I can't be a demon

The gate of the Taoist temple is shrouded in a faint resentment, and the corpse gas emitted by the roots of the peach tree is extremely pungent.

In just seven years, practicing Buddhism is no longer a secret.

In order to stabilize the immortal seeds in their bodies, a large number of Plague Department monks choose to be parasitized by temple monks and condense [relics] by refining ghosts.

The so-called relic is more like a strange immortal bone bred by ghosts. After coexisting with the body and soul, it cannot be separated and checks and balances the immortal seeds.

The Plague Department God seems to have tacitly agreed to the actions of the Little Leiyin Temple.

For seven years, Plague Department monks have never discovered the disadvantages of relic.

As more and more fellows practice Buddhism and go further, relic gradually becomes a shortcut to practice, and even a necessary condition.

After all, everyone knows the horror of Plague Department immortal seeds.

Almost after setting foot on the road of practice, they are destined to become Plague Department Nuo immortals. Without relic, it is only a matter of time before they lose control.

As the outer sect competition approaches, the temple monks give birth to a large number of ninth-level cultivators.

"Hey."

Gao Qiu stood beside the spiritual field, looking at the escape lights that shuttled through the Taoist temple.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued to drive the iron hoe-shaped multiplication device to open up a piece of hard wasteland.

After not seeing for a long time, Gao Qiu looked like a farmer, with rough skin full of gullies and a layer of calluses on the palms of his hands.

Since Shen Lian went into seclusion to complete his immortal seeds, Gao Qiu has returned to running for a living.

The days of abundant resources before seemed to be just an unrealistic dream.

Gao Qiu relied on helping Shen Lian collect pill recipes in his early years to barely practice to the seventh level.

However, due to limited qualifications, Shen Lian has made no progress in the past few years since he went into seclusion. The only benefit is that the immortal seeds are not easy to get out of control.

Of course, he is at least better than his fellow brothers of the same generation.

Most of the brothers who had joined the Taoist temple together had already gone to serve in the Peach Garden of Taihuang Huang Zengtian. If they continued to stay in the outer sect, their lifespan would sooner or later be exhausted.

Gao Qiu showed a self-deprecating expression.

If nothing unexpected happened, he would have to leave the Daohan Taoist Temple if he continued to struggle for another year or two.

Gao Qiu had already accepted the fact, so he put all his energy into planting spiritual materials, lest he could not exchange the peaches for enough Tai Sui Dan.

"I don't know what the situation is like for Senior Brother Tianwen?"

"Maybe Senior Brother Tianwen has also practiced Buddhism."

There are all kinds of rumors about Shen Lian in the Taoist temple. Some say he has gone astray, and some say he has fallen into madness like Li Liuru.

The old alchemy room has been closed for a long time, and the outer sect gradually rarely mentions Shen Lian.

Gao Qiu noticed that among the disciples of the Plague Department who passed by the spiritual field, one or two out of ten had already condensed relics, and the obvious feature was that their backs were bulging high and there was resentment spreading on the surface of their bodies.

It can be seen that the infiltration of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva into the Plague Department is increasing day by day.

The number of the temple monks' offspring is obviously increasing, and no one knows where they come from.

Gao Qiu was stunned for a few breaths.

He did not have the obsession of Elder Feng Jing to resist Buddhism. If he could choose, he would definitely try his chance to become an immortal.

Gao Qiu used up all his magic power to complete the development of the wasteland.

Unconsciously, the moonlight was scattered all over the Taoist temple, and resentment rose in the mountain gate.

He was about to go back to his residence to rest for a while, but suddenly his expression became astonished, and he took out the old talisman he carried with him from his arms.

The old talisman became hot, and the transmission flashed by.

"Come to the old alchemy room."

Gao Qiu's hands trembled with excitement, and he kept muttering "Sure enough", and hurried to the back mountain of the Taoist temple without taking time to recover his magic power.

"Brother is fine indeed. How could he go astray with his unprecedented talent?"

"If Tianshou hadn't suddenly appeared in the outer sect of the plague department, Brother's identity as a Taoist would be beyond doubt. As long as he practices Buddhism, Tianshou can never be compared with Brother Tianwen!"

Gao Qiu has witnessed Shen Lian's entry to the sect and knows too well the horror of the latter's talent.

It is said that the fourth Nuo fairy also came because of Shen Lian. When he preached, he even alarmed the three Nuo fairies, and soon he stepped into the ninth realm.

"Brother's retreat should be to condense the relics."

"Tian Shou has already completed the ninth realm, and there are thirty-six relics in his body. He can become an immortal after the outer sect competition."

"I think Brother will be even better than him..."

While thinking, Gao Qiu has come to the old Dan Ding room.

The old Dan Ding room is no different from a forbidden area. The cultivators who tried to enter it one after another were inexplicably injured in their bodies and souls, and even their foundations were destroyed.

Only a few people know that the old alchemy room is home to a large number of demons.

Elder Fengjing has to be very careful on weekdays.

Gao Qiu was a little nervous, but there were no obstacles along the way, except for an unpleasant pungent smell in the back mountain.

After he smelled the stench, the immortal seed in his body became unusually active.

"Brother... what are you doing?"

Gao Qiu was terrified. He had witnessed fellow practitioners practicing Buddhism, but it was definitely not so terrifying. Instead, the immortal seed would fall into a deep sleep.

It seems that the immortal seed has a natural disadvantage in the face of Buddhist scriptures.

It also prompted the practice of Buddhism to become the mainstream in the Plague Department.

"Hehe, Brother is waiting for you in the alchemy room. Go east from the aisle."

The little girl's reminder sounded behind Gao Qiu, and she disappeared when he turned around. There were pairs of eyes in the dark constantly peeking at him.

The door of the alchemy room was ajar, and he saw the tripod at a glance.

The tripod was full of cracks, and the mycelium was forcibly pieced together. The colorful mycelium was wriggling like a living thing.

Buddhism?

Definitely not Buddhism.

Gao Qiu's pupils shrank slightly, and he stood there at a loss.

His knowledge was indeed not high, but he could tell at a glance that Shen Lian not only did not practice Buddhism, but even did the opposite.

The mycelium was filled with at least a dozen types of pathogenic bacteria.

Shen Lian fused all the pathogenic bacteria together through alchemy, and the structure was extremely unstable, as if... it would lose control at any time.

"Impossible, how could Senior Brother be so reckless?"

Gao Qiu had always been indignant about Shen Lian's situation.

In his opinion, if it weren't for the Little Leiyin Temple's disruption, Shen Lian was destined to become one of the gods of the Plague Department and a prodigy favored by the Great Dao.

The scene in front of him showed that Shen Lian was about to become a foolish Nuo fairy.

Bang, bang, bang.

The movement of the tripod intensified, and the breath brought by the pathogenic bacteria became more unstable.

Countless pathogens intertwined around the tripod, turning into a mysterious Dao rhyme, and the mycelium began to spread, covering the alchemy room.

Gao Qiu suddenly remembered the resources that Shen Lian had asked him to collect.

Without exception, resources will promote the growth of immortal seeds. Ordinary cultivators dare not take them at all. Could it be that Shen Lian uses them to assist in cultivation?

This shocking way of cultivation is simply unprecedented.

The next moment.

The Dao rhyme suddenly withdrew, and the tripod broke into pieces.

Gao Qiu had no time to escape, and watched the bacteria pouring out. A figure stood in the center of the alchemy room.

"Collect."

Endless bacteria returned to Shen Lian's mouth and nose.

Shen Lian's martial arts golden body is still perfect in the eighth realm, but the martial arts plague pill is only half a step away from the land immortal. The immortal seeds contained in it have taken shape, taking the first step to create the true scripture.

He swept the martial arts plague pill, because the disease capsule was damaged, the plague pill was completely independent.

The plague pill is like an organ, connected by blood vessels and meridians, becoming a part of the blood circulation, and inseparable from the flesh and bones.

"Master... Senior Brother, you have achieved the ninth level of perfection!!"

Gao Qiu stared at him in disbelief, his expression could not help but reveal his enthusiasm.

Shen Lian smiled without saying anything, and carefully felt the martial arts plague pill. It took 56 points to integrate the fourteen types of immortal seeds into the martial arts plague pill.

In addition to the torture of nurturing the immortal seeds, the cost was far beyond the ordinary.

Fortunately, after the immortal seeds were integrated, the martial arts plague pill did not show any signs of losing control, even if the aura overwhelmed the martial arts golden body, it did not backfire.

Shen Lian understood that he was on the right path, but it was a pity that the immortal seeds were still incomplete.

When the soul communicated with the martial arts plague pill, countless characters could be seen surging, and it was impossible to form a complete sentence.