I can't be a demon

"Golden Chanzi!!"

"The Tathagata Sutra is definitely not a true sutra! Where did you hide the true sutra?!!"

Huang Mei's spirit became extreme, and the Buddha's light enveloped the entire thirteenth reincarnation. Every ray of light was like a fine needle, and the temple was riddled with holes.

"die!!!"

The Buddha's light concentrated a little and penetrated where Shen Lian was.

"Even Tathagata Buddha has to obey the way of heaven. How can a vulgar warrior compete with the sun in the sky? It's ridiculous."

"When I refine Xiao Xitian and complete the Tathagata Sutra, I will definitely find the reincarnated soul boy of Jin Chanzi and get a glimpse of the whole sutra."

Huang Mei obviously noticed something strange in the Tathagata Sutra, so he determined that the Tathagata Sutra was not a true sutra.

His muttering resounded throughout the world, "Jin Chanzi, there is no way that you will die. The Tathagata has manipulated your soul, and you will definitely be reincarnated after death."

"Jin Chanzi, you can't escape. You will be Buddhism's lackey for the rest of your life!!"

"I asked you to create Xiaoxitian together, but you are worried about the destruction of living beings. Hahaha, the calamity of heaven and earth that occurs once every 120,000 years is not rewritten by billions of living beings in the mortal world!"

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.

"Uncle Master, if Jin Chanzi is reincarnated, where will he be born?"

Huang Mei looked at Shen Lian, who he thought had vanished into ashes, but what he saw was a scene that made his heart tremble uncontrollably.

Shen Lian stood still, the previous Buddha's light almost penetrated his chest, and the three crystal-clear immortal bone hearts were beating continuously.

Huang Mei saw that there were extremely complicated lines inside and outside the heart.

That's... scripture.

wrong.

After the fall of Lingshan, Huang Mei read through many Mahayana Buddhist scriptures and almost every scripture in Lingshan was not omitted. Finally, he chose the Tathagata Sutra as the scripture for refining.

The scriptures in Shen Lian's body were extremely strange, and the recorded contents were all...

Martial arts?

How is it possible? ! !

How could there be scriptures recording martial arts in the world, and why are the contents so complete, as if they were created by themselves?

A ridiculous thought came to Huang Mei's mind.

"It's impossible. Martial arts is the real Mahayana Buddhism, right?"

"Jie, Jie, Jie, ten percent."

Shen Lian smiled strangely and drove the martial arts golden body, and there was a sound of being reborn, and all the special features of the martial arts golden body were revealed one after another.

Thousand hands, wolf bones, scale skin, nine heads, bear tendons, dragon face, ivory, plague blood, insect heart, ape arm, Buddha image, divine root...

The true realm of martial arts is against the Buddha's light, and various types of mushrooms are growing on the ground.

Even if Shen Lian did not deliberately target the Medicine Master Hall, the latter would still be unable to resist the True Realm of Martial Arts, and the Four Ghosts and Gods once again had an absolute advantage.

They control the Medicine Master's Palace and let the stone eggs eat its flesh and blood to grow.

"..."

It has been countless years since Huang Mei became a Buddha, but he can't help but feel incredible. It is really too... weird for Shen Lian to have no reservations.

It is obviously full of the characteristics of various demons and ghosts, but it has the charm of immortals and Buddhas.

It seems that there really is an immortal Buddha in the Three Realms who is so terrifying.

The next moment.

The Qi and blood overshadowed the Buddha's light, and the Yellow-browed Tathagata Sutra became disordered.

Due to the incompleteness of the Tathagata Sutra, once it was suppressed by the martial arts sutra, the sutra immediately began to bite Huang Mei, crazily devouring his body and soul.

puff.

Huangmei vomited blood, and the human race bag hung above his head, collecting the excess scriptures.

Shen Lian walked slowly, imagining the Tathagata Sutra with yellow eyebrows and a whole body, and the martial arts called [Tathagata Sakyamuni Golden Body] was being created.

"Tianwen, what is your relationship with the God of Heavenly Plague?!"

Jin Rao opened his mouth.

An incomparable suction force came, and Shen Lian disappeared into it.

Huang Mei vomited blood again. It was originally the Tathagata Sutra that was barely refined, but now it has become a death charm on the road to hell.

Bang.

The vitality in the golden cymbal disappeared.

Huang Mei didn't feel lucky at all. The germs in the distance gathered together and then rebuilt a body, which was Shen Lian.

Within the scope of the true realm of martial arts, Shen Lian's soul can be transferred at will.

Huang Mei's flaw in activating the golden cymbal was too big, so Shen Lian directly gave up part of his energy and blood and avoided the Buddha treasure in a slightly thrilling way.

Whoosh.

He instantly came to Huang Mei's side and struck out the Thousand-Armed Fist like a violent storm.

Huang Mei felt that martial arts scriptures invaded the Tathagata Sutra. The contents of the Tathagata Sutra became beyond recognition, and the trend of body and soul collapse was difficult to stop.

"I have to repair the Tathagata Sutra..."

He recalled the Tathagata Sutra carefully, and then he was horrified to find that the memory of Mahayana Buddhism in his mind was so unfamiliar, as if it did not exist at all.

Huang Mei raised his eyes and looked at Shen Lian, who showed his disdain for the Three Treasures of Maitreya Buddha.

"After all, it's just false. The yellow eyebrow itself may be the same, but the power of the Three Jewels of Maitreya Buddha cannot even be exerted."

The fist was stamped on Huangmei's body, and Jiezi let out a shrill scream.

Shen Lian was also corroded by the Buddha's light, and his body was covered in white bones. Fortunately, he had the Seven Treasures Buddha's bones, so his foundation was not damaged.

He already knew how powerful the old yellow-browed Buddha from Xiaoleiyin Temple was, and his current strength was completely incapable of resisting him.

The yellow-browed old Buddha possesses three treasures of the Maitreya Buddha, a complete Tathagata Sutra, and is 80% at the top of the earthly immortal realm.

Shen Lian can only have a chance of survival if he is promoted to Earth Immortal.

Huang Mei gave up her resistance and allowed the Tathagata Sutra to destroy herself. "Nephew, don't you want to know where Jin Chanzi was reincarnated for the eleventh time?"

Shen Lian stopped and heard Huang Mei ask in complicated words: "Am I true or false?"

Huang Mei didn't get a response and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "So that's it, one flower and one world, one leaf and one bodhi."

He scanned Shen Lian from head to toe and realized that the latter was the so-called true scripture.

Rather than a group of indescribable things in the Western Lingshan Mountain.

Huang Mei said to himself: "I suddenly hope that Jin Chanzi will win, otherwise it will be meaningless."

"Nephew, I have calculated that if Jin Chanzi does not die, he will be reincarnated in a place full of bones."

Huang Mei's body and soul were destroyed, turning into ashes inch by inch.

The second earth immortal golden body method [Tathagata Sakyamuni Golden Body] was completed.

Shen Lian was thinking a lot. What Huang Mei said was not the White Bone Cave.

He was promoted to the seventh level of Dao Infant in the past, it was in the White Bone Cave. Could it be that the reincarnation calculated by Huang Mei was actually related to the lotus platform?

The speed of the thirteenth reincarnation collapsed faster, and the occupation panel gave a prompt.

[Tian Gang Immortal Fetus reached 100.09%, martial arts points +40]

Shen Lian suppressed his distracting thoughts and looked around to see if there was anything good to miss.

………

Twenty years of Zhenguan.

Click click.

The old monk was walking with difficulty in the wild mountains with a cane.

His breath was cut off, his lifespan was exhausted, and he had no cultivation at all, but the cassock on his body was extremely gorgeous, engraved with countless scriptures.

A strong man followed the old monk from a distance.

"Hey."

He sighed and said, "Wujing, you should go back to the Liusha River."

"Master, my eldest brother and second brother are missing and seriously injured. I can't stay in the Liusha River at ease. Master, I..."

"Master, this trip is to repay the debt."

Jin Chanzi smiled and said, "All my internal organs, limbs and head belong to others."

"Master, you must not die!"

Jin Chanzi shook his head, "Wujing, you just need to tell Wukong that I will see the true scriptures in my last life, and Wukong knows what to do."

Sha Wujing was stunned.