The ancient giant bear hiding in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 215 Three Disasters
"Pooh!"

Spitting out the sand in his mouth, Wang Wu walked around the big sand dune angrily, but he didn't find anything special.

He released aura light film to test it, but there was no movement.

If he hadn't really sensed the life breath of those monsters before, he would really think he had seen a ghost.

"I just don't believe it. I'll just wait here!"

Wang Wu was determined to risk it all, even if he got infected with the evil wind and bone epidemic again.

He can lie down on the big sand dune and do whatever he wants, but if you natives dare to come out, he is determined to take you hostage.

He has now confirmed that this desert native has no connection with the outside world, nor is he a demon from the West Sea Bee Kingdom, so there should be no possibility for him to communicate with Lu Wuchen and Master Yufeng.

Just like that, Wang Wu really waited for three days, and then as expected, he was eroded by the evil wind again and contracted the evil wind bone plague.

But here in the big sand dunes, there is still no movement.

"Is it really an illusion?"

Just as he was about to drill underground, a faint light suddenly flashed above the big sand dune, and a layer of transparent protective shield appeared on it. The big lizard seen last time quickly drilled out, still carrying more than 20 natives on its back. But the strange thing was that they seemed to be able to see Wang Wu, and they all stared at him but did not stop.

Wang Wu was about to catch up when he heard an old voice, "Young friend, please come in and have a chat."

Looking back, he saw three figures standing on the big sand dune. The one in the front was a white-haired old man wearing a strange linen robe. Behind him were two strong men who were staring at Wang Wu vigilantly.

So, his passive concealment is ineffective?
Yes, it turns out that being infected with the evil wind and bone epidemic will make passive concealment ineffective!
At this time, Wang Wu made up his mind and strode onto the sand dune. Strangely, he didn't feel anything. As he walked, the sand dune under his feet turned into a green hill. The three old men in front of him were still standing in the same place, but under their feet there was no sand dune, but green grass.

Looking back, there is no desert anymore. There is bright sunshine above my head, a green valley in front of me, flat farmland in the distance, and a small town at the end of the valley. It is like a paradise.

"My dear friend, you have been infected with the evil wind and bone plague. Let me treat you."

At this time, the old man smiled and spoke.

Wang Wu hesitated after hearing this, but still transformed into a human, clasped his hands and said, "Thank you for letting me take refuge here. I am sorry for coming here so abruptly. May I ask where this place is? Also, I am from the demon clan. Will I cause any unnecessary trouble to you? If possible, I just want to ask you a few questions, and then I will leave. I will never disclose any information about you."

Hearing this, the old man shook his head and smiled. Even the two strong men behind him who were very vigilant seemed to let down their guard a little.

"My friend, there is no need to be so reserved. This is Shamen Village. Your arrival will not change anything here, because the residents here include humans, monsters, and spirits. We don't have as many rules as the outside world, nor do we have as many conflicts of interest. As for leaking, Shamen Village is not a secret. Anyone who wants to come can come, and anyone who wants to leave can leave. I am called Old Man Sha, and I am currently the ninth village chief of Shamen Village. Come on, your evil wind and bone plague cannot be delayed."

"Thank you, old man!"

Wang Wu hurried to catch up. The reason he was looking for the natives of the desert was to cure the evil wind and bone epidemic.

At this time, the old man Sha walked down the hillside and brought Wang Wu to a small courtyard. Outside the courtyard was a large vat with a diameter of 100 meters, which was full of mud.

"My friend, you should recover your original form. Jump down and soak here for three months. You will be cured of the evil wind and bone plague. But you must not get infected again in the future. Although it can be cured, each time you get infected, you will lose three years of your life. It's not worth it."

"What? Even if I am cured, my life span will be reduced by three years?"

Wang Wu was stunned.

"Yes, the evil wind and bone plague is so evil. Even if you are cured, your life span will still be reduced by three years. But if you don't cure it, the evil wind and bone plague will evolve every three months. Each evolution will inevitably reduce your life span by three years, and this will continue until you die."

Hearing this, Wang Wu quickly returned to his bear form and jumped directly into the vat. It turned out that he had no idea what was in the mud. As soon as he jumped in, his whole body began to feel numb and itchy, and he was in terrible pain.

But this has the same effect as when he practices internal breathing, mobilizing the circulation of qi and blood, and running the ice and fire spiritual roots.

In other words, the old man Sha did not lie to him.

Only then did Wang Wu let go of his high level of vigilance.

"My dear, please stay here for now. I will arrange for someone to deliver meals to you every day. In Shamen Village, all residents are equal. As long as you don't cause trouble, nothing will happen."

After saying that, the old man Sha entered the courtyard, but the two strong men were guarding beside him.

Wang Wu couldn't care less for the time being, because he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be various toxins in the mud. In such a short while, he had been poisoned by almost two or three hundred kinds of poisons.

The information that appeared in the property column flooded the screen like snowflakes.

However, although there are many types of these toxins, they will not have a profound impact on Wang Wu. Instead, they can restrain and check each other, and ultimately be used to reduce the damage caused by the evil wind and bone epidemic.

In short, it's magical!

Wang Wu felt that this so-called Old Man Sha was most likely a master of alchemy, or a human hermit with high moral character.

Being so kind to a demon like him... Well, he didn't believe it!

In short, it is necessary to maintain the necessary vigilance. At this time, Wang Wu was practicing the internal breathing method to mobilize the Qi and blood circulation while enjoying the treatment of the evil wind and bone epidemic by the hundreds of toxins.

It turns out the effect is quite good. It can at least reduce the despairing pain to one third.

This made Wang Wu very excited. If this method could be used to effectively eliminate the permanent damage caused by the evil wind and bone epidemic, even if it was just a reduction, from a permanent -3 years of lifespan to -1 year of lifespan, it would be worth it.

For the next half month, the old man Sha did not appear again. Instead, Wang Wu felt more and more relaxed, and he could hardly feel the pain brought by the evil wind and bone epidemic.

This is really amazing. You know, the first two times, this evil wind and bone epidemic really tortured him for no more than ninety days.

That old man Sha is really an expert in medicine.

It’s because this old man never showed up, otherwise Wang Wu would have to kowtow to him twice, and it would not be an exaggeration to call him his savior.

In this situation, Wang Wu had nothing better to do, so he chatted with the two strong men and asked them all kinds of questions.

For example, what exactly is this desert like?
What is that evil wind?
Why is Shamen Village not affected by the evil wind?

How do the residents make a living?
Don’t you want to leave Shamen Village and see the outside world?
What are those colorful little bugs that the residents of Shamen Village go out to catch?
Have you lived here since childhood? Is Shamen Village self-sufficient?

Why can the demons and humans in Shamen Village coexist peacefully...

But no matter how Wang Wu asked, the two elder brothers just didn't respond. They gave him an eighth-grade spiritual fruit every day, and other than that, they pretended to be deaf and dumb.

It's so boring.

As time passed, Wang Wu could no longer feel the pain brought by the evil wind and bone epidemic. He could practice at will. He almost thought that his evil wind and bone epidemic had been cured.

Until a month came, he was practicing quietly, when suddenly a slight pain interrupted his practice, and at the same time a line of information cruelly and mercilessly hit him in the face.

Life span - 1 year!
What is meant to come will come, and what is meant to be lost forever will be lost.

"What's going on! Is it possible that my evil wind and bone plague has not been cured yet?"

Wang Wu was completely confused.

Over the past month and a half, he really didn't feel anything at all. None of his fur fell off, and his body didn't even feel weak.

How come even in this situation, my life span, my life, and my physical strength are still being deducted!
Then he would have spent this month soaking in the mud in vain!
But maybe next month will be better?
Wang Wu pinned his hopes on this, but what could he do? Old man Sha refused to meet him, and his two followers were dumb and deaf. Was he going to jump out of this mud by himself?

He really didn't want to give up even the slightest bit of hope.

In the following second month, Wang Wu practiced frantically, even trying to push himself to his limits to see if any miracle would happen.

Because the pain and all abnormal conditions caused by the evil wind and bone epidemic are gone, and it has never broken out once.

However, when the second month ended, while Wang Wu was anxiously waiting, the information that made him collapse and despair finally appeared.

No more, no less, it is still a permanent deduction of one year of life.

At this point, his three years of life have been deducted, and he has to continue treatment for another month to eliminate the root cause of the evil wind and bone epidemic.

It seems that Old Man Sha’s mud therapy is just good-looking but not practical.

Except that it reduced the pain he endured, the cost was no less.

For a moment, Wang Wu felt hopeless and had completely given up, really.

This resistance to evil wind cannot be brushed!

"My friend, how do you feel?"

At this time, an old voice sounded. It was the old man Sha who had not appeared for two consecutive months.

"Senior, this evil wind and bone epidemic is too strange. I clearly feel that I have recovered, but my lifespan is still decreasing." Wang Wu smiled bitterly. Now he didn't have the mind to think about whether this old man Sha was good or evil.

He was really devastated.

Unexpectedly, old man Sha smiled, as if he had expected this result.

Then he suddenly asked, "My friend, have you ever heard of the three disasters of Yang thunder, Yin fire, and evil wind?"

Wang Wu was stunned. "Senior, I have never heard of Yang Thunder and Yin Fire, but I have heard of evil wind. Could it be the evil wind that caused me to be infected with the evil wind bone plague?"

"Yes, that's right! In this world, all living beings who practice cultivation, whether they follow the path of innate bloodline or the path of acquired cultivation, will eventually end up in the same place and face the three disasters."

"If I survive these three disasters, will I become an immortal?" Wang Wu asked hurriedly. Although he had never thought about it or believed that he could become an immortal, who wouldn't be curious about such a thing?
"Haha, I don't know. I have lived for three thousand years, and now my life is coming to an end, but I can't get an accurate result." Old man Sha sighed, but what he said really surprised Wang Wu. Damn, this old man has lived for three thousand years!
(End of this chapter)