I can't be a demon

For some time after the succession of Emperor Tang Dynasty, nothing strange could be seen in the capital city. People were coming and going in the streets and alleys to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Ma Wanhu was in a daze, his eyes showing intoxication.

Zhang Yuanzhen hesitated and said: "Master Ma..."

"Let's go and leave them alone for a while."

Su Yu lifted up a strand of hair from her temples and led the Jinwu Guards to the government for transfer. It was inevitable that the entire Jinwu Guards would undergo a major change.

Perhaps if you are immersed in spiritual practice, fifty years will only pass by in a blink of an eye.

But everything in Chang'an City does seem a little strange.

Shen Lian accompanied Ma Wanhu to stand on the top of the city wall, watching the bustling Chang'an, with tens of thousands of men, women, and children in full view.

Ma Wanhu looked at it dreamily, mumbling to himself like a twilight old man.

"Sun Erniang's sesame balls on Shenxi Street are really good. A few steps away is Lao Shen Restaurant's Zhuyeqing. Hehe, when I first came to Chang'an when I was twenty years old, I liked the roast chicken on South Anna Street the most..."

He chattered for most of the day, until night fell over the capital.

The candlelight in the streets and alleys suddenly dimmed.

"Shen Lian, will I not be able to see the lights of thousands of families in the capital in the future?"

Shen Lian didn't respond, just stretched out his hand and touched his eyebrows.

He opened his vertical eyes, and in the center of his pupils was the vision of the eighth-grade lotus platform. He immediately sensed Zhongkui temples scattered everywhere.

There are thirteen newly built Zhongkui temples alone.

Use your fishing magic power.

Shituoling no longer exists, so there is no need to worry too much about fishing magic.

[Fishing for two hundred years of python, the experience of rebirth as a sandalwood cicada +0.01%]

[Fishing for five hundred years of weasel, the experience of the sandalwood cicada in the afterlife +0.03%]

………

The corner of Ma Wanhu's mouth raised as he heard the faint wail of demons. The two to three hundred thousand demons lurking in the capital had nowhere to hide.

Shen Lian had two purposes: devouring demon souls and changing heads for mortals.

Without Shituoling, mortals who have been robbed of their bodies do not have to worry too much, as long as they do not leave the confines of the capital, they will not cause trouble.

The experience progress of Tan Chan Chan has increased dramatically at a speed visible to the naked eye.

[The Reborn Sandalwood reaches 10%, martial arts points +20]

The lights in the government office were brightly lit, and soon groups of police officers rushed out to temporarily transport the mortals who had experienced the head change to Zhongkui Temple.

Light shines outside the lotus platform, and a statue of Zhong Kui calms the mood of mortals.

Sleepless night.

The rooster crows and the sun rises from the east.

The experience progress of Tanchan in the Past is fixed at 76%. As expected, Tanchan in the Past will be the earliest among the four professions to advance to the sixth level.

"Master Ma, I am sure that Datang will get back on track..."

Before Shen Lian finished speaking, he found that Ma Wanhu beside him was motionless, with a smile on his face and his right hand pointing in the direction of the sunrise.

Ma Wanhu died quietly.

Before dying, he deliberately concealed his aura because he didn't want to practice refining to prolong his life.

"Senior Ma, as long as I am here, the Tang Dynasty will always be the prosperous Tang Dynasty."

Ma Wanhu loosened his right hand, as if waiting for Shen Lian's promise.

Snap.

The body naturally disappeared into ashes.

"The Supreme Lord's decree is to transcend your lonely soul, all ghosts and ghosts, and be affected by the four lives. Those with heads will be transcended, those without heads will be promoted, killed with spears and knives, and plunged into the water..."

Shen Lian silently recited the mantra to bid farewell to Ma San on his last journey.

Chapter 257 A trip to Guanyin Temple

Ma Wanhu had already made arrangements for his death, and there was no turmoil in the court.

The new Emperor Li Chengguang of the Tang Dynasty did not hold Jinwu Guard to account, but instead delegated more power to him, obviously for Shen Lian's sake.

The responses from various caves were mediocre, and the alchemists were still stationed in the capital.

The death and injury of the alchemists did not affect the foundation of the cave at all. Perhaps only Panhuan Cave suffered a dull loss, and Fu Li, one of the seven lions, almost died.

At the same time, the channel for them to obtain scriptures is not only Shituoling. It doesn't matter if they don't miss a cave. They settled in the capital for other considerations, such as worrying about the disaster a thousand years ago.

On the other hand, the existence of Sha Wujing made them avoid the rat.

Even if Sha Wujing's Taoist deeds were lost by nearly half, looking at the power of the cave that was born, it was still enough to be at the forefront, let alone a living immortal Buddha.

When the spies from all the caves were looking for traces of Shen Lian.

Little did they know that Shen Lian had quietly returned to Shituoling and took Sha Wujing to Bibotan to complete the mount for the journey westward.

………

The demonic energy surged in the Bibo Pond, shrouded in the relic's bright Buddha light.

"call."

Shen Lian returned to Bibo Pond and immediately confirmed that there was indeed a line of scripture sealed in the relic.

The same as Prajna, it is a true sutra at the level of the Middle Vehicle Dharma.

Sha Wujing stared at the relic expressionlessly.

"The [Great Sun Tathagata Sutra] is very close to the true sutra of Mahayana Buddhism. If you want to become a land god with the help of Middle Vehicle Buddhism, you may consider refining this relic."

Shen Lian was secretly dumbfounded. The Mahavairocana Sutra involves Tathagata Buddha, but the result is only the Middle Vehicle Buddhism. What exactly is the Mahayana Buddhism in future generations?

“What about Mahayana Buddhism?”

"The refining immortals all fall into madness without exception. Mahayana Buddhism is completely different from Middle Vehicle Buddhism, but it is different from..."

Sha Wujing stopped speaking suddenly and looked at Shen Lian deeply.

Shen Lian couldn't help but feel horrified, always feeling that there was something in Sha Wujing's words.

The scriptures that Patriarch Bodhi came into contact with were probably Mahayana Buddhism, which made him neither human nor ghost. It is almost unrealistic for ordinary people to refine Mahayana Buddhism.

"Junior brother, the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon Girl in Bibo Pond has a mediocre Taoist practice. The poor monk will take away the nine-headed worm. Try not to enter or leave this cave in the future."

"Okay."

After Sha Wujing finished speaking, he walked towards the pagoda, and the yellow sand in the cave whistled.

"Huh? Nine-headed worm..."

Shen Lian's eyes twitched. The pagoda was the flesh of the Nine-headed worm. If the soul was not completely lost, the cultivation should be more than ten thousand years.

The Wansheng Dragon Mother, who has been cultivating for four or five thousand years, is indeed not in Sha Wujing's eyes.

Rumble.

The Bi Bo Lake shook, and the waters around the island became extremely turbid.

One by one, the fish monsters turned white and fell into Shen Lian's alchemy furnace. Unfortunately, after Sha Wujing left for the west, he could no longer follow him to take advantage.

Shen Lian sat cross-legged on the ground, using the bone blade as a fishing rod to throw out the Yunling Dao Infant.

While fishing, he was also impacting the Eight Realms of Divine Travel.

He could feel that the accumulation of a strong body and soul was not all good. Although there would be no risk of going crazy, the bottleneck was as solid as a rock.

He didn't know when he could seize the fleeting opportunity.

Shen Lian scanned the middle dantian.

The four fruits of the Hinayana Buddhism were not yet ripe, and the digestion of the middle dhamma by the fertility supernatural power was abnormally slow, which should be due to the limitation of the fourth-level profession.

However, he was far from being a land immortal, so there was no need to rush to advance.

The pagoda was uprooted, and the All Saints Dragon Mother came out in horror. Sha Wujing took the opportunity to grab it and smashed it to the ground.

"Evil beast! A dragon dares to call itself a real dragon, looking for death!!"

"I don't call myself a real dragon, Immortal!!"

The All Saints Dragon Mother wailed continuously, and the smell of blood was everywhere.

"You never change your bad habits!"

Sha Wujing wanted to leave the All Saints Dragon Mother in the Bi Bo Tan to guard it, so he severely taught her a lesson, almost breaking the island into pieces.

Shen Lian was concentrating on practicing, and suddenly felt a living thing crawling at his feet.

He opened his eyes and saw two fish monsters kowtowed to him desperately.

One is a black fish and the other is a catfish. Their fat bodies look extremely funny, and their pea-sized pupils silently reveal fear.