Immortal Road.

Chapter 587: Curse, Star Devouring Transformation

"What???"

The pig-headed monster on the side almost bit off the pig's tongue!
"How come you also know the Seven Arrows Book?"

"Ok?"

The Holy Son of Wu Dao Sect did not answer its question. Instead, he keenly noticed the loopholes subconsciously exposed in its language!
"What do you mean I can do it too? Who else can do it?"

The pig-headed monster immediately shut up, realizing he had said something wrong.

However, the Holy Son of the Wudao Sect was worthy of being the Holy Son. He was used to fighting for power and intrigue with several deputy sect leaders in the sect, and he immediately figured out the connection.

"Haha, that's right."

"You are a creature from Hell. Since you appeared in this world, you must have been summoned by someone who also uses the Seven Arrows Book."

"The cursed host and you are mortal enemies, so it is impossible for him to capture you as a pet. The one who can suppress you and make you submit is most likely the one who cast the curse."

"The leader of the Kun Cult used the Seven Arrows Book to curse his opponent, and then came to suppress you as well, and made you his magical pet."

"Am I right?"

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The pig-headed monster remained silent. It was unable to refute!

When the gray-robed disciple next to him saw this situation, how could he not know the truth?

Immediately exclaimed:

"As expected of you, you are the eldest senior brother. You can guess almost everything based on just one sentence. I am far inferior to you, junior brother."

If Lin Shan were at the scene, he would probably be shocked too.

I didn't do anything, but my underwear was almost pulled out of me!
Fortunately, it was Brother Ji who signed the contract with the pig-headed monster, which was something the Holy Son of the Wudao Sect could never have imagined.

"This pig-headed monster is the pet of the leader of the Kun Cult. I can directly find the location of the leader of the Kun Cult through the contract sensing of this monster."

"Now that I have his formation diagram accessory, I will use it as a medium to cast a curse. I will curse him half to death first, and then I will take his magic pet to find him."

"The enemy is in the open and we are in the dark. It's a good opportunity to get rid of this person and solve a problem for you guys as soon as possible."

"The internal election of the sect is about to begin. If you don't come back soon, I won't be able to hold you back!"

The gray-robed true disciple bowed respectfully:

"Why do you have to go there in person, Senior Brother? As long as you help us curse him from afar and cause him to be seriously injured, we can naturally deal with the leader of the Kun Sect."

"What's more, the Wild Bear Gang we support is now fighting against the Beixian Fortress. The leader of the Kun Cult is just a minor problem, while the Beixian Fortress is the real threat!"

"Once we get rid of Beixian Fort, we can still take care of Jiuyao Peak."

"What is the cultivation level of the Kun Sect leader?"

"He is in the middle stage of Jindan, but he is probably a true disciple of a great sect like us, so he should have the strength of the late stage of Jindan."

"That's fine. It seems I don't need to make another trip."

The Holy Son of Wu Dao Sect nodded. With his cultivation level at the peak of the late Jindan stage, which was only one step away from the Yuanying stage, he cursed a mere middle Jindan stage.

I think if I continue to curse for a while, and my luck improves, I might even curse myself to death!

The Gray Robe Master thought so too.

"With the power of the eldest brother, and his proficiency close to that of the magical seed, he might have cursed him to death before I return! It's a pity that the personal belongings of those people in Beixian Fortress were not brought back."

"Humph! Who do you think I am? I have important things to do, so why would I curse people just for you?"

"Don't dare."

The Gray Robe Master was so frightened that he immediately knelt down, kowtowed and apologized.

"It's a bit too much to be close to the proficiency of the magical seed. I am still far from reaching this level."

The Holy Son of the Wu Dao Sect did not blame him too much, but his face became gloomy when he thought of this.

"That bitch, the Saint of the Ca Nu Palace, somehow managed to break through to the Nascent Soul stage without anyone noticing a few years ago!"

"I cursed without knowing it, and because my cultivation level was one major realm lower, it backfired and I was seriously injured. It took me ten years to recover from the injury!"

"Not only did this bitch cheat me, she also used her Nascent Soul stage status to put pressure on the sect's top leaders, and even secretly funded the vice-sect leaders who were at odds with me!"

The Holy Son of the Wu Dao Sect was filled with hatred and gritted his teeth whenever he thought of it.

"When I break through to the Nascent Soul stage, I will curse her to the point where she can't take care of herself!"

The Gray Robe Master was frightened and lowered his head, not daring to say anything.

No wonder the eldest senior brother left the sect and hid in such a remote place. It turned out that he was afraid that the Saint of the Ca Nu Palace and those deputy sect leaders would make trouble for him.

Simply out of sight, out of mind.

Now that the Saint of the Cha Nu Palace is gone to brush up his proficiency, another person comes along hoping to allow him to play for a little longer.

"I recently broke up the Butian Pavilion and distributed it to other places. You must not only make achievements as quickly as possible, but also be careful. I will return to the mountain gate to settle accounts with those old guys after I break through the Nascent Soul stage."

"Yes."

The Gray Robe True Master felt heavy-hearted. He had not expected that the recent situation in the sect had been so serious.

The Butian Pavilion is an alliance of several sects within the Wu Dao Sect, headed by the Holy Son of the Wu Dao Sect. They are formed just because they are optimistic about him and aim to help him take the position.

There are more than ten Jindan-stage cultivators inside, and there are even more foundation-building and Qi-training disciples below them, all of whom follow his lead!
Now, because of the comprehensive revenge of the Saint Maiden of the Cha Nu Palace outside, they are forced to split up into small groups and lie dormant outside for the time being.

This is called temporarily avoiding the limelight.

Only after the Holy Son of the Wudao Sect breaks through the Nascent Soul Stage can he make a strong comeback and return to the sect in a high-profile manner.

By then, those deputy sect leaders would naturally not be able to compete with him.

"If you have nothing to do, go back first. This infernal creature has a mind of its own. I don't like people around when I'm casting the Seven Arrows Book."

The Gray Robe Master did not leave. He hesitated for a while and then reported something in a low voice.

"Big Brother, Junior Brother Wu Qian who was traveling with us has died."

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The Holy Son of the Wu Dao Sect closed his eyes and remained silent for half an incense stick of time before speaking.

"How did you die?"

"He was killed by this pig-headed monster."

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The Holy Son of the Wu Dao Sect nodded, without opening his eyes, nor getting angry, nor blaming him.

"This hell creature is in the Nascent Soul stage. Junior Brother Wu Qian's death was not unjust. Okay, you can go down now."

The Gray Robe Master felt relieved, heaved a sigh of relief and hurried away, feeling that the air here was too depressing.

The Holy Son of the Wu Dao Sect took out a bunch of props and started tinkering with them.

The pig-headed monster was watching from the side, knowing that he would not have a good ending if he killed the other junior fellow apprentice, so he asked without fear of boiling water.

"What are you going to do with me?"

"you guess."

The Holy Son of the Wudao Sect drew his bow and arrow, aiming at the Chongyang Divine Fire Pillar in front of the straw man.

"Snapped!"

"Humph~"

Lin Shan suddenly groaned inexplicably, and Li Yuanjie and others nearby hurriedly gathered around.

"Master?"

"Ah."

He raised his palm and looked at it in the sunlight. A black spot appeared and disappeared quickly and was quickly suppressed by the powerful magic power in his body.

"call."

Just breathed a sigh of relief, it’s not over yet.

Another surge of powerful force attacked the body, as if there was a channel in the dark that was transporting an inexplicable existence.

He frowned but did not stop.

After a while, a strange wave spread out, generating different strange phenomena in his body, with numbness and itchiness appearing from head to toe, as if countless insect eggs were about to break out of his skin. As expected, he suppressed them again with his powerful magic power.

Countless dead eggs and waste were excreted from his body by his golden body, leaving no trace.

Lin Shan frowned, he didn't know how these insect eggs got in. The channel clearly didn't transport anything just now, just a ripple spread out.

Could it be that it has the function of inducing deformation of one's own body?
Before he could think too much, the third vision came.

The hair suddenly grew wildly, stretching to more than ten feet long, and the tip turned into a ferocious snake head, spitting out its tongue and hissing, almost scaring the surrounding Xun Gu Sect Intelligence Hall disciples!

"Humph!"

Lin Shan's whole body trembled, and he saw a stream of blue and green light spreading from his crown along the hair behind him, and all the snake heads turned to ashes.

Even the wildly growing hair disappeared.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement.

Lin Shan opened his eyes.

"Just now, I seemed to be cursed?"

Li Yuanjie and others looked at each other, and then nodded with a little hesitation.

"It seems so, right?"

They weren't quite sure either.

Lin Shan looked around suspiciously, looking around in all directions.

Now they were flying in the clear blue sky, with sparse clouds and bright sunshine, and under their feet was a large black flying boat.

The mast and sails on the flying boat are golden.

The black color is condensed by the black beetle, and the gold color is condensed by the rhinoceros beetle.

Since learning the "Flying Manual", Lin Shan also possessed the extremely rare "flying magic weapon" in the world of cultivation.

On the lower floor below the cabin, two disciples were specially arranged to look after bundles of hay and feed the black beetles and rhinoceros beetles.

Anyway, no matter what kind of flying boat it is, you always have to provide vitality or energy. There is no perpetual motion machine for no reason.

When Lin Shan led his men away, he also deliberately used the magic weapon, the Phantom Gold Lock, to conceal everyone and secretly leave Jin Yao Peak.

He created and maintained the illusion that he had been in seclusion in Kun Sect, and could not let others know that he had left.

Otherwise, the evil people will definitely steal your house!
As long as he doesn't show up in Chu State and doesn't let his neighbors know he's gone, he can support Jin Yaofeng for a long time.

The route is to enter the northwest of the Swallowing Star Mountains from the southeast of Chu, then follow the periphery to the northeast of the Swallowing Star Mountains, and then go out of the mountains to the southwest of Jin.

There is also the Star-Swallowing Gate in Guo State, which is located here.

The outskirts of the Star-Swallowing Mountains are not very dangerous. As long as you don't do anything too suicidal, it shouldn't pose any threat to Lin Shan.

He was suddenly cursed three times out of the blue, which made him suspicious.

He has always been the one cursing others, but today, someone actually cursed him!

This is really strange!

"Have I offended anyone recently?"

Faced with the leader's questions, Li Yuanjie didn't know what to say.

How would I know who you offended?
Lin Shan thought for a long time and counted his past experiences. He found that he had offended many people intentionally, and countless people unintentionally!

The large and small sects in the Song Dynasty include Qianyun Pavilion, Black Lotus Sect, Qiufeng Valley, Gongsun Family, etc.

In the entire western part of Lu State, except for the Lujiang League, other forces were almost suffocating under his bullying and suppression, and they all wished they could die quickly.

In the northwest of Shandong, there are merchants and Shangyang Academy, which are competing with Xun Gu Sect.

Not to mention the demonic forces around the Jiuyao Peak of the Chu State, they definitely have no good intentions.

As for those random individuals, he was too lazy to remember them.
Who doesn’t have enemies in life? I don’t even have time to cultivate myself, so how can I have the time to find them one by one?

Anyway, even if there is hatred all over the world and there are debts, I won’t be burdened. You can do whatever you want. I will still be free and easy as always!
If you don't bother me, I'd be too lazy to travel thousands of miles to find you.

But today he was suddenly cursed. Although the mosquito bites were not painful or itchy, they still made him alert.

After much thought, I think the curser is most likely a demon.

A curse that can work on yourself is, at the very least, a minor magical spell!
The fact that there was no backlash after cursing once and that he could continue to curse again and again indicated that his cultivation was at the Jindan stage and above.

It is unlikely to be in the Nascent Soul stage, as the power of this curse is average.

Lin Shan made a quick analysis and the only thing he couldn't remember was that a curse should also require a medium, right?
Who took away something that belonged to you?

Because the time span was quite long, he couldn't remember it for a while and fell into deep thought while on the way.

Li Yuanjie and others did not dare to disturb them and could only control the direction on the flying boat.

Jin State, Swallowing Star Gate.

An old scholar with a goatee, a bowler hat, and forehead wrinkles was sitting on a throne, drinking tea and reading a book.

Books are paper books.

The cover has three big characters written on it: "Silver Vase Plum".

"Master, Master, it's not good, Master!"

Suddenly, a disciple dressed as a servant from the mansion ran in, shouting loudly as he came in.

The old scholar was displeased on the spot and put down the book he was reading halfway, but did not close it.

"What's wrong? Speak slowly. It's inappropriate to make such a fuss!"

The disciple adjusted the towel on his head and swallowed.

"Just now, a Jindan Zhenren came to the mountain gate and left a message for his disciple to pass on to you."

"speak."

"That person said that their young master had already left Demon Lord Kuruo the day before yesterday and will come to visit us soon. We should be prepared!"

"Young Master? Which young master?"

The old scholar didn't understand for a moment.

Suddenly I remembered that some time ago, my own Hongdong Patriarch and Zhilian Zhenren had made a deal with the subordinates of a certain young master.

As for what kind of deal it was, he himself didn't know.

Those two guys have been mysteriously leading their disciples into the Star-Swallowing Mountains for decades, reportedly looking for some secret treasure.

"Did the visitor leave his name?"

"He calls himself the Yin Protector."

After the disciple finished his report, he was asked to leave.

The old scholar with a goatee leaned back on his armchair, holding a book in his hand, but he couldn't concentrate on reading.

He was originally a private school teacher in the mortal world. By chance, he embarked on the path to immortality and walked step by step to where he is today. However, his potential has been exhausted and he has lost the ambition to make progress.

The other two people in the Star-Swallowing Gate asked him to go treasure hunting with them, but he was too lazy to go and just wanted to lie there quietly.

When Patriarch Hongdong and Zhilian Zhenren saw that this was feasible, they let him guard the house.

Day after day, year after year, he lived a dull life in the Star-Swallowing Gate.

Occasionally, there are some small incidents like today's, but they cannot shake his mood.

The outside world’s disturbances have nothing to do with me.

But, until a certain moment comes.

There were loud shouts and cries outside the mountain gate. The disciple who had just run in to report crawled in again, followed by a ferocious tree spirit!
"Ancestor, help!"

"Who is this evildoer who dares to attack my Star-Swallowing Gate?"

The old ancestor who stayed behind suddenly stood up, walked to the disciple, killed the tree spirit with one palm, and found that the opponent suddenly turned into a bean that was shattered into pieces.

"Hmm? What is this?"

Just as he lowered his head to observe and think, the disciple who ran in to report suddenly changed his eyes, raised his head, seized the opportunity, and a triangular spear slipped out of his sleeve, and stabbed his ancestor fiercely!

(End of this chapter)