I can't be a demon

There is no longer any flaw in his aura, it is exactly the same as that of Ting Ting.

If it weren't for Arhat with many sons, Shen Lian would have planned to stay longer to spy on Xiaoleiyin Temple, but now he could only use it to imitate Listening.

The martial arts golden body is crawling in the Dantian, with the characteristics of a wolf-dog appearing all over his body.

The Canglang Demon [Ling Xuzi] from Guanyin Temple.

Bang! ! !

Shen Lian transformed into a half-man, half-wolf, and used one claw to fend off the remnant soul of the child Arhat. The latter's eyes showed confusion. There was indeed a clear difference between the appearance of the green wolf demon and Di Ting.

However, after smelling the breath of Tingting, and the Eight Immortals had noticed themselves, he still took back the baby when he saw it.

"Honorable Listener, I hope you will remember the Bodhisattva's instructions."

"Arhat with many sons has excellent reincarnation qualifications and needs more resources to practice."

"The poor monk will send someone to deliver it. You can just ask him directly for it later."

The soul of the prolific Arhat disappeared, the night sweat market became noisy again, the crowd forgot the relevant memories, and the woman's body was missing.

Shen Lianpi was smiling but not smiling.

I have long wanted to take advantage of the big players. I will first use the resources of Xiaoleiyin Temple to attack the land gods.

Chapter 307 Nuo Immortal’s biological son

Arhat with many sons escaped quietly without causing any disturbance.

Shen Lian glanced out of the corner of his eye and vaguely noticed a dozen monks arranging temporary magic circles throughout the market to block their presence.

After the incident was over, they dispersed in unison.

"Everyone is waiting for me, right?"

Shen Lian was already prepared. If the Arhat with Many Sons discovered the clues, he would simply make a fuss. If that didn't work out in the future, he would rely on the teleportation tree to fight the autumn wind in the deep ghost market.

"Jie Jie Jie."

"There are good things everywhere in Xiaoleiyin Temple."

Shen Lian's expression was subtle. Listening to the soul has given birth to a method, which is a special skill called [Self-consciousness].

[Self-consciousness]

[Created by Shen Lian, it is a top-level Buddhist training that can bless wisdom and enable understanding to be inspired by heaven and man. After the success is completed, the understanding will be like the enlightenment of the Buddha for half a day. 】

Mana consciousness refers to the seventh consciousness, which is a further step forward from the sixth consciousness he understood.

Not only can you improve your understanding and reduce the need to add points on the career panel, but your awareness of predicting dangers will also increase in the future.

Shen Lian kept in mind the content of the consciousness of self and mana, and had to admit that Xiaoleiyin Temple had received a bit of Buddhist orthodoxy.

He was not in a hurry to gain more control. He walked non-stop to the outside of the meteorite belt and noticed that there were still people in the market looking at him.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has a big plan. There is actually an Arhat in the outer sect of the Plague Department."

The strength of Arhat with many sons is probably close to that of land gods, at least at the level of the Nine Realms of Heavenly Palace, which should not be underestimated.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's goal is not only the Yanshan area, but also wants to take advantage of the opportunity to intervene in the plague department."

Shen Lian had a hunch that the creation of Xiaoleiyin Temple was not aimed at the Tang Dynasty.

The gate of ghosts opened on the 15th was purely a coincidence. The main purpose of harvesting hundreds of thousands of blood food was probably the eight parts of the ghost market.

Or...Old Heaven?

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes and glanced at the Yunshan Artifact Refining Shop not far away. He was submerged in the foggy water outside the meteorite belt, and his flesh and blood sizzled.

The mist is filled with countless germs, accompanied by extremely corrosive corpse air.

Staying outside the meteorite belt for a long time will easily cause damage to the body and soul, and may even cause the immortal species to lose control, but there are many monks in the fog.

They faced the Taoist temple gate and sat cross-legged on the surface of the meteorite, waiting for the Nuo Immortal to appear.

The Nuo Immortal usually comes every twenty days, but now it is the eighteenth day, and all the monks do not want to miss the opportunity that comes at any time.

The periphery of the meteorite belt is also called [Nuo Immortal Dojo].

Yunshan Weapon Refining Shop.

Gao Qiu pressed his temples and watched Shen Lian disappear into the mist.

He had already recognized Shen Lian as Tianwen who had entered the academy together, and his eyes could not help but reveal admiration. After all, the monks who could enter and leave the Nuo Immortal Dojo had heard that they all had the strength to attack the inner gate of the Taoist temple.

Snap, snap, snap.

Suddenly, heavy footsteps came from behind Gao Qiu.

"Uncle He."

He quickly saluted, and the skinny old man who walked out of the back room nodded slightly, then came to the door without saying a word and looked at the Nuo Immortal Dojo in the distance.

The skinny old man [He Yunshan] is the shopkeeper of Yunshan Artifact Refining Shop. He has reached the eighth level of cultivation and is proficient in refining medium and low-level magic weapons.

In Gao Qiu's impression, many senior brothers in the Taoist academy were very afraid when they mentioned He Yunshan, otherwise it would not be his turn to receive the commission from the weapon refiner shop.

He Yunshan ignored Gao Qiu.

He came to the door with a dull expression, his mouth slightly open.

Gao Qiu felt inexplicably creepy. Ever since he learned that Tianwen had entered the old alchemy cauldron room, He Yunshan seemed to be extremely concerned about Tianwen.

He didn't dare to ask any more questions, but he only knew that Master He was not as simple as he seemed.

"Gao Qiu."

"exist."

"The weapon refining room needs to be tidied up. You should do it as soon as possible."

"Okay, uncle, I will go to the refining room immediately."

Gao Qiu looked back at He Yunshan, only to see the latter grinning his mouth excitedly, his upper and lower jaws seemed to be dislocated, and his tongue was hanging out long.

His perspective was unclear, and he noticed that there seemed to be a foreign object in his mouth.

Gao Qiu shuddered and quickly entered the aisle.

He recalled the warning from his Taoist brother, who mentioned that the market was a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and that staying there for a long time was likely to be dangerous.

"When I get started with the weapon refining method, I will ask Uncle He to resign."

He Yunshan never paid attention to Gao Qiu, and the end of his extended tongue was like a flesh and blood lotus, with a miniature red-robed monk attached to the lotus.

"Where did you find the reincarnation? The origin is definitely not simple."

"It has only been a long time since I listened to seize the body, and I have already reached the seventh level of cultivation. Amitabha, no wonder the old Taoist Fengjing has been trying to cover it up."

The red-robed monk laughed strangely, "As everyone knows, he has become a reincarnation, and there are almost no flaws in Ting Ting's magical power to penetrate the darkness."

"If Listening can be digested smoothly, Taoism may be extended for thousands of years..."

Rumble.

The red-robed monk's pupils shrank, and his expression looked a bit incredulous.

The moment Shen Lian stepped into the Nuo Immortal Dojo, mist surged, countless germs gathered together, and a giant intestine loomed in it.

"It's a coincidence. Why...Xianxian Nuo showed up on his own initiative?"

The red-robed monk stared at the stomach of the so-called Moral God, the eagerness in his eyes getting more intense.

Shen Lian sat cross-legged and a spiritual light appeared on his forehead. The other monks looked shocked and did not dare to neglect and immediately went into seclusion to communicate with Nuo Immortal.

The Nuo Immortal transformed into a section of intestines and stomach, wrapping up all the monks in the dojo.

The red-robed monk licked his lips and could clearly tell that the Nuo Immortal was surrounding Shen Lian, as if he was actively cooperating with the latter to comprehend the technique.

"Daozi."

"He is a natural disciple of the Wenbu."

"Speaking of which, can Tingting really swallow up Daozi? Don't steal the chicken but lose the rice."

The red-robed monk was deeply suspicious, but he noticed that the aura emitted by Shen Lian was genuine. Although the demon body he had transformed into earlier was a bit weird, it was indeed not something that the Plague Department could cultivate.

"It would be too wasteful to let Di Ting eat it. If you refine a Buddhist treasure for me, it will definitely be a spiritual and superior treasure."

He looked greedy and his breathing became heavy involuntarily.

"You can find the reincarnation body again, but if you can't, I will go to Lu Zuguan in person. Such an outstanding Buddhist sacrifice body is really difficult to find."

The red-robed monk even suspected that this encounter would help him become a land god.

He is indeed one of the fourteen Arhats under Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's throne, the "Wisdom-Brained Arhat", but as long as he has not reached the level of a land god, he will always be nothing more than a replaceable consumable in the eyes of the Bodhisattva.

roar! ! !

Nuo Immortal made a deafening scream, and the germ content in the mist water skyrocketed.

Countless eyes looked towards the dojo.

Ever since the Fourth Nuo Immortal appeared, strange phenomena seemed to be occurring frequently in the Plague Department.

The red-robed monk shouted Amitabha excitedly, as if he was the one favored by the Nuo Immortal, and realized that the land immortal was close at hand.