I can't be a demon.

Chapter 176 It’s better to trust me than to trust Guanyin

Huaguo Mountain, an ancient temple on a barren mountain.

The moonlight was dim, and one could tell that the temple had not been maintained for a long time. The walls and eaves were damaged, and the statues inside were covered with a layer of dust.

The mountain wind howled, as if a ghost was screaming.

There were hurried footsteps.

Two figures, one big and one small, hurried into the temple, as if they were avoiding some danger, their chests heaving.

"Goddess Guanyin, please bless us! I hope that we can escape the pursuit of the demons!!"

The bonfire was lit, dispelling the darkness spreading from the outside world.

The faces of the two men were illuminated. They were skinny and hunched, their skin was covered with hair, and their facial features were pointed and monkey-like. They looked like two monkeys wearing ordinary clothes and walking upright.

The most eye-catching thing is that there are [plant vines] growing on the backs of the old man and the young man.

The older the plant, the narrower and longer its vines become.

The statue they were kneeling on was already dilapidated, and one could vaguely make out it was the Bodhisattva Guanyin.

But because of the moss covering the statue, the statue looks extremely hideous and glaring, as if it is a demon about to come alive.

Hu Hu Hu.

The mountain wind is getting stronger and stronger.

The old monkey trembled all over and stared at the shadows of the trees outside the window with horror.

“Please, God bless us!”

"grandfather."

The little monkey pointed at the statue and said puzzledly: "Grandpa, there are so many cracks in the statue. Is the Bodhisattva going to show his power?"

The old monkey looked over quickly.

Click click click.

The old shell on the surface of Guanyin Bodhisattva fell off, revealing a brand new statue.

The statue is extremely ferocious, with scales on its surface. It is wearing a gorgeous robe and sitting cross-legged on a lifelike fourth-grade lotus platform.

Then, rustling noises were heard outside the window.

In an instant, the statue's entire body was covered with scales without warning, and its head looked somewhat like a dragon's, with six tightly closed eyes.

The momentum is intimidating without anger!
"He, he, he is..."

The old monkey glanced at the window and the strange tree shadow had disappeared.

.........

Trident, a few days passed.

The stage has been set up and music is played all the time.

Master Zi sat motionless on the stage, a thin layer of flesh and blood growing on him, and his appearance was becoming more and more like a monkey monster.

As the troupe selected their actors, the resentment around them became increasingly intense.

During this period, no disaster happened in Trident Bone, and everything seemed peaceful. Gradually, seventy or eighty white bone alchemists arrived.

By assisting in refining weapon ghosts, they can gain close insight into the secret art of corpse refining.

To be precise, the outer disciples of the White Bone Cave are not yet alchemists. After mastering the secret technique of corpse refining, the next step is to reshape the body bit by bit.

Until she transformed into a beautiful woman and became a true disciple.

Of course, there are also many outer disciples who do not choose to reshape their bodies, and come to Trident Bone just to learn the secret technique of corpse refining.

After all, once one becomes a true disciple, it is said that even one's character will undergo a drastic change.

"Something's wrong, something really isn't right."

The old man felt creepy as he looked at the trident that looked nothing like anything else.

He asked Zhengwen through telepathy: "Zhengwen, have you found any clues about the fake Bodhisattva? Or is it that the weapon ghost has never mixed into the trident bone?"

"I... don't know."

The main text looked into the distance and saw seven or eight more white bone alchemists coming.

They all lowered their heads as they walked, with unspeakable fear in their eyes. When they saw the trident approaching, they quickly quickened their pace.

As the Bone Taoist came to the trident, the fear on his face disappeared.

The invisible taboos affected the body and soul, and the worries in my heart about fake Bodhisattvas disappeared.

“Master, no matter how hard we search, there is no trace of the fake Bodhisattva. But according to common sense, there is indeed a fake Bodhisattva hiding in the body of a cultivator.”

The old man took a breath of cold air.

The abilities of fake Bodhisattvas are so mysterious and strange that the spiritual consciousness cannot distinguish them at all.

The bone alchemist who was possessed by the fake Bodhisattva would not be aware of it, so the trident bone remained calm.

"Master, how many fake Bodhisattvas are there in the White Bone Cave?"

"Not sure." Old Man Bone said helplessly, "Among every group of fellow practitioners, there must be at least one fake Bodhisattva hiding in the dark."

"Why...why are they here?"

"Can't say."

Old Man Gu was able to confirm that the fake Bodhisattva was definitely for Shen Lian, as it seemed that the latter had something that the fake Bodhisattva desired very much.

Perhaps it was the fourth-grade lotus platform that one caught a glimpse of in the main text?
It's creepy just thinking about it.

If a fake Bodhisattva created artificially swallows the reincarnated Buddha, would a demon with seven or eight thousand years of Taoism be born?

The two did not dare to talk about Shen Lian, as it seemed that any words involving the latter would attract the attention of the pawnshop owner, Tunt.

"Zhengwen, tell the junior brothers and sisters to be more careful and try not to contact others. I suspect..."

"A true disciple is coming to Trident Bone soon."

The main text nodded heavily.

The old man looked around, perhaps the true disciple was already in the trident.

However, the true disciple's ability to change cognition was not noticeable to others, which was terrifying. The old man with bones blended into the crowd.

After a long time, a woman stepped into the trident silently.

"Why on earth is Madam so anxious to descend upon Huaguo Mountain?"

"Logically speaking, hundreds of years of infiltration doesn't need to be so radical. We can occupy Huaguo Mountain with just slow and steady efforts."

Just a few days ago, Madam Bai Gu, who had been sleeping for a long time, suddenly regained consciousness, and all the true disciples in the Bai Gu Cave received telepathic contact.

The woman smiled.

"That's fine. [Qinghe] just needs to cooperate with Madam and he can achieve immortality."

She glanced at the trident bone and said, "My sisters have gone to Huaguo Mountain, leaving the mess of the trident bone to me, my younger sister."

"One, two, three, four, five... there are eight fake Bodhisattvas that need to be dealt with, huh?"

Qinghe looked surprised and his eyes fell on the pawn shop.

"I haven't been to Trident Bone for several years, and now there are three powerful demons. Two of them are from Gao Village, and one is from the Kingdom of Women."

"Did the lady take it?"

Qinghe noticed that Ghost Dad also helped Master Zi refine the weapon ghost. At the same time, the taboos of the White Bone Cave did not exclude the three ghosts, which meant that the three ghosts were at least recognized by Madam White Bone.

Her eyes swept across the backyard of the pawnshop, lingering only on Shen Lian for a few moments.

The ghost father’s taboos shroud the courtyard.

Whenever Shen Lian was in seclusion for cultivation, Ghost Dad would instinctively use his power of words to protect him, so that others would not be able to detect any abnormality.

In addition to the magical method of Guanyin to summon the gods, Shen Lian's energy and blood were restrained, and a faint sense of resentment spread around.

In Qinghe's view, Shen Lian was just an ordinary ghost possessed by a fake Bodhisattva.

"Let's make some arrangements first. Well, we can use outer disciples to lure the fake Bodhisattva so as not to affect the casting of the troupe."

"But then again, why did the fake Bodhisattva gather the trident bones?"

Qinghe swept his spiritual sense around, thinking of the casting for the opera troupe that was about to end, and began to adjust the terrain around the trident, and the magic circle slowly took shape.

Little did she know that all her actions were under Shen Lian's watch.

"Those who are on good terms will have the true disciples to help deal with the fake Bodhisattvas. It just so happens that I will be in charge of the finishing work of snatching the heads."

Shen Lian chuckled.

He looked at his dantian with his spiritual sense and saw a ball of resentment that was about to take shape.

There is a ghost face looming in the resentment, which at first glance looks somewhat like Guanyin Bodhisattva. It can be seen that the resentment has reached the level of a lonely ghost.

The wandering ghosts eroded the middle dantian, trying desperately to break free.

Shen Lian wrapped his dantian with great strength, fearing that he would accidentally kill a wandering ghost.

Over the past three days, he had completely devoured the resentment from the throne left by the fake Bodhisattva, and was barely able to stir up the resentment of some living beings.

【Avalokitesvara’s Magical Method to Invite the Gods (Level 1)】

The practice of Guanyin's magic method of summoning gods is not actually smooth. After all, it is very different from ordinary methods and is a unique method that requires raising ghosts.

"Fortunately, the Immortal Mysterious Art has been integrated into the Vajra Body of Sitting Meditation, which provides a certain resistance to the erosion of resentment. Otherwise, after the Guanyin Magical Summoning God Technique is completed, the middle dantian will be almost destroyed."

"I think I am the only one who can master the magic method of Guanyin to summon the gods."

Shen Lian shook his head and continued to drain out the resentment in the throne under his feet. He could feel that the lonely ghost's power was gradually increasing after absorbing the resentment.

After the wandering ghost is stabilized, it begins to feed on its own flesh and blood.

Just a drop of diluted blood.

The power of the lonely ghost increased dramatically, but he also wailed continuously due to the burning blood, and almost died.

Resentment surged in the middle dantian, and a blurry statue of Guanyin appeared inside.

Proves that [Guanyin Ghost] has entered the ten-year Taoist practice.

【Avalokitesvara’s Magical Method of Inviting Gods (Second Floor)】

Shen Lian did not benefit from the improvement of his stance. Instead, he had to expend more energy to wrap his middle dantian.

"eccentric."

He scanned the career panel.

[Fishing for plant monsters, Lotus-transforming blood experience +0.01%]

"Since I mastered the magic of Guanyin's summoning of gods, the frequency with which the Lotus-transformed Blood Races gain experience has greatly increased, although one in ten thousand is better than nothing."

Currently, the experience progress of the Lotus Blood Race has reached 72.34%, and with the takeaway proactively delivered from the trident bone, it is a foregone conclusion that it will overflow.

Shen Lian frowned slightly, and his consciousness lingered on the three words "grass monster" for a few breaths.

"It's definitely not the monster near Yanliang Town. Could it be that something bad has happened in Nujiang River again? That doesn't make sense. Usually, there are more monsters in Nujiang River, such as fish, shrimp, birds and animals."

Shen Lian suppressed his distracting thoughts, took a sip of the medicinal wine, and drops of blood fell into his dantian.

When the Guanyin ghost was able to bear his own qi and blood, the progress of the stance method immediately entered the fast lane, which can only be described as rapid progress.

Tang Monk's meat is just like this.

As the ghost Guanyin has been around for a hundred years, her appearance is no longer different from the statue.

Shen Lian discovered that the effect of feeding ghosts with blood began to decline sharply, so he switched to feeding them with blood and flesh. After all, his immortal profound skill, which had undergone three transformations, would not affect his own foundation even if his limbs were broken and regenerated.

The ghost Guanyin has reached 500 years of cultivation, and Guanyin's magic method of summoning gods has promoted him to the fourth level.

Shen Lian's energy and blood turned from surplus to deficit, but the problem was that he couldn't stop raising ghosts. After all, sealing the Guanyin ghost would consume a lot of energy every breath.

"What kind of methods can the spirits of other fake Bodhisattvas create? They won't be evil methods like the magical method of Guanyin summoning gods, right?"

Shen Lian gritted his teeth and continued to practice.

With the Guanyin ghost possessed, the fake Bodhisattva with three prongs also became restless.

Perhaps the fake Bodhisattva also thought that the Guanyin ghost was a threat. The Guanyin ghost's behavior seemed to be snatching the flesh and blood lotus platform, and there was a tendency of rioting.

(End of this chapter)