I can't be a demon

In fact, he has been paying attention to Taiyuan and has tried to go there, but in front of the evil spirit, the Daoying Jinwu Guards seem insignificant.

Not to mention that there are already Taoist priests in it.

"Panhuan Cave?"

"It is indeed Panhuan Cave. In fact, there are many children of officials in the capital who practice the [Nine Spirits Sutra], mainly because the threshold of this internal skill is low, even if they fail to enter, they will not hurt their lives."

As Zhang Yuanzhen spoke, he walked out of the cave slowly.

"Sir Shen, it's a bit too late now."

Zhang Yuanzhen stood at the entrance of the cave and watched the town with people coming and going. "As far as I know, Panhuan Cave is preparing to cover Taiyuan Town with a large magic array, and it will probably be completed in twenty days."

"Sir Shen, it will take at least ten days to go to Taiyuan now, and the magic array will have taken shape by then."

"I have to continue my retreat, so I would like to ask you to go to Taiyuan Town."

Shen Lian's heart shrank to the size of a peanut, and the Daoying was also on the verge of promotion, and his body was churning every minute and every second.

Zhang Yuanzhen shook his head helplessly, "Even if I work without sleep, I can only reach Taiyuan in 17 or 18 days, but..."

"It's okay, you just go to Shikou Mountain, which is a thousand miles away from Taiyuan."

"Ah?"

Zhang Yuanzhen looked puzzled, Shikou Mountain was just a pass on the official road.

"Captain Zhang, you can set up a statue of Zhong Kui every thousand miles along the way, and then wait for me at Shikou Mountain, and you can also ensure safety."

"Okay."

Zhang Yuanzhen did not refuse again.

In his heart, he was quite dissatisfied with Panhuan Cave's ban on Taiyuan Town. Even if there were not many casualties, it almost made the court in name only.

Perhaps only Shen Lian could check and balance the power of the cave.

"The means of the reincarnated immortals and Buddhas are not something that we mortals can guess."

With Shen Lian in Yanliang Town to attract the attention of Panhuan Cave, Zhang Yuanzhen's danger was greatly reduced, and he traveled day and night.

Shen Lian was still immersed in seclusion, and occasionally he could detect one or two spiritual consciousnesses peeping.

As the immortal bone took shape, the blood became more and more strange.

It seemed that there was resentment mixed in the blood, which had already shown a dark green color. Fortunately, the wise eye had not identified the demonic breath, and the blood did not affect the operation of the immortal profound art.

Yunling Daoying had not broken through yet, and seemed to be waiting for the transformation of the immortal bone.

Three days passed.

Shen Lian was surprised to find that the blood was actually vaporized.

After the blood gradually turned into gas, the flow rate suddenly increased fourfold, and the efficiency of the immortal profound art in tempering the body increased by 30%.

"It is worthy of being an immortal bone."

"This is only the first level of Lingtai Fangcun."

Chapter 190 The Birth of Huangquan Immortal Bone

You must know that in the Xieyue Sanxin Cave, Lingtai Fangcunxin is only an outer sect secret technique.

The inner sect secret technique is more complicated. After all, it is necessary to breed a second immortal bone, not to mention the true secret technique involving the third immortal bone.

Shen Lian was deeply skeptical. One immortal bone made the disciples of the Xieyue Sanxin Cave neither human nor ghost. What would it look like if they continued to breed immortal bones?

He glanced at the teleportation tree in the corner.

It is estimated that in another half a year, the teleportation tree in Fangcun Mountain will be able to grow.

If the immortal bone is infinitely useful, it is indeed necessary to go to the Xieyue Sanxin Cave in the future. Well, let the starling go in to explore the way first.

Shen Lian did not take the spying on him seriously at all.

He stayed in the courtyard to practice every day.

As time went by, the spying became vague.

Shen Lian was happy to see it.

He was just in a different state of body and soul, but it did not affect going to various caves to cut leeks, and he could also visit the ghost father and his family in the White Bone Cave.

As the ghost father and his family became more and more advanced, the ghost pawnshop was no longer limited to the original place.

The ghost mother possessed the shop and wandered around the White Bone Cave.

Seven or eight days later, the opportunity for the immortal bone finally came.

The heart actively swallowed and spit out blood, and the medicinal wine accumulated from cutting leeks was constantly consumed to provide nutrients for the regrowth of the immortal bone.

At the same time, the sixth-grade flesh and blood lotus radiated a faint light, and the promotion of the Dao Infant also followed. It can be seen that the area of ​​the Dantian is slowly expanding.

Three or four hundred kilograms of medicinal wine were lost, and in fact, many of them were aged high-quality medicinal wines.

After the immortal bone was barely restored, the vaporization of blood was no longer aggravated, and the increase in the immortal profound art reached more than 40%.

As a three-transformation horizontal training martial arts, 40% is already very exaggerated.

"Yes, even if there is really a haunted monster in the Taiyuan area, there is still a battle..."

Before Shen Lian finished speaking, he suddenly realized that the atmosphere in Yanliang Town was wrong. The originally noisy streets and alleys were dead silent.

The immortal orifice on the surface of the heart was wide open, and there was an endless bright light in the pupil.

"Hiss..."

"I can't control the immortal bone as easily as my arm?"

Shen Lian just wanted to focus on the promotion of the Yunling Dao Infant, but he realized that the immortal bone caused the breath of the martial arts to leak out.

Between the mouth and nose, Yanliang Town was shrouded in the breath of the martial arts.

Shen Lian looked around.

Yanliang Town has fallen into [Martial Arts Teaching].

Since leaving Huaguo Mountain, Shen Lian has been hesitant to try the martial arts realm on ordinary people, because martial arts teaching has uncertain factors.

Now I only see.

An old man in his seventies is walking on crutches. Because of scoliosis, his posture has been very awkward for the past twenty or thirty years.

However, it also contains the special force-generating skills that belong to the old man.

Crack, crack, crack.

Shen Lian heard the sound of bones colliding in the old man's body, and then there was a weak force generated. Who would have thought that an old man who was about to die would actually step into the martial arts apprenticeship.

A dozen children were screaming and swinging wooden swords randomly.

If there were swordsmen around, they would have noticed that the child's swordsmanship was skyrocketing, and had already reached the level of entry-level swordsmanship.

Even the edge of the blade had invisible sword energy flashing past.

Woof woof woof.

The yellow dog was chasing an old beggar with broken legs.

Just as the old beggar fled into a dead end in a panic, he jumped onto the roof with the help of a swallow, which even he himself found incredible.

Inside the Shen family pawnshop.

"I am still as strong as I was in the past!"

Shen Hansheng was doing the Yangyuan Posture, which was originally just a fitness exercise at best.

When Shen Lian turned his head, his father looked like he had suddenly realized something, and the blood and qi accumulated from taking medicinal wine on weekdays kept surging.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that not only my son has the appearance of a martial immortal, but I am not bad either."

Shen Hansheng took three steps with his big belly, and his belly of oil and water turned into strength, and his face showed a pride that a genius is just like this.

One step, one realm, almost completed the four realms of foundation building.

"Dad, my life plan for you is to live a long life and live a peaceful life, please don't mess with me!!!"

Shen Lian's mouth twitched.

Even the eighty-year-old Wang Lao did three backflips in the lobby of the pawn shop, not to mention the martial arts masters in the city who had already set foot on the martial arts.

In just a few minutes, Yanliang Town had 20 to 30 more innate martial artists.

Among them were Bai Haibo and Sun Dawei, who were sponsored by Shen Lian's medicinal wine on weekdays.

They all shouted that they were assisted by God, and they easily perfected their martial arts skills and restored their bodies to a state of vigorous blood and qi.

Looking at the entire Yanliang Town, it is simply a blood-eating buffet that demons yearn for.

"No!"

Shen Lian suppressed his distracting thoughts and communicated with his immortal bones with his consciousness.

The immortal orifices closed, and the martial arts realm came to an abrupt end.

"Too much is as bad as too little. Long-term martial arts teaching will definitely do more harm than good."