Chapter 296 The Unprecedented Genius of the Wenbu Department
The sudden action of the Wenbu Nuo Immortal was unexpected by all the monks present, and even Elder Fengjing forgot to stop him for a while.
By the time we reacted, the germs had turned the area within a hundred meters into a barren land.
Elder Fengjing’s expression was astonished, and he couldn’t help but murmured: “Biyun had already preached and started teaching decades ago, why would it cause the Nuo Immortal to instill immortal seeds again? It shouldn’t be.”
"Such a terrifying scale has never been seen before in the Plague Department... no, in the entire Eight Departments. How much does Nuo Immortal admire his talent."
Taoist Qingshan fell to his knees in despair, Taoist Fushan was already looking for a way out.
The entire ecological chain near Shen Lian is undergoing drastic changes.
All kinds of colorful mushrooms grow in the soil, the grass and trees wither and rot, and there are little ghosts floating in the air like will-o'-the-wisps.
The outside is densely packed with germs, and the sky is covered with incomplete Taoist rhyme.
At this moment, the immortal seeds show the power comparable to the Buddhist scriptures, and perhaps only the Nuo immortals who have become demons can display it.
"Chang."
Shen Lian's hair stood on end as he saw the tide of germs so close to him.
He was in a bit of a dilemma.
Escape?
It was indeed in time. Since Shen Lian participated in the Peach Club, he has not canceled the communication with the teleportation tree, and the roots have already wrapped around his ankle.
Even if the land gods are present, it will not affect his escape into the world.
The problem is...
After all, Shen Lian is not the end of Xiaoleiyin Temple. Once the Plague Department notices that an outsider has sneaked into the Eight Departments of Ghost City, it will be difficult to obtain the orthodoxy.
He also didn’t think that the two of them in Fushan could withstand the torture from the Plague Department.
The secrets of the teleportation tree are likely to be exposed. Wouldn't it be better to face the encirclement and suppression of Ghost City Babu and Xiaoleiyin Temple?
"Hey."
"Sometimes being too good can be a trouble."
"Take one step at a time, and then think about fooling Elder Fengjing later."
Shen Lian closed his eyes helplessly, and countless germs came towards him. He communicated with Lotus to abandon the forbidden Hot Shot Immortal Seed in Dantian, and chose to defend Niwan Palace with his martial arts body.
As soon as the Reshe fairy species were freed from their restraints, they immediately multiplied and multiplied wildly.
The temperature of the internal organs rose sharply.
The boiling blood seemed to be cooking the internal organs. If Shen Lian's physical body was not much stronger than usual, his internal organs would have been cooked in just a few breaths.
Shen Lian resisted the thought of running the Immortal Mysterious Art.
Once the physical body is activated, others will definitely see the clues.
He gritted his teeth and wanted to see the purpose of Nuo Immortal of the Wenbu Department. If it was to preach and teach, he would never be forced to die.
Rumble.
The night sweat fairy seed is infused into the body, as if an immortal is caressing the head and conferring immortality.
The Hot Shot Immortal Seed had already begun to spread towards the flesh and bones, but as soon as the Night Sweat Immortal Seed invaded, it immediately lost its armor.
There are also differences among the immortal species. The night sweat immortal species devoured the same kind with devastating force.
“Ah ah ah...”
There was a dense wailing, not from Shen Lian, but from Reshe Immortal Seed.
Like the sizzling sound of a hot knife cutting butter, the heat-shooting fairy completely disappeared in just a moment. As soon as the organs had finished being tortured by high temperature, they began to suffer from the loss of water again.
Fortunately, the fairy seed of addiction is hidden in the disease bag and has not been affected.
The water from the Tianhe River continuously replenishes the needs of the organs, and it actually managed to withstand the first wave.
Shen Lian couldn't help but was stunned, and found that the night sweat immortal seed raging in his body was constantly dying. The corpses of the germs nourished the flesh and bones, causing the body to faintly transform into a fairy species.
At the same time, his longevity is also increasing rapidly.
Every ten breaths, the life span will be increased by a hundred years out of thin air, which is equivalent to the Nuo Immortal using his own immortal seed as nutrients for Shen Lian.
“The Eight Divisions of the Ghost Market originated from the Heavenly Court, why did the inheritance of Taoism evolve so weirdly.”
“The propagation of Taoism actually relies on evil things like Nuo Immortals...”
< br>“That’s not right.”
"Perhaps the Nuo Immortal of the Plague Department is really the stomach of the moral heaven. In heaven thousands of years ago, the Taoist ancestors of the Sanqing Dynasty actually liked to preach and teach." Marumiya's protection.
Some night sweat immortals got into the Niwan Palace before they died, temporarily transformed into Tao Yun, and wrote a skill on the inner wall of the Niwan Palace.
"Night Sweat and Plague Pill Method?"
Although the Night Sweat and Plague Pill Method is only the basic method of the Plague Department and only records the contents of the six realms of Yuan Dan, it is enough as a stepping stone.
"The more breaths you hold on, the longer your life will be."
After Shen Lian memorized the night sweat and plague elixir method, he continued to devote himself to resisting the mission, using the few hundred drops he had saved from the previous body training. The water of the Tianhe River is gradually drying up.
As time goes by, preaching attracts more and more attention.
Normally, the fruit core villain can get started smoothly by insisting on twenty or thirty breaths. As a result, Shen Lian has been practicing for a quarter of an hour now.
As a result, the aura of Nuo Immortal in the Plague Department is becoming dim.
"Still preaching?" Elder Fengjing took a deep breath.
Even myself, facing the baptism of the 80% immortal species of Nuo Immortal, I couldn’t bear it. I would either go crazy, or my body and soul would collapse and die.
Biyun is not only able to withstand it, it even has a tendency to be reborn.
Elder Fengjing can no longer sense the Immortal Seed of Heat Shot. Immortal Nuo seems to have wiped out Biyun’s original Immortal Seed and starts preaching again.
What exactly are the qualifications? Can he be so compatible with the Night Sweat Immortal? ! !
The 20% of the germs allocated to the other villains have completed their mission, and you can see the unconscious Plague monks lying on the stamens. They have just entered the field and only have the strength of the fifth innate realm. No one paid attention to their situation, and the monks stared at Shen Lian closely.
The remaining 20% of the germs then flocked to Shen Lian.
"It is simply unprecedented that the Nuo Immortal of the Wenbu preaches for only one person. Is it possible that the Wenbu has a chance to produce another...righteous god!!!"
The eyes of Elder Fengjing There was a flash of excitement, but soon his face turned pale again.
He looked towards Que.
Li Mingyuan was also extremely excited. He came closer and whispered flatteringly.
The action was like selling an item for sale, but he explained how exaggerated the noise Shen Lian made was unprecedented in the Plague Department.
"Master Que, if he becomes the reincarnation of the Holy Beast of Listening, it will definitely help Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to be born to seize the Lu Zu Temple."
"Amitabha, how can Leiyin Temple seize others ”
Li Mingyuan persuaded him sanctimoniously, "Master Luo Que, think twice. Listening to the reincarnation of the holy beast involves Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva after all."
Luo Que's expression was subtle.
Then his body leaned forward slightly, his neck made a clicking sound, and a long khaki dog tail was exposed from the cassock.
"Yes, it is indeed the best reincarnation of the Holy Beast of Listening."
But it is difficult to hide the nature of the monster, and its mouth is full of sharp teeth.
"Li Mingyuan!!!"
Elder Fengjing's eyes widened, and he could no longer hold back his murderous intent.
Li Mingyuan smiled and stopped talking. He did not belong to a Taoist academy, and Elder Fengjing was not qualified to kill his disciples wantonly.
The resigned dog retracted his tail back into his cassock, clasped his hands together and sighed: "Amitabha, Elder Fengjing, don't forget the instructions given to you by the God of Wenbu."
"We at Leiyin Temple only need If you can't do it alone, the other seven should be happy to share the immortal fate of Lu Zuguan."
"You..."
Elder Fengjing's mouth was slightly open, and veins popped out on his forehead.
“Amitabha, being able to become the reincarnation of the holy beast Tingting is also a noble act.”
Elder Fengjing changed the subject, “Then why didn’t you let Tingting seize the reincarnation?”
“Hee hee hee.”
He ended up lying on all fours and put his head into the cassock. Blood-red pupils flashed on the dark collar, and the smell of a monster filled the air.
"Elder Fengjing, you...how do you know that I have not...become a reincarnation?"
Elder Fengjing can feel that he is only half a step away from the land gods, and the refined medium Practicing Buddhism can resist pathogenic bacteria and immortal seeds.
If it’s a fight to the death, there’s no guarantee who will survive to the end.
Besides...
Elder Fengjing reluctantly restrained his immortality, thinking of the pressure from the righteous god of the Wenbu. The cooperation between the Wenbu and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was indeed beyond the control of a small outer sect elder like him.
After that, he nodded and said: "Amitabha, Elder Fengjing is joking with me. Don't worry, the Lord of the Ministry of Plague will not be informed of this matter."
Elder Fengjing felt deeply depressed. Qu, turn your head away and don’t reply.
Boom.
The preaching came to an end, and the area covered by the ghost realm slowly decreased.
The germs became fainter, and Shen Lian's figure loomed, and he was already over two meters tall unconsciously, accompanied by a terrifying vision.
The blood of the underworld, the spirit root and bones, the leak-free body, the three flowers gathering at the top, the five qi rising to the vitality...
No matter who you are, you can say that you can look forward to the land gods.
The monks seemed unbelievable, because they saw the weakness of Nuo Immortal of the Plague Department. The demon who had practiced Taoism for ten thousand years was actually about to be drained dry?
The two people in Fushan have another view.
Shen Lian didn't even eat the Wenbu Nuo Immortal by the way. It seemed that he was really not hungry.
After reciting the scriptures with satisfaction, I just waited for the smooth birth of the Holy Beast.
Not only can he be commended by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, but even the Holy Beast of Listening can also be bestowed with a more pure Bloodline of Listening.
"Finish me, master." Li Mingyuan breathed rapidly, unable to hold back his greed.
Lao Que responded with a smile: "Donor Li Mingyuan, my Buddha will never forget you. Even if you want to worship Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, I, the Buddha, will personally take refuge in you and achieve fruition."< br>
"Okay, thank Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva for me, no, no, no, thank me Buddha."
After receiving Que's promise, Li Mingyuan returned to the crowd of monks from the Plague Department.
Shen Lian's various performances made Elder Fengjing feel that he was born at the wrong time.
“Since the loss of contact with Heaven, among the eight tribes, only the number of righteous gods of the Plague Division has never increased, and the immortal species of the Plague Division are also the most unstable.”
“It’s not easy to find one. The seed of the righteous god of the plague tribe will become a stepping stone for Buddhism.”
Elder Fengjing no longer paid attention to preaching. He hunched his back and walked towards the new disciples, dividing them into the various branches of Night Khan Taoist Temple.
All the monks were busy with their own affairs, only Yao was waiting for Shen Lian to wake up.
Taoist Qingshan broke into a cold sweat when he saw this.
“You want the Lord of Listening to become the reincarnation of the Holy Beast of Listening, then who will tell me what the crow is above my head now?”
Qingshan Taoist looked up and saw the branches. In the depths stood a crow.
He had witnessed the myna with his own eyes, so he could detect the guardian ghosts and gods by chance, and the current situation was developing in a weird and inexplicable way.
The myna gloated and shook its head, now it was its turn to eat the melon.
(End of this chapter)