I can't be a demon

"The eleventh floor, right? The tenth floor won't consume your lifespan. As you know, the shallow layers are all trading places for ghosts who want to redeem themselves."

"What's on the eleventh floor?"

"I don't know." Zuo Yan replied helplessly, "That man went in and out of the eleventh floor ghost market for only a few moments, but after escaping, he gave us the feeling that he had been trapped for thousands or tens of thousands of years."

He couldn't help but shudder and described the other party's death.

The body of the corpse was like a child, with wrinkles all over the skin, all the internal organs were failing, and the Dao infant in the body was strangely missing.

It was because of the strangeness of the deep ghost market that the court did not deliberately promote the ghost market.

"Master Shen, do towns with ghost gates need to respond?"

"Well, let the people temporarily evacuate for one night on October 15th, just in case."

Zuo Yan nodded. Who would have thought that before the birth of the Little Leiyin Temple, there were already disasters.

Shen Lian was thinking a lot.

If I'm not wrong, the truth of the ghost market is deeper than imagined.

Zuo Yan did not continue to disturb him and immediately said goodbye and left.

Shen Lian watched Zuo Yan leave, and the ghost gourd poured three drops of Cao Huan wine into his mouth, and the refreshing wine aroma immediately boiled between his lips and teeth.

There was no sign of longevity, but suddenly his thoughts became clear.

It was as if a clear spring was watering his heart, and the urgency caused by the limited life span disappeared, and his body and soul suddenly increased by half.

In addition to the life span increased by the realm breakthrough, Shen Lian can now live for more than 6,000 years.

Of course, it may not be enough for him to go to the deep ghost market.

Shen Lian's mind moved slightly, and Cao Huan wine fell into the mouths of Shen Hansheng and Bai Haibo, but he specially wrapped it with strength to slow down the absorption of the medicine.

Lest they fail to digest the medicine and turn into Tang Monk meat.

"One day in the ghost market is one year in the mortal world."

"One day in heaven is one year underground."

"I originally thought that the end of the ghost market led to the underworld, but it turned out to be... Heaven."

Shen Lian looked helpless. Now he thought that the ghost market and Heaven had a lot in common.

In his impression, the innate spiritual roots of the immortals in Heaven were almost all related to longevity. For example, smelling a mouthful of ginseng fruit could extend life by 360 years, and eating a ginseng fruit could extend life by 47,000 years.

Peaches also have similar effects, so they are also called [Eternal Life Peach].

According to the records in the original work, peaches are divided into three grades.

Peaches with small flowers and small fruits can only achieve immortality after eating; peaches with layers of flowers and sweet fruits can make people ascend to heaven and live forever after eating; peaches with purple stripes and yellow cores can live as long as the heaven and earth, and be as old as the sun and the moon.

The lower grade peaches can achieve immortality, which means becoming a terrestrial immortal or a land immortal; the middle grade peaches can only achieve immortality after eating.

Which of the immortals who can participate in the Peach Banquet is not a true immortal?

What they value is definitely that the peaches can prolong life.

It can be seen that the Heavenly Palace and the deep ghost market have something in common. Even immortals will lose their lifespan quickly in the Heavenly Palace.

The strange Taoist priest who previously tried Yanliang Town was probably from the Plague Department of the Heavenly Palace.

It is recorded in Taoist scriptures that there are eight departments in the Heavenly Palace, each of which has specific responsibilities. Among them, the Plague Department is responsible for spreading plague symptoms.

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes, and a few more wind and cold insects appeared on his fingertips.

"The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva of the Little Leiyin Temple and the Plague Department have reached a consensus. Could it be that they want to wreak havoc on the mortal world and increase the number of casualties?"

He put the wind and cold insect close to his nose and smelled a faint smell of souls.

"It may not be the Plague Department, it may just be the monks of the Plague Department..."

"The ones in Xiao Leiyin Temple are fake Buddhas, what do the monks of the Plague Department belong to? Fake immortals?"

Shen Lian did not think that the sudden appearance of the Plague Department monks involved the Heavenly Court. Most likely, they were just pirated ghost market eight departments, otherwise how could they be mixed with the fake Buddhas of Xiao Leiyin Temple.

But in any case, after all, the fake Buddhas and fake immortals are related to Lingshan Heavenly Court, and their strength should be far above the cave alchemists.

"Whether it is the Heavenly Court a thousand years ago or the Ghost Market today, why would they reduce their lifespan?"

Shen Lian had an illusion that the Heavenly Court seemed to have life, and the immortals were just parasites attached to it, and the two were mutually beneficial.

"Lingshan is a group of Buddhas that have become true scriptures, and I am afraid it is different from the troubles encountered by the Heavenly Court."

Shen Lian did not rush to go there in person. The Yuanshen cut off a soul and threw it into the tree hole. After waiting for a while, the soul was destroyed without any waves.

There was no sign during the period, just like a stone thrown into the water.

Shen Lian recovered from the injury of his soul, and the white bone spine on his back extended out, exploring the reality of the ghost market through the old method.

Crack, crack, crack.

As soon as the white bone spine touched the ghost market, the part in reality turned slightly yellow.

That was the aging of the white bone spine.

As expected, the other end of the teleportation tree was in the deep ghost market. According to the aging rate of the white bone spine, one day was indeed equivalent to one year.

Shen Lian's life span of 6,000 years can only stay in the eleventh level ghost market for more than ten years.

He frowned tightly, without any other clues. The ghost eye magic weapon at the end of the white bone spine could not see any mirror image, and he could not use the white bone spine to perceive anything.

The back of the tree hole was like a bottomless pit.

"Ah~~"

Just as Shen Lian hesitated, the starling came to the branch and showed a contemptuous face.

"It is said that the ghost market is my home, and happiness depends on everyone~~"

Without waiting for Shen Lian to speak, the starling went straight into the tree hole. Not long after, the occupation panel showed a prompt that the identification was completed.

[Appraisal completed, Ksitigarbha Yama Luo experience +0.03%]

"By the way, doesn't the myna have a lifespan limit?"

Shen Lian hurriedly checked his body and soul, repeatedly confirming that his lifespan was not affected.

"I think Silly Bird is already a demon with profound spiritual knowledge. I heard that demons generally live longer than monks, so the ten-story ghost market shouldn't be a big problem."

"A stupid bird can do anything in a cave full of ghosts, but I have to be safe."

Shen Lian continued to nourish his soul, paying attention to the career panel from time to time.

The experience progress of Ksitigarbha Yama is steadily increasing. If Bago works harder, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva can really become a stepping stone for fools.

Two days later, while Yuanshen was recovering, another elixir fruit matured.

【Hundred Soul Fruit】

[Breathed from the banyan tree, the soul can be reborn after taking it. 】

The Hundred Soul Fruit was conceived from the corpse of a ten-thousand-year-old demon. Even if Qingfeng Mingyue had to be somewhat compromised, its potency was definitely far beyond ordinary.

Shen Lian put it into the ghost gourd, and 80% of the patterns on the surface of the magic weapon had undergone drastic changes.

It is estimated that once the Tathagata fruit matures, the ghost gourd will be promoted to a treasure.

Shen Lian activated Zifu's quenching method to increase the efficiency of winemaking, and finally turned all the pills into wine one by one on October 6th.

The medicinal power acts on the body and soul, but unfortunately most of them are only a dozen drops.

Shen Lian drank it all without hesitation. The power of the medicine rose in his body and soul, and his martial arts golden body also made sizzling sounds, removing the waste bit by bit and retaining the essence.

Rumble.

The Yuan Shen exuded bursts of Tao charm, and the wind-cold insects in Niwan Palace disappeared one after another.

The Taoist rhyme is like substance, and then five streams of pure energy are formed to surround the Yuanshen, proving that the Yuanshen has reached the second step of the ancient land gods.

The five qi are in full swing.

It only took a quarter of an hour to digest the medicine, and Shen Lian felt refreshed after waking up.

A bunch of miscellaneous elixirs cannot increase his strength, but his Dao foundation has improved by leaps and bounds, and his cultivation in the four realms of the gods has become more and more stable.

And after removing the impurities of the body and soul, the lifespan will also increase by one or two hundred years.

"There are still nine days until the ghost market opens. Time flows at different speeds in the ghost market on the eleventh floor. I don't know how long I can stay there."

Shen Lian got into the tree hole, and a dizzy trance filled his heart.

………

The old forest in the deep mountains stretches as far as the eye can see. It is formed by ancient trees that are intertwined with each other. Their branches are thick and twisted, and thick wood tumors accumulate on the surface.

Spider webs fill the gaps in the branches, and insect corpses are densely packed.

At a glance, you can tell that each ancient tree has experienced the baptism of countless years.

Among the ancient trees, there is a temple located unexpectedly. The eaves and walls are dilapidated, and the scent of sandalwood fills the air.

The old monk walked unsteadily, and after reciting the sutra, he hurried to the backyard.

There are dozens of fruits and vegetables planted in the backyard, but flies are everywhere, clinging to the surfaces of the fruits and vegetables and licking greedily.

The old monk ignored the nauseating scene and came to the corner, staring at a peach tree.