Lin Shan looked at the red-faced Toutuo in surprise, and couldn't understand how this guy found him.
He could barely understand that Princess Guo and others knew that he was returning to Yichuan and set up an ambush on the only way he could pass. How could this red-faced Tutuo track him down in the huge Yanyun Mountains since he had nothing to do with him?
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's such a shame that such a good dual cultivation cauldron has been ruined by you like this!"
The red-faced Toutuo opposite looked at Princess Dayan who fell on the ground, shaking his head and sighing. He only regretted that Lin Shan didn't know how to cherish the beauty and cherish the jade, and wasted such good looks and cultivation. If the princess was given to him...
"Hmph! Princess Dayan is a demon cultivator in the late stage of Qi training. If you want to practice dual cultivation with her, you won't be afraid of being exhausted by then!"
When Lin Shan saw that the visitor was unkind, he naturally would not speak nicely to him, but just sneered and ridiculed him.
Unexpectedly, when Toutuo heard this, he seemed to feel that Lin Shan was insulting and questioning his professional ability, and he opened his mouth and yelled:
"What do you know, kid? When it comes to dual cultivation, our Huanxi Cult is the expert. The magic cultivator's tonic skills are nothing to mention in front of us!"
After Lin Shan heard about the Huanxi Sect, he promptly asked: "The Huanxi Sect? What does it have to do with the Huanxi Sect that was exterminated hundreds of years ago? Did you come to me because of the Huanxi Buddha statue?"
"That's right!" The red-faced Tutu said with a pious expression: "The Huanxi Sect and the Huanxi Sect are originally one body. They were both built by believers who believe in the Huanxi Buddha. The Huanxi Buddha statue in your hand is a sacred object of our sect."
Lin Shan took out the statue of Happy Buddha from his storage bag with a speechless expression. He stared at the enhanced panel and looked at it several times to make sure that he did not miss any hints about magical powers and spells. It was just an ordinary "God of Joy" extracting faith.
stuff.
"That's it? Holy object?"
The red-faced Tutu opposite had an angry look on his face, and Lin Shan's expression made him feel extremely insulted:
"That boy! Hand over the holy object! As long as you hold it in your hand, all believers in our religion will be able to sense your location. You will always be in trouble and have constant misfortune... uh...
Um?"
Something was thrown directly across the stream and landed in his hands. It was the statue of Happy Buddha!
The red-faced Toutuo looked at Lin Shan opposite with a confused expression.
Before he even finished his harsh words, this kid gave up? He handed it over directly?
He checked it himself and found that it was indeed the Happy Buddha Statue. He then sensed the sign on the other side and found that there was indeed no mark of the Happy Buddha Statue on the boy's body.
"You...you, are you going to give it to me right now?"
The red-faced Toutuo was a little doubtful about life and couldn't believe it. He pointed at Lin Shan and started to stutter.
Lin Shan also had a strange look on his face: "If I don't give it to you, how can I keep it for the New Year?"
Anyway, the ancient charm of this thing has been sucked away by him, so naturally it has little value. And once I heard that it can be sensed by people from Huanxi Cult, it is even more impossible to keep it.
Even if the tutu said he didn't want it anymore, he would still find a corner and throw it away.
The red-faced Toutuo opposite was still hesitant: "You paid a sky-high price of 1,600 spiritual stones to buy it, and you just didn't want it anymore if you said you didn't want it?"
Having said this, Lin Shan seemed to have been stabbed in a sore spot, and suddenly jumped up and cursed at the red-faced Toutuo:
"It's 1,625 spirit stones! If you hadn't disrupted the situation, I could have won it with 1,400 spirit stones, but you made me lose more than 200 spirit stones!"
The more Lin Shan thought about this, the angrier he became. His monthly salary at the auction house was only 100 spiritual stones, and now it was gone for two months. How could he not feel heartbroken.
The red-faced Toutuo opposite seemed to be a master who refused to be insulted. He pointed at Lin Shan with his Zen staff:
"You still have the nerve to say that! You and the auction host colluded and engaged in shady trading together. You are shameless!"
The two of them cursed at each other across a creek.
As he cursed and cursed, his temper naturally grew stronger and stronger.
Lin Shan felt that he was fully equipped in the late stage of Qi training, and he was not afraid of anyone with full firepower. The red-faced Tutuo on the opposite side also refused to accept the anger. The two of them argued more and more fiercely, and they even started fighting later.
Lin Shan held an intermediate magic weapon in his hand and started a sword attack with the opponent.
Unexpectedly, the Zen staff in the red-faced Tutuo's hand was also a mid-level magic weapon. The tip could shoot out a stream of Buddha's light moon blades, which was really powerful. The cassock on his body was not ordinary, and he didn't suffer much damage from just a few sword energy.
The two were evenly matched and both showed real fire.
After beating, the red-faced Tutuo seemed to have a strong temper, and decided to fight Lin Shan to the end. He grabbed a handful of spiritual stones from the storage bag and began to absorb them while beating, obviously intending to fight to the death!
When Lin Shan saw this, he learned the lesson and fished it out of his storage bag!
But it seems...empty?
Lin Shan did not believe in evil, so he waved his sword again and fished again!
"..."
Now he was more than half awake.
Damn it!
I almost forgot that I am a pauper, and I can’t find a damn spiritual stone in my body!
The red-faced Toutuo on the opposite side fought more and more fiercely, and Lin Shan had previously fought with the four Princess Guo, and then with Princess Dayan, and now he was fighting the red-faced Toutuo non-stop, and his physical and spiritual strength began to be stretched.
"Okay, okay!"
Lin Shan laughed angrily. He finally made great progress in cultivation. He was equipped with shotguns instead of cannons. He was so high-spirited and proud that he was ambushed by this group of people one after another as soon as he left Yichuan.
Kill the first wave and there will be a second wave, kill the second wave and there will be a third wave!
A bunch of idiots who don't respect martial ethics!
Nowadays, this red-faced Toutuo is obviously very powerful, but because of his weak spiritual power and empty pockets, he is at a disadvantage.
Seeing that Lin Shan's sword energy was getting weaker and weaker, and the range was gradually shortening, could the red-faced Tutuo Na see that his opponent was about to run out of spiritual power? He waved his Zen staff and came close to him.
This move is in line with Lin Shan's intention. If spiritual power is not enough, it is not enough. At least it is no problem to support the defensive weapon and passively protect the master. Who is afraid of whom in hand-to-hand combat?
Relying on the protection of the high-level magic weapon and the sharpness of the mid-level magic weapon, Lin Shan directly fought for his life with the red-faced Tutuo.
"Clang clang clang!"
The Zen staff hit the cloud-copper breast mirror, and a series of sparks flew out. However, the pitted mirror was extremely strong and showed no signs of being damaged. It could also move up and down to help the owner automatically defend against enemies, no matter how tricky your moves were.
It can also block accurately.
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The red-faced Toutuo was shocked. He followed Linshan all the way from Yichuan with a weak sense. This kid wandered around the Yanyun Mountains, going up mountains and rivers, which made him suffer a lot. He finally made it to Linshan repeatedly.
After the battle, I caught up and didn't see the previous battle.
I thought that I had two mid-level magic weapons, a Zen staff and a cassock, and I had already wandered away during my Qi training period. I didn't expect that the guy opposite even had high-level magic weapons, and he was also a rare extreme physical defense. This is a building
It is a masterpiece that is rare for monks in the foundation period to see!
But what surprised him even more was what was behind him. Lin Shan had a high-level magic weapon to block without being distracted. He waved the mid-level magic weapon Cold Iron Sword directly over the Zen staff and directly hit the red cassock on his body.
"Bang bang bang bang bang! Zila~"
As a mid-level defensive weapon, the red cassock has excellent spell defense, but it is unable to cope with physical attacks. The defensive shield was violently smashed open several times, and Leng Buding was scratched by a sword and torn open.
"Ah! Sa's cassock..."
The red-faced Tutu was heartbroken and quickly used his Zen staff to block the edge of the sword.
But his Zen staff is originally a bulky weapon, powerful and powerful, suitable for head-to-head confrontation with others and exchanging injuries for injuries. How can it keep up with the agile and elegant magic sword of a wind-based immortal cultivator?
The sword fight between the two became intense. Lin Shan had been a warrior after all. Although he was not very proficient in martial arts, he was able to dance with ease with his sword skills thanks to his high-level magic weapons for defense.
As time went by, the red-faced Tutu felt that his cassock could no longer withstand it. There were cracks and tatters on it. If this continued, this treasure would be destroyed.
The mirror shield is designed to resist physics, and the armor is designed to resist magic. Naturally, these two people understand common sense in the world of cultivation.
After all, defensive magic weapons can only withstand attacks in theory, but they also need to be maintained afterwards. They cannot be beaten indefinitely, and sooner or later they will be destroyed by attacking magic weapons of the same level.
Immortal cultivators burn money when fighting, and there is no telling how many spiritual stones they will lose in a fight. If they cannot kill the opponent and seize property, it will definitely be a loss-making business.
But Lin Shan on the opposite side was unwilling to let him go. He was ambushed one after another today, and he had been feeling unhappy for a long time. These bastards really thought he was a soft persimmon, and they came to attack him one by one.
The key is to fight off one after another, just like the gourd baby saving grandpa. The two princesses are probably gone by now.
He poured all his grievances on this tutu, and used the cold iron sword in his hand to draw three strokes. He made his opponent miserable, and could only keep dodging left and right, and waving the Zen staff in vain.
Make some unnecessary struggles.
"Bah~"
The sound of the fabric tearing was heard again. The red-faced Tutuo's trousers could not withstand the pressure. The sword penetrated the cassock and was cut into strips. It fell from his waist, and a bright red festive color leaked out.
"scare!"
Both of them were startled and jumped out of the battle circle.
Lin Shan took a closer look and realized that it was not a hidden weapon. He was very surprised that this tutu liked red pants. Do all lay disciples in this world dress so wildly?
The red-faced Toutuo, on the other hand, acted as if someone had discovered a deep secret, and was so ashamed that he had no face to see others. This unique habit was really offensive to a lay disciple.
"That boy, wait for me at Sajia."
"The green mountains will not change and the green waters will always flow. We will see you again in the future."
"Don't fall into my hands next time!"
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While saying harsh words, the red-faced tutu held up his red pants and ran away in a hurry.
You must know that although he is very confident in his own size, there was an obvious look of disdain in the eyes of the boy opposite him just now, which was accurately captured by the red-faced Tutuo who was very concerned about this.
It’s not scary to be exposed, whoever is younger will be embarrassed.
Anyway, the Happy Buddha statue has been obtained, and this time the goal has been achieved. For the sake of his final dignity, the red-faced Tutu shamefully chose to run away. With his legs spread out, he jumped left and right into the woods, and disappeared in an instant.
Lin Shan put away his sword and mirror and did not pursue him. He didn't have much spiritual energy in his body right now, and there were no spiritual stones to restore it. Even if he turned on the wind control technique, he wouldn't be able to last for a while. There was a high probability that he wouldn't be able to catch up with the opponent.
However, he fought three games in a row today and defeated three groups of people, making his self-confidence unprecedentedly high!
It seems that during the Qi training period, I am considered a master, but I don't know if I can defeat a disciple from a major sect.
Lin Shan shook his head and chose to evacuate. Now that he was in the Yanyun Mountains, it was better to find a place to recover his spiritual power as soon as possible.
Before leaving, he didn't forget one thing. He picked up the remains of the talisman sword that was broken into two pieces on the ground. The middle-aged man in Jinyi thought they could run away?
Humph, so naive!
Chapter completed!