I can't be a demon.

Chapter 322: Defeating the Plague Department Daozi
The interior of the prison where Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's body was placed was like a temple. The flickering candlelight flickered, and the breeze quietly blew through the curtains, making a mournful sound as if coming from the underworld.

The hundred or so monks participating in the outer sect competition hid in the corner.

"Help! Help!! Big Brother, save me! Daozi, save me!!!"

Amidst the shrill screams, two people could no longer suppress the growth of the peach saplings. Cracks appeared on their backs and they turned into fertilizer in the blink of an eye.

The sapling appears a little out of place in the prison, but its branches and leaves are subtly being baptized by the scriptures.

Far from feeling any fear, the other monks showed uncontrollable joy on their faces, and the aura emanating from their bodies was gradually growing.

The two people who just died did not have a profound level of Buddhist practice, and they did not even condense any relics.

They are different.

Not only did the peach tree saplings in the body fail to break out of the body, but even within the range of the Buddha's light, the relics would replenish one's own cultivation.

"As expected, Buddhism is the great way! Only the Little Leiyin Temple can lead to enlightenment and become a Buddha!!"

The monks felt like fish in water, their hearts filled with reverence for Buddhism. The two previous people had obviously died because they were not proficient in Buddhism.

It seems that the Plague Department obviously intends to let them come to this blessed land.

If he continues to stay for three more days, it will be almost certain that he will become a land immortal in the future.

Tianshou's facial features were distorted, and there was disbelief in his eyes as he looked at the corpse of Ksitigarbha. He felt his mouth was dry and his brain was blank.

"This is……"

"The Bodhisattva said that there was a corpse from his previous life deep in the ghost market. Who would have thought that I could see it so easily."

"The corpse of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva represents the corpse of the endless Dharma."

Tianshou couldn't help sobbing, realizing that he could finally return to Xiao Leiyin Temple.

"After the outer sect competition is over, I will pass the news to the Bodhisattva. I... I will first revise the Wetness-Born Buddha Sutra that the Bodhisattva taught me."

"With the true scripture in my body, I can use the secret Buddhist technique to contact the Bodhisattva."

The Shisheng Buddhist Scripture is a method of refining the true scriptures. The original foundation for increasing longevity is there, but the true scriptures were stripped away by a horizontal sword. It is not difficult to rebuild it again. All you need to do is let the true scriptures enter your body.

What made him hesitate was that the true scriptures in front of him were slightly different from the true scriptures taught by the Bodhisattva.

How should I put it? It seems to be more active.

The true scriptures raised in Xiao Leiyin Temple are like dead objects. They cannot reproduce on their own and their number can only be increased through human intervention.

"Perhaps it's because of the corpse. It won't affect my refining of the scriptures."

Tianshou stood up and walked slowly towards the corpse.

He inserted the Buddha's finger between his eyebrows, and slowly smoke and dust filled the air, guiding him to a verse from a true scripture.

The moment the true scripture entered his body, Tianshou's body was filled with Buddha light, his immortal seed was completely suppressed, and his Niwan Palace continued to shrink and expand.

The manas is about to be enlightened.

"After realizing the seventh consciousness, the Bodhisattva will help me to become a land immortal..."

"kindness?"

Tianshou's pupils shrank slightly, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, the burning speed of the Buddha finger on his forehead increased, and a large number of scriptures appeared on the surface of his skin.

"Something's wrong! It's different from the true sutra bestowed by the Bodhisattva!"

Tianshou was terrified. His immortal seed was devoured in half a breath. Buddhism could not suppress the true scriptures in his body at all. Countless scriptures surged out of his mouth and nose, and his body and soul became a breeding ground for mosquito larvae.

He quickly stood up, trying to get away from the corpse and force out the true scriptures.

As a result, a young man suddenly appeared nearby.

"Shi Duan, didn't you go crazy and die?"

The young man was Shen Lian in disguise. His expression was smiling, which made Tianshou's heart beat wildly and a chill rushed to the top of his head.

"If you don't practice Buddhism at the same time, then who are you if you are not Shi Duan?"

Shen Lian shook his head with a hint of regret and cancelled the Purple Mansion Tempering Technique, causing his appearance to change drastically.

"Tian Shou, I tried to restrain my aura, but I didn't expect you to kill yourself. Hehehe, how does it feel to have the true scripture enter your body?"

Tianshou's pupils trembled.

Shen Lian, who was standing in front of him, did not use any secret techniques. He threw himself into resisting the erosion of the Buddha's light, but he showed no signs of losing control.

It is simply unbelievable that this person can become the host as the reincarnation of Di Ting, which shows that his real identity is definitely not some Taoist from the Plague Department.

Tianshou was sure that Shen Lian knew him!
While Shen Lian was speaking, his eyes were always looking towards the entrance.

As the Buddha's hand grows in size, its crawling speed becomes slower and slower.

It would be a disaster if this monster, which is comparable to a land god, were to be squeezed into the prison.

Shen Lian could feel that the surveillance of the Plague God had not ended, so he tried not to use the teleportation tree and resolved the crisis first.

Tianshou narrowed his eyes and took several steps back.

"You and I are both disciples of the Plague Department. We should cooperate in the outer sect competition..."

Without waiting for Tianshou to finish, Shen Lian opened his mouth and formed the words "no head".

next moment.

Shen Lian threw a punch without warning, landing heavily on Tianshou's face. There was no force added to the punch, it was purely physical strength.

boom!
Tianshou's head became sunken, and his Niwan Palace was affected by the aftermath, causing his true meridians to go out of control.

The handsome facial features turned into a flat surface, leaving only the deep fist marks.

"You are……"

He finally realized who Shen Lian was. Only Lu Zu knew that he was in the Plague Department. Suddenly, the invisible anger overwhelmed his rationality.

If it weren't for that knife, he wouldn't have fallen to this point!!!

The other monks stood there in a daze. Although they knew that the two Plague Tribe monks had different ideas, they never thought that they would fight without saying a word.

"Brother Tianshou, you don't have to be with this kind of villain..."

Shen Lian kicked out. The cultivator who spoke was only at the eighth level. He had to flatter Tianshou on a daily basis to get a chance to participate in the outer sect competition.

The opponent couldn't stand it at all and turned his head 180 degrees.

Another kick, his chest was sunken, and Shen Lian kicked him into a deep and boundless corridor to slow down the speed of the Buddha's hand.

Tianshou was almost going crazy because of the pain, and new and old grudges made him lose all his rationality.

He no longer suppressed the scriptures, but chose to use Buddhist teachings to forcibly activate them. Immediately afterwards, incomparable Buddha light burst out from the Niwan Palace.

His skin turned bronze, his bones seemed like gold, and his eyes were like amber.

Tianshou stretched out his hand again and was able to catch the fist from Shen Lian.

"Hahaha!"

"I will make your life worse than death, and reduce you to being a lowly firewood in the Buddhist sect!"

However, Shen Lian grew again to over ten meters tall, and his arms covered with purple-red muscles grabbed Tianshou's arm and twisted it off.

"what!!"

Tianshou couldn't stop roaring, and Shen Lian's questions rang in his ears.

"Wushou, why don't you try refining more scriptures?"

Tianshou's eyes turned red, and the Buddha's finger on his forehead was completely burned out, which also meant that his body and soul were no longer on guard against the true scriptures, and the scriptures took the dominant position.

"Do you think you can control me at will? The Taoist tradition of Leiyin Temple is not what you can imagine."

His body changed dramatically. Pupils grew out of the holes left by the Buddha's finger. The manas that had been elusive for three hundred years was now easily comprehended by him through the refining of the scriptures.

Tianshou looked jealous, and then noticed the same aura emanating from Shen Lian's brows.

“Manas?”

"He actually also possesses manas? How can a scoundrel who doesn't believe in Buddha and has never learned Buddhism comprehend manas?!!"

Tianshou's faith collapsed, and his upper and lower jaws opened to the extreme.

Another true scripture surged into my body.

There were a lot of roots spreading from his feet, and the parasitic peach saplings turned into lotus thrones, and the Buddha's light enveloped the prison in an instant. His appearance was also somewhat similar to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and his cultivation was faintly close to that of a land immortal.

Tianshou stretched out his right arm and swung it out violently. Infinite Buddha light formed a column of light that directly pierced through Shen Lian's shoulder, and blood, flesh and bones splattered everywhere.

"You forced me to do this! I'll kill you and offer your body as a sacrifice to the Buddha!!"

"Jie Jie Jie."

Shen Lian grinned wantonly and grabbed a few cultivators and threw them into the aisle.

"That's right. Refine a few more sutras and your limit will be higher than this."

The other monks also noticed that there was a huge creature crawling in the corridor, and the sound of its bones rubbing against the wall made them shudder.

Shen Lian wiped his shoulder, and the blood, flesh and bones all over the body returned to the wound as if time was flowing backwards.

Tianshou felt inexplicably panicked, and Buddha's light continued to radiate outward. Shen Lian just kept dodging sideways, and extremely thick fungal mist spread from his mouth and nose.

Unknowingly.

The floor tiles in the prison were covered with fungal carpets, and the martial arts realm covered an area of ​​100 meters.

Shen Lian glanced at his dantian. The martial arts plague pill was beating like a heart, swallowing and spitting out endless amounts of various germs with every breath.

This was the first time he used the Martial Arts Plague Pill without reservation since he was promoted to the Ninth Realm.

"die!!"

Tianshou's arm, which looked exactly like a Buddha statue's, reached out to grab Shen Lian, but the moment it touched the entity, the latter suddenly disappeared.

"Go on, keep refining the scriptures. Your only way to survive is to refine the scriptures."

Germs erode our lifespan, and dozens of diseases quietly attach themselves to our flesh, blood and bones.

Tianshou launched a frantic counterattack, but it was completely useless. His internal organs turned into pus and his limbs were rotten to varying degrees.

In the eyes of others, Tianshou was fighting around in anger and incompetence.

Shen Lian just stood there with his arms folded over his chest.

Under constant bewitchment, Tianshou continued to refine the scriptures, and even chose to swallow three sentences of the scriptures at once, which reduced the invasion of bacteria by more than half.

"Hehehe."

He stepped half a foot into the land of immortals and found that the germs could not harm him at all.

His body became Buddha-like again, and his size gradually reached four or five meters.

As soon as Tianshou's five senses recovered, he immediately looked for Shen Lian's location. However, when he turned around, he saw the latter standing behind him with a smile on his face.

Shen Lian gathered strength in his right arm, expanding it to more than ten meters.

The giant arm nearly touched the top of the prison cell, its spider-web-like muscles full of Dao rhyme, rumbling like thunder, blood oozing from its pores.

More than 90% of the strength is concentrated in the meridians of the right arm.

Due to limited space, Shen Lian was unable to display the full form of the Immortal Profound Art, but with just one arm it wasn't a big problem.

The fist punched out with a loud bang.

boom.

Tianshou fell into a trance, and the true meaning of the Thousand Arms Fist affected his consciousness.

Shen Lian seemed to have turned into a ten-thousand-foot Buddha, and his fist landed heavily on Tianshou's chest.

Tianshou's eyeballs popped and there was a sound of bones unable to bear the heavy weight at his joints. The incomparable force shattered his spine and his organs, which were severely damaged by the bacteria, were squeezed into minced meat.

He flew backwards and landed at the entrance of the aisle.

"If you kill me, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva will never let you go!!"

Shen Lian remained unmoved.

Tianshou forced himself to endure the risk of his soul becoming food for the scriptures and practiced Buddhism in an attempt to communicate with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in Xiao Leiyin Temple.

Sudden.

His expression was extremely shocked, and he did not react like this even when he learned that Tian Wen was Shen Lian.

"Fruit position?"

Tianshou sensed the Ci Di Arhat status in Shen Lian's dantian, which was the symbol of his monastic life in the Xiao Leiyin Temple. Only the fourteen Arhats under the seat of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had attained that status.

He was extremely terrified. Could it be that the other party was also planted in the Plague Department by the Bodhisattva?

Shen Lian threw two more punches, knocking Tianshou directly into the depths of the corridor.

As Buddhism intensified, the Mahayana Buddhism flourished in Tianshou's body, and suddenly became a natural barrier, preventing the Buddha's hand from entering the prison.

Roar! !

Shen Lian heard the deafening noise in the corridor, and quietly retreated to the corner, restraining his breath and waiting for the end of the outer sect competition.

The monks realized how cruel and ruthless Shen Lian was and couldn't help but shudder.

They didn't know that Tianshou was the Arhat of Xiao Leiyin Temple. They only felt that Shen Lian's behavior was no different from that of a demon. The two of them only came into contact for a few moments, but the new disciple of the Plague Department had become a stepping stone.

Shen Lian swept away the dragon fish robe, and now the surface of the robe was covered by roots.

The spirituality of the Dragon Fish Robe has also changed. The dragon horns on its head are replaced by branches of Pan Tao trees. After the Buddhist treasure coexists with the Pan Tao tree, it is close to the middle stage.

"I don't know how long Senior Brother Tianshou can hold on."

Shen Lian stared at the corpse of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

He approached slowly, becoming the bait that attracted the scriptures.

Unlike the Mahayana Buddhism sealed in paper, the scriptures reproduced from corpses would turn even the immortals on earth into petri dishes.

It can only be said that prisons have certain restrictions, which is why there are no riots in Mahayana Buddhism.

Shen Lian occasionally quoted a few sentences of Theravada Buddhism and fed them all into the Dragon Fish Robe, and lines of twisted Sanskrit appeared inside and outside the treasure.

He stopped ten meters away, as the Martial Arts Plague Pill began to be unable to withstand the erosion.

[The 〈Ksitigarbha Corpse Buddha〉 occupation has been triggered, but the necessary conditions are missing and the job cannot be taken.]

[Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva—Ksitigarbha Corpse Buddha Compatibility 265%]

"Two hundred percent?"

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows, realizing that Ksitigarbha Corpse Buddha could be used to promote Myna to the seventh level.

He quietly hid some of the roots of the teleportation tree in the soil, and then passed through the golden body of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the Little Leiyin Temple, gathered enough experience, and then found a way to re-enter the Immortal Prison Room.

Shen Lian sat cross-legged and focused all his energy on collecting Hinayana Buddhist teachings.

time flies.

He no longer paid attention to the outside world and tried to fleece the outside world as much as possible. Some of the other monks occasionally went astray, and at least seventy or eighty of them were screened out.

Boom!
Boom!
The Hunyuan Dao Fruit ends and the Taiyi Dao Fruit begins.

The prison was completely silent, and there was no sound in the corridor.

Shen Lian's ankles were entangled by the roots and he could leave the Immortal Prison Room at any time. Then, light footsteps were heard coming from far away.

"Lingbao Tianzun is here to take the body?"

The traces they left in the old heaven gradually disappeared.

The innate spiritual root that connects the past and the present is repelling everyone. It is obvious that even if they come to the eve of the catastrophe of heaven and earth through the Peach Tree, they cannot change anything that has happened.

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes, as if trying to see the true appearance of Lingbao Tianzun through the darkness.

"The outer sect competition is over."

The voice of the God of Plague sounded out of nowhere, and Shen Lian's eyes went dark.

When he came to his senses, he was already in a magnificent palace, with three plague gods reaching into the sky looking at him.

Shen Lian's expression was stiff, partly because he was facing a righteous god.

on the other hand.

There seemed to be something extra in his arms.

(End of this chapter)