Chapter 230 Demons are all beloved relatives and friends
Getting the scriptures...
Shen Lian watched the two people go away, repeating the scriptures in his heart, and couldn't help but have thousands of thoughts, secretly guessing what happened thousands of years ago. cause and effect.
If the scriptures are obtained upside down, where did Tang Monk’s true scriptures come from?
Could the disaster in the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan be caused by the true scripture?
"The scriptures of Shituoling involve land gods, but as Ye Lan said, there is currently no contact with land gods in the Tang Dynasty."
Is it possible that land gods, like those unparalleled demons, choose to Hiding from darkness?
Shen Lian was noncommittal.
He believes that the answer lies deep in Shituoling, but currently, with his own strength, he may not be able to get a glimpse of all the truth.
"Xinshan."
"My subordinate is here."
Shen Lian lay down against the corner, recuperating and at the same time impacting Dao Ying's perfection.
"Check out Guan Ping's mansion. It should be in the southwest of the capital, but Panhuan Cave has intervened, so try not to get close."
One of the seven lions is sitting in the mansion and wants to force his way in Lockdown is almost impossible.
Shen Lian can only fight against ten thousand year old ghosts. However, the seven lions are all monsters, and their Taoism will never be lower than ten thousand years old.
He immediately noticed that Xinshan's expression was very subtle.
“What’s wrong?”
Xinshan said with a smile: “Master, do you know who the other woman is?”
“Do you recognize it?”
"Master Ye Lan mentioned before that she seems to be called Su Yu, and she is the other party to the marriage contract of the seventy-first prince Li Huan..."
The corner of Shen Lian's mouth twitched and he waved his hand to tell Xinshan not to pay attention.
"Master, Shopkeeper Shen said that if you fall in love with a young lady in the capital, he won't mind if you start a family and start a business elsewhere."
Shen Lian glanced at Xinshan. The latter quickly shut up and left.
"It feels like the taboo of the mummy Buddha still remains."
Shen Lian opened his mouth and took a breath, and a steady stream of water from the well poured into his mouth, and the inexplicable hunger and thirst calmed down. But as long as you stop drinking water, hunger and thirst will still occur silently.
"The ten-thousand-year-old demon is really difficult to deal with, and the taboos are unreasonable at all."
Shen Lian communicated with the Sixth Grade Flesh and Flesh Lotus Platform and searched for abnormalities in the body and soul in detail, and found more than a dozen grains of gravel in the Niwan Palace.
The gravel is pure white in color and is only one or two percent of the size of ordinary gravel.
【Fosha identification completed, Ksitigarbha Yama experience +0.01%】
【Fosha】
[Coming from Shituoling, the Buddhist sand contains a remnant soul of the Buddha, which was later corroded by the yellow-tusked old elephant and turned into a demon. 】
"The remnant soul of the Buddha."
"What kind of Buddha is he? It can't be the golden cicada, right?"
Fosa slowly breeds resentment, The taboo of the mummified Buddha is still eroding itself.
Shen Lian hesitated for a few breaths, but did not completely eliminate the Buddha Sha.
He could feel that the taboos of the Mummy Buddha could actually contain the curse. Facts proved that it was feasible to fight poison with poison.
“Well, Fosha can also stimulate the Immortal Xuan Gong to refine the body.”
Shen Lian dumped all the rat demon corpses in the core into the Dan furnace fruit, and the career panel continued of revealing experience tips.
After a while, Wanshou Shigen’s experience progress reached 51.32%.
“You really don’t need to worry about insufficient points in Shituoling. In this ghost place, the number of monsters is definitely much higher than that of ordinary people.”
If nothing else goes wrong, all four professions should be able to complete their promotions in Shituoling.
Shen Lian was waiting for the temple to be finished, just as the sixth-grade flesh and blood lotus platform had been completely restored.
He once tried it in Yanliang Town. If he wanted to maximize the effect of his fishing powers, he had to enshrine the statue according to the temple's specifications.
At the same time, the Sanmen Stomach Method is already attacking the second floor.
Shen Lian swept through the middle dantian, and the immortal bones of the relics grew out of the intestines and stomach, and it could be seen that the efficiency of the immortal bones in accepting the power of tempering was increasing.
He devoted himself wholeheartedly to practice, and it was only in Shituoling that he felt that he was not strong enough.
Because his physical body is not strong enough to withstand a thousand-year-old demon, the effects of various magical powers cannot be reflected in the battle, and he was almost drained of his energy when they met in Qinglin Academy.
The Poison Immortal Body was successfully synthesized, and the poison resistance of the Immortal Xuan Gong was further improved.
The bottleneck of the fifth level of the Infinite Relic Dharma begins to loosen.
It was getting late before Xinshan came back from Guan Ping's mansion, but he did not bring any useful clues. Panhuan Cave's blockade of the neighborhood was airtight.
Shen Lian did not act rashly and spent two days to achieve a small success in the Three Stomach Stomach Technique, and then the Infinite Relic Technique was also promoted to the fifth level.
The progress of his practice seemed to be rapid, but he was still a little dissatisfied because neither the pile technique nor the horizontal technique could make a qualitative leap.
There is no way, unless you have the fifth-level food and supplement magical power, your practice will only be a waste of time.
Shen Lian occasionally travels to and from Qinglin Mansion, mainly because he wants to obtain new side sect books.
As a result, we learned from the reservists that the Zadian Pavilion is locked every ten days, which shows that the mummy Buddha preached and taught on that day.
The situation in Guan Ping's mansion is very stable, and Ma Wanhu's aura has not weakened.
And what is strange and inexplicable is that five days after the blockade was blocked, Shen Lian received another message from Ma Wanhu, with the same content.
Ma Wanhu asked Shen Lian to go to Guan Ping's mansion in exactly the same tone.
“That’s so evil.”
Shen Lian was stunned when he heard the sound of craftsmen shouting from the newly built temple, along with the discussions of a large number of onlookers.
"Hey yo hey, hey yo hey..."
According to the rules of the capital, the craftsmen moved the tabletop where the statue was placed to Fuhou Street.
Fuhou Street, which had been deserted for more than half a month, actually attracted crowds of people to watch, and even traders from Jinghe Street next door came specially.
"Huh?" Shen Lian raised his eyebrows.
He found that several craftsmen were excitedly bringing buckets of paint, which seemed to be deliberately mixed with cow blood, and an unpleasant fishy smell filled the air.
The crowd was not surprised at all and took the initiative to apply the paint spilled on the ground on their faces.
Xinshan initially thought it was a unique custom in the capital, but after communicating with the craftsmen, his expression showed a lingering solemnity.
The two began to argue, and then the people also noticed something was wrong.
"Young Master." Xinshan saw Shen Lian coming and whispered quickly: "They caused a lot of trouble on the table."
The tabletop is carved with twisted and ferocious human faces.
If Xinshan had not stopped the craftsmen, the table would have been placed in the center of the temple.
The head craftsman shook his head and said: "Ox blood is used to make eyes. If you cannot draw the eyes of the human face on the table, it will bring bad luck."
Shen Lian turned to ask Xinshan, "You didn't tell them what kind of temple it was?"
"I didn't tell them. I had found several craftsmen in succession, but as long as the Zhongkui Temple was built, none of those craftsmen were willing to take over..."
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"What!"
The head craftsman's face turned pale and his lips trembled as he said, "Didn't you build the Blood Bodhisattva Temple? Damn it, you've caused a big trouble!!!"
The people heard the craftsmen hear it. The leader exclaimed and exited Fuhou Street in unison.
In the Jinghe area, the three words Blood Bodhisattva are closely guarded. People are in awe but also extremely fearful, and they are not even willing to talk about it more.
“You are so brave.”
The chief craftsmen were all in their forties or fifties, but they were so frightened that they were covered in sweat.
"Never set up statues of other immortal Buddhas, otherwise the Blood Bodhisattva will never let you go. No matter how effective Zhong Kui is, he can't save your lives..."
Shen Lian ignored the craftsman leader and touched the pattern on the stone countertop with his palm.
The powder floated in the wind, and countless faces disappeared.
“Master, wish yourself good luck!!!”
The head craftsman picked up the wages paid by Xinshan and immediately left with the rest of the people.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Shen Lian's mouth.
The Blood Bodhisattva must be a demon. It can be seen that Shituoling's influence on the capital has penetrated deep into the bones. It is not just about taking away the bodies of hundreds of thousands of mortals, but has already become a part of people's lives.
“It’s hard to get back, and the more I look at it, the more I feel that the Tang Dynasty is hopeless.”
No wonder, even though Fuhou Street was occupied by the Rat Fairy Empress, there are still people who survived, probably because of the so-called bloody Related to Bodhisattva.
"Master, do you want to slow down first?"
Xinshan noticed that several families were packing up their belongings on Fuhou Street, and said hesitantly: "Master, I will go and inquire about the Blood Bodhisattva first."< br>
“That’s not necessary.”
In Shen Lian’s hand, there was a statue of Zhong Kui that was just over three meters tall.
“I estimate that worshiping the Blood Bodhisattva is a recent phenomenon in the capital. It seems that the turmoil caused by the replacement of Emperor Tang will become more and more intense, and there will not be a few monsters and monsters encountered in the future.”
He raised his hand and threw it, and the statue of Zhong Kui landed firmly on the table.
The magical power of fishing comes naturally.
The statue emits light that is invisible to the naked eye, but the area it covers is very limited, only most of Fuhou Street.
Shen Lian was slightly confused.
He was already prepared to restrain his fishing powers, for fear of causing turmoil, but the result was that the area was only one thousand meters, far less than expected.
"That's wrong."
Shen Lian urged the relics and immortal bones, and then saw a hazy dream.
The Fuhou Street in the dream seemed even more deserted. There was also an additional temple on the same spot, with a statue of Zhong Kui standing in the center.
The fishing area in the dream capital is even far less than that in the real world, only the entire mansion.
Ninety percent of the magical powers are used to maintain the statue of Zhong Kui in the dream capital.
Sudden.
Shen Lian sensed through the statue the sound of chanting coming from the capital in his dream, and then, the blood-red moonlight shone on Fuhou Street.
"The Blood Bodhisattva's path is probably seven thousand years old."
The moonlight is like a living creature, attracted by the magical power of fishing and spreading towards the statue.
Shen Lian did not see the true body of the Blood Bodhisattva at all, but his resentment had quietly affected the statue and indirectly affected himself.
"Master, you..."
"Ignore it."
There are large burn marks on the surface of Shen Lian's skin.
The blood vessels are twisting, and the breath has become extremely unstable.
Then the blood boiled, as if a ghost was about to break out of the body, but due to the immortal bones of Huangquan, it was forcibly suppressed.
The corners of Shen Lian's mouth rose.
“It seems that the foundation of the supreme physical body laid by the innate training of the Holy Body cannot be brought into play by relying solely on the Immortal Mysterious Technique.”
“The curse of the demon can actually promote the potential of the foundation. "
As soon as Shen Lian finished speaking, the three-door stomach technique was successfully promoted to Dacheng. It was the instinct of the physical body that mobilized all resources to fight against the curse.
Even the old elephant with yellow teeth is trying to stabilize his body and soul.
"Isn't there a shortcut?!"
"The monsters are all my beloved relatives and friends on the road to spiritual practice!!!"
Shen Lian picked a few pill fruits born from the corpse of the rat monster. , after confirming that the body and soul were stable, his consciousness quietly communicated with the statue of Zhong Kui.
(End of this chapter)