I can't be a demon.

Chapter 369 Welcome to the Distorted World
"Whirlpool?"

"Why a vortex?"

Shen Lian was completely confused. He felt that after a hundred years of seclusion and sleep, the situation had gotten out of control. Such a method was not like that of the Yellow-browed Buddha at all.

He secretly contacted Mrs. White Bone, but there was no response.

"Eighth Master."

"Gah?"

"Please go to the caves connected to the teleportation tree and see what the current situation is."

The starling gave a disdainful glance, then spread its wings and flew into the roots that emerged from Shen Lian's palm. Because both of them had been promoted to earthly immortals, they could communicate simply even though they were far away.

Not long after, Shen Lian received news from the starling.

Not only the White Bone Lady, but even demons like Ghost Dad have disappeared. There are no alchemists in the caves, but there are twenty or thirty warriors from the Ninth Realm of the Heavenly Palace who are in seclusion in Bibotan.

"This is a big problem. Most of the warriors in the Ninth Realm have been infected by the vortex."

No one in Lion Camel Ridge was spared. Li Zhi and many alchemists were not in the cave. Judging from the traces left behind, it did not seem that they were in danger.

Shen Lian's expression was solemn, and his soul was passing through the bodies of various mortals.

He stared at the vortices of various shapes. It seemed that each person's vortex was slightly different, but he could not find the pattern among them for the time being.

Suddenly, an inexplicable feeling of nausea surged into Shen Lian's heart. The vortex, which was clearly a stationary vortex, began to rotate counterclockwise.

Shen Lian's body, which was a hundred miles away, was actually affected, and the martial arts scriptures moved strangely for no reason.

"Oh shit."

Every word hidden between the flesh, blood and bones began to twist, and seemed to be moving towards the direction of the vortex, which made Shen Lian shudder.

how to say.

The vortex is like a highly contagious disease, and you cannot be immune just by looking at it.

"Back!"

Shen Lian's soul instantly left the mortal body and returned to his physical body in just two or three breaths.

The discomfort brought by the vortex disappeared, as if nothing had happened, and his body and soul were still at their peak as if he had just broken through to the Earth Immortal level.

Shen Lian opened his eyes and walked quickly towards Hong Changli.

Any place where people flow, even the caves, are not immune to the disaster, and most of the Dragon Palace warriors have been contaminated by the vortex.

"Hong Changli, bring all the Dragon Palace warriors..."

"The disciple is here."

Hong Changli stood up respectfully, but Shen Lian stopped where he was after taking a few steps.

Shen Lian frowned slightly, with a hint of astonishment in his eyes. Just now, something strange happened in the Niwan Palace without any warning.

There are scripture-like strokes that outline the vortex bit by bit.

That's right.

A new vortex was born in his Niwan Palace.

Shen Lian's mind was unbalanced, and his nails subconsciously scratched the surface of his skin.

He looked down and saw that the wound was also an irregular arc. He felt extremely nauseous and uncomfortable, and his soul almost collapsed.

"Fairy!"

Just as Hong Changli was about to step forward, Shen Lian stretched out his hand to stop him.

Then, dazzling Buddha light burst out from Shen Lian's body, and lotus flowers bloomed one after another. The halo behind him turned into a bodhi tree.

Hong Changli's pupils shrank slightly, and the other strong men fell to the ground.

They only felt that Shen Lian had become extremely sacred, as if the Buddha was alive. Some people burst into tears and were willing to die for Shen Lian immediately.

Shen Lian groaned, and activated his Buddhist wisdom for the first time since ending his retreat.

After the Seven Treasures Buddha Bones were reborn, they have been promoted to the [Prajna Buddha Body]. One can vaguely see scriptures emerging on the surface of the bones.

The Prajna Buddha body did not allow the vortex in the Niwan Palace to take shape completely.

However, Shen Lian realized that the Prajna Buddha body was only a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution. The vortex was more difficult to deal with than he had imagined. Who knew whether it originated from the Yellow-browed Buddha.

Shen Lian knew that he could not hesitate any longer and secretly called out his career panel.

[Do you want to consume 1216 points to advance to martial arts: Vajra Indestructible Body (Great Accomplishment)]

"determine."

Click click click.

The sound of bones colliding was endless. After all, the indestructible body was Monkey King's skill, and the noise made during his promotion was extremely exaggerated.

Shen Lian endured the severe pain and felt his body and soul suppress the vortex.

next moment.

boom.

Shen Lian exploded into minced meat, not only the flesh, blood and bones of his body and soul, but even the three souls and seven spirits that made up his primordial spirit were scattered.

The strong men were all stunned, and the Dragon Palace in the North Sea fell into deathly silence.

Just when the Vajra Indestructible Body was completed, the scattered fragments of body and soul hung in the air, and then gathered together in one place for no reason.

In a moment, Shen Lian's complete body and soul were pieced together again.

Shen Lian's expression returned to calm. The characteristic of the Vajra Indestructible Body is that every time a person is promoted, his body will be reshaped.

However, the previous breakthrough was not so thorough.

"The physical body has grown by 30%, which is much worse than expected."

"Fortunately, the vortex in the Niwan Palace no longer poses a threat, but I am not sure whether it will continue to worsen in the future."

Shen Lian looked at his body and soul carefully and discovered that a tiny part of his understanding of martial arts had been erased.

He glanced at his career panel and realized that the vortex was far from being explained by a curse.

[True Scripture: Martial Arts (Mahayana 4.34%)]

First of all, the experience progress of the Martial Arts Sutra was reduced by one percent. You know, the experience of the Mahayana Sutra is more difficult to accumulate than that of the seventh-level profession.

At the same time, two more lines of garbled characters appeared on the career panel.

【True Scripture: ** (Hinayana 0.36%)】

It is obvious that the unknown scripture was brought by the vortex. As a Hinayana Buddhist scripture, it can suppress the martial arts scripture. Its origin is definitely not simple.

It is very likely that the vortex is involved in a catastrophe of heaven and earth.

Shen Lian stared at the Niwan Palace and tried to activate the unknown scripture but to no avail.

The vortex was like a speck of dirt on a piece of white paper, extremely weird.

The only thing to be thankful for is that through communication with the unknown scriptures, at least one thing can be confirmed: the source of the vortex is deep in the ruins of the Heavenly Palace.

He was a little bit unbelievable. What on earth had happened during the hundred years of sleep and seclusion?
"It's most likely the Little Leiyin Temple was responsible. Apart from the Yellow-browed Buddha, it's hard to imagine anyone else causing such horrific harm."

Shen Lian was completely confused. There was almost nothing unusual about a mortal who lacked a heavenly soul.

Logically speaking, the Heavenly Soul is the most important of the three souls and seven spirits. If the Heavenly Soul is damaged, the person may become a walking corpse at best, or even die at worst.

Shen Lian thought for a long time and looked at Hong Changli.

"Hong Changli."

"The disciple is here."

"My retreat has ended, and it's almost time for me to leave. Although I will occasionally pay attention to the North Sea Dragon Palace, I'm afraid I won't come here often."

Shen Lian patted Hong Changli on the shoulder and said, "The North Sea Dragon Palace will be under your jurisdiction."

Hong Changli said in embarrassment: "My Immortal, my disciple's life span is coming to an end, and the huge North Sea Dragon Palace is probably powerless."

"It doesn't matter."

Shen Lian took out the ghost gourd and shook it, and a drop of medicinal wine fell into Hong Changli's mouth.

Hong Changli could not hide his surprise. Then his hair and beard turned dark black, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared. He turned from an old man into a middle-aged man.

"Thank you for the blessing, Immortal!!!"

Shen Lian nodded, and his soul communicated with the teleportation tree.

The roots broke out of the palm of his hand and wrapped around his body in an instant.

When Hong Changli looked up, Shen Lian had disappeared.

Shen Lian did not go to the reality. Regardless of the fact that the vortex was most likely related to Huang Mei Lao Shi, the latter's strength had obviously become more terrifying.

The sun in the mortal world has become the incarnation of the Yellow-browed Buddha, and it is difficult to deal with it. Shen Lian simply pointed directly at the ruins of the Heavenly Palace.

In any case, at least we need to find out the truth about Xiao Leiyin Temple first.

Demons like Ghost Daddy are likely trapped in the ruins of Heaven as well.

As soon as Shen Lian entered the Heavenly Palace ruins with the help of the teleportation tree, he felt a very subtle feeling, as if he was recalling his first time stepping into the depths of the underworld.

wrong.

It's not an illusion.

.........

The gray clouds seemed to be about to fall, and dense forests covered the mountaintops.

There are temples located in the woods, and the old houses are mottled due to the erosion of time, with moss climbing wantonly on the walls and eaves.

Compared with the vibrant environment around it, it seems out of place.

A dozen monks gathered in the open space at the entrance of the village.

Because it was getting dark, I couldn't see their faces clearly. I only knew that they were wearing tattered clothes and their voices were extremely distorted.

The moonlight broke through the clouds, and they could vaguely be seen surrounding a clay Buddha statue.

"It is not self-generated, other-generated, self-other-generated, born from nature, born at the right time, born from nature, or born without cause. These are external causes..."

They were praying, clearly reciting Buddhist scriptures for a good harvest, but the distortion in their tone made it seem a bit weird.

"I'm coming!!"

“It’s a gift from Buddha!!!”

Just as he finished speaking, the wind started to blow and clouds began to surge in the mountains, and a huge shadow flashed across the clouds.

If you look closely, you can find that the giant shadow in the clouds seems to be a big hand, a thousand meters long, with extremely twisted joints.

pat pat pat.

There were sporadic sounds of heavy objects falling from the clouds.

Seeing this, the monks threw their heads to the ground and shouted, "Harvest the food!"
The next moment, twenty or thirty corpses fell from the sky and landed directly around the Buddha statue. Their heads were bleeding and the stench was pungent.

Not all of the corpses were dead. Occasionally, two or three of them had their hands and feet twitching slightly.

Shen Lian opened his eyes in the pile of corpses. He did not expect to enter the ruins of Heaven in this way. He immediately felt that his body and soul were unable to function.

It is just like being in the depths of the underworld, where the current strength is only 40% to 50% of its peak strength.

"ah."

Shen Lian was reminded by Dragon Fish Robe, who sensed Xiao Xitian's aura.

Huang Mei Lao Shi repeated the same mistake again. The rules of the current Tianting ruins are likely to be similar to those in the depths of the underworld, composed of layers of reincarnation.

"The ruins of the Heavenly Palace have turned into a giant memory, which can also be called a cave."

Shen Lian suspected that the Yellow-browed Buddha had some encounter in the ruins of the Heavenly Palace, and the vortex should be the product of the great catastrophe of heaven and earth.

“Close your eyes! Close your eyes!!”

"kindness?"

Shen Lian heard someone talking not far away and couldn't help but turn his head to look.

I saw a man hiding in the pile of corpses. His realm was at the eighth level of the divine wandering realm. Due to falling from a high place, all the bones in his limbs were broken.

This person seemed to be from the Eight Tribes of Ghost City, and had an intention in coming to the ruins of Heaven.

"Constrain your aura. Next, they will place us in front of the Buddha statue for seven days of sacrifice. Within seven days, we will be able to comprehend the wisdom of Xiao Xitian!"

Xiao Xitian, it is indeed the Yellow-browed Old Buddha.

The monks gathered around one after another, and the man's vital signs gradually faded, and he remained motionless in a state of suspended animation.

Only at this moment did Shen Lian see the monk's appearance clearly. He couldn't help but feel his heart tremble wildly, and the vortex in the Niwan Palace almost got out of control again.

Every monk that came into view was in a distorted shape.

Not only were the bones of his entire body bent clockwise, the position of his facial features were also distorted, and his pupils formed a strange vortex.

As they walked, they seemed to be spinning.

The old abbot in the lead saw the pile of corpses and said with relief: "Buddha bless us, this blessing is definitely enough for us to practice the pile method."

Martial arts?

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows, with a hint of absurdity in his eyes.

The monks didn't have any signs of martial arts training, and they weren't even normal people, as if a gust of wind would make them fall to their death.

The old abbot put his hands together and signaled others to carry the body.

"The human food will be distributed after seven days of salvation."

He looked around, licked his lips and added: "I am about to condense the relic, so I am shamelessly asking for 80% of the human food."

"When I achieve the status of a gurusara, we will be able to get more responses from the Buddha."

The monks were somewhat dissatisfied, but still nodded in agreement: "As it should be, Abbot Liaoran, you have superb standing skills and strong Qi and blood. It is only a matter of time before you achieve the position of Jialan."

Shen Lian didn't understand what they were talking about.

Excellent standing practice? Strong Qi and blood?

They are just a bunch of old, weak and sick people. What kind of Buddhism are they practicing?

The monk noticed Shen Lian standing up and shouted in surprise: "Abbot Liaoran! There is a person still alive, and his injuries are not serious. He can be sacrificed to the Great Buddha!!!"

"Good good."

Abbot Liao Ran said quickly: "Quickly subdue him! Don't let him escape into the forest!!"

All the monks stepped forward at the same time, raising their arms in unison, emanating a faint energy and blood mixed with an almost invisible strength.

Shen Lian stood there motionless with a strange expression.

Judging from the surface, the monk is not even a martial artist at the fourth level of foundation building. At best, he is just a child who has been exposed to martial arts for one or two days.

Shen Lian was very familiar with their fighting postures.

"Is it the Arhat Fist, the entry-level form of the Thousand Arms Fist?"

The manas produces palpitations.

It's not a warning, but the manas is reminding itself that those twisted monks are not simple, and the ruins of heaven are not simple either.

bang bang bang...

As the monks pressed their hands downward, a sound of breaking air was heard for no apparent reason.

It was as if they really mastered the Arhat Fist.

Shen Lian looked down and saw a faint palm print on the sole of his feet. The edge of his dragon fish robe was affected and a corner of the robe was rolled into a vortex shape.

Then, a series of invisible Arhat Fists came towards him.

Smoke and dust filled the air.

The man who had given a warning earlier narrowed his eyes quietly and continued to pretend to be dead when he saw this situation.

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid that as a newcomer, I don't know the rules of Xiaoxitian. These monks who believe in Xiaoxitian are more difficult to deal with than each other."

The man had just thought about it when he noticed that Shen Lian's figure was still standing straight in the smoke and dust.

"Impossible! His flesh and bones should have been twisted to death!"

The smoke dispersed.

Shen Lian's face was uncertain, and a vortex of scriptures appeared between his eyebrows.

He sees things completely differently.

The monk's vision was distorted clockwise, and the vortex scripture caused the vision to distort counterclockwise. After canceling each other out, the deformed appearance became normal.

And from the vortex's perspective, each of the monks had rich blood and energy, a faint glow all over their bodies, and their facial features were solemn.

It is true that their aura is that of martial arts, and their realm is around the eighth level of the divine realm.

Shen Lian activated the martial arts scriptures and saw through the monks' martial arts realm at a glance, it was fake and their Arhat Fist was not even at the entry level.

It seems like it's just pretending, but it's already so real that it's hard to tell the difference.

“Confusing truth and falsehood!!!”

The real warriors' strength is greatly reduced, and the fake warriors can perform martial arts out of thin air.

In this distorted Xiao Xitian, even the concepts of truth and falsehood have become distorted.

(End of this chapter)