Immortal Road.

Chapter 126: I am a Nascent Soul power?

"This fellow Taoist must be merciful and merciful."

Lin Shan’s consciousness passed through the void inside the straw man and came to the other side, where he heard these words the first time.

The thatched house was plain and simple, without even a bed. Only the man from Xiongshan was lying quietly on the straw mat, with an old man in a gray robe sitting next to him.

He looked like an ordinary vegetable farmer in the mortal world, with his hands covered with calluses, undried mud hanging from his trouser legs, and small pieces of dry and broken leaves on his hair. One could tell at a glance that he was a hermit who lived a carefree life.

Lin Shan's mouth was dry and he couldn't say anything.

Even if he wanted to say it, he couldn't convey it to the other side. After all, there were tens of thousands of miles of sea between the two sides. He just used the void channel opened by his magical power to travel through it with his consciousness.

The grey-robed old man opposite had a peaceful expression on his face, and it was unknown how high his cultivation level was. He was able to lock onto the void where his consciousness was at a glance, and shook his head at him.

"I am also amazed by your curse power, but using it on a junior in the Foundation Establishment Stage is really a case of bullying the weak."

As Lin Shan listened, he gradually came to his senses. It seemed that this Buddhist monk Jinglian regarded him as a cultivator of the same level as him?

The man from Xiongshan who was sitting on the straw mat also woke up slowly at this time. Seeing the old man in gray robe talking to the void, a look of surprise and doubt appeared on his face.

Mr. Jinglian seemed to have great means. He could feel that Lin Shan's "consciousness" was still in this void, and he took the opportunity to persuade him.

"Fellow Daoist, this young man is ignorant and has angered you. Just give him a minor punishment, why put him to death?"

"Why don't I be a peacemaker and resolve this cause and effect?"

“When will the cycle of revenge end?”

……

The more Lin Shan listened, the more puzzled his expression became. Is there any relationship between this Lay Buddhist Jinglian and Master Xiongshan?
If there is a relationship, it's fine. If not, why bother to mediate? Is there something different about this kid?
He was here thinking wildly and guessing left and right, but the man from Xiongshan who was sitting on the straw mat suddenly got up, followed the gaze of the old man in gray robe, and kowtowed to the void where Lin Shan's consciousness was.

"Senior, please spare my life! Please spare the little bear."

"Little Bear knows he was wrong! Little Bear won't do it again!"

"You are so magnanimous, just treat me like a fart and let me go!"

……

The weeping Xiong Shanshangren begged for mercy. His heart-wrenching and remorseful look was so heartbreaking that anyone who heard it would cry!
The gray-robed old man next to him stretched out his big calloused hand and touched the big head of the man from Xiongshan. The latter immediately burst into tears and cried loudly while hugging the former's muddy trouser legs that he had just returned from planting vegetables.

Lin Shan looked at this scene, how could he not understand what it meant?
Mr. Xiongshan has no idea who he offended, so he has no remorse at all!

It's just that I've been traumatized by the curse over the past twenty days, and I'm scared to death of him.

After all, Lay Buddhist Jinglian had a preconceived notion that the person who cursed him was of the same level as him, and Master Xiongshan naturally believed it without a doubt. He also thought that he had somehow indirectly offended the Nascent Soul Realm, so he was making things difficult for him.

He was even more frightened after learning the "truth"! I am just a small shrimp in the foundation-building stage, do I need to be tortured like this?

What the two people in the thatched hut didn't know was that Lin Shan was not a powerful person at all. His cultivation was not even as good as theirs, and he had no way of communicating through the air. After all, there was only a consciousness here.

He could also sense the attitude of Lay Buddhist Jinglian. Although he kept saying "reconciliation", he did not hear any intention of "reconciliation" at all.

Every sentence conveyed a tone that could not be refused and that I had saved this person.

He didn't even mention what price he was willing to pay, and only asked Lin Shan to unilaterally give up the curse and pursuit.

How could there be such a good thing in this world?
Feeling that his main body was unable to pull the bow, Lin Shan's consciousness had to withdraw to the opposite side.

The moment he left, a crisp sound of collision was heard again, and suddenly Buddha's light flowed from the body of the monk Xiongshan in the thatched hut. Starting from a certain point, circles of ripples spread continuously, and finally slowly calmed down.

How could the two of them not know that this was another attack and warning from the opposite side.

The man on Xiongshan Mountain had a look of palpitations on his face, and the corners of his mouth were secretly bitter. It seemed that the powerful man opposite him didn't want to let him go.

It seems that Mr. Jinglian's face is not of much use.

"Don't worry. The Prajnaparamita magical power I planted in you is specifically designed to restrain such evil and strange techniques."

"If he tries a few more times, he'll give up."

Master Xiong Shan quickly kowtowed and thanked him, but he was also secretly wondering in his heart, this old monster in the Nascent Soul stage had never crossed paths with him before. Now that they met by chance, why did he save him and work so hard to reconcile with him?
Aren't you afraid of offending another monk of the same level? Is there something about him that is worth plotting against?
As I was thinking about it, suddenly the back of my pants was stretched open with a "hiss", and a purple tentacle tail stretched out.

He was dancing from side to side, shaking his head, as if he was feeling a little suffocated because he had been holding it in for too long.

"Senior, this."

"I can't do anything about this tentacle for now. Unlike the other tentacles you've already cleared, this one has taken root in your dantian. If you forcefully remove it, I'm afraid your cultivation will be ruined." "Will this mean that I'll be dead sooner or later?"

"Not necessarily. I see that this thing seems to have its own consciousness and has formed a parasitic relationship with you. If used properly, it may be a blessing in disguise."

The old man in gray robe stroked his beard and looked thoughtfully at the purple "tail" flying behind the man on Bear Mountain.

……

In the dark cave at the other end of the void.

Lin Shan's face was calm and he said nothing. He just quietly put away the props in the corner and blew out the two candles.

I opened the curtains and the sunlight from outside the mountainside shone in again, adding a touch of vitality to the long-lost darkness.

He quietly sat cross-legged again, took out the Blue Sky Pill issued by the Black Lotus Sect, and began to practice alone. After experiencing the strong intervention of the old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, he was not as angry as he had imagined, and everything seemed to be normal.

But the more this happens, the more people who are familiar with him know that this matter will not end like this, and everything has just begun.

"Jinglian Layman, Xiongshan Monk."

"very good."

……

In the days that followed, Lin Shan no longer tried to provoke the sensitive nerves of the people on Xiong Mountain. He knew that with the old man guarding them for the time being, he would not have a chance to succeed.

Anyway, there is still a long time to come, and the initiative is in his hands. Master Jinglian can take care of him for a while, but he can't take care of him for a lifetime. When his cultivation is higher in the future, everything will be solved easily.

After practicing steadily for more than half a year, the entire sea area was calm. His brothers also gradually consolidated the faith of the common people on the small islands.

Everything is going well. After waiting for a year, you can return to the headquarters to report.

However, accidents happen unexpectedly. On a day like any other, Lin Shan, who was practicing in a cave, suddenly heard a thunderous shout outside.

"Who is the leader of this sea area?"

"Come out and see me!"

The echo spread directly to the entire Ezo Island, shaking Lin Shan in the cave and making him stagger all over. All the tea sets and potted plants in the secret room fell to the ground. He almost thought that a powerful enemy had come to his door!

Walk out of the cave and look up.

At this moment, a group of monks appeared in the sky, there were hundreds of them.

Each of them was flying on a flying sword, wearing black, red, or green clothes, and they were all cultivators above the foundation-building stage. There were even more than a dozen Jindan stage immortals leading the group.

"The three sects of the devil have joined forces to investigate."

"The person in charge of this sea area, please come forward immediately."

Lin Shan took a deep breath. What happened? Why did so many people come to find me? Did I commit a crime? Was my secret of stealing Buddha statues exposed?

No! When did I cheat? This was clearly just an idea that had not yet sprouted and was still brewing.

But since they came to me, I didn’t dare to just leave them alone.

As a last resort, Lin Shan, who had something to hide, flew up to the sky with an uneasy mood and clasped his fists under the solemn gazes of hundreds of people.

"I am Lin Shan, the messenger of the Black Lotus Sect and the temporary person in charge of the Ezo Sea Region. I am honored to meet you, seniors."

The leader, a middle-aged man in a blood-red robe, had no expression of joy or sadness. He just took out a token and waved it in front of his eyes as a routine.

Just as Lin Shan wanted to take a closer look at what it was, the person took it back without waiting for him to see.

"I have added Yin Wuming from the Blood River Hall as the captain of the joint detective team of the three sects of the Demonic Path."

"The remnants of the East China Sea, Master Turtle and his disciples, have fled to the nearby seas."

"You must personally lead a thorough search in the next few days, and you must cooperate with us unconditionally in all actions."

"Those who dare to pretend to obey but secretly disobey."

The Jindan stage guardian of the Blood River Palace spat out a word coldly.

"kill!"

(End of this chapter)