I can't be a demon

The increase in Ksitigarbha Yama's experience indirectly shows that the ginseng fruit tree is not only a demon, but also a terrifying existence that he cannot see through.

It is unknown whether his Taoism can match that of Sha Wujing.

The tree trunk shook.

The heads hanging on the branches opened their eyes, opened their upper and lower jaws to the extreme, and stared at Shen Lian with fanaticism.

"Save me! Save me!!"

"Fairy, save us sisters!!"

"Save me, I will serve you for generations from now on!"

"Why don't you save me!!"

………

The sounds from the heads were like the sound of a clear spring, and like kingfishers flying around the beams.

Shen Lian noticed that the heads were all beautiful women in their lifetime, but their facial features were distorted and their appearance could not be seen, but their temperament was extremely extraordinary.

"Are they... the fairies guarding the Peach Garden in the Heavenly Palace?"

Shen Lian was horrified. The strangeness of Wuzhuang Temple clearly foreshadowed the fall of the Heavenly Palace.

"Spiritual Mountain, Heaven, Hell, Dragon Palace..."

"The most powerful forces in the Journey to the West world have all fallen. Are those immortals dead or hiding somewhere?"

The fairy heads wailed and shook their necks to try to get out of the branches.

The reason they woke up suddenly was because they found that Shen Lian could damage the ginseng fruit tree, and they wanted the latter to remove the restraints on the branches.

Little did they know that the resentment gained from the failure of the wisdom eye identification was pitifully small. If the ginseng fruit tree was really damaged, the Wuzhuang Temple would have to be razed to the ground.

Shen Lian looked around, looking for traces of the disaster thousands of years ago.

"It's you again!!!"

Qingfeng Mingyue came to the Life Fruit Tree, and the wailing on the branches stopped abruptly. The fairy heads closed their eyes and fell asleep one by one.

"Didn't I say it? You have no spiritual root qualifications, and it is impossible for you to withstand the baptism of spiritual energy and body refining, and you can't worship in Wuzhuang Temple!"

The thick corpse gas seeped out.

Qingfeng Mingyue collapsed and covered his head, muttering to himself: "If Master comes back now, he will be angry if he sees a stranger entering Wuzhuang Temple by mistake. No!"

"Get out of Wuzhuang Temple!!!!"

Shen Lian's split soul made a crackling sound at his waist, and the flesh and bones of the upper and lower body were separating, while new organs grew in his stomach and intestines bit by bit.

If it is not stopped, the split soul will turn into two halves of a body with intelligence.

"Two senior brothers, I have been practicing hard at home for many days. You can see if I have made any progress. Maybe I can pass the spiritual energy body training."

"Practice hard?" Qingfeng Mingyue looked ferocious, "Do you think hard practice can solve it?"

"If it weren't for the limited qualifications, we might have achieved the realm of earthly immortals long ago, and we wouldn't be left here by Master. Why ah ah ah!"

Qingfeng Mingyue collapsed, and flesh and bones began to proliferate.

The corpse gas was overflowing.

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes and only understood Qingfeng Mingyue's Taoism after close contact.

"It's only about 20,000 years. If we find a chance to help them transcend, we might be able to obtain Taoist skills at the level of land immortals."

"Even... the world in the sleeve!"

Zhen Yuanzi may not teach the Taoist boy the immortal skills of the world in the sleeve, but what if there is no one in Wuzhuang Temple? It is possible that Qingfeng Mingyue learned it from other places in the past thousand years.

"Die!!!"

Qingfeng Mingyue screamed repeatedly, and his spiritual wisdom was close to collapse.

"Two senior brothers, look."

Shen Lian took the initiative to come to the corpse gas, and the soul was running the immortal profound art. The dim spiritual pattern between the eyebrows appeared, guiding the corpse gas into the body.

The unknown immortal bone that the soul can use is only one-third of the main body.

In addition, the unknown immortal bone is only in its infancy, and the corpse gas it digests is very limited, and it also needs to divide its energy to resist the erosion of the corpse gas.

The flesh and bones of the soul began to dissolve, and it was about to collapse completely.

Qingfeng Mingyue was stunned, and then showed ecstasy.

"He does have spiritual roots, Mingyue, don't release your spiritual energy anymore."

The corpse qi subsided, and Qingfeng Mingyue's demonic characteristics disappeared. They came closer to look at Shen Lian, with regret and relief.

"What's your name, junior brother?"

"Li Huan."

"Li Huan, you have practiced hard for many years and have gained something. You have a little acquired spiritual root. Although you can't directly worship Wuzhuang Temple, it doesn't matter. You can be a Taoist boy with us first."

"Okay, everything is up to Senior Brother Qingfeng Mingyue."

Qingfeng clapped his hands and said happily: "There has been no disciple for a hundred years. When Master returns to Wuzhuang Temple, he will be very happy."

"Before leaving Wuzhuang Temple, Master asked us to keep the Taoist tradition. Now that Junior Brother Li Huan is here, the Taoist temple will become more and more lively in the future."

Shen Lian did not interrupt, and the spiritual pattern on his eyebrows repaired the injuries of the split soul.

He noticed that the cave was shrouded in corpse qi everywhere, which was emitted from the gaps in the ground and walls. The source should be the roots of the ginseng fruit tree.

The Immortal Mysterious Art was running at full speed, absorbing as much corpse qi as possible from the surroundings.

The strength of the corpse qi in the soul split body is related to the quality of the horizontal training created by the soul split after death.

"Junior Brother Li Huan has low qualifications, and knows that hard work can make up for deficiencies. When Master comes back, he will definitely reward you with a ginseng fruit!"

"Not bad!"

"Thank you, senior brothers. Junior Brother does not ask for immortality, but I am satisfied to have one tenth or twelve of the magical powers of the two senior brothers."

"Hehehe."

Qingfeng Mingyue was very pleased with Shen Lian's flattery.

"Junior Brother Li Huan, come with us to the [Dan Ding Hall], Uncle Chi Chenzi will be responsible for distributing the monthly elixirs."

Qingfeng Mingyue was in front, and Shen Lian walked behind half a meter away.

Shen Lian observed for a long time, and it seemed that there was only one ghost in Wuzhuang Temple, Qingfeng Mingyue, and he didn't know where Uncle Chi Chenzi came from.

Two ghosts and one person shuttled between the palaces, with only ruins of some buildings remaining.

Perhaps because the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple are all earthly immortals, all the corpses are still there after thousands of years, hanging upside down from the beams.

"This is the third disciple of Uncle Shi Jun. He is good at refining weapons. Junior brother, if you want to learn how to refine weapons, you can ask him for advice."

Qingfeng Mingyue skillfully introduced each corpse.

It was as if the corpse was still alive.

The only thing that responded to them was the pile of white bones swaying in the wind.

"Why did the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple end their lives by hanging themselves in the disaster a thousand years ago? It makes no sense. Earth Immortals are already among the Immortals and Buddhas. How could they die in the same way as mortals?"

Shen Lian shuddered, and then the breeze and the bright moon stopped.

"Junior brother is here, it's the Alchemy Hall!"

The windows of the Alchemy Cauldron Hall are broken, and you can see the scene inside at a glance. They are all bottles and jars that have lost their potency, as well as more than a dozen corpses.

There is no Chichenzi at all.

Qingfeng Mingyue opened the door, walked into the house, and faced Shen Lian with a smile.

"Junior brother, quickly salute Uncle Chichenzi."

"kindness?"

Click click click.

Qingfeng Mingyue heard the sound of bones colliding all over her body, and then the surface of her skin revealed horizontal and vertical bloodstains, and corpse energy surged.

He transformed into a humanoid Rubik's Cube, and every inch of flesh and blood began to rotate and form.

Shen Lian stepped back continuously, realizing that Qingfeng Mingyue had a second taboo. Seeing this, the divided soul devoured the corpse energy from the outside even more crazily.

After a few breaths.

Qingfeng Mingyue turned into a completely different middle-aged man.

Shen Lian had seen a middle-aged man in the outside world before, and he was also one of the people watching the ginseng fruit. The two Wuzhuang Temples were indeed closely related.

Chi Chenzi glanced at Shen Lian and said gloomily: "Is he the new disciple brought by Qingfeng Mingyue? It just so happens that the pot of pills I have is missing a primer, so I can use it just right."

He opened his mouth, and corpse gas mixed with the scent of medicine came to his face.

The separated soul died suddenly on the spot.

Chapter 276 [Thousand-Armed Fist (Powerful Prajna)]