Chapter 191 The ancestor of the lost lion, the Nine Spirits Yuansheng
“Noisy!!!”
As soon as the statue finished speaking, the lions surrounding Zuo Yan fell into madness.
Zuo Yan couldn't help but lose consciousness.
Because the smell emanating from the statue is so sweet, even if Jin Wuwei's body is only biased towards the demon, he can't help but feel his throat rolling.
Demons with less than a thousand years of Taoism cannot resist the temptation.
The lions pounced on the statue, spittle flying from their mouths.
Bang bang bang.
After approaching half a meter, the lions' bodies began to collapse, and the sound of broken bones continued, turning into minced meat falling like rain all over the sky.
The clay statue stands motionless, with a creepy smile on its face.
The surroundings suddenly became dead silent.
Only the head lion noticed the strangeness in advance and escaped by falling half a step behind. He was looking at the statue with frightened eyes.
"Why do I feel that monsters are all transformed from the common world?"
The statue murmured, and then a figure slowly walked out of it.
The whole body is protected by a lotus platform of six grades of flesh and blood, just like the scene of the immortal Buddha coming to the world in the classics, which makes the head lion a little at a loss for a while.
"Interesting."
The lions all have human faces, and their looks are roughly similar. They feel like they are sibling heirs connected by blood, and their characteristics come from the head lion.
How to put it, it seems that the lions are all reproduced from the head lion.
Shen Lian stretched out his hand, and the minced meat was stored in the core of the fruit. Nowadays, the spiritual platform of cultivation is very small, and the elixir fruit resources are always somewhat insufficient.
【The Remains of the Sphinx】
[Originally an ordinary mortal, transformed by the ancestor worship magical power of Panhuan Cave, he is the thirty-sixth generation disciple of Tuan Xiang. 】
The lion realized that he was unable to defeat him, so he turned around and ran away in a panic.
Zuo Yan collapsed to the ground. He had been awake for more than half a month and was already on the verge of collapse. After feeling relieved, his flesh and blood began to dissolve.
Shen Lian quickly protected Zuo Yan and poured a sip of medicinal wine into the latter's mouth.
With the power of medicine to replenish internal strength, the dissolution of Zuo Yan’s flesh and blood stopped abruptly. Fortunately, the Tao Ying condensed in the [Huqiu Sutra] was in the Niwan Palace, and the head was far more important than the body.
The wound on the neck has begun to sprout.
“Thank you, Lord Shen.”
“It’s okay, Zuo Qianhu, have you seen the true form of the Great Ape Conquering Demon Lord?”
“No.”
Zuo Yan couldn't help but tremble, and then added: "We all know that the Great Ape Demon-Conquering Heavenly Lord is related to you, so we didn't pay too much attention to the rumors of evil spirits at that time..."
"As a result, a disaster suddenly swept through Taiyuan Town." Zuo Yan closed his eyes tightly in pain, "Mortals will be transformed into lions sooner or later. It's too late, it's already too late."
"The magical power of evil spirits is What?”
“Assimilation, or reproduction, turns any living being into a lion demon.”
“And all the demons and alchemists in Panhuan Cave [share the same magical power], no matter what. Anyone who is contaminated by their demonic energy will become a monster."
According to the information identified by the discerning eye, the man-faced lion demon just killed was already the thirty-sixth generation.
Shen Lian had never seen such a weird and inexplicable magical power, like a zombie virus, and the disguised form of the Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng as the source was extremely terrifying.
Zuo Yan’s expression changed drastically.
"No! Mr. Shen, don't let the century-old lion demon escape!"
"The head lion is a disciple of the thirty-fifth generation. It won't take long before he is infected. Hundreds of lion demons are enough to form a demon tide!"
"Don't worry, I am not a soft-hearted person."
With a thought in Shen Lian's mind, Yunling Daoying appeared in his palm.
When Dao Ying's light was revealed, Zuo Yan couldn't help but swallow his saliva. The smell of blood that penetrated the heart and spleen spread to a hundred miles away.
After a while.
More than a dozen lion demons surrounded him.
The lions couldn't control their instinctive greed. Even though they knew it was extremely dangerous, there seemed to be a voice repeating in their hearts.
Eating this person can add four to five hundred years of Taoism! ! !
Shen Lian swept over the monster.
Except for the head lion, the rest of the lion demons were all transformed not long ago. They still have the characteristics of beasts and there are traces of demonic erosion on their backs.
In just a few quarters of an hour, the head lion infected the beast and gave birth to a group of offspring.
To be precise, he is the thirty-sixth generation disciple of Panhuan Cave.
"The Nine Spirits Yuansheng is definitely a peerless demon who has practiced Taoism for ten thousand years. His wisdom eyes call this magical power [ancestor worship]. It is not weaker than the White Bone Lady and the human mother Yin Wenjiao."
Shen Lian was stunned for ten years. Several thirty-sixth generation disciples have been completely formed.
Daoxing has only been in existence for two or three years, but the disadvantages of ancestor worship are almost invisible. The transformed lion demon is a real demon.
"Nine Spirits Yuansheng?"
"He is clearly the ancestor of zombies, my god, the ten thousand year demons are more terrifying than the last."
Shen Lian flicked his finger, and blood diluted a hundred times fell into the lions, but the thirty-sixth generation disciple could not bear the nourishment of qi and blood.
The lions died suddenly.
“How evil.”
Shen Lian secretly used his fishing power, and the monster’s soul sank into Dao Ying’s mouth.
The head lion's face was full of horror. Shen Lian's behavior of swallowing the soul was not ordinary. It was clearly the transformation of a demon with profound Taoism.
etc!
The head lion tilted his head and looked around, and found that Shen Lian was somewhat similar to the Great Ape Demon-Conquering Heavenly Lord.
"You, you, you...are you the Great Ape Demon-Conquering Heavenly Lord?!"
"So what?"
The head lion's eyes turned red and he couldn't help but say : "Hahaha, our Panhuan Cave is here just for you. Before long, you will become the tenth generation lion uncle of Panhuan Cave!"
"Then what?" "Don't you feel so honored? That's the Tuanxiang Lion Ancestor!"
Shen Lian's face was expressionless.
The head lion added: "If you continue to harm your fellow lion brothers, even if you worship in Panhuan Cave, the Tuanxiang Lion Ancestor will punish you."
Shen Lian restrained his breath, The head lion shook his head, "Since the Tuanxiang Lion Ancestor has taken a fancy to you, it is your destiny to be the Great Ape Demon-Conquering Heavenly Lord!"
"Haha."
Shen Lian realized the horror of ancestor worship. As long as the Nine Spirits Yuansheng did not die, generations of disciples and descendants would continue to use ancestor worship to multiply.
Although there are only thirty-six generations, the actual number of lions may exceed 10,000.
The lions are the descendants of Jiuling Yuan Sheng, and they are also the external dharma bodies of Jiuling Yuan Sheng. They were worthy of being the mounts of Tai Yi to save suffering.
But having said that, it stands to reason that the magical power of ancestor worship is enough to cause the fall of the Tang Dynasty.
Why did Panhuan Cave remain hidden from view before?
If Tuan Xiang, one of the seven lions, had not wanted to accept him as his heir, Shen Lian would have rarely heard the name Panhuan Cave before.
Is it possible that Nine Spirits Yuansheng is afraid of something like other unparalleled demons?
“I am the thirty-fifth generation disciple of Tuanxiang Lion Ancestor. If Uncle Shi is willing, you can go with me to Taiyuan Town and enter Panhuan Cave.”
“No rush. .”
Shen Lian's attitude softened, but Zuo Yan was a little anxious beside him.
Taiyuan Town has almost fallen, and the only one who can affect the situation is Shen Lian. If he chooses to become a disciple of Panhuan Cave, the consequences will be disastrous.
Shen Lianpi smiled but said, "I have admired the name Jiuling Yuan Sheng for a long time. It was me Meng Lang before. Naturally, I am willing to worship in Panhuan Cave."
"Okay, take the initiative to kowtow. Tuanxiang Lion Ancestor, the dispute here can be put aside."
Shen Lian nodded repeatedly and reached out to grab his left arm, "Well, I will cut off my arm as an apology. I hope Brother Lion can give you a kind word. Sentence."
The left arm fell off, and there was no trace of blood at the fracture.
“You know what’s going on...”
Zuo Yan opened his mouth wide, not understanding Shen Lian’s purpose.
The lion stared greedily at the severed arm. Unable to hold back his appetite any longer, he lowered his head and tore at the flesh and blood, swallowing it wholeheartedly.
What makes it strange is that the intestines and stomach have already turned into nutrients without digesting the flesh and blood.
roar! ! !
The lion couldn't help but stretch its limbs, the evil spirit all over its body began to boil, and there were a lot of twisted lines on the surface of the elephant's skin.
Daoxing is approaching six hundred years in the blink of an eye.
Zuo Yan was about to speak but stopped, but Shen Lian gave him a mouthful of medicinal wine and signaled him to stop talking.
Unlike ordinary monsters, the head lion's Taoism was stuck in the 599th year. It was like a monk facing a bottleneck, causing a riot of monster energy.
After a long time.
Most of the nutrients in the broken arm have been wasted, and the head lion has only arrived at Daoxing six hundred years ago.
It can be seen that the body and soul of the head lion have the characteristics of renting back, becoming more humanoid, and at the same time exuding a faint aura unique to the alchemist.
Shen Lian patted the lion on the back and secretly used his wisdom.
【Sphinx】
[Originally an ordinary mortal, transformed by the influence of the ancestor-worshiping magical power of Panhuan Cave, he is the thirty-fourth generation disciple of Tuan Xiang. 】
Sure enough, the monsters bred by ancestor worshiping magical powers are flawed.
It is difficult for Dao Xing to surpass the previous generation, so every time their Dao Xing improves, their bodies and souls have to undergo a transformation.
"The Great Ape Conquers the Demon Lord, some more flesh and blood is not enough!!!"
The head lion was breathing heavily, and after taking the severed arm, Daoxing's improvement was a matter of course.
Under normal circumstances, iterative promotion in Panhuan Cave requires a narrow escape from death. Shen Lian's broken arm seems to be some kind of panacea.
If you let yourself swallow another arm.
With another arm, he is the thirty-third generation disciple of seven hundred years of Taoism.
Or if you include your feet and internal organs, a thousand years of Taoism is not a luxury. Yes, he owes it to himself. It is normal to eat some flesh and blood!
“Bring it!!!”
The lion bared its teeth and threatened Shen Lian to sacrifice his flesh and blood.
"Jie Jie Jie, come on."
Shen Lian stretched out his left arm, and the lion bit it impatiently, tearing the flesh and blood with all its fangs and sharp teeth, wanting to taste the delicious food.
“Eat more, and you will not only become a thirty-generation disciple, but also a twentieth-generation disciple. Even the position of Huanxiang will be yours.”
Shen Lian’s muscles expand. , there was the sound of broken teeth in the head lion's mouth.
"Don't you like eating very much? Keep eating!!!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."
Shen Lian's right arm became more and more violent. After seven or eight meters, the head lion's The upper and lower jaws exploded, and most of the tongue was mutilated.
"Don't want to eat? Will I eat you next?"
Zuo Yan shuddered, and then noticed that the head lion was shaking crazily.
The skin and flesh kept squirming, as if something alive was about to break out of the body.
Bang.
Dark green blood surged out, covering the head lion's body with demon blood, and returned to the gap in his left arm, and then the arm grew out instantly.
"Woo..."
Shen Lian punched out, and the head of the lion was torn apart.
[Fishing the Sphinx, the experience of evil obstacles in the past life +0.04%]
[The evil obstacles in the past life reached 10.01%, martial arts points +10]
Zuo Yan was dumbfounded and fell into a daze for a moment.
What's going on? Is Shen Lian's body already immortal? The demon devoured flesh and blood, but ended up becoming Shen Lian's blood food.
Reverse Tiangang! ! !
Shen Lian's expression flashed with enthusiasm because he discovered the shortcut to Lingtai Fangcun's cultivation.
(End of this chapter)