I can't be a demon

The children who worship the Buddha are subject to the Buddha. Unless Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva completes sixteen times of pupation and becomes a true Buddha at the level of land gods, they will not be able to advance to heaven in their lifetime.

Kong Peck realized that Shen Lian could give him a chance to get rid of his fate, so how could the worshiping boy be willing to remain a tapeworm of the Buddha?

He gritted his teeth and quickly headed outside Lingshan with the pill fruit.

Time passes.

The mountains were getting closer and closer, but Zhuling Mountain stayed where it was, motionless.

Kongpei waited patiently on the top of the mountain. After more than half a month, the mountains gradually settled within a hundred miles of Zhuling Mountain.

The speed of chrysalis in the mountains is getting faster and faster, and all the Buddhas are unable to bear it any longer.

Such a scene looks like a demon is preparing to eat Tang Monk's flesh.

"Ha ha ha ha."

There was laughter coming from the mountains closest to Zhuling Mountain, and worshiping boys with horse faces and human bodies were seen pouring out of the cave.

They are all Earth Immortal Consummation, and there is almost no difference in appearance.

Kong Peck's expression was solemn, and he quickly recognized the spiritual mountain where the horse-faced boy belonged, "It is the Horse-headed Bodhisattva. It is said that he has transformed into a pupa fourteen times."

He looked at Horsehead Bodhisattva's [Rakshasa Spiritual Mountain], and the aura of the internal organs was very obvious.

At present, no worshiping boy has come forward in Zhuling Mountain. The old man headed by the horse-faced boy looked around and said without courtesy.

"Fellow fellow disciples, our Rakshasa Spirit Mountain has a great reputation, so when it comes to the division of opportunities between medicinal fragrances, there is no need to make too much concessions."

Kong Peck curled his lips, and some of the worshiping boys in Lingshan looked disdainful.

However, they didn't want to offend Rakshasa Lingshan. After all, the enshrined boy was just drinking soup and was not qualified to serve on the dining table.

"Prajna Lingshan, you can send five people to Zhuling Lingshan."

"Wisdom Lingshan, you seven."

"Sanwu Lingshan, you three."

………

"Protect Lingshan, you two."

Kong Peck interrupted and said: "There is a temporary emergency at Hu Nian Ling Mountain, so I can only be sent to participate. The place can be given to other senior brothers."

The horse-faced boy was slightly surprised and couldn't help but take a deep look at Kongpei.

In a short time, the worshiping boys summoned a hundred people to each other and stepped into Zhulingling Mountain. On the one hand, they wanted to practice nearby, and on the other hand, they also wanted to visit the worshiping disciples of Infinite Light Bodhisattva.

The situation did not exceed Shen Lian's expectation, and the trade fair was held as scheduled.

Even if the tensions between the various Lingshan Mountains are rising sooner or later, it will not affect their exchange of resources. We are all parasites in the Lingshan Mountains, and any behavior will not attract the attention of the Buddha.

Kongpei took the opportunity to take out the pill fruits and sold them to the worshiping boys in various Lingshan Mountains.

They saw that the elixir was full of medicinal power and could be easily digested even if they did not know how to make elixirs. It was a good spiritual material to assist in practice.

And the leftover fruit cores can take root and sprout when planted in Lingshan.

After a few decades, maybe the grown spiritual tree will be able to harvest pill fruits.

Kongpei tried his best to get even the rain and dew, and sold the pill fruits in small quantities to all Lingshan Mountains. He then found out that the cores had been planted in the hinterland of Lingshan Mountains.

"hiss."

He shuddered, there must be hands and feet moving in the core, which could not be detected by ordinary means. He was secretly glad that he was not the unlucky one.

The next days.

Empty pecks reduce the frequency of appearances and reduce the sense of presence.

He found that Shen Lian was shedding more and more frequently, and at the same time his appearance was becoming more ordinary, and the original rich energy and blood was looming.

To Kongpei's surprise, there were no casualties in each Lingshan Mountain, and the disciples who worshiped Zhu Lingshan did not go out.

Everything seemed extremely weird.

Kong Peck returned to the Sutra Pavilion after completing his mission. Whether it was an illusion or not, the banyan tree growing on Shen Lian's back seemed a little... active.

He sat aside obediently, paying attention to the movements of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva.

In fact, it would definitely be safer to stay in other organs, but Kongpei was afraid that when Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva awakened, Shen Lian would forget himself when he escaped.

Shen Lian has long ignored the threat of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva and is immersed in collecting Dharma methods and cannot extricate himself.

With the help of the elixirs distributed, the banyan tree quietly invaded the scripture collection pavilion in various Lingshan Mountains and was constantly flipping through volumes of scriptures.

Shen Lian no longer needs to rely on the five ghosts and gods, he can understand the magic of heavenly immortals in a few minutes.

When you call up the career panel, you can see a dense list of names of exercises, at least two to three hundred, some of which have been successfully promoted to Xiaocheng.

Until there is no point in continuing to master the Celestial Dharma, the branches of the banyan tree are allowed to lie dormant.

Shen Lian's body roared, and as the concentration of the medicinal fragrance intensified, countless scriptures were floating inside and outside his four hearts, and his organs were about to transform.

For ten years, Kong Peck was frightened every day, but the situation remained balanced.

Tick.

There was pus and blood dripping from the top of the Sutra Pavilion.

Kongpei shouted in panic: "Great Immortal! The Bodhisattva is about to wake up!"

"All Bodhisattvas are like this. Their flesh and blood dissolve. They are forcibly reshaping their bodies to end their pupae. Oh my god, help me!!!"

The rock walls of Lingshan turned into liquid, but countless cracks spread in the outer shell.

Cracks run through the back of the mountain, and a huge thing is about to emerge from its chrysalis. It will sleep like this forever, with an alternative Buddhist charm.

Shen Lian grabbed Kong Peck's neck and scanned the scriptures with his peripheral vision.

He hesitated for a few breaths, and then the lotus stamens opened, forming mysterious lines between the eyebrows, and a steady stream of scriptures fell into them.

Kong Peck felt suffocated, and Shen Lian was so bold that he even wanted to take advantage of the Bodhisattva.

No matter how far the scriptures are from the Lingshan Mountain, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva can immediately sense that what awaits them will be an endless pursuit.

"Great Immortal, you..."

"Shut up."

Shen Lian took forty volumes before stopping. Infinite Buddha's light burst out in the Sutra Pavilion, and the reaction of the Guardian Lingshan was obviously higher than that of the other Lingshan.

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva was furious. Although the scriptures did not affect its foundation, after all, they contained the memories of a lifetime. Without these memories, cognitive problems are likely to occur after the pupa is completed.

"How dare you!!!"

A new soul is gestated in the body of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, and it reaches the level of immortals as soon as it is born.

When Shen Lian saw the banyan tree, there were roots forming a hole in the tree under his feet, he fell into the cave in a trance, spanning more than ten miles in half a breath.

The next moment, he came to another spiritual mountain.

Kong Peck gasped for air, curled up into a ball and shivered.

Shen Lian stretched out his hand and pecked at the empty space, and the latter's martial arts scriptures began to focus on the guest, so as to prevent Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva from remotely affecting the worshiping boy.

He carried the empty peck and continued deeper into Lingshan Mountain, and the scent of medicine hit his face.

Yes, this is the Zhuling Mountain where Senior Brother Sha is imprisoned.

Compared to the hustle and bustle outside, there was a dead silence inside Zhuling Mountain. There was no fluctuation in the alchemy at all. It was obviously a layout.

"Bago, help me find the location of Senior Brother Sha."

"Ah~~"

Ba Ge ignored Shen Lian and continued to ponder the immortal method.

"Baye, do you have..."

Shen Lian's words stopped abruptly, and a strong figure suddenly appeared at the end of the deep and endless cave, with a head that looked like a giant head.

"Uncle Shen, it's me, the second nephew of Six Teeth White Elephant."

The yellow-tusked old elephant scratched his head and said, his spirit was no longer dull as before, and the overwhelming evil energy emitted almost dissipated the potion.

"Ninety thousand years."

Shen Lian took a breath of cold air. The demon's Taoism was far more difficult to improve than the cultivation of immortals and Buddhas, unless the yellow-tusked old elephant had countless blood meals.

"Okay, well...Second Junior Nephew, please lead the way."

The yellow-tusked old elephant chuckled and led the way for most of an hour.

They finally arrived at the Sutra Collection Pavilion in Zhuling Mountain. The golden-winged roc eagle, the green-haired lion monster, and the nine-headed insect stood at the entrance.

The path of Taoism is ninety thousand years old.

Shen Lian couldn't help but was speechless. No wonder the Niwan Palace of Infinite Light Bodhisattva could not be found in ten years. It turned out to be deliberately hidden by Brother Sha.

"Junior brother, you are well. Your cultivation level is almost above mine."

Senior Brother Sha's voice echoed, and Shen Lian saw at a glance that the monk in the Sutra Pavilion had returned to his original state of 90,000 years.

Shen Lian was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that Senior Brother Sha was still the Earth Immortal Consummation and had not refined any scriptures, so his cultivation was extremely pure.

"Junior brother, please stay away as soon as possible, I will let you see the joke."