I can't be a demon.

Chapter 330 The Seven Transformations of the Changsheng Pillar
Fangcun Mountain.

The island was shrouded in clouds and mist, and was covered with green trees and lush vegetation. You could vaguely see loud and clear singing echoing repeatedly in Fangcun Mountain.

"Watching the chess pieces being worn out, the clinking of woodcutters, walking slowly at the valley entrance by the clouds, selling firewood and wine..."

At first glance, it seemed to come from the sky, and the tone was extremely clear.

Shen Lian stood on the edge of the island with a subtle expression, listening to the woodcutter's singing, while distracting himself to communicate with the teleportation tree to extend its life underground.

For some unknown reason, the teleportation tree completely lost contact with the Evil Moon Three Heart Cave.

Shen Lian originally planned to go to the Xieyue Sanxin Cave, but because the cave disappeared, he had to settle for the next best thing and come to Fangcun Mountain to explore.

"After all, I can't escape the encounter with Patriarch Bodhi."

"Ugh."

Shen Lian guessed that the woodcutter's true identity was most likely Patriarch Bodhi, but having come into contact with the latter before, he could not find any flaws for the time being.

After he stepped into the realm of human immortal, although he still could not see the mystery of Gao Ge, there was one thing that was beyond doubt, every word he said was simple and profound.

"If there is nothing else to gain from Fangcun Mountain, we can only hope for Wuzhuang Temple."

Shen Lian seemed a little helpless. The souls of the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple were sealed under the ginseng fruit tree, and he had no way to reshape their bodies for the time being.

He opened his eyes vertically between his eyebrows, and his soul left his body and hung three inches above his forehead.

The Dao rhythm transformed from the martial arts elixir became more and more condensed around the body.

Shen Lian said, "Master Bodhi, I, the disciple Shen Lian, have an important request. I hope that Master can open the door to the Evil Moon Three Heart Cave."

No matter what, Patriarch Bodhi is his master after all.

As long as he has his spiritual intelligence intact, Patriarch Bodhi would not have any malicious intent even if he went mad, and he might even be able to resolve the doubts surrounding the great catastrophe of heaven and earth.

"When we meet, it is not the way of immortals, but sitting quietly and talking about Huangting."

As if in response, the woodcutter's singing came from far away.

Before Shen Lian could react, a familiar figure appeared in front of him. He was carrying a dozen pieces of firewood and wiping his sweat with a towel hanging around his neck.

"division……"

The woodcutter interrupted, "Master, please go back, the cave has been closed for many days."

Shen Lian looked at the woodcutter and secretly used his magical power of food supplement. As a result, the soul and aura of the old man in front of him were very different from that of Bodhi Patriarch.

As he was thinking, the woodcutter's life came to an end, and his old skin gradually shed.

Shen Lian couldn't help but test him: "Master Bodhi, I haven't seen you for a thousand years. Are you okay? I came to visit you as soon as I became an immortal."

The woodcutter smiled without saying a word, gently stroking his gray beard.

Shen Lian continued, "Now that the Heavenly Palace has been reduced to ruins, I wonder where the Three Pure Ones have gone. What was the situation like during the Great Calamity of Heaven and Earth?"

The woodcutter's expression remained unchanged as he repeated the song he had sung before.

Shen Lian talked for a few more words, but the woodcutter did not respond at all. He was like an ordinary puppet guiding the monks to the cave.

He sighed.

"Everything is going wrong. It's not a good idea to continue wasting time in Fangcun Mountain."

Shen Lian continued to let the roots of the teleportation tree search for the cave, then turned around and planned to return to Yanliang Town to see if the Qingfeng Mingyue of Wuzhuang Temple was feasible.

Just as he turned around, he heard the woodcutter speak suddenly.

"Master, please stay. The cave is closed. If you want to pay homage to the immortal, please go to the immortal temple in the back mountain."

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows, but saw the woodcutter walking towards the narrow path by himself.

He quickly followed.

The two walked one after the other, and soon a dilapidated temple appeared between the cliffs, with a faint scent of sandalwood wafting from it.

The woodcutter said no more, but stood motionless in front of the door with a smile on his face.

"Thank you."

Shen Lian stepped into the temple, where there were twenty or thirty statues of immortals and gods.

"what?"

Shen Lian noticed that the statues of immortals and gods were all transformed from the [immortal ghosts] in the Evil Moon Three Heart Cave, and all of them had four to five thousand years of Taoism experience.

He looked at the woodcutter with a complicated expression, bowed respectfully, and then placed a jar of aged medicinal wine in front of the woodcutter.

"Master, I have nothing to offer you. At first you said the wine was bland and tasteless. Now the gourd is a treasure. I'm sure the wine I brewed will suit your taste."

The air was filled with the aroma of wine, but the woodcutter was busy chopping wood nearby.

Shen Lian walked into the temple and looked around, then took a sip of Dawu wine, which temporarily increased his understanding.

"Hehehe, it feels like the Longevity Pillar can transform seven times."

With just one glance, thirty-four golden body techniques have taken shape.

The Golden Body Techniques all come from various immortals and gods, including great immortals like Erlang Shen, who have definitely benefited a lot from creating the Golden Body Technique.

"If we can control the immortals and ghosts, we won't have to worry about lack of manpower."

It can be predicted that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva mainly targets the Yanshan area, and the rest of the towns are already impregnable with a sneaky ghost in charge.

Moreover, immortal ghosts are different from ordinary demons. After all, they are transformed from the skins of immortals and gods, and are forbidden to have some of the magical powers of immortals and gods.

"Using the taboo of Ghost Daddy's words to sign a contract, forcibly restraining the immortal ghost's nature of liking blood, hiss, it is feasible."

Shen Lian's eyes flickered as he stared at the statues of immortals and ghosts with a burning gaze.

Not surprisingly, when ordinary warriors visualize immortal ghosts, it should be similar to when they visualize ghost fathers, and they will be able to comprehend the corresponding martial arts methods.

There are thirty-four... no, including Ghost Dad, there are thirty-five alternative gods and immortals protecting the Tang Dynasty.

Martial arts will flourish to the extreme.

The era when everyone practices martial arts will finally come!!!
Shen Lian kept moving on the spot, and doubts arose in his heart.

If everyone practices martial arts, it means that everyone will become Tang Monk's flesh. The Tang Dynasty will become the target of public criticism, and the dark side of this world will rush in like moths to a flame.

Shen Lian didn't know whether he, a small human immortal, could stop the evil spirits.

"call."

"However, if an era begins where everyone practices martial arts, the experience gained by the four professions will be far beyond imagination. It is too easy for demons to spawn after a warrior dies, and there will be experience packs everywhere."

Shen Lian pinched his temples with a headache, and then noticed the woodcutter outside the house.

The woodcutters selected the thickest and most ancient trees. When the trees fell, a forest of more than a dozen trees was cut in half.

Such a scene is like the sentient beings in the three realms under the great calamity of heaven and earth.

"We cannot hesitate. The catastrophe of heaven and earth thousands of years ago seems to have ended, but the source is unknown. God knows if it will happen again."

"One step slow, every step slow, seize the day."

After Shen Lian made up his mind, he summoned the ghost gourd and placed it in his palm.

"Photography."

All the statues of immortals and gods fell into the treasure.

Just as Shen Lian finished his work, cracks began to spread on the walls on all four sides. With a loud bang, the building turned into fragments all over the ground.

He took advantage of the raised dust and quietly returned to Yanliang Town.

After Shen Lian left, the woodcutter suddenly stopped what he was doing, picked up the jar of medicinal wine on the ground with a laugh, and took a sip.

"Hahaha, it's really tasty, good wine, good wine~~"

The woodcutter disappeared into the jungle, but the loud singing still echoed in Fangcun Mountain.

The isolated island was undulating in the waves. If you looked closely, you would find that Fangcun Mountain was not fixed in place. It was drifting in the endless ocean, heading west.

The journey progressed extremely slowly, but it was recorded in the original Journey to the West that the Evil Moon Three-Heart Cave was located in Xiniu Hezhou where the Western Lingshan Mountain was located.

Maybe one day, Fangcun Mountain will be able to reach the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

.........

Shen Lian moved all the statues of immortals and gods into the inner Taoist courtyard.

The thirty-four statues were neatly placed in the courtyard, exuding a sinister aura that made the monkeys dare not approach at all.

The statue looks ferocious, but you can definitely see the outline of a god.

After Shen Lian used his wisdom eye to identify it, he found out that he could destroy the magic circle engraved on the surface by Patriarch Bodhi by just watering it with blood.

If the thirty-four immortals and ghosts were to appear in the world, the courtyard would be worthy of being called a "small heaven".

Shen Lian outlined the magic circle with his fingers, and the patterns were obviously completed not long ago.

It can be seen that when he mentioned Xiao Leiyin Temple, Patriarch Bodhi immediately took steps to seal off the immortals and ghosts, and sent all of them to a place in Fangcun Mountain for resettlement.

"The woodcutter is most likely Patriarch Bodhi, but Master's body and soul are still unstable, so I chose not to point it out."

"When I understand the great Dao, I will come back to rescue Patriarch Bodhi."

After Shen Lian gained something from Fangcun Mountain, he gave up the idea of ​​going to Wuzhuang Temple. Anyway, there was no good way to rebuild his body at the moment.

"Ah Lian, this is..."

Ghost Dad sensed something and unconsciously came to Shen Lian's side.

"Old man, your son had an immortal as his master before. These are the thirty-four statues he gave us."

“Lifelike.”

Ghost Dad walked among the statues to observe them, revealing his resentment unconsciously. All of the immortals and ghosts seemed to feel provoked and glared at him angrily.

Among them, several immortal ghosts who had practiced Taoism for more than 6,000 years could not help but grin and spit.

Ghost Dad held his chin with his right hand and muttered to himself, "Just like real immortals, they have a kind of...charm that dead things lack."

As soon as he finished speaking, the taboo of taking action became law covering the thirty-four immortals and ghosts.

Ghost Dad has been practicing Taoism for nearly seven thousand years, and the power of his words is becoming more and more powerful. If he does not intentionally control his divergent consciousness, the area within a thousand miles will suffer a devastating disaster.

Click click click.

The expressions of the immortals and ghosts were distorted, and their resentment became extremely chaotic.

There was an endless stream of shrill wails, mixed with the sizzling sound of a rolling knife cutting butter, and the words came out as if they were tempering the essence of the immortals and ghosts.

Shen Lian said quickly: "Old man, the immortals mentioned that the statues can be transformed into gods from heaven to protect the mortal world, but I am afraid that they cannot distinguish between good and evil. Old man, please help me control them."

"No." Ghost Dad explained seriously: "It is the duty of the gods in heaven to protect the mortal world, and it is the law of heaven not to hurt people."

The immortals and ghosts all showed fear on their faces, as if words were forcibly imprinted into their bodies.

Once the "Heavenly Law" is established, they will never be able to share flesh and blood again.

Shen Lian noticed that the immortal ghosts were struggling frantically. If the Ghost Father's taboos were dispersed, the efficiency of the Heavenly Branding Rules might not be enough.

"Old man, come one by one."

Shen Lian patted the door gods' thighs and said, "In the future, they will be like you in Yanliang Town, guarding temples and Taoist temples to prevent external evil from invading."

"Okay, we must make them understand the Heavenly Laws!"

"Old man, you see, the door god is quite good. Its magical power can protect the lights of thousands of homes, and it can freely travel through any place with a door."

Ghost Dad's eyes lit up, and his cultivation level broke through seven thousand years.

All along, Ghost Dad has never been opposed to the boring work in Yanliang Town, and he would even complain about it from time to time when he was in the Ghost Market.

He suddenly realized that the thirty-four immortal ghosts could replace him, and he couldn't help but become interested.

"There is also the Kitchen God. Every household's stove is shrouded in the divine light of the Kitchen God. Eating there on a daily basis can remove the evil spirits that have been contaminated."

Under Shen Lian's instigation, the ghost father fully demonstrated that a forced melon can be very sweet, and the demon's violence is gradually disappearing.

Before the birth of Xiao Leiyin Temple, not all thirty-four immortals and ghosts had necessarily given up their evil ways and turned to good, but any power would be restricted in the Tang Dynasty.

"As long as I have twenty immortal ghosts, I will be able to deal with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

Shen Lian breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to use the blessing of the Dawu Wine to create the Golden Body Method. After two or three days, a new method was produced.

【Golden statue of the door god to ward off evil spirits】

[Created by Shen Lian, it is a martial arts method to advance to the Eight Realms of Divine Travel, and was created by imitating the gate guardian of the evil-repelling gate god.]

Shen Lian flipped through the Golden Body Technique and then invested points without hesitation.

In order to ensure that the retreat can be completed before the Little Leiyin Temple is born, we must not be stingy with points. A surplus of 512 is enough.

Shen Lian exuded an aura that was about 60% similar to that of the door god.

The father and son cooperated well with each other, squeezing out the existing value of the immortals and ghosts. If there was any resistance, they would use their wisdom eyes and supernatural powers to attack them.

one year later.

The statue of the door god fell apart, and the immortal ghost who had been baptized by the ghost father walked out slowly.

"The little god pays homage to the True Lord Tianpeng."

"kindness."

The ghost dad nodded, and the door god didn't dare to interrupt. He just stayed in the courtyard to improve his Taoism and prepare for coming to the mortal world.

The door god was in awe from the bottom of his heart, and memories of the demon still lingered in his mind.

He felt that he had been in a daze for the thousand years in the cave. Even though he could not eat meat now, at least his mind was clear.

Next are the Kitchen God and the Land God, who are regarded as fellow Taoists by the Door God.

At the same time, the imperial court was also cooperating with Shen Lian to reshape the traditional customs of immortals and gods, worshiping the God of Land, welcoming the Kitchen God, and pasting door gods...

There is no such thing as incense.

Simply because it is easier for immortals and ghosts to perform taboos through a medium, it can be seen that they possess some characteristics of the immortals and gods of the old heaven.

Shen Lian created one golden body technique after another, melting the eight realms of perfect martial arts golden bodies into one, and vaguely felt that the golden bodies were subtly different.

The connection with the martial arts elixir is becoming increasingly deeper.

When the twenty-eight golden body techniques were integrated into the golden body of martial arts, there were already seven signs of transformation, but they were forcibly suppressed by Shen Lian.

When the remaining six doors were created one after another, he directly invested points to synthesize them together.

The golden body of martial arts radiates thousands of feet of light.

Shen Lian himself was finding it a little hard to believe. His martial arts golden body maintained the eighth level of perfection, but his foundation was constantly being pushed to new heights.

He communicated with the teleportation tree to open access rights for Ghost Dad, and reminded the old man that it was time to send the immortal ghosts to various parts of the Tang Dynasty.

It was about two years before the Little Leiyin Temple was born.

Shen Lian was just being on the safe side, fearing that the Arhats under the evil Buddha's seat might start making trouble.

His body and soul continued to show various strange and unique characteristics of immortals. He narrowed his eyes and said, "What Lu Zu Temple? I want all three realms to know..."

"What is the prosperous Tang Dynasty?!"

Shen Lian closed his eyes, and the seven transformations of the Changsheng Pillar reached a critical point.

"Come on, how can I, the only immortal in the Tang Dynasty, be willing to lag behind others?"

(End of this chapter)