I can't be a demon

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No one could have imagined that there is a brand new world at the bottom of the underworld.

The rocks, vegetation and trees are all black and white.

A few mortal figures gathered in the mountains to build a 100-meter-long Buddha statue. They carved the rock wall with difficulty, and the outline of the Buddha took shape bit by bit.

One boy froze on the spot and couldn't help but point to the sky.

"Auntie, there is... a sacred tree falling in the Bodhisattva Heaven!!!"

Chapter 385 Mastering the Night Candle Scripture

The banyan tree is four to five hundred meters long, and its branches are so overwhelming that it seems to cover the entire sky and earth in an instant, causing clouds to overflow.

"Auntie, there is... a sacred tree falling in the Bodhisattva Heaven!!!"

The boy was extremely excited, "Mr. Zhang in the school mentioned that the Buddha attained enlightenment under the Bodhi tree. This tree must be the Bodhi tree!"

"Is it possible that the top of the Bodhi tree is connected to where the Living Buddhas live..."

Before the boy could finish speaking, the woman beside him quickly covered his mouth.

The woman's face turned pale, and her body was trembling uncontrollably. "Don't talk nonsense. We are just believers in the lower world who have made offerings to the Buddha for generations, and...it is not a sacred tree."

The crowd was in commotion.

When they saw the true appearance of the banyan tree clearly, they couldn't help but be frightened and terrified.

Compared to the black and white underworld, the banyan tree is brightly colored and is originally a symbol of auspiciousness, but the banyan tree is really weird and inexplicable.

The roots of the banyan tree were actually densely packed with mummies.

There are tens of thousands of mummies, their facial features retain the fervor they had before death, and their tails flicker with a faint light, which is creepy.

Some of the mummies were still alive, chanting hysterically from their mouths.

But before long, the mummies became nutrients for the banyan tree.

The boy's pupils shrank, and then he recognized the mummy.

"Buddha servant! Aniang is a Buddha servant living in the clouds!!"

He knew that the Living Buddha would only come into the world once every ten years. After enlightening the believers, mortals could also become immortal servants of the Buddha.

As a result, at least 100,000 living Buddhas were hanged under the banyan tree.

Sacred tree?

It’s obviously a magic tree! ! !

The woman murmured: "Little dog, remember to recite the word "Randeng" at all times. Don't be disrespectful to the Buddha's servants, and don't be disrespectful to the spiritual mountain."

Gouwa didn't hear a word, and a treasonous thought came into his mind.

The Buddha servant at the bottom of the tree is really ugly, like an insect chirping in the dark night, making a ferocious and urgent sound just before death.

While everyone was at a loss, the sound of gongs echoed in the mountains.

The woman turned around and saw the most respected old man in the village approaching. His eyes looking at the banyan tree were also full of fear.

As soon as the old man appeared, he calmed down the hundreds of villagers present.

Different from the ragged clothes of the villagers, the old man was dressed in gold and silver, and his appearance and features were very similar to the Buddha servants they said.

That is, the fire ghost.

At the same time, because the old man's limbs were atrophied, he had to be carried by four people.

The attitude of the villagers towards the old man was as if the old man were the incarnation of a burning lamp, and the old man also enjoyed the respectful gazes he cast on him.

"This is a sign of disaster from heaven and a warning to us from the ancient Buddha Deng Deng."

"Two years from now it will be eternal night. If we let it go, our descendants will never be able to ascend. We must complete the Buddha statue as soon as possible!"

The old man looked around and nodded with satisfaction when he saw no one had any objections.

He didn't know the origin of the banyan tree, but he also understood that it was definitely not related to the Lingshan Mountain. It was only right to take advantage of the eternal night to become a Buddha servant.

As long as I ascend to the spiritual mountain, I don't care about the misfortunes and blessings of the world.

A strong man walked out of the crowd and said, "Mr. Yue, what do you think we should do?"

"Hurry up! Although the fragrant oil of the statue is enough to last forever, we must pay more for this disaster!!"

After Mr. Yue finished speaking, the eyes of the crowd flickered.

"bloodletting!!!"

As soon as Mr. Yue knocked on the rock wall, the crowd hesitated for a moment and then started walking towards the top of the mountain, including the frightened boy.

The Buddha statue is only carved in outline, but the clues can already be seen.

His expression is solemn, showing a bit of compassion. The thumb and index finger of both hands are touching. The details of the cassock are exquisite, and the robe is partial to the right shoulder.

If Shen Lian were present, he would be able to tell it was the [Landeng Ancient Buddha] at a glance.

Everyone came to the top of the lamp-burning ancient Buddha.

The head of the Buddha statue is hollow, and inside is cooled wax oil. Although it appears black and gray, the wax oil has an extremely coquettish illusion.

Strangely, the candle wick is actually made of woven human sinew.

Mr. Yue lowered his head and saw that there was only one third of the candle oil. "Amitabha, bleed all of them. Don't worry. The longevity you are missing will be given by the Living Buddha."

He was breathing rapidly, and any words given to him by living Buddhas were all nonsense caused by greed.

After saying that, someone slit his neck.

Blood and water flowed out.

There seems to be no difference between mortals in the underworld, but the blood is obviously different. If you look closely, it turns out to be wax oil, and more than that.

The flesh and blood are similar to silver, the hair is a good material for making cassocks, the bones shine with golden luster, and the internal organs are made of various gems.

Except for the children, everyone drained their blood to fill the head of the Buddha statue.

They did not die physically, but they suddenly aged twenty or thirty years. Their hair roots were stained with snow white, and their longevity was almost exhausted.

Mr. Yue licked his lips. By the time the living Buddha arrived, they would almost be dead.

There is no need to worry about the Living Buddha knowing about it.

"Continue to build the Buddha statue, and the ancient Buddha will protect us!"

The statue of the ancient Buddha of Burning Lamp became as real as the finishing touch, especially in his eyes, which were filled with compassion.

Is it a statue? It is clearly a re-creation of the real Buddha.

While Gou Wa was stunned, A Niang was already old and dying, but she was not sad, but was elated as if she had been redeemed.

He didn't understand why believers had to give everything for the Buddha.

Gou Wa looked at the banyan tree again, its roots had penetrated into the soil, and the ground, which was originally only black and white, had sprouted green buds.

The crisp green grass looked different, dotted with wild flowers of various colors.

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Inside the banyan tree.

Shen Lian frowned slightly, sitting cross-legged in the retreat room motionlessly.

He couldn't count how many fire ghosts he had killed, but the mountains of elixirs piled up in his stomach proved that he had made a lot of money.

There were tens of thousands of elixirs being brewed by the ghost gourd.

Bang bang bang.

The muffled sound continued.

While the six internal organs were branded with scriptures, the indestructible body of Vajra was also constantly advancing.

"Huh..."

Shen Lian just exhaled, like a tsunami hitting the wall, the resilient tree trunk suddenly bulged outward and almost tore.

"The immortal organs are expected to be perfect. Any wine recipe that helps practice is completely worthless in front of enough elixir fruits."

He was immersed in digesting the power of the medicine, and his cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds.

The six internal organs were branded at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the organs and scriptures merged, they all produced mysterious changes similar to the immortal bones and wisdom roots.

It can be seen that conventional means cannot kill the immortals at all.

"Hehe, keep fishing."

In addition to practicing, Shen Lian secretly performed fishing magic. The roots of the banyan tree continued to sink into the clouds, and from time to time, a few fire ghosts were pulled in.

He also noticed the mortals in the underworld who sculpted the Buddha statue.

When the mortals carved, they would fill the flesh and bones of their ancestors into the body of the Buddha statue. The burning lamp Buddha statue always felt that it would wake up at any time.

"Let's digest the medicine first. We still don't know the situation in the underground world."

One thing is certain, Shen Lian has not seen any existence that can threaten him yet. Mortals don't even have the basic cultivation methods.