I can't be a demon.

Chapter 368: Out of the Gate, Five Career Advancements
The ruins of the Heavenly Palace are located at the end of the Ghost Market. If you are there, you will find that the layers of the Heavenly Palace are like a bottomless abyss.

The ruins of palaces were suspended in the air, connected by the roots of peach trees.

It can be seen how terrible the disaster that the Heavenly Court encountered during the catastrophe of heaven and earth was. No one in the entire outer heaven was spared, and the ancient immortals disappeared without a trace.

At this time, inside [Yao Chi], it seemed like a distorted world made up of tree branches.

The ground was covered with peach leaves that had accumulated for who knows how many years, mixed with a few broken bones, and emitting an indescribable stench.

All you can see are the roots of the peach trees covered with black tumors.

Countless roots were wriggling slightly, and the ends were entangled with each other, forming a dense vortex structure that was creepy.

According to legend, Yaochi should be the place where the Queen Mother of the West practiced on a daily basis, and the Peach Banquet held every thousand years was also in Yaochi.

But now it seems like a great terror extending from the end of hell.

The sound of weak chanting was heard.

On the open space outside Yaochi, there were hundreds of monks' bodies lying in a mess.

The corpse died in a very tragic way, with its organs ripped out alive, and after death, it stood motionless in a kneeling position facing the center.

What is strange is that many of the corpses are clearly dead, but they are still chanting sutras and reciting Buddhist scriptures.

The figure in the center is none other than the Yellow-browed Buddha.

The Yellow-browed Old Buddha, who was at the level of a terrestrial immortal, was unable to protect himself in Yaochi. His pupils turned white with madness and his sanity was completely wiped out.

Madam Bai Gu obviously knew about the danger of Yao Chi in advance.

The Taoist heart of the Yellow-browed Buddha was damaged, and he was completely unable to resist the influence of the Peach Tree. In addition, the speed of time increased, and after two thousand years, he had completely lost what little sanity he had left.

"Uh."

The facial features of the Yellow-browed Buddha seemed to have roots of the peach tree breaking out of his body and growing wildly, and the Tathagata Sutra on the surface of his skin became distorted.

Every stroke of the hand is turning into a vortex.

It seemed that it wouldn't be long before he would completely become nutrients for the peach tree.

The Yellow-browed Old Buddha's limbs began to twitch, and the immortal soul in the Niwan Palace was destroyed bit by bit. The entire scripture rotated clockwise for no reason.

But at the moment when his soul was about to be torn apart.

A strange aura of immortal soul emerged in the Niwan Palace.

The wounds on the yellow-browed old Buddha's body healed in a few breaths, the scriptures disappeared quietly, and there was a chaotic and disordered aura of the soul fluctuating between his eyebrows.

"who am I?"

"Yellow Eyebrow."

The Yellow-browed Old Buddha opened his eyes, and a flood of memories surged in his mind.

All memories come from the depths of the underworld, and they are constantly experiencing reincarnation: building Xiaoxitian in Daci'en Temple; playing games with the dead Jin Chanzi; Xiaoxitian suffered a heavy blow...

Everything seemed like a nightmare from which one could never wake up.

suddenly.

The pupils of the Yellow-browed Old Buddha focused, and the memories of reincarnation came to an abrupt end.

In the last scene of the memory, a man named Tianwen looked down at him. He was a disciple of Jin Chanzi, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes.

The crazy Huang Mei Lao Hun in Niwan Palace was completely terrified.
Replaced by Huang Mei, replaced by the Huang Mei who lived in false memories.

After Huang Mei successfully took over the body, all the demonic traits disappeared and he returned to the image of a white-robed monk, except that his mouth and nose had roots extending outward.

"Am I real or fake?"

Huang Mei's whispers echoed throughout the heavens and earth, reaching every corner of the Heavenly Palace ruins.

He shook his head, with an elusive smile on his face, "So that's how it is. One flower, one world; one leaf, one bodhi."

“I am who I am.”

Huang Mei's flesh, blood, and bones melted inch by inch into Buddha's light that shot up into the sky. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived at the small Leiyin Temple in the deep ghost market.

He stood in the temple, staring at the statue of Sakyamuni Buddha in the corner.

The evil Buddhas around did not dare to look directly at Huang Mei, because the oppressive feeling brought by Huang Mei was too terrifying. Moreover, they all had a premonition that Huang Mei had become more dangerous and more... crazy.

"My Buddha."

Dahui clasped his hands together and couldn't help but ask.

Huang Mei stretched out his hand and the stone layer covering the Sakyamuni Buddha statue slowly peeled off, revealing the extremely dazzling seven-treasure material, which was extremely dazzling.

Dahui's breathing stopped for a moment, and he couldn't help but feel an indescribable desire in his heart.

The scent emanating from the Sakyamuni Buddha statue becomes more and more alluring. Even if you just smell it, you will have the illusion that you have been reborn.

There is indeed a golden cicada behind the statue of Sakyamuni Buddha!
Dahui licked his lips. It was said that eating the flesh and blood of the golden cicada would make one immortal. It seemed that it would not only increase one’s lifespan, but also enable one to transcend!
"Buddha, it won't take long to track down the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi..."

"He is not Jin Chanzi."

Huang Mei turned his head and sat back on the Tathagata throne.

Dahui was completely stunned.

"Don't worry about it. He is my Huang Mei's nephew and the destined Sakyamuni of Xiao Xitian. He will come naturally when the time comes."

When Dahui heard what Huang Mei said, his heart started beating wildly.

Little Western Paradise?
How long has it been since I last heard of Xiao Xitian? Logically speaking, whenever Huang Mei mentioned Xiao Xitian, he would become possessed and lose control of his body and soul.

Huang Mei narrowed his eyes, and a raging fire burned in his head.

The skin, flesh and skull turned to ashes, leaving only a miniature sun hanging on the neck. If you look closely, you will find that there is a vortex in the center of the sun.

"All disciples of the Little Leiyin Temple should head to Yaochi immediately!"

"Restart Xiao Xitian!!!"

.........

More than a hundred years later.

The North Sea Dragon Palace was almost indistinguishable, with the strong men maintaining order in an orderly manner.

Shen Lian was unable to sense the outside world as he was completely focused on the changes in his body and soul. The leap from human immortal to earthly immortal was even greater than the leap from mortal to immortal.

There is even an illusion that one has entered a new level of life.

After sleeping for several decades, the flesh, blood and bones that filled the main hall began to shrink gradually, and the cracked walls did not collapse.

There was a rustling sound.

Seeing that Shen Lian was about to come out of retreat, Longyupao couldn't help but leave the main hall.

It was a supreme treasure that was difficult for immortals to damage, but now it was full of holes. In order to restrain the aura during retreat, the dragon fish robe was almost damaged.

Not long after, Shen Lian returned to normal state, and a halo appeared behind his head.

The halo is composed of martial arts scriptures, and its complexity has obviously increased by more than a little, as if it contains billions of martial arts classics.

[Six Paths Ksitigarbha promoted to Six Paths Tenth Wheel, martial arts points +400]

[Eight Taotie promoted to Eight Ancestor Beast, martial arts points +400]

[Unbounded Corpse Tree promoted to Unbounded Spiritual Root, Martial Arts Points +400]

[Zhen Ru Tan Chan is promoted to Xiantian Blood Lotus, martial arts points +400]

[Tiangang Immortal Fetus is promoted to Tianyi Fetus, martial arts points +400]

"call."

Shen Lian's stopped heart started beating again. He let out a long breath, and a faint smell of blood seeped out and quickly flowed out the door.

Suddenly there was a loud noise and tens of thousands of strong men came over spontaneously.

They couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

The qi and blood emanating from the main hall tasted extremely sweet, even the agar-agar liquid was no better than this, and no one could resist it.

The strong men felt a thrill in their hearts, as if they could achieve immortality if they smelled it one more time.

Soon after, a steady stream of demons from the underworld approached the Dragon Palace in the North Sea, staring at the main hall with eyes drooling.

It doesn't look like a terrestrial immortal at all, the magic herb is just like this.

Click.

The door opens.

Shen Lian came to the door and stretched, allowing his energy and blood to flow back into his pores.

The warriors looked at each other in bewilderment, until the white-haired Hong Changli kowtowed repeatedly, and then they came to their senses. "Immortal!"

"No wonder you guys, get up."

Shen Lian muttered to himself in a complicated way: "Even Tang Monk's flesh cannot compare to mine. Eating a bite can probably add another 3,000 years to my life span."

The funny thing is that his current lifespan is only a little over 20,000 years.

The surging blood turned into rivers, and every drop was comparable to the water from the Milky Way. When it fell into the outside world, it would instantly turn into a pond of blood.

Roar!
A giant face approached the Dragon Palace in the North Sea, and the greed in its eyes was beyond words.

Shen Lian ignored the demons in the underworld and pondered the state of his body and soul. "Unfortunately, the Immortal Profound Art has not undergone eight transformations, so the body is not balanced enough."

"Immortal, the Ghost King..."

The giant face's tongue tentatively stretched into the Dragon Palace of the North Sea. The temptation from Shen Lian's flesh and blood actually overwhelmed the fear of the light.

"fine."

"Who among you five will come? Since you have reached the level of 40,000 years of Taoism, equivalent to earthly immortals, you can't be afraid of a 20,000-year-old demon, right?"

As soon as Shen Lian finished speaking, a crow suddenly appeared on his shoulder.

The crow is completely black, but has a blood-red feather on its head. It looks ordinary at first glance, but there is a hint of mockery in its eyes.

The bone blade at the waist was grinning, and the blade had all kinds of strange animal patterns on it.

The dragon-headed centipede crawled out of the corpse demon's scabbard, hunched its body and looked at the giant face.

Shen Lian took a step forward, and the twelve-grade flesh and blood lotus platform appeared under his feet, and the covered area instantly spread to the entire North Sea Dragon Palace.

"Hehehe, I am good at both offense and defense, right?"

He opened his palms and saw roots growing out of his flesh.

That's right.

From now on, the teleportation tree will no longer rely on the soil, but will parasitize in Shen Lian's body.

It can help Shen Lian eliminate the erosion of demonic aura, and when encountering danger, it becomes easy to escape through the teleportation tree.

The strength of other ghosts and gods has increased dramatically, but they need to be verified one by one later.

Rumble.

The shadows squirmed, and a thousand-meter-long crack opened up on the ground of Dragon Palace.

The giant face was stunned. The North Sea Dragon Palace in front of him turned into a bloody mouth and swallowed everything. The strong resentment filled it. The scene was extremely horrifying.

The upper and lower jaws of the bloody mouth closed.

The giant-faced demon with 20,000 years of Taoism practice had no power to fight back and was crushed to pieces during the chewing.

It can be said that Shen Lian, who possesses five earthly immortals and ghosts, can run rampant in the mortal world except for the Little Leiyin Temple.

Of course, the North Sea Dragon Palace is located in the shallow layer of the underworld, so the dangers are definitely not limited to the giant-faced monster.

Shen Lian patted the bone blade, and then his bloody mouth disappeared into the shadows. The starling yawned boredly and combed its feathers with its wings.

He called out the career panel.

【Shen Lian】

[Realm: Earthly Immortal (Immortal Residence)]

[True Scripture: Martial Arts (Mahayana 5.34%)]

[Martial arts: Changsheng Zhuang (Martial Arts Immortal), Immortal Mysterious Skill (Ksitigarbha Martial Ancestor), Zifu Tempering Method (Mind Like a Torch), Vajra Indestructible Body (Minor Achievement)]

【Points: 2736】

[Seventh-level occupation: Six Paths and Ten Wheels (2.46%)]

[Seventh-level occupation: Eight Ancestral Beasts (1.04%)]

[Seventh-level occupation: Unbounded Spiritual Roots (2.19%)]

[Seventh-level occupation: Innate Blood Lotus (0.95%)]

[Seventh-level occupation: Tianyi Taixin (0.32%)

.........

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows, noticing that the Martial Arts Sutra had been promoted to Mahayana. At the same time, the two martial arts styles inexplicably disappeared from the profession panel.

He was still able to perform the Thousand Arms Fist, and its mysterious power had increased by more than 50%.

"Hiss, is it related to the Martial Arts Scripture?"

Shen Lian waved his hand to signal the strong men to disperse, leaving only Hong Chang standing aside.

Then his soul communicated with the true martial arts scriptures.

After achieving earthly immortality, the martial arts scriptures have become more closely integrated with the body and soul, and the surface of tiny cells are imprinted with scriptures.

When he activated the martial arts scriptures, countless words emerged in his mind.

Every word is an unfamiliar martial art.

Shen Lian had a look of surprise on his face, and secretly used his magical power of wisdom eyes.

【Iron Back Method】

[Created by Sun Dawei, this is a superior horizontal training. After practicing, the back muscles become one, and can ignore attacks from ordinary sharp weapons.]

Shen Lian suddenly realized that all the martial arts in his mind were innovated by martial artists in the world.

Because they practiced the martial arts that they created, their martial arts were naturally recorded in the martial arts classics. Even if they were accidentally lost, they would be discovered again by martial artists inadvertently.

It can be said that as martial arts became more and more prosperous, the martial arts classics also became more valuable.

The Thousand Arms Fist and the Horizontal Sword Style have become part of the martial arts canon. There is no need to spend points to master them, and they can be performed with ease.

"I am the ancestor of martial arts. All martial arts in the world belong to the martial arts classics."

Shen Lian looked at the scriptures for a long time. At least the Martial Arts Scripture was more reliable than the Taoist and Buddhist scriptures. It didn't seem like mosquito larvae or mayflies.

"Hong Changli, what is the current situation in the towns of the Tang Dynasty?"

"Return to the Immortal."

Hong Changli struggled to stand up. After all, he was over a hundred years old. Even though he had entered the seventh level of Dao Infant, his energy and blood had already begun to decline irreversibly.

"For hundreds of years, the Tang Dynasty has enjoyed good weather, peace and prosperity, and martial arts has become a way for everyone to survive and thrive."

Shen Lian was a little surprised. Logically speaking, he had not appeared in the world for more than 300 years. It was impossible for forces like Panhuan Cave to leave Xue Shi alone. Even Jiuling Yuansheng could not hold back with millions of warriors.

He had already prepared for the endless chaos in the Tang Dynasty, and would use thundering means to suppress the villains.

result……

Shen Lian used his fishing ability, and the lotus platform was immediately connected to many statues of gods in the mortal world.

After the lotus platform was promoted to the seventh stage, even if he was in the cave, it would not prevent the statue from attracting demons. The roots of the banyan tree covering the entire Tang Dynasty made the mortal world theoretically impregnable.

Shen Lian swept through all the towns and found that all the immortals and ghosts had practiced Taoism for six thousand years and benefited greatly from absorbing the leaked qi and blood of the warriors.

The towns are bustling with traffic, and even children are at the fourth level of foundation building.

Such a prosperous era is exactly the Tang Dynasty in Shen Lian’s impression.

"The demons in the Tang Dynasty have long been extinct, and no one appears in the caves anymore. The ghost market that opens on the 15th of every month has been closed for more than a hundred years."

After Shen Lian learned about the changes over the past century from the imperial court, he became more and more fearful.

When something is out of the ordinary, there must be something fishy going on!!!

Shen Lian tapped his brow, and his spirit transformed into spiritual light and left his body.

Although the Niwan Palace has not yet been transformed into an immortal palace, the soul has already been contaminated with the special features of the immortal soul and can travel thousands of miles away from the body.

The soul came to the sky above Yingchoujian and scanned the towns in great detail.

Soon, Shen Lian realized something was wrong.

Then the soul went into the Niwan Palace of a fisherman on the seashore, and his soul came into view, among which two of his souls and seven spirits were in the image of the fisherman.

Only the heavenly soul was replaced by a twisted vortex.

"What the hell?"

Shen Lian's face looked grim. Wherever his soul passed, it penetrated into the bodies of mortals one after another. As a result, 99% of the mortals were not exempted.

Their most important soul was stolen at some point.

(End of this chapter)