I can't be a demon

The old monk bit the tip of his tongue and retreated several meters to the entrance of the courtyard.

"The strange fruit belongs to the Plague Immortal. I... am just a small piece of land."

The old monk was breathing heavily and did not notice the strangeness after contact with the peaches. The organs transplanted everywhere were aggravating aging.

At the same time, my thinking came to a standstill, and I became increasingly unable to suppress distracting thoughts.

"Why!!!"

"They Plague Immortals are born to be holy. We, the Money Redemption Ghosts, have been practicing hard for hundreds of years, but we have just ended up working as cattle and horses for the Plague Immortals."

The old monk asked and answered himself nervously. The discomfort became more and more intense, and his internal organs seemed to be gnawed by hundreds of millions of ants.

"I……"

He belatedly discovered that his flesh and bones began to dissolve.

The surface of the skin was covered with red spots, and the organs that could have been used for more than a month actually began to fail in a short period of time.

The old monk looked up at Pantao, with fear in his eyes.

"Am I sick?"

"Can……"

"I didn't eat the flat peach at all. Could it be that I would get sick just by being close to it? What kind of Plague Immortal Seed is inside!"

The old monk was trembling all over, and his limbs were falling off one after another.

"I'm not sick! It's impossible for me to be sick. It must be a small punishment and a big warning from the Biyun Master who noticed my greed. The Master, the poor monk, immediately applied fertilizer and didn't dare to have any more evil thoughts."

The old monk quickly picked up a few arms, but they aged rapidly just after transplantation.

The panic in his heart became more and more intense, and he crawled on his knees and pulled each corpse into the hole, while repeatedly transplanting limbs without believing in evil.

"No no no!!!"

There are ephemera-shaped talismans formed on the surface of the flat peach.

Shen Lian ignored the old monk's hysterical wails and guided the germs into his body. His soul was immersed in the shock caused by the germs.

The orthodox inheritance of the plague tribe may have many flaws.

But the degree of mystery is still breathtaking, and one can even glimpse the aftertaste of the great avenue. It can be seen that the Ghost City Plague Department and the Heavenly Court Plague Department are indeed closely related.

"In the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan, a large number of immortals and gods were reborn with the help of the refining scriptures, including Zhen Yuanzi who beheaded the fourth corpse and ascended to Taozu."

"The Plague Immortal Seed is obviously an attempt by Heaven to find a substitute for the true scripture."

Shen Lian's expression could not be calm, and his soul stared at the germs attached to his internal organs. The germs combined with each other to form Taoist talismans.

[Immortal Seed] is the disease scripture created by the Ministry of Plague.

Not surprisingly, they used the immortal seeds to integrate with their own Tao Ying and Yuanshen, and used the immortal seeds to set foot on the land gods.

Shen Lian could see that the Immortal Seed of the Plague Department was 70% similar to the self-created scripture of Patriarch Bodhi.

From the perspective of Patriarch Bodhi, the Immortal Breed of the Plague Department is undoubtedly a failure. Painting a tiger cannot be compared to a dog, which is equivalent to Hinayana Buddhism.

Even if you are promoted to a land immortal through the Plague Immortal Seed, your strength will be greatly reduced.

But Shen Lian felt that the Plague Immortal Seed was extremely successful.

Although the Plague Immortal Seed seems to be incomplete, the pathogen has a certain variability, and there is room for it to be completely completed in the future.

Once completed, the Plague Immortal Seed is equivalent to creating a self-made scripture.

Of course, according to Biyun's previous behavior, it seemed that he was going to be backlashed by the Plague Fairy Seed at any time and turned into an indescribable monster.

Shen Lian murmured with great interest: "If I want to follow the self-created scripture to become a land immortal, I can only imitate the Plague Immortal Seed."

"after all……"

Shen Lian showed fear on his face, remembering that Patriarch Bodhi showed the despair of going crazy when he was about to complete the word Tao.

Facts have proved that creating your own scriptures is risky.

The incompleteness of the Plague Immortal Seeds is to avoid risks.

"Land gods, land gods."

There are two paths placed in front of Shen Lian now.

Refining the scriptures and heading to Lingshan Mountain in the West.

Created his own scriptures, close to the eight parts of heaven.

"At present, it seems that creating your own scripture is more reliable..."

Shen Lian smiled bitterly and looked at the statue of Sanqing. Who knows if it is really reliable or not? Who knows the current situation of Sanqing and his old man.

"I have a teleportation tree. I can enter and leave the deep ghost market at will. At least I have the opportunity to try and make mistakes."

"Whether you create your own scriptures or refine them, you must integrate martial arts. You may not necessarily experience the despair of Patriarch Bodhi."

Shen Lian had a clear idea and secretly planned Fangming's next plan.

"The Plague monks all have the same ghostly appearance, so it shouldn't be difficult to sneak into them."

"My goal is not only to inherit the orthodoxy of the plague tribe, but also to obtain the orthodoxy inheritance of the eight tribes of Ghost City. Each of the eight tribes should have unique immortal species."

Learn from each other's strengths and make up for your weaknesses, and let martial arts thrive with the nutrients brought by Ghost Market Babu! !

The battle between the germ fairy species begins to intensify.

Shen Lian couldn't help but groan. The corpse energy in the Fruit Core Dojo formed a whirlpool, and medicinal wine was poured into his stomach continuously.

The immortal species of pathogens use flesh and bones as their battlefield to survive and eliminate the fittest.

The medicinal power of the Serious Disease Wine still remains, and it is also causing the immortal germs to kill each other. The immortal germs most suitable for martial arts are about to be born.

Shen Lian was curious as to what kind of disease could be beneficial to martial arts.

Not long after, the pathogenic bacteria gradually became stronger and weaker, and light shone outside the lotus platform. In order to prevent the pathogens from dying but not stiffening, all the pathogenic bacteria were absorbed into the central Dantian.

Eventually, an inconspicuous species of pathogenic bacteria emerged.

Shen Lian had a strange expression, because the pathogenic bacteria was nothing special among diseases, and it was not even considered a fatal disease.

But I have to say that it is indeed very suitable for martial arts.

The Zhongdantian has become a hotbed of ephemera talismans. Although each talisman is shapeless, they all contain Taoist charm.

The martial arts golden body was throbbing, wanting to devour the germs.

Shen Lian controlled the lotus platform to converge the light.

As a result, the germs began to bite back as soon as the light dimmed.

Shen Lian's skin itched, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the surface was covered with red spots.

"First, create a simple martial arts technique to restrain the germs. I don't expect to be able to control them as if they were my arms, but at least they can't affect my body and soul."

Shen Lian's mind was flooded with a large amount of martial arts content, searching for useful information.

Not to mention, the martial arts that I had learned from the fishing magic to devour the souls of demons were all kinds of strange, and there was really a poison-related horizontal training method that was related.

[Poison Mountain Horizontal Training Method]

[Created by Shen Lian, it was learned by visualizing a poisonous toad. To get started, you need to nurture a poison sac organ in your body to contain toxins. After becoming a Mahayana, you will be immune to all poisons, and all toxins will return to the poison sac. 】

"Hiss, it seems feasible. Make an organ to seal the pathogenic bacteria fairy seed."

"If it gets out of control, just dispose of the organ directly."

Shen Lian was thoughtful. He used the Poison Mountain Horizontal Training Method as a framework, improved and modified it bit by bit, and constantly used the wisdom eye to determine the pros and cons.

He had just experienced the destruction of the pathogenic bacteria fairy seed, and his body was in a state of deficiency.

When Shen Lian was concentrating on creating martial arts, the immortal profound skill instinctively absorbed the corpse qi, even more crazy than the six transformations.

The peaches became sluggish, and the branches and leaves turned yellow again.

The old monk's back had curled up for the most part, and the ground was full of exhausted organs and limbs. No matter how they were transplanted, they could not stop aging.

After he discovered the abnormality of the peach tree, his head hit the ground repeatedly.

If the peach tree died, the plague department would pull out his tendons and skin him!!!

No matter how reluctant the old monk was, he could only continue to transport the corpses, and the unknown disease in his body worsened, and his Taoism continued to decline sharply.

"Damn Plague Fairy, you want to take my peaches for nothing!"

"She must have been the one who got me sick, how vicious she is!!"

"You dare to make decisions without reaching the level of a land immortal, what will happen in the future, you don't even take the land of Taihuang Huang Zengtian seriously!"

The old monk's facial features were twisted to the extreme, and he kept cursing the Plague Fairy.

Suddenly he slowed down his pace, looked at the peaches with a burning gaze, and the strange fruit on the top had grown to the size of a human head.

"Plague Fairy, you don't let me eat the peaches, but I want to eat them."

"If I eat the strange fruit, I will definitely be able to ascend to the next level of Taiming Yuwantian, no, it's the next level of Qingming He Chongtian!"

Even if you go deep into the ghost market, the redemption ghosts are still the bottom level of the land, but every redemption ghost cannot resist the opportunity to ascend.

"Eat you!"