I can't be a demon

The Yangyuan Jin is very weak, and it can only huddle in the corner of the Dantian when facing the Zhulang Jin, thus preventing any possible conflict between the two forces.

Shen Lian did not rush to add more points and planned to practice the Yangyuan Stake to a small degree.

The changes in the bone blade are far beyond ordinary. Before the promotion, it was not even a dagger. Now, one month later, it is already one foot long.

Shen Lian was sure that the bone blade had stopped growing, so he asked a tailor to make a leather sheath, and simply tied it to his chest to make it easier to carry the bone blade.

The material of the bone blade seems to be much stronger, but unfortunately it is difficult to use against the enemy.

Shen Lian returned to his original ruined life.

Yanliang Town welcomes the arrival of the New Year. The streets and alleys are decorated with lights and colorful lights, and many children wearing new clothes are chasing and playing.

Compared with previous lives, New Year's Eve in Datang was more lively.

There are many places where people dress up as immortals and parade around the streets, restaurants and teahouses distribute rewards, and clan ancestral halls offer sacrifices to their ancestors. The scenery is unique.

Shen Lian's mind was not on celebrating the New Year. Anyone who knew he was in the world of Journey to the West would have to walk on thin ice all day long, so there was no time for fun.

kindness.

Even if he goes to the Flower House, he is just a walking corpse.

Chapter 30 When you stare at Shen Lian, the abyss is also staring at you

New Year's Day.

Although New Year's Eve has passed, the joy of Yanliang Town has not subsided. Every business in the market is surrounded by people.

However, the joys and sorrows of people are not the same.

Shen Lian didn't have much money left, so he wandered around for a while before returning to the pawn shop.

Even though there were decades of medicinal materials on sale at low prices, he had no choice but to give up. Besides, he still hadn't finished eating the four kilograms of sand.

"If we go to the ghost market again, we can no longer tie our hands and feet."

"Well, especially for antique calligraphy and paintings, the money-redeeming ghosts are too obsessed with money, which makes them unable to transcend. Hey, I, Shen Lian, must make them no longer miss the earthly world."

Shen Lian showed a strange smile.

He is not worried about the hidden dangers in the ghost market. To be honest, even the Eighth Brother can enter and exit seven times, and the wealth redemption ghost may have extremely limited abilities.

The Yamen allows the ghost market to exist, and most likely it will not threaten ordinary mortals.

"If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and tomorrow you will be worried."

Shen Lian took out a gourd bought from the market, which was filled with [Codonopsis pilosula blood-tonifying wine] that had been brewed for a long time. It was mixed with sand and soil, otherwise chewing it dry would be difficult.

Half a pot of medicinal wine went into his throat, and he burped.

"It's a pity that the Yangyuan Zhuang has not yet reached the point where it can be retracted and released freely."

Feeling the nourishment, Shen Lian quickly assumed the position of the Yang Yuan Zhuan, breathing in conjunction with his muscles, and the Yang Yuan Jin circulated through his meridians.

Heat rises and water vapor surrounds the body.

Where he usually stood, spring grass had sprouted unknowingly.

Gu Gu.

Shen Lian heard a crisp bird call and couldn't help but think of the neighing of a half-demon. He opened his eyes and noticed a small and exquisite black bird in the corner.

The blackbird pecked at the cracks in the tiles, and the tip of its beak turned bright red. It was somewhat similar to the oxstarling that picked the teeth of the rhinoceros in its previous life.

Shen Lian looked at it for a few breaths.

As if aware of the gaze, the ox starling flapped its wings and disappeared.

Shen Lian suppressed distracting thoughts, Yangyuan Zhuang had reached the critical point of breaking through, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the transformation of his own strength.

In a secluded corner.

The ox starling stood on one foot, its upper and lower jaws opened, and then eyes squeezed out of its beak. Its bloodshot pupils stared at Shen Lian, full of greed.

"I, Hu Bao, am always here to use my natural body-refining physique. I actually got such a harvest in the small town of Yanliang, hehehehe."

The Ox Starling is a puppet secret technique controlled by consciousness.

Hu Baochang's real body was far away in the Yamen, and he kept observing Shen Lian through Niu Xingniao. The more he watched, the more satisfied he became, and he wanted to take action immediately.

When he and Zhu Yihong passed by He Feng Street, they noticed that Shen Lian's energy and blood were different from ordinary people.

Hu Baochang thought it was a sign of a strong foundation in martial arts, until he discovered that Shen Lian could swallow demonic aura and replenish his body.

With the help of his special physique, Shen Lian practiced horizontal training with almost no disadvantages.

Hu Baochang only had a few days of peeking at him, but Shen Lian had already mastered a middle school to a level close to mastery.

Tsk tsk tsk.

If he gives full play to his talent, Shen Lian might be able to join the Jinwu Guard.

Of course, being made into an iron corpse does not count as being buried.

Hu Bao often thought of this, like a rhinoceros whose skin became darker and darker, and whose uncertain expression made others afraid to come forward to communicate.

"Hu Baochang."

Zhu Yihong hurried back to the Yamen and asked bluntly: "There are seven letters in total on the New Year's Day. According to the strength of the grievances contained, they represent the demons of the seven heads and fifty years of Taoism."

Hu Baochang narrowed his eyes and glanced at Zhu Yihong coldly.

Zhu Yihong continued without fear: "You are responsible for two of the letters, but you deliberately do not use the death row provided by the Yamen. Where do you plan to lead the demons to?"

"Hahaha."

Hu Baochang covered his mouth and laughed, gritted his teeth and replied: "Little girl, don't think that by following Wang Xin and doing a few merits, you can surpass me."

"I need to ask you for instructions? I'm just a demon who has been practicing Taoism for only fifty years."

Zhu Yihong looked ugly and left the Yamen.

Hu Baochang watched Zhu Yihong off.

"How would you know what kind of opportunity I have? After getting the iron corpse, there must be one of me among the thousands of households in Jinwu Guard."

Hu Baochang reached out and took off the decorative right eye, and another ox starling emerged.

He wrapped the two letters in yellow paper and stuffed them into the Cow Starling's mouth. Then, his consciousness controlled the Ox Starling to fly to the pawn shop.

"If you want to maximize your profits, Shen Lian cannot die too easily. He must be killed by a ghost. The corpse's resentment will not dissipate."

After a while.

Two cowstarlings parked side by side on a branch of a tree.

Hu Baochang secretly waited for night to fall, and then used letters to make arrangements.

A mere martial arts disciple cannot make any waves at all. I'm afraid I won't even know who is planning it until I die...

"Ah~"

The cry of the myna rang out.

Hu Baochang came back to his senses and found a crow next to the cowbird, tilting its head to look at the eyes in the cowbird's mouth.

"What kind of beast are you from? Get away!"

Hu Baochang was afraid that the ox starling would be injured. The secret technique to breed the corpse bird was very cumbersome. The individual was not very powerful, but it was highly concealed.

The oxen starlings drove away the starlings, who seemed to be wailing in embarrassment.

"Ah~ the bird fell into Pingyang and was bullied by the bird~"

"Demon?"

Hu Baochang didn't notice the evil spirit. Just when he was about to find out what the crow was, Shen Lian's energy and blood suddenly surged in the courtyard.

Yangyuan Zhuang takes advantage of the opportunity to be promoted to Xiaocheng.

"hiss……"

Hu Baochang's pupils shrank, and the ecstasy in his eyes could not be suppressed.

"Okay, okay."

"With such abundant energy and blood, Iron Corpse must have practiced Taoism for a hundred years as soon as it was born."

Hu Baochang wanted to deliver the medicine himself. If Shen Lian went crazy, the value of the body would inevitably be greatly reduced.

Shen Lian stretched.

He understood that if he continued to stand, it would take at least a year for the Yangyuan pile to be completed. It was time to add some waves and combine it directly with the wave-chasing pile.

[Whether to consume 5 points to advance to martial arts: Yangyuan Zhuang (Dacheng)]

"yes."

Yangyuan Jin is boiling.

Shen Lian had previous experience. He sipped his wine in an orderly manner to ensure that he had enough nutrients and was distracted to suppress his energy.

[Whether to consume 10 points to advance to martial arts: Yangyuan Zhuang (Perfect)]

Shen Lian simply breathed half a kilogram of yellow sand in one breath. Even if the golden bell could not absorb it in a short time, there was nothing he could do. The top priority was to break through the pile technique.