I can't be a demon.

Chapter 315 He is the True Scripture! (Two in One)

October is already late autumn, and the trees are dyed a mixture of golden and fiery red.

After the winter comes, it is inevitable that the mountains will be blocked by heavy snow. Yanliang Town is in its busiest period, and people are hurriedly harvesting rice ears in the fields and sending them to the nearest granary.

Amid the hustle and bustle of people, an old beggar at the city gate stood out a little.

The old beggar stood motionless, watching the crowd with his cloudy eyes, an elusive smile on the corner of his mouth, and he coughed from time to time.

Someone came forward and gave the old beggar a few copper coins, but he didn't react at all.

"Amitabha, are there any demons in Lu Zu Temple?"

"Or."

"The demon had already sensed the emergence of the Little Leiyin Temple and fled quietly?"

The old beggar's mouth was slightly open, and the monk Baolai was sitting on the tip of his tongue, with three Buddha fingers between his eyebrows burning slowly, secretly calculating and planning with the help of the scriptures.

"On the night of the fifteenth day, the gates of hell will open, and monks from the Plague Department will descend with Arhats."

"By then, all the warriors in the Yanshan area will become spiritual materials. Amitabha, even if I can secretly divide up one-tenth or two-tenth of them, it will be enough for me to practice and become a land immortal. It's wonderful."

Baolai is responsible for making secret arrangements before the ghost gate opens.

Originally, it was only necessary to bring Di Ting's reincarnation to the mortal world. With Di Ting's magical powers, no grass would grow in the Yanshan area.

Now that Di Ting is missing, it would be convenient for him to take care of the blood food himself.

"Yanliang Town has a population of 140,000. I can take 20,000 in advance and refine them into pills to nourish the body and soul, or a Buddhist treasure."

Baolai showed greed on his face, and was even glad in his heart that Di Ting died at the hands of the plague minister, otherwise there would be no chance to make money.

"The plague department Taoist should not be missed either. After the Lu Zu Temple is over, find a way to deal with it."

He was slightly surprised that Shen Lian was able to stop the temple monk from coming.

However, it was only surprise and could not affect the Xiao Leiyin Temple's conspiracy to spread the Taoist tradition. The outer gate of the Plague Department had already been infiltrated and riddled with holes.

How can a mere Taoist stop the trend of the times?
"If I seize this opportunity, I can become one of the top seven Arhats among the fourteen Arhats."

Baolai breathed rapidly and controlled the old beggar to stand up tremblingly.

He seemed to be walking casually along the city wall, but in fact, every forty or fifty meters, half of a Buddha's finger would fall from his sleeve into the corner of the wall.

The Buddha's finger took root and sprouted, transforming into a withered sapling.

"On the fifteenth day, use the magic circle to summon the monks from the temple, and then trap the blood food in the city."

"Hey hey hey."

"If I eat 20,000 people, I will definitely become a land immortal."

Baolai's eyes widened with excitement, and he stared sinisterly at the group of warriors.

The imperial court on earth recognized Yanliang Town as a cave residence, but in reality there was no trace of demons or monsters, only a few alchemists.

There are warriors at the sixth level of Yuandan everywhere in the city, and each of them has abundant energy and blood.

Even children as young as four or five years old are honing their bodies in the martial arts hall.

In fact, because the qi and blood are too concentrated, Yanliang Town is not prone to ordinary ghosts. The hot qi and blood can severely injure the ghosts.

The entire Lu Zu Temple is like a blessed land filled with resources.

But no demons covet it.

It only took Baolai half a day to set up the magic circle.

During this period, no one noticed that Yanliang Town was just an ordinary mundane town.

Baolai didn't know if it was an illusion.

Mainly because Yanliang Town was too ordinary, he felt inexplicably fearful and did not enter the town until the magic circle was completed.

He walked through the streets and alleys, his soul emerging from between his eyebrows, observing everything in detail.

Although Baolai tends to believe that the demons in the Yanshan area have left, he still has to at least find out the truth about Lu Zu Temple.

Considering the importance that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva attaches to us, the demons in the Yanshan area before were probably not simple.

Baolai lived in Yanliang Town for another three days.

As I got to know more about the local customs of Yanliang Town, my doubts grew.

He discovered that there were many temples dedicated to immortals and gods in the Yanshan area, and since the enshrinement of Zhong Kui began, there were rarely any demons or monsters in the city.

There are so many different rumors about Zhong Kui that it is difficult to tell the truth from the false.

All he knew was that the statue of Zhong Kui in the temple was indeed made of clay. Baolai really couldn't figure out why the local people were obsessed with Zhong Kui.

The only special one is the mountain god, which refers to the banyan tree over 100 meters tall in Xicheng District.

Baolai had come into close contact with the banyan tree. It was indeed huge in size, but there was no trace of demonic aura on it, and all kinds of methods could not reveal any clues.

Moreover, it is more difficult for plants and trees to become monsters than ordinary birds and beasts, and their intelligence is also relatively low.

If a tree spirit had roamed the area, hundreds of thousands of warriors in the Yanshan area would have been long gone, and the intelligence of ten thousand years of practice would not be enough to herd mortals.

"Perhaps a certain cave dwelling has intervened. If we continue to be cautious, we will only miss the opportunity. I will first take a hundred people to taste the delicious flavor."

Little did he know that the banyan tree was smarter than he thought.

In order to trick Baolai into entering the city, the banyan tree deliberately imitated the withering and flourishing of autumn, and the fruits on the branches all shrank and lost their medicinal properties.

Baolai couldn't help licking his lips and communicating with the Buddha's finger outside the planting city.

There is a faint Buddha light flickering.

Suddenly, Baolai heard a few soft dog barks.

As a result, his magical power fluctuated, causing the old beggar's upper and lower jaws to dislocate and his flesh, blood and bones to almost explode.

"Listen carefully?"

Baolai's face was full of surprise, and a familiar breath flashed by.

He was not mistaken. It was indeed the long-missing Di Ting. Even if the latter was alive, shouldn't he have been reincarnated in the Little Leiyin Temple, or imprisoned in some corner of the deep ghost market?
Baolai had a gloomy expression, and his first reaction was to reveal murderous intent.

If Di Ting was already in Yanliang Town, he would not be able to get his hands on the 20,000 blood foods, and his chance of becoming a land immortal would be gone.

Not to mention the other far-reaching impacts, he is likely to be transferred back to Xiao Leiyin Temple.

"no!"

The burning of the Buddha's finger between Baolai's eyebrows intensified, and most of his soul was exposed.

"It must die! Anyway, everyone thinks that Di Ting failed to take over the reincarnation body."

Baolai smelled the scent of Di Ting, and his real body quickly drilled out of the old beggar's mouth, transformed into the size of an ordinary person, and hurriedly pursued the target.

He never noticed that the shadow under his feet was moving when he took the first step.

The shadow grinned, looking as if his evil plan had succeeded, and then a faint resentment acted on the shadow, quietly affecting Baolai.

Baolai's magical power became unstable, and Buddha's light continued to leak out of his mouth and nose.

Every time when Di Ting was about to appear, his breath would suddenly stop for a moment, and at the same time his mind would become uncontrollable and become possessed.

The shadow beneath his feet became increasingly darker, reaching a pitch-black depth that was bottomless.

"Something is wrong! There really is a powerful demon in Lu Zu Palace!!"

Baolai's expression became extremely ugly. He found that the urban area he was in was empty and there were police officers evacuating people on the next street.

“When did I get infected?”

He narrowed his eyes, revealing the dense lines of the Sutra on his skin.

"Entering Yanliang Town? Probably not. I'm afraid that after I set foot in the Yanshan Mountains, the demons of Lu Zu Temple have already set their sights on me."

Baolai tried to communicate with the magic circle, but lost contact.

He took out a piece of ash with residual heat from his arms and greedily devoured the sparks.

Ashes are the remains of a burnt-out fire. As a monk of the Little Leiyin Temple, one must swallow ashes every now and then to stabilize the body and soul.

"But why is there a breath of listening?"

Baolai gritted his teeth and forcefully pressed the Buddha's finger on his forehead into his head. Suddenly, smoke and dust came out of his seven orifices, and the strength of his body and soul skyrocketed.

Click click click.

His back was bulging and had ghostly hands growing out of it.

Because of the Buddha's pointing, he temporarily received the blessing of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Baolai's pupils shrank slightly, and the increase in his body and soul allowed him to determine the source of the breath at the first time, and at the same time realized why his body and soul were unstable.

His eyes were fixed on the top of the wall, where a crow was standing motionless.

When the crow saw Baolai looking at him, he started laughing strangely, shaking his head, and spewing out black smoke containing the aura of Di Ting from his beak.

"Quack, quack, quack."

Baolai just felt unbelievable and recognized that the aura of Di Ting was not deliberately imitated, and was even more pure than the several heads under the seat of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Judging from the surface, a crow is just an ordinary bird. How could it be related to Di Ting?
"Stupid~"

Baolai looked down at the shadow, and the bone blade cooperated by opening its bloody mouth. In an instant, the nearby shadows were filled with countless mouths.

Bone Blade raised the corner of his mouth with mockery.

Baolai felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and belatedly looked towards the banyan tree.

The banyan tree has regained its lushness, and its branches are filled with medicinal fruits. The evil aura it exudes stretches for thousands of miles, it is so terrifying!
"They... they are probably some being that is herding cattle in Lu Zu Temple!!!"

"If I die in Lu Zu Temple, I will definitely fall outside the Fourteen Arhats after reincarnation. I must find a way to escape and pass the news of Lu Zu Temple to the Bodhisattva!!"

Baolai retreated again and again, cracks spreading on his back. He bent his knees and waist, and evil ghosts with monks' heads covered the ground.

Just as he was about to escape, a mouth opened on the surface of his skin.

Baolai stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, the burning of his Buddha finger intensified, he uttered scriptures to forcefully suppress the mouths around him, and rushed straight towards the mynah bird that was watching the show.

"Amitabha, since this bird has a connection with Di Ting, we can make use of it."

Baolai took out a gem and let the magic power flow into it.

The shrill sound continued.

As a lower-level Buddhist treasure, the Ruyuan Pearl has only one function, which is to encourage one to listen attentively.

The Ruyuan Pearl was mainly refined by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to prevent Di Ting from losing control. Whenever Di Ting hears a sound, his consciousness will immediately become scattered.

next moment.

The crow paused, saliva dripping from the corner of its mouth.

"Use this as a breakthrough point to stop the encirclement of the rest of the demons."

Baolai's eyes were filled with ecstasy, and he came to the front of the starling in a few steps.

Then, something unexpected happened. The starling let out a strange cry of anger and endless black smoke spewed out of its beak.

Black smoke enveloped the entire city.

pat pat pat.

Baolai's pupils shrank slightly, and he watched the beast shadow in the black smoke slowly approaching.

"Listen carefully..."

Different from the Di Ting that I had encountered before, the beast shadow was accompanied by the vision of the eighteen levels of hell, and its body of more than twenty meters was full of oppression.

Baolai was sweating profusely, and during the few moments he stared and listened carefully, he felt as if he was experiencing the torture of hell.

He came to his senses and realized that the giant beast in front of him was the real Di Ting, and the so-called Di Ting of Xiao Leiyin Temple was just a poor imitation.

"There is a Diting in Lu Zu Temple. Could it be that the master behind this is involved in the underworld?"

Baolai did not dare to doubt that Lu Zu Temple was related to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. After all, the many Buddhas in Xiao Leiyin Temple were very taboo about mentioning fake Buddhas.

Xiao Leiyin Temple has always regarded itself as an orthodox Western sacred mountain.

After seeing Di Ting, Baolai felt an indescribable fear and without hesitation destroyed his soul in order to be reincarnated.

As a result, as soon as he activated the true scriptures, Baolai was swallowed by Di Ting.

After a horrifying chewing, the remains were thrown into the banyan tree hole. Baolai didn't know whether he had returned to the Little Leiyin Temple or not, he only knew that his consciousness was sinking in the endless void...

I don’t know how much time has passed.

He gradually regained consciousness, but he did not feel the warm baptism of the burning fire. He only felt inexplicable loneliness, and his cultivation was gone.

"I……"

Baolai opened his eyes and saw the familiar dojo.

The dojo is extremely narrow, an enclosed space inside a fruit core, with a wooden statue of Maitreya Buddha placed in front.

Baolai's face turned pale as he moved closer to the window to look at the banyan tree that had been magnified countless times.

That's right, his body and soul were digested by the magical power of pregnancy, and turned into a little red fruit man similar to the peaches, and was sealed in the fruit core temple.

But the peaches... are innate spiritual roots, and only a few of them existed when the world was first created.

“Could it really be an innate spiritual root? Who planted it?”

Baolai fell to his knees helplessly.

Then he saw with his own eyes that a family in the city had just held a funeral. Because the corpse was a congenital warrior when he was alive, he had already started to feel resentment before he was even buried and was about to become a ghost.

As a result, all that was heard was the rustling of the banyan tree branches and leaves in the wind, and the ghost had quietly disappeared.

There were new buds sprouting on the branches not far from Baolai. It was obvious that the banyan tree could devour demons and produce powerful elixirs.

The existence behind Lu Zu Temple is more terrifying than you can imagine.

"Is it the immortal god from the old heaven, or... the real Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

Baolai was terrified when he thought about it. The Little Leiyin Temple might have hit a wall, and the Lu Zu Temple might be involved with immortals and Buddhas who had survived the great calamity of heaven and earth.

At this moment.

He heard rustling noises in the corner.

The teleportation tree leading to the ghost market showed its aura, and Baolai recognized it at a glance. Someone was coming to the mortal world from the tree hole.

Baolai was so nervous that he dared not breathe, and his eyes were fixed on the tree hole.

He wanted to know who the master of Di Ting was. Those immortals and Buddhas who had existed for countless generations usually didn't care about the life and death of ants like him.

Maybe he could surrender and survive.

Then the tree hole was filled with demonic energy, which had lasted for about five thousand years.

After the two silly fishes Benboerba and Baboerben came out, they stretched their limbs lazily and then used their fins to crawl to the well.

"Young Master said that the 5,000-mile waterway centered on Yanliang Town must be covered with spies. If there are any omissions, we will never be able to go to the Ghost Market again."

"That's right!"

The two stupid fish activated their demonic energy and transformed into a large number of fish fry that fell into the well. Then they simply swam into the underground river and personally commanded their offspring.

Not long after, four snow-white monkeys came to the yard.

The four monkeys remained calm, their apparent strength already reaching the seventh level of Dao Infant Realm. Under Shen Lian's guidance, they began to try to cultivate the Golden Body.

"Thank you for your teachings, Tianzun. I will definitely pass on the martial arts with all my heart when I return to Huaguo Mountain."

The four monkeys bowed respectfully and left through the teleportation tree in Huaguo Mountain.

In order to fight against the coming of the Little Leiyin Temple, tens of thousands of monkeys in the Flower-Fruit Mountain are all living forces, and the progress of their martial arts skills is far beyond the ordinary.

Baolai had already recognized the four monkeys, having seen them in the old alchemy room.

The answer gradually came to his mind, but he still couldn't believe it.

The ghost father appeared, holding the spirit tablet transformed by the ghost mother in his left hand and the ghost sister in his right hand. He looked around Yanliang Town and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay."

"I have to go back to the temple. There are many warriors who want to visualize Tianpeng Zhenjun to comprehend the Dharma."

Ghost Dad muttered to himself, and his figure disappeared into the Tianpeng Temple. Invisibly, a strong aura of resentment flashed by, and his cultivation reached six thousand years.

Ever since the taboo of "one's words become law" has been taking effect on Ghost Dad, it seems that he is taking away the fortune of True Lord Tianpeng, and his cultivation level is increasing visible to the naked eye.

The ghost mother also benefited greatly, and her cultivation has reached four thousand years.

There is no need to say much about the ghost girl. After all, she is the Queen of the Kingdom of Women, and her true form is two ten-thousand-year-old demons. It is not an exaggeration to say that she has been practicing Taoism for five thousand years.

Nian'er giggled, and after getting Shen Lian's permission, went to the mountains to cultivate the poisonous insects.

Previously, Shen Lian was afraid that Nian'er would do something wrong, but now that he was facing a powerful enemy, he naturally had to mobilize everything possible to ensure that nothing could go wrong.

The Jade Rabbit followed Nian'er closely. Bao Ke could not figure out the rabbit spirit's ability, but he knew it would take at least ten thousand years.

Rumble.

The ground shook slightly.

After Ghost Mom became a sneaky ghost, the taboo was no longer limited to a single building, but could be directly integrated into Yanliang Town. There was no difference on the surface of the ground and walls, but in fact the inside had turned into flesh and blood.

Baolai was terrified. Yanliang Town was not an ordinary town at all.

It is not an exaggeration to call it a demon's lair.

The mythological stories passed down by word of mouth among the people are actually true, and the prototypes of the statues of immortals and gods in the temples are huge demons.

Baolai didn't know if it was an illusion, but the ghost with a pig's head and a human body looked very similar to the Altar Purifier.

"coming……"

His soul was shaken and he almost repeated his past mistake and became possessed. Even though he was mentally prepared, he still froze in place when he saw the person coming.

"Plague Department Daozi."

Baolai would never admit his mistake, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

“No wonder he was able to attract the fourth Nuo Immortal to come, no wonder the Immortal Seed did not lose control at all, and no wonder he was promoted to the eighth level in a short period of time.”

"hiss……"

"The ninth realm, hahahaha, I have completed the nine realms of the mundane world in a hundred days!!!"

Baolai laughed wildly like a lunatic.

He no longer questioned Shen Lian's identity as the reincarnation of an immortal Buddha. Reaching the Nine Realms in a Hundred Days was simply not something a mortal could achieve. It was completely contrary to common sense.

"I am such a joke. What's the point of planning the Night Sweat Temple?"

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is meaningless! Little Leiyin Temple is even more meaningless!!"

With the speed of cultivation of Plague Department Taoist, within a hundred years, he would probably surpass Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and the Little Leiyin Temple would suffer a devastating disaster.

"Who the hell is he?!"

Baolai collapsed and covered his head with his hands, blood oozing from all his orifices.

Shen Lian did not conceal the aura of the plague pill. He had just stepped into the ninth realm, and the Taoist text transformed from the true scripture between his eyebrows had not completely disappeared.

He closed his eyes and stabilized the Martial Arts Plague Pill. The addiction bacteria had already spread throughout his flesh, blood, and bones, outlining mysterious Taoist patterns throughout his body.

Compared to the Martial Arts Plague Pill, the Martial Arts Golden Body is still stuck at the bottleneck of the perfection of the Eight Realms of Divine Wandering.

It's not that there is no opportunity to break through the bottleneck. While the Plague Pill was being promoted, Shen Lian had already sensed the Golden Body of Martial Arts stirring.

He thought it over again and again, and forcibly suppressed his martial arts golden body.

The main direction of cultivation in the Nine Realms of Heaven is to refine the true scriptures, and the true scriptures themselves are very important.

As a self-created true scripture, the immortal seed is already extremely incomplete. If the golden body of martial arts rashly uses the immortal seed to advance to the ninth realm of the heavenly palace, it will do more harm than good.

Shen Lian planned to complete the immortal species as much as possible, and even let Wendan be the first to be promoted to a land immortal.

In any case, the Plague Pill will eventually become a part of the Immortal Mysterious Art, so there is no need to worry that the Plague Pill's transformation into an immortal will affect the foundation.

"The plague pills of the Eighth Realm have five types of immortal seeds integrated into them. The Ninth Realm can try ten types of immortal seeds, but we will have to wait until the Ghost Gate is over."

Gao Qiu helped collect resources in the Taoist temple, and estimated that a few days in the mortal world would be enough.

Shen Lian's spirit swept through his body and soul. His martial arts golden body was protected by the tenth-grade lotus platform, and there was no backlash because the martial arts plague pill had reached the ninth level.

"The Plague Department's Daoism is too suitable for the career panel to increase points quickly. It shouldn't take long to become a land immortal, but it seems that you have to go to the inner gate."

"The outer gate is a mess, so it's better to go to the inner gate to avoid the power of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

Shen Lian activated the Martial Arts Plague Pill, and his soul looked down at the towns around Yanshan.

"Well, the warrior's foundation is almost there."

There are more than 700 Yuandan warriors and 36 Daoying warriors in the Yanshan area.

Zuo Yan has been in the seventh realm of Dao Infant for a long time, and the only thing missing is the martial arts method of the eighth realm of Divine Wandering. It is time to establish the Taoist tradition of condensing the golden body.

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes, and a golden figure of martial arts appeared faintly behind him.

Thousand hands, wolf bones, scaly skin, nine heads, bear tendons, dragon face, ivory, plague blood...

The martial arts golden body became more and more ferocious, and added a lot of peculiarities, which made Baolai frightened. He realized that Shen Lian had held back in the Plague Department.

If Shen Lian did not choose to transform into an immortal, he would be accumulating the supreme foundation.

"open!"

The martial arts realm covered a thousand miles, and all the warriors sat cross-legged at the same time.

The demons within the range died suddenly.

In just a moment, there were two or three hundred more Yuandan warriors, and countless Xiantian warriors.

There were some issues with their usual stances, but after receiving the baptism of the martial arts realm, they were forced to correct themselves to the stances that were most suitable for them.

Shen Lian is equivalent to teaching hundreds of thousands of people at the same time.

"What is martial arts?"

"Practice your muscles and bones externally, and cultivate your golden body internally."

"You should remember the Golden Body Atlas. For Yuan Dan and below, you should meditate on it every day. For Dao Ying and above, you should practice the Golden Body Atlas and condense the Golden Body of Martial Arts as soon as possible."

Shen Lian's words rang in everyone's ears, and then the Golden Body Picture Book emerged in their minds.

The different martial arts techniques practiced will affect one's physical constitution and give rise to corresponding characteristics. The Golden Body Atlas taught by Shen Lian are all in line with one's physical constitution.

As soon as Zuo Yanyi obtained the Golden Body Atlas, he immediately set about condensing his true body.

All martial artists in the world trace their roots back to Shen Lian. Once they bring forth something new and innovative, their true martial arts bodies will undergo corresponding changes.

The more warriors there are, the more prosperous the martial arts will be, and Shen Lian will also prosper together.

Baolai was dumbfounded and banged his head on the ground frantically.

"Does he want everyone to be like a dragon? To make the world free of mundane things?!!"

For some reason, Baolai suddenly remembered the scene where Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva enlightened the monks, and countless scriptures merged into their bodies and souls.

How similar is Shen Lian’s teaching and imparting.

However, all the Buddhas in Xiao Leiyin Temple are related to Mahayana Buddhism, so they can spread the scriptures.

"It can't be that he is... the true scripture?"

"He is... the true scripture that Huang Mei Lao is longing to find?!!"

"what?"

Shen Lian glanced at the branches of the banyan tree, and the elixir fruit of Fengjian Baolai fell into his palm. The monks in the Fruit Core Temple were almost crazy.

【Evil Monk Fruit】

【Born from the banyan tree, taking the fruit of the monk can help strengthen the body and soul and enhance the Buddha nature. 】

Shen Lian showed disgust on his face, and Baolai was so frightened that he was covered in filth that he couldn't bring himself to eat.

"Here you go."

Shen Lian threw it into Longyupao's mouth, and after confirming that Baolai's soul had been scattered, he focused his main energy on dealing with the opening of the ghost gate in two days.

The gates of hell are wide open, which does not mean that Xiao Leiyin Temple has descended, so Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva will not show up.

Shen Lian was preparing a big surprise for the monks who were coming.

(End of this chapter)