I can't be a demon.

Chapter 244 He is
If Shen Lian's guess was correct, the true scriptures that the mummy Buddha was about to send to Lion Camel Ridge were the Middle Way Buddhism that all forces were preparing to fight for.

He couldn't help but swallow his saliva. It seemed that the Mahayana Buddhism was within his reach, but it also showed that this place was extremely dangerous.

"Isn't it possible that... the true scripture is not unique?"

Shen Lian frowned slightly.

The Tang emperors changed every forty years, so wouldn't the Mahayana Buddhism appear every now and then?
Shen Lian suddenly realized that he had no idea what the true scriptures were. He only knew that they were the product of the disaster in the 27th year of Zhenguan.

Perhaps by figuring out the truth about the scriptures, we can learn the secret of the fall of Lingshan.

Shen Lian looked around.

The demons continued to pour into the ruined temple. As they climbed up the mountains, their appearance gradually became more and more like that of Monk Fa Ming.

Shen Lian noticed that the demon's body and soul had become extremely unstable.

"Any ten-thousand-year-old demon or monster with forbidden magical powers is extremely terrifying, not to mention that the dried corpse Buddha is likely to be related to Tang Monk..."

The taboos of the mummy Buddha are a complete distortion of the demon.

It is somewhat similar to the birth of the ghost mother, but the mummy Buddha is obviously more chaotic and disordered, which abruptly reduces the demonic characteristics.

That’s right, the demons are actually transforming into humans.

The body, soul and aura of all the monks Fa Ming seemed to be highly consistent, as if an old monk who had been forbidden to live for thousands of years had been resurrected out of thin air.

As the demons climbed the mountains, they came into contact with increasingly severe taboos. They began to speak human language and even recite scriptures.

Shen Lian could be sure that the mummy Buddha did not instill any memories related to the scriptures, and that they were purely recalled after he transformed into the monk Fa Ming.

"What remodeling?"

"It's clearly a resurrection. Forcibly resurrecting a mortal who has been dead for a thousand years."

Shen Lian was horrified, and at the same time realized that in the process of the birth of the true scriptures, he might have caught a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of the truth that happened thousands of years ago.

"kindness?"

He belatedly looked into the ruined temple.

The mummy Buddha statue in the temple suddenly began to tremble, with some sand falling off its surface, and its appearance became more and more like that of the monk.

“Hiss, the [Golden Cicada] that the mummy Buddha mentioned, couldn’t it be me?”

"Use the taboo to transform the demon into the monk Fa Ming, and then transform yourself into Jin Chanzi?"

"Who the hell is he and what on earth does he want to do?!!"

Shen Lian was horrified and immediately realized that the mummified Buddha might be related to Jin Chanzi, but it was definitely not the demonization of Jin Chanzi's true body.

"Amitabha."

The statue sighed and its right eye slightly opened.

Shen Lian stared at the statue. The face of the mummy Buddha was still withered, but the facial features became more delicate, like a god.

"He is indeed transforming into Tang Monk, but why is he more successful than Monk Fa Ming?"

Logically speaking, Monk Fa Ming is just a mortal, and he still needs a large number of demons as consumables. However, as Tang Monk is the one who is destined to obtain Buddhist scriptures, it is easy for him to transform into a dried corpse of Buddha.

"The dried corpse of Buddha cannot be..."

Shen Lian thought for a few breaths, and then the wine gourd around his waist fell off.

"escape."

He sat on the wine gourd and headed out of the mountains.

The wind was howling, and the layers of mountains were moving backwards.

Not long after, Shen Lian saw the scene outside the mountains. It was an endless desert of yellow sand and invisible resentment rising to the sky.

The gravel is constantly flowing, giving the impression of a river.

"Get the fuck out of here."

"The Quicksand River, the dried Buddha turned out to be Monk Sha."

To be precise, the Quicksand River and hundreds of mountains are Sha Seng's [ghost domain]. This land composed of taboos is simply outrageous.

"No wonder the dried Buddha can transform into Tang Monk..."

In the original work, Sha Seng ate a total of nine people who went to the West to seek Buddhist scriptures. Journey to the West did not explicitly state it, but it is likely that they were Tang Seng's previous nine lives.

Not only did Sha Seng eat everything, he also hung the skull of the pilgrim around his neck.

"Yin Wenjiao swallowed a little toe, and after becoming a demon, she could make everyone become Tang Monk's flesh. It's not an exaggeration to say that Sha Monk is half a golden cicada."

Shen Lian swallowed his saliva and suddenly felt that Lion Camel Ridge was unpredictable.

He stopped at the edge of the Quicksand River and threw out a drop of water from the Milky Way from his fingertips. As soon as the water drop fell into the Quicksand River, it seemed to be affected by the incomparable gravity and fell directly into the yellow sand.

Shen Lian's energy and blood that depended on the water of Tianhe River also disappeared.

"It is unrealistic to forcibly escape from the ghost realm. Although the Quicksand River is just a taboo, it probably perfectly inherits the characteristics of the real Quicksand River."

[Eight hundred worlds of flowing sand, three thousand deep waters. Goose feathers cannot float, and reed catkins will sink to the bottom.]

It is impossible to fly over the Quicksand River, and it is difficult to cross it by ordinary means. Once contaminated by the Weak Water, even immortals and gods will lose all their magical powers if they are not careful.

Shen Lian's expression was solemn, but he was not too flustered.

After all, the mummy Buddha has only been practicing for a little over ten thousand years, his wisdom eye ability is not invincible, and Sha Seng doesn't seem to have any ill intentions.

"We can't force our way in, but we can't just sit and wait either."

"Just in case, I have to heal the injuries caused by the resentment of the underworld as soon as possible."

Shen Lian glanced at the groups of demons halfway up the mountain.

A large number of demons have suffered casualties, and their original consciousness seems to sense that Monk Fa Ming is taking over their bodies, and they look terrified.

"No, I'm not Monk Fa Ming, who am I?!!"

Some demons covered their heads in pain, their expressions becoming distorted.

"I'm……"

boom.

The demon's flesh and blood shattered, turning into a pool of minced meat. This scene was just the beginning, as more and more demons began to doubt, their bodies and souls rioted uncontrollably, and they exploded one after another.

There was blood and gore in the mountains.

With every step the demon took, it seemed to recall some memories, but its intelligence also became paranoid, and it muttered Buddhist scriptures.

In the blink of an eye, the mountains were dyed red with blood, and the unconcealable stench was overwhelming.

“It may be a bit wasteful, but only through the true scriptures can it be healed in a short period of time.”

Shen Lian took out the core of the [Hinayana Samantabhadra Fruit] and played with it in his palm, his soul sensing the four-character mantra faintly visible in it.

"Myna, take care of this dilapidated temple. Call me if you need anything."

"Ah~ I'm so annoyed~"

The starling hung in the air with a look of disdain on its face, staring at the nearby mountains.

Shen Lian did not put away the ghost gourd. He closed his eyes in mid-air and used his consciousness to check the new martial arts, all of which were acquired from Fuhou Street recently.

Most of the martial arts come from the soul of the bat monster, but they are only medium to low-level horizontal training.

There are three martial arts of good quality.

The first is the [Heart Sutra of Samantabhadra's Enlightenment] obtained through Li Sheng's soul.

The Heart Sutra of Samantabhadra's Enlightenment was originally a method for obtaining the relics of immortal bones. After being perfected by the fishing magic, it has been transformed into a special method of pile cultivation.

Just like the magical method of Guanyin to summon gods, the Heart Sutra of Samantabhadra's Buddhahood is the same. After it is cultivated, it can allow the Tao infant to temporarily transform into Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.

By imitating Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, you can gain understanding of the relevant Buddhist teachings.

It doesn't mean much to Shen Lian, as Buddhism has already been destroyed. Fortunately, the Heart Sutra of Samantabhadra's Enlightenment can promote the continued transformation of the Changsheng Pillar.

Another horizontal training technique comes from the Blood Bodhisattva, named [Blood Demon Possession Magic Skill].

The Blood Demon's possession magic skill mainly refines the blood. Even if the blood leaves the body, it can remain active for a long time and even attach to the body of another person.

Shen Lian took a rough look at them and started to practice both martial arts.

It was impossible for him to expend too much energy. He just relied on his soul to multitask and carry out the practice without affecting his own body.

As for the third martial art, it is closely related to the true scriptures.

[Seeking the true scriptures and the magic method of refining weapons]

[Created by Shen Lian's Guan Xiang Zhen Jing, it can use the Hinayana Buddhism to refine objects and transform them into treasures for Buddhist consecration. ]

Shen Lian was not sure which Taoist friend had given him the true scriptures and the secret methods of refining weapons. After much thought, it should be the Taoist alchemist in Moyun Cave.

Normally, the fishing magic can only devour the souls of demons. The Taoist priest happened to have his soul transformed into a demon, which was an unexpected surprise.

"Seeking the true scriptures and the wonderful methods of refining weapons is really a bit superficial. I originally wanted to obtain a more advanced method and then refine the Unborn Dharma Patience."

"Forget it. Anutpattāramitā Sūtra is not Madhyamaka Buddhism. Let's just waste it."

There are many ways to refine the true scriptures, not only refining equipment, refining elixirs, and refining methods, but they can even be integrated into the body and soul of the cultivator.

[Do you want to spend 2 points to master the method of seeking the true scriptures and refining equipment?]

"determine."

Shen Lian looked at the accumulated 208 points, his heart calm.

36 points were invested in the career panel. In a moment, the method of seeking the true scriptures and refining equipment was completed. It seemed as if my mind had experienced decades of refining equipment.

[Whether to consume 4 points to synthesize the Purple Mansion Equipment Tempering Method and the True Sutra Equipment Refining Method]

It is definitely not enough to just master the method of seeking the true scriptures and refining weapons. Only by integrating the Purple Mansion Weapon Tempering Method can the method become more suitable for oneself.

Shen Lian pinched the fruit core in his palm.

Click.

The core breaks.

The distorted four words of "Wu Sheng Fa Ren" broke free from it.

When the true scriptures came to the outside world, they began to multiply rapidly like bacteria, and in an instant they had differentiated into dense clusters.

"receive!"

Shen Lian hurriedly exerted his strength, and blood began to seep out of his palm.

All the scriptures suddenly paused, and then swarmed towards the blood drop, as if the blood contained unspeakable deliciousness.

"According to the description of the method of seeking the true scriptures and refining weapons, the Hinayana Buddhism loves blood, and the Mahayana Buddhism loves souls, both of which are very evil."

The Dharma of No Birth sank into the blood drops, absorbing nutrients impatiently.

As long as Shen Lian ensures that the blood drops have sufficient nutrients, Wusheng Faren will not riot.

"As for refining equipment, the ghost gourd is definitely not suitable. The way to upgrade it to a treasure has already been clearly defined. There is no need to consecrate it as a Buddhist magic weapon."

"The Corpse Demon Scabbard is fine, maybe it can be upgraded to a magic weapon."

"Neither."

Although the Corpse Demon Scabbard is only a superior magic weapon, it is always nourishing the bone blade. Shen Lian really doesn't want the fundamental object to be involved in the true scriptures.

"Let's go with the dragon and fish robe. After all, the real dragon is the most auspicious symbol in Buddhism."

Buddha’s mounts are varied and bizarre, and real dragons definitely occupy a large position. The true scriptures should be more suitable for the dragon and fish robe.

Shen Lian's mind moved, and an eighth-grade lotus platform appeared between his eyebrows.

Then, he dripped blood onto the dragon fish robe, gradually carving out the Anuttara Samyaksambodhisattva, and suddenly a faint Buddha light spread out.

Thump thump thump.

If it weren't for the fact that he was using the true scriptures to refine the weapon, the scene would look more like the methods of the demon sect.

"Gah..."

The starling couldn't help but cry, and slowly landed on the top of the eaves, staring at the statue in the temple. The mummy Buddha had completely taken shape.

If it weren't for the characteristics of a corpse, one would have thought it was the reincarnation of a living Buddha.

(End of this chapter)