I can't be a demon

"Fairy Chi Xia..."

The two chatted, and Shen Lian used Qingfeng to learn about each of the Earth Immortals in Wuzhuang Temple, and even their daily habits.

I don’t know how much time passed, but suddenly all the noise in Wuzhuang Temple became silent.

It was the time when the ginseng fruit trees were upside down.

"Coming."

Shen Lian only felt that his divided soul became heavier, and an inexplicable sense of separation came to his heart. Then, his second body suddenly sank deep into the ground.

When he returned to God, he was already in the cold and damp inner world.

Through the acquired Hunyuan spiritual roots.

Shen Lian noticed that the essence of the spiritual energy on the surface was the same as the corpse energy on the inside, and he didn't know if it was related to the fall of Wuzhuang Temple.

The divided soul transformed into a human form and emerged from the soil, and the fairy heads began to wail again.

Shen Lian didn't need to look back. The noisy wind had already heralded the arrival of the clear breeze and bright moon. The latter's condition was obviously more unstable than twenty days ago.

Wherever the breeze and the bright moon passed, there were bloody footprints on the ground.

"Junior brother, behind the Alchemy Hall and the others, where have you been?"

The corpse energy carried by the divided soul has reached its limit. Shen Lian decided to take the initiative to die and said tentatively: "Two senior brothers, Uncle Chichenzi asked me to assist him in refining a furnace of elixirs."

"Really? The elixir must have been completed. Uncle Chichenzi is nowhere to be seen. He must have gone to the Jingxin Hall for retreat after taking the elixir."

"There is no retreat."

Shen Lian turned around and added: "Isn't Uncle Chichenzi already here?"

Qingfeng Mingyue was stunned, the corpse energy throughout his body became unstable, taboos enveloped him, he clapped his hands, "It is indeed Uncle Master!!"

Click click click.

Qingfeng Mingyue's body surface showed blood lines, and the various parts were constantly flowing, just like the Rubik's Cube was rearranged and transformed into Chi Chenzi's appearance in the blink of an eye.

Chi Chenzi seemed to still be stuck in the previous memory, and was a little surprised to see Shen Lian.

"It's you again? You're not dead. Did you crawl out of the slag?!"

"Anyway, it's great. I can make a few more furnaces. Well, I can try the elixir taught by my master."

Shen Lian continued to test, "Uncle Chichenzi, not long ago it was said that Uncle Shou is interested in my spine weapon refining, why don't you share it with him?"

At the same time, the real body in this world became ready to move.

Whoosh.

The white bone spine stretched into the tree hole again, deliberately avoiding the roots of the ginseng fruit tree.

"It's Chuanshou."

Chi Chenzi was stunned for a moment, then heard Shen Lian continue: "Uncle Master, you should know that Master Chuanshou has been refining the robe for hundreds of years. He said that all he needs is the powder ground from the spine to use as a weapon."

"Yes... Well, let me ask him."

Click click click.

Chi Chenzi's corpse aura became turbid, and his flesh and bones underwent a heart-wrenching reorganization. He was now a kind old man with white hair and a childish face.

"What are you talking about? I don't need spinal bone powder."

Chuan Shou looked at Shen Lian, his mouth cracking to his ears, "I want your human skin. If you use human skin to help refine weapons, you will definitely be able to do it."

"Wait, uncle."

Shen Lian didn't panic at all, and the bone-white spine came out not far away.

When he discovered that after Qingfeng Mingyue had been reorganized three times, Chuanshou's Taoism had dropped sharply to 15,000 years, he could no longer hold back the killing intent in his heart.

"Regardless of whether you participate in the Pinguo Conference or not, only by killing the demon in front of you can you gain experience in both professions as quickly as possible."

"Killable."

Qingfeng Mingyue's body and soul were unusually unnatural, not like a normal monster.

Shen Lian suspected that the real Qingfeng Mingyue had died long ago, and the corpse in front of him was just a monster inadvertently bred by the ginseng fruit tree.

One person represents the top and bottom of Wuzhuang Temple, which is the remnant of the ginseng fruit tree.

Chuan Shou became anxious and grabbed Shen Lian's shoulders, "Chichenzi needs flesh and blood to make elixirs. Give me human skin first!!"

"Uncle, don't be in a hurry."

"You also know that Fairy Hong raises a spiritual deer and needs its organs for feeding. I have promised to leave some pieces of heart and liver for her."

Veins popped out on Chuan Shou's forehead, and blood lines were revealed in a messy manner.

"Bring it!!!"

He slapped Shen Lian hard on the head, and the spirit died without the ability to fight back.

Before Shen Lian's consciousness returned to his true body, he saw that Chuan Shou's limbs began to shrink, and it seemed that several personalities were fighting with each other in his body at the same time.

"He is mine. The elixir that Master asked me to refine has not yet been completed!!"

"The weapon refining has reached the critical point, all it needs is a piece of human skin!"

Human faces appeared on Chuanshou's body, competing for their bodies, but they were quickly suppressed by Qingfeng Mingyue, his main consciousness.

"Junior brother?"

The clear breeze and bright moon swelled to ten meters, and countless faces were looming.

They looked at the ginseng fruit tree. Under the tree, there was a figure with his back to him. His energy and blood were strong, and his body and soul were gradually forming an integrated temperament.

Shen Lian turned around, and the acquired Hunyuan spiritual root turned into a smoke-like phenomenon behind his head.

"Junior brother, you are... different. With all your qualifications, you can become a disciple of Zhen Yuanzi."

"Two senior brothers, why don't you take a look again."

Shen Lian smiled. The experience brought by the split soul increased the number of infinite corpse roots and dead sandalwood cicadas by 5%, plus an [Innate Corpse Root Magic].

[The magic method of innate corpse roots]

[Created by Shen Lian, Guanxiang Zhenyuanzi gained insights from his daily practice. It belongs to the horizontal training martial arts of Wuzhuangguan disciples who transform themselves into immortals. 】

[Whether to spend 5 points to master the innate corpse root method]

"Sure."

The smoke and dust behind Shen Lian's head surged, and then turned into the shadow of a golden ginseng fruit tree, its roots connected to the soul, and its fairy spirit was ethereal.

[Whether to consume 10 points to advance to martial arts: Innate Corpse Root Magic (Xiao Cheng)]

[Do you want to consume 15 points to advance to martial arts: Xiantian Corpse Root Magic (Great Success)]

………

A total of 60 points are consumed, and the Xiantian Corpse Root Magic is integrated into the Immortal Mysterious Art.

Shen Lian is not ordinary, his Corpse Root Immortal Bones have returned to the innate, his long hair flutters in the wind, and the strange phenomenon covers most of the cave.

"Who are you...? How come you have already developed spiritual roots in such a short time? Your aptitude has reached such a level in such a short time!!!"

Shen Lian murmured, "I'm very curious, what kind of immortal you have cultivated in Wuzhuang Temple."

Qingfeng Mingyue stared at the man in front of him in astonishment as his flesh and bones grew wildly.

A giant over 20 meters tall descended into the cave.

Chapter 278 Three Flowers Gathering at the Top

Dongdongdong.

As the giant approached, the hot blood rushed to his face.

Qingfeng Mingyue's expression was distorted, and his breathing became heavier.

When he faced the normal state of Shen Lian's spiritual root aura leaking out, he showed more of a loss of what to do, and now he was only hungry.

The naked hunger in his heart almost broke his mind, and his eyes were fixed on Shen Lian.

Since Shen Lian was promoted to the eighth level of the Divine Wandering, he completed six transformations of the pile method. In the eyes of the demons, he was undoubtedly more delicious.

Qingfeng Mingyue kept swallowing his saliva, and faces appeared on his body, and countless consciousnesses were fighting for control of his body.

His Taoism fell further, and then floated around 13,000 years.

"So familiar, so fragrant, who is it, who is he?!!"

"If you eat a bite, maybe you can remember something."

In an instant, countless voices overlapped and roared from Qingfeng Mingyue's mouth, as if consciousnesses were reconciled in the body.

"Eat him!!!"

Shen Lian smiled gently and kept approaching Qingfeng Mingyue.

Qingfeng Mingyue's Taoism began to improve, which was not a good sign, but Shen Lian was not nervous at all, he just mobilized the blood and qi to flow to his right hand.

His muscular face forced a smile, which looked extremely ferocious and terrifying.