I can't be a demon

Shen Lian's expression was stiff, on the one hand, because he was facing the God.

On the other hand.

There seemed to be something extra in his arms.

Chapter 323 The Four Realms of Human-Insect Immortal

Shen Lian immediately noticed something extra in his arms when he came to his senses.

No matter how his soul explored, it was difficult to see what was in his arms. He could only know it through his own touch, and that thing was still alive.

The thing in his arms was slightly squirming, and its strength was gradually increasing.

Shen Lian was first sure that it was not the God of Plague Department who did it.

The problem should have come from the moment he left the ruins of the old heaven...

Shen Lian felt bad, and his soul read the relevant memories over and over again.

Before the God of Plague Department took action, the entrance was shrouded in endless darkness, and the footsteps from inside to outside should not have reached the prison.

"Wait."

Shen Lian's heart was pounding, and before his consciousness was in a trance, there was a vague figure at the entrance.

"Is it Lingbao Tianzun?" He suppressed his curiosity to check the things in his arms, fearing that the three plague gods in front of him would find clues.

Shen Lian didn't want to miss any matter related to the 27th year of Zhenguan.

As he collected more and more clues, he became more and more curious about the heaven and earth catastrophe. There must be some cause and effect before and after the 27th year of Zhenguan.

Zheng Lun noticed that Shen Lian was lost in thought and thought that the latter was a little confused.

"Heavenly plague, I know you are full of doubts."

Zheng Lun's voice was neither happy nor sad, bringing an indescribable sense of oppression.

Among the three gods, except Zheng Lun, the other two were resting with their eyes closed, and occasionally a soul swept over Shen Lian.

"Everything that happened in the ruins of the old heaven is indeed closely related to the destruction of the heaven, but it is just a memory of the peach tree."

"You and I can't control the history that has already happened."

Shen Lian looked around, and it turned out that he was the only one in the whole palace, and the other monks who participated in the outer sect competition had long disappeared.

He frowned slightly, and the traces left behind were erased to show that it was true.

But Shen Lian had experienced the fruit tasting conference in Wuzhuang Temple before, and he clearly remembered that every word and action did affect history invisibly.

Wasn't it because of him that Li Liuru was reborn from death?

Could it be that only he could change history in the memories of the ancient and modern times with his innate spiritual roots?

Shen Lian didn't think he was the most special one. It was probably because of the banyan tree that he relied on his innate spiritual roots to advance to the sixth level, and perhaps he already had the characteristics of innate spiritual roots.

He looked solemn and didn't think it was a good thing.

The heaven and earth catastrophe swept across the three realms, and the innate spiritual roots played a vital role in the disaster.

Zheng Lun interrupted Shen Lian's thoughts, "Tian Wen, you are already the first person in the outer sect of the Plague Department, and the nominal Daozi of the Plague Department. You are very good."

"The righteous gods are too kind, and the disciple has never wanted to be a Daozi."

Zheng Lun leaned down and looked at Shen Lian, who was like an ant. The two righteous gods on the left and right stood still, swallowing and spitting fungus mist from their mouths and noses.

"Tianwen, your methods really opened my eyes."

"Master Zheng, you are joking."

"You are so bold. You are a Taoist of the ninth realm. Do you think you can do whatever you want in the Plague Department?"

Zheng Lun grinned, and his tongue was covered with pus.

"Master Zheng, I am just seeking self-protection."

"Pretending. You obviously have mastered the magical power of gigantism and the ability to control size freely. Why are you acting like a child now?"

Zheng Lun snorted coldly, and the terrifying residual power enveloped the palace.

Shen Lian cursed inwardly.

Will dealing with a Tianshou really anger the Plague Department God? When will the Arhats of the Little Leiyin Temple be seen by the Plague Department Daoists?

He protected the crisis and carefully observed the three Plague Department Gods.

The Plague Department Gods have a strong aura, and their cultivation is likely to be above the Earth Immortals, but the immortal seeds in their bodies are abnormally chaotic, and they need to rely on the chair to suppress them.

The chair is connected to the ground, containing the mysterious rhythm of Taoism

Treasure?

No, it is probably an artifact above the supreme treasure, and it is likely to come from the ancient heaven.

Shen Lian realized that even at the level of the Plague Department's God, the drawbacks of the immortal seed have not been solved, and it is not easy to maintain spiritual intelligence.

No wonder the Plague Department is extremely negative, after all, their own God sits for a long time every day.

"The flesh of the God may have been connected to the chair. Even if they are extraordinary, they cannot get rid of the shackles brought by the immortal seed."

"With the lotus platform and the protection of the dragon fish robe, I have a chance to escape."

"Okay, okay."

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes and thought to himself: "In this case, I don't need to retain my strength. Giantization, right? Let you see what the innate horizontal training holy body is!!"

The sound of bones colliding sounded in his body.

The martial arts plague pill swallowed a large amount of bacteria. Not long after, the bacteria spread all over the body through the blood vessels and meridians. At the same time, the immortal profound art was exerted to the extreme, and it surged.

The dragon fish robe turned into a root-like robe, and he threw the things in his arms into the fruit core.

Ten meters.

Fifteen meters.

Twenty-five meters.

Shen Lian barely stopped at thirty meters. Although he was not on the same level as the three Plague Gods, he was not to the extent of looking up to them.

The hot blood was overflowing, and the temperature in the hall continued to rise.

The three Plague Gods had different expressions, and they obviously saw that Shen Lian was extraordinary. With the help of the Buddhist treasure, the Taoist heritage he showed seemed to be the same as the Plague, but it was not.

The corrosiveness of the martial arts realm was not comparable to the plague cultivators of the same realm.

Shen Lian's muscles were tense, and the terrifying power was accumulating in the dark. The lotus platform was about to emerge, just waiting for the Plague God to show some malice.

Zheng Lun's pupils shrank, and the way Shen Lian used the immortal seeds was simply unprecedented.

Immortal seeds are almost symbiotic with the body and soul, rather than being used as a petri dish for the true scriptures. The plague pill in the body is like an innate organ.

Zheng Lun didn't know whether the immortal seed could remain stable after Shen Lian transformed from mortal to immortal. At least it could provide a solution to the shortcomings of the immortal seed.

The remaining seven series do not have such serious drawbacks as the plague series, but they all treat the symptoms rather than the root cause.

"Who...is he?"

"Having a Buddhist treasure, could it be the Buddha who survived the spiritual mountain in the west?"

The feeling of familiarity in Zheng Lun's heart was still vague.

He was certain that Shen Lian was no ordinary mortal. He was the reincarnation of some immortal god, and his status in the ancient heaven might be far above his own.

"In any case, since there are living immortals and Buddhas who choose to worship the plague path, it is not a bad thing to try to improve the inheritance of the Taoism by practicing the law."

Zheng Lun hesitated whether to ask Shen Lian for advice.

As a result, some calculations revealed that he had practiced in Shen Lian's way and had a near-death life. Once he lost control, demons comparable to the four great Nuo immortals would be born, which would be devastating to the ghost market.

"It seems that this way is only suitable for Tianwen for the time being."

"Let's make a good relationship."

A smile emerged from the corner of Zheng Lun's mouth, "Tianwen Daozi, don't be nervous. The grudge against the Headless Arhat will not be blamed on you."

"Thank you, God."

"Just call me real person."

Shen Lian didn't know the reason for Zheng Lun's change of attitude, but it was good since there was no malice.

The lotus platform is extremely mysterious, but it involves Xitian Lingshan. Unless it is absolutely necessary, I don't want to be exposed in front of others.

Zheng Lun hesitated for a moment, and a twisted Buddha statue appeared in his palm.

Bang.

The statue of Buddha fell to the ground motionless, and its appearance was somewhat similar to that of Tian Shou. It was obviously the result of the complete Buddha transformation after refining the scriptures.

"Headless Arhat is not a pure disciple of the Plague Department after all, so I'll leave it to you to deal with it."

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows, and Tian Shou banned three or four sentences of the Middle Vehicle Buddhist Dharma. The resulting thing still exuded resentment, so it must be good as a pregnancy product.

"Zheng Zhenzhen, I don't know what the other outer disciples have planned."

"Most of them have already entered various inner monasteries."