I can't be a demon

Shen Lian has not concentrated on practice for a long time, of course because of the limited resources for his previous practice.

When the meridians at the root of the nose are tempered, the fifth meridian that runs through most of it suddenly bursts.

The sixth meridian was not trapped for too long. After two days, the sense of smell increased greatly, and the smell of monsters left in Yanliang Town flooded into the nasal cavity.

Shen Lian successfully stepped into the root stage, and his energy and blood began to boil.

The meridians in the sensory root stage are distributed between the cortex and flesh. It would have taken someone else at least half a year to find the location of the sensory root meridians.

Shen Lian didn't bother to delve deeper, as the yin and yang energy wrapped around his body and started to burn.

Under the high temperature, the meridians and meridians are nowhere to be seen, the burnt aroma fills the courtyard, and a layer of blood stains appears on the surface of the skin.

"A great medicine of the sixth realm of Yuan Dan has been used up."

The corners of Shen Lian's eyes twitched, he opened his mouth and took out two more pills. By taking the pills desperately, he forcibly pushed his cultivation to the perfection of the five innate realms.

[Giant food reaches 20.01%, martial arts points +4]

Bang.

There was a muffled sound in Shen Lian's left chest, and the first sensory meridian was connected.

The cost is that the meridians are damaged and the medicine in the stomach is completely exhausted.

Continue to take medicine.

Shen Lian is not afraid of having a weak foundation at all. As a warrior who has honed his body to the extreme, he must have mastered all the organs, flesh and blood.

Bang bang.

Bang bang bang.

Not sure how much time had passed, Shen Lian opened his eyes and showed a ferocious smile.

[Realm: Innate (Perfection)]

"There is still time before the ghost market opens. It should be too late to understand the sixth consciousness."

Shen Lian simply swallowed a six-consciousness fruit.

His consciousness was spinning, his eyeballs were bloodshot, his ears were buzzing, his tongue was congested and swollen, and his nose seemed to smell hundreds of smells.

"Hmm."

Blood and water flowed from Shen Lian's facial features.

The medicinal power of Six Consciousness Fruit amplifies the five senses a hundred times without any warning.

I can maintain the state of cultivation by eating and sleeping on weekdays, but I have been unable to enter it.

When the Six Consciousness Fruit medicine was exhausted, Shen Lian's chest heaved violently as if he were drowning, and his five senses were fully opened and his enlightenment was as high as heaven and earth.

"Come again, I won't believe it."

Shen Lian raised his head and chewed the Six Consciousness Fruit, then held another one on the tip of his tongue.

boom.

The five senses are transparent.

Shen Lian adapted for a moment, and after nearly half of the medicine was consumed, he successfully fell into a state of cultivation, and his consciousness seemed to be able to see at the cellular level microscopically.

He unconsciously activated his special powers, and jet-black scales covered his body.

at the same time.

The eyebrows became hot.

With the third Six Consciousness Fruit, it took him a few breaths to concentrate, and he was vaguely aware of the existence of Niwan Palace, as well as the three souls and seven souls.

With the fourth Six Consciousness Fruit, a gap opened between Shen Lian's eyebrows.

The cracks in the fifth Six Consciousness Fruit completely opened.

Shen Lian held the remaining Six Senses Fruit, his right hand froze near his mouth.

"Done?"

It was obvious that the potency of the medicine had been exhausted, but the five senses were still increased by about ten times. After two breaths, mental exhaustion flooded into my heart.

Shen Lian touched the center of his eyebrows, and there was a mysterious and mysterious pattern in his open vertical eyes.

"Erlang Shen?"

Shen Lian canceled the sixth consciousness, raised his eyes and disappeared between his eyebrows, his five senses receded like a divine help, and then he couldn't help but close his eyes to rest.

He scanned the career panel.

[Realm: Five innate realms (perfect sixth consciousness)]

"Both Taoists and Buddhists have a saying that the center of the brow hides the square inch of the spiritual platform."

"It is rumored that Erlang Zhenjun's vertical eyes came from this. I opened it by mistake, hoping to use the six realms of Yuan Dan."

The six realms of Yuan Dan involve spiritual consciousness, and raising one's eyes also maintains spiritual consciousness.

After all, Shen Lian is only at the fifth level of Xiantian. Even if he has eaten a lot of soul-nourishing pills, his weakness in spiritual consciousness cannot be made up for in one go.

After resting for a long time, he couldn't help but try to open his vertical eyes several times.

"What the hell?"

As a result, Shen Lian was confused and discovered that vertical eyes were closely related to specialness, and could only be exerted in the demonized state.

"The size of the Taoist sect's spiritual platform is also considered special? Is there any mistake?!!"

"What disaster happened thousands of years ago that caused such drastic changes in later generations."

"Mortals look like immortals and gods, but they are reduced to blood food."

Shen Lian suppressed his distracting thoughts and stood up to ask the pawn shop clerk. It turned out that in five days there would be a ghost market auction in mid-June.

"It's definitely too late to be promoted to the sixth realm of Yuan Dan. It would be bad if we miss the auction. It's even more unrealistic to be promoted in the ghost market..."

There are already faint signs in Nancheng District, and Lantian Street at night is full of resentment.

There are currently six Jinwu Guards in Yanliang Town. They all plan to participate in the auction and appear near Lantian Street every night.

While Shen Lian was stabilizing his cultivation, he selected three weapons from the weapons collected by Shen Hansheng and sent them to the ghost pawn shop in Gaolaozhuang while he was free.

Over and over again, I have become very skilled at drilling tree holes.

The ghost pawn shop remains the same, with an extra bird's nest on the branch, but there is no sign of the myna, who is probably fooling around in some nook and corner.

"Hello, young master."

The two guys have been practicing for just over a century and have become much wiser.

"kindness."

Shen Lian came to the lobby, and the ghost father was mumbling attentively behind the counter.

"Old man, I have recruited three pawnbrokers to help you protect the pawnshop."

"good."

The ghost father swept through the three weapons, and resentment gave birth to ghosts.

Shen Lian handed the blank paper to the ghost father, who already recognized it as a contract of betrayal without reminding him. The man showed pity for the new ghost.

The new-born ghosts were wailing in pain, accepting the baptism of store rules.

"Old man, is there something going on in the city?"

The ghost father said quietly: "The Gao family is getting married again."

"What?"

"Mother Liu next door told me. She said that Mr. Gao would go crazy every time he got married and asked us to stay in the store and not go out."

The ghost father was afraid of words, but he never stopped wiping the gourd.

"Old man, can you tell me more about Gaofu's marriage?"

"I'm not sure. Grandma Liu calls marriage [Ying Zhenjun]. It used to happen once every twenty years, but now it's becoming more and more frequent."

"Ying Zhenjun..."

Shen Lian's pupils narrowed.

He vaguely remembered that Marshal Tianpeng was also known as True Lord Tianpeng.

"A-Lian, do you want to go to the banquet in Gaofu? Maybe a wealthy family will take a fancy to you and bring back a beautiful young lady."

"I...forget it."

Shen Lian felt that the ghost father had a dull personality, but he was no different from Shen Hansheng.

"oh."

The ghost father said to himself with a hint of regret: "Otherwise, we can go to the market to buy some betrothal gifts. There will be merchants coming to the street in a few days."

"Is it June 15th?"

"kindness."

The ghost father pointed to the end of Yongcui Street, unable to see clearly due to the thick fog.