I can't be a demon.

Chapter 379 Goodbye Second Brother

"It shouldn't be the peach fruit, it's most likely the culprit for the fall of Heaven."

Shen Lian did not tell them that the insect eggs were the true scriptures.

When Patriarch Bodhi went astray at the critical moment of creating the true scriptures, it was probably because he realized that the scriptures were all reptiles.

A Golden Immortal who is second only to the Taoist Buddha has gone crazy. How many immortals present can keep their Tao hearts steady?

"The memories in Yaochi have been repeated three times. We only knew that the peaches were a must for participating in the Peach Banquet, but we didn't expect it to be so strange."

Zheng Lun's expression was solemn and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

Only he vaguely guessed that the insect eggs were the unformed scriptures, and he was even more afraid of Huang Mei who had entered Yao Chi in advance. The latter might have already refined the Vortex Sutra, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Zheng Lun hesitated for a few breaths, turned to Shen Lian and said, "Tianwen, you should leave and think about it. There is no need to stay in Yaochi."

"I know my limits. Don't worry. I have a way to escape at any time."

Zheng Lun smiled bitterly, "You should also know that the problems with mortal souls are definitely related to Huang Mei. Our lives are worthless, but yours are different."

Although each of the Eight Gods is an earthly immortal, they have lost the possibility of further advancement due to the process of refining the immortal seeds.

Even they cannot accept the true martial arts scriptures.

"Alas, the ships of the old times can't carry us after all."

Zheng Lun let out a long breath. He didn't think Shen Lian could control the situation at all. Even though the latter had been promoted to an earthly immortal, he was completely disproportionate to Huang Mei, who had reached the perfection of an earthly immortal.

Shen Lian didn't say much. The disadvantage of the immortal seed as an incomplete scripture is very serious.

Even if they could survive, they would become foolish Nuo immortals.

Shen Lian respected the choice of the Eight Gods and had no reason to kidnap them.

"Long live the Fox King, what about you?"

The Fox King Wansui chuckled, "Even if we die, we can still be revived in Guanyin Temple. I think it's worth dying once."

Yang Li Daxian added: "After all, we have to know whether the Heaven and Earth Calamity will restart. We might as well go there in person to confirm the truth."

"Great Immortal Yang Li." Zheng Lun said respectfully, "Please help me, Senior Brother, and take down the peaches on the branches. We will protect you."

Yangli Daxian nodded, opened his mouth and swallowed the eggs into his stomach.

The insect eggs are sealed through special secret techniques and then regurgitated one by one. In this way, there is no need to worry about the Qu Zhenjing suddenly hatching.

"Tian Wen, there is one more thing."

Zheng Lun took out eight jade slips and handed them to Shen Lian solemnly. "I have seen the martial arts practiced by my disciples. That is the true path. You don't have to care about the Taoist traditions of the old times."

"I wanted to ask Li Zhi to bring it to you, but it doesn't matter if you're not here."

Shen Lian reached out to take the jade slip. He had already sensed through his immortal soul that there were thousands of cultivators hiding in the Pantao Garden, most of whom were disciples of the Lion Camel Ridge headed by Li Zhi.

He placed the jade slip between his eyebrows, and each inheritance merged into his mind.

[Whether to consume 0 points and master martial arts: Beacon Fire Method]

[Whether to consume 0 points and master martial arts: Triple Water Skill]

[Whether to consume 0 points and master martial arts: Tai Sui incarnation magic method]

.........

With Shen Lian’s current level of comprehension, he hardly needed to invest any points in the mundane-level techniques, and he completely digested the eight sects in the blink of an eye.

The golden body of martial arts has become more solid, and the martial arts scriptures have become more mysterious.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

"No wonder none of you eight tribes are worried about the extinction of the orthodoxy. How could you be so virtuous and capable to have such a talented disciple?"

The Long Live Fox King looked Shen Lian up and down, secretly surprised at the latter's cultivation level.

It has not been long since we last met, but he has already reached the level of earthly immortal. It's a pity that the timing of the birth of Xiao Leiyin Temple is inappropriate. If it is five hundred years later, perhaps Shen Lian could have pacified it on his own.

Zheng Lun's expression was half worried and half happy. As long as Shen Lian accepted their advice and withdrew from Yao Chi, he would become a Taoist of the Eight Tribes.

Shen Lian closed his eyes to consolidate his cultivation, and hundreds of skills greatly promoted his cultivation.

The immortal soul came out from between the eyebrows, circled around everyone, and then returned to the Niwan Palace. Unknowingly, one hundred and thirty acupoints were imprinted with scriptures.

Shen Lian regained consciousness and couldn't help but stare at Ghost Dad.

He always felt that there was something wrong with his ghost father, and his words and actions were a little awkward.

Seeing Shen Lian's gaze, Ghost Dad said with a smile: "Ah Lian, don't be stubborn. Listen to the elders and leave this to them."

"Old man, where is Nian'er?" Shen Lian asked, looking around.

"Nian'er didn't come to Yaochi, so I placed her in Gao Village."

Shen Lian frowned slightly, then used telepathy to contact the starling, and learned from the latter that Shen Nian was indeed in Gao Village.

"Old man, you..."

He wanted to ask a few more questions.

At this moment, the ground in Pantao Garden began to shake.

The sound of flesh and bones breaking could be heard continuously. The corpses of the plague soldiers gradually developed cracks on their spines, exposing their twisted organs, and the corpses gradually transformed into Nuo immortals.

Different from the Nuo immortals of later generations, the Nuo immortals transformed from the heavenly soldiers of the plague department were unable to communicate at all.

Countless intestines rushed straight into the sky and swayed in the clouds, causing the insect eggs on the branches to become active and the larvae to open their mouthparts.

"Tian Wen, it's not too late to leave Yao Chi now!"

Zheng Lun shouted, "Next we need to go to the Peach Festival amidst the Nuo Immortals' siege. There is no turning back!!!"

Shen Lian glanced at the eight gods, and there was no fear on their faces.

It is obvious that the Eight Gods have made preparations for a 100% chance of death. They are all victims of the immortal species and they know that they cannot go any further, so they might as well use their time to explore the truth.

The end of the stomach and intestines was like a mouthpart, and then pointed to the third peach forest.

In the eyes of the Nuo fairy, the twenty-three strings of insect eggs exuded an irresistible fragrance, and their hidden memories were faintly triggered.

The joys and sorrows of being a mortal, the time I served in the Heavenly Court...

At the same time, unspeakable fear began to fill my heart.

They don't want to lose their memories, nor do they want to become indescribable monsters. Only the peaches can make them human again!
“Eat, eat, eat!!!”

In an instant, hundreds of Nuo fairies rioted.

The Nuo fairies rushed to the woods one after another. In order to snatch the limited insect eggs, they did not hesitate to kill each other. For a while, the smell of blood was everywhere.

Woo~~~
Just as Nuo Fairy surrounded the third peach forest, a roar sounded out of nowhere.

The warrior with a lion's head and a human body drilled out of the soil, roared and immediately retracted it. Then, extremely complicated spiritual patterns appeared on the ground.

The Fox King Wansui teased, "How is it, little brother? You have a good disciple, right?"

"Of course it's good."

After not seeing each other for a long time, Li Zhi not only reached the ninth level of perfection, but also subdued all the disciples of Lion Camel Ridge with outstanding means and made them switch to martial arts one by one.

boom!
A large magic circle covered the third peach forest.

This magic formation should be the Taoist tradition left by Senior Brother Sha in Lion Camel Ridge. It was set up by a group of Ninth Realm warriors and was able to stop a large number of Nuo immortals.

"As expected of the descendants of the old Li family, even though they have strong demon blood from generation to generation, their imperial nature has not changed."

After Li Zhi confirmed that there was no problem with the magic circle, he called on everyone to evacuate.

The disciples of Lion Camel Ridge arrived at the southwest corner of the third Peach Forest in an orderly manner. They did not join up with Shen Lian and others, but hid in the dark.

Zheng Lun explained: "I have already given them the escape spell talisman. As long as Yao Chi remembers and doesn't repeat it, I will find a chance to leave."

"Thank you, Senior Zheng."

The Immortal Yang Li said hurriedly, "Don't thank me, Three Pure Ones! I have sealed twelve peaches from a bunch of peaches, which means twelve people can participate in the Peach Banquet." He took a deep breath and said, "You should select the candidates as soon as possible. There is no time to waste."

Zheng Lun said carefully: "One for the Fox King, one for the Deer Power Immortal, one for the Sheep Power Immortal, and the rest will be arranged by us."

"it is good."

The immortal Yangli threw out the fruit and then nodded to the immortal Luli.

The two transformed into their original forms, spit out evil winds and rushed out of the woods. The Fox King followed closely behind without hesitation, not daring to be negligent at all.

Nuoxian's attention is now focused on the insect eggs, but the number of insect eggs is obviously not enough.

Once they are not satisfied, they will resort to killing.

The Ghost Father asked for one, and Zheng Lun distributed the rest of the eggs to the eight strongest people, while the other righteous gods rushed to the southwest corner to meet up.

Seeing the righteous gods rushing out of Pantao Garden one by one, Zheng Lun and Ghost Dad did not rush to leave.

Zheng Lun said earnestly: "Shen Lian, even if most mortals are destroyed, there will still be fire left. You can lead them to rebuild the Tang Dynasty and create the Eight Tribes. Why..."

"Senior Zheng, I understand. Let me help you with the raid."

Shen Lian spread out his palms, and the roots of the teleportation tree connecting to the mortal world broke through the skin and flesh.

Zheng Lun felt relieved and hung in the air with his feet on the flying sword.

"Senior Zheng, I want to say a few words to this old man."

"Take care of yourself."

Zheng Lun raised his lips, "I'm tired of living for thousands of years. Hehe, I can see my master and fellow disciples in my memory, and I will die without regrets!!!"

Whoosh.

He disappeared, and the immortal seed between his eyebrows showed signs of burning.

Since I won't be alone on this trip, I might as well risk my own life to find out who Huangmei is and what the Little Leiyin Temple is like.

Shen Lian looked at Ghost Dad, and they looked at each other in silence.

"Second Brother, you are too old to be my father."

"Hahahaha!"

Ghost Dad couldn't help laughing, his appearance became extremely bloated, "Good for you, little junior brother, you can still find me dressed like this."

His body was covered with old scars of varying sizes, and his aura was even weaker than Sha Wujing's.

Shen Lian did not smile at all, and continued to ask: "Second Brother, where is the old man?"

"I took over your body, so what?"

As soon as Zhu Bajie finished speaking, Shen Lian exuded a murderous intent that was as tangible as a knife. The bone blade on his waist kept shaking, and it seemed that it could be unsheathed at any time.

"I was just joking, Junior Brother, why don't you take it seriously?"

Zhu Bajie scratched his head. The man with the servile look was definitely the second brother.

Shen Lian did not restrain his aura, and his murderous intent became even stronger.

"Oh my, you have such a bad temper. I don't know who you learned it from."

"Where's the old man?!"

Zhu Bajie shook off his fat body and said with a silly smile: "In the sacred mountain in the west?"

boom!
Shen Lian threw a punch, and the hot blood rushed towards him, breaking the branches of the surrounding peach trees and almost lifting up an area of ​​more than ten meters.

Zhu Bajie took several steps back in embarrassment, cursing, "You must be imitating that horse keeper. You can talk, but what are you going to do?"

"Your ghost father has inherited my karma, so he has to go to the Western Sacred Mountain. Damn it, I can't let you take all the benefits while I, Old Pig, take the blame for you every day and night, right?"

Shen Lian was in doubt and asked, "Cause and effect? ​​What is this old man doing in the Western Lingshan Mountain?"

"How should I know? Third Junior Brother has already gone with Little White Dragon. You should ask them."

Zhu Bajie rarely spoke the truth, but Shen Lian could feel that his second brother really had no ill intentions. Instead, when he talked about his ghost father, his words revealed deep helplessness.

"Just right."

Zhu Bajie reached into his arms and threw the object wrapped in white cloth to Shen Lian.

"I, Old Pig, will definitely not go to the Lingshan Mountain in the West. That place is very strange. The nightmares I have had for thousands of years all come from Lingshan Mountain. You will be responsible for handling the remains of my eldest brother."

Shen Lian looked down and found that they were Sun Wukong's hands and feet, plus the two limbs sealed by the lotus platform, the Monkey King's limbs were complete.

"Second Brother, what are your plans?"

"I won't go to the Peach Festival."

Zhu Bajie wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and called out the evil wind to lift himself up. "Don't even think of asking me to do any work. I, an old pig, have lost all my Taoism skills. How can I be a match for the yellow-browed boy?"

"Second Brother, you..."

"Don't call me Second Senior Brother. Come on, say idiot."

"What a mess."

Zhu Bajie licked his lips and said, "I just feel that your tone is somewhat similar to my senior brother's. Haha, especially your impatient look."

"Second Brother, where are the other two parts of the eldest brother?"

"The head should be in Lingshan, and the body should be deep in the underworld. If you can't find it, bury the limbs in the Water Curtain Cave in Huaguo Mountain."

Zhu Bajie kept talking, his expression changing several times, "I, the old pig, have limited abilities and cannot revive my elder brother. His hands and feet could only be buried in the Water Curtain Cave, and were later dug out."

Shen Lian suddenly understood.

The Water Curtain Cave showed signs of being sealed off at the beginning, and it turned out that it was Zhu Bajie's doing.

After Tang Monk's death, Sun Wukong took over the Three Pure Ones' teachings and scriptures, probably to alleviate the impact of the great catastrophe between heaven and earth.

Xiaobailong kept deducing the memories in the depths of the underworld, trying to find out the truth about Tang Seng's death.

Sha Wujing was determined to take the road to Xixing again.

Only Zhu Bajie was the most confused.

"Second Senior Brother..."

Zhu Bajie interrupted immediately, "Little nephew, stop bothering me. Time is running out. We have to set off after the feast."

After saying this, he flew away on a cloud.

Shen Lian watched his second senior brother leave, and the latter was definitely not as simple as he seemed.

However, Second Brother’s cultivation is indeed only about seven or eight thousand years old, and he has not yet refined the true scriptures. He is more like an old man who is going to die alone.

"kindness?"

Shen Lian's body is strong, and his five senses have transcended the realm of earthly immortals.

He accidentally heard the murmurs of his second brother as he walked away. His voice revealed fatigue, but also mixed with the relief of entrusting Monkey Brother with his limbs.

"Master, I have never done anything wrong to anyone, but I really don't want to wade through the muddy waters of the Western Spiritual Mountain again. It's too tiring."

"I used all my Taoist skills to help the girl in Pansi Cave rebuild her body and soul. I gave away the Buddhist fruits to repay Miss Gao's debt of love. I also let my nephew's father take my body. Sigh..."

"I, the old pig, have nothing to worry about."

Zhu Bajie changed direction and headed towards the South Heaven Gate.

Sudden.

A loud and powerful shout was heard from within the Peach Garden.

"fool!!!"

Zhu Bajie was stunned and tears streamed down his face.

(End of this chapter)