In the following time, Lin Shan would curse regularly and at regular intervals every day.
I have to say that this thing is really addictive.
Once cursed, it feels not good enough three times!
After using it every day, I feel itchy all over and can't help but look forward to coming soon the next day.
What surprised him was that the man on Xiongshan was worthy of being in the middle stage of foundation building. Although he was almost dead and alive every time, he finally fought back. It was not admirable for his perseverance.
But every time Lin Shan peeked before archery, he could feel that the people on Xiongshan had been flying in the vast sea, as if they had a certain goal.
After seeing it for a long time, Lin Shan also roughly speculated that it should be the southeast.
However, no matter how tenacious the man on Xiongshan was, he gradually became weaker with the curse that he could not move day by day.
Especially Lin Shan, a yin guy, always cursed him when he was sneaking around in the middle of the night, which caused him to finally suppress the weirdness and find that his previous flying magic weapon had long since fallen into the sea.
In just ten days, he lost ten intermediate magic weapons, which were a total of two or three thousand spirit stones!
Later, he even fell into the dilemma of not having a handy flying magic weapon.
Because all the medium-level magic weapons were lost, the low-level magic weapons could not withstand the flying sword. As a last resort, they had to use the flying needle magic weapons to cushion the footsteps for the time being.
I have to say that the people on Xiongshan are really talented. You must know that high-level magic weapons have the function of becoming larger and smaller. The larger the intermediate magic weapons are.
But he stepped on the flying needle as thin as a cow's hair, and threw it and replaced it while being cursed, and flew for another ten days!
At this time, his aura had plummeted, and the red hair on his body was as long as steel needles. Dozens of purple tentacles were flying wildly. Occasionally, some monks and monsters passed by and turned around and left when they saw it.
But after persisting for so long, I finally arrived at the land of hope.
The man on Xiongshan is not a brainless idiot. When strange things continue to emerge on his body, he realizes that someone is cursing himself from a distance!
As for who he was, he didn't know.
After all, after being the leader of the bandit for so many years, the enemy he offended went to, and Lin Shan couldn't even rank for him.
But he knew clearly how difficult the weirdness in his body was. Even if he found his backer, that is, the Golden Elixir-stage guardian of the Black Lotus Sect, it would be useless.
As he had no choice but to hold the last life-saving straw and fly to the depths of the southeast without hesitation.
“Kuzushi Island.”
This island lives in the only powerful scholar in the Nascent Soul stage in the East China Sea, Jinglian lay Buddhist.
The curse on him cannot be solved by others, which does not mean that the lay Buddhist Jinglian cannot be solved by others.
This is an old monster that has been intimidated by the East China Sea for 500 years. Even if he has lived for more than 400 years, he will not be worthy of his shoes in front of him.
As time goes by, curses burst out again and again, and magic weapons are lost one by one. The man on Xiongshan, with his breath of survival, saw the "Kudzu Island" far away on the 21st day.
He knew how dangerous it was to enter the place where the powerful cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage was, but the curse became more and more powerful, and he became weaker and weaker. He didn't let go and had to wait for a while.
Finally, while shaking, the man from Xiongshan flew into the island and saw an old man in gray robe sprinkling water and watering vegetables under a Bipolo tree.
Exhausted, he finally couldn't help but faint and fell down.
...
As usual, after Lin Shan practiced, he pulled all the curtains of the cave, walked to the corner and arranged a bunch of props, and started a happy curse journey.
Humming a small belle and scattered the bow and arrow, Lin Shan's consciousness once again traveled through the void and came to a thatched hut.
“Huh?”
The guy from Xiongshan is not flying on the sea? Did he lose all magic weapons? Shouldn't it?
Lin Shan carefully calculated Lao Xiong's value by counting his fingers. Even if he lost all the flying needles of the algorithm, wouldn't he still have six mother-child plum blossom nails? What's more, that half of the mace can be used for a day!
If the man on Xiongshan knew his thoughts, he would probably grab his collar and question him hard, see if he is still talking about human words?
But unfortunately, the man on Xiongshan was lying on the mat on the ground floor of the thatched hut at this time, and he was obviously unconscious for a day. But for some reason, all the red hair and tentacles on his body disappeared.
This shocked Lin Shan very much.
In the past twenty days, he has observed the straw man dozens of times, and he can remember the difficulty of the red hair and tentacles.
This is awesome person on Xiongshan!
Lin Shan nodded in surprise. Although you surprised me, I am sorry, this time...
"Clang!"
A crisp sound came, and Lin Shan returned to his cave and found that the arrow he shot was bounced away!
It didn't shoot on the straw man.
"What?"
Lin Shan was just now all his mind was on the other side of the passage, so he didn't pay attention to the original body, and the arrow shot was bounced away?
You should know that the principle of the "Seven Arrows Book of Nailhead" is that the arrow is shot on the grass man, and the real source immortal weapon "Seven Arrows Book of Nailhead" will receive sacrifices and delegate the curse to the target.
Now that his arrow has not shot on the grass man, the man on Bear Mountain on the other side will naturally not be cursed, which is equivalent to wasting a chance.
Lin Shan looked around in confusion, but for a long time he didn't find any other items blocking him. He was still unsure of what had knocked his arrow away just now, so he simply set off his bow and took the arrow again.
This time he went in and peeked in and came out. The man on Xiongshan was still lying in the thatched hut and never moved. He wanted to see what strange things happened, and his magical powers could still fail.
The next moment, a scene that made him stare at the big eyes appeared.
As his hand relaxed, the arrow from the string flew towards the grass man. A yellow light shield suddenly popped out of the void at the other end of the grass man, and the arrow was knocked away at once.
"clang!"
"Da da da da~"
The arrow rolled on the ground three times, laying weakly without moving. The straw man still placed it between two faint candlelights, with half a mace standing in front.
"What's the yellow light shield?"
Lin Shan couldn't figure it out, so he stepped forward and picked up the arrow with one hand, picked up the draftsman with the other, and stabbed the arrow hard on the strawman!
The arrows were successfully sank into the straw man.
He placed the straw man in front of the mace again, and the arrow on the straw man was instantly bounced out.
“!!!”
Hell!
Lin Shan tried back and forth many times, and finally confirmed that it was not because of the bow and arrow, nor was it because of the grass man. Instead, once the man on Xiongshan was regarded as a curse target, the grass man had a protective cover.
In other words, the man on Xiongshan on the other side has a layer of cursed shield on his body.
"The shield that can withstand magical powers!"
The Seven Arrow Book of Nail Heads is not a small magical power, but a higher level of magical power in the sect! According to common sense in the cultivation world, under the same realm, only magical powers can deal with magical powers!
"Has the people on Xiongshan also learned the magical powers of the sect? How could it be..."
"Or maybe he got the protection of the spiritual treasure?"
"Or took the magic pill?"
"Being in the protection of the isolation formation?"
"Meet a Nascent Soul Master?"
...
Lin Shan began to analyze the limited clues and his brain kept analyzing them.
Under the curse of his unmovable thunder every day, the man on Xiongshan was almost out of ammunition and food, but he flew to the southeast with all his might. Is there any reason to go there?
Or is it a chance to save your life?
Opening the map of the East China Sea, Linshan carefully looked through the candlelight, and finally found an island in the southeast corner of the East China Sea.
"Kuzui Island!"
In an instant, Lin Shan's face changed drastically.
Who doesn’t know the only Nascent Soul stage wandering cultivator in the East China Sea? Who doesn’t know!
The reputation has been passed down for five hundred years, and outsiders have no idea where this person comes from and how far his cultivation has reached. Even the three demonic sects that have come from afar do not want to create extravagance.
The only thing the East China Sea monk knew was that this powerful man practiced in seclusion on "Kuxu Island" and practiced Buddhist techniques but did not become a monk. He was known as "Jinglian Layman".
Lin Shan said it was impossible to be calm. He didn't know why the Nascent Soul Stage master helped Xiongshan people. What is the relationship between Xiongshan people and Jinglian lay Buddhists?
After walking back and forth a few times, I became more and more uneasy when I thought about it.
Lin Shan simply gritted his teeth and said, "What do you care about?" Today, there is still one curse left, so I will use it first!"
He picked up the bow and arrow again and pulled it away directly at the straw man. In an instant, he realized that not only was the dying Xiongshan lying in the thatched hut, but there was an old man in gray robe in the thatched hut.
The old man seemed to have expected it and spoke slowly to a certain place in the void.
Chapter completed!