Chapter 290 Sanqing, Transcendence or Monster
After Shen Lian went to the deep ghost market, he only felt that his five senses became blurred.
When he opened his eyes, he was already in a closed space. To be precise, it was an airtight and strange dojo.
The martial arts golden body in the body is faintly suppressed, and it is difficult for the body and soul to perform.
Shen Lian immediately communicated with the Teleportation Tree, and then a root stretched out from the gap between the wall bricks, suppressing the fear in his heart.
He looked around.
The decorations in the dojo are very simple, with a Sanqing spiritual platform and a few futons.
The statues of Sanqing are four to five meters high. They are all painted with facial features. It can be easily distinguished that they are the three highest Taoist ancestors of the Taoist sect.
The Yuanshi Heavenly Lord is in the middle, the Moral Heavenly Lord is on the left, and the Lingbao Heavenly Lord is on the right.
Shen Lian glanced at the statue of Sanqing solemnly, then opened his eyes vertically on his forehead, and couldn't help but find that the statue of Sanqing had become blurry.
"It seems that I am sealed in the space, and the dojo is just an illusion that confuses my consciousness."
"Did I fall into the hands of the Eight Departments of the ghost market once I entered the deep ghost market?"
Shen Lian held the bone blade at his waist, and the corpse demon scabbard shone with a purple light. The scabbard was a magical weapon that had just been promoted not long ago. Even if it is not taken out of the scabbard, it can control the corpse poison sword energy outside the scabbard.
When he looked out the window, he realized that he was inside the fruit core.
The outside world is a dilapidated courtyard, with messy fruits and vegetables piled up, and an old monk murmuring nervously around the peach tree.
The most important thing is that everything in the courtyard is magnified hundreds of times.
The old monk approached Pantao where Shen Lian was, his bloodshot eyes revealed naked greed, and his breathing made the windows open and close.
"The little doll inside has at least six thousand years of life. The poor monk is reluctant to eat it."
Shen Lian sneered, becoming more and more sure that the end of the ghost market is the heaven. The old monk seemed The eleventh-floor ghost market specializes in growing flat peaches.
There is also a little man in the other flat peaches, kneeling down and worshiping the statue of Sanqing in horror.
"It's so fierce!!!"
"The poor monk put more effort into raising it, it must be a high-quality flat peach!!!"
After saying that, the old monk turned around and left with satisfaction. , and then picked through the fruits and vegetables in the courtyard.
Shen Lian stretched out his hand and touched the center of his eyebrows, and raised his eyes with the blessing of his soul.
The vision of three flowers gathering at the top and five qi heading towards the yuan surrounds the whole body.
"Quack, quack, quack."
The old monk had his back to the peach tree, but he stretched out his hand to lift the hair on the back of his head, revealing his extra pupils. He had obviously been paying attention to Shen Lian.
“Three flowers gather at the top to return to the root, and the five qi are clear towards the origin!!”
“It’s so outstanding!!”
The old monk kept moving excitedly, Then he removed his right arm and rummaged through the fruits and vegetables, hoping to graft a new arm on.
It can be seen that the flesh, flesh and bones have become dry and black, and there are traces of sewing on the joints.
Shen Lian ignored the old monk's threat, and the scene he saw changed drastically.
The old monk's figure began to elongate and twist, and soon his true appearance came into view. His exposed skin was full of ravines and was inlaid with copper coins.
He turned out to be a ten thousand year old money redeemer wearing a cassock.
The fruits and vegetables in the courtyard were like thousands of corpses, with their body parts and fragments piled up on top of each other, attracting an overwhelming amount of flies.
Because of the deep ghost market, the lifespan of a fly is only half a day.
So flies will continue to repeat the process of laying eggs and dying, forming an alternative ecosystem, gradually breeding horrific plagues.
Shen Lian noticed that the surface of the corpse was stained with bits of rock debris.
And the corpses look exactly the same.
“It turns out that the dozens of meat mountains created by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva were for this purpose.”
According to the clues witnessed by the miners, the corpses in the Roshan Mountain all have the same appearance, just like the tens of millions of puppets mass-produced by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
Obviously, Roshan is the fertilizer needed to grow peach trees.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and the ghost market have formed a trading chain. I don’t know what the purpose of planting flat peaches is, and there must be more than one ruined temple where flat peach trees are planted in the eleventh floor ghost market.
The old monk replaced his limbs and organs, and his body became younger and younger.
Shen Lian reached out to touch the core of the fruit and secretly showed his insight.
[Ghost flat peach identification completed, Ksitigarbha Yama experience +0.18%]
[Ghost flat peach]
[Greed from the ghost flat peach tree, it requires a large amount of corpses as nutrients, and lasts for a long time Only by watering the three souls and seven souls can we have a certain chance of giving birth to a heavenly, human and Taoist child. Remember, a heavenly, human and Taoist child cannot practice Buddhism! ! ! 】
"Heavenly Man and Taoist Boy? It should refer to the little man with a core."
"It seems that not only ginseng fruit trees, but also peach trees are no exception."
Of course, the flat peach tree that accommodates Shen Lian is definitely not the main plant, and is even far inferior to the worst quality tree in the flat peach orchard.
There is a high probability that it was cultivated by the branches stolen from the peach orchard by Ghost City Habu.
But if you take a look at it, you will know the whole thing. Pantaoyuan has definitely become a demon's lair.
Shen Lian has no intention of leaving the Fruit Core Dojo. Since he can leave the deep ghost market at any time, he wants to be safe in the Fruit Core.
He can completely observe the taboos of the deep ghost market through the Fruit Core Dojo.
The life span consumed every day is not within the scope of Shen Lian's consideration at all.
When you come to this world, the possibility of dying old is almost zero. There is actually not much difference between a life span of six thousand years and a life span of six hundred years.
Besides, there are definitely ways to extend your life in the deep ghost market.
With a thought in Shen Lian's mind, the roots quietly wrapped around his waist. Unlike the previous times when he entered and exited the cave, the teleportation tree was attached to the flat peach tree.
Little did he know that when he first set foot on the third floor of the ghost market, the banyan tree had already quietly taken root in the ghost market. It was only after he was promoted to the sixth level that the roots spread to the eleventh floor. "Ahhh!"
The old monk let out a sharp wail, and from the corner of his eye, he saw that Shen Lian's flat peach became sluggish, and his resentment was swallowed up by his wise eyes.
"No, the poor monk will never let the middle-grade peach die prematurely!!!"
The old monk has transplanted more than a dozen pairs of arms, and his spider-like body is crawling crazily towards the peach tree with a ferocious expression. Half hanging among the branches of a tree.
Shen Lian is as if he is facing a powerful enemy, his golden body of martial arts shimmering.
Although the strength in the deep ghost city is severely limited, as long as the wisdom eye is not affected, the ten thousand year ghost is capable of fighting.
The old monk pressed his face against the peach, his forehead covered with beads of sweat.
He grabbed a branch, skillfully cut off the top with his nails, and then grafted it to the flat peach where Shen Lian was, so that the nutrients provided skyrocketed.
Then the corpse was moved to the roots of the peach tree.
“Huh?”
Shen Lian had a strange expression, and suddenly the fruit core dojo was filled with a faint corpse aura. Yes, it was the same corpse aura as the Wuzhuang Guan Ginseng Fruit Tree.
The corpse air penetrates into the mouth and nose, nourishing the flesh and bones.
Shen Lian activated the Immortal Xuan Gong, and corpse energy poured into his body continuously.
"It's definitely not a coincidence. The two innate spiritual roots suffered similar experiences, and they may have become the fourth corpse chopped off by some immortal god."
"The Queen Mother, or the Jade Emperor? ”
Without hesitation, Shen Lian continued to use his wisdom to squeeze the peaches.
[Ksitigarbha Yama reaches 70.01%, martial arts points +20]
“Strange thing, the poor monk has been growing flat peaches for who knows how many years, and this is the first time he has encountered insufficient nutrients, no, no, no, It is definitely a sign that the mid-to-high-grade flat peach is about to be born, absolutely!”
The roar of incompetence and rage echoed outside the fruit core dojo. The old monk tried his best to get closer to the fruit core dojo, but he couldn’t find the reason why the flat peach was sluggish.
Grafting the peach fruits one by one, he laboriously dug up the soil at the bottom of the tree and piled all the corpses among the wriggling roots.
The corpse aura in the Fruit Core Dojo is getting stronger and stronger.
The efficiency of Shen Lian's tempering of his body became more and more intense. If his lifespan hadn't been consumed too quickly, he would have felt that the deep ghost market was still a blessed place.
The corpse aura was so strong that it obscured his vision, so he stopped identifying it.
In this way, the old monk could not see clearly the fruit stone dojo. He just kept mumbling and checking the peaches every now and then.
Shen Lian was delighted to see that corpse qi can boost qi and blood, and its disguise can also promote cultivation, and he was immediately immersed in the circulation of the universe.
As night falls in the ghost market, the corpse energy in the Guohe Dojo begins to surge.
Shen Lian opened his eyes, with goose bumps all over his body. The moonlight outside the window spilled into the dojo, and it happened to shine on the Sanqing statue.
He turned his back to the Sanqing statue and saw the shadow on the ground lengthening.
Sanqing also reveals inhuman characteristics.
The neck of Yuanshi Tianzun is extended, the Lingbao Tianzun stretches out countless arms, the moral Tianzun's ribs are open, and the internal organs are singing...
Shen Lian's martial arts golden body was like a solid stone, weighing him down so much that he couldn't breathe.
Crack, click, click.
His spine was overwhelmed, as if a huge force was pulling on his neck, his ribs were slightly numb, and his internal organs were ready to move.
Just as the bone blade was about to be unsheathed, Shen Lian suddenly turned around and looked directly at the statue of Sanqing.
The statue of Sanqing is still calm. The strangeness that appeared before seems to be just an illusion, but there is a smile on the corner of its mouth.
"It's so weird. The statue of Sanqing is just an illusion, and it actually carries such a taboo."
No wonder there are no temples of Sanqing in the world.
At this moment.
Bang.
The window opened, and huge pupils squeezed into the fruit core dojo.
The old monk gritted his teeth, his sanity on the verge of madness, "Little baby, this poor monk has long seen that you are extremely intelligent and have some reservations about the wisdom of your previous life. You have always been the one causing trouble!!"
"If I can't. Stay peacefully in Pantao Hall, the poor monk will drive you to death!”
“Little baby, do you understand?”
Shen Lian ignored the old monk and sat cross-legged on the futon. Look at the Sanqing statue to avoid accidentally repeating the taboos of Sanqing.
In just a few breaths, his physical body has been seriously injured.
After repeating it several times, the old monk left the peach tree in a nonchalant manner, "The little baby is very fierce, and he is a top-grade peach material."
"Hehehe."
"When the plague fairy comes, , No matter how fierce the little kid is, he still has to be convinced.”
The other villains looked at him with admiration.
Shen Lian thoughtfully took out the Wanhu Token, sensed the Jinwu Guards in the shallow ghost market, and used them to distinguish the difference in time flow rate.
"More than half a day has passed in the eleventh-floor ghost market. It seems that the world has only been around for a moment. The time left to me must be enough."
"Plague Fairy? I want to see what kind of medicine you sell in your gourd. . ”
Shen Lian opened his mouth and swallowed, as if substantial corpse energy poured into his stomach, and then, the opportunity for Heng Lian’s sixth transformation appeared for a long time.
He previously retreated in the underground river and synthesized several martial arts.
I always feel like I am only half a step away from being completely transformed.
Unexpectedly, the only difference was that he was in an environment with abundant corpse energy.
(End of this chapter)