Being favored by evil gods, I became sick and weak and became the Bone Bodhisattva.

Cursed blood gushed out from the back of the little girl's hand for the third time. The blood turned into smoke and floated towards the doll.

boom -

Most of the black smoke was dispersed, and the rest gently brushed the doll's face.

With a plop, it fell to the ground, completely losing its spirit.

After the doll fell to the ground, the blood on the back of Tangtang's hand turned back to red.

But instead of disappearing, the curse was once again embedded in her blood.

Failed, even if the curse-breaking doll made of wood was struck three times, it still failed.

The statement that he "knows a little bit about the art of curses" is just a self-effacing statement. In fact, Agula's accomplishments in curses are the first in the grassland, and he can be ranked among the best in the world.

But in this indirect fight, he was completely defeated!

Tongtian Shaman pondered for a long time before slowly saying: "It is the monk who has achieved immortality through the spell, and he has placed the most vicious blood curse on your family. Every time this curse is activated, it will rob the person who has been cursed of part of their vitality." The curser's body will become weaker and weaker, and he will eventually die within a few years."

As he spoke, he sighed: "Tangtang Shaman, although you have used some method to lock down your vitality, so that you only get one serious illness every month. But most of your family members have already died of premature aging. Alright?"

This is a cruel topic, but in order to understand the ins and outs of the curse and further help Tangtang, Agula had to ask.

.........

"The only one in the family who gets sick every month is Tangtang. Moreover, none of Tangtang's family members died of premature aging."

Unexpectedly, the little girl overturned his judgment directly, and Agula couldn't help but be shocked.

"Sugar Shaman, I know you are very reluctant to talk about this. But I must understand your family's blood curse in detail before I can think of other ways to help you."

Upon hearing this, the little girl replied with her most serious expression: "Agula Shaman, things are really not what you said. Tangtang comes from a place called Baishi Village in Wu State..."

As Tangtang spoke, Tongtian Shaman became more and more confused.

His judgment was not wrong, but Tangtang didn't look like he was lying at all.

So, what's going on here? !

Chapter 189 The Outcast

Although he was wearing a mask, the troubled look on Agula's face could not be hidden from Tangtang.

The current situation is like a doctor who has misjudged the condition and cannot prescribe the right medicine.

Well, using 'wrong judgment' is not very accurate. It should be said that the doctor made a confident judgment, but the result did not match the patient's actual situation at all!

"Agura Shaman, it's okay."

The little girl in turn comforted her: "When Tangtang completes the "Miaoxiang Liuli Sutra", she won't be afraid of curses or anything like that in the future."

Sure enough, there is a way to restrain the curse, but if you really want to break the blood curse, Tangtang Shaman may not have to use this method to achieve immortality.

Agula asked about Tangtang's practice and learned that she was in a period of accumulation and needed a huge amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to get through this stage quickly.

'Thunder Strike Wood can be regarded as a kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure, but it is obviously of no help to Tangtang Shaman's practice. '

Treasures from heaven, materials and earth are rare to begin with, not to mention those that are beneficial to spiritual practice.

Not to mention that Tongtian Shaman didn't have it on hand, even if he did, he would have eaten it... and dropped it...?

Wait, it seems like there really is!

"Tangtang Shaman, do you like barbecue?"

"like!"

"As long as you like it, come to my place tomorrow and I'll grill a very special piece of meat for you."

Very special meat, of course, it refers to lizard meat.

To be honest, Agula has never eaten this thing, so I don’t know if it can add foundation to practitioners.

But it doesn't hurt to try.

The next day, when the little girl came to Tongtian Shaman's tent, she was shocked by the temperature inside.

"It's so hot, Agula Shaman, Tangtang will help you open the tent."

Agula nodded and continued to concentrate on roasting the lizard meat.

This meat cannot be cooked over ordinary fire, so it has to be cooked with lightning wood.

Therefore, Agula also discovered another use of lightning strike wood: when burned as firewood, it has a miraculous effect on dispelling resentful spirits.

..........

"This is neither mutton nor beef."

After taking a bite of the fragrant barbecue, Tangtang said with certainty.

"Why do you see it?" Agula took off his mask and chewed the lizard meat carefully. He felt that the taste was quite good.

"The taste is very different. The meat is particularly chewy, and in addition to the meaty taste, there is also a grassy aroma."

"Ah, I thought that it loved eating milkweed when it was alive, so I made some milkweed juice and dripped it on the meat." Agula said casually.

"Milk juice?" The little girl's eyes lit up: "Please give me some more, some more, Tangtang likes it."

After a barbecue, both of them were sweating profusely.

As for the effect, well, I can’t feel any effect for the time being. I might take a few more meals and see.

"Agula Shaman, Tangtang brings some barbecue back." Sister Wanzi has to try such delicious barbecue.

"it is good"

After eating barbecue for several days, Agula had a dream.

It's not that the Earth Fire God came to seek revenge on him, but - the Great Spirit Lord warned!

The sun is shining brightly in the sky, and large swathes of black-armored troops are gathering on the ground.

Cang is still black, which is the virtue of water. These black-armored troops belong to the Cang Kingdom at a glance.

There is a saying that goes well, if there are more than [-] people, there will be no boundaries.

But the Cang Kingdom dispatched more than [-] warriors this time?One hundred thousand dollars can’t stop it!

The legion is boundless, and the soldiers' brows are even more high-spirited.As the army moved forward, a military force of 'Ten Thousand Victories' was faintly gathering.

This is unreasonable, because the Cang Kingdom and the Grassland have mutual victory and defeat, and they should not have gathered such a terrifying military force that even Agula felt suffocated.

How could it be so, how could it be so!

What factors caused it, General?

Turning his gaze, Agula saw a man in black robes in the center of the military formation.

He is not fat, but at first glance he looks bloated, as if something has been forced into his body.

There was nothing unusual about the areas covered by the black robe, but the exposed palms, neck, and even the skin on the face were all cracked!

It was something in the body that stretched or burst.

..........

Tian Qing, the general of the Cang Kingdom and the master of the Netherworld White Bone Tao, is definitely not in a good state at the moment.

Not only the physical condition, but the mental condition of this immortal was also worrying.

His eyes were filled with boundless demonic thoughts, and the only bit of clarity he had was an almost pure killing intent.

This murderous intention, Agula knew at a glance that it was directed at him.

In more than a hundred years, the two sides fought a total of three times, and lost three times during the day.

But to be fair, without the divine support of the Great Spirit Master, Tongtian Shaman's own strength would be somewhat inferior to that of the Netherworld White Bone Taoist Master.

After three battles and three defeats, it makes sense that he would have demonic thoughts.

But I always feel that things are not that simple.

Putting Tian Qing's situation aside for the time being, Agula believed that his opponent could not bring about such a radical change in an army of one hundred thousand people.

Thinking further, who can do this kind of thing is a mortal?

Not a mortal, that is the God of War!

Is the military god of the Cang Kingdom really going to the grassland for a decisive battle with the Great Spirit Lord?

But where was He? He was not seen in the army.

Thinking this way, Agula's perspective changed uncontrollably.

Rising, rising, rising.

When the Cang Kingdom soldiers on the ground turned into small black dots, and then looked at the entire military formation from a bird's-eye view, the image of 'His' became clear at once.

A cold gaze swept across the sky, and Tongtian Shaman's heart was trembling, and the entire dream was shattered.

........

Opening his eyes suddenly, Agula climbed out of bed and paced back and forth in the dark tent.

When it was dawn, he sent someone to call Harbala.

"Go to the westernmost part of the grassland and see the situation of the exiles."

"Yes!"

Without any nonsense, the bone-decorated shaman responded cleanly and strode out of the tent to carry out his mission.

Harbala's temper sometimes makes Agula feel helpless, but at this moment, Tongtian Shaman feels that this is good.

Carrying a few days of dry food and choosing a horse with strong endurance, Harbala headed west.

The land on the east side of the grassland is the most fertile. Wang Ting and several large tribes are all on the east side, and the west side is where small tribes gather.

But the 'west' where those exiles are located has exceeded the scope of the west of the grassland in the traditional sense.

Not to mention the desolate and barren land, even the water is bitter!

There is not a single cow or sheep as far as the eye can see in Harbala. In this place where even cattle and sheep cannot survive, the exiles have tenaciously taken root.

"Powerful Bone Ornament Shaman, why are you here?"

"I was ordered to come and check on the situation."

Facing those eyes filled with hatred calmly, Halbala asked dully: "Are there any shamans here?"

Chapter 190 Help without hesitation

Seeing that no one answered his question, Halbala dismounted and took out a few dried meat strips from the animal skin bag.

After eating one with relish, the bone-decorated shaman said, "Answer, I'll give these to you."

"..."

Many people stared at the meat strips in his hand and swallowed their saliva, but in the end no one 'betrayed' the shaman of the Exiled Land.

[People here still have strong faith]

Sometimes no answer is also a kind of answer. After making this judgment, Harbala put on a dumb smile and handed over the meat strips in his hand.

"It's not poisonous. I've eaten it. It's for you. Eat it."

A child tried to take the meat stick from his hand, but was slapped hard by the elder.

Amidst the cries, Halbala placed the strips of meat on the ground and rode his horse further into the place of exile.

[No one makes a sneak attack, they know my power very well. 】

[I also blurted out 'powerful bone-decorated shaman' before. It seems that the inheritance of shamans in the Exiled Land has not been broken, and even...]

There are even strong men at the same level as himself!

This is good. Lord Agula will be very happy when he knows this news.

Thinking like this, Harbala suddenly turned around.

Those people were still staring at me with eyes filled with hatred, but the strips of meat on the ground were gone.

[Although hatred has been inherited, it is not hatred to the bone. 】