I can't be a demon

Bage landed on Shen Lian's shoulder and shouted mockingly: "Ah Lian, I order you to kill yourself~~"

"I can't help it. Who made me and Xiaoleiyin Temple have a fate?"

Shen Lian had a weird look on his face. Who would have thought that Xiaoleiyin Temple would take the initiative to put the pirated version of the truth to his lips after going around in circles.

He glanced at Dantian and couldn't help but laugh.

The martial arts golden body sat on the lotus platform, playing with the half-dead soul of the demon dog in his hand. The latter showed fear as if he had seen a ghost.

The eighth-grade lotus platform is so mysterious that it does not give the demon dog a chance to escape.

Even if the demon dog is fake, he still knows what the lotus platform means. It is the iconic magic weapon of the Western Lingshan Tathagata.

Is it possible that the reincarnation found at random is actually the Tathagata?

So settled!

I'm afraid you want me to die! ! !

Shen Lian focused on suppression, fearing that the demon dog would be resurrected in Xiaoleiyin Temple after its soul disappeared. There would be time to find out what was true and what was true.

"Hey."

Shen Lian Yuan Shen discovered that the villain possessed by the split soul was still alive and was in seclusion a hundred miles away under the protection of Elder Fengjing. Involuntarily, with a thought, the roots of the teleportation tree quietly spread away.

"Your Majesty, it's me."

Li Mingyuan regained consciousness and noticed Shen Lian not far away with his back turned.

"Your Majesty, why don't you go to the Taoist temple belonging to the Plague Department to take a rest, or do you want to go to the shallow ghost market to enjoy the mortals who accidentally entered it?"

"This reincarnation has been successful. Li Mingyuan, you have made great achievements. Don't resist. Your Majesty has given you an opportunity to take you one step further."

Li Mingyuan did not dare to raise his head and look directly at Shen Lian, but then he noticed the aroma of wine on his face, and the medicinal power nourishing the body and soul, "Thank you, Your Majesty!!"

Serious disease wine is mixed in, and new germs breed in the body.

When Li Mingyuan realized belatedly, symptoms of ulcers appeared all over his body.

"Sir, please don't test your disciples. Master Yue asked me to swear an oath from my inner demons, and I will never do anything to harm Xiaoleiyin Temple."

Click click click.

The sound of bones colliding was endless, and Shen Lian's strength increased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The Venerable has profound spiritual conduct. Even though he was reincarnated not long ago, he is already able to display magical powers of various sizes. I admire him endlessly."

"Li Mingyuan."

"exist……"

Shen Lian stepped hard with his right foot. Because of the sheer strength, Li Mingyuan didn't react at all and only had time to support himself with his arms.

Rumble.

The ground cracked, like an earth dragon surging.

There is a deep and endless crack in the hundred-meter-long peach tree.

Li Mingyuan's body was on both sides of the gap, his eyes widened in astonishment, staring at the huge giant that was more than twenty meters in front of him.

"You're not..."

The next moment, Shen Lian grabbed Li Mingyuan's head.

The other hand took out the metal spiritual material used for refining the weapon, activated it with the Zifu quenching method, and the metal melted and poured onto the surface in an instant.

Suddenly there was a sizzling sound.

Immediately, Li Ming's soul flew away, but the immortal species did not lose control.

"Well, it seems that some monks have already arrived here."

Shen Lian put his head into the ghost gourd, returned to normal state, and retreated for dozens of miles, quietly finding his own soul through the teleportation tree.

Elder Fengjing placed the new monks from the Plague Department in a Taoist temple, and then hurried back to the hundred-meter-long peach tree. The deafening sound could be heard even thousands of miles away.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was responsible for arranging all the disciples, bringing them all to the simple main hall of Sanqing, waking them up one after another, and guiding them to refine the night sweat fairy seed.

They still need to get through the final hurdle, where their souls become a breeding ground for germs.

The middle-aged Taoist priest immediately noticed the disciple possessed by the spirit.

"He is born with a defect and has no consciousness at all."

As soon as the middle-aged Taoist priest turned his head, the roots of the teleportation tree broke out of the ground. When he looked at the disciple again, he saw that Shen Lian had quietly replaced him.

Chapter 298 Shen Lian is the Daozi of the Plague Department

"vomit……"

Elder Fengjing's stomach wriggled and he couldn't help but vomit a large amount of acidic water.

The flaws in the Wenbu Taoism are obvious. Even if you are successfully promoted to a land immortal, you will often have gastrointestinal discomfort. The only advantage is that you can use your intestines and stomach to communicate with the Wenbu Nuo Immortal.

He had gastrointestinal abnormalities, which was also a faint warning given by the Nuo Immortal of the Plague Department.

Elder Fengjing fled towards the previous location of the Peach Club, "The noise caused by the reincarnation is really too big, is there something wrong?"

When the hundred-meter-long peach tree came into view, the three of them had disappeared.

The hundred-meter flat peach tree tilted slightly, and there was a long and narrow crack in the ground, which was faintly mixed with the scent of sandalwood unique to Buddhist scriptures.

Elder Fengjing looked carefully and immediately noticed the blood stains scattered everywhere.

The blood stains came from Li Mingyuan, and it was almost certain that the situation was in danger.

"Are you going to sit down and die?"

"Li Mingyuan died?"

"Where's Biyun? Has it turned into Tingting?"

Elder Fengjing deeply felt that it was a pity that Biyun's talent was unprecedented and was reduced to a stepping stone for Xiaoleiyin Temple, which only meant that the plague department was about to run out of energy.

"Wait, something's wrong."

Elder Fengjing frowned and found that the traces did not look like Li Mingyuan or Luo Que had taken action, but more like they were caused by one force reducing ten.

"Biyun was originally a Hot Shooting Immortal, but now he is a Night Sweat Immortal. The two types of Taoism are not good at the physical body. A fourth person appears?"

"Did the other seven departments intervene?"

The eight tribes in the ghost market are not monolithic. The Plague Division united with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to plan Lu Zuguan, which has already caused dissatisfaction with the other seven righteous gods.

Elder Fengjing immediately gave up the speculation: "It's impossible. The military department who is good at the physical body will still have the aura of immortality, let alone have extraordinary strength."

"Let's inform the Ministry of Plague first. Something is really weird."

He felt a headache. Once Xiaoleiyin Temple was involved, it would be extremely troublesome, and there must be an informant planted by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the Ministry of Plague.

Elder Fengjing had just planned to leave the 100-meter flat peach tree.

Sudden.

His pupils shrank, and he came to the top of the peach tree and stared at the crack in the ground.

A huge fist mark came into view.

No matter how Elder Fengjing looked at it, he couldn't figure out whether the fist seal was real or fake, but an incredible guess came up in his mind.

Could it be Biyun, the preacher of the Nuo Immortal from the Wenbu Department who reborn her body?

"It's unrealistic, unless...the person who received the missionary before was not Biyun."

Elder Fengjing's heart was beating wildly and his face turned red. "His purpose of infiltrating the Peach Society is unknown, but it must have nothing to do with Xiaoleiyin Temple and has no connection with the other seven tribes."

He closed his eyes and thought, thinking of Biyun's surprise when faced with the preaching of Nuo Immortal of the Plague Department, which seemed to be mixed with a bit of eagerness to give it a try.

"What kind of qualifications do you have for Immortal Nuo to take the initiative to preach?"

Elder Fengjing was right. The man's true cultivation level was indeed only in the Eighth Realm of Divine Movement. However, when they faced him, the two of them escaped unscathed.

He might even have killed Li Mingyuan.

"Did he inherit the orthodoxy of the Wen tribe? Why did he choose the Wen tribe instead of the most powerful of the eight [Tai Sui tribe]."

Elder Fengjing hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth and quietly covered up the traces of the fight on the ground.

As soon as he opened his mouth and spat out, densely packed germs spread out, the soil was filled, vegetation grew rapidly, and the blood-stained bones were quietly collected...

After Elder Fengjing finished his work, no one could notice that someone was fighting not long ago.

"If you want to find out whether he is an enemy or a friend, it is necessary to go to Biyun's Peach Garden."

Elder Fengjing submerged into the clouds, wrapped himself in magic power, and walked quietly for half a day to the Pantaoyuan under the jurisdiction of Biyun.

There are a total of eighteen earth temples in Pantaoyuan.

He searched patiently from room to room, and it didn't take long for him to find clues.

One of the earth temples was in a mess, with marks of fists and palms everywhere. It was obvious that the real Biyun died here.

"..."

Elder Fengjing stood in front of the courtyard door with eyes in disbelief.