I can't be a demon.

Chapter 297: Di Ting tastes good

The Nuo fairy from the Plague Department sank into the clouds and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The branches of the peach tree swayed in the wind, and the fruits that contained the treasures of heaven and earth gradually shrank, indicating that the goods had been unsold.

Le Que said eagerly: "Elder Feng Jing, now that the Peach Festival is over, you, the Plague Department, can withdraw from this place."

Elder Feng Jing had an unsightly expression on his face, and had secretly sent a message to his colleagues in the Plague Department, but the answer he got was always that they should not offend the Little Leiyin Temple.

He waved his hand and led the rest of the monks to transform into a beam of light and escape.

After a while.

Shen Lian's breathing stabilized and the strange phenomenon stopped abruptly.

Although he seemed to be not seriously injured on the surface, his flesh, blood and bones were actually covered with cracks, and even his three hearts were riddled with holes. His lower and middle dantian was like a bag with a hole in it.

If such an injury occurred at the seventh stage of Dao Infant, it would have been enough to shake the foundation.

"call."

Then the lotus platform carried the martial arts golden body back to the middle dantian.

The martial arts golden body emitted light, and the injuries slowly healed, but the night sweat fairy seeds still remained in the branches and joints of the meridians in the body.

As an incomplete version of the true scripture, the immortal seed at least inherited the spirit of a centipede that remains alive even after death.

The night sweat fairy seeds gradually regained their vitality, and as they absorbed nutrients, it would not take long for them to multiply rapidly. Therefore, after the disciples of the Plague Department entered the sect, they would be arranged to go into seclusion as soon as possible.

Shen Lian wanted to start with the addiction fairy seed, but did not choose to eliminate the night sweats fairy seed.

The lotus platform glowed, guiding the Night Sweating Immortal Seed to be temporarily sealed in the wine gourd.

Of course, the greatest benefit of Nuoxian’s preaching is definitely longevity. In a short period of time, his lifespan has reached 9,500 years.

If it weren't for the fact that the efficiency of life growth is obviously decreasing as the lifespan approaches ten thousand years, Nuoxian's selfless gift could have lasted another thousand or two thousand years.

Shen Lian opened his eyes, and what he saw was the kind-looking person named Liang Que.

"Amitabha, benefactor, you have a connection with Leiyin Temple."

Shen Lian smiled with his lips but not his eyes. The Di Ting from the Little Leiyin Temple was born, and he actually let the disciples of the Plague Department be the vessel for his reincarnation.

He had expected this to happen, but his expression didn't change at all.

Yu Guang exchanged a glance with the starling in the dark. At the same time, the tree roots had been prepared for a long time, so it didn't matter whether they advanced or retreated.

Li Mingyuan said quickly: "Master, let's start. After a while, I'm afraid the immortal seed in Biyun's body will get out of control."

"Alright."

"Donor, please don't blame me for my tricks. Leiyin Temple is the orthodox Buddhist sect. You will soon understand the mysteries of the vast Buddhist teachings."

As soon as he finished speaking, his heart began beating like a drum.

"The sea of ​​suffering is endless, and only the body can be used as a boat to cross it."

"Flesh and blood are the foundation of Buddhism!"

Shen Lian cursed inwardly.

Why do I feel that the disciples of Huangmei Patriarch really regard Xiao Leiyin Temple as the Lingshan Mountain in the West, and the meaning of Buddhist scriptures has been completely misinterpreted.

As one of his ribs fell off, he showed a look of pain.

puff.

The lungs were out of control of the blood vessels and meridians, the bloody piece of flesh let out a dog's bark, and within a few breaths, the embryonic form of a demon dog had taken shape.

White bones gushed out from the ground and piled up into a mountain in the blink of an eye.

The demon dog grew slowly, but an indescribable demonic energy surged out of it, forming a shadow of more than ten meters long behind it.

The phantom was none other than Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. He glanced around from across the two realms and then nodded, obviously approving the reincarnation of Di Ting that he had found.

Li Mingyuan was shaking with excitement, and he knelt on the ground and murmured, "The Bodhisattva has manifested his true form of great magical powers, and mortals like us are lucky enough to witness it."

He kowtowed repeatedly, with blood staining the ends of his hair red, but it did not attract the shadow's attention.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva withdrew his remnant thoughts of descending on the Ghost Market, and the Buddha's light increased greatly.

Compared with Di Ting's strange and inexplicable appearance, the bright Buddha's light seemed out of place, making the wound on Le Que's chest even more vivid.

Immediately afterwards, countless complicated scriptures floated out.

Li Mingyuan's face was full of regret, and he had the thought of committing suicide to follow Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Before he knew it, he was already in tears.

"Bodhisattva, today I finally understand the mystery of Buddhism. Please enlighten me!!"

The phantom ignored Li Mingyuan, stretched out his hand and touched Di Ting's brow, and a series of scriptures merged into his body and soul. It could be felt that Di Ting's demonic aura and spiritual power were also increasing rapidly.

"Hehehe."

Le Que let out a weak laugh. As the demon dog left his body, his vitality also dimmed, but his expression did not change at all.

Obviously, he already knew in advance that he was just a vessel to accommodate Di Ting.

pat pat pat.

The demon dog has no skin and looks like both a human and a dog when it crawls, like a monster made up of organs.

Le Que stumbled to his feet, his eyes filled with creepy kindness, and he recited scriptures as a so-called "listening and practicing".

"Venerable Diting, I will return to Leiyin Temple to rebuild my life immediately. I will come to the Plague Department to pick you up on October 15th in the mortal world."

The demon dog showed no reaction. Its cultivation level has reached about four thousand years.

Li Mingyuan was still kowtowed tirelessly, his skull full of cracks, his consciousness completely immersed in the evil aura emitted by the demon dog.

Le Que watched the demon dog crawl to Shen Lian's feet, then came to his senses belatedly.

Shen Lian had a blank expression on his face. He had neither Li Mingyuan's hysterical fanaticism nor the fear of facing the unknown. He lowered his head and looked down at the demon dog with a calm look in his eyes.

"That's it?"

He could no longer maintain his sanctimonious appearance. Shen Lian's calmness was not like that of an ordinary person meeting an immortal Buddha. An inexplicable uneasiness surged in his heart. The demon dog opened its mouth, and saliva dripped from its sharp teeth.

"Not... a good reincarnation, able to exert 90% of my strength, to settle... you deserve a reward, I will help you... step into the realm of the immortal on earth."

"Thank you, Venerable Di Ting. Now Li Mingyuan will assist you in completing your reincarnation."

The demon dog licked the leaking blood and then turned into a thick blood mist, surrounding Shen Lian's body, looking at the latter with satisfaction.

Shen Lian smiled without saying anything, and took the initiative to reveal some of his energy.

Roar!
The demon dog could no longer hold back and abandoned its temporary body formed by its organs. Its soul drilled into the center of Shen Lian's eyebrows and went straight to the Niwan Palace.

Le Que heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this. After all, Shen Lian was indeed not on guard.

It must not be long before the Di Ting holy beast can completely occupy the reincarnated body. If it can recover to its peak strength, it can definitely take the lead in planning Lu Zu Temple before Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"Amitabha."

His pupils became cloudy and he sat cross-legged in the posture of an old monk passing away.

The moment his consciousness faded, his eyes suddenly widened, he pointed at Shen Lian in disbelief, and opened his mouth but no sound came out.

Shen Lian chewed unconsciously, and a hysterical wail came from his throat.

Is this an illusion? Why does it sound like the sacred beast is howling?
Then he died.

Shen Lian felt a little regretful. The methods of Xiao Leiyin Temple were too strange. He was unable to detect the location of Que's soul from beginning to end.

If you can swallow them together, maybe you can get a glimpse of the Taoist lineage of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

The starling landed on Shen Lian's shoulder and shouted mockingly: "A Lian, I order you to kill yourself~~"

"I can't help it. It's my fate to be with Little Leiyin Temple."

Shen Lian had a strange look on his face. Who would have thought that after all the twists and turns of Little Leiyin Temple, it would actually bring the pirated Di Ting to his lips.

He glanced at his dantian and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The golden statue of martial arts sat on a lotus platform, playing with the half-dead soul of the demon dog in his hands. The latter showed such fear as if he had seen a ghost.

The eighth-grade lotus platform was so mysterious that it gave the demon dog no chance to escape.

Even if the demon dog was a fake Di Ting, it knew what the lotus platform meant. It was the iconic magic weapon of the Tathagata of Lingshan in the West.

Could it be that the reincarnation body that was randomly found was actually the incarnation of Tathagata?
Good job, let’s get it over with!
I'm afraid you want me to die!!!
Shen Lian focused on suppressing the demon dog, fearing that it might be resurrected in the Little Leiyin Temple after its soul was scattered. Now he had time to figure out the truth.

"what."

Shen Lian's soul discovered that the little man possessed by his split soul was still alive and was in seclusion a hundred miles away under the protection of Elder Feng Jing. He couldn't help but move his mind and the roots of the teleportation tree spread quietly.

"Your Excellency, it is me."

Li Mingyuan regained consciousness and noticed Shen Lian with his back to him not far away.

"Your Excellency, why don't you go to the Taoist temple under the Plague Department to rest, or do you want to go to the shallow ghost market to feast on the mortals who strayed into it?"

"You have done a great deed for successfully reincarnating this time, Li Mingyuan. Don't resist. The Venerable has an opportunity to grant you so that you can go one step further."

Li Mingyuan didn't dare to look up at Shen Lian, and then he felt the aroma of wine blowing on his face, and the medicinal power nourishing his body and soul, "Thank you, Your Excellency!!"

Serious illnesses and alcohol are mixed in with it, and new germs grow in the body.

When Li Mingyuan discovered it belatedly, his whole body had already shown signs of ulceration.

"Venerable, please do not test me. Master Leqie asked me to swear an oath that I will never do anything that will harm the Little Leiyin Temple."

Click click click.

The sound of bones colliding continued, and Shen Lian's speed increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Your Excellency has profound Taoism. Even though he has just been reincarnated, he is already able to display magical powers of all sizes at will. I admire you very much."

"Li Mingyuan."

"exist……"

Shen Lian stepped forward with his right foot, but because it was just pure strength, Li Mingyuan had no time to react at all. He only had time to support himself with his arms.

Rumble.

The ground cracked, as if a dragon of earth was constantly surging.

A deep and boundless crack appeared in the hundred-meter-long peach tree.

Li Mingyuan's upper and lower body were on both sides of the crack. He stared with wide eyes in shock at the huge giant that was more than 20 meters tall in front of him.

"you are not……"

The next moment, Shen Lian grabbed Li Mingyuan's head.

With the other hand, he took out the metal spiritual material used for refining the weapon, and activated the Purple Palace Quenching Technique. The moment the metal melted, it was poured onto the revealed surface.

Suddenly there was a sizzling sound.

Then Li Ming's soul flew away, but the immortal seed did not get out of control.

"Well, it seems that some monks have arrived here."

Shen Lian put his head into the ghost gourd, and after returning to his normal state, he retreated dozens of miles and quietly found his own soul through the induction teleportation tree.

Elder Feng Jing placed the newly initiated Plague Tribe monks in a Taoist temple, and then hurried back to the hundred-meter-wide peach tree. The deafening noise could be heard even a thousand miles away.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was responsible for settling all the disciples and bringing them all to the simple Sanqing main hall. He woke them up one by one and guided them to refine the night sweats immortal seeds.

They still have to overcome the last hurdle, making the soul a breeding ground for germs.

The middle-aged Taoist priest immediately noticed the disciple who was possessed by a split soul.

"I was born with a defect and I have no consciousness at all."

As the middle-aged Taoist turned his head, the roots of the teleportation tree broke out of the ground. When he looked at the disciple again, he had been quietly replaced by Shen Lian.

(End of this chapter)