Chapter 248 Raising Sutras is Raising Silkworms
Shen Lian always felt that the words of the Golden-winged Dapeng Diao were inexplicably familiar.
"Thank you so much, master...nephew."
The golden-winged roc eagle nodded with a smile, and then plucked three feathers from the top of its head.
The surface of the feather is ordinary, but it exudes a faint Buddhist light, and there is no trace of evil spirit in it. You can tell that it is precious at a glance.
It's not necessarily inferior to Brother Monkey's three hairs.
"Uncle, you don't know something. The three feathers all contain a hint of the true meaning of the phoenix. Even if they are simply activated, they can be used as a talisman that shrinks the ground thousands of miles away."
The golden-winged Dapeng eagle talks eloquently.
Shen Lian noticed that after the golden-winged roc eagle escaped from the taboo, its jagged feathers had begun to grow again.
But the new feathers are far inferior to the three given to me.
Shen Lian did not take it lightly and repeatedly confirmed that there was no problem before reaching out to take it.
The Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle in the original work seems to be the third of the three demons in Shituoling, but his skills and character are far superior to the other two demon kings.
The one who wanted to eat Tang Monk was the golden-winged roc eagle, but because he was afraid of Sun Wukong, he simply found an old elephant with yellow teeth and a green-haired lion monster to worship him.
He is willing to be the third brother, it feels more like he is willing to use two demons as spearmen.
The subsequent Tathagata Buddha's attitude towards the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle was also very subtle. When the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle repeatedly said that being a vegetarian in Lingshan was too harsh and miserable, it would be better to stay in the mortal world eating meat and drinking blood to be happy.
Tathagata Buddha replied that he had many followers in the four major continents, and the offerings he received could be given to the Golden Winged Dapeng Eagle first.
The Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle reluctantly agreed and eventually became a protector in the Western Lingshan Mountain.
It has always been difficult for Shen Lian to understand the actions of the immortals and Buddhas in Journey to the West.
How can I say that not only are a large number of ancient demons related to immortals and Buddhas, but they even used Tang Monk to learn scriptures and conquered many demons.
Shen Lian frowned slightly and looked at the sky above his head.
"Have the immortals and Buddhas foreseen something?"
"The growth rate of the Taoism of the unparalleled demons in later generations is indeed terrifying. It is far beyond what can be explained by the words "Everyone Tang Monk Flesh". After all, the Tang Dynasty still maintains order. , Demons are not trapped in the mortal world."
"Senior brother Sha should always abide by the rules and regulations. It has been impossible to eat people in large numbers for thousands of years, but now it has been 90,000 years."
"Is it possible? ..."
"What did the immortals and Buddhas foresee? Is conquering the demons to deal with some kind of catastrophe?"
Shen Lian came back to his senses, and the prompts on the career panel interrupted his thoughts.
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Shen Lian swept the [Golden-winged Demonic Peng]’s compatibility, and the compatibility with Wanshou Corpse Gen is 71.55% , and Tan Chan was at 85.98%.
The Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle does have a connection with Buddhism, but it is not enough to be promoted to Tan Chan.
Shen Lian secretly used his wisdom.
[Gold-winged Dapeng Feather]
[Breathed from the Golden-winged Dapeng, it has the magical effect of traveling thousands of miles and protecting the soul. It is an excellent spiritual material for refining magic weapons. 】
“Eldest disciple, you can bring two more feathers to use for gestation of the scriptures.”
“Okay.”
There is no trace of the golden-winged roc eagle. Hesitating, his head was almost bald, but the feathers he took off looked slightly inferior to Shen Lian's three.
Sha Wujing pinched his fingers and said: "Junior brother, put the feather between the scriptures."
Shen Lian took it and followed the instructions. As soon as the feather came close to the scripture, he saw that the writing on the surface became impatient, like a larvae Squirming.
The paper was closed, and the sound of insects gnawing could be heard from inside.
The breath of the scriptures is getting stronger and stronger.
The handwriting is extremely active, and seems to be multiplying and reproducing with each other. The number seems densely packed, and I don’t know how many sentences of middle and lower vehicle Buddhism are born.
Shen Lian's scalp was numb, and the sutra looked almost exactly like an insect.
Isn’t raising silkworms the same thing?
Facts have proved that the scriptures that can promote mortals to become land gods are not unique, and can even be mass-produced in a short period of time.
The number of land gods who went to obtain the Western Meridian may be more than imagined.
Sha Wujing saw what Shen Lian was thinking and explained: "The sutra written by Monk Faming is most likely the Middle Vehicle Dharma, so it needs the feathers of the golden-winged roc eagle for food. ”
"As for Hinayana Buddhism, as long as it is a sacrifice in a Buddhist temple."
"Will... starve to death?"
"That's not possible, but it has to be sealed with special paper. Otherwise, once it gets out of control, the harm caused by the scripture will be no less than that of a demon."
Shen Lian was speechless, with deep astonishment in his eyes.
The scriptures taken from Xitian Lingshan are fed by immortal Buddhas.
That's ridiculous, right?
Sha Wujing packed up one or two cassocks, and in his hand came a nine-ring tin staff made of yellow sand.
"Let's go. Now that the Golden Winged Dapeng Eagle has become a Buddha, the other two disciples must have noticed it. We have to hurry up."
Sha Wujing looked at Shen Lian Said: "Don't worry that I will suddenly fall into madness. The Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle will help me share some of my distracting thoughts. Maybe it will take more than ten days for me to go crazy."
The Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle suggested: "Master , why don't I take you there, and you can reach Zhuangzi where the third junior brother is in an instant."
"No need."
Sha Wujing glanced at Shen Lian, "Walking is also a practice."
The Golden Winged Dapeng Eagle did not force it.
The tight hoop he wore was more restrictive than Sun Wukong, and his thoughts had even been distorted, making it impossible for him to rebel against Sha Wujing.
The temple turned into rolling yellow sand, and there was once again only an endless river of quicksand around it.
"Yeah."
Shen Lian snorted.
The quicksand exercise method was performed unconsciously, and severe pain penetrated into the bone marrow again.
After two or three breaths, Shen Lian's flesh and bones were filled with gravel, and the temperature of the gravel was rising sharply, while metal toxins were seeping out.
Even the Immortal Xuan Gong, which has been refined into steel over a hundred times, cannot withstand such destruction. Shen Lian suddenly had a tendency of physical collapse.
Excessive physical training is not enough. He can indeed accept high-intensity training, but Sha Wujing's 40,000 years of Taoism is definitely not the same. Just a wisp of breath leaked out is unbearable.
"No, we have to damage the foundation."
Shen Lian quickly stopped the quicksand exercise method.
At this moment.
Sha Wujing's message rang in his ears.
"Junior brother, you just need to train your body, and the poor monk will protect your life."
As soon as he finished speaking, a grain of dark red soil fell into Shen Lian's mouth, and then, A steady stream of nutrients surges out of it.
However, the nutrients in the soil are difficult to digest, and the fourth-level food supplement magical power is a bit reluctant, so most of the nutrients can only be stored in the Dantian.
A small amount of nutrients wash away Shen Lian's flesh and bones that are on the verge of withering.
At the same time, he discovered that the magical power of blood demon possession could also assist him in absorbing nutrients, but it was a pity that this martial art had not yet been integrated into the immortal mysterious power.
[Xi soil]
[Breathed from the Liusha River, the volume of Xi soil increases with the passage of time. It can grow spiritual materials. It is accidentally mixed with a wisp of soil essence. It will not be easy to drink after taking it. Digestion. 】
Sha Wujing said calmly: "This thing is called Xi soil. It was obtained by a poor monk in the cave. It contains some rare soil essence, which is enough for the junior brother to reach Panchang Mountain."
The corners of Shen Lian's mouth twitched.
Brother Sha may think that I also have the appetite of a monster.
Without the magical power of Shibu, I might be strangled to death.
"Junior brother, you have your own path of cultivation. It is not allowed for a poor monk to interfere. I hope that Xirang can help you to reach the land of immortals in the future."
Sha Wujing said as he thought about himself. After a while, he ignored it.
The golden-winged roc eagle was on alert in mid-air and did not pay attention to Shen Lian.
Shen Lian was in trouble. More and more nutrients were accumulated in his Dantian. Either the excess nutrients would be wasted or the Dantian would be damaged.
“Quack, quack, a snake swallows an elephant if the human heart is not enough!”
The myna also made a mocking and harsh bird call on its shoulder.
[Whether to spend 38 points to advance to the fourth level of blood demon possession magic skill]
"There is no other way, sure!"
The moment he put in the points, Shen Lian's blood couldn't help but boil. The career panel actively shared the digestion of the soil, devouring the accumulated nutrients.
Sha Wujing’s eyes revealed that a child could be taught.
After Shen Lian noticed that the blood demon possession magic skill had been promoted to the fourth level, he did not dare to neglect it and continued to attack the fifth level while the soil was rich in nutrients.
The Blood Demon Possession Magic Skill only has five levels in total. Previously, I had been practicing it in my spare time.
Shen Lian was fully focused on his body, instinctively following Sha Wujing's back, and he didn't even have time to pay attention to the passage of time.
I don’t know how many days have passed.
The magical power of blood demon possession has been perfected, and the Dantian is somewhat overflowing.
[Whether to consume 4 points to synthesize the Immortal Mysterious Skill and the Blood Demon Possession Magic Skill]
After Shen Lian confirmed it, his flesh and bones showed an indescribable suction, and the nutrients accumulated in his Dantian were momentarily Then it disappeared completely.
Immediately afterwards, the Immortal Xuan Gong began to devour the soil.
Shen Lian was a little hesitant.
The soil that Sha Wujing gave to him was only the size of a grain of rice, but according to the characteristics of the soil, it could slowly grow in size if left unmoved.
As a result, just when Shen Lian hesitated, the soil essence was completely exhausted, and the soil also followed suit, turning into dispensable nutrients without a trace.
The quicksand body-building method has been perfected, and the physical body is only half a step away from reaching the ultimate level of the Seventh Realm of Dao Ying. The next step is to work hard in water.
Just waiting for an opportunity, half a step means it may be touched at any time.
"What a pity."
"If I had known better, I would have buried the soil at the roots of the banyan tree."
Shen Lian shook his head, and then his soul swept through his body in a routine.
His expression was stunned, and he noticed that his own flesh and blood actually exuded a faint breath of soil. Although the volume of his flesh and blood would not increase, it undoubtedly possessed some of the characteristics of soil.
“Can’t my flesh and blood be used to grow spiritual materials?”
Don’t worry if you have too much debt.
Anyway, his whole body is already filled with rare treasures, and Shen Lian feels that having multiple breath soils is not a problem.
Suddenly, with a thought, he took out the Danlu fruit, ingested it in the middle Dantian and watered it with blood. The Danlu fruit did show signs of taking root and sprouting.
Shen Lian was overjoyed. If he could carry the Alchemy Furnace Fruit with him, it would no longer be difficult to use the magical power of pregnancy in the future.
Yunling Daoying penetrates into the middle Dantian and protects the growth of the Danlu fruit.
Regardless of the size of the walnut in the Dantian, it is actually more than enough to accommodate an alchemy furnace. Thousands of years ago, many monks would refine the Dantian into a storage space.
"Junior brother, the green-haired lion monster Zhuangzi has arrived."
Shen Lian opened his eyes and saw a group of dilapidated buildings a hundred miles away. In addition to the extremely rich evil spirit, there was also magic Traces of array layout.
"Master, the dove occupies the magpie's nest."
Shen Lian noticed that the evil spirit was a bit familiar and asked, "Is it Panhuan Cave?"
"Amitabha is indeed the descendant of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng."
Sha Wujing clasped his hands together and walked towards Zhuangzi with the golden-winged roc eagle.
"The poor monk is here to save the green-haired lion monster, so what does it have to do with Panhuan Cave?"
"If you stop me, I will kill him."
( End of chapter)