Chapter 323 The Four Realms of Humans, Insects and Immortals
When Shen Lian came back to his senses, he immediately noticed something extra in his arms.
No matter how much the soul explores, it is difficult to get a glimpse of the thing in the arms. It can only be known through one's own touch, and the thing is still alive.
The thing in my arms is squirming slightly, and its strength is gradually increasing.
First of all, Shen Lian can be sure that it was not the fault of the God of Plague.
The problem should come from the moment he left the ruins of the old heaven...
Shen Lian felt something bad in his heart, and his soul read through the relevant memories over and over again.
Before the Plague Lord took action, the entrance and exit were shrouded in endless darkness, and the steps from the inside out should not have reached the prison yet.
"Wait."
Shen Lian's heart was beating wildly, and there was a vague figure at the entrance before his consciousness fell into a trance.
"Is it Lingbao Tianzun?" He suppressed the curiosity to check what was in his arms, for fear that the three righteous gods of the Plague Department in front of him would find out the clues.
Shen Lian did not want to miss any matters involving the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan.
As he collected more and more clues, he became more and more curious about the calamity of heaven and earth. There must be some kind of cause and effect around the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan.
Zheng Lun noticed that Shen Lian was lost in thought and thought that the latter was a little confused.
“Tianwen, I know you are full of doubts.”
Zheng Lun's voice was neither happy nor sad, bringing an indescribable sense of oppression.
Among the three righteous gods, except for Zheng Lun, the other two were closing their eyes to rest. Only occasionally did a primordial spirit sweep over Shen Lian.
“Everything that happened in the ruins of the old Heaven is indeed closely related to the destruction of Heaven, but it is just a memory born from the peach tree.”
“You and I cannot control the history that has happened.”
Shen Lian looked around and found that he was the only one in the entire palace, and the other monks who participated in the outer sect competition had long since disappeared.
He frowned slightly, and the traces left behind were erased to see that it was indeed true.
But Shen Lian had previously experienced the Fruit Tasting Conference at Wuzhuangguan, and he clearly remembered that every word and deed did affect history invisibly.
Isn’t it also because Li Liuru turned from death to life?
Could it be that he is the only one who can change history by connecting the ancient and modern memories with his innate spiritual roots?
Shen Lian does not think that he is the most special one. There is a high probability that because of the banyan tree, he relied on his innate spiritual roots to advance to the sixth level. He may already have the characteristics of innate spiritual roots.
He looked solemn and didn't think it was a good thing.
The calamity of heaven and earth sweeps across the three realms, and the innate spiritual roots play an important role in the disaster.
Zheng Lun interrupted Shen Lian's thoughts, "Tianwen, you are already the number one person in the outer sect of the Wenbu, and the nominal Daozi of the Wenbu, you are very good."
"That's right." The disciples never wanted to be Taoists.”
Zheng Lun lowered his head and looked at Shen Lian, who was like an ant. The two righteous gods on the left and right stood still, breathing bacteria mist from their mouths and noses.
"Tianwen, your methods are eye-opening to even Zheng."
"Master Zheng is joking."
"How brave, a Taoist disciple of the Nine Realms said Just kill, do you think you can do whatever you want in the Plague Department?"
Zheng Lun grinned, his tongue several meters long covered with abscesses.
“Master Zheng, this disciple is just seeking self-protection.”
"Pretending, you clearly have mastery of giant transformation and are proficient in the magical powers of large and small. How can you act like a child now?"
Zheng Lun snorted coldly, and the remaining power of terror enveloped the palace.
Shen Lian cursed secretly.
Is it true that dealing with a Tianshou will offend the God of Plague? When will the Arhat from Xiaoleiyin Temple be able to see him as Michiko Wakabe?
He protected the crisis and carefully observed the three righteous gods of the Plague Department.
The God of Plague has a strong aura, and his cultivation level is probably higher than that of the Earth Immortal. However, the Immortal Seeds in his body are extremely chaotic and need to be suppressed by the chair.
The seat is connected to the ground, containing the mysterious rhythm of Tao
Treasure?
No, it is estimated to be a treasure or above, and it probably originated from the ancient heaven.
Shen Lian realized that even at the level of the God of Plague, the shortcomings of the immortal species had not been solved, and it was not easy to maintain intelligence.
No wonder everyone in the Plague Department is extremely negative, after all, their righteous god is sitting for a long time every day.
"I'm afraid the flesh of the righteous gods has been connected to the seat. Even with extraordinary strength, they can't get rid of the shackles brought by the immortal species."
"With the lotus platform and the dragon fish robe, Protect me, I have a chance to escape."
"Okay, okay."
Shen Lian narrowed his eyes and thought to himself: "In this case, I don't need to retain my strength, Juhua is. Let me show you what the innate holy body is!”
The sound of bones colliding could be heard in his body.
Martial Dao Wen Dan swallowed a large amount of germs. It didn’t take long for the germs to spread all over the body through the blood vessels and meridians. At the same time, the Immortal Xuan Gong was used to the extreme, and the number increased sharply.
The dragon fish robe turned into a root-like robe, and he threw the things in his arms into the core.
Ten meters.
Fifteen meters.
Twenty-five meters.
Shen Lian barely stopped his height until he was thirty meters tall. Although he was not at the same level as the three righteous gods of the plague tribe, he was not at the level where he could look up to him.
Hot energy and blood overflowed, and the temperature in the palace continued to rise.
The expressions of the three righteous gods of the Wen tribe were different. It was obvious that Shen Lian was extraordinary. He had the most precious treasure of Buddhism, and his Taoist inheritance seemed to lead to the same goal as the Wen tribe's different paths, but in fact it was not the case.
The corrosive nature of the true realm of martial arts is simply not comparable to that of plague cultivators in the same realm.
Shen Lian's muscles were tense, terrifying power was secretly building up, and the lotus platform was ready to come out, just waiting for the god of the plague department to show some malice.
Zheng Lun’s pupils shrank, and Shen Lian’s use of immortal seeds was unprecedented.
The immortal seed is almost symbiotic with the body and soul, rather than being used as a petri dish for the true scriptures. The plague pill in the body is like an innate organ.
Zheng Lun is not sure whether the immortal species can remain stable after Shen Lian transforms into an immortal. At least he can provide a solution to the shortcomings of the immortal species.
The remaining seven divisions do not have such serious drawbacks as the Plague Division, but they all treat the symptoms rather than the root cause.
"Who...is he?"
"Possessing a Buddhist treasure, could it be the Buddha who survived the disaster in the Western Spirit Mountain?"
The familiarity in Zheng Lun's heart is still vague. .
He was certain that Shen Lian was no ordinary mortal. He was the reincarnation of a certain immortal god, and his status in the ancient heaven might be far above his own.
“In any case, since there are living immortals and Buddhas who choose to worship the plague path, it is not a bad thing to try to perfect the inheritance of the Taoism by practicing the law.”
Zheng Lun hesitated whether to ask Shen Lian for advice.
The result is a little extrapolation, and it turns out that he practiced in Shen Lian's way and had a near-death life. Once he loses control, demons comparable to the four great Nuo immortals will be born, which will be devastating to the ghost market.
“It seems that this way is only suitable for Tianwen for the time being.”
“Let’s form a good relationship.”
A smile emerged from the corner of Zheng Lun’s mouth, “Tianwen You don’t need to be nervous, Wen Dao Zi, the grudge against the Headless Arhat will not be blamed on you.”
"Thank you Zhengshen."
"Just call me Zheng Lun."
Shen Lian is not sure the reason for Zheng Lun's change of attitude, but it's good that there is no malice.
The lotus platform is extremely mysterious, but it involves Xitian Lingshan. Unless it is absolutely necessary, I don’t want to be exposed in front of others.
Zheng Lun hesitated for a moment, and a twisted Buddha statue appeared in his palm.
Bang.
The statue of Buddha fell to the ground motionless, and its appearance was somewhat similar to that of Tian Shou. It was obviously caused by the complete Buddha transformation after refining the scriptures. "Headless Arhat is not a pure disciple of the Plague Tribe after all, so I'll leave it to you to deal with."
Shen Lian raised his eyebrows, and Tian Shou banned three or four sentences of the Middle Vehicle Buddhist Dharma, forming The thing still exudes resentment, so it must be good as a pregnancy product.
“Zheng Zhenren, I don’t know what the arrangements are for the other outer disciples.”
"Most of them have already worshiped in various inner sects and Taoist temples."
Zheng Lun's words were subtle, and Shen Lian realized that the God of the Plague Department did have ulterior motives.
Unsurprisingly, the Prison Immortal Room is the petri dish where Lingbao Tianzun raises Cordyceps Sinensis.
Compared with Yuanshi Tianzun’s refining scripture and Daode Tianzun’s self-created scripture, Lingbao Tianzun obviously followed the [Nurturing Manual].
The God of the Ministry of Wen is also taking advantage of the special characteristics of the Immortal Prisoner's Room to walk through the Lingbao Tianzun again.
As for whether he can get what he wants, Shen Lian doesn't think there is much hope. The conditions for Lingbao Tianzun to conceive the scripture are likely to be extremely harsh.
"Conditions..."
"At the beginning of the birth of the true scripture, will innate spiritual roots be a necessary condition?"
"The Western Lingshan fell, and the Buddha became the Mahayana Buddha. Could it be because of this, that there are only a few innate spiritual roots in the Western Lingshan Mountains? "
"The Tathagata's twelve-level lotus platform is why Lingbao Tianzun reproduced it through the peach tree."
Shen Lian glanced at the lotus platform in his dantian and let out a long breath.
"Tianwen, as the Taoist disciple of the Wenbu, you must be prepared in the future. There will be more and more 'Taoists' coming from Xiaoleiyin Temple."
"Disciple understands."
Shen Liancai was too lazy to get involved in the game between the two forces. He planned to figure out the skills of human immortals as soon as possible after being promoted to a land immortal.
Then I found a place to retreat until Xiaoleiyin Temple was born.
It doesn't matter if the plague floods the sky.
"Tianwen, please stay in the Supreme Changrong Tian for the time being. After a period of time, we will arrange for you to participate in the great gift of transforming from mortal to immortal."
"Disciple understands."< br>
Zheng Lun murmured in a deep voice: "Supreme Chang Rongtian consumes ten years of life in one day, which is a bit reluctant given your cultivation in the Nine Realms, so be it."
"Siyun, Come in.”
Snap.
The door opens.
Shen Lian turned to look at the door and saw hundreds of Nine Realm monks outside the hall.
They are all practicing in their own seclusion, most likely to participate in the transformation from mortals to immortals. Even if only one out of ten can be promoted to land gods, the background of the Eight Departments of Ghost City is unimaginable.
A woman with three arms walked into the temple.
The woman has an average appearance, with the extra arms tied to her ribs tied to her chest. Her limbs look slightly thin and deformed, carrying a large number of germs.
Facing Shen Lian, who was thirty meters away, her breathing stopped for a moment.
“That’s Siyun from the inner sect, you can call me senior sister.”
“I’ve met senior sister.”
“Siyun, I’ve been leading Tianwen for half a year. resources.”
A trace of surprise flashed in Siyun's eyes. The words of the Lord of the Plague Department clearly meant that he intended to keep Shen Lian in the main hall to practice.
It’s just the Nine Realms of Perfection. Who is this person?
She heard that a Taoist disciple was born in the outer sect, but it should be called Tianshou. At the same time, she also practiced Buddhism in Xiaoleiyin Temple. It was said that her foundation was extremely solid.
In order to welcome the baptism of transformation from mortal to immortal, many monks in the inner sect are also exposed to Buddhism.
“Tianwen, although you are extremely talented, becoming an immortal is not a trivial matter. You must participate in the baptism of transforming into an immortal in the near future.”
"Confirmed."
Shen Lian did not hesitate, the martial arts plague pill was just a method to practice concurrently.
Even if you are promoted to a land immortal, it does not mean that you have become a human immortal. You still need to integrate the martial arts plague pill into your own system.
“Okay.”
Siyun realized that the big gift in a hundred days would be occupied for no reason.
The quota is usually determined by the Taisui Department, and there are usually only seventy or eighty. Now the competition among the inner disciples for the quota has not yet begun, and the Chief God of the Plague Department has already decided one person.
It takes two hundred years for a group of disciples to have the opportunity to fight for it.
Siyun could not hide his jealousy, but faced with Shen Lian's terrifying body that was thirty meters tall, he did not dare to show it.
Of course she did not dare to question the righteous god of the Ministry of Plague, but she was curious about what kind of qualifications and talents could receive such attention.
“However, the three righteous gods go crazy every ten days, and even they may not know it. I hope you wish for good luck.”
Siyun quickened his pace and closed the door.
Shen Lian asked: "Zheng Zhenren, what do you need to pay attention to to become an immortal?"
"Pay attention to the loss of control of immortal seeds. However, it is hard to say about your situation. Ordinary monks need to maintain The balance between the inhabited soul and the immortal seed."
When Shen Lun listened to Zheng Lun's details about becoming an immortal, his heart sank.
The Hengbu horizontal training method he has figured out is completely different. Who knows what he will encounter when he breaks through the bottleneck, just take it one step at a time.
"But there is one thing that leads to the same goal. To transform from a mortal to an immortal, you need to face the great road."
"The great road?"
Shen Lian's expression was filled with surprise and uncertainty. According to the information provided by Zheng Lun, the only way to achieve immortality is to be recognized by the great road. Only then can you set foot on the land of immortals [human immortals].
He thought of the elixir fruit of the Middle Vehicle Buddhism [Endless Intent]. The pulp had been brewed into medicinal wine, but the introduction still contained relevant information.
【Unintentional Drinking】
[Brewed from ghost gourd, after taking it, you will fall into a state of boundless transparency, look directly at the spiritual mountain, and get a glimpse of the realm of immortals and gods. 】
“Looking directly at Lingshan, what is the connection between facing the great road directly as Zheng Zhenren said?”
Shen Lian suspected that 80% of the way of heaven that has experienced the calamity of heaven and earth is no longer normal.
Zheng Lun continued to add, immediately verifying Shen Lian's idea: "There are four realms of human immortality, namely, transformed immortality, young immortality, pupa immortality, and adult immortality."
"Human Immortality The four realms are the process of transformation of body and soul.”
"In the immortal stage, the body and soul are like eggs, and the body and soul should be sought to be one, until the outer egg breaks through the old shell."
"The young immortal stage begins to have immortal roots, and bathes in the juice of the avenue to practice."
"The pupa immortal stage requires the condensation of the pupa shell through immortal seeds, and goes through the catastrophe of life and death."
"The immortal stage breaks out of the cocoon and becomes an immortal, giving birth to the prototype of the earthly immortal immortality."
The corners of Shen Lian's mouth twitched. The so-called human immortals would be more appropriate to be called insect immortals. The division of realms among ancient land immortals would never be so weird.
It can completely correspond to the four stages of insects, the immortal (egg), the young immortal (larvae), the pupa (pupa), and the adult (adult insect).
It is really hard to imagine how earthly immortals exist.
Shen Lian looked at Zheng Lun, at least the latter was still a human being on the surface.
"Zheng Zhenren, then I will retreat aside."
"Yes."
Shen Lian returned to his normal state and sat cross-legged on the futon at Zheng Lun's feet.
He closed his eyes and ran through the cycle while distractedly scanning the fruit core, looking for abnormalities among the miscellaneous objects.
Soon a spiritual talisman came into view.
[Tao-viewing Talisman of Shangqing Palace]
[Refined by Lingbao Tianzun, you can hold the Tao-viewing Talisman to Shangqing Palace to participate in the fruit of the inanimate path. Remember, and listen. Insects groan! ! ! 】
(End of this chapter)