Chi Ming and Yang Tian.

The small world of the ghost city where the outer gate of the Ministry of Plague is located has quietly changed.

The towering mountain gate of the Taoist temple was shrouded in a faint resentment, coupled with the corpse aura emitted from the roots of the peach tree, the mixture seemed extremely pungent.

In just seven years, practicing Buddhism is no longer a secret.

In order to stabilize the immortal seeds in their bodies, a large number of plague monks chose to be parasitized by temple monks and condensed [relics] by refining ghosts.

The so-called relics are more like weird immortal bones bred by ghosts. After symbiotically symbiotic with the body and soul, they cannot be separated, and they control and balance the immortal seeds.

It seems that the god of plague also acquiesces in Xiao Leiyin Temple's actions.

For seven years, the monks from the Plague Department have never discovered the shortcomings of the relics.

As more and more fellow practitioners take the next step in practicing Buddhism, relics gradually become a shortcut to practice, and even a necessary condition.

After all, everyone knows how terrifying the Plague Immortal Seed is.

Almost as soon as they set foot on the path of spiritual practice, they were destined to become the Nuo Immortals of the Plague Department. Without the relics, it would only be a matter of time before they lost control.

As the Outer Sect Competition approaches, the temple monks give birth to a large number of Nine Realm monks.

"Why."

Gao Qiu stood next to the spiritual field, looking at the escaping light that traveled through the Taoist temple.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued to work on the hoe-like multiplier, opening up patches of wasteland with hard soil.

Not seen for a long time, Gao Qiu looks like a farmer, with rough skin full of ravines and a layer of calluses on the palms of his hands.

After Shen Lian went into seclusion to replenish his immortal seeds, Gao Qiu returned to running for life.

The days of abundant resources seemed like an unrealistic dream.

Gao Qiu relied on helping Shen Lian collect elixirs in his early years and managed to reach the seventh realm.

However, due to limited qualifications, Shen Lianyi has made no progress in the past few years after entering seclusion. The only advantage is that the immortal seeds are less likely to get out of control.

Of course, he is at least better than his brothers of the same generation.

Most of the brothers who joined the Taoist temple together at the beginning have already gone to serve in the Pantaoyuan of Emperor Huang Zengtian and continue to stay in the outer sect. Sooner or later, their longevity will be exhausted.

Gao Qiu laughed at himself.

As expected, if he continues to struggle for another year or two, he will have to leave the Night Sweat Monastery.

Gao Qiu has accepted the fact, so he puts all his energy into planting spiritual materials, so as not to be unable to exchange peaches for enough Taisui Pills.

“I don’t know what’s going on with Senior Brother Tianwen?”

"Is it possible that Senior Brother Tianwen has already practiced Buddhism as well?"

The rumors about Shen Lian in the Taoist Academy are all kinds of strange. Some say that he has become possessed by evil spirits, while others say that he has fallen into madness like Li Liuru.

The old Alchemy Chamber was closed for a long time, and Shen Lian was rarely mentioned in the outer door.

Gao Qiu noticed that among the disciples of the Plague Department who passed through the Lingtian, 12 out of 10 had gathered relics. The obvious features were that their backs were bulging high and there was resentment spreading out from their bodies.

It can be seen from this that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s penetration into the Plague Department is increasing day by day.

The number of temple monks' descendants is obviously growing, and no one knows where they come from.

Gao Qiu was stunned for a few breaths.

He doesn't have Elder Fengjing's obsession with resisting Buddhism. If he had a choice, he would definitely take a chance on transforming into an immortal.

Gao Qiu spent all his mana to complete the development of the wasteland.

Unknowingly, the moonlight filled the Taoist temple, and resentment rose inside the mountain gate.

He was just about to go back to his residence to rest for a while, when suddenly his expression turned frightened and he took out the old talisman he carried with him from his arms.

The old talisman became hot, and the message passed by in a flash.

"Come to the old alchemy room."

Gao Qiu's hands trembled with excitement, and he murmured repeatedly. Sure enough, he hurried to the back hill of the Taoist temple without caring about recovering his magic power.

"Senior brother is indeed fine. With his unprecedented qualifications, how could he go crazy?"

"If Tianwen suddenly appears in the outer sect of the Feiwen Department, there is no doubt about the identity of senior brother Daozi. As long as he also practices Buddhism, there is no way that Tianwen can be compared with senior brother Tianwen!"

Gao Qiu has witnessed Shen Lian's entry into the profession and is very aware of the terrifying nature of the latter's qualifications.

It is said that the fourth Nuo Immortal also came because of Shen Lian. When he preached, he even alarmed the three Nuo Immortals, and soon he set foot in the Nine Realms.

"Senior brother, the purpose of retreat is to gather the relics."

"Tian Shou has reached the nine realms of perfection, and there are thirty-six relics in his body. He can transform into an immortal after the outer sect competition."

"Senior brother must only go as far as possible..."

While Gao Qiu was thinking, he had arrived at the Old Alchemy Cauldron Room.

The old alchemy cauldron room was no different from a forbidden place. The monks who tried to enter it one after another were inexplicably severely injured in body and soul, and even their foundations were completely destroyed.

Only a few people know that a large number of demons are kept in the old Alchemy Cauldron Room.

Elder Fengjing has to be careful on weekdays.

Gao Qiu was a little worried, but there were no obstacles along the way, except that there was an unpleasant pungent odor permeating the back mountain area.

After he smelled the stench, the immortal seed in his body became extremely active.

"Senior brother...what are you doing?"

Gao Qiu was frightened. He had witnessed fellow practitioners practicing Buddhism, but it was definitely not so terrifying. Immortals would fall into a deep sleep.

It seems that immortals have a natural disadvantage when facing Buddhist scriptures.

It also promoted the practice of Buddhism to gradually become mainstream in the plague community.

"Hehe, brother is waiting for you in the alchemy room. Go straight east from the corridor."

The little girl's reminder sounded behind Gao Qiu, and she turned around and disappeared. There were pairs of eyes peering at him in the dark.

The door of the alchemy room was ajar, and he saw the three-legged cauldron at a glance.

The three-legged cauldron is full of cracks, and the magical artifact is forcibly pieced together by mycelium. The colorful mycelium is squirming like a living creature.

Buddhism?

Definitely not Buddhism.

Gao Qiu's pupils shrank and he stood there at a loss.

His knowledge was indeed not high, but he could tell at a glance that Shen Lian not only failed to practice Buddhism at the same time, but even practiced the opposite.

The hyphae are filled with at least a dozen types of pathogenic species.

Shen Lian used the method of alchemy to fuse all the pathogenic species together. The structure was extremely unstable, as if... it would lose control at any time.

"Impossible, how could senior brother be so arrogant?"

Gao Qiu has always been indignant about Shen Lian's situation.

In his opinion, if Xiaoleiyin Temple had not disrupted the situation, Shen Lian was destined to become one of the righteous gods of the Plague Department and a favored genius.

The scene before him showed that Shen Lian was about to become a mindless Nuo Immortal.

Bang bang bang.

The movement of the three-legged tripod intensified, and the aura brought by the pathogenic fairy seeds became more and more unstable.

Countless germs intertwined around the three-legged tripod, turning into a mysterious and mysterious rhyme. Mycelium began to spread, covering the alchemy room.

Gao Qiu suddenly remembered the resources Shen Lian had asked him to collect.

Without exception, resources will promote the growth of immortal seeds. Ordinary monks would not dare to take them. Is it possible that Shen Lian can use them to assist his cultivation?

A shocking way of practice that has never been seen before.

The next moment.

The Taoist rhyme suddenly converged, and the three-legged cauldron fell into pieces.

Gao Qiu had no time to escape, and watched helplessly as the germs poured out overwhelmingly, and a figure stood in the center of the alchemy room.

"receive."

Boundless germs return to Shen Lian's mouth and nose.

Shen Lian's martial arts golden body is still perfect in the eight realms, but the martial arts plague pill is only half a step away from the land gods, and the immortal seeds contained in it have begun to take shape, taking the first step towards creating a self-made scripture.

He swept away the martial arts plague pill. Because the disease sac was damaged, the plague pill was completely independent.

Wendan is like an organ, connected by blood vessels and meridians, becoming a part of the circulation of Qi and blood, and is inseparable from flesh, blood and bones.

"Senior...Senior brother, you have reached the nine realms of perfection!!"

Gao Qiu stared in disbelief, his expression showing fanaticism.

Shen Lian smiled and said nothing, and carefully felt the martial arts plague pill. The integration of fourteen types of immortal species into the martial arts plague pill cost 56 points.
To be continued...