I can't be a demon

Shen Lian muttered to himself: "If all members of the Plague Department practice Buddhism, Nuoxian will definitely lose control. How will the gods deal with it..."

Boom!!!

A loud noise came from the mansion where the elders of the Paohan Daoyuan lived.

Shen Lian's face was solemn, and he quickly sent a telepathic message to ask Elder Fengjing.

Elder Fengjing replied in a deep voice: "It's not me, it's Elder Qiuyang... He has gone astray, and the immortal species has lost control and gone astray."

"How could Elder Qiuyang lose control?"

"It's the general trend."

As soon as Elder Fengjing finished speaking, the doors and windows of Elder Qiuyang's mansion opened.

The extremely distorted scriptures overflowed, like mayflies, but with a few more characteristics of corpse maggots, making the ground and walls rotten.

"Elder Feng Jing, is he becoming a Nuo fairy?"

"Yes."

The disciples of the Taoist Academy turned their heads away. After they looked directly at the scriptures, corpse spots appeared on the surface of their organs, and they vomited blood and flesh fragments.

Only Shen Lian stared at it.

The Nuo fairy of the plague department formed by Elder Qiu Yang was different from the norm, but it revealed a different kind of beauty everywhere, especially the trajectory of observing the mayfly.

[The profession of "Taishang Daochang" has been triggered, and the necessary conditions are missing and it cannot be employed]

The scriptures gathered in the air, and the scene was like the street lamps in the summer of Shen Lian's previous life, with countless mosquitoes chasing the lights.

Slowly forming a section of intestines.

Compared with ordinary Nuo fairies, the stomach of the Daode Tianzun transformed by Elder Qiu Yang showed the gray-black color of a corpse, and the stench of decay came to the face.

In the stomach of the Daode Tianzun, human flesh and blood were wriggling.

"It seems."

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes and saw the various expressions of the disciples of the Taoist Academy.

"Either the God of Plague has died, or he is determined to go straight to Xiao Leiyin Temple, and has never thought about the possibility of turning back."

The stomach of Daode Tianzun turned into a cassock, and the human flesh inside grew to a size of 100 meters, and Nuoxian turned into a temple monk wearing a cassock.

In fact, it is more appropriate to call it [Nuo Monk].

The Taoism of Nuo Monk has been practiced for more than ten thousand years, and his aura is a little stronger than that of the temple monk.

Several Nuo Immortals showed signs of rioting, but in the end they did not encircle and suppress Nuo Monk, allowing Nuo Monk to fall in the market, and the stomach cassock wrapped around the buildings.

The pupils of Elder Fengjing shrank slightly. When Nuo Monk appeared, he received the transmission from the elders of the inner sect, and had to say: "All disciples listen to the order."

"If you participate in the outer sect competition, you can go to the prison room through the newly promoted Nuo Immortal."

The monks hesitated again and again, and some of them approached the market.

The relics in their bodies actively communicated with the Nuo monks. Not only was there no danger, but the efficiency of their Buddhist practice was blessed by the Nuo monks.

In the future, the Nuo monks will take the lead in the outer sect's preaching.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

More and more monks drove flying swords into the market.

Because of the sudden emergence of Buddhism, there are more than 20 Nine Realm monks. If all the Taoist temples are counted, there will be at least 200 to 300.

According to the proportion of the inner sect in the past, there will be a surge of land immortals in the future.

The Nine Realm monks who did not practice Buddhism were in a dilemma. Under the current situation, they, a group of normal people, would become the target of public criticism.

The wind was howling.

The thick fog in the back mountain broke open.

Shen Lian, who had not moved for seven years, rose straight up, and the smell of plague pills he exuded was extremely pure. Obviously, he did not practice Buddhism.

"Om~~"

The Nuo monk suddenly raised his arm, but was blocked by the Nuo immortal before he touched Shen Lian.

Shen Lian steadily entered the half-real and half-empty stomach of Nuoxian, as if he was in a blood and flesh cave, with the other end connected to the endless void.

The Taoist temple was silent, and no one followed Shen Lian.

Elder Feng Jing sighed repeatedly.

"The Plague Department is practicing Buddhism, how can the Heavenly Plague resist the general trend."

"O God, your cooperation with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva can be delayed for a hundred years, and maybe the situation of the Plague Department will really improve because of the Heavenly Plague."

Elder Feng Jing's mind flashed Shen Lian's words, and the latter's firm plan to get rid of Tianshou during the outer sect competition.

Once Tianshou died, I'm afraid the Plague Department will be in chaos.

At this time.

Gao Qiu gritted his teeth and left the Taoist temple, driving the crappy secret technique into his stomach.

No one cared about a seventh-level cultivator. They wanted to know more about the outcome of the Plague Department's avenue struggle and whether the Heavenly Plague was struggling to death.

Shen Lian and Gao Qiu walked towards the end one after the other.

It was only a few minutes' journey, but there was a trance feeling of shuttling through the teleportation tree, and at the end of the stomach, it was pitch-black darkness.

Shen Lian was about to summon the ghost gourd, but suddenly realized that Gao Qiu would most likely not get a place after sneaking through to participate in the outer sect competition.

"Junior Brother Gao, no matter what danger you encounter, you must stay calm. Let's meet up first."

Gao Qiu nodded in response.

Shen Lian stepped into the end without hesitation, and the endless darkness enveloped him.

He vaguely heard a voice talking outside the darkness.

"How many plague immortals will go crazy with the Queen Mother's peaches?"

"I don't know, twenty or thirty people?"

"I hope they won't be imprisoned in the southern corner of the prison immortal room under our jurisdiction."

Chapter 320 Winter Man and Summer Insect in the Prison! (Seeking monthly tickets)

Shen Lian often traveled back and forth between the caves through the teleportation tree, and had long been accustomed to the sudden trance, and soon came to his senses.

Then came the endless darkness.

With Shen Lian's physical strength, his five senses far surpassed those of his peers, but he still couldn't see through the darkness around him. He felt as if he had fallen into the abyss forever.

Only the vent not far away provided a faint light.

The voices discussing the Peach Banquet were also heard from the vent. Now the footsteps were getting farther and farther away, and it was hard to hear what they were saying.

"Plague Department Heavenly Soldiers?"

"It seems that there must be a peach tree that connects the past and the present hidden in the ruins of the old heaven."

Shen Lian was not surprised at all. The known innate spiritual roots seemed to be able to connect the past and the present. Li Liuru came to the old alchemy room in the future in his dream because of the peach tree.

The environment he was in was almost exactly the same as the prison room mentioned by Li Liuru.

Shen Lian looked around.

The darkness in the prison made the surroundings full of unknowns. Not to mention Li Liuru, he would probably go crazy if he was imprisoned for hundreds of years.

"By the way, can I meet Li Liuru again?"

According to the time point, Li Liuru escaped around the time when the Taoist Taiyi Daoguo was obtained. Shen Lian asked for information indirectly.

"It is estimated to be dangerous. The area of ​​the prison room is not small. It should be only a part of the ruins."

Shen Lian activated the food supplement magic. Gao Qiu was in the prison in the northwest corner of the prison room. His condition was relatively stable. He must not have encountered any danger.

The occasional noise outside the house should be made by the cultivators trying to escape from the cell.

Shen Lian felt out the outline of the doorway next to the vent, but he didn't rush to take action. Many disasters had occurred on the eve of the world's catastrophe. Compared with the outside world, the closed prison was safer.

"The outer sect competition will definitely be reviewed by the Plague Department's gods. How could they not know that the ruins of the old heaven are involved in the secrets before the world's catastrophe."

"What is their purpose in sending so many cultivators here?"

Shen Lian planted the rhizome of the teleportation tree he carried with him next to the vent without hesitation.

The rhizome drilled into the gap between the bricks and grew vigorously. After the banyan tree was promoted to the sixth level, the teleportation tree could travel smoothly between the two worlds in half a day.

Shen Lian hurriedly approached the vent.

He turned his head and listened to the whispers of the two plague department soldiers close to the vent.

The prison room was extremely depressing. If the plague department soldiers did not communicate with each other, they would go crazy sooner or later.

The words of the plague department soldiers revealed fear.

"Alas, it won't be long before the Hunyuan Dao Fruit comes, but things keep happening. I hope the Three Pure Ones can put an end to the troubles in the Heavenly Palace."

"Even the Queen Mother's Peach Banquet can have an accident, who knows."