I can't be a demon

Old Man Gu was sure that the fake Bodhisattva was definitely for Shen Lian, as it seemed that the latter had something that the fake Bodhisattva was very eager for.

Perhaps it was the fourth-grade lotus platform that Zhengwen had seen at a glance?

It was horrifying to think about it.

If the artificially refined fake Bodhisattva swallowed the reincarnated Buddha, would a demon with seven or eight thousand years of Taoism be born?

The two did not dare to talk about Shen Lian, as it seemed that any words involving the latter would attract the attention of the pawnshop owner Tu.

"Zhengwen, let the junior brothers and sisters be more careful on weekdays and try not to contact others. I suspect..."

"A true disciple is about to come to the trident."

Zhengwen nodded heavily.

Old Man Gu looked around, perhaps the true disciple was already in the trident.

However, with the true disciple's ability to change cognition, others could not detect it at all, and it was terrifying to think about it carefully.

Old Man Gu merged into the crowd.

After a long time, a woman quietly stepped into the trident.

"Why is Madam in such a hurry to descend on Huaguo Mountain?"

"Logically speaking, hundreds of years of infiltration don't need to be so radical. We can occupy Huaguo Mountain with just a little effort."

Just a few days ago, Madam Bai Gu, who had been sleeping for a long time, suddenly regained consciousness, and all the true disciples in Bai Gu Cave were connected by telepathy.

The woman smiled.

"That's fine. [Qinghe] just needs to cooperate with Madam to achieve immortality."

She glanced at the trident bone, "The sisters have already gone to Huaguo Mountain, leaving the mess of the trident bone to me, your younger sister."

"One, two, three, four, five... There are eight fake Bodhisattvas that need to be dealt with, huh?"

Qinghe looked surprised, and his eyes fell on the pawnshop.

"I haven't been to Sanchagu for several years, and there are three more demons with great skills, two from Gao Laozhuang and one from the Kingdom of Women."

"Did the lady capture them?"

Qinghe noticed that Ghost Dad also helped Master Zi refine the weapon ghost, and the taboos of the White Bone Cave did not exclude the three ghosts, which meant that the three ghosts were at least recognized by the White Bone Lady.

She glanced across the backyard of the pawnshop and only stayed on Shen Lian for a few breaths.

The taboos of Ghost Dad enveloped the courtyard.

Whenever Shen Lian was in seclusion, Ghost Dad would instinctively use his words to protect him, so that others would not notice his abnormality.

Because of the magic method of Guanyin's summoning gods, Shen Lian's blood and qi were restrained, and a faint resentment spread out.

In Qinghe's view, Shen Lian was just an ordinary ghost possessed by a fake Bodhisattva.

"Let's make some arrangements first. Well, we can use outer disciples to induce the fake Bodhisattva, so as not to affect the casting of the troupe."

"But then again, why do the fake Bodhisattvas gather the trident?"

Qinghe swept his consciousness and thought of the troupe casting that was about to end. He began to adjust the terrain around the trident, and the magic circle slowly took shape.

She didn't know that all her actions were under Shen Lian's observation.

"If you have a good relationship, there are true disciples to help deal with the fake Bodhisattva. It's just right that I will be responsible for the finishing work of grabbing the head."

Shen Lian smiled.

He looked at the middle dantian with his consciousness, and a group of resentment was about to take shape.

There was a ghost face looming in the resentment, which looked a bit like Guanyin Bodhisattva at first glance, which showed that the resentment had reached the level of a lonely ghost.

The lonely ghost eroded the middle dantian and tried desperately to break free.

Shen Lian wrapped the middle dantian with strength, fearing that he would accidentally kill the lonely ghost.

In the past three days, I have devoured all the resentment of the throne left by the fake Bodhisattva, and I can barely stir up a group of resentment of living beings.

[Guanyin Summoning God Magic Method (Level 1)]

The practice of Guanyin Summoning God Magic Method is not smooth. After all, it is very different from ordinary pile methods. It is a unique pile method that requires raising ghosts.

"Fortunately, the Immortal Mysterious Art is integrated into the sitting meditation Vajra body, which has a certain resistance to the erosion of resentment. Otherwise, after the Guanyin Summoning God Magic Method is completed, the middle dantian will be almost useless."

"Guanyin Summoning God Magic Method is probably only mastered by me."

Shen Lian shook his head and continued to drain the resentment in the throne under his feet. He could feel that the lonely ghost was gradually increasing after absorbing the resentment.

When the lonely ghost was stable, he began to feed his own flesh and blood.

Just a drop of diluted blood.

The lonely ghost's Taoism soared, but it was also burned by blood and wailed non-stop, and almost followed the footsteps of the soul flying away.

The resentment in the middle dantian surged, and a vague statue of Guanyin appeared inside.

Proof that [Guanyin Ghost] has entered the ten-year Taoism.

[Guanyin Invitation Magical Method (Second Level)]

Shen Lian did not benefit from the advancement of the pile method, but had to expend more energy to wrap the middle dantian.

"Weird."

He scanned the career panel.

[Fishing for Plant Monsters, Lotus Blood Seed Experience +0.01%]

"Since mastering the Guanyin Invitation Magical Method, the frequency of Lotus Blood Seed gaining experience has greatly increased, although one in ten thousand is better than nothing."

At present, the experience progress of Lotus Blood Seed has reached 72.34%, and with the takeaways delivered by the trident bone, it is a foregone conclusion.

Shen Lian frowned slightly, and his consciousness stayed on the three words of plant monster for a few breaths.

"It must not be the monster near Yanliang Town. Is there trouble in Nujiang again? That's not right. Usually there are more fish, shrimp, birds and beasts in Nujiang who become monsters."

Shen Lian suppressed his distracting thoughts, drank a mouthful of medicinal wine, and drops of blood fell on the middle dantian.

When the Guanyin ghost could bear his own blood and qi, the progress of the stance method was on the fast track, which can only be described as a thousand miles a day.

The same is true for Tang Monk's meat.

As the Guanyin ghost traveled for a hundred years, his appearance could no longer be distinguished from the statue.

Shen Lian found that the effect of blood feeding ghosts began to decrease sharply, so he switched to feeding blood and flesh. After all, the immortal profound art of three transformations would not affect his own foundation even if his limbs were regenerated.

Guanyin ghost reached 500 years of Taoism, and Guanyin summoning magic method was promoted to the fourth level.

Shen Lian's blood turned from surplus to deficit, but the problem was that he could not stop raising ghosts. After all, it would take a lot of energy to seal Guanyin ghost every breath.

"What kind of stance can the souls of other fake Bodhisattvas create? It won't be a weird stance like Guanyin summoning magic method, right?"

Shen Lian continued to practice with a stiff upper scalp.

With Guanyin ghost on his body, the fake Bodhisattva of the trident bone also became restless.

Perhaps the fake Bodhisattva also thought that Guanyin ghost was a threat. Guanyin ghost's behavior seemed to be snatching the blood and flesh lotus platform, and there was a tendency to riot.

Chapter 177 Madam knew him, there must be a bad fate

When the fake Bodhisattvas revealed their breath one after another, only a few people of the trident bone noticed it.

Master Zi's singing continued, but his figure had disappeared. The white-bone Taoist priests were comprehending secret arts through their white-bone skeletons.

A faint mist surrounded the trident.

"A magic array for outer disciples?"

The old man thought to himself that it was bad. He wanted to send a message to contact his own disciples, but he found that his spiritual consciousness could no longer be released and his body was frozen.

He looked around and saw that most of the white-bone Taoist priests were in the same situation.

He was already helpless.

"Sure enough, a true disciple intervened! Damn it!!"

The old man looked ugly. Just as he was about to find his own disciples, he suddenly became dazed and heard a rustling sound in his ears.

That was when the flesh and bones collapsed.

The Yuandan Daoying of the white-bone Taoist priest was sealed in his body, and he could only watch the hidden fake Bodhisattvas break out of his body.

Crack, crack, crack.

The few white-bone alchemists who served as hosts came to their senses later, and it turned out that they had died more than ten days ago.

The bodies fell to the ground one after another, and the others were horrified.

The chanting sound from the fake Bodhisattva was deafening.

The fake Bodhisattva hung above everyone's head, with a pair of arms open, and the throne made of countless skulls under his feet followed the chanting.

To their surprise, the fake Bodhisattva couldn't wait to approach the pawnshop.

"Don't hurt my son!!!"

The pawnshop was full of resentment.