I can't be a demon

"Where's the Jade Rabbit? Start refining the elixir!"

"Come on, come on!"

Shen Lian did not dare to neglect it and immediately devoted himself to completing the immortal species of the Plague Pill in the eighth realm.

The ghost gate was open and there was not much time left. No matter what, one of the Martial Arts Golden Body and the Martial Arts Plague Pill must be promoted to the ninth realm.

Gao Qiu hurriedly sent resources, and the old cauldron room became smoky.

The three-legged cauldron was reinforced by the ghost father, and its quality had reached the top level of the magic weapon, containing colorful viscous liquid.

Shen Lian had previously thought that it was too dangerous to breed multiple types of immortal species at the same time, but now that things have come to this, it is too late to proceed step by step.

"Five types of immortal species, if nothing unexpected happens, are already the ultimate of Plague Pill."

"Let's die."

Shen Lian got into the three-legged cauldron, and the disease instantly engulfed himself.

The elixir formulas corresponded to eye diseases [amblyopia], tongue diseases [loss of taste], ear diseases [deafness], nose diseases [glanders], and mouth diseases [rotten teeth].

They are all common diseases, and the materials needed for the recipe are easy to collect. The combination of diseases can affect the five senses of others.

The ghost gourd turned into a two-meter size, blocking the entrance and exit of the tripod.

A rustling sound came from the tripod, which was creepy.

Time flies, and after half a year, the tripod returned to calm, and the smell stopped, but there was still no sign of opening.

At the same time, in the salt mountain area of ​​the mortal world.

The old beggar walked along the official road, and the prosperous Yanliang Town was not far away.

His turbid eyes showed eagerness, his mouth was slightly open, and a red-robed monk squatted on the lotus platform between his tongue, smiling and silently chanting Amitabha.

Bao said to himself.

"The Lu Zu Temple that can make Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva afraid is just like this. All along the way, it's all delicious blood food, ridiculous."

Chapter 315 He is the true scripture! (Two in one)

October is already late autumn, and the trees are dyed with a mixture of golden and fiery red.

After the winter, it is inevitable that the mountains will be closed by heavy snow. Yanliang Town is in the busiest period. People hurriedly harvest rice ears in the fields and send them to the nearest granary.

Amid the coming and going of people, an old beggar at the city gate is a little abrupt.

The old beggar is motionless, watching the crowd with turbid eyes, with an elusive smile at the corner of his mouth, and coughing from time to time.

Someone came forward to give a copper coin or two, but the old beggar did not react at all.

"Amitabha, are there any demons in Lu Zu Temple?"

"Or."

"Did the demons already notice the birth of Xiao Leiyin Temple in advance and quietly escape?"

The old beggar opened his mouth slightly, and the monk Baolai sat cross-legged on the tip of his tongue, with three Buddha fingers burning slowly between his eyebrows, secretly calculating and planning with the help of the true scriptures.

"On the night of the 15th, the Ghost Gate will open, and the Plague Department monks will come with Arhats."

"By then, all the warriors in the Yanshan area will become spiritual materials. Amitabha, even if I divide one or two tenths of them privately, it will be enough for me to practice to become a land immortal. It's wonderful."

Baolai was responsible for making secret arrangements before the Ghost Gate opened.

Originally, it was only necessary to bring Di Ting's reincarnation to the mortal world. With Di Ting's magical powers, the Yanshan area would be barren.

Now that Di Ting is missing, it is convenient for him to do it himself to get the blood food.

"The population of Yanliang Town is 140,000. I can take 20,000 in advance and refine them into pills to warm the body and soul, or a Buddhist treasure."

Baola's face was greedy, and he was even glad that Di Ting died at the hands of the Plague Department Taoist, otherwise there would be no chance to make money.

"The Plague Department Taoist should not be missed either. After the Lu Zu Temple is over, find a way to deal with him."

Shen Lian was slightly surprised that he could stop the temple monk from coming.

However, it was limited to surprise, and could not affect the conspiracy of Xiao Leiyin Temple to spread the Taoism. The outer gate of the plague department had been infiltrated and riddled with holes.

How could a mere Taoist stop the trend?

"If I seize this opportunity, I can become the top seven of the fourteen Arhats."

Baolai breathed rapidly, controlling the old beggar to stand up tremblingly.

He seemed to be walking along the city wall inadvertently, but in fact, every forty or fifty meters, half of the Buddha's finger fell on the corner of the wall from his sleeve.

The Buddha's finger took root and sprouted, turning into a dry sapling.

"On the fifteenth day, use the magic circle to summon the monks in the temple, and then trap the blood food in the city."

"Hehehe."

"Eat 20,000 people, I will definitely become a land immortal."

Baolai's eyes widened with excitement, staring at the group of warriors sinisterly.

The mortal court identified Yanliang Town as a cave, but in fact there was no trace of demons, only a few alchemists.

There are Yuandan VI warriors everywhere in the city, and each of them has abundant Qi and blood.

Even children of four or five years old are honing their bodies in the martial arts hall.

Even because of the excessive concentration of Qi and blood, Yanliang Town is not prone to ordinary ghosts, and the hot Qi and blood can severely injure ghosts.

The entire Lv Zu Temple is like a blessed land with resources everywhere.

But there are no demons coveting it.

It only took Baolai half a day to set up the magic circle.

During this period, no one noticed that Yanliang Town was just an ordinary town.

Baolai didn't know if it was an illusion.

Mainly because Yanliang Town was too ordinary, it made him inexplicably fearful, and he didn't enter the town until the magic circle was completed.

He walked through the streets and alleys, his Yuanshen drilled out of his eyebrows, and observed meticulously.

Although Baolai tended to believe that the demons in the Yanshan area had left, he had to at least figure out the truth about Lv Zu Temple.

Given the importance of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the demons in the Yanshan area before were probably not simple.

Baolai lived in Yanliang Town for another three days.

As he got to know the local customs of Yanliang Town more deeply, his doubts became more and more serious.

He found that there were many immortal temples in the Yanshan area, and since Zhong Kui was enshrined, there were very few demons in the city.

There are so many rumors about Zhong Kui that it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

I only know that the statue of Zhong Kui in the temple is indeed made of clay. Bora really can't figure out why the local mortals are obsessed with Zhong Kui.

The only special thing is the mountain god, which refers to the banyan tree that is more than 100 meters tall in Xicheng District.

Baolai had been in close contact with the banyan tree. It was indeed huge in size, but it did not reveal any demonic aura, and no clues were found through various methods.

Moreover, it is more difficult for plants and trees to become monsters than ordinary birds and beasts, and their intelligence is also relatively inferior.

If a tree spirit appeared in the area, hundreds of thousands of warriors in the Yanshan area would no longer exist, and the spiritual wisdom of ten thousand years of Taoism would not be enough to herd mortals.

"Perhaps a certain cave has intervened. If you continue to be cautious, you will only miss the opportunity. The poor monk will take away hundreds of people to taste the delicious taste."

Little did he know that the banyan tree was smarter than he thought.

In order to deceive Baolai into entering the city, the banyan tree deliberately imitated the withered glory of autumn, and all the elixirs on the branches shrank, losing their medicinal power.

Baolai couldn't help but licked her lips, trying to plant the Buddha's finger outside the city.

There is a faint flash of Buddha light.

Suddenly, Bora heard several slight barks in his ears.

His mana fluctuated as a result, causing the old beggar's upper and lower jaws to dislocate, and his flesh and bones nearly exploded.

"Listen carefully?"

Baolai's face was full of astonishment, and a familiar breath flashed past.

He did not admit his mistake. It was indeed Di Ting who had been missing for a long time. Even if the latter was alive, shouldn't he be reincarnated in Xiaoleiyin Temple or sealed in a corner of the deep ghost city?

Baolai's expression was gloomy, and his first reaction was to reveal his murderous intent.

If Di Ting was already in Yanliang Town, he would not be able to get the 20,000 blood meals, and the chance of being promoted to a land immortal would be gone.

Not to mention other far-reaching impacts, he is likely to be deployed back to Xiaoleiyin Temple.

"no!"

The Buddha finger between Baolai's eyebrows burned more intensely, and most of his soul was exposed.

"It must die! Anyway, everyone thinks that Ting Ting failed in seizing the reincarnation."

Baolai smelled the scent of Tingting, and his real body quickly got out of the old beggar's mouth, transformed into a human body, and quickly pursued the target.

He didn't notice at all that the shadows on the soles of his feet were squirming after he took the first step.