I can't be a demon.

Chapter 383: Visiting the Underworld with the Banyan Tree

The collapse of Xiaoxitian caused three years of drought and no rain in the Tang Dynasty. Fortunately, the underground rivers were full of water vapor, which prevented the people from suffering.

Yanliang Town.

More than three hundred years have passed, and this small town nestled between mountains and rivers has changed a lot.

Today, Yanliang Town has become the intersection of the north and the south. The permanent population once approached one million, and there were countless caravans traveling back and forth every day.

At the same time, the Wuzu Temple is very popular, and everyone who comes and goes will kowtow to the statue of Zhong Kui.

The largest Wuzu Temple in the area is located on Hefeng Street. Yes, the descendants of the waiter ultimately failed to preserve the business.

Not long ago, the pawnshop was converted into a temple for worshiping Wuzu and the mountain god.

Squeak.

The old temple keeper saw that it was getting dark, so he started to close the gate. He was followed by a dozen children aged four or five, all of whom were learning martial arts in the temple.

"Master, I heard from my father that the Martial Ancestor lived here hundreds of years ago."

The old temple keeper scratched his head and said, "Xiao Fan, Wu Zu is a deposed immortal from heaven. How could he live in the market like us mortals? Moreover, the temple used to be a pawnshop for pledging items."

"Oh."

Xiao Fan looked disappointed, causing the other children to laugh.

The old temple keeper watched them playing with each other with a smile, then walked into the main hall alone and wiped the unprepossessing statue of Wuzu.

"Martial arts, martial arts, it's really something I can't understand."

"It is said that three hundred years ago, martial arts were extremely prosperous. The Martial Ancestor taught martial arts in various places and helped us mortals suppress demons and monsters."

"But now..."

The old temple keeper shook his head, having heard rumors from the outside world.

For some unknown reason, the martial arts seemed to be inexplicably interrupted. The Eighth Realm of Divine Wandering had not appeared for two or three hundred years. Even in the Tang Dynasty, the Seventh Realm of Dao Infant was becoming increasingly rare.

In addition, the high-level warriors have been in seclusion for hundreds of years, and the current Tang Dynasty...

The old temple keeper heaved a long sigh. Although there was no threat from demons, war was brewing within the Tang Dynasty and various forces were recruiting soldiers.

Alas, I wonder how long the peaceful days can last.

"Father, how long ago was the temple built?"

The old temple keeper was stunned, then turned his head in surprise and saw a man with his back to him, looking at the statue of Martial Ancestor.

"You... the temple is closed, don't disturb Master Wu Zu."

"The statue is well made. Old man, how long ago was the temple built?"

Shen Lian repeated his question, and the old temple keeper answered for some reason: "Yes... more than a year ago. I was transferred from Qingfeng Temple in the west of the city, and I have also been recognized by the government."

"What a pity, this place was originally owned by my family."

Shen Lian was not angry or humiliated.

He did not report anything to the government before he went into seclusion in the Dragon Palace. As time went by, things and people changed. It is estimated that he, the Martial Ancestor, has been deified.

The old temple keeper hesitated and said, "This is the residence of the mountain god. It was under the mountain god tree that the martial ancestor once taught the true meaning of martial arts."

"Hahaha."

"Yeah, I do like doing thankless things."

"what?"

The old temple keeper dropped the rag in his hand, and saw Shen Lian's profile through the candlelight.

How could he not know, having served Martial Ancestor for more than fifty years, that Shen Lian and the statue of Martial Ancestor were actually four or five points similar, especially the spirit and the sleepy crow on its shoulder.

"you you you……"

The old temple keeper didn't know what to say, his mind was blank.

A child sniffed and ran into the main hall. He noticed the motionless old temple keeper and quickly reached out to wake him up, "Master, Master."

When the old temple priest returned, Shen Lian had disappeared.

He hurried to the statue and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Master Wu Zu! Master Wu Zu! You must have appeared because you heard what I said and are dissatisfied with the current situation in the Tang Dynasty."

The old temple keeper was also a man who knew how to handle things, and he informed the authorities without hesitation.

soon.

Rumors about the apparition of Wu Zu spread like wildfire, but they only added a little more to the incense, after all, only the old temple keeper saw it.

Smoke of war is still rising everywhere. The evil spirits' disasters have subsided, but human disasters are lurking.

"One drink and one peck, could it be a predestined decision?"

Shen Lian sat cross-legged on top of the banyan tree, looking at the blooming Yanliang Town, holding the bag of harvested human seeds in his palm and constantly refining them.

Compared with the quality of acquired things, the trouble of the backlash from the human race bag is not worth mentioning.

Moreover, only by refining this treasure can he release the thousands of souls within it and allow the world's martial arts to return to the right track.

You know, the reason why it is difficult for warriors to break through the Eight Realms of Divine Wandering is because they are born with incomplete souls.

Race bags are indeed terrifying.

Even newborn babies will have their souls taken away silently.

After finishing the Yao Chi, Shen Lian did not rush back to the mortal world. He had been helping the Eight Tribes of Ghost Market to re-establish their Taoist tradition and exploring the ruins of the old Heavenly Palace.

It turned out that there were only a few ruins at the end of the ghost market, and most of them were missing.

The only incomplete memories that remain are almost fruitless, which is quite regrettable. However, it also indirectly shows that after the Peach Banquet, those immortals and gods all chose to refine the scriptures.

The eight righteous gods were seriously injured and went into seclusion, but fortunately their lives are not in danger.

"call."

The refining process of the human race bag is extremely slow, and the fragments of the immortal soul need to be fed to the acquired things.

Shen Lian skillfully split the immortal soul and found that the human bag did not make greedy demands, so he felt relieved and devoted his energy to practicing.

After being replenished with a large amount of scriptures, his main acupoints have been branded.

Only some minor details remain of the secondary acupoints.

Half a step away from the [Xian Zang].

Shen Lian planned to upgrade his immortal organs before heading to the Western Lingshan Mountain. He would then proceed with his practice step by step and look for the immortal veins at the same time.

He narrowed his eyes and immediately received Li Zhi's message.

The message Li Zhi brought was brief.

"The rebellion has been quelled in various parts of the Tang Dynasty, and the Li family's royal family has been smoothly replaced."

Shen Lian nodded slightly. Although he didn't want to interfere with the operation of the Tang Dynasty and didn't mind the change of dynasties, the disaster originated from Huang Mei after all.

Before leaving, he decided to extend the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty for another 500 years.

Shen Lian continued to practice, and before he knew it, another ten years had passed. The scenery on the top of the banyan tree had hardly changed, but Yanliang Town had expanded.

Bang bang bang.

There were muffled sounds coming from 365 main acupoints.

Following closely behind are 5,763 secondary acupoints. After being imprinted with scriptures, each acupoint will generate scriptures on its own.

Shen Lianshui broke through the bottleneck naturally.

[Realm: Earthly Immortal (Immortal Organ)]

Next, branding the immortal organs will undoubtedly be more cumbersome, especially the three immortal bone hearts. It can be anticipated that a lot of time will be wasted.

"I can no longer go any further in this world, and my manas is also throbbing."

Shen Lian pinched his brows. The danger sensed by his manas was most likely from the upper realm. The longer he stayed in the mortal world, the greater the possibility that the martial arts scriptures would be exposed. He had to leave as soon as possible.

"It's time for the final martial arts training." He stood up with a smile, pointing one hand to the sky and the other to the ground.

"Warriors, listen to my orders!!!"

Not only in Yanliang Town, but all towns within the Tang Dynasty could hear the whispers, all of which were emitted by the statue of Wuzu in the local temple.

The old temple priest danced with joy, "I was right, the Martial Ancestor has arrived!!"

A martial arts golden statue over a hundred meters tall appeared next to the banyan tree. After a brief silence fell over the Yanshan area, all the mortals fell to their knees.

The story about Wu Zu's preaching is already known to everyone, so they knew that the immortal fate was coming.

Before long, all mortals in the Tang Dynasty were aware of the Martial Ancestor's teachings, and the streets and alleys were filled with people sitting cross-legged, chanting scriptures.

The martial arts scriptures spread out, and the entire Tang Dynasty was within Shen Lian's grasp.

"go."

The human bag fell on top of his head.

After more than ten years of refining, Shen Lian still only controls 45% of the human race bag, and can hardly bring out even one-tenth or one-twelfth of the acquired things.

But just one-tenth or one-twelve of them are enough to be comparable to the most precious treasures.

The human bag shook.

The countless souls trapped inside scrambled to escape, most of them disappeared into the horizon through the connection with their physical bodies, and a few souls whose physical bodies had already died scattered like fireworks.

Shen Lian watched the beautiful scene while flipping through the martial arts scriptures.

True death is being forgotten by time, but martial arts scriptures can record the traces of warriors, even if it is only a tiny bit of understanding.

Shen Lian could also hear those old men at the seventh level of Dao Infant crying with their faces covered.

They knew that their souls were missing and thought that they would never be promoted again. Unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better and their martial arts were back on track! !
All the warriors wanted to see Shen Lian, but the teaching had already begun quietly.

First I felt dizzy and hot.

The martial arts scriptures infect mortals in the form of germs, and complicated lines appear on the warriors' skin surface, and all kinds of martial arts are suddenly solved.

“In this way, every generation of mortals will be born with the ability to refine martial arts scriptures, and at the age of two or three, they will be able to step into the fourth stage of foundation building, and everyone will be like a dragon!!”

Shen Lian couldn't help laughing, and his extremely rich blood and energy dyed the sky red.

The scene of warriors practicing together, as if the mortal world has become their own place of practice, even a ten thousand year old demon would be severely damaged by its blood and qi.

"happy!"

“If it weren’t for the great calamity of heaven and earth, my martial arts would be enough to dominate the world, and even shake the status of the Heavenly Palace and Lingshan Mountain, making all the immortals and Buddhas bow down to me. It would be worth my trip to the Journey to the West!”

Of course, if the catastrophe of heaven and earth had not caused the collapse of the world of Journey to the West, the moment martial arts became popular, the immortals and Buddhas would have probably stepped in to suppress it.

Now that the immortals and Buddhas are busy taking care of themselves, the martial arts have a chance to catch their breath.

Shen Lian's progress in studying the martial arts scriptures increased by 2%. Once the warrior's soul was complete, all his insights poured into the scriptures in the Niwan Palace.

There were even thirty-nine golden body techniques that were born.

Shen Lian looked surprised.

The golden body techniques created by mortals are not extremely mysterious. Many of them are achieved by visualizing the five elements of nature and birds and beasts.

He integrated into the Golden Body of Martial Arts without consuming any points. The changes in the Longevity Posture were not significant, but there would definitely be significant improvements after accumulating strength.

"Next, we will formulate the rules for the mortal world."

Shen Lian had been considering it for a long time and discussed it with Zuo Yan and others before finally finalizing the plan.

He communicated with the lotus platform, and the 14,647 statues of the Martial Ancestor in the Tang Dynasty emitted light, and then gradually became restrained.

The range of the fishing power was greatly reduced, basically only half a meter around the statue.

With the offerings from mortals, the range of the fishing magic will continue to increase, but

Shen Lian was not going to kill all the demons.

On the one hand, demons are reduced to experience as soon as they are born, and their cultivation is less than a hundred years, so they are simply unable to provide experience for seventh-level professions.

On the other hand, the Tang Dynasty needed demons to check and balance it.

Making demons extinct does not mean that mortals can live and work in peace. It will only foster ambitions and lead to wars where separation will eventually lead to reunion and reunion will eventually lead to separation.

It is better to raise a tiger to cause trouble than to commit suicide yourself.

Civilians have the protection of towns and villages, so their lives will not be greatly affected.

Shen Lian patted the banyan tree, and the latter's roots began to retract.

Rumble.

Strange phenomena occurred in several caves that were on good terms with Shen Lian. Groups of demons were active in the wild mountains and wilderness, and the air was filled with the aura of demons.

After completing all this, the martial arts training was nearing completion, and warriors were promoted to the Eighth Realm of Divine Travel one after another.

Shen Lian's temples were throbbing, and the warning from his manas became more and more obvious.

"The mortal world will be exposed sooner or later. Even if I make the martial arts extinct, it is inevitable. It is better to use the martial arts to replenish the martial arts scriptures."

"But if you can delay it for a while, then delay it for a while."

Shen Lian tapped the teleportation tree on Fangcun Mountain, and its roots spread instead of the banyan tree. Any warrior from the Tang Dynasty who set foot in the Ninth Realm would be pulled into the cave.

Fangcun Mountain is isolated from the world, and Patriarch Bodhi is not in it, so it is relatively hidden.

Shen Lian’s consciousness swept across Fangcun Mountain.

On the misty island, dozens of figures were already setting up a dojo. They were all familiar faces, Zuo Yan, Shen Hansheng, Zhu Yihong, Li Zhi...

As well as the ghost girl and jade rabbit playing on the shore, the two silly fish lying flat on the sea, and many immortal ghosts also came to Fangcun Mountain to follow in the practice.

Unfortunately, Bai Haibo died of old age two hundred years ago.

Bai Haibo had enough resources, but the barrier of transformation from a mortal to an immortal was not easy to pass. Every time he tried to advance, he was plagued by demons in his heart. Later, he just started to watch.

He had many children and grandchildren before his death and had no regrets in his life.

"As long as I find a medium to the Western Spiritual Mountain, I can travel back and forth between the two worlds, and the human immortal warriors of Fangcun Mountain will not be short of manpower."

"Let's go. We can't linger any longer. The right thing to do is to go to Lingshan and find out the truth."

Kaka! !
There was a loud noise.

The banyan tree rises tall from the ground, its branches blocking out the sun.

"A tree demon with a cultivation of 40,000 years can adapt to any harsh environment. It is a portable cave comparable to an acquired creature."

As soon as it left the soil, the banyan tree began to grow rapidly in size, and it stopped only when it was over 500 meters. Shen Lian stood on the leaves like an ant.

The gap is replaced by branches of more than ten meters. On the surface, the so-called mountain god is no longer mysterious, but an ancient banyan tree that grows a thousand meters.

"After three or four hundred years, I'm afraid no one will believe in the rumors about mountain gods."

Shen Lian leaned over and crawled into the banyan tree hole. The entrance of the hole healed immediately, and the inside was connected in all directions, divided into rooms with different functions.

Whoosh.

The banyan tree disappeared into the horizon at a speed inconsistent with its size.

Not long after, the warriors woke up one by one. They had not discovered the drastic changes in the Tang Dynasty yet. They only knew that practicing martial arts would hopefully allow them to ascend to heaven in broad daylight.

In the next hundred years, there will be a hundred schools of thought in martial arts.

All kinds of geniuses emerged one after another, and innovations in martial arts were no longer uncommon. They were not restricted by the government and established their own schools everywhere.

Shen Lian has already passed through Lion Camel Ridge and entered the underworld.

In the pitch-black darkness, Banyan Tree had no idea which direction to go and could only wander around following Shen Lian's vague instructions.

All Shen Lian relied on was the faint guidance from his visualization of the Heavenly Dao at Lingshan Mountain.

Fortunately, after five years of practice, he had countless roots that entangled any approaching demons, and the endless supply of elixirs was too much to eat.

(End of this chapter)