Chapter 256 Farewell to an old friend
“Amitabha, junior brother, please leave Panchang Mountain as soon as possible. Staying here for a long time may easily cause the dream to collapse in advance.”
After Sha Wujing finished speaking , disappeared with his three disciples.
Shen Lian looked around and found that the shallow dreams had vanished into thin air, "Dreams are really fragile, otherwise I could retreat and attack the eight realms of fugue."
"Idiot~~"
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Ba Ge showed a look of disdain. Most of Bone Blade's appetite came from Shen Lian, otherwise he wouldn't have chewed up the dreamland full of holes.
A large amount of wine gushes out from the wine gourd, and soon a pool of water accumulates in the mountains, and a strong medicinal fragrance suddenly spreads.
Everyone felt relaxed and happy, and their bodies and souls became extremely active.
"Ah Lian."
Shen Hansheng couldn't wait to come over and said softly: "Son, do you know? Our ancestor is actually Tianpeng Zhenjun, so he has extraordinary martial arts. Talent..."
The corner of Shen Lian's mouth twitched, and he noticed that Shen Hansheng was only half a step away from the sixth realm of Yuan Dan.
Ren’s father kept talking about what he had seen and heard recently, and occasionally he could dream of Lord Tianpeng imparting cultivation tips.
It can be seen that the human father and the ghost father get along very well.
Shen Lian originally did not intend for Shen Han to come to Shituoling for seclusion. However, natural and man-made disasters are the main theme of the world of Journey to the West. Even if his father is not exposed to spiritual practice, it is difficult to stay away from demons.
“Old man, have you encountered any trouble in Yanshan in the past six months?”
"Disaster?"
Shen Hansheng hesitated for a few breaths, "There was a plague of locusts north of Yanshan Mountain, but because of the barrier of the mountains, it did not affect Yanshan Mountain."
"Yes."
“It’s strange to say.” Shen Hansheng added with a smile: “Just after the locust plague ended, it was said that a large number of women were pregnant in Liang Town, north of Yanshan Mountain. Some people said that the disaster touched the local spiritual veins.”
< br>Shen Lian frowned slightly, but did not go into details.
There are too many strange things in this world, and many of them are even incomprehensible. There may be a demon with ten thousand years of Taoism involved behind them.
"Ah Lian, take good care of yourself for the next fifty years."
"Old man, you have been in seclusion for fifty years, and I can only stay in the outside world for a quarter of an hour at most."
< br>"That's it."
Shen Hansheng scratched his head, but did not ask about the reason for the different flow rates of time.
"Old man, let me take the first step. Please be patient and retreat. It is estimated that it will take at least ten or twenty years for you to reach the sixth realm of Yuan Dan."
"You underestimate me, old man."
Shen Hansheng was so confident that he wanted to open a new page of the family tree.
Shen Lian turned to Ma Wanhu and said: "Master Ma, please allocate the resources needed for retreat. I will provide you with some life-extending medicinal wine, mainly to suppress the previous injuries."
“Don’t waste it, I know my situation well.”
"Hahaha, it's hard to live, but you can't die either. Being old and not dying is a thief. A mere half hundred can't help me with my life."
Shen Lian did not force, and only respected Ma Wanhu.
Ma Wanhu nodded and quickly asked Su Yu to inform the other monks.
When Shen Lian escaped from the dream, he saw the busy figures of the three demons of Shituoling. They arranged a magic circle around the cave, mainly to prevent Shituoling from falling deeper into the underworld.
The surroundings are still full of yellow sand, and the aura of the Immortal God Platform can be vaguely detected.
Although the demons born through the Immortal Platform are similar in body and soul to their original owners, their intelligence is quite low. In a sense, it can prevent them from losing control.
Shen Lian dodged a few times and found the location of Sha Wujing.
Sha Wujing secretly used taboos, constantly twisting the immortal platform in front of him, and gradually gave birth to an eagle, a lion and two ghosts from the same origin.
Shen Lian did not disturb Sha Wujing, but noticed the instability of the latter's state.
Sha Wujing's Taoism was at its peak for 90,000 years, but in 30,000 years, he transformed into three demons of the Lion and the Camel Ridge, and left a corpse sitting in Liusha River.
Now, with 50,000 years of Taoism, can we really reach Lingshan Mountain in the West safely?
The path of the unparalleled monsters varies greatly every ten thousand years. Sha Wujing obviously cut off his arm, but he doesn’t know what the meaning is.
After a long time.
Sha Wujing calmed down his resentment and said, "Don't worry about it anymore. In the next twenty years, the three ghosts will wake up one after another to guard Shituoling."
"Senior Brother Sha, what are you planning? Time to leave?”
"After a mortal comes out of seclusion, it's almost time to start the journey to the West again. Even if the journey goes smoothly, it will probably take three to four hundred years."
Shen Lian asked curiously: "Brother, don't you think it's still too late? What?"
Sha Wujing looked confused.
"Senior brother, if you are seeking scriptures, you should bring horses with you, right?"
"No horse can withstand the erosion of the Liusha River."
Shen Lian chuckled and said, "Brother, I know that there is a cave with a deep spiritual dragon trapped in it, which can be used to travel around."
Since Sha Wujing deliberately approached the four Buddhist scriptures, the white dragon horse Definitely not less.
Yingchou Stream has not been opened for the time being. If you want to meet the requirements of the White Dragon Horse, you must go to the Sihai Dragon Palace. The problem is that the Dragon Palace is extremely dangerous, and you have to rely on chance to enter and exit the cave.
Shen Lian’s target is the All Saint Dragon Mother in Bibo Pond.
“It works.”
Sha Wujing agreed, and Panchang Mountain began to collapse while the two chatted.
Fifty years can be said to be a blink of an eye.
Immediately afterwards, an endless stream of figures jumped out from Panchang Mountain.
The first person to bear the brunt is Wang Xin, whose cultivation level is close to breaking the pill and becoming a baby, followed by Ye Lan, Zuo Yan and other Qianhu, but unfortunately they have not been promoted to the Eighth Realm of Immortal Movement.
“Huh?”
Shen Lian looked surprised. He didn't expect Zhang Yuanzhen to successfully break through the eight realms of Fugue.
Zhang Yuanzhen has been hesitant to switch to martial arts. Even if he has been in seclusion for fifty years, he has not made up his mind. In the end, he still focuses on internal strength.
There is no need to spend a lot of time switching to another major, but it is a blessing in disguise and goes one step further.
Shen Lian could see the regret in Zhang Yuanzhen's eyes. Only those who have reached the Eight Realms of Fugue in Internal Skills can understand the differences in the Taoism.
The Eight Realms of Divine Movement is the upper limit of internal strength, but it has just begun for immortal magic. Xin Shan and other warriors generally have the cultivation level of the three realms after Yuan Dan.
Shen Hansheng has arrived at Yuan Dan Consummation, but there are obviously a dozen less warriors.
After all, martial arts is still in the stage of exploring and moving forward. The experience provided by Shen Lian may not be consistent with ordinary people, and it is inevitable that warriors will die.
Ma Wanhu walked last.
Shen Lian couldn't help being shocked when he saw Ma Wanhu.
To him, it was just a few words, but Ma Wanhu seemed to have walked through half his life. His body and soul were extremely withered, his back was bowed, and most of the vitality in his body had unconsciously disappeared.
Ma Wanhu is the only one among all the people who has not advanced in cultivation but has retreated.
The breath fell to the seventh realm of Dao Ying.
Su Yu supported Ma Wanhu, who was still smiling.
Zuo Yan asked hurriedly: "Chang Xianchang, do you have any way to extend your life?"
"No need." Ma Wanhu refused: "I am already five hundred years old. I have long been tired of living. There is no need to hold on to death."
When he saw Shen Lian's mouth slightly open, he said with a smile: "I will hand over Jinwu Guard to Zhang Yuanzhen. In the following years, many comrades will set foot in the Eight Realms of Immortality. The future of the Tang Dynasty is promising."
"Master Ma, I will send you back to the capital. "
"Okay, okay."
Shen Lian's mind moved slightly, and the roots of the teleportation tree came out of the soil. Except for Zhang Yuanzhen, all the warriors were sent back to the Yanshan area.
"Senior nephew Huangya."
Buzz...
Huangya Old Elephant roared loudly, and Shen Lian came to his senses and was already in the capital.
For some time after the succession of Emperor Tang, nothing strange could be seen in the capital. People were coming and going in the streets and alleys, celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Ma Wanhu looked in a daze, his eyes showing intoxication.
Zhang Yuanzhen hesitated and said: "Master Ma..."
"Let's go, let them stay alone for a while."
Su Yu lifted up a strand of hair from her temples and led the All the Jinwu Guards went to the government for transfer, and it was inevitable that the entire Jinwu Guards would undergo a major change of blood.
Perhaps if you are immersed in practice, fifty years will only pass by in a blink of an eye.
But everything in Chang'an City does seem a little strange.
Shen Lian accompanied Ma Wanhu to stand on the top of the city wall, watching the bustling Chang'an, with tens of thousands of men, women, and children in full view.
Ma Wanhu looked at it dreamily, mumbling to himself like a twilight old man.
“Sun Erniang’s sesame balls on Shenxi Street are really good. A few steps away is Lao Shen Restaurant’s Zhuyeqing. Hehe, when I first came to Chang’an when I was twenty, I liked the roast chicken on South Anna Street the most…”
He chattered for most of the day, until night fell over the capital.
The candlelight in the streets and alleys suddenly dimmed.
"Shen Lian, will I not be able to see the lights of thousands of families in the capital in the future?"
Shen Lian did not respond, just stretched out his hand and touched the center of his eyebrows.
Opening his eyes vertically, he saw the vision of the eighth-grade lotus platform in the center of his pupils, and he immediately sensed Zhongkui temples scattered everywhere.
There are thirteen newly built Zhongkui temples alone.
Exerting magical powers on fishing.
Shituoling no longer exists, so there is no need to worry too much about fishing magic.
[Two hundred years of fishing for pythons, the experience of the sandalwood cicada after death +0.01%]
[Five hundred years of fishing for the weasel, the experience of the death of the sandalwood cicada +0.03%]
………
The corners of Ma Wanhu's mouth raised as he heard the faint wailing of demons. The two to three hundred thousand demons lurking in the capital had no way of hiding.
Shen Lian had two purposes: devouring demon souls and changing heads for mortals.
There is no Shituoling. Mortals who have been taken away from their homes do not have to worry too much. As long as they do not leave the confines of the capital, they will not cause trouble.
The experience progress of Tan Chan Chan has increased dramatically at a speed visible to the naked eye.
[The rebirth of sandalwood reaches 10%, martial arts points +20]
The lights in the government office were brightly lit, and soon batches of police officers rushed out to temporarily transport the mortals who had experienced the head change. Zhongkui Temple.
Light shines outside the lotus platform, and a statue of Zhong Kui calms the mood of mortals.
A sleepless night.
The rooster crows and the sun rises from the east.
The experience progress of Tanchan in the Past is fixed at 76%. As expected, Tanchan in the Past will be the earliest among the four professions to advance to the sixth level.
"Master Ma, I am sure that Datang will get back on track..."
Before Shen Lian finished speaking, he found that Ma Wanhu beside him was motionless, with a smile on his face and his right hand pointing in the direction of the sunrise.
Ma Wanhu passed away quietly.
Before he died, he deliberately concealed his aura because he did not want to practice to extend his life.
"Senior Ma, as long as I am here, the Tang Dynasty will always be the prosperous Tang Dynasty."
Ma Wanhu loosened his right hand, as if waiting for Shen Lian's promise.
Snap.
The body naturally disappeared into ashes.
"The Supreme Lord's decree, transcend your lonely soul, all ghosts and ghosts, all four lives, those with heads will transcend, those without heads will rise, kill with spears and knives, dive into the water..."
Shen Lian Silently reciting the mantra of rebirth, I bid farewell to Ma San on his last journey.
(End of this chapter)