Chapter 316: Give them a little shock (two-in-one)
Shen Lian’s soul left the body and stayed three inches above his head.
He could feel that a total of 230,000 warriors were practicing with him as the center.
As the preaching and teaching became more and more intense, the number of warriors continued to increase, and even half-year-old babies quietly entered the four realms of foundation building.
If any demon witnessed this scene, he would definitely be immersed in the sweet smell of blood.
Swallowing all the blood food will probably increase your Taoism for thousands of years, and it all depends on the protection of the banyan tree. Otherwise, the Yanshan area would have long been reduced to a hell on earth.
The banyan tree seems to be able to sense the expectations of the people.
Buzz.
The leaves and branches are swaying in the wind, and bits of golden light are scattered, just like countless fireflies dyeing the banyan tree into golden material.
Unknowingly, the ten-grade lotus platform wrapped Shen Lian's soul and merged into the banyan tree.
The true realm of martial arts is attached with roots that extend for thousands of miles, and the soul seems to be transformed into a banyan tree, sensing the body and soul status of all warriors within the range.
"Martial arts in the world...I am the ancestor!!"
Shen Lian muttered to himself, and the golden body of martial arts jumped out of the lower dantian.
The aura of the golden body of martial arts is awe-inspiring, teaching many warriors subtly, and the golden light falls on the brows of each warrior.
They were half asleep and half awake, and their understanding of martial arts improved by leaps and bounds.
Some people are already using the golden body visualization catalog to innovate and create a unique and alternative martial arts school. Martial arts is like a banyan tree, which has spread its branches and leaves over thousands of years in the blink of an eye.
As the source of martial arts, Shen Lian can clearly feel each branch.
Wang Zhuang Zhuang alone has spawned more than a dozen martial arts schools, including the gentle [Shui Jing Zhuang] and the continuous [Tide Wave Zhuang]...
I have to say, Even the martial arts learned by mortals contained unique features, and Shen Lian read through them eagerly.
The Golden Body of Martial Arts points one finger to the sky and the other to the ground.
As Shen Lian digested his insights, the longevity pile was immediately perfected to a certain extent.
"Every success brings glory to everyone, and every loss brings loss to everyone."
"Martial arts is the inheritance of sparks. As a martial ancestor, you can be denied by those who come after you."
Don't look at individuals as better than nothing. , but together they are enough to accumulate sand and form a tower, and the force of the circulation becomes more and more subtle.
Shen Lian understood that preserving the Tang Dynasty was already a shortcut to his own cultivation.
If the Tang Dynasty falls, although martial arts will not stagnate, it will be almost impossible for the longevity stake to climb nine transformations.
“Therefore, it is necessary for the Tang Dynasty to rely on Xiaoleiyin Temple to establish its power and tell all the cave forces that ordinary people should not be underestimated.”
Shen Lian’s expression was solemn, Xiaoleiyin Temple The invisible pressure suffocated him.
Even if he is promoted to a land god, he has no confidence in dealing with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, let alone the Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor. The birth of Xiaoleiyin Temple is a big disaster.
“Let’s do it step by step, first set foot on the land of gods, and improve your career as much as possible, otherwise you won’t even be qualified to face Xiaoleiyin Temple.”
Shen Lian took back the martial arts golden body, and could clearly feel that the golden body had become solid, and the Taoist patterns on the body seemed to be lifelike.
The realm is still the eight realms of perfection, but the Taoist foundation is getting stronger.
Shen Lian opened his eyes, and the charm in his pupils had not faded.
The sky was dim at this time.
After the Golden Body of Martial Arts disappeared, people in the Yanshan area gradually woke up. There were sounds of buildings collapsing everywhere in the city. This was caused by the sudden increase in power that could not be controlled.
The people looked at the sky eagerly, and the rising sun looked extremely dazzling.
They can't believe the progress of their own cultivation. Even if their qualifications are stupid, they at least use the True Domain of Martial Arts to improve to a small level.
“When one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.”
The father’s manic laughter came from the lobby next door.
Shen Hansheng has already entered the Seventh Realm of Dao Ying, and he can be considered a strong man if you look at the Tang Dynasty, even though he is running around for the pawn shop all day long.
Bai Haibo also came to Yuandan Consummation, but it all depended on his long longevity.
In terms of qualifications, Bai Haibo's flattery is not as good as Shen Hansheng, who received enlightenment from his ghost father.
Shen Lian raised his eyebrows and noticed that the most outstanding person in the Tide Martial Arts School was Li Huan. After solving the physical problem, Daoying is now expected.
None of them can compare to Zuo Yan, who takes special care of him.
“Hahaha, I have been practicing cultivation in Zuoyan for three hundred years. Today, I rely on the immortal master to caress my head and grant me immortality, and I have set foot in the eight realms of spiritual travel!”
"The Tang Dynasty is prosperous, and there is one more martial artist among the ten thousand households!"
Lao Zuo Yan burst into tears, and the intense strength soared into the sky.
A lifelike golden body of a giant beast is revealed behind the back, indicating that he has completely broken away from the framework of internal strength and found his own path.
Zhu Yihong and the others also took the opportunity to practice martial arts.
Although the Taoist inheritance of the alchemists can be promoted to land gods, they would rather follow Shen Lian to practice martial arts and not be restricted by the cave.
"Master Zhong Kui, I bow to my disciple Zuo Yan."
The streets and alleys are full of warriors performing the bowing ceremony.
Taoist inheritance should be kept secret, and martial arts still points directly to becoming an immortal. Shen Lian's actions are undoubtedly a great blessing.
Theoretically speaking, people in Yanshan can consider themselves to be Zhong Kui's disciples.
Shen Lian smiled and said nothing, looking at the prosperous scene of Yanliang Town.
He suspected that after thousands of years martial arts would develop completely different methods of practice, and the forms of martial arts might become all kinds of strange.
After all, the longevity pile is open to all rivers.
I have integrated demon inner strength, Taoist inner alchemy, and alien skills into martial arts.
In the process of martial arts blossoming, it is inevitable that they will realize the martial arts from the source. Perhaps the Taoist and Buddhist sects that were submerged in the calamities of heaven and earth in ancient times will reappear in later generations in an alternative way.
Shen Lian couldn't help but think about the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty, but he also knew that the journey would be extremely difficult.
In a world where demons are rampant, Datang, which is dominated by martial arts, is so out of place that it is not an exaggeration to describe it as "an elixir with spiritual intelligence".
Blood food is still blood food even after becoming an immortal and attaining enlightenment, it just becomes more delicious.
“We will get over the difficulties of Xiaoleiyin Temple first.”
The teaching of teachings has ended, but Shen Lian is not in a hurry to take back the True Martial Arts Domain. He just lets the breath of the True Martial Arts Domain spread around. Spread out.
After the Immortal Seed has been integrated into the true realm of martial arts, its control is no longer what it used to be.
Shen Lian calmed down for a night and watched the moon set and the sun rise.
When the sun rises, October 15th is the day when the gates of hell are wide open. Tonight is also the first confrontation between Datang and Xiaoleiyin Temple.
Shen Lian noticed that the informants of various cave forces had already arrived in Yanliang Town.
On the one hand, I want to find out the reality of Lu Zuguan, on the other hand, because it involves Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, I have to pay attention to it.
The alchemists secretly watched the teachings and teachings, each with different thoughts.
Shen Lian thought of the nickname Lu Zuguan in the Yanshan area and couldn't help laughing: "Jie Jie Jie, after tonight, I'm afraid in the eyes of outsiders, the entire Tang Dynasty belongs to Lu Zuguan."
"Come on, come on. Well, the rise of the Tang Dynasty is inevitable.”
“Kill some, win over others, and scare others to death.”
“How will you witness the rise of martial arts if you are not here?” >
Shen Lian ignored the small actions of various forces and continued to maintain the true realm of martial arts with his eyes closed.
………
Outside Yanliang Town.
The old man with the head of a tiger sank directly into the city gate. Because there was a magic weapon to restrain his breath, the people who were constantly flowing in did not notice anything strange.
“Hey.”
The old Taoist let out a long sigh, and uneasily took out the copper plate to calculate the fortune.
"Jiaxu month, Renzi day, fierce gods should be avoided, and everything should not be done."
"If it weren't for the great immortal Huli who asked me to come to Lu Zu Temple, why would I bother to wade in the muddy water?"
Pretend to be an old Taoist. As a fortune teller, he no longer seemed obtrusive in a few steps, and even pretended to be a warrior with a weak strength.
“Any time Shen Lian is involved, there will be disaster.”
Tiger Head Taoist is the [Qingshan Taoist] whom Shen Lian is familiar with.
After saying goodbye to Pantao, Brother Qingshan and Fushan hurriedly returned to Chechi Country, not daring to stay too long in the deep ghost market.
In fact, they did not gain anything from the Peach Club, but it was completely based on danger. If they missed a few, they would die.
Qingshan had to admit that he was afraid of Shen Lian from the bottom of his heart.
Perhaps because Shen Lian is a living immortal Buddha, his behavior seems unscrupulous, even in the face of the Eight Divisions of the Ghost Market with profound background.
Qingshan witnessed Shen Lian killing the monks from the Plague Department without hesitation and sneaking into the Peach Society.
Then he showed his prowess and accepted the baptism of Nuo Immortal, and finally received the orthodoxy inheritance of the Plague Department.
How dare normal people be so unafraid?
Qingshan swallowed his saliva and did not tell the story to Immortal Huli after returning to Chechi Country.
The brothers only mentioned that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was plotting against the plague tribe. Huli Daxian was in a hurry to confirm it and did not delve into the relevant details.
The subsequent development of the Wenbu was beyond Qingshan’s expectations.
Who would have thought that Shen Lian, a monk from outside, would become Taoist Master of the Wenbu, and even become famous within the Eight Departments of Ghost City.
When Qingshan heard about the trouble in the plague department, he immediately thought of Shen Lian.
There is no way, the sudden emergence of Wenbu Daozi and Shen Lian are the front and back legs.
"After this trip to Lu Zu Palace is over, I should also be able to join the Finance Department of the Ghost City. I hope that Mr. Shen Xian will let me go."
The Eight Departments of the Ghost City [ The Ministry of Finance will recruit outside disciples, and has once absorbed hundreds of inner disciples from various caves into the Taoist Academy.
As an orthodox Taoist sect, Chechi Kingdom had many disciples who joined the Ministry of Finance.
So much so that one of the righteous gods of the Ministry of Finance still serves as the Great Immortal Yang Li.
Qingshan got acquainted with many disciples of the Finance Department, and accidentally heard about the affairs of the outer sect of the Wenbu Department. Even though he had never seen the appearance of Wenbu Daozi, he immediately connected the two.
"The living immortal Buddha took the initiative to become the Taoist disciple of the Wenbu. Shen Lian's purpose is not simple."
Qingshan's friends mentioned that Shen Lian's position in the Wenbu was slightly embarrassing.
As long as the qualifications of the disciples in the remaining seven schools reach the level of Taoist disciples, the righteous gods will be introduced to the inner sect and personally guide the Taoist disciples in their practice.
As a result, not only did the God of Plague never express his dissatisfaction, one person even expressed his dissatisfaction.
There is a high probability that Shen Lian intervened to prevent the temple monk from preaching. It can be seen that the righteous god of the plague department has already reached a consensus with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
We can now see signs that Zhengshen is deliberately guiding his disciples to practice Buddhism.
Even though Shen Lian is a Taoist, he is already on the opposite side of interests, and the old method of practice is easy to get out of control, so no one cares about him.
"No wonder the plague department has been weak to this day. It has eyes but cannot recognize the true immortal."
Qingshan fiddled with the stall anxiously, and his breathing became rapid.
“Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has made plans to go to Lu Zuguan. Shen Lian will never let them go. Sooner or later, the plague department will also experience a bloodbath.”
“At the same time, it offends Xiaoleiyin Temple. He Gui Shi Babu is worthy of being the leader of Shen Xianzhang.”
“How many people can this high and mighty god survive?”
Qingshan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and carefully watched the people passing by.
The location he chose was very clever. It was only one block away from Lantian Street and would not attract the attention of other forces.
A long time in the future in Yanliang Town, Qingshan discovered that the town had changed dramatically, and almost everyone in the Yanshan area was a warrior.
“No wonder Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva takes a fancy to Lu Zu Temple, it is simply a blessed land and cave.”
Qingshan inferred from the people’s comments that Shen Lian had performed some kind of method not long ago, which made the entire Lu Zu Temple The warrior goes one step further. The strange thing is that Shen Lian did not inform the people of the danger of the open door of hell.
It stands to reason that some people should be evacuated in advance.
Qingshan can feel the undercurrent surging in the calm atmosphere of Yanliang Town, as if each warrior is just a bait before casting a net.
The ghosts and gods protecting the Tao are nowhere to be found, and everything is eerily quiet.
“Even if Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is not born, there will definitely be fourteen Arhats present this time.”
Qingshan calculated a few more hexagrams, but the results became more and more confusing.
He simply threw away the coins and hid in the shadows of the alley, motionless, and dismissed all the people who occasionally took care of business.
"Anyway, the Great Immortal Huli has no specific requirements. I will stay at the ghost gate for one night and leave after figuring out the direction of the situation."
Qingshan made up his mind, and Taoist heart returned to calm.
Time passes extremely long.
On weekdays, it only takes a few days to repair for a while, but now it is a complete torment.
As the sun sets, the resentment on Lantian Street becomes intense. After various forces engage in intrigues, they hide in various places on the street and wait.
People are busy finishing the autumn harvest and returning home one after another to stabilize their cultivation.
It was just getting late, and there was already the outline of the Ghost Gate on Lantian Street.
Five ghost gates appear in the Yanshan area, and the remaining four are just auxiliary, forming a magic circle covering thousands of miles, ready to catch them all.
"How should Shen Lian deal with it? Once the identity of Daozi Wenbu is exposed, it is impossible to gain a foothold in the ghost city Babu."
While Qingshan was stunned, Yuanshen noticed that there was a figure approaching him.
"Senior brother."
The middle-aged man looks like an ordinary person, but he exudes an unpleasant fishy smell, and his delicate skin is always moist.
Qingshan frowned slightly, warning that his mana was leaking.
The middle-aged man sneered and said: "Senior Brother Qingshan, why don't you recognize me? We met in Chechi Country fifty-three years ago."
Qingshan remained unmoved, with a jade-like expression on his palm. Magical weapon.
"Junior brother is Ban Changmao under the throne of Inspiration."
Ban Changmao grinned, his fangs flashed with cold light, and his gills opened and closed as he swallowed.
“Just tell me if you have something?”
Qingshan hugged his chest indifferently, with a blood line on his neck, ready to separate his body and head at any time, and Yu Ruyi hung on his chest.
"No, no, no, no, junior brother, I don't mean any harm."
Ban Changmao bowed and nodded attentively.
Also in the Eight Realms of the Immortal Movement, he could not compete with Qingshan who was taught by the Great Immortal Hu Li. "Senior Brother, Junior Brother is indeed a bit arrogant."
"I came here just to ask you, Senior Brother, Can we work together to share the blood?”
When Qingshan heard the word "blood food", his temples felt sharp.
"Ban Changmao, as far as I know, there is more than one family that stares at blood...mortals, right?"
"They are relatively well-off, how can they cooperate with the inspiration alchemist? Junior brother, look at you I had been watching in the alley before I took the initiative to ask."
Ban Changmao glanced at the surrounding houses greedily.
Yuandan warriors can be found everywhere, and each of them can exchange for rich resources from the Inspiration King.
If you are a Dao Ying warrior, you might be lucky enough to get your hands on the inferior magic weapon.
"Junior brother, I think so. Now that we have come to Lu Zuguan, we can't return empty-handed. I will never covet Lu Zu. I just want to take advantage of the chaos to take away some of the blood food."
< br>Ban Changmao licked his lips and looked at Qingshan expectantly.
Qingshan's heart couldn't help but beat wildly. He always felt that a palm was about to hit his head. With Shen Lian's methods, everything in the city should be under control.
“I have no intention of getting involved in Lu Zuguan, so I’ll give you a piece of advice, get out of Yanliang Town!”
"Get out?"
Ban Changmao didn't believe what Qingshan said, and lowered his voice and said: "Brother, what are you thinking about? Both sides are hurting, and we are just picking some leftover blood food."
"I don't want to repeat it a second time. You are destined to find the wrong person."
Ban Changmao murmured to himself: "There are at least a hundred monks in Xiaoleiyin Temple. There are probably not less than a hundred monks from the Plague Department.”
“Do you think Lu Zu will crush them one-sidedly?”
Qingshan was expressionless.
I don’t know whether he will be crushed or not, but Shen Lian’s character of retribution will definitely not end well.
Ban Changmao opened his mouth slightly. As a small person, he could only try to believe Qingshan, and suddenly felt an indescribable chill.
Is it Lu Zubu’s fault that his soul left his body and the gate of hell opened wide?
“Impossible!”
Ban Changmao turned around and walked away, murmuring constantly: "I saw Ao Shan from the Dragon Palace in the West Sea transformed into a candy vendor, and the lion-headed warlock from Panhuan Cave disguised himself as a tourist over half a century old..."
He was deeply moved. He took a deep look at Qingshan, shook his head and said: "Senior brother, you have a strong Taoist heart. I hope that Hansong Taoist from Chechi Country can also pass through thousands of flowers without even a leaf touching you."
Qingshan's pupils. Zoom in and realize that there are other comrades in Yanliang Town.
He had not heard anything from Great Immortal Huli, so it could be seen that Taoist Hansong came here privately.
If Taoist Hansong takes action rashly, Shen Lian may be offended, so be sure not to harm yourself, a fish in the pond.
"Where is Taoist Hansong?"
"The teahouse at the northwest corner of Lantian Street."
"Thank you."
Qingshan set off immediately, and the moment of delay had already caused the city to Plunged into darkness.
The ghost gate is looming, and the dark wind is howling.
The rustling movement echoed.
As soon as Qingshan left the alley, he realized something was wrong.
It has not rained recently, but there is half a finger of water on the ground. If you look closely, you can see that the wells in each courtyard are constantly gushing.
The well water is mixed with densely packed snakehead catfish.
Qingshan’s heart skipped a beat.
As soon as the black fish and catfish came to the outside world, they disappeared into the shallow water like water dripping into the sea, and only a faint demonic aura could be detected.
Qingshan quickly mobilized his spirit and looked at the backyard of Shen's pawnshop.
Shen Lian opened his eyes at some point under the banyan tree, staring at the pond with interest, tapping the ground with his index finger, like a chess player who had just made a move.
"Since it is called Lu Zuguan, it must show what the demon lair is."
Shen Lian communicates with the true realm of martial arts and invisibly affects the massive fish demons in the city.
"It's a pity that the two silly fish were put into the water not long ago, otherwise the fish demon's Taoism will not only last for two or three years, but can only last for half an hour."
He raised his eyebrows, and the martial arts golden body dragon transformation intensified.
In a few breaths, the martial arts golden body transformed into a ferocious white-bone evil dragon. The water on the ground boiled, and weird roars kept coming.
The dragon fish robe twists its tail excitedly, Yanliang Town has already fallen into a carnival of fish jumping over the dragon gate, and the next step is to turn against the guests.
The alchemists stopped and realized that Shen Lian was targeting them.
But they don't yet know what will happen next.
Puff puff puff.
A fish demon jumped up in front of all the alchemists, its weak Taoist behavior completely invisible to the eyes.
Soon, the fish demon began to twist uncontrollably, its scales shimmering with pale luster, and then its bones stretched, thickened and reshaped.
The skin and flesh were torn apart, and the deformed dragon broke open its old body and ballooned to over three meters tall.
Qingshan looked ugly, and his hands and feet were entangled by the strange dragon.
He urged Yu Ruyi to shatter the strange dragon. The blood attracted more attention of the same kind, and strange dragons of different shapes emerged from the stagnant water.
The strange dragon's Taoism is vague, but its physical strength is comparable to that of a Yuandan warrior, plus there are endless numbers, which is a big trouble.
"I'm afraid the prologue has just begun."
As soon as Qingshan had an idea, something strange appeared again.
The heavy heartbeat sounded, and the texture of flesh and blood was revealed everywhere in the town. The ground and walls were covered with blood vessels, meridians, and pupils.
The ghost mother’s use of taboo represents the resurrection of Yanliang Town.
All the buildings merged into one and became one of the countless organs of the ghost mother. The people sleeping soundly in the house did not even hear the slightest movement.
Qingshan's hair stood on end, and he quickly took out the magic talisman that shrank to an inch.
However, the Ghost Gate has blocked the retreat in the Yanshan area.
Shen Lian has no intention of letting anyone go, Xiao Leiyin Temple? Gotta die. Plague monk? Gotta die. Alchemists from all forces must die.
Clouds cover the sky and the sun, making Yanliang Town’s fear intensify.
"Master Chen Xian, you have had a life-long friendship with me after all!"
Qingshan was about to cry without tears. The fish monsters around him receded like a tide, and the accumulated water separated a road, signaling him to go to the pawn shop. 's backyard.
He hesitated, and another gust of cold wind blew across his face.
Human hand-shaped sprouts sprouted from the ground.
The buds grew vigorously and turned into a jungle of 20 to 30 meters of human hands, covering the streets and alleys.
“Oh~~~”
The cry of the ape came, and a group of two to three thousand monkeys clung to the top of the tree branches.
Under the leadership of the old monkey, the monkey group broke into pieces and scattered, and even Dao Ying Yuanshen could not find their traces.
The role of the True Realm of Martial Arts for mortals is reflected in teaching and teaching, but this is not the case for apes. The blessing is mainly in physical strength.
Of course, staying in the true realm of martial arts for a long time has both disadvantages and no advantages. It is easy for the apes to have their foundation damaged. Shen Lian is more about training them.
Immediately afterwards, Gu insects flew in from the mountains.
The forty-meter giant beetle landed on the top of the city wall, with a cheering ghost girl standing above it. The beetle's tail was still laying eggs in a steady stream.
Yanliang Town has no trace of the hustle and bustle of ordinary towns. It is like a demon cave coming to the world, without any smoke and fire.
"Hell on earth! Hell on earth is not an exaggeration!"
"A living immortal Buddha? I think Shen Lian is a living demon!!"
The shadows at Qingshan's feet squirmed, and the bone blades Urged to set off.
He encountered no trouble along the way. After arriving outside the courtyard door, the bone blade quietly disappeared, and then he heard Shen Lian asking with a smile.
“Friend Qingshan, long time no see.”
"You are friendly..."
"Come and check for me, is there any flaw in the Xianjia mansion I arranged in Yanliang Town?"
Qingshan smiled bitterly and glanced at the corner of the wall where more than a dozen people blinked. Moving eyes.
You call this the Fairy Mansion?
"Why doesn't it look like it? That's right. In fact, I originally planned to call it the Great Tang Dynasty."
"It's time to give Taoist and Buddhist disciples a little bit of the shock of the Tang Dynasty."
(End of this chapter)