I can't be a demon

[Ksitigarbha Yama reaches 90.43%, martial arts points +20]

[Ksitigarbha Yama reaches 100.32%, martial arts points +20]

Immediately, Ksitigarbha Yama's experience jumped to 108% before stopping. The opportunity to advance to the sixth level had been obtained, and he only had to wait for the birth of Xiaoleiyin Temple.

"Since Bage entered the deep ghost market, I don't know what he is doing?"

"You won't run into the ruins of the old heaven, right?"

Shen Lian reluctantly put Tianshou's body into the alchemy furnace.

[Absorb the Peach Demon Buddha, Unbounded Corpse Tree experience +10.34%]

[Unbounded Corpse Tree reaches 11.65%, martial arts points +40]

Shen Lian was not surprised. Inside the corpse were four or five Buddhist relics of the middle vehicle, plus thirty-six ghost relics that Tian Shou had practiced during his lifetime.

He looked at the alchemy furnace growing flowers and buds one after another.

"call."

"It seems that I am probably the biggest variable in this world."

Shen Lian's face showed bitterness. Lingbao Tianzun was definitely aware of himself in the Immortal Prisoner's room, so he took the initiative to give the Taoist Talisman of Wusheng Tao Fruit.

The problem is that according to Zheng Lun, no matter what their realm is, later generations of monks cannot change history by reminiscing about entering and leaving the old heaven.

Any trace will disappear.

Shen Lian is the exception. Not only can it affect history, but it can also be noticed by ancient immortals and Buddhas. However, for now, only the level of the Three Pure Ones can discover it.

He suspected that the reason for this was, on the one hand, because after the banyan tree was promoted to the sixth level, it already possessed some of the characteristics of the innate spiritual root.

On the other hand, I am not a native of this world.

The law of heaven in the world of Journey to the West is the cycle of life and death, and everything will be reincarnated.

However, Shen Lian is a person who only has the present and the future and no past, so he can leave his footprints in the old heaven.

Of course, he could not change the fate of heaven and earth, and he did not dare to change it. The sudden disaster in the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan was too strange and could not be controlled by a mere nine realms.

"The fruit of the Tao without birth, the third session on the Tao in the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan."

Shen Lian is very complicated.

He knew that by relying on the preaching talisman, he could go to the ruins of the old heaven at the end of the ghost market and find the Shangqing Palace to go to the memory of Wusheng Daoguo.

To be honest, the fruit of the lifeless path can reveal the secrets of a large number of mysteries.

Shen Lian was lying if he wasn't curious, but he really couldn't understand what Lingbao Tianzun meant, let alone what happened in heaven that day.

"Lingbao Tianzun should have no ill intentions, otherwise there is no need to give him the Taoist Talisman. It would not be difficult for him to rob me with his magical powers."

"Let's talk about it later."

Shen Lian put away the Taoist Talisman and sealed it in the center of the lotus platform.

Click.

The main hall door opened a gap.

Shen Lian came back to his senses and noticed that it was Siyun who pushed the door open. The latter did not disturb the God of the Plague Department and nodded kindly towards him.

The monks outside the door are fighting against each other, and there is already a tendency to compete for places.

If they missed the baptism of transformation from mortal to immortal, they would have to wait another two hundred years. For this reason, they did not hesitate to contact Buddhism, and a faint resentment spread.

The Master of the Welfare Department did not stop the spread of Buddhism, and a large number of disciples practiced it every day.

Shen Lian felt that Zheng Lun planned to use Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the future and made an unspeakable big gamble in order to win the other party's trust.

"Thank you for your hard work, senior sister."

Siyun paused for a few breaths, then handed over the storage bag, "Junior Brother Tianwen, it contains the inner sect's resources for half a year. Because of your status as a Taoist disciple, the warehouse elder gave you an extra month."

"Thank you, senior sister, and thank the warehouse elder for me."

Shen Lian took the storage bag. The mouth of the bag was sealed with a magic talisman, which showed that it had not been touched.

There are seven bottles of elixirs in total, as well as related books on promotion to land gods, but the magical talismans and miscellaneous items are not in Shen Lian's concern.

Shen Lian secretly identified the information about the elixir.

[Zhongcheng Taisui Pill]

[It is refined from the complete soul of the Taisui monks in Gui City. After taking it, the soul will merge into one's own soul and increase one's lifespan by 380 years. Refining the Taisui Pill is extremely expensive, as the soul retains its spiritual intelligence during life, and backlash is prone to occur. 】

Compared with the inferior Tai Sui Pill, the maggots can be seen clearly with the medium Tai Sui Pill.

Maggots have human faces, and even when they are sleeping, their expressions show joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. They indeed contain complete three souls and seven souls.

Shen Lian was well-informed and was a little frightened when faced with such a strange elixir.

He definitely won't take it, so he might as well keep it for these two silly fishes to prolong their lives.

Although Supreme Chang Rongtian consumes ten years of life in one day and has to wait for hundreds of days, Shen Lian's remaining life is still not a handful.

Siyun did not leave in a hurry and watched Shen Lian count the resources.

While receiving resources, she had already inquired about Shen Lian's true and false status, and found out that Shen Lian was also a disciple of the outer sect of the Plague Department.

Tian Shou, who had a great reputation, had just been declared dead by the Ministry of Plague not long ago.

Siyun guessed that Tian Shou was killed by Shen Lian in the outer sect competition.

But instead of being criticized, Shen Lian received personal guidance from the God of Plague, which shows how terrifying his qualifications and talents are.

It is said that the fourth Nuo Immortal was also born because of Shen Lian.

"Junior brother, please remember to be careful in the main hall."

"What's wrong, senior sister?"

Siyun stopped talking but pointed to the top of his head and explained softly: "They will go crazy these days. You must not stay on the futon. Go hide in a corner and don't expose your breath."

"go Ape?"

"I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but the main hall will experience it every once in a while, and there will be extremely terrifying sounds inside."

"But entering and exiting the main hall does not affect them. After all, they cannot leave their seats."

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows. No wonder the state of the Plague God was getting worse.

"I left first."

Si Yun took a few steps and turned back to say, "Junior brother, you have taken up a place for baptism. They are waiting for you to leave the main hall."

Shen Lian watched Si Yun go away and hesitated to come to the southwest corner of the main hall.

This is the blind spot of the three main gods, and his own vision is not affected. At the same time, the teleportation tree is growing slowly in the corner.

Shen Lian still chose to stay in the main hall, and the martial arts plague pill swallowed and spit out the germs from the outside world.

After all, the day of baptism is approaching, and he must try his best to purify the martial arts plague pill to increase his confidence when he transforms into an immortal.

When you are promoted to a human immortal, you need to visualize the way of heaven. Shen Lian has a premonition that it will not be peaceful.

Half a day later, the teleportation tree grew again, and its roots wrapped around the ankle.

After Shen Lian was somewhat confident, he stared at the three main gods with his eyes between his eyebrows, and his soul controlled his strength to circulate the Zhoutian cycle over and over again.

The martial arts plague pill is far from complete, and there is still room for the immortal seed to be completed.

However, continuing to complete the immortal seed is not necessarily a good thing. Shen Lian is really unsure about the visualization of the heavenly way, so the martial arts plague pill is safe.

According to the records of the plague department, becoming an immortal does not hinder the completion of the immortal seed.

It is just more dangerous and may cause the body and soul to become Nuo immortals.

As time goes by, Shen Lian's martial arts plague pill becomes more stable, and the volume is slightly reduced, but the number of bacteria contained is increasing proportionally.

The bottleneck of the eighth level of the martial arts golden body has been relaxed many times, but it has been suppressed.

Just as Shen Lian was immersed in retreat, three overlapping voices suddenly sounded in his ears.

"The body of Laojun is natural, born before the great nothingness, starting from no cause, experiencing the heaven and earth, the beginning and the end cannot be measured, and the end is infinite..."

The voice was praising the moral heavenly master, and it faintly revealed a bit of pain.

Shen Lian grabbed the root of the teleportation tree.

The three gods of the plague department went crazy.

Zheng Lun in the center changed first, and the pustules all over his body disappeared in an instant.

His skin was as dazzling as stars, and his body was filled with endless Dao rhyme transformed from mayflies, which constantly wandered through his pores, outlining the truth of the Dao.

Shen Lian's eyes were blank, and the strong feeling of nausea intensified.

Zheng Lun's current image was too perfect, but it was indescribably weird. Even the immortals and Buddhas he had seen were not so extraordinary.

The other two gods were just the opposite.

His body was full of holes, with dense mayflies coming in and out, without any Dao rhyme, and his robe was stained with a thick layer of fungal carpet.

The three formed a sharp contrast, but Shen Lian felt that Zheng Lun was a little more seriously ill.

"Wow wow wow."