I can't be a demon

It's a great pleasure to have friends from far away.

"Well, maybe there are immortal bones in the Hidden Spirit Palace. After all, it is the place where disciples of the cave mansion exchange resources on a daily basis. It is necessary to go there."

As soon as Shen Liang made a move, he was sent a message by Qinghe.

More than half a month had passed, and Zishu had already returned to the store and was retreating in a side room of the lobby. Only Qinghe was nowhere to be found.

Nowadays, the main reason for conveying memories is for one thing. Baigudong wants to cooperate with Shen Lian.

Chapter 210 Eat them all, a lot of experience

Hidden Spirit Hall.

The temple occupies a small area and is relatively remote, but there is a steady stream of alchemists entering and exiting it. Perhaps it is also because the various forces are preparing for the approach of the chief sermon.

There are two plaques hanging in front of the door.

The old one says [Zhaitang], and the new one says [Zangling Hall].

In fact, in Taoism, zhaitang refers to the place where Taoist priests eat.

Thick smoke can be seen coming out of the doors and windows of the Cangling Hall. The smoke is composed of resentment and indeed contains an indescribable fragrance.

At the same time, the faint crackling sound of burning firewood could be heard in the hall.

"The first sound of spring thunder at night, the mountains are full of new bamboo shoots and jade ridges. I bought them to go with the boiled pork belly. I don't ask the cook or the old monk..."

A low voice murmured, and the smoke was mixed with the sweetness of bamboo shoots.

“Come out of the pot!!”

With thick smoke billowing, there is a giant stove of more than ten meters in the Cangling Hall.

The huge, plump fairy ghost stood in front of the stove, hitting the iron pot hard with the big spoon in his hand, and a huge amount of resentment gathered.

“Here comes the pot!!!”

The fairy and ghost fished it into the iron pot and took out all kinds of tender bamboo shoots condensed by resentment.

Although the young bamboo shoots are full of resentment and cannot be eaten directly, after a little processing, they are good for refining weapons and elixirs, and they can be regarded as medium-quality spiritual materials.

The handyman quickly held up the porcelain bowl to contain the spiritual materials, and then hurriedly sent them to the shelves next to the wall.

Usually, after the alchemist worships in the Three Heart Cave of Evil Moon, he will stay in the Immortal Temple for a period of time to learn the secret techniques of the Three Hearts, and then the Sanxin Taoist priests will assign them to various temples until they achieve the Immortal Bone.

"Hahaha, get out of the pot!"

Qinghe looked extremely fearful as he witnessed the scene of fairies and ghosts mass-producing spiritual materials.

There are thirty-four immortal ghosts in the Three Heart Cave of Xie Yue, and only a few of them possess spiritual intelligence. The Stove Lord in the Hidden Spirit Hall is one of them.

The Kitchen God has practiced Taoism for six thousand years, and taboos can turn resentment into spiritual materials.

If the alchemist wants to obtain spiritual materials, he must sacrifice his own flesh and blood.

Qinghe stopped at a shelf in a secluded corner. This shelf contained items consigned by true disciples. Naturally, there were all kinds of strange things.

She rummaged around and took out a white bone that looked like jade.

"Well."

Qinghe groaned, his right leg shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and almost half of the limb was deprived by the Stove Lord's taboo.

Regardless of her physical injuries, she secretly performed secret techniques, and her magic flowed into the bones.

The white bones began to proliferate crazily, turning into a complete skeleton in a few breaths. Even though there was no flesh and blood, it still contained an unconcealable charm.

The soul penetrated into the skull, and a faint vitality emerged.

"Junior sister Qinghe, how is Shen Lian, the person I asked you to contact?"

"Senior Sister Lan Yu, Senior Brother Shen is on his way over. Actually... we should go to his shop in person to discuss it."

"No, don't forget that Panhuan Dong is interfering."

Lan Yu said with a smile, a layer of flesh and blood grew out of the skeleton, then the organs and meridians, and finally a beautiful woman's skin.

Before the alchemists of Baigu Cave leave Xieyue Sanxin Cave, they usually put their fake bodies in the Hidden Spirit Hall so that they can use the secret technique of corpse interpretation to come to the cave.

"The brat in Panhuan Cave obviously has a big agenda. There are so many disciples here. Is it possible that Shen Lian can still cooperate with Beihai Dragon Palace?"

Lan Yu was wearing a robe, holding orchid fingers to tie up her long hair.

Qinghe wanted to speak but stopped.

"What's wrong, junior sister? What kind of woman does Shen Lian like?"

"Senior Sister Lan Yu, he...he has not yet agreed to cooperate with Baigudong."

"How could he reject me as a concubine?" Lan Yu covered his mouth and chuckled, glancing at the alchemists coming and going in the hall, among whom there were many with lion heads.

"There are currently at least thirty disciples in Panhuan Cave. I heard that even the inner sect [Weapon Demon] from the Eighth Realm of Immortality was sent urgently."

Lan Yu continued confidently: "The weapon ghost is here just for Shen Lian. Wang Yueshi is scared to death. If Shen Lian doesn't cooperate with us, he can't face the Panhuan Cave alone, right?"

Qinghe wanted to speak but stopped.

"Junior sister, just watch. As soon as Shen Lian leaves Yangyuan Hall, Panhuandong will definitely give him a blow. We will take action later..."

Before Lan Yu finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook slightly.

The alchemists looked out the window in astonishment and saw a huge thing coming towards the Hidden Spirit Hall. Upon closer inspection, they found it was a pawn shop.

To be precise, it is a demonized pawn shop.

The shop grew limbs and spanned a hundred meters in a few steps. Shen Lian sat cross-legged on the top of the eaves to prevent attacks from fairies and ghosts.

The three ghost fathers didn't hold anything back either, and the resentment they exuded was terrifying.

When have all the alchemists seen such a scene?

Shen Lian opened his eyes solemnly and looked at the eyes peeping in the darkness. There was a twisted figure of a lion demon staring at him, and his behavior had vaguely touched the eighth realm of fugue.

"Is it Panhuan Cave? You really think highly of me. It just so happens that we can settle old and new grudges together."

Shen Lian had no fear. With the three ghost fathers around, he was still able to wander through the eight realms.

Besides...

"The smell is very strange, it's a demon, something neither human nor demonic."

Shen Lian scanned the road and saw four or five arrangements similar to magic circles. In addition to Panhuan Cave, Beihai Dragon Palace also wanted to test himself.

However, he had his parents to protect him, so he simply ignored any arrangements.

"Beihai Warlock, walking dragon marrow fruits."

When the ghost mother arrived 100 meters away from the hidden spirit palace, the Kitchen God suddenly felt repulsive.

Shen Lian immediately communicated with Gui Ma, and then the shop was hit hard on the spot. Without taking back his limbs, Gui Ma stared at the surroundings eagerly.

Bang.

Shen Lian exerted his strength with his legs and landed lightly in front of the Cangling Hall.

He couldn't wait to walk into the palace.

The Taboo of the Stove Lord loomed over him, and Shen Lian had a sign that his flesh and bones were losing control, as if the taboo of immortals and ghosts could be peeled off at any time.

"But compared to the fairies and ghosts outside, the Stove Lord is too observant of the rules. I'm afraid Taoist Sanxin banned him in the Hidden Spirit Hall on purpose."

"Shen Lian, you..."

A Panhuan Cave alchemist stopped Shen Lian, but the latter ignored him at all.

Shen Lian opened his eyebrows and looked at the dazzling array of spiritual materials. From the corner of his eye, he noticed that it was a Taoist level one or two alchemist who was seeking death.

The alchemist became angry from shame and reached out to grab Shen Lian.

Before he even touched Shen Lian, the sound of bones colliding could be heard in his ears, a huge shadow pressed down on him, and Dao Ying was frantically warning.

"What is this...?"

The alchemist felt a heavy blow to his chest, and all his ribs were broken.

Take a closer look.

A muscular monster more than eight meters tall stood in front of him.

Shen Lian smiled ferociously and grabbed the Panhuan Cave alchemist's head. His fingers dug into his skull and pinched the latter's Niwan Palace, preventing his soul from moving.

"We don't have time to beep, we either come here and die, or we just stand still!"

Shen Lian dragged the body of the Panhuandong alchemist, and the Stove Lord's breathing became heavy.

Bang.

He crushed the head of the Panhuandong alchemist and pulled out the immortal bones.

The corpse was thrown towards the Kitchen God.

The Stove Lord withdrew his gaze and stuffed the body into the burning stove.

“Heat the oil in the pan!!!”

Shen Lian has already learned about the taboos of the Stove Lord from Zishu. It has to be said that the Stove Lord is very suitable for gaining experience in various professions.