I can't be a demon

As Shen Lian spoke, the energy in his body moved along a specific route.

Three hearts beating wildly.

The Immortality Stake is integrated into a large number of skills, many of which are obtained from the Three Heart Cave of Evil Moon. Even if they come from the soul of a demon, they cannot be separated from it.

Patriarch Bodhi carefully identified it and noticed the art of thinking like a monkey and thinking about a horse.

And there was a familiar aura in his movements, but Shen Lian had already walked a weird path to immortality, so it was not obvious.

"Good disciple, return to Xie Yue Sanxing Cave and teach you the immortal magic."

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows. He thought he would have to waste more words, but he didn't expect Patriarch Bodhi to admit it in just a few words without asking any further questions.

Little did he know.

After Patriarch Bodhi discovered that Shen Lian's Taoism was related to Xie Yue Sanxing Cave, he secretly made some calculations and determined that the latter had no causal connection with other immortals and gods, and there was no need to say more.

Shen Lian himself is the best proof.

To put it bluntly, a mortal who has the appearance of an immortal or a Buddha will choose to become acquainted with him without hesitation, no matter where he meets an immortal or a Buddha.

Patriarch Bodhi reached out and took out a wooden hairpin.

"Disciple, take it, the magic weapon can cover your breath."

Ancestor Bodhi said calmly: "The gods and gods present are really blind. They are probably focused on the so-called Fruit Tasting Conference."

"Fruit tasting conference?"

"It has nothing to do with you, they just think the core is rotten and want to get rid of it."

Shen Lian didn't answer. His spiritual roots and immortal bones blessed his sixth consciousness, and he opened his eyes.

Suddenly, everything in Wuzhuang Temple changed drastically.

All the immortals and gods immediately changed their faces, revealing unmistakable demonic features all over their bodies, just like the barefoot immortals they had witnessed before.

But Shen Lian knows that seeing is not necessarily believing.

The spiritual root is the magical method created by visualizing the ginseng fruit tree. The scene he saw was probably subtly affected by the ginseng fruit tree.

With a thought in Shen Lian's mind, the spiritual roots gathered together again.

The subtle connection between the spiritual root and the ginseng fruit tree is gone.

Shen Lian looked around again.

The Wuzhuang Temple that comes into view at this time is the most real.

The immortals and gods were not demonized at all. Instead, the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple had their limbs twisted, their skin was covered with abscesses, and the spiritual energy they exhaled from their mouths and noses was simply pungent corpse energy.

There is no difference between spiritual energy and corpse energy. They are both derived from the ginseng fruit tree.

The evil intentions of the immortals and gods are indeed directed at Wuzhuang Temple.

They don't look like they are here to participate in the fruit tasting conference, they are more like a group of Jinwu guards deployed by the Yamen when the demons in the world are causing trouble.

Shen Lian's expression was complicated. With such a sign from Heaven, could it be that Zhen Yuanzi has fallen?

wrong.

Shen Lian looked at the ginseng fruit tree. The Taoism of Wuzhuang Temple originated from Zhen Yuanzi's contemplation of the innate spiritual roots. The problem was clearly with the ginseng fruit tree!

No wonder the ginseng fruit tree fails to meet the requirements for the job.

"It's a square inch on the spiritual platform, and it's a natural three-eyed spiritual pupil."

Patriarch Bodhi said with a smile: "You must think twice about teaching others immortality. It's easy for you. Anyway, meat and vegetables are not taboo."

"Master."

Shen Lian scratched his head and said, "I was practicing hard in the mountains. Could it be that I have good talent?"

"It's more than good. Among the immortal species that I have seen, it is enough to be among the best."

Shen Lian was slightly curious. Brother Monkey should not be included in the top list of Patriarch Bodhi. After all, Brother Monkey did not seem to have worshiped in the Xianyue Sanxing Cave.

He suddenly remembered that Patriarch Bodhi also went crazy in the 27th year of Zhenguan today.

"Master, does something happen to Wuzhuang Temple?"

"Yes." Patriarch Bodhi counted with his fingers.

"That's about it. My master will send you to escape into the Xie Yue Sanxing Cave."

Ancestor Bodhi waved his whisk, and the immortal energy enveloped Shen Lian. As a result, he shrunk into an inch without any disadvantages, but it had no effect.

"Hey."

Just when Patriarch Bodhi was about to try again, the ground in Wuzhuang Temple shook slightly.

Zhen Yuanzi laughed loudly, countless roots came out of the ground, and the corpse air was everywhere. The monks who followed the immortal god inevitably showed fear on their faces.

"Fellow Taoists, please come to the Fruit Tasting Conference."

"It's too late."

Patriarch Bodhi shook his head and said: "The ginseng fruit tree affects the art of shrinking the ground to an inch. Disciple, please follow me closely and be careful."

However, Shen Lian felt that he was not affected by shrinkage.

His own vision is also limited to the Wuzhuang Temple. I am afraid that he cannot leave the scope of the cave in the surface world, and it will turn upside down once the tenth day comes.

When Patriarch Bodhi saw Shen Lian being a little nervous, he couldn't help but add: "It's just your luck. I heard that what Zhen Yuanzi brought out was a real ginseng fruit. It seems to be a good thing and will add some longevity."

Real ginseng fruit?

Shen Lian scanned the branches and saw numerous fruits. Good guy, do you mean they are all fake fruits?

"Walk."

Patriarch Bodhi grabbed Shen Lian's neck.

"Wait, Master, I have a way to control the air."

Shen Lian threw the ghost gourd, and the superior magic weapon became four meters in size.

Patriarch Bodhi was speechless. Could it be that his cheap disciple was a Taoist with many treasures, and opportunities abounded wherever he went.

Heaven loves you.

Chapter 280 Fruit Tasting Conference

Compared with later generations, thousands of years ago both immortals and Buddhas highly respected magic weapons.

When the ghost gourd revealed its aura, it immediately attracted the attention of many eyes, and the faintly visible image of immortals crossing the sea on the surface of the magic weapon was lifelike.

The waves in the picture are turbulent and have the charm of a treasure.

"interesting."

Patriarch Bodhi looked surprised.

The ghost gourd is not far away from transforming into a treasure. Although the refining method is a little unorthodox, it is not a magical thing that only increases killings.

"It seems that he is indeed a fairy beloved by heaven. Not only is he born with outstanding talents, but his luck is also far beyond ordinary. It's a pity..."

"A great catastrophe is coming again. I wonder if there will be a chance to become an immortal and gain enlightenment."

Patriarch Bodhi inadvertently raised his head and glanced at the sky.

Shen Lian's expression was also a bit subtle, because he found that in Ghost Gourd's picture of the Immortals Crossing the Sea, most of the corresponding immortals were participating in the Fruit Tasting Conference.

It can be seen from this that there are immortal platforms in Xie Yue Sanxin Cave.

Eighty percent of it came from this banquet.

Shen Lian could feel the fear from others.

The immortals obviously wanted to encircle and suppress Wuzhuang Temple, but the Taoist boys who followed them seemed more like they were seeking some opportunity at the Fruit Tasting Conference.

Ginseng fruit?

Shen Lian suddenly realized that perhaps the Heavenly Court had not determined whether Wuzhuang Temple had fallen or not. Compared with the immortals and gods in the immortal class, the Taoist boy was responsible for assisting the immortals and gods, but he could not help but covet the ginseng fruit.

The gods turn a blind eye or close an eye, after all, they are all their own disciples.

Ancestor Bodhi is not considered a member of the Heavenly Court, but Taoist boys obviously know about the Xianyue Sanxing Cave. With Patriarch Bodhi's protective nature, Shen Lian is likely to occupy a quota for the ginseng fruit.

"Disciple, don't pay attention to the intrigues among the immortals and gods. After you get the ginseng fruit, immediately leave the banquet and wait for me outside."

Shen Lian nodded.

He thought so in the bottom of his heart. No matter what happened in the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan, the next disaster would be beyond his control.

Ginseng fruit is related to banyan tree promotion and must be obtained.

Shen Lian looked around and saw that the Taoist boy's strength had definitely not reached that of an Earth Immortal.

The cultivation systems of thousands of years ago were different. It can only be roughly estimated that their cultivation levels are generally in the nine realms of the Heavenly Palace, and there are few land gods.

Shen Lian didn't have the slightest fear, his martial arts was indeed a bit evil.

But one thing I have to admit is that martial arts was born to slay demons. He boasted that thousands of years ago when he was pursuing and understanding the way of heaven, his strength was definitely on the same level... Terrifying!

Even if they fight at a higher level, there is still no chance of winning.