Chapter 83 Too Naive
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 had set up an ambush along the road he had to pass. The red-faced Tutuo had nothing to do with him, so he could track him down in the huge Yanyun Mountains?
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's such a pity that such a good dual cultivation cauldron has been ruined by you!"
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 did not 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 the 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 Toutuo 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 can sense your location. You will always be in trouble and have constant misfortune.
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An object 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 across from him in confusion.
I haven't even finished speaking harshly, and this kid has given up? Hand 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 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 people from the Huanxi Sect could sense the direction, I couldn't stay.
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 gave it up 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 didn't disrupt 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 spirit 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 Linshan with his Zen staff:
"You still have the nerve to say that! You and the auction host colluded together and engaged in shady transactions together. You are shameless!"
The two were yelling at each other across a creek.
Cursing and cursing, naturally the anger became more and more intense.
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 be angered. 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 attacks.
The two were evenly matched and both showed real fire.
After fighting, the red-faced Tutuo seemed to have a strong temper and decided to fight Lin Shan to the end. He grabbed a handful of spirit stones from his storage bag and began to absorb them while beating them, obviously intending to fight to the death!
When Lin Shan saw this, he took a lesson from his own storage bag!
But it seems empty?
Lin Shan didn't believe in evil, so he swung his sword again and fished it out again!
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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. 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 had finally made great progress in cultivation. He was equipped with shotguns instead of cannons. He was so high-spirited and satisfied 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 bastards 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 is getting weaker and weaker, and the range is gradually shortening, can the red-faced Tutuo Na see that his opponent's spiritual power is about to run out? Now he waved his Zen staff and came close to me.
This move is in line with Lin Shan's intention. If the 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 heart-protecting mirror, and a string of sparks flew out, but the pitted mirror was extremely strong and showed no signs of being damaged. It can also move up and down to help its owner automatically fend off enemies, allowing you to block accurately no matter how tricky your moves are.
"High-level defensive weapon!"
The red-faced Tutuo was shocked. He followed Linshan from Yichuan with his weak sense. This kid wandered around the Yanyun Mountains, going up mountains and down rivers, which made him suffer a lot. He finally caught up with Lin Shan after the series of battles, but did not see the previous battle.
I thought I had two mid-level magic tools, a Zen staff and a cassock, but I had already wandered away during the Qi training period. Unexpectedly, the kid opposite him even had high-level magic weapons and a rare and extreme physical defense. This was a top quality that even monks in the foundation-building stage rarely saw!
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 swung the mid-level magic weapon Cold Iron Sword directly over the Zen staff and hit the red cassock on his body.
"Bang bang bang bang bang! Zila~"
As a mid-level defensive weapon, the red cassock had excellent spell defense, but it was powerless against physical attacks. The defensive shield was violently smashed open several times, and Leng Buding was torn open by a sword blade.
"Ah! Sa's cassock"
The red-faced Toutuo felt extremely distressed and quickly used his Zen staff to block the edge of the sword.
But his Zen staff is originally a heavy weapon, powerful and powerful, suitable for fighting others head-on 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 the help of high-level magic weapons.
As time went by, the red-faced Tutu felt that his cassock could no longer withstand it. There were tears 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 theoretically withstand attacks, but they also require subsequent maintenance. It is impossible to take endless beatings, otherwise sooner or later it will be destroyed by the same level of attacking magic weapon.
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 give up. He was ambushed one after another today, and he had been unhappy for a long time. These bastards really thought he was a soft persimmon, and they came up one by one to punish him.
The key is to beat away one after another, just like the gourd boy saving grandpa. The two princesses and 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. The opponent was made miserable by him, and could only keep dodging left and right, waving the Zen staff indiscriminately 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 and festive color leaked out.
"Scared!"
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 actually 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 water 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 decisively
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.
For the sake of his last dignity, the red-faced Toutuo shamefully chose to run away. With his thighs splayed 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 power in his body right now, and he didn't have any 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 period of Qi training, he is considered a master, but he doesn't know if he can win if he encounters 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.
I collected the storage bags of the two dead men and saw that they were all poor men.
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!
Have you ever heard of a magical power that can kill people thousands of miles away?
(End of chapter)