I can't be a demon.

Chapter 133 Shen Lian, Try the Blood Food

In addition to the secret book in the storage bag, what caught the eye was actually a head.

To be precise, it was a ghost head that looked 70% similar to Shen Lian, but traces of refining could be clearly seen.

"Weapon ghost?"

Shen Lian looked stunned.

With the means of the White Bone Cave, it is not difficult to bypass Ma Wanhu and smuggle goods into the storage bag, but why is it a ghost's head?

Shen Lian took out the ghost head, but had not yet used his wisdom eye, it was just a moment of contact.

Through his ghost head, his spiritual sense actually sensed a corpse ghost two hundred miles away, as if his own soul had left his body and was controlling the latter's every move.

Guitou is similar to Niangniang Cangxian, and is a half-ghost and half-tool [tool ghost].

【Introduction】

[Originally, it was a skull in a mass grave outside Cangshan Town. It was later refined into a tool ghost by the White Bone Cave. It can use the divine consciousness to refine the drama lead and drive specific ghost puppets.]

"What do you mean? Let me experience what a demon is?"

.........

At the same time, outside Cangshan Town.

A large number of yamen runners rushed over, and more than a dozen Jinwu Guards looked solemn.

Right at the city gate, a stage suddenly appeared. To be more precise, it was a stage built of bones.

On the stage, there is a corpse ghost that has been practicing for a thousand years.

The corpse ghosts were dressed up as Taoist priests, holding swords, and performing a drama in extremely stiff postures. The scene looked extremely strange.

"I just finished the Peach Banquet. The Queen Mother of Longevity and all the stars held jade cups and offered me wine, one cup after another..."

Hundreds of people gathered around the stage.

Their faces were dull and they were filled with a faint resentment. It was obvious that they had been possessed by the devil for a long time and they kept repeating the same cheers.

All the yamen runners were on full alert, cooperating with the Jinwu Guards to set up the magic circle.

Clearly there was only a corpse ghost with a thousand years of Taoism practice, but it attracted three captains of the Jinwu Guard, including Zhang Yuanzhen, who had reached the perfection of the Taoism infant.

What the Jinwu Guards feared was not the corpse ghosts, but the woman [Hong Xiao] sitting in front of the crowd.

"Hehe, seeing such a wonderful play [Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea], why don't you applaud? Why don't you applaud?!!"

The people began to applaud vigorously, making the scene even more lively than in the theaters in the city.

Hong Xiao nodded with satisfaction, not taking the Jinwu Guards seriously at all, and stared at the corpse ghosts who were singing poorly on the stage.

"What on earth is the White Bone Cave trying to do?"

Zhang Yuanzhen frowned tightly, not understanding why Hong Xiao behaved so strangely.

He received a message from Ma Wanhu, saying that the latter's soul had left his body and was rushing to Cangshan Town. His main task now was to delay time and protect the safety of the people present.

"Set up a stage, don't tell me it's just for watching the show."

Zhang Yuanzhen felt deeply puzzled.

He had a hunch that Hong Xiao's appearance might be related to Shen Lian, but Shen Lian should still be in Yanliang Town, two hundred miles away.

"What is the meaning of the drama Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea?" Zhang Yuanzhen pondered inwardly.

Sudden.

"Here we go, the corpse Taoist is coming!!"

Hong Xiao covered her mouth and chuckled, and the singing on the stage came to an abrupt end.

Zhang Yuanzhen raised his eyebrows and noticed that the corpse ghost's breath suddenly became strange. His eyes were no longer dull, revealing a bit of complexity.

It seems that a spirit is possessed by the corpse.

"Could it be the immortal from the White Bone Cave? No, the corpse Taoist is referring to Shen Lian..."

Zhang Yuanzhen felt horrified and immediately signaled the Jinwu Guards to move closer to the corpse ghost, while at the same time activating a magic circle to block off a kilometer range.

Shen Lian's real body was holding the ghost head, but his consciousness was witnessing everything outside Cangshan Town through the corpse ghost.

He couldn't control the corpse ghost, but he could sense the demon's desire for blood. The blood and energy of the mortals around it flowed into the corpse ghost's body little by little.

The corpse ghost did not benefit Shen Lian at all, but instead nourished his body and soul with qi and blood.

It was as if he had taken a powerful medicine, and his cultivation level in the third level of Yuandan gradually improved.

Hong Xiao couldn't wait to come to the stage and said as if to ask for credit: "Master Corpse, sister must ask you to participate in the Eight Immortals Opera."

"oops."

"I've thought about this for a long time. I'd like to let you see the benefits of the Eight Immortals Opera. As a mortal who has never eaten blood, how can you know the beauty of the world?"

Hong Xiao breathed heavily and bit her lower lip lightly with her teeth.

The people all rushed towards the stage desperately, and even the magic circle could not stop them. Some people were covered in blood due to being trampled.

Roar!
The corpse's mouth opened wide, and his chest heaved violently.

"Corpse Taoist, they are all blood food. Use the drama to taste the taste of blood food."

"Being a human is not as interesting as being a demon. If you participate in the Eight Immortals Show, you can become an immortal with us. Isn't that wonderful!!"

Shen Lian cursed inwardly.

"Godly gold!"

"Why do you think I want to be a demon? Isn't it good to be a warrior?"

"The people in the White Bone Cave are all crazy women!"

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel surprised. He didn't expect that the blood and qi of mortals were so pure. Could it be that everyone can become Tang Monk's flesh? It's not just a joke?

Click click click.

Shen Lian pinched the ghost's head hard, and cracks appeared all over it.

Hong Xiao saw that Shen Lian did not withdraw his spiritual consciousness that was attached to the play's lead, and thought that the latter was moved, and the charm on his face was about to burst out.

She whispered softly, "Look."

"Among those blood food, there are elderly people in their seventies and eighties, children who have just turned ten, and men and women who have just gotten married, hehe..."

Hong Xiao's face was full of intoxication. "When we, the alchemists of the White Bone Cave, share our food with them, we can also feel the joy, anger, sorrow and happiness of the blood food."

"Eat them quickly, and then worship in the Bone Cave!"

"It's useless even if you cancel your divine consciousness, Taoist Corpse. Hehe, your divine consciousness has already remained in the corpse ghost's Niwan Palace. That Wan Hu will recognize it at a glance. You can't argue with it."

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes, and he could no longer suppress his murderous intent.

Although he didn't think Ma Wanhu would have any grudges, after all, the White Bone Cave was clearly trying to drag him down, but Hong Xiao's methods were really disgusting. "Even after a thousand years, the White Bone Demon is still as despicable as ever."

You're crazy. How can I, a warrior, be a monster? Besides, I have food supplements, so why go far away? I might as well eat the monster directly.

Shen Lian scanned the storage bag, looking for a way to break the impasse, and then noticed the thirteen secret books given by Ma Wanhu.

Among them, five volumes are about ordinary inner alchemy, one volume is about horizontal training, and seven volumes are about weapon control methods.

He opened the secret book of weapon control and could see that the methods came from different traditions, but the contents recorded were all about refining and tempering magic weapons.

In fact, they all lead to the same destination.

After the magic weapon is branded with the help of the weapon control method, others will be unable to use it.

"Try it."

Shen Lian casually took out a secret book and summoned the profession panel.

[Do you want to spend 5 points to master the Purple Palace Dan Fire Quenching Technique?]

"5 points?"

Shen Lian hesitated for a few moments, but noticed that Cangshan Town had fallen into chaos. Hong Xiao stepped outside and watched the Jinwu Guards encircle and suppress the corpse ghosts.

There have been no mortal casualties yet, but the corpses are already showing signs of losing control.

Hong Xiao looked like he was watching a show, repeating over and over the benefits of joining the White Bone Cave, and occasionally laughing at the embarrassment of the Jinwu Guards.

"Sure!"

A large amount of memories about magical weapons flooded into Shen Lian's mind.

The Zifu Danhuo Quenching Method is to use the spiritual consciousness to draw imprints inside and outside the magic weapon. After it is practiced, the magic weapon can be stored in the Niwan Palace.

"what?"

[Purple Mansion Dan Fire Quenching Method (Perfect)]

Perhaps it is because the method of controlling weapons is not a profound method. Once it is mastered, there is no room for further study.

Shen Lian immediately used his spiritual sense to wrap the play's introduction, outlining the not-too-complicated patterns.

"it works!"

Shen Lian is no longer unable to control the corpse ghost. His spiritual consciousness can interfere slightly through the drama, but the method of controlling the weapon is too superficial and the impact is limited.

Zhang Yuanzhen also noticed that the corpse ghost's resentment had subsided.

He seized the fleeting moment of excitement and evacuated a dozen seriously injured people from the stage.

"kindness……"

Hong Xiao's smile gradually disappeared, and she stared at the corpse ghost in doubt.

Shen Lian continued to add points.

[Do you want to spend 5 points to master the Xiaoyin Taishen Tempering Technique?]

"determine."

[Do you want to consume 3 points to combine the Purple Palace Danhuo Quenching Method and the Small Yin Taishen Quenching Method?]

"determine."

Shen Lian became more and more proficient in refining magic tools with his spiritual sense. After being combined, the two crude methods of controlling tools became no weaker than the authentic cave secret techniques.

When he had mastered the third method of controlling the weapon, he completely turned the tables.

【Unknown weapon control method (mind and spirit are one)】

The play's lead suddenly made a sound of being overwhelmed, and his spiritual power was used to the extreme to activate the ghost weapon, causing the play's lead to show signs of collapse.

Roar! ! !
The corpse ghost was filled with resentment and roared towards the sky.

Hong Xiao stroked her long hair and said, "Right, eat them all..."

Before he could finish his words, a tide surged as the corpse ghost raised his hand. The true meaning of martial arts made the resentment form a Kun whale, which smashed heavily towards Hong Xiao.

Hong Xiao was naturally very familiar with this, as her clone had died at the hands of the true meaning of martial arts.

"伱......"

boom.

Hong Xiaocuo was caught off guard and flew backwards. The corpse ghost stopped chasing the Jinwu Guards and continued to punch and strike under the incredulous gaze of everyone.

"Damn it!!!"

Hong Xiao's facial features were sunken and her expression was distorted and terrifying.

This body was not a defective product that had been discarded at any time before, but a main body that had been used for a hundred years, taken from a Jinwu Guard who was at the seventh level of the Dao Infant Realm.

"Unfortunately, the true meaning of martial arts is only in form."

Shen Lian controlled the corpse ghosts to exchange injuries, and the rest of the people took the opportunity to escape.

"Ahhh!"

The ribs on Hong Xiao's chest extended through the corpse ghost, but they also left holes all over the body, and the smooth jade-like skeleton could be seen.

"Corpse Taoist, you really deserve to die."

"I've tolerated you for a long time, gossip."

The corpse's flesh and blood boiled, and then it exploded with a muffled sound, leaving only a skeleton of Hong Xiao standing on the stage.

Hong Xiao's breathing was disordered.

His soul had already been injured during the fight with Shen Lian in Yanliang Town, and now his injuries were aggravated. For a moment, his three souls and seven spirits became weak.

In the distance, Ma Wanhu's soul came running hundreds of miles towards them.

Hong Xiao knew that if she didn't escape, she might really fall into the hands of a group of mortals.

"Master Corpse, why are you unwilling to listen to what I say?"

She felt a little afraid in her heart. She had seen the weakness of Shen Lian's magic weapon, so she used the drama to test the latter.

The results of it?
It seemed that within a quarter of an hour, Shen Lian had pushed his weapon-controlling skills to a level far beyond his own capabilities.

"As expected of you, my sister, you are the corpse Taoist who can be used as the reincarnation of Lu Dongbin."

"I can't waste any more time. I have to cooperate with my sisters to reincarnate the other seven fairies first, otherwise my sister will blame me."

"Hehe, fortunately the corpse Taoist will not leave Yanliang Town."

The bones and skulls turned to ashes.

Even though Zhang Yuanzhen used all his secret techniques, he was unable to stop Hong Xiao and could only watch him escape.

(End of this chapter)