I can't be a demon.

Chapter 96 The World's No. Warrior

"interesting."

Shen Lian stood at the window with great interest, watching the Jinwu Guards in the house.

His heart almost stopped and he looked just like an ordinary person.

The Jinwu Guard was unaware that others were looking at him.

In fact, Shen Lian's method is much more covert than any secret technique of concealing breath. After all, no matter how ordinary Jinwu Guards try to cover up, there is always an indelible demonic smell on their bodies.

"Hahaha……"

The Jinwu Guards laughed uncontrollably, holding the [pig sand] taken out from the stomachs of the three corpses.

Pig gizzard looks like a gallbladder covered with spikes.

As the Jinwu Guard's spiritual consciousness refined it, the pig sand actually turned into a large amount of internal force and returned to the Dantian. The internal force was slightly turbid, but it came from the same origin.

"It turned out to be a scapegoat, affected by the taboo of Gao's martial arts school and growing pig sand."

Shen Lian glanced at the three disemboweled corpses, whose appearance was no different from that of the Jinwu Guards.

The corpses were transformed from scapegoats. The Jinwu Guards did not kill them completely, but only took out the pig sand in their bodies that helped to improve their cultivation.

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes, having realized the usefulness of the Gao family martial arts school's taboos. He believed that the bottleneck of his inner alchemy could indeed be solved in the martial arts school.

After Jinwuwei digested three pieces of pig sand, his internal strength increased slightly.

At the same time, the three-headed scapegoat also absorbed the qi and blood of the Jinwu Guards in disguised form through pig sand.

People and ghosts each take what they need.

The Jinwu Guard could not suppress his joy, his chest heaving violently, and then he hung the scapegoat back on the beam of the martial arts hall.

The scapegoat slowly recovered from his injuries, and new pig sand was growing in his stomach.

Jinwuwei muttered to himself: "The seven-headed scapegoat shouldn't be a big problem. Well, we have to give it a try even if it's risky..."

"When the rest of the Jinwu Guards of the Tianpeng Sutra come to Yongcui Street, the opportunity to run the Gao family martial arts school will no longer be for me, a lone man."

It would take a hundred days for the scapegoat to grow pig sand again. If he could refine twenty or thirty pig sands, he was confident that he could reach the second level of Yuan Dan.

The Jinwu Guards gritted their teeth and cut the ropes around the necks of the seven corpses.

pat.

As soon as the scapegoat fell, he stood in the martial arts hall in a strange posture.

They stared blankly at the Jinwu Guards, and then began to actively imitate their movements, except that their stiff hands and feet made them look a little awkward.

The scapegoat's flesh and bones squirmed.

His appearance gradually became closer to that of the Jinwu Guards, with malice revealed in his originally turbid eyes, and a similar aura of internal energy emanating from his body.

The scapegoat will deliberately imitate a living person, and in Gao's martial arts school he will imitate the cultivation level.

The seven scapegoats all have a hundred years of Taoist practice, and their every move is indistinguishable from those of the Jinwu Guards.

The Jinwu Guard was a little nervous, and used his inner strength to activate his secret technique, causing his fat to swell like air.

In a moment, it turned into a 400-pound monster with a pig's head and a human body. It used its internal strength to empower its body and stared at the scapegoat as if it were facing a formidable enemy.

He knew that Gao's martial arts school's scapegoat could only be defeated by taking out the pig sand.

If he died, he would become a scapegoat hanging in the martial arts hall, and would never be reborn.

"Protect the vital points and concentrate your internal energy to kill one first..."

"Hey, bro."

"By the way, have a few scapegoats from Gao's martial arts gym ever escaped before?"

The Jinwu Guard was stunned and looked towards the door with an incredible look, only to see Shen Lian squatting lazily, looking like he was watching a good show.

"you……"

The Jinwu Guards took a deep breath.

At first glance, Shen Lian is just an ordinary mortal, but this is Gao Laozhuang, and Yongcui Street is deep in Gao Laozhuang.

Even if a mortal accidentally entered, it would be impossible for him to reach Yongcui Street alive.

The Jinwu Guards discovered some clues.

Shen Lian's steps were steady and his qi and blood were restrained. Although he had no internal strength, he was not affected at all by the resentment of Gao's martial arts school.

"It should be the strongman that Zuo Qianhu and his men brought when they came to Gao Laozhuang."

"At least a warrior of the fifth level of Xiantian."

The Jinwu Guard reminded in a deep voice: "You can't stay in Gao's martial arts hall for long. The corpses hanging in the house are all transformed from ghosts..."

He paused for a few breaths, thinking that Shen Lian was still young and it was a pity that he died in Gao's martial arts school.

"I am Tian Xian, a captain of the Jinwu Guard. Please retreat to the courtyard and keep watch. When we leave, I will take you back to the tailor shop."

Tian Xian noticed that Shen Lian never showed any fear even when he heard about ghosts.

"Master Tian, ​​please take care of yourself first, they are coming."

As soon as Shen Lian finished speaking, seven scapegoats pounced towards Tian Xian, biting his flesh with their sharp teeth and swallowing it into their stomachs.

Tian Xian groaned, and used his fat body to serve as the scapegoat.

Shen Lian walked into the martial arts hall as if no one was around, muttering to himself, "Tian Xian's inner strength is related to Zhu Bajie, and the secret technique he performed is also a bit like Zhu Bajie's."

In his impression, Zhu Bajie also had similar magical powers to control the heavens and the earth.

Bang bang bang.

One man and seven ghosts were fighting non-stop.

Shen Lian looked around the corpses in the martial arts hall and found that the scapegoats were dressed differently.

The century-old scapegoat released by Tian Xian was wearing a gray-black robe without any patterns. He seemed to be a [registered disciple] of Gao's martial arts school.

The scapegoat who has practiced Taoism for five hundred years has a robe decorated with landscape patterns and is a [direct disciple].

As for the scapegoat of the thousand-year-old Taoist master [Coach Zhou], he was not in the martial arts hall.

"The higher the level of the scapegoat, the more obvious the effect of the pig sand will be."

Shen Lian stretched, picked up the ghost gourd, drank some wine, and watched Tian Xian, occasionally stuffing a handful of poisonous grass into his mouth to promote his practice of horizontal training.

The four-door horizontal training has been completed to a small extent. I think it will be completed smoothly after eating the poisonous grass in the fruit core.

He also practiced the Three-door Stance Method at the same time, and there was strength flowing through his meridians, and he had unknowingly reached the level of initial insight. "I hope the scapegoat can imitate the inner alchemy technique, otherwise it will all be in vain."

Hiccup.

Shen Lian drank up the medicinal wine and took a few pills from the ghost gourd.

He felt the power of the medicine nourishing his body and soul. The size of the Yuandan became much larger than when he was just promoted. Once it was completely transformed into a solid entity, he would be able to step into the second realm.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Tian Xian was covered in blood, and he relied on taking powerful medicine to severely injure the seven scapegoats. Fortunately, as long as he could harvest pig sand, his injuries would not be a big deal.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked for Shen Lian's figure out of the corner of his eye.

"You should leave Gao's martial arts gym as soon as possible. A strong man can easily attract the attention of ghosts. It is safer to go to Yongcui Street at midnight before Ying Zhenjun arrives. I can guide you in the right direction..."

pat.

There was a sound of a rope breaking.

Tian Xian's hair stood on end as he noticed that a scapegoat with five hundred years of Taoist practice had fallen to the ground, and resentment surged in the martial arts hall.

"You you, are you looking for death?!!"

Shen Lian stood half a meter away, and had already retracted all his strength into his dantian.

Only the aura of three inner elixirs remained.

The scapegoat imitated the inner alchemy technique, and soon a faint force emanated from him, and he couldn't wait to tear Shen Lian into pieces.

Tian Xian's pupils shrank slightly.

He cursed inwardly a few times. The scapegoat with five hundred years of Taoism was different. After eating the strong man, if his appetite was still not satisfied, he would most likely turn his attention to himself.

"You must be crazy, coming to Gao Laozhuang to seek death!!!"

Tian Xian endured the severe pain and climbed up, planning to leave the martial arts hall immediately. No matter how important resources were, they were not as important as one's life and property.

The scapegoat has begun to move, and a strong sense of resentment is overwhelming.

Tian Xian looked at the strong man, who was standing there motionless, obviously frightened by facing the five hundred year old ghost.

"Don't bring trouble upon yourself..."

Clang.

An extremely bright knife light flashed by.

Tian Xian is over 40 years old. He was once a warrior, but he was able to break away from the identity of a strong man only after he entered the Tianpeng Sutra by chance.

He had never seen such a level of swordsmanship.

Perhaps the other Jinwu Guards could be mistaken and think that the swordsmanship was enhanced by secret techniques, but Tian Xian understood that it was the ultimate martial arts that was close to the Tao! !

The true meaning of martial arts!!!

Nowadays, all warriors are strong men, and they have all become blood-eating and flesh-eating baits to attract demons.

It has been a long time since the true meaning of martial arts appeared. Not only does it require a talent that is one in a million, but it also requires a focused mindset towards martial arts.

Ever since Tian Xian started learning the Tianpeng Sutra, even though he practiced martial arts from time to time to nourish his mind, his boxing and palm skills have obviously deteriorated, and he has to rely entirely on his internal strength to exert his power.

The resentment came to an abrupt end.

"How is it possible that there is a warrior who can...fight a five-hundred-year-old demon?"

The scapegoat's head was pointed towards the sky, and the incision was extremely smooth.

Tian Xian subconsciously touched his neck. The true meaning of martial arts gave him an illusion of being in the scene, as if his head had already chopped off.

"hey-hey."

The tip of the bone blade picked up a piece of pig sand.

Shen Lian sheathed his sword, and the pig sand fell lightly into his hand. He then tried to refine it through his spiritual sense, and immediately the pig sand shrank little by little.

An unfamiliar three-strength force surged into the lower dantian.

【Three Inner Elixirs (First Look)】

“It’s really useful.”

However, pig sand is not without disadvantages. The three forces generated by ghosts are extremely turbid and mixed with a hint of resentment.

If Shen Lian used pig sand to help improve his main practice of Yin Yang Qi Posture, it would not only affect his foundation, but would also pollute his Yuan Dan.

Three inner elixirs are fine.

What he wanted was to achieve perfection in the art of inner alchemy. All other shortcomings could be forgiven, and at most he would just have to spend some energy to eliminate the resentment.

Tian Xian came back to his senses and belatedly noticed Shen Lian's exposed spiritual consciousness.

This strong man is actually at the sixth level of Yuandan, but among the thousands of strong men in the Tang Dynasty, it seems that only a few are at the fifth level of Xiantian, right?

Even though he was promoted not long ago, he is still one of the best warriors.

"Little brother, only the Tianpeng Sutra can refine the pig sand safely. If a warrior's resentment enters his body, his entire foundation will be destroyed."

"got it."

Shen Lian glanced at Tian Xian and stepped heavily with his right foot.

Rumble.

A gust of air rolled up and Tian Xian couldn't help but fly backwards.

Tian Xian heard the sound of swords, and then a large number of ropes broke at the same time, followed by the heavy breathing of hundreds of scapegoats.

He looked towards the martial arts hall which was covered in smoke and dust.

Tian Xian had a look of astonishment. The so-called strong man had grown to over three meters tall, with muscles as hard as rocks all over his body, and blood as powerful as a rainbow. He gave off a terrifying sense of oppression. How could he look like a warrior at all?

Immediately afterwards, the scapegoats all surrounded Shen Lian.

Tian Xian only saw a three-meter-tall figure twisting and turning.

"Warrior? Could it be that a warrior at the sixth level of Yuan Dan can awaken some kind of magical power?!!"

Tian Xian's face turned pale. Shen Lian's existence completely overturned his previous understanding of martial arts.

Being both at the sixth level of Yuan Dan, he felt that his strength was far inferior to Shen Lian's.

Shouldn't warriors decline?
"Will the commotion be too big? Are they trying to destroy the entire Gao family martial arts school?"

(End of this chapter)