I can't be a demon.

Chapter 323: The Four Realms of Human, Insect, and Immortal

When Shen Lian came to his senses, he immediately noticed that there was something extra in his arms.

No matter how the soul explored, it was difficult to see what was in the arms. It could only know through its own touch, and that thing was still alive.

The thing in his arms was moving slightly, and its strength was gradually increasing.

First of all, Shen Lian could be sure that it was not the work of the God of Plague.

The problem should have arisen the moment we left the ruins of the old heaven...

Shen Lian felt something was wrong, and his soul went through the relevant memories again and again.

Before the God of Plague took action, the entrance and exit were shrouded in endless darkness, and the footsteps coming from inside to outside should not have reached the prison yet.

"and many more."

Shen Lian's heart was pounding, and he was in a trance. There was a vague figure at the entrance.

"Is it Lingbao Tianzun?" He suppressed his curiosity to check the things in his arms, fearing that the three gods of the Plague Department in front of him would discover clues.

Shen Lian didn't want to miss any matters related to the 27th year of Zhenguan.

As he collected more and more clues, he became more and more curious about the catastrophe of heaven and earth. There must be some cause and effect around the 27th year of Zhenguan.

Zheng Lun noticed that Shen Lian was lost in thought and thought that he was a little confused.

"Tianwen, I know you are full of doubts."

Zheng Lun's voice was neither happy nor sad, and it brought an indescribable sense of oppression.

Among the three main gods, except Zheng Lun, the other two had their eyes closed to rest, and only occasionally a beam of their soul would sweep over Shen Lian.

"Everything that happened in the ruins of the old Heaven Palace is indeed closely related to the fall of Heaven Palace, but it is just a memory brought back by the Peach Tree."

"You and I cannot influence the history that has already happened."

Shen Lian looked around and found that he was the only one in the entire hall. The other cultivators who participated in the outer sect competition had long disappeared.

He frowned slightly, and the remaining traces were erased to show that it was true.

But Shen Lian had previously experienced the fruit tasting conference at Wuzhuang Temple, and he clearly remembered that every word and action did invisibly influence history.

Wasn’t it because of him that Li Liuru went from death to rebirth?

Could it be that he is the only one who can change history by connecting the memories of the past and present with his innate spiritual roots?
Shen Lian did not think that he was the most special one. It was most likely because of the banyan tree that he relied on his innate spiritual roots to advance to the sixth level. Perhaps he already possessed the characteristics of innate spiritual roots.

He looked solemn and didn't think it was a good thing.

The catastrophe of heaven and earth swept across the three realms, and innate spiritual roots played a vital role in the disaster.

Zheng Lun interrupted Shen Lian's thoughts, "Tian Wen, you are already the number one person in the outer sect of the Plague Department, and you are nominally the Taoist of the Plague Department. You are doing very well."

"God, you are too kind. I have never wanted to become a Daoist disciple."

Zheng Lun leaned forward and looked at Shen Lian, who was as small as an ant. The two righteous gods on his left and right stood still, breathing out fungal mist from their mouths and noses.

"Tianwen, your methods really opened my eyes."

"Master Zheng is joking."

"You are so bold, a Taoist of the Ninth Realm can kill people without any hesitation. Do you think you can do whatever you want in the Plague Department?"

Zheng Lun opened his mouth wide, revealing a tongue several meters long covered with pus.

"Master Zheng, I am only seeking to protect myself."

"You are just pretending. You have mastered the magical power of gigantism and the ability to control size at will. Why are you acting like a child now?"

Zheng Lun snorted coldly, and his terrifying aftermath enveloped the palace.

Shen Lian cursed inwardly.

Would dealing with a Tianshou really anger the Plague Department God? When would the Luohan of the Little Leiyin Temple be seen as a Taoist of the Plague Department?

He protected the creature from danger and carefully observed the three gods of the Plague Department.

The Plague God has a strong aura and his cultivation is likely above that of an Earth Immortal. However, the immortal seeds in his body are extremely chaotic and need to be suppressed by the chair.

The seats are connected to the ground, and contain the mysterious rhythm of Taoism.
Treasure?

No, it is probably an artifact above the highest treasure, most likely originated from the ancient heaven.

Shen Lian realized that even at the level of a true god in the Plague Department, he had not solved the drawbacks of the immortal species, and it was already difficult to maintain spiritual intelligence.

No wonder everyone in the Plague Department is so negative. After all, their own God sits still for a long time every day.

"The flesh of the righteous gods is probably already connected to the chair. Even if they are extraordinary powerful, they cannot escape the shackles brought by the immortal seeds."

"With the lotus platform and the protection of the dragon fish robe, I have a chance to escape."

"Good good."

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, "In this case, I don't need to hold back my strength. I'm going to make it huge, right? I'll show you what the innate horizontal training holy body is!!"

There was a sound of bones colliding inside his body.

The Martial Arts Plague Pill swallowed up a huge amount of germs. Before long, the germs spread throughout the body through the blood vessels and meridians. At the same time, the Immortal Profound Art was exerted to the extreme, causing it to grow rapidly.

The dragon fish robe turned into a root-shaped robe, and he threw the object in his arms into the fruit core.

ten meters.

Fifteen meters.

Twenty-five meters.

Shen Lian barely stopped at a height of thirty meters. Although he was not as tall as the three Plague Gods, he was not to the point of looking up to them.

Hot blood overflowed, and the temperature in the palace continued to rise.

The three gods of the Plague Department had different expressions, and they obviously saw that Shen Lian was extraordinary. With the precious treasure of Buddhism on him, the Taoist inheritance he displayed seemed to be the same as that of the Plague Department, but in fact it was not.

The corrosiveness displayed by the martial arts true realm is simply not comparable to that of the plague cultivators at the same level.

Shen Lian's muscles were tense, terrifying power was accumulating in secret, and the lotus platform was about to emerge, just waiting for the God of Plague to show some malice.

Zheng Lun's pupils shrank slightly. The way Shen Lian used the immortal seed was simply unprecedented.

The immortal seed almost coexists with the body and soul, rather than being used as a petri dish for the true scriptures. The plague pill in the body is like an innate organ.

Zheng Lun was not sure whether Shen Lian's immortal seed could remain stable after he transformed into an immortal, but he could at least provide a solution to the drawbacks of the immortal seed.

The other seven departments do not have such serious drawbacks as the Plague Department, but they are all only treating the symptoms and not the root cause.

"Who...is he?"

"He possesses a Buddhist treasure. Could it be the Buddha who survived the disaster at Lingshan Mountain in the West?"

The familiar feeling in Zheng Lun's heart was still vague.

He was certain that Shen Lian was no ordinary mortal, but the reincarnation of an immortal god, whose status in the ancient heaven might be far higher than his own.

"In any case, since there are immortals and Buddhas who have chosen to join the Plague Path and practice the Dharma with their bodies to try to perfect the Taoist tradition, it is not a bad thing."

Zheng Lun was a little hesitant, wondering whether he should ask Shen Lian for advice.

A rough calculation showed that practicing according to Shen Lian's method would be a life-threatening situation, and once lost control, a demon comparable to the four great Nuo immortals would be born, which would be devastating to the ghost market.

"It seems that this path is only suitable for Tianwen for the time being."

"Let's make a good relationship."

Zheng Lun forced a smile from the corner of his mouth, "Don't be nervous, Tianwen Daozi. The feud with the Headless Arhat will not be blamed on you."

"Thank you, God."

"You can just call me real person."

Shen Lian didn't know why Zheng Lun's attitude changed, but since he had no ill intentions, it was fine.

The lotus platform is extremely mysterious, but it is related to the Sacred Mountain in the West. Unless absolutely necessary, I don't want to expose it to others.

Zheng Lun hesitated for a moment, and a twisted Buddha statue appeared in his palm.

boom.

The Buddha statue fell to the ground and did not move. It looked somewhat similar to Tianshou, which was obviously caused by the complete transformation into Buddhism after refining the true scripture. "After all, the headless arhat is not a pure disciple of the plague department, so I will leave it to you to deal with."

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows. Tianshou sealed three or four sentences of the Middle Vehicle Buddhist Dharma. The thing formed still exuded resentment. It would definitely be good for pregnancy.

"Master Zheng, I wonder what arrangements are made for the other outer disciples."

"Most of them have already joined the inner sect academies."

Zheng Lun's words were subtle, and Shen Lian realized that the God of Plague did have ulterior motives.

As expected, the Immortal Prison Room is the culture dish where Lingbao Tianzun raises Cordyceps sinensis.

Compared with Yuanshi Tianzun's refining of the true scriptures and Daode Tianzun's self-created true scriptures, Lingbao Tianzun obviously took the path of [nurturing the true scriptures].

The God of Plague also took advantage of the special features of the Immortal Prison Room to walk through the path of Lingbao Tianzun again.

As for whether he could get what he wanted, Shen Lian felt that there was little hope, as the conditions for Lingbao Tianzun to produce the true scripture were likely to be extremely harsh.

"condition……"

"When the true scripture was first created, would innate spiritual roots be a necessary condition?"

"The Western Lingshan fell, and the Buddha became the Mahayana Buddhism. Could it be because of this? The innate spiritual roots of the Western Lingshan are few and far between."

"The twelve-tier lotus platform of Tathagata, so Lingbao Tianzun reproduced it through the peach tree."

Shen Lian glanced at the lotus platform in his dantian and let out a long breath.

"Tianwen, as a disciple of the Plague Department, you must be prepared in the future. There will be more and more 'disciples' coming from the Little Leiyin Temple."

"The disciple understands."

Shen Lian was too lazy to intervene in the game between the two forces. He planned to figure out the human immortal skills as soon as he was promoted to a land immortal.

Then he found a place to go into seclusion until the Little Leiyin Temple was born.

Who cares about the plague and the flood.

"Tian Wen, you will temporarily stay in Wushang Changrongtian. After a while, I will arrange for you to participate in the grand ceremony of transformation into an immortal."

"The disciple understands."

Zheng Lun murmured in a deep voice: "Supreme Chang Rongtian consumes ten years of his lifespan in one day. It's a bit difficult for you to do it with your ninth realm cultivation. How about this."

"Siyun, come in."

Snapped.

The door opens.

Shen Lian turned his head and looked towards the door, only to see hundreds of Ninth Realm monks outside the hall.

They are all practicing in seclusion, most likely in order to participate in the transformation into immortals. Even if only one or two out of ten can be promoted to land immortals, the background of the Eight Divisions of Ghost Market is hard to imagine.

A three-armed woman walked into the temple.

The woman had an ordinary appearance, with an extra arm tied to her chest. Her limbs looked slightly thin and deformed, and she was carrying a large number of germs.

As she faced Shen Lian who was thirty meters away from her, her breathing couldn't help but stop for a moment.

"That's Siyun from the inner sect. You can call her Senior Sister."

"I've met senior sister."

"Siyun, bring half a year's worth of resources to Tianwen."

There was a hint of surprise in Siyun's eyes. It was obvious from the words of the God of Plague that he was planning to keep Shen Lian in the main hall to practice.

He is only at the ninth level of perfection. Who on earth is this person?
She heard that a Taoist disciple was born in the outer sect, but his name should be Tianshou. At the same time, he was also practicing Buddhism in the Xiao Leiyin Temple. It was said that his foundation was extremely solid.

In order to welcome the baptism of transcending from the mortal world to becoming an immortal, many monks in the inner sect are also exposed to Buddhism.

"Tianwen, although you are gifted, becoming an immortal is not a trivial matter. Are you sure you want to participate in the baptism of becoming an immortal in the near future?"

"determine."

Shen Lian thought without hesitation that the Martial Arts Plague Pill was just a method of dual cultivation.

Even if one is promoted to a land immortal, it does not mean that one has achieved a human immortal. One still needs to integrate the Martial Arts Plague Pill into one's own system.

"it is good."

Siyun realized that one of her places in the grand gift a hundred days later would be taken up for no reason.

The number of places is usually decided by the Tai Sui Department, and there are usually only seventy or eighty of them. Now, the competition among the inner disciples for the places has not yet begun, but the God of the Plague Department has already chosen one person.

Only once every two hundred years will a group of disciples have the opportunity to fight for it.

Siyun couldn't hide her jealousy, but faced with Shen Lian's terrifying thirty-meter body, she dared not show it.

Naturally, she did not dare to question the God of Plague, but was just very curious about what kind of qualifications and talents could be so valued.

"However, the three righteous gods go crazy every ten days, and even they themselves may not know it. I hope you will be lucky."

Siyun quickened her pace and closed the door casually.

Shen Lian asked: "Master Zheng, what should I pay attention to in order to become an immortal?"

"Pay attention to the loss of control of the immortal seed, but your situation is hard to say. Ordinary cultivators need to maintain the balance between their body, soul and immortal seed."

Shen Lian felt a sinking feeling in his heart as he listened to Zheng Lun's detailed account of how he became an immortal.

The Plague Department's horizontal training method he had figured out was completely different. Who knew what he would encounter when breaking through the bottleneck? He would just take it one step at a time.

"But there is one thing that is the same: both the mortal and the immortal need to face the great way."

"Avenue?"

Shen Lian had a look of surprise and doubt. According to the information provided by Zheng Lun, only by getting approval from the Great Dao could one set foot on the land and become a human immortal.

He thought of the elixir fruit of the Middle Vehicle Buddhism [Infinite Meaning]. The pulp had been brewed into medicinal wine, but the introduction still contained relevant information.

【Unintentional Wine】

[It is brewed from the ghost gourd. After taking it, one will fall into a state of boundless clarity, looking directly at the sacred mountain, and get a glimpse of the realm of immortals. ]

"What is the connection between looking directly at Lingshan and facing the Great Dao as mentioned by Master Zheng?"

Shen Lian suspected that the way of heaven was probably no longer normal after experiencing the catastrophe of heaven and earth.

Zheng Lun continued to add, immediately verifying Shen Lian's idea: "There are four realms of human immortals, namely, immortal transformation, young immortal, pupa immortal, and mature immortal."

"The four realms of human immortality are the process of transformation of body and soul."

"The body and soul of the immortal stage are like an egg. They seek to make their body and soul one, until they break open the outer egg that was transformed from the old shell."

"The young immortal has just begun to develop immortal roots, and practices by bathing in the juice of the Great Dao."

"During the Pupa Immortal stage, one needs to condense the Pupa shell through the Immortal Seed and go through the catastrophe of life and death."

"The immortals break out of their cocoons and become immortals, giving birth to the prototype of the earthly immortals."

The corner of Shen Lian's mouth twitched. The so-called human immortals might be more appropriately called insect immortals. The realm division of ancient land immortals would never be so weird.

It can completely correspond to the four stages of insects: insect eggs, young insects (larvae), pupae (insect pupae), and adult insects.

It is really hard to imagine what the earthly immortals are.

Shen Lian looked at Zheng Lun. At least on the surface, the latter was still a human being.

"Master Zheng, I will go into seclusion on the side."

"can."

Shen Lian returned to his normal state and sat cross-legged on the cushion at Zheng Lun's feet.

He closed his eyes and circulated the Qi in his body, while at the same time distractingly scanning the fruit core, looking for anything unusual among the various objects.

Soon a talisman came into view.

[The Guandao Talisman of Shangqing Palace]

[Refined by Lingbao Tianzun, you can go to Shangqing Temple with the Guandao Talisman to participate in the Wusheng Dao Fruit. Remember, remember, and listen to the insects singing!!!]

(End of this chapter)