When Song Yan came to the shore, his body was a lot easier, and it was strange to say at this time, Shi Han's body had already improved as before, and all the Gu poison had already gathered on his chest.

At this time, Shi Han's spirit is almost not much connected with an ordinary person, but Song Yan knows that he doesn't want to use the law as Shi Han's words, so he is already the best now. Moreover, maybe at any time, the Gu poison hidden in his body would suddenly come out and kill him. "How is it! Did you say that you feel strange?" Song Yan looked at Shi Han and asked what he was most worried about. But fortunately, Shi Han's answer made him put his heart back in his stomach.

"Very good, master, I haven't felt so relaxed for many years!" Shi Han even jumped twice in order to make Song Yan believe his words. But as soon as he finished his movements, the sound of coughing was heard.

Obviously, Shi Han was not as easy as he said. "Okay! Don't force it! Your master will definitely find a wizard for you to heal you!" Zhang Rui looked at Shi Han's sensible appearance, and couldn't help but feel a trace of love in her heart. Shi Han is only eleven years old at most, and Song Yan and Zhang Rui are only ten years old, which is when they are young. Looking at Shi Han, Song Yan not only thought of the wizard.

A wizard is a witch doctor, and he is also a variant of martial arts. This kind of person is generally good at Gu poison, and only a very few people can use straw puppets. Song Yan looked at the two of them and smiled. Then several people walked together in the direction of the city. There are no big cities in southern Xinjiang, and even if there are, there are some large fishing villages. The land here is not as large as the northern or eastern regions. However, the richness of this Nanyu cannot be caught up with the Eastern Regions and Northern Xinjiang combined.

Song Yan walked in a nearby fishing village, which was surrounded by wooden fences that looked like they had grown out of it. There are only a dozen houses in the fishing village. At first glance, there are not many fishermen who live too much. But at this time, it was full of people. Death is full of stalls. And there were at least three people in each stall haggling. "What!" Zhang Rui was not only a little smacked when she saw this scene. With a puzzled face, he asked Song Yandao: "When I was in Tiangang Sect, I heard people say that southern Xinjiang is desolate! The people of Nanjiang are all barbarians, and their strength is not one, how can so many people gather here today." And it's so lively. ”

"I don't know, but it looks like they should have something going on!" Song Yan didn't know why they were all gathered here. But he still keenly felt that these people seemed to have come here for a purpose. While they were thinking, suddenly there was a whine in the distance. Then the people in the whole street felt like they had been ordered. They put down the objects in their hands, got up and walked briskly to the place where the sound came to mind.

"Let's keep up!" Song Yan glanced at everyone and Shi Han and the two of them. Then they just followed behind the group. The crowd followed the sound out of the town that suggested a fence to besiege it. I came to an open field. And in the middle of this empty place, a tall pillar stands. And on top of which pillar stood an old man dressed in gray. The old man held a seawillow wooden weighing crutch in his hand, and above the crutch there was a skull the size of a fist.

The most terrifying thing is that one of the skull's eyes also emits a faint purple light. "Wizard!" Song Yan was shocked in his heart, isn't he here for this kind of wizard. Now the wizard on the candlestick is at most the martial artist realm, and for Song Yan, it is easy to subdue him. However, in order to cure the Gu poison on Shi Han's body. Song Yanke didn't plan to use hard ones as soon as he came up. "Mi Ma Hong Li Tang Kule ......"

A burst of words that Song Yan didn't understand sounded in the wizard's mouth. As his voice fell, the fishermen in the open space all knelt reverently on the ground. And there are two graceful women, holding a small cyan plate, shuttling through the crowd. Before they could reach a man, the man got up and grabbed a little bean from the plate. Then he stuffed it directly into his mouth without thinking about it.

Seeing this, Song Yan and the others were a little puzzled, not understanding what they were doing. But what happened next completely surprised Song Yan. I saw that these people were all excited after eating the little beans. Then, after the wizard waved his hand, a trace of white air wafted between everyone's mouth and nose. The white qi of dozens of people gathered together in the sky, and then the wizard inhaled deeply. Silently approached the wizard's body.

And those who contributed to the white qi immediately became sluggish one by one. Some can't even hold on to their kneeling position. He collapsed directly on the ground. And the wizard who absorbed that white qi, the momentum on his body was not only a little stronger than just now. "This is ......" Song Yanrao really couldn't guess that this martial artist was really cultivating with human yang energy. This kind of cultivation method of sword going sideways is really rare. It is conceivable that the wizard must be stronger than the martial artist of the same realm in terms of strength. This is because this kind of off-the-beaten-path cultivation method must have a powerful lethality, and the cultivation speed is extremely fast.

However, they also have their own insurmountable gaps. That is when the ** neck is very broken when advancing, not only that, but the vitality is also half of that of a normal monk. At this time, the wizard taught Song Yan a lesson. The fishermen who were absorbed by him were picked up by two graceful women, and then one of them raised Yuan Dan for a moment. This is also in this southern Xinjiang, if it were other parts of the mainland, this elixir would not be treated as jelly beans for mortals to eat at all.

The desolation of southern Xinjiang is not that there are insufficient resources at all, but that it is separated by Black Purple Lake on all sides, and ordinary martial cultivators cannot come here. So I know that there are abundant resources here, but I can't often come to loot them. However, if they can't come, it will become the extreme way of cultivation here, because of the lack of martial arts, people here must find their own way if they want to cultivate, and only then did wizards appear. And because of this, this place is regarded as a barbarian on the mainland, and the originally rich place in southern Xinjiang has been misrepresented as a desolate place.

At this time, Song Yan saw the wizard finish casting the spell. He was sitting cross-legged on a pedestal pranayama. Not only did I have the heart to go up and find out. After all, although this southern Xinjiang is an island, its area is not small. It's not easy to find the right wizard either. But when Song Yan was just about to step forward, the hoarse voice of the martial artist came to mind. "I advise Your Excellency not to take a step closer! Otherwise, no matter whether you are a Wuzun or a Wuzong, you will not be able to leave Southern Xinjiang alive!"

Hearing this, Song Yan frowned slightly, but looked back at Shi who was full of anticipation, "At that time, your business has nothing to do with me!And I don't need you to understand you in anything!So, you can go!" I really want to go to Song Yan. But Song Yan came over this time with absolute certainty, and when he came out, he touched his nose, so how could he suppress these breaths. So, Song Yan's expression was cold, and then he said: "Don't think that I will be afraid of you in Southern Xinjiang, let alone that you are a little martial artist-level wizard, even if Wuzun remembers that the wizard comes out, I will still make him obedient!"

"Hmph! The tone is not small!" Song Yan's few words of Ha completely made this person unable to do it. Not only did he stand up at once, but he stretched out his hand to cheer up the skeleton curator, and he was about to attack Song Yan when he saw the breeding. And Song Yan did not show weakness, and pushed Zhang Rui and Shi Han away. At the same time, the Sword of the Breeze was removed. 'Desolation'. Draw your sword and unsheath it. Seeing that the two people were about to make a move, at this moment, a burst of women's laughter suddenly came from the ground not far away.

"Hehehehehe! It's a guest from afar! Why do you have to fight with our martial artist as soon as you arrive in our southern Xinjiang!" the woman's voice muttered. Sounds extraordinarily beautiful. But when Song Yan looked back at the voice, he was obviously disappointed, and there was a person on the ground not far from him who was dressed exactly like the wizard in front of him, and it was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman in a wide robe. And his hat was shining on his head. Only the outline of a face can be seen outside.

As if he found that Song Yan was staring at him, this person immediately turned his face half sideways and continued: "Distinguished guest, please come with me, my great prophet is waiting for you!"

"Great Prophet, wait for me?" Song Yan was stunned, he didn't know when he was taken by a great prophet. But no matter what, since they were so warmly invited, Song Yan had no reason not to go, after all, they didn't have any malice now. "Okay! lead the way!" said Song Yan and pulled Zhang Rui and Shi Han and walked with this person. The group didn't go far before they stopped in front of a cave. Then the person who led the way gave a gentle salute. He was the first to enter the cave. A moment later, the man's voice could be heard from inside.

"Song Gongzi, please come in. The prophet is already waiting for you!" Hearing this, Song Yan walked in with Zhang Rui Shihan. But then the man's voice came again. "Song Gongzi, the prophet only invites you to go alone!" Song Yan and the others were obviously stunned when they heard this, and then this person pulled the corner of his clothes. Motioned for her not to go. But although Song Yan's brows were slightly furrowed, he still walked in resolutely.

Zhang Rui, who was watching outside the door, not only complained. But fortunately, there was no fight after sending him in. The whole cave remained calm. At this time, Song Yanzui had already chartered the O line. was staring at a person in front of him, his eyes exploding without blinking. Because it was no one else in front of him, it was Zhang Fu. The head of the Zhang family back then.

"Zhang Fu?" It took a long time for Song Yan to recover from the shock, not only his mouth was a little stammering. He asked aloud, "You...... You...... Why are you here!What the hell is going on?"Hehe! Song Gongzi! Let me tell you slowly! But before I say this, let me ask you a question!" Zhang Fu said while pouring tea and looking at Song Yan with a smile on his face.

"Oh, you ask!" "Okay, let me ask Song Gongzi! Have you ever heard of the witch god?" "Witch God?" Hearing this title, Song Yan carefully searched the depths of his own memory, but he really didn't have any impression of this word. So I could only shake my head helplessly.

"No!" However, after surviving his answer, Zhang Fu's face became smaller. "Actually, you can come here! and the Zang Martial Arts you practiced are all given by the witch god!" "What?" This sentence made Song Yan jump so high, he never thought that he could come to this world and become a martial artist was arranged by someone. "How is this possible!" "Nothing is impossible!" Zhang Fu was still very indifferent, and then added: "Even the Emperor Zangwuliu back then was created by the witch god Yishui!" "What?" This sentence shocked Song Yan again, saying that he brought him to this world, and he reluctantly accepted it. But it is said that Emperor Zangwuliu was also created by a witch god, so he didn't believe it.

"This is impossible! Emperor Zangwu is also a martial god-level existence, and he once led the Wasteland Continent to rebel against the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. How could such a person still be subservient to the witch god. It's absolutely impossible!" "It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, I'll tell you something, I'm sure you'll understand after listening to it!" Zhang Fu picked up the teacup and handed it to Song Yan. Then he drank his cup of tea.

"The witch god was not originally from this wasteland continent, but once he went out on a mission, but he was killed by his fellow disciples, so he possessed his spirit on the wasteland continent. Countless years later, his abilities became stronger and stronger, and at this time, many wonderful and brilliant talents appeared on this continent. "The witch god wanted to get a body that suited him, so he began to train these talents, intentionally or unintentionally. In the end, there was a person named Qianzang who stood out in this group of people. At first, the witch god seemed to get his body, but when he was about to succeed in the end, the witch god suddenly realized that such a resurrection would not be good for him at all. So he decisively gave up this opportunity. So as to cultivate Qianzang wholeheartedly!"

"But the good times didn't last long! I don't know when this continent often called some foreign monks, all of them were powerful, and they looked down on the local monks very much. In this way, they often fought with local monks for the sake of resources. Once, Qianzang couldn't stand it anymore, and shot to seriously injure several of them! "Qianzang also broke through the most critical step, breaking through from the realm of the Martial Emperor to the half-order Martial God!" "At this time, the martial cultivator who had been injured by Qianzang came back, and he also brought the top two sect Dao Saint Sects in the outer region to oppress Qianzang. At this point, Qianzang's war against foreign tribes began. ”

"At the beginning, their war didn't burn much, but as time went on, they gradually involved many sects, first the sects of the Wasteland Continent, and later the sects of other regions were also involved! The eighth-level puppet in your hand was the first-class at that time!" "This ...... That...... Later!" Song Yan listened blankly, and when he saw that Zhang Fu said that there was no movement here, he hurriedly asked out.

Later, the trouble became bigger and bigger, and in the end, Qianzang did a big mistake, that is, he called himself Emperor Zangwu, and wanted to take all the monks on the wasteland continent to leave the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands and set up another portal by himself. This completely angered the monks of the other Outlands. They joined forces to kill Qianzang. ”

(End of chapter)