Chapter 291 The Immortal Technique of the Ministry of Plague
Shen Lian also did not expect that Heng Lian's six transformations would come so naturally, and he could feel the Immortal Mysterious Art baptizing his flesh and bones.
Since the image of the dragon body was stripped away, Heng Lian's rebirth was simply the sublimation of his physical body.
Perhaps the appearance will not change significantly, but the size of Shen Lian's body will definitely increase dramatically. As Heng Lian continues to sublimate, in the future, it is likely to be like the heaven and earth in Journey to the West.
A whirlpool rose in the Fruit Core Dojo, and corpse energy poured into Shen Lian's body.
The old monk looked at the flat peach and smelled the faint medicinal fragrance. He just thought that Shen Lian's knowledge and interest no longer affected the growth of the flat peach.
"Hey hey hey, it won't take long to harvest a high-quality flat peach."
He was about to turn around and return to the temple when he suddenly noticed something was wrong from the corner of his eye. Some of the branches and leaves of the flat peach tree were actually stained with stains. A little bit yellow.
“That’s not right!!!”
The old monk’s face was solemn, and a dozen pairs of arms dug up the surrounding soil.
The corpses that were previously buried in the ground are now only bones. The peach trees are frantically absorbing nutrients, but they are still unable to maintain balance.
"Little baby, I'm afraid you want the poor monk to die."
"How can the poor monk die? The poor monk wants to exchange a chance with you and the Plague Immortal."< br>
The old monk's facial features were distorted, and then he threw the corpses one by one into the hole next to the peach tree, finally stopping the withering of the branches and leaves.
The cost is that the fertilizer requirement is more than ten times the original amount.
Seven days later.
The old monk's hair was disheveled, his previously replaced organs were aging little by little, and he was becoming restless and neurotic.
There is nothing in the courtyard, and the corpses are used for fertilization.
What’s the result?
That damn flat peach barely grew at all, like a bottomless pit swallowing up all the nutrients, which made the old monk doubt his life for a while.
Finally, the old monk threw his own hands and feet into the pit.
He was like a gambler who had lost his money. He stood in front of the temple and looked into the deep mountains and old forests, as if waiting for the plague fairy he talked about to come to his door.
I don’t know how long it has been.
There is an escaping light on the horizon from far to near, and dark clouds are rushing towards the temple.
Seeing this, the old monk let out a breath of relief, lifted up the hair on the back of his head and swept it over the peach trees. The greed in his eyes could not be suppressed.
Immediately afterwards.
An ugly Taoist priest jumped down from the clouds.
Shen Lian's six transformations of Henglian were coming to an end, but that didn't stop him from paying attention to the outside world, and he immediately noticed the strange appearance of the visitor.
The appearance and characteristics are very consistent with the Plague monk mentioned by Zuo Yan.
Long cinnabar hair, wearing a lotus crown, a face as gray as a copper coin, a huge mouth with fangs, and long and narrow arms hanging directly to the ground.
"The aura of the soul is different. It is not the monk who tested Yanliang Town before."
"The realm is the seventh realm of Daoying?"
"Is it impossible?"
Shen Lian frowned slightly. The Plague Cultivator was a big step behind him, but the threat he posed was greater than that of the ten-thousand-year-old demon.
It's not that it's powerful, but... it's dangerous.
The old monk greeted the monks from the Plague Department diligently, even though the ten thousand-year demon should be able to control the Dao Ying Seventh Realm at will, "This little land is here to welcome the Emperor Huang Zengtian, the Immortal of the Plague Department."
Shen Lian was surprised. It seemed that Ghost City Babu does maintain the rules of heaven.
The upper realm where Heaven is located is divided into thirty-six heavens, which are equivalent to layers of worlds, and Emperor Huang Zengtian is at the bottom.
The Eight Departments of Ghost City brought the theory of the Thirty-Six Heavens to the Cave Mansion, obviously claiming to be the orthodoxy of Heaven.
The old monk lowered his eyebrows and thought deeply, "This is the first time I have seen an immortal in this small land, but I don't know his name."
"The Immortal Ruizhu has ascended to become the Nuo Immortal of the Wenbu tribe, and has arrived at the land of immortals. For the next thousands of years, I, Biyun, will govern the peach garden in the northwest. If you have anything to say about the land, you may as well speak up."
Biyun She spoke in a clear female voice, which was in great contrast to her ugly appearance. She closed her mouth and nose while speaking to prevent her breath from escaping.
Shen Lian suspected that the monks from the Plague Department all looked the same. Zuo Yan mentioned that the wind and cold spewed out from the mouths of the Taoist priests, and it is possible that their heads had become virus containers.
No wonder it feels dangerous, it’s like a humanoid self-propelled virus petri dish.
“Returning to the Wenxian, I had a batch of blood food in the little land of the Immortal Ruizhu. Recently, the nutrients of the flat peach trees are no longer enough. Can you give me some blood food...”
After the old monk saw the Plague Immortal being replaced, he was obviously hiding Shen Lian's presence, and his body was full of resentment, blocking the entrance and exit of the courtyard.
"The land, how dare you touch the flat peaches that are offered as tribute?"
Biyun grinned, then hit his forehead hard, and hot warm wind spurted out of his mouth and nose.
The old monk's skin was hot, blood flowed from his facial features, and his internal organs were like boiling water. The temperature surged, and his flesh, flesh and bones dissolved.
Just when he wanted to drive away the disease, iron chains came out of the soil and penetrated his limbs.
The money-redeeming ghost is still the money-redeeming ghost. Even if he has practiced Taoism for more than ten thousand years, even if he has reached the eleventh floor of the ghost market, he still cannot stand up.
"Exalted Immortal! Superior Immortal!! Take away your magical power, Xiao Tu Tu knows that he is wrong!!"
"Yes...it is Xiao Di Tu Tu who is responsible for the flat peach tree growing a superior flat peach, I was greedy for a moment, so I didn’t tell the Plague Immortal.”
Biyun snorted and took back the disease attached to the old monk.
Shen Lian could see that the disease caused by Biyun was heat stroke, that is, heatstroke, and that the plague department's technique did have merit.
Of course, it is also very dangerous. Biyun himself is very careful when performing it.
“Having said that, can I integrate the inheritance of the Plague Department into martial arts?”
“They use diseases to perform secret techniques. Diseases are not traditional practice methods. There is a certain feeling. Compatibility.”
While Shen Lian was thinking, Heng Lian’s six transformations ended one after another. He maintained his normal state, but could notice that the size of Henglian's giant body had grown to at least ten meters, like a small mountain.
"Huh?"
Biyun noticed the flat peach on the top of the tree at a glance.
Even though 90% of the nutrients were absorbed by Shen Lian, Pantao still benefited a lot. The fruit was already the size of a fist, and the medicinal fragrance could be smelled within ten meters.
Biyun's face was full of enthusiasm, and her body temperature rose inadvertently.
"Land! Look at this fruit for me, and I will come and get it after a while."
She licked her lips and murmured with rapid breathing: "Zhengchou doesn't know how to participate in the auction of the Eight Flat Peach Club. If you have a top-grade flat peach, you are eligible to enter and leave the Flat Peach Club."
Shen Lian has heard about deep-seated ghosts. There is a special auction in the city, and ordinary disciples of the cave may not be able to qualify.
According to the strict rules of the ghost market which advocates trading mainly, the flat peach will be a big opportunity.
"Save me, Fairy Plague. The little land will do its best to take care of you."
The old monk was skinny and bones. Due to the devastation of heat stroke, all the transplanted organs were necrotic, as if a Lying on the ground like mud, crawling.
"Land, if you can't do it, there will be many wealth redemption ghosts on the tenth floor of the ghost city who want to ascend. They are vying to become land."
"Little Land knows."
Bi Yun took out a strange sarcoma-shaped token and pinched it.
Not long after, a carriage drove towards the temple.
More than a dozen ten-thousand-year-old wealth redemption ghosts are responsible for pulling the cart, which shows that the fake heaven is rich and powerful, and must have a special method. In addition, it is backed by a ghost market, and its energy source continues to produce ten-thousand-year ghosts.
The carriage stopped, and ten to twenty thousand corpses were dumped out of the carriage, all from Roshan.
"Thank you, Immortal Plague!!!"
The old monk hurriedly moved the corpse and replaced the limbs and organs.
With the new organs, Tao Xing, who was always collapsing, stabilized, and then he non-stop added fertilizer to the flat peach fruit.
At this moment.
Biyun coughed violently for no apparent reason. Countless blood vessels burst out on the surface of his skin, and incomplete lines loomed between his eyebrows.
Poof.
The blood vessels are broken and a peach tree is built behind it.
Biyun hurriedly came to the temple and kowtowed to the statue of Sanqing, and then the signs of his body and soul going crazy stopped abruptly.
Shen Lian realized that Biyun had not fully grasped the disease in his body, which caused the disease to backfire.
"I'm afraid there is no normal person in the eight tribes of the ghost market."
"But..."
Shen Lian narrowed his eyes, always feeling that the way the monks of the Plague Division control diseases is very similar to the Bodhi Patriarch By creating their own scriptures, are they using diseases to become immortals on land?
Whether it involves Datang or not, it is indeed necessary to explore one or two things.
Also, what is the [Nuo Immortal] that Biyun mentioned?
"This fruit not only has the potential to be a top-grade fruit, but also has the potential to be transformed into a strange fruit."
"Land, you will take strict care of it from now on."
Biyun has more palms. A jade bottle contains a drop of colorful fungi.
"Go."
The bacterial mass fell on the flat peach, and the countless germs contained in it got into the fruit core dojo. Shen Lian cursed several times when he saw this, but did not act rashly to expose it. The lotus platform protects the body and soul.
Biyun fled and disappeared, leaving only the old monk with a face filled with resentment.
Shen Lian observed the germs closely and found that they were somewhat similar to mayflies.
The Tao character that Patriarch Bodhi was about to condense was also in the shape of a mayfly, but the germ had almost no spirituality, like a poor imitation.
The Fruit Core Dojo has been reduced to a petri dish, with all kinds of germs devouring each other and changing the medicinal properties of the peaches. Soon, only one kind of germ will survive.
“In fact, you can try to create a martial art for refining germs. It doesn’t matter if it’s a little rough, and it can be completed later through the inheritance of the Plague Department.”
Shen Lian has read countless martial arts books, and his understanding has greatly increased one after another. He can definitely give it a try.
“That’s right.”
Shen Lian’s soul swept through the ghost gourd.
Speaking of diseases, he suddenly remembered the Guanyin willow leaves he had obtained earlier, and the elixirs they contained had already been thrown into the ghost gourd to make wine.
【Guanyin Willow Leaves】
[Refined by Guanyin Bodhisattva, after taking it, it can eliminate all diseases in the world, and the most special diseases in the world can be derived from the body. It is an excellent spiritual material for refining treasures. 】
The medicinal wine is called [Severe Disease Wine], and its effect is similar to that of Guanyin and Willow Leaf.
【Serious Disease Wine】
【Brewed from ghost gourd, after taking it, the body will develop special diseases that adapt to itself, and there is a certain probability that it will backfire. 】
Shen Lian is not worried about overturning. None of the germs released by Biyun have undergone acquired sacrifices. With the lotus platform sitting on the body and soul, it is not a big problem.
He drank all his illness wine.
The power of the medicine rises in the intestines and stomach, turning into tiny germs and flowing throughout the body along the blood vessels.
The germs were preparing to invade Niwan Palace at first, but the lotus platform flashed with light and stopped crossing.
Shen Lian did not feel that the germs were a threat, so he gradually restrained his strength and guided the germs in the Fruit Core Dojo to survive and eliminate the fittest in the body.
The old monk approached the peach tree and looked at Shen Lian in surprise. He had never seen a villain take the initiative to devour the plague fairy seeds.
(End of this chapter)