The resentment they emitted was extremely corrosive, and their flesh, blood, and bones were crackling.

At the same time, the sandalwood that Buddha pointed out has inexplicable disadvantages.

Shen Lian retreated again and again, and gradually developed a reverence for the Buddha's finger, as if he was baptized by the Buddha's light for the first time, and his consciousness was almost converted.

The Plague Pill became unusually active, but the Seventh Consciousness kept issuing warnings.

Shen Lian relied entirely on the lotus platform to barely suppress the influence of the sandalwood, and his soul shrunk by two or three tenths due to resisting erosion.

"Something's wrong."

"Why do I feel like Baolai's arrangement doesn't seem to be aimed at me?"

He punched repeatedly, and the strong wind almost broke the meteorite into pieces, but it could not shake the small campfire at all, but instead fueled the fire.

The resentment gathered above the store, forming a light cloud.

"Amitabha."

When Shen Lian heard the woman's whispers in the campfire, he immediately retreated a hundred meters away.

Then, a number of women's heads appeared and disappeared in the resentment. Their expressions were quiet and dignified, and they were pieced together to form a strange lotus platform.

The ghost domain enveloped the market, and the martial arts realm was compressed to a hundred meters.

boom.

Shen Lian took advantage of the temple monk's formation and took a big step forward to throw a punch.

[Identification failed, Ksitigarbha Yama experience +0.45%]

"Not only has he practiced Taoism for ten thousand years, the true body of the monk in the temple has practiced Taoism for about fifteen thousand years!"

The temple monks suddenly let out a deafening wail, attracting the attention of the plague monks.

Taboos are launched invisibly.

Shen Lian groaned, and the temple monk's beautiful face with no blind spots smiled, and the expressions of the monks showed obsession.

When the Plague Tribe monk came to his senses, he covered his chest in disbelief.

Without any signs, a ghost has unknowingly parasitized the body, absorbing the blood and qi and growing vigorously, thus suppressing the immortal seed.

The ghost looked like a woman's face and was clearly a monk from the temple.

As expected, it was the offspring of the temple monks in Yuanqing and the other person's bodies.

All the monks looked at each other.

They carefully examined the body and soul, but found that it was not demonized at all. The offspring of the temple monks remained in the body, and the only problem was that the immortal seed was no longer active.

Of course, in the eyes of most Plague Department monks, it is a good thing that the immortal seeds are no longer active.

Shen Lian frowned slightly, realizing that the temple monks had a certain ability to correct errors. Through Yuan Qing and the other person, he verified the reality of the immortal seeds and established an alternative symbiotic relationship with the monks of the plague department.

Are monks in temples intelligent?

"Don't look directly at the demons, return to your rooms one by one!!!"

Elder Feng Jing gave a reminder with a grim expression, then spat out the monk's offspring that was parasitic in his body, and his soul swept through the Daohan Taoist Temple.

Elder Qiu Yang and the other elder immediately went into seclusion to suppress the offspring of the monks in the temple.

Elder Feng Jing was unable to tell whether they had eliminated the demon or not, and the actions of the other Plague Tribe monks in retaining the offspring of the temple monks were even more obvious.

The descendants of the temple monks do have the disadvantage of becoming the hosts, but most of the cultivators present are outer disciples with ordinary qualifications, and they have to resist becoming Nuo immortals all their lives.

If the offspring of temple monks do not get out of control, wouldn't they have a chance to be promoted to immortals on earth?
There are many Plague Department monks with similar mentality.

You know, Ghost City Eight Divisions may seem like a Taoist paradise, but in fact it is not, and its level of oppression is comparable to the eighteen levels of hell.

Not to mention the risk of becoming a Nuo fairy, one has to work hard to consume his lifespan every day, and has to take a Tai Sui pill to prolong his life every thirty days.

At the same time, Tai Sui Dan will increase the possibility of becoming a Nuo fairy.

Perhaps becoming a terrestrial immortal is the only way to escape despair.

What made Elder Feng Jing happy was that Shen Lian was not bewitched by the temple monks, although... his method of exorcising ghosts was a little unconventional.

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes and stared at the monk in the temple, the ghost in his body only begging for mercy weakly.

In just a moment, the wisdom eye supernatural power drained away the resentment, the food replenishing supernatural power replenished nutrients, and the fishing supernatural power devoured the remaining part of the demon.

Rumble.

Shen Lian heard the sound of Nuo Fairy about to arrive.

Nuoxian was extremely angry, and countless stomachs were wriggling in the darkness at the bottom of the mountain.

The temple monk's behavior is no different from stealing a house. Four Nuo fairies are preparing to encircle and suppress the temple monk, and the smell of various germs swarms in.

"What a great monk."

"He didn't expect to kill me at all. Instead, he focused on spreading the Buddhist tradition and making the Plague Department accept the idea of ​​ghost parasitism as much as possible."

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has great means. If this continues, the Plague Department will become its subordinate."

Shen Lian found the situation very difficult. After all, he would have to face Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in more than ten years, and the latter was not someone he could easily deal with.

It is not enough to just be promoted to a land immortal, all professions must reach the sixth level.

If necessary, you can even consider taking up a fifth job!!!

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is very scary, and the small Leiyin Temple behind him is even scarier. It is different from any force we have encountered before.

"What kind of fortune did the Yellow Eyebrow Patriarch obtain during the great calamity of heaven and earth thousands of years ago?"

"Why do I feel that apart from the Three Pure Ones, Patriarch Huangmei is the biggest beneficiary? Could it be that the Little Leiyin Temple is already comparable to the Big Leiyin Temple?"

The temple monk suddenly rushed to the bottom of the mountain.

Four Nuo immortals connected to each other and transformed into an almost complete stomach of the Lord of Daode. Suddenly, the gate of the Taoist temple began to shake.

In the confrontation between the demons that had existed for thousands of years, even Shen Lian did not dare to step forward.

Although he has the supernatural power of wisdom eyes, the taboos of the ten thousand year old demon are extremely difficult to deal with. If he is not careful, his body and soul will be severely damaged, and even his foundation will be destroyed.

"There shouldn't be many monks in Xiao Leiyin Temple."

"Baolai summoned the temple monk by burning the Buddha's finger. Once the flame is extinguished, it is very likely that the temple monk will return to Xiao Leiyin Temple."

The Touhan Taoist Temple was in great chaos, and there were also disturbances in other Taoist temples outside the sect.

Obviously, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was not only targeting the Daoist temple of night sweats, but had also caused an uproar outside the temple through the monks.

Seeing this, Shen Lian did not choose to chase the monk.

Just kidding, the bonfire is the firewood pointed by the Buddha, maybe it will be an opportunity for the lotus platform to be promoted to the sixth level.

Shen Lian changed direction without hesitation and returned to his normal state. With the dragon fish robe clinging to his skin, he leaned over and entered the shop filled with resentment.

The resentment was like smoke and dust, drilling straight into Shen Lian's mouth and nose. He felt like he couldn't breathe, and he heard endless painful groans in his ears.

The wisdom eye and supernatural power make continuous assessments.

[Identification failed, Ksitigarbha Yama experience +0.45%]

[Identification failed, Ksitigarbha Yama experience +0.42%]

.........

[Ksitigarbha Yama reaches 80.03%, martial arts points +20]

The resentment brought by the Buddha's finger was whispered by countless voices, as if the Buddha was chanting, or like an evil ghost calling for help.

"Namo, Semande, Butanang, A, Sattva, Sitabiu..."

Shen Lian turned his head and saw a distorted Buddha face flash by. If he was not mistaken, it was the Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara from the Western Lingshan Mountain.

He spent a lot of energy collecting Buddhist scriptures scattered around the world.

"Om, banzabani, hum."

Next came Vajrapani Bodhisattva. The Buddha's face wanted to get closer to Shen Lian, who was full of energy and blood, but his body seemed to be tightly grasped by a huge number of arms.

One after another, more than a dozen Bodhisattvas struggled to appear.

Shen Lian's pupils shrank slightly. He could see that although the Buddha's shadow was not a residual soul, it was also a remnant of their bones left after death.

"What the hell is going on at Little Leiyin Temple?"

"Could it be that the Buddhas in the sky of the Western Lingshan Mountain are used as consumables for cultivation? As a result, they cannot be reborn after death, and their regrets will be tortured."

"I'm afraid that the Yellow Eyebrow Patriarch may have mental problems due to serving Maitreya Buddha in the past."

According to the plan of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the Yellow-browed Patriarch has already set his eyes on the remains of the Buddha at the end of the Ghost Market. Could it be that the Little Leiyin Temple is planning to create another Western Ghost Mountain composed of demons?

The closer Shen Lian got to the campfire, the closer the Buddha faces became to him.

The scene was extremely weird.

It took him more than ten minutes to get there, just a few steps away.

News came from the outside world that Nuo immortals were besieging the monks in the temple. The monks in the temple had already sensed the threat from Shen Lian, but were being held tightly by the Nuo immortals.

"kindness?"

Shen Lian was stunned. A figure was looming in the burning bonfire.

The figure had no expression at all, his facial features twisted along with the flames, the Buddha nature in his eyes was about to burst out, and there was a spot of golden light between his eyebrows.

Do not know why.

The moment Shen Lian saw the figure, an inexplicable sense of déjà vu arose in his mind.

[The "Golden Cicada Shell" occupation has been triggered, but the necessary conditions are missing and the job cannot be taken.]

[Rebirth of the Cicada—Golden Cicada Shell Compatibility 99.99%]

"Golden Cicada..."

"The remains of a golden cicada shell. Could it be that the Little Leiyin Temple has the body of a golden cicada? Or, in other words, the skin of a golden cicada shelled?"

Shen Lian had a subtle expression as he stared at the face in the fire for a long time. The feeling of déjà vu seemed to be very close, but he just couldn't think of it.

"It is very likely that I have come into contact with Jin Chanzi indirectly before." He carefully searched his memory, but could not find any clues.

"Could it be the relic bone that triggered the [Shelled Golden Cicada]? It is indeed similar to the aura in the campfire, but it is also a little different."

"No matter what, since it is related to Jin Chanzi, the opportunity for Liantai to be promoted to the sixth level has come."

Shen Lian suppressed all distracting thoughts and staggered towards the campfire.

Sudden.

A Buddha-face bit his shoulder, its sharp teeth piercing his flesh.

Shen Lian was a little surprised. He used his wisdom eye ability but was unable to touch the Buddha's face. He stretched out his hand and slapped it, but it went straight through the distorted face.

The Buddha's face was like a cancer attached to the bone, and he was chewing flesh and blood with red eyes.

Soon, a few more Buddha faces came over.

Shen Lian's body was injured, his blood and energy were constantly draining away, and Buddha's face regained some of his sanity, and he was chanting scriptures with tears streaming down his face.

Not long after, he sat down by the campfire and tied the roots of the teleporting tree around his waist.

Shen Lian originally wanted to take out the bone blade to test it out, but he was so weak that the Buddha's face swallowed up half of his flesh and blood, leaving him no time to think.

Click.

The skeletal spine stretched out and went straight into the campfire.

The moment he touched the bonfire, the expected erosion of resentment did not appear. Instead, a warm current flowed towards his body and soul along his white bone spine.

Shen Lian's weakness disappeared completely, and he had the illusion that he was still in the womb.

The gnawing from the Buddha's face became insignificant. Even if he died in the fire, he felt that he would be reborn in the flames.

Shen Lian suddenly remembered what the wet monk said.

[Ksitigarbha is immortal, we were born from the burning fire, our souls will live forever, we will be reincarnated again under the witness of the Bodhisattva! ]

"The Burning Fire, the fire ignited by the corpse of Jin Chanzi."

"It is likely that this is the basis for the reincarnation of the Little Leiyin Temple, but the Burning Fire needs the remains of the Buddha as firewood."

Shen Lian's mind moved, and the lotus platform fell into the campfire, and a prompt appeared on the profession panel.

[The "Golden Cicada Shell" occupation has been triggered. You can start the job by spending 20 points]

[Rebirth of the Cicada—Golden Cicada Shell Compatibility 99.99%]

[Whether to synthesize the remaining shell of the golden cicada and be promoted to the rebirth sandalwood cicada]

Shen Lian confirmed it without hesitation.

He opened his mouth and spit, the alchemy furnace fell into his palm, and took in a dozen Buddha fingers. The bonfire immediately showed signs of going out.

Roar! ! !
The monk in the temple let out a long howl toward the sky, and his figure gradually disappeared.

Shen Lian had experienced several lotus platform promotions and had long anticipated the strangeness that was about to occur. His consciousness could fall into emptiness at any time.

There was a lotus pattern visible between his eyebrows, and the Buddha's face was calm and there was no trace of it.

The ground shook.

The temple monk crawled towards Shen Lian with hatred, wanting to get rid of the culprit.

At this moment, the lotus pattern on Shen Lian's brow glowed brightly, sweeping away the monk, and the resentment that made up the latter's body disappeared into ashes.

Elder Feng Jing witnessed the miracle of the lotus platform with his own eyes.

He was even more convinced that Shen Lian was the reincarnation of the Plague God, and even... he might even be related to the missing Plague God Lu Yue.

"Uh."

Shen Lian fell to the ground, staggering, and covered his head in pain.

Leaving the range of the burning fire is like a fish being unable to breathe without water; both the body and soul have a withdrawal reaction that is difficult to adapt to.

"Damn it, as time goes by, the soul's dependence on the Burning Fire will become more and more intense. I have only been by the fire for a short while and it's already so exaggerated."

"No wonder the many Buddhas of the Little Leiyin Temple have been trapped in the cave for so long. They must have become poor creatures who will die without fire."

Before the roots of the teleportation tree could shrink, the ghost girl appeared quietly.

"Brother."

Nian'er hurriedly took Shen Lian back to the old alchemy room.

The promotion of the lotus platform to the sixth level was forcibly interrupted by the discomfort of the body and soul. Shen Lian held his head and rolled over, and his five senses unconsciously magnified hundreds of times.

He could hear that everyone in the temple was feeling insecure.

Some monks from the Plague Tribe regretted not offering sacrifices to the monks' descendants in the temple, and secretly turned their attention to their fellow disciples, hoping to seize their ghosts.

The land immortals from other Taoist temples watched on and paid no attention to the sudden appearance of the Taoist master from the Plague Department. It was because the temptation of the ghost was too great.

For a moment, the entire outer sect of the Plague Department had different thoughts.

In the Daohan Taoist Temple, Elder Feng Jing was removed. Although Elder Ding Hong eliminated the heirs of the monks in the temple, he hesitated and sealed them in a specific magic weapon.

Elder Qiu Yang has used the ghost in his body to communicate with the immortal seed, and his expression is full of joy.

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes, and the withdrawal reaction began to slow down.

"There is no solution to the conspiracy. How many monks in the Plague Department can resist the temple monks refined by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva? The ghost market will be in chaos from now on."

Shen Lian took a deep breath and concentrated on advancing to the sixth level on the lotus platform, practicing two skills with the help of the fundamental objects.

The strength of the soul has improved significantly, and the lotus platform continuously warms the Niwan Palace.

Shen Lian's realm has not yet broken through, but his soul has already reached the ninth realm, and he can even vaguely sense the Taoist charm of the Martial Arts Plague Pill.

The golden body of martial arts is very close to completing the eight realms of the divine journey.

"What are the Nine Realms of the Heavenly Palace?"

"Use your physical body to build a heavenly palace to house the true scriptures, in preparation for your transformation into an immortal."

Shen Lian has already refined the immortal seeds in advance, but that does not mean he can overthrow the Nine Realms of Heavenly Palace. He still needs to go through the tedious process of constructing the Heavenly Palace of Body and Soul.

He communicated with the teleportation tree and told them that if anyone stepped into the old alchemy room, no matter who it was, he would be immediately sent to the mortal world along with his ghost father and other demons.

"After waking up from a good sleep, the martial arts golden body should have been perfected."

Shen Lian yawned.

He visualized the lotus platform, and his consciousness fell into a state of half-asleep and half-wakefulness.

As if standing in the perspective of God, Shen Lian witnessed the transformation of his body and soul. The lotus pedestal was in full bloom, and the ninth and tenth petals slowly grew out.

Increased sleepiness.

Shen Lian's consciousness outlined a vivid dream.

He was in endless darkness, with only a faint flame in the center, a wisp of flame coming from a bronze incense burner.

The flame may seem small, but the firewood is actually countless severed fingers of Buddha, and the edge of the halo is piled with a huge number of corpses.

The corpses piled up into a mountain, oozing out boiling corpse oil under the burning flames.

What Shen Lian found most incredible was that each and every corpse was actually a golden cicada.

Such a scene is likely to be the deepest scene in Xiao Leiyin Temple. The flame in the incense burner is the burning fire of Jin Chanzi's body.

Shen Lian looked into the darkness, and his vision became wider.

A number of Buddha statues that look real and fake surround the incense burner.

Some of the statues are solemn and dignified, some are compassionate and peaceful, and some are twisted and deformed...

Shen Lian felt suffocated.

He opened his eyes, and his consciousness had returned to his spirit. The old alchemy room was still in ruins, which meant that the lotus platform had completed its promotion to the sixth level.

Shen Lian stared at the window absentmindedly, feeling completely confused.

I don’t understand why Jin Chanzi, after experiencing the catastrophe of heaven and earth in the 27th year of Zhenguan, ended up being burned in the fire of Xiao Leiyin Temple.

He shook his head slightly and glanced at the half-exposed roots of the peach trees at various locations at the mountain gate.

The ghost market is full of traces of peach trees. Li Liuru should not be an isolated case. Perhaps there is an opportunity to connect the past and the present somewhere.

"call."

Shen Lian circulated his strength, and his body and soul had recovered to their peak state.

The martial arts golden body swelled suddenly, half a step away from the ninth realm of heaven. The lotus platform under his feet was extremely mysterious, but the structure of his flesh and blood did not have any evil intent, but instead revealed an unconcealable vastness.

Compared with the Tathagata's twelve-grade lotus platform of merit, the lotus platform of flesh and blood is only two grades short.

[Promote from Rebirth Tanchan to True Tanchan, martial arts points +200]

[Tanchan fishing: Using the golden body as bait, it can attract fish under 20,000 years old, and actively attract fish under 8,000 years old.]

Shen Lian secretly activated his fishing ability and found that the area covered by the ability had greatly increased.

Most of the towns in the Tang Dynasty are already within the range of magical powers.

Shen Lian's bony spine extended into the teleportation tree, contacting the court to build the Zhong Kui Temple.

He called out the career panel.

【Shen Lian】

[Realm: Divine Wandering (Eight Realms)]

[Martial arts: Changsheng Zhuang (golden body of martial arts), Immortal Mysterious Gong (immortal body), Plague Department Horizontal Training Method (plague pill of martial arts), Thousand Arms Fist (great power Prajna), Purple Mansion Tempering Method (mind like a torch), Horizontal Sword Style (Nirvana Cutting Life)]

【Points: 702】

[Fifth-level occupation: Ksitigarbha Yama (82.54%)]

[Level 33.87 Occupation: Savage Roe Owl (%)]

[Sixth-level occupation: Unbounded Corpse Tree (1.23%)]

[Sixth-level occupation: Zhenru Tanchan (0.67%)]

.........

"Where's the Jade Rabbit? Start refining the elixir!"

“Come on, come on!!”

Shen Lian did not dare to delay and immediately devoted himself to completing the immortal seed of the eighth level of Plague Pill.

There is not much time left before the gates of hell open. No matter what, one of the Martial Arts Golden Body and the Martial Arts Plague Pill must be promoted to the ninth realm.

Gao Qiu hurriedly delivered the resources, and the old alchemy room became filled with smoke.

The tripod was reinforced by Ghost Dad, and its quality has reached that of a superior magical weapon. It contains colorful viscous liquid.

Shen Lian had previously thought that it was too dangerous to breed multiple types of immortal species at the same time, but now that things had come to this, it was simply too late to proceed step by step.

"The fifth type of immortal seed, if nothing unexpected happens, is already the pinnacle of plague pills."

"Just die."

Shen Lian crawled into the tripod, and the disease instantly engulfed him.

The prescriptions correspond to eye disease [amyotrophic lateral sclerosis], tongue disease [loss of taste], ear disease [deafness], nose disease [gangrene], and mouth disease [rotten teeth].

They are all common diseases, and the materials needed for the recipes are easy to collect. When the diseases combine with each other, they can affect the five senses of others.

The ghost gourd turned into a two-meter size, blocking the entrance and exit of the tripod.

There was a rustling sound coming from the tripod, which was creepy.

Time flies. After half a year, the tripod finally returned to normal. The smell was gone, but there was still no sign of it being opened.

At the same time, in the salt mountain area of ​​the mortal world.

The old beggar walked along the official road, and the prosperous town of Yanliang was within reach.

His cloudy eyes revealed eagerness, his mouth was slightly open, and a red-robed monk was squatting on a lotus platform between his tongue, smiling and silently chanting "Amitabha".

Baozi said to himself.

"The Lu Zu Temple that can make Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva afraid is nothing more than this. All along the way, there are only delicious blood food. It's ridiculous."

(End of this chapter)