I can't be a demon

"When disaster strikes in Yanliang Town, we can temporarily place my father in Gao Laozhuang, and make sure he occasionally uses his wisdom to dispel resentment."

Shen Lian smiled and used his strength to refine the ghost gourd in his palm.

Because he had just entered the sixth level of Yuandan, the consciousness born in the Niwan Palace was looming, and it took a lot of time to refine the multiplication instrument.

By the time when the ghost gourd was as easy as using an arm, two days had passed without him noticing.

Shen Lian poured his strength into the ghost gourd, and the gourd mouth suddenly showed suction, and more than a dozen pills fell into the magic weapon in the blink of an eye.

"Interesting."

The ghost gourd released a faint resentment that eroded the pill fruit. The pill fruit could be seen shrinking little by little, and the medicinal power in it gradually condensed into medicinal wine.

Shen Lian poured it into his mouth, and his tongue touched a few drops of wine.

"Hiss..."

"The unique flavors of various kinds of elixir fruits are contained in it. Just the function of brewing wine is worthy of being a medium-level magic weapon."

The ghost gourd can make the medicinal power of elixir fruits complement each other, which must be more effective than chewing them dry.

Shen Lian hung the ghost gourd on his waist, swallowed a few large pills and continued to practice.

I have to admit that the practice of inner alchemy is really slow. Even if there are sufficient resources, there is still an illusion that the strength is difficult to move forward.

"It takes at least ten days to get started with the three inner elixirs, and it may take years to be promoted to perfection."

The advantage of inner alchemy is that the strength is refined and strong, and there is no need to worry about going crazy, but the problem is that Shen Lian is not afraid of going crazy at all.

"No wonder no one cares about inner alchemy. If I had this spare time, I would have locked myself in a coffin to practice the White Bone Sutra and would have been in the fifth realm of innateness."

Shen Lian felt a headache and temporarily gave up inner alchemy.

It is not realistic to rely on adding points for inner alchemy. I plan to digest the other martial arts first, and then study whether there is a shortcut to inner alchemy.

Shen Lian swallowed a dozen hundred-year-old poisonous grasses into his stomach.

When the blood mixed with the poison circulated throughout his body, the four horizontal trainings began to be tempered at the same time, causing large patches of bruises on the surface of his skin.

"Hey."

Shen Lian regained his confidence in the horizontal training. In just ten minutes, he had successfully entered the horizontal training.

During.

The occupation panel showed the reminder of Jiuqi Diyan again after a lapse of half a month.

He didn't care at first, but he accidentally glanced at it and found that the experience progress of Jiuqi Diyan had reached 60%.

"Eighth Master is awesome!"

"If Gao Fu can be promoted to the fourth level before getting married, I think it's worth a try!!!"

Shen Lian silently re-awarded the title of best employee to the starling. Since the silly bird came to Gao Laozhuang, it seems to rely on the characteristics of the demons that are difficult to detect, and it is like a fish in water.

He secretly looked at the occupation panel.

"Woo woo woo..."

Suddenly, the cotton wool ghost in the coffin in the corner whimpered.

The cotton wool ghost only had seven hundred years left, and its transformation was not completely completed, but it seemed to have realized something in advance and struggled desperately.

"Huh?"

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes.

He heard light footsteps in the backyard, and they were approaching the lobby quietly without showing any resentment.

Shen Lian patted the coffin, "Who is it?"

"Gao... the matchmaker of Gao's house, she is here to send... an invitation, sir, you... must accept the invitation, otherwise you will get into trouble."

The cotton wool ghost's words were mixed with a bit of envy, but more of fear.

It recalled Shen Lian's performance at the ghost market auction. If it killed the matchmaker, it would definitely attract the wrath of Master Gao.

The other party could leave Gao Laozhuang at most, but it would have to be buried with the matchmaker.

Bang.

The back door of the ghost pawnshop was knocked open.

The fishy smell was everywhere, and a shadow of more than four meters squeezed into the shop.

Shen Lian placed his right hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist. His immortal bronze body had not yet been activated, but his eye had already appeared between his eyebrows, and his strength was stored but not released.

"Invitation, take the invitation!"

A naked female pig ghost was lying in the aisle, with dozens of lonely ghosts cleaning their teeth in her bloody mouth.

"Invitation, take the invitation!!"

The matchmaker stuck out her tongue, and the tip of her tongue was an invitation made of red paper.

Her eyes became greedy, because she smelled the sweet smell of the man in front of her, and her head involuntarily moved closer to the lobby.

She planned to taste the invitation when the man took it.

"Hehehe."

The cotton ghost heard Shen Lian's strange laugh, and the lid of the coffin was almost lifted off.

Whoosh.

The knife flashed by.

The matchmaker screamed shrilly, and half of her tongue fell to the floor.

"You, you, you dare..."

Kakaka.

The matchmaker stopped abruptly. In front of her, a four-meter giant appeared, possessed and glaring at her. The murderous intent seemed to be tangible and enveloped the ghost pawnshop.

What frightened her most was the bone blade in Shen Lian's hand.

The bone blade expanded to four meters, and the blade was covered with cracks shaped like a mouth. Saliva dripped from the tip of the blade, and the ground sizzled.

The matchmaker felt a monstrous appetite. As long as Shen Lian drew his knife, the big demon hidden in the knife would tear every piece of her flesh and blood into pieces! ! !

The cotton ghost trembled like a sieve.

A three-thousand-year-old demon disguised as a crow, a two-thousand-year-old demon disguised as a blade!

It now felt that Shen Lian's almost broken belt was transformed by a demon. Help! I just want to go back to the tailor shop and be a waiter!

The matchmaker was equally unbearable. The demon's Taoism undergoes a qualitative change every thousand years. Moreover, with a two-thousand-year-old demon as a weapon, Shen Lian is definitely not a delicious blood food.

Bang bang bang

The matchmaker turned and ran, closing the back door after leaving the ghost pawnshop.

"It's a pity that the matchmaker ran away too quickly, otherwise she would have just peeled off a layer of ghost skin."

Shen Lian returned to his normal state, stepped on his moving tongue, bent down to take the invitation, "This invitation seems a little different."

"Keep it, there is indeed a chance to use it."

[Master Gao's invitation identification completed, Nine Qi Di Yan experience +2.34%]

"Huh? The tailor shop ghost got the Gao Laozhuang invitation before, is there something special about the invitation sent by the matchmaker personally?"

[Master Gao's invitation]

[Written by Master Gao for Shen Hansheng, you can go to the Gao family mansion with the invitation to participate in the banquet, remember, remember, don't look back, don't look back!!! 】

"With one more name, it should be easier to enter the cave with the help of the invitation. But I am a warrior after all, why would they choose me..."

"Huh?"

"Ah?!!"

"Shen Hansheng? Ghost Dad?!!"

Shen Lian hurriedly asked the cotton ghost, "What are the benefits of participating in the banquet?"

"My lord, I can marry into the Gao family and get guidance from the true master."

This means that demons can also enter the cave. Whether they can become so-called alchemists is another matter. Maybe it is an opportunity to increase their Taoism.

Shen Lian stepped on his tongue and the resentment returned to his mouth and nose.

While he was thinking, Ghost Dad hurriedly passed through the wall and returned to the Ghost Pawnshop. He was relieved to see that Shen Lian was safe.

"A Lian, who broke into the pawnshop?"

Ghost Dad's clothes were covered with rotten glutinous rice. As the resentment surged, the glutinous rice turned into ashes, but it caused his Taoism to be reduced by several years.

"..."

"Who is it?!!"

Ghost Dad was breathing heavily, and the shop started to riot again.

"The matchmaker from the Gao family."

Ghost Dad's resentment stagnated, and he nodded subtly, "I don't know which young lady from the Gao family asked the matchmaker to come to the store to propose marriage."