Chapter 110 Organizing the Harvest
As soon as Liu Zishang died, most of the magic circle covering the Gaofu collapsed.
What made the Jinwu Guards feel deeply strange was that instead of continuing the riot, the other demons flocked to the backyard in unison.
It was only then that they noticed that Zhenjun had lost all vitality at some point.
Obviously the Gao Mansion was in a mess, but the sound of festive music with gongs and drums came from the backyard, and the demon began to carve up the flesh and blood of the true king like a butcher and a cow.
All the Jinwu Guards withdrew from Gao Laozhuang without hesitation.
They understand that once the demon eats the true king, it will covet strangers again.
Besides, the murderer protected by ghosts and gods is still in the Gao Mansion. How dare the Jin Wu guards stay for a long time, for fear that Shen Lian will go on a killing spree.
Shen Lian pulled out the bone blade from his spine and immediately returned to his normal state.
The remaining traces of the banyan tree and the bone blade have disappeared, as if they were deliberately hiding their existence and leaving the credit to the ghost father.
"Huh."
Shen Lian's body and soul are almost exhausted, and the Hunyuan inner elixir has also become sluggish. The consumption of the combination of man and sword is indeed far beyond imagination.
"Is Ghost Dad okay?"
Shen Lian stuffed a fish fruit into his mouth and set off to check on Ghost Dad.
Ghost Dad's body was severely injured and motionless, and the spiritual tablet in his arms was even more damaged. Fortunately, the fundamental resentment still remained.
Shen Lian took out the soul-nourishing pill fruit and squeezed it hard, and the juice dripped on the ghost father's body.
"As long as it works."
Ghost Dad's soul has become stable and the cracks in the spiritual tablet have healed. It is estimated that he will need to rest for at least half a year before he can recover.
"Ah Lian, I... found your mother's tablet, go home."
"Well, go home."
Shen Lian carried his ghost father on his back and allowed the latter to absorb his energy and blood instinctively.
“Ah~ A loving father and a filial son~”
Bago Pu flew over with wings and threw a ball of bloody brain tissue directly to Shen Lian, shaking his head proudly.
"Hiss..."
The brain tissue obviously came from Zhenjun, and should be the brain stem of the corpse.
Although the brainstem is not big, it may be Zhenjun's most "rare" organ. After all, Bago's character has always been to thief.
“I don’t know what elixir will be bred.”
Shen Lian put away Zhenjun’s brain stem and looked into the backyard, only to see another high-level palace surrounding the corpse. The banquet has begun.
Besides the hordes of monsters, a few ordinary people can also be vaguely seen.
The leader is an old man, who is slightly similar to the horribly deformed Mr. Gao in the living room. He is carrying a wooden basin containing the flesh and blood of the True Lord and feeding it to the black and white livestock in the pig pen.
"Ghosts? It seems that the demon in the Gao Mansion, Mr. Gao, is not the real person."
Shen Lian frowned slightly, always feeling that Gao Laozhuang's method of cultivating the disciples of the Immortal Family was like trying to breed a new one. Zhu Bajie.
The old man stood still, turned around and looked into Shen Lian's eyes.
Shen Lian immediately left Gaofu and walked through the ruins with his ghost father on his back, fearing that the evil spirit would become interested in him.
“My current strength is still not enough.”
"The alchemist is right. When I meet other cave disciples, once I am unable to exert my physical strength, I may be at a disadvantage."
Of course, Shen Lian does not feel that he is the one who is fighting for his life.
As long as he spares no resources and eats like crazy, he can outlast his opponent.
When Shen Lian came to the streets outside Gaofu, it seemed that he had just experienced a banquet, and there were almost no traces of the thousand-year-old demon traveling.
When he returned to the Ghost Pawn Shop, he found that all the Jinwu Guards had evacuated.
The tailor shop across the street was once again occupied by ghosts. After all, it was impossible for the Jinwu Guards to spend a lot of manpower stationed there for nearly twenty years just to seize the next high-ranking banquet.
As soon as Ghost Dad entered the store, his consciousness suddenly came to his senses.
The moment he opened his eyes, the decoration in the ghost pawn shop changed subtly, and there was an extra memorial platform in the lobby with a memorial tablet.
The cotton-wadding ghost shivered and quickly kowtowed several times to the spiritual platform.
Shen Lian licked his lips. The ghost father's moral conduct would not retreat but advance. After the resentment is restored to its peak, the moral conduct may reach about 1,400 years.
Coupled with the blessings of the ghost mother and the shop, it is comparable to the great demon of 2,500 years.
Looking at Yongcui Street, Ghost Dad has already vaguely occupied the top spot.
If Taoism reaches two thousand years, Yongcui Street will become a restricted area for Ghost Father, and Ghost Father's knowledge will be the rules that humans and ghosts must abide by.
"Has the potential to become a generation of ghost kings."
The ghost father glanced at Shen Lian and said, "Ah Lian, give your mother a stick of incense, so that she will not be under the Nine Springs. Happy.”
The tablet shook slightly, and two ghost hands wiped the altar.
"Okay..."
While burning incense, Shen Lian took out the ghost gourd and asked tentatively: "Old man, I went to the Taoist priest who sold the gourd before, and he said he wanted to use it. Only by wiping it with tung oil can it become better."
"That's it."
The ghost father reached out and took it, and the resentment in the store nourished the ghost gourd.
Shen Lian looked happy and simply gave the corpse demon scabbard and robe to the ghost father for tempering.
If nothing unexpected happens, the ghost father should be able to upgrade the magic weapon to the best, but the ability to change the quality of the magic weapon through cognition will inevitably make the function of the magic weapon very random.
It doesn’t matter to Shen Lian.
Alchemists are good at refining weapons. Even low-grade multipliers are priceless in the imperial court, let alone high-grade multipliers and [magic weapons].
"Ghost dad is simply a logistical supply point, and it can also help cultivate ghosts. Well, it can be used to breed elixirs and it will make a lot of money."
"Even..."
"If we face a complicated and dangerous cave in the future, we can let the ghost dad open a branch first, which would be the best way to gain a foothold."
Shen Lian is afraid of ghosts. Dad's tempering day and night affected his Taoism, and he left five more soul-nurturing pills to honor his old man.
Farewell to his ghost father, he got into the branch tree hole and returned to Yanliang Town. We haven’t seen each other for just a few days, but it still feels like it has been years. At the end of July, Yanliang Town has ushered in the rainy season, with continuous light rain.
Shen Lian stretched out in the courtyard, as if he had returned to the human world.
You can hear Shen Hansheng arguing with customers about the price in the lobby. Mr. Wang is teaching Fugui to identify the authenticity of antiques. Four pawns guard the shop while taking turns practicing the Yangyuan Zhuang.
Because of Shen Lian’s previous preaching, Yanliang Town became prosperous in martial virtue.
His consciousness swept outside the pawn shop. There were two newly opened martial arts schools on He Feng Street, and the number of escort agencies was also increasing.
Yanliang Town was originally the middle area where businesses met, so the escort agency did not worry about running out of business.
It stands to reason that if there are too many warriors, demons will inevitably cause trouble.
However, there has been no disaster in Yanliang Town for a long time. The people owe it to Master Zhong Kui, and the temple is full of incense.
Shen Lian happily called the waiter to get a drink, and the shadows on the soles of his feet quietly dispersed.
The Bone Blade is still used to hiding flesh and blood in the shadows of the people in the city, and with roots all over the ground, Yanliang Town is impregnable.
“The world is crazy and beautiful at the same time.”
"Ah~ The tide is about to rise~"
Myna felt very comfortable after being promoted to the fourth level. He spoke some unintelligible words and proudly went to inspect the territory of Yanliang Town.
Shen Lian stuffed Gao Laozhuang's harvest into the tree hole, including Zhenjun's brain stem.
As for the dharma body outside the body, he plans to stay there for a while.
As a trigger medium for the Tianhe Demon Master, it might be compatible enough with the Giant Eater's Reiner and the Returning Pill Lead Corpse to be used as promotion materials.
Shen Lian patted the tree trunk with a subtle expression and lay comfortably in the hammock to rest.
I noticed that the leaves were slightly withered, but new shoots were slowly growing out.
He called up the career panel.
[Shen Lian]
[Realm: Yuan Dan (Yang Dan)]
[Martial arts: Yin and Yang Qi Zhuang (Hunyuan Qi Hai), Immortal Xuan Gong (Iron Body Jiao Xiang), Hai Chao Fist (Tide)...]
[Points: 60]
[Level 4 occupation: Ksitigarbha Bansheng (0.02%)]
[Level 3 occupation: Giant Food Rice (95.71%)]
[Level 3 occupation: Huandan Lead Corpse (95.71%)]
26.34%)】
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"I didn't pay attention. It won't take long for the experience of the Giant Eater to be overflowing. I hope Tianhe Demon Master can be promoted."
Shen Lian looked at 60 Points smile.
Of which 20 points come from the giant food stew, 40 points are obtained from advancing to the fourth level, and with a few inner alchemy skills, you can prepare for the pile transformation.
Shen Lian looked at Ksitigarbha Bansheng’s magical power.
[Pan Sheng’s discerning eye: You can easily identify antique calligraphy and paintings that are less than 4,000 years old. 】
“We are capable of fighting against ghosts, but it is a pity that we cannot target evil spirits. Otherwise, we would barely be able to live in this world... and gain a foothold in the Tang Dynasty.”
“We cannot treat this method as such. The world is regarded as a journey to the west of past life. After the order is broken, the evil spirit of the world will only get higher and higher."
Shen Lian closed his eyes to recuperate.
Fortunately, Feng Wen's storage was through the stomach, and he harvested a lot of powerful medicines from it, otherwise the existing pills may not be enough to maintain.
In particular, the production of fish fruits grown on banyan trees is inexplicably declining.
Logically speaking, with the arrival of the rainy season, the underground river should be more active, but for some reason, there are only sporadic fish and fruits on the branches.
In order to ensure that resources would not be lacking, Shen Lian took a batch of antiques to the Ghost Pawn Shop to complete the entry procedures after his injuries stabilized.
The nature of ghosts is hard to change, and there are always a few thorns in them every now and then.
Shen Lian asked the cotton-wadding ghost to pay more attention and that he would cut leeks after a while. The cotton-wadding ghost couldn't help but tremble after hearing this.
More than half a month later, the dango began to mature.
The rainy season still has no end in sight. The light rain has stopped, making the humidity in the town become heavier and heavier, just like returning to the south.
There is nothing special about the elixirs bred by ghosts. They all nourish the soul, but the strength of the medicine is different.
Feng Wen’s heart-shaped elixir fruit is called [Porpoise Heart Fruit].
【Porridge Fruit】
[Grown from a banyan tree, buried in the soil, and watered with pig blood every day, a medium-sized flesh-and-blood artifact can grow. 】
“It’s a bit interesting.”
“The banyan tree cannot directly breed magic weapons, but some elixir fruits are related to weapon refining.”
Shen Lian planted the dolphin heart fruit Not far from the banyan tree, Fugui immediately mentioned to Sun Dawei that it would not be a problem to get some pig blood from the slaughterhouse.
A few days later, the alchemy fruit conceived by the alchemist’s corpse matured and looked like a drop of water.
【Galaxy Fruit】
【Grown from the banyan tree, it contains a drop of Tianhe water and is non-toxic and can be taken. 】
“Huh?”
“You are already at level 4, Wisdom Eyes, and the identification information is still so perfunctory, which at least indicates the role of the Milky Way Fruit.”
Shen Lianlue Looking helpless, he played with the Milky Way Fruit in his palm.
He hesitated for a moment and took a bite of Tianhe fruit.
As soon as his teeth touched the flesh of the fruit, the Tianhe fruit turned into water vapor and disappeared.
Shen Lian stood up with a look of astonishment on his face.
(End of this chapter)