I can't be a demon

He was only at the seventh level, which had the advantage that the peach saplings grew very slowly, but the disadvantages were more obvious, and he had no power to stop it.

Gao Qiu also noticed the noise made by Tianshou.

But Gao Qiu knew that Tianshou would never protect a useless person.

He could only place his hopes on Shen Lian.

The cold and dampness penetrated into his body, and his internal organs gradually lost their vitality. The peach saplings were almost inseparable from his body.

Gao Qiu looked at the swaying candle outside the door, and his consciousness began to sink.

The sound of footsteps rang.

"Brother?"

Gao Qiu raised his head and saw a figure under the dim candlelight.

The figure was extremely long, his movements were slightly stiff, and his heavy breathing was extremely laborious. He was obviously walking towards his position.

"Not Brother..."

Gao Qiu's eyes widened in his last moments, and the strong resentment made the temperature drop sharply.

The figure was bloated and deformed, with ragged clothes, and a mushroom growing on his back. The invisible taboo acted on Gao Qiu.

Gao Qiu covered his mouth and nose, and his own blood and qi leaked out uncontrollably.

Even if he closed his seven orifices as much as possible, he still became the nutrients of the mushrooms, and the mushrooms bloomed more and more, and the color became more and more bright.

The ghost stood at the door, watching Gao Qiu struggling like drowning.

It seemed to have some remaining memories from his life, and enjoyed torturing the living, and it laughed strangely.

At this moment, the ghost's expression was ecstatic, and his Taoism began to soar.

Visible blood and qi poured into the mushrooms.

Gao Qiu forced himself to look outside the door, looking doubtful. The wall of the corridor showed signs of melting due to the high temperature of blood and qi.

The candle light was blocked, and the prison fell into a pitch-black darkness.

Boom.

Someone was running fast.

Muscles filled the four or five-meter gap in the prison room, and the joints rubbed against the wall, sparks flew out. It violently rushed into the prison and punched.

Boom.

A muffled sound came, and the ghost's head was embedded in the chest cavity. I don't know how many bones were broken, and the limbs were instantly turned into minced meat, leaving only a mushroom.

The ghost wanted to release the taboo, but the root of the mushroom was grabbed.

"You like blood, right? I'll let you suck enough!!!"

Shen Lian grinned and smashed randomly, and his open mouth spit out a large amount of blood, which had reached the limit that the ghost could temporarily digest.

The ghost was obviously feeding on blood, but it was in great pain under the erosion of blood.

Gao Qiu's eyes became clear, and he rolled and crawled away from Shen Lian.

He had seen Shen Lian's terrifying true body of more than 20 meters, and was afraid that the latter would get excited and beat himself into powder.

Bang.

The ghost couldn't bear the blood and exploded, and Shen Lian was covered in blood, which was creepy.

The Plague Department's God fell silent.

Even though they knew that this Taoist was good at the flesh, they had never thought that the sick Plague Department monks would use their blood and qi to blow up ghosts.

And Shen Lian's way of using the immortal seed was different from that of the Plague Department.

Why did the immortal seed replenish the flesh after being integrated into the flesh and bones, forming a unique Taoist inheritance, and directly reaching the flesh to become holy.

There was no trace of Shen Lian being parasitized by the peach saplings.

He carried the corpse of the ghost, and his eyes were solemn.

"Junior Brother Gao, come over here."

Gao Qiu hurriedly did as he was told, trying to support his body and soul that were about to collapse. As a result, he saw Shen Lian throwing the corpse out the door after walking a few steps.

There was a creepy chewing sound outside the door.

Shen Lian did not hesitate to expose the ghost gourd and directly absorbed Gao Qiu into it.

Although the Plague Department was at the bottom of the eight departments in the Ghost Market, it was closely related to the Ancient Heaven after all, and its foundation was still very deep, and its magic weapons were not rare.

Shen Lian dodged sideways, and the three or four-meter-long roots left a crack on the ground.

"What the hell?!!"

Shen Lian returned to his normal state, flexibly turned and moved to the corridor, and the monster derived from the corpse of the heavenly soldier came into view.

It was a strange and inexplicable flesh and blood peach tree.

The peach tree had a total of ten branches, which were thick and showed skin texture, and even had a nail-like structure at the end.

It was like two palms intertwined.

What Shen Lian found most incredible was that the palms were engraved with incomplete scriptures, which were somewhat similar to the Buddhist scriptures, but the handwriting was crooked.

The scriptures appeared inside and outside the palms, trying to piece together a complete sentence.

"Damn, it's really Cordyceps sinensis, can it breed the scriptures?"

Shen Lian's scalp was numb.

In this case, doesn't it mean that the prison room is indeed a large petri dish.

Roar! ! !

The Buddha's hand howled to the sky, and in just a few breaths, it regenerated its destiny. The palm of the hand showed a "卍", but the lines were slightly distorted and very unnatural.

This thing is not a demon, nor is it a fairy or Buddha.

If it must be classified, it should belong to the unformed Mahayana Buddhism.

It is just like the arm of Vipasyin Buddha that Zhen Yuanzi took out when he realized the truth, but the deformed Buddha's hand in front of him seemed to be missing an important link.

Puff.

Shen Lian spat out a mouthful of blood. The Buddha's hand has reached the level of a land immortal.

If he activated the immortal profound art without reservation, he might be able to fight it, but it was unrealistic in the small space of the prison room.

The Buddha's hand used all ten fingers to crawl, and its increased size made it difficult to move.

Shen Lian took the opportunity to shake off the Buddha's hand and looked around the doors on both sides of the aisle. He could see the general information of the prisoners engraved on the vents.

[Qingyu Taoist, Plague Department, went crazy while guarding the Peach Garden and was imprisoned here. 】

【Luo Yuanwei, the plague department, went mad while guarding the Peach Garden and was imprisoned here. 】

【Sheng Bao, the plague department, went mad while guarding the Peach Garden and was imprisoned here. 】

………

Shen Lian searched for clues and soon came to the end of the aisle.

There is a path that continues downward at the end, which is obviously a separate cell. The corpses of more than a dozen Plague monks are scattered everywhere.

The state of death should be that after losing control of body and soul, he was attacked by the rest of the crowd.

The Buddha's hand was approaching tirelessly, and the squeeze of the aisle caused the flesh and bones to shatter, and the permeating fishy smell was extremely pungent.

Shen Lian stopped.

He looked up and noticed a talisman taped to the entrance of the path.

The lines of the spiritual talisman are complex, but they have no function. They only serve as a symbol to show who is responsible for sealing the existence within them.

Shen Lian touched the magic talisman and secretly used his wisdom.

【Ling Bao Magical Talisman】

[The talisman engraved by Lingbao Tianzun symbolizes the Tao Qi of Shangqing Cave. 】

"It seems that the paths chosen by the three Qing Dynasties are indeed very different."

The Hunyuan Daoguo of Yuanshi Tianzun advocated refining the scriptures and cut off the fourth corpse to get rid of the shortcomings of the scriptures; the Taidaoguo of Daode Tianzun created the scriptures by himself, and all living beings in the eight tribes can use this to transcend the mortal world and become immortals.

Lingbao Tianzun seems to want to breed a kind of true scripture.

"Is it possible that Lingbao Tianzun imitated the process of forming the scripture in the Immortal Prisoner's Room?"

roar! ! !

The Buddha's hand was bloody and covered with fungi, and its fingers were twisted like dead branches. They were constantly squeezing the wall, and their joints made a tooth-piercing clicking sound.

Shen Lian swept through the pile of corpses and twisted off one person's head.

There was a remnant soul in his head, and it was forcibly taken into his Niwan Palace. The Zifu quenching method turned the remnant soul into a layer of disguise for Shen Lian.

Shen Lian possessed himself and went in and out of the entrance. The light and shadow changed and he looked completely different.

"After the end of the Hunyuan Dao Fruit, there is the Tai Dao Fruit, and finally, Lingbao Tianzun discusses the Tao."