I can't be a demon

"Ah!!"

Tian Shou couldn't stop roaring, and Shen Lian's question rang in his ears.

"Wushou, why don't you try to refine more scriptures?"

Tian Shou's eyes were red, and the Buddha's finger on his forehead was completely burned, which also meant that his body and soul were no longer on guard against the scriptures, and the scriptures took the lead.

"You think you can control me at will? The Taoist tradition of Leiyin Temple is not what you can imagine."

His body changed drastically, and the hole left by the Buddha's finger grew pupils. The manas that had never been reached in three hundred years was now easily comprehended by refining the scriptures.

Tian Shou looked jealous, and then noticed that Shen Lian's eyebrows revealed the same breath.

"Manas?"

"He actually has manas? How can a scoundrel who doesn't believe in Buddha and has never learned Buddhism comprehend manas?!!"

Tian Shou's faith collapsed, and his upper and lower jaws opened to the extreme.

Another scripture poured into his body.

There were a lot of roots spreading from his feet, and the parasitic peach saplings turned into lotus thrones, and the Buddha's light enveloped the prison in an instant.

His appearance was somewhat similar to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and his cultivation was faintly touching the land immortals.

Tianshou stretched out his right arm and swung it violently, and the infinite Buddha's light formed a light column, which directly penetrated Shen Lian's shoulder, and blood, flesh and bones splashed everywhere.

"You forced me to do it! Kill you and sacrifice your corpse to the Bodhisattva!!"

"Hehehe."

Shen Lian laughed unscrupulously, grabbed a few monks and threw them into the corridor.

"That's right, refine a few more scriptures, your limit is not limited to this."

The other monks also noticed that there was a huge creature crawling in the corridor, and the sound of bones rubbing against the wall made them shudder.

Shen Lian wiped his shoulder, and the blood, flesh and bones everywhere returned to the wound as if time was flowing backwards.

Tianshou was inexplicably panicked, and the Buddha's light was radiating outwards. Shen Lian just kept dodging sideways, and a very thick fungus mist was scattered from his mouth and nose.

Unconsciously.

The floor tiles in the prison were covered with fungus blankets, and the martial arts realm covered a hundred meters.

Shen Lian glanced at his dantian, and the martial arts plague pill was beating like a heart, swallowing and spitting out endless kinds of pathogens with every breath.

Since he was promoted to the ninth realm, this was the first time he used the martial arts plague pill without reservation.

"Die!"

Tianshou grabbed Shen Lian with his arms that were no different from those of a Buddha statue, but the latter suddenly disappeared the moment he touched the entity.

"Go on, continue to refine the true scriptures, your only way to survive is to refine the true scriptures."

The bacteria eroded Tianshou, and dozens of diseases quietly attached to his flesh and bones.

Tianshou made a crazy counterattack, but it was completely useless. His internal organs turned into pus, and his limbs were rotten to varying degrees.

In the eyes of others, Tianshou was helpless and furious and beat around.

Shen Lian stood there, his hands clasped across his chest.

Under constant temptation, Tianshou continued to refine the sutra, and even chose to swallow three sutras at once, and the erosion of the bacteria was greatly reduced.

"Hehe."

He stepped half a foot into the land immortal, and found that the bacteria could not hurt him at all.

His body became Buddha again, and his body gradually reached four or five meters.

As soon as Tianshou's five senses recovered, he immediately looked for Shen Lian's position, but when he turned around, he saw the latter standing behind him with a smile on his face.

Shen Lian's right arm accumulated power and expanded to more than ten meters.

The giant arm almost touched the top of the prison, and the spider-web-like muscles were full of Taoism, making a thunderous rumble, and blood oozing out of the pores.

More than 90% of the power gathered in the meridians of the right arm.

Because of the limited space, Shen Lian could not show the complete form of the Immortal Mysterious Art, but it was not a big problem with just one arm.

The fist hit out with a bang.

Boom.

Tianshou fell into a trance, and the martial arts true meaning of the Thousand Arms Fist acted on his consciousness.

Shen Lian seemed to have turned into a ten-thousand-foot Buddha, and his fist landed fiercely on Tianshou's chest.

Tianshou's eyes popped, and the sound of bones being overwhelmed came from his joints. The incomparable power crushed his spine, and the organs that were severely damaged by the bacteria were squeezed into minced meat.

He flew backwards and landed at the entrance of the corridor.

"If you kill me, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva will definitely not let you go!!"

Shen Lian was unmoved.

Tianshou forced himself to use Buddhism to communicate with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in Xiao Leiyin Temple, even though his soul had become food for the scriptures.

Suddenly.

His expression was extremely shocked, and he did not react like this even when he knew that Tianwen was Shen Lian.

"Fruitment?"

Tianshou sensed the fruit of Ci Di Arhat in Shen Lian's dantian, which was a symbol of becoming a monk in Xiao Leiyin Temple. Only the fourteen Arhats under Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had the fruit.

He was extremely terrified. Could it be that the other party was also planted in the plague department by the Bodhisattva?

Shen Lian punched Tianshou twice again, and directly knocked Tianshou into the depths of the corridor.

The Buddhistization intensified, and the middle-level Buddhist Dharma flourished in Tianshou's body, and suddenly became a natural barrier, preventing the Buddha's hand from entering the prison.

Roar! !

Shen Lian heard the deafening movement in the corridor, and silently retreated to the corner, restraining his breath and waiting for the end of the outer sect competition.

The monks realized Shen Lian's cruelty and shuddered.

They didn't know that Tianshou was an arhat from the Little Leiyin Temple, but they felt that Shen Lian's behavior was no different from that of a demon. The two of them only came into contact for a moment, and as a result, the new Taoist of the Plague Department had become a stepping stone.

Shen Lian swept away the dragon fish robe, and now the surface of the robe was covered with roots.

The spirituality of the dragon fish robe has also changed. The dragon horns on the top of the head are replaced by Pan Tao branches. The treasure of Buddhism is close to the middle level after the symbiotic peach tree.

"I don't know how long Brother Tianshou can hold on."

Shen Lian stared at the body of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

He approached slowly, becoming the bait that attracted the scriptures.

Unlike the Mahayana Buddhism sealed in paper, the scriptures produced by corpses, even the immortals on land have to become petri dishes.

It can only be said that the prison has certain restrictions, so there is no riot in Mahayana Buddhism.

Shen Lian occasionally pulled a few scattered sentences of Hinayana Buddhism, all of which were fed to the dragon fish robe, and the treasure inside and outside ate more lines of twisted Sanskrit.

He stopped ten meters away, and the martial arts plague pill began to be unable to withstand the erosion.

[The profession of "Ksitigarbha Corpse Buddha" has been triggered, and the necessary conditions are missing and cannot be employed]

[Ksitigarbha's body-Ksitigarbha Corpse Buddha fit 265%]

"Two hundred percent?"

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows and realized that Ksitigarbha Corpse Buddha could be used for the promotion of the starling to the seventh level.

He quietly hid some of the roots of the teleportation tree in the soil, and then after passing through the golden body of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the Little Leiyin Temple, he would gather enough experience and find a way to re-enter the prison room.

Shen Lian sat cross-legged and focused all his energy on collecting Hinayana Buddhism.

Time passed.

He no longer paid attention to the outside world and tried his best to get the wool. The other cultivators occasionally went astray, and at least seventy or eighty people were screened out.

Dong!

Dong!

The Hunyuan Dao Fruit ended, and the Taiyi Dao Fruit began.

The prison was silent, and there was no sound in the corridor.

Shen Lian's ankles were entangled by roots, and he could leave the prison room at any time. Then, light footsteps came from far to near.

"Lingbao Tianzun came to take the body?"

The traces they left in the old heaven disappeared bit by bit.

The innate spiritual roots connecting the past and the present were rejecting everyone. Obviously, even if they came to the eve of the world's catastrophe through the peach tree, they could not change any incidents that had already happened.

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes, as if he wanted to see the true appearance of Lingbao Tianzun through the darkness.

"The outer sect competition is over."

The voice of the plague department's god sounded out of thin air, and Shen Lian's eyes went dark.

When he came to his senses, he was already in a magnificent palace, with three plague gods reaching into the sky, looking at him.