I can't be a demon

"Huang Mei is very difficult to deal with."

Shen Lian noticed the insect eggs and decided to swallow them temporarily. Only if Qu Pian went further, he would be qualified to threaten Huang Mei.

He not only wanted to take back the two souls lost by the mortal, but also to kill Huang Mei's spirit.

"It shouldn't take long. Huang Mei will never deal with the Eight Gods personally. The delay time is just enough for me to come out of retreat."

The Nuo Immortals did not calm down at all because of the loss of the insect eggs. They all focused their attention on Shen Lian.

Bang.

After the muffled sound.

The magic circle collapsed, and Shen Lian's figure was submerged in the crowd of Nuo Immortals.

………

At the same time, in the center of Yaochi.

As a spiritual vein in the thirty-three heavens, Yaochi is full of the roots of the peach trees. Those roots are like living things, constantly expanding, and the ends are vortex-shaped.

Zheng Lun and others came to Yaochi one after another, and they were horrified by such a scene.

It might not be long before the entire Heavenly Palace will be filled with the roots of the peach trees, and the culprit is most likely the Queen Mother of the West.

They could not help but look at the Queen Mother of the West's palace, which was dead silent, but there was a real gaze peeping at the Jade Pool.

"Swallow the peaches, go!"

Zheng Lun shouted, and then took the initiative to swallow the eggs into his stomach.

The immortal seed suppressed the eggs, but the eggs were obviously showing signs of hatching.

They had to reach the Peach Festival before the larvae of the True Scripture were born, otherwise the immortal seed would not be able to stop the larvae from parasitizing.

Everyone knew that there was no way out.

Zheng Lun and others were struggling.

As they approached the Peach Festival, the eggs became more and more active. After all, the immortal seed was just a fragment of the True Scripture, and it had even begun to be eaten by the eggs.

"We're here."

After Zheng Lun finished speaking, he immediately vomited out the eggs in his stomach.

The others followed suit, and the banquet of the Peach Festival was just around the corner, set on the dry riverbed in the center of Yaochi.

There were clearly two or three hundred seats, but only more than forty immortals and gods were seated.

Even the many evil Buddhas of the Little Leiyin Temple were included.

Zheng Lun froze, noticing the three figures at the head, namely Yuanshi Tianzun, Daode Tianzun, and Lingbao Tianzun.

"Amitabha, don't worry about the Three Pure Ones."

Zheng Lun heard a gentle self-talk, and the source of the voice was sitting among the evil Buddhas.

He looked closely and saw that it was Huang Mei.

After not seeing him for a long time, Huang Mei no longer had any demonic features, and his body was slightly fatter, and his appearance was more like an ordinary fat monk.

In Huang Mei's hand, he was holding one of the three treasures of Maitreya Buddha, the [human race bag].

The human race bag kept rising and falling, and countless distorted faces were reflected on the surface. It was obvious that the two souls of mortals in the world were contained in the human race bag.

All the evil Buddhas were present, including Medicine Buddha, Light Buddha, Vairocana Buddha, Ratnasambhava Buddha, White Bone Bodhisattva, Infinite Intention Bodhisattva...

They had different thoughts, and after four hundred years, they had generally cultivated to the level of earthly immortals.

Huang Mei patiently explained: "This is just a recollection, it is far from possible to condense the Three Pure Ones, they are just a shadow."

"Huang Mei, why do you want to threaten the lives of hundreds of millions of ordinary people?"

"Amitabha, I borrowed them from the mortal world. If there is a chance in the future, I will personally return them one by one."

Huang Mei's mouth corners raised, completely like a monk with profound Buddhist knowledge.

Zheng Lun said coldly: "If you want to threaten Tian Wen through souls, I advise you not to. Tian Wen is not the mind of a saint who abandons the small self and achieves the great self."

"Yes, and no."

Huang Mei smiled, and the Tathagata Sutra appeared on his skin, and there was a vortex pattern between his eyebrows.

"Donor Zheng Lun, please take a seat first. There will be a good show in a moment..."

"Huang Mei!!"

Zheng Lun no longer hesitated. His whole body was full of strong magic power. His cultivation level was close to the perfection of earthly immortals. On the surface, he was competing with Huang Mei.

Huang Mei put the human race bag on the table in front of him.

"Come and take it."

"I will not take action. As long as you can get the human race bag, millions of souls will be released at will. If you can't, I will take them to the Western Lingshan to create a Buddhist country."

Huang Mei said with a smile. When his upper and lower jaws opened and closed, seven-color precious light appeared. It seemed that there were countless voices chanting the Tathagata Sutra around him.

His cultivation level was extremely strange, and he was constantly fluctuating between heavenly immortals and earthly immortals.

"Who is coming?"

Huang Mei looked around, but no evil Buddha stood up.

Xiao Leiyin Temple had been in contact with the eight divisions of the ghost market for more than 300 years, and had already mastered the eight divisions' Taoism. They were not interested at all.

Even though they were all earthly immortals, their eyes revealed the look of looking at ants.

"Buddha, let the disciples deal with them."

The Medicine Buddha put his hands together, and the vast Buddha light radiated. The twelve earthly immortals took a half step back at the same time, which showed the difference in strength.

The most obvious difference was the true scriptures.

The evil Buddha had already collected the true scriptures, and Huang Mei had even refined the Tathagata Sutra and the Qu True Sutra, which was far beyond the reach of the Eight Divisions of Immortal Seeds.

"A hundred years ago, I ate two of the Eight Divisions of Gods, and they tasted really good, especially the so-called immortal seeds that you deceived yourself with."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it tastes good."

The Medicine Buddha opened his bloody mouth and licked his gums with his long and narrow tongue.

Zheng Lun burned his body and soul without hesitation, and the immortal seeds suddenly burst out with a terrifying breath. The others no longer held back and approached the Medicine Buddha at the same time.

The Medicine Buddha widened his eyes excitedly, and mosquito larvae flowed out of his tear glands.

"The Little Leiyin Temple is heading to the Western Lingshan Mountain soon, so it's a good opportunity to treat you to a snack so that you won't have trouble finding food in the Buddhist land."

As soon as he finished speaking, Medicine Buddha disappeared from the spot.

The aroma of medicine hits my face.

While Zheng Lun was hesitating, various kinds of herbs were already growing on his skin. Even if he could pull them out, he couldn't pull them out completely. He could only let the herbs absorb nutrients.

The Medicine Buddha transformed into a ten-meter Buddha statue and knocked five people away with one palm.

His remaining fear disappeared. In the face of the complete Middle Vehicle Buddhism, immortal seeds were indeed worthless and would become food sooner or later.

"Hahaha."

The Medicine Buddha's tongue swept away the exposed aura of the Immortal Seed, and his expression became more and more arrogant.

Seeing this, Mrs. Bones' eyes flashed with a hint of unbearable, and the herbs caused by the fragrance of the medicine grew crazily, even in the barren Yaochi.

She knew that Zheng Lun and others had hidden methods, but Medicine Buddha was almost invincible.

The fragrance of the medicine never fades, and the Medicine Buddha can heal even if his soul is gone. The characteristic of the "Medicine Master's Merit Sutra" is his immortality.

Unless the damage caused can be far greater than the recovery speed.

Mrs. Bones felt that even Shen Lian couldn't do it. It could be said that Medicine Buddha's scriptures targeted flesh and blood and completely restrained warriors.

"It's okay if junior brother doesn't come."

"Huang Mei plans to use the Queen Mother of the West to go to the Western Spiritual Mountain. Junior brother is definitely not Huang Mei's opponent for the time being, but after thousands of years, junior brother will definitely be able to rival Huang Mei when he becomes an immortal."

She seemed to know why Patriarch Bodhi asked her to worship at Xiaoleiyin Temple in the first place, just to wait for the opportunity to go to Lingshan Mountain in the West.

Mrs. Bones is also afraid that Shen Lian will reveal his identity.

She had tried her best to cover it up, but once Huang Mei came into contact with Shen Lian, she was not sure whether the clues to the martial arts scripture would be revealed.

"Hahaha, so delicious!"

Medicine Buddha laughed loudly and tore off the arm of the Great Immortal Huli.

He chewed his arm hard, and soon the flesh and bones were reduced to ashes, and his mouth could be seen to be filled with dense scriptures.

"Damn it!"

The Great Immortal Huli took several steps back, and blood lines were exposed on his neck.

The eight righteous gods looked at each other and immediately decided to protect the Great Immortal Huli. They thought they could compete with Huang Mei, but they did not expect that even Medicine Buddha would be difficult to match.

Their immortal souls left their bodies and carried the immortal seeds into Zheng Lun's body.

boom.

Medicine Buddha couldn't help but be stunned, and then retreated a hundred meters before stopping.