The cold wind is like a knife

The early morning in Cangyuan was still soaked in a thick chill.

The cold wind invaded, and Wang Guanlan opened his eyes gently.

No one expected that when Qingling was released back and the masters of the Jueluo Department entered the Central Plains to chase and kill him, he actually infiltrated the Cangyuan again, and the blade was pointed directly at the Jueluo Division.

This is a long and winding river, lying across the grassland, this is the most fertile place for water and grass in this grassland, and it is also the place where the royal court of Jueluo is located.

The royal court of the Jueluo Department is called Shengjing.

Originally, it was a tent that stretched for dozens of miles, but in the past few decades, the relationship between Jueluo and the Central Plains has been deep, and they have learned to build a city, so they have built a big city where the royal court is.

Of course, this so-called big city is only for Cangyuan.

In Wang Guanlan's view, this is just a small earthen city, the city wall is about five zhang high, it looks good from a distance, but the thickness is not enough, it is completely made of blue bricks, and there are some runes engraved on it, these runes Wang Guanlan has also secretly seen, secret, but not profound, but the practical surname is strong, obviously there are also masters in this plain.

The five-zhang city wall is just a joke for warriors and warlocks, especially after reaching the fourth level of strength, no matter how many people stand on the city wall, they can't stop it.

But with the addition of these runes, it's different, these runes are automatic, all the time are extracting the vitality supplement under the leylines of Shengjing City, the triggering method of this formation is very clever, ordinary people enter and exit the city gate, because the body's vitality fluctuates normally, so the entry is not restricted, but the warriors and warlocks because of the strong internal qi in the body, the abnormal power of the soul, it will cause the reaction of the formation, the higher the cultivation, the greater the restrictions, if you want to break through, you will inevitably be counterattacked by the formation, what is the formation, it is the sum of the heaven and earth vitality and the law condensed within a range of regions。

One person confronts the entire Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, this is simply an act of looking for death.

Unless they are at the point of desperation, no one will want to go this far.

Of course, the kind of martial arts great masters and great warcists who have the possibility of stepping into the secret realm of supernatural powers can enter and exit freely, because the power in their bodies has been completely restrained to the extreme, and there will not be a trace of breath released.

Of course, if it was really a great martial arts master or a great warcist, he would not have sneaked into Shengjing City so tastelessly.

Wang Guanlan's goal is Shengjing City.

Now that most of the strong men and masters in Shengjing City have entered the Central Plains to search for their traces, no one thought that he would kill a horse gun.

He is not an open-minded person, it can even be said that he is an extremely cautious person, although this matter is said to have been very beautiful from the beginning, shocking the world, but he still feels that it is not enough.

Because all his actions were forced out by Jue Luobu, people forced the tiger to jump over the wall, he could only jump over the wall, no matter how beautiful he did, it was also forced out by others, and now, he wants to do something by himself and teach Jue Luobu a lesson.

He had been outside Shengjing City for sixteen days, and during these sixteen days, he had been observing the entry of people inside and outside the city, and wondering if there was any possible place to use.

I have to say that the construction of this city in the Jueluo Department is really a bit wasteful, because there are very few people who enter.

Speaking of which, this so-called Shengjing City is more like a big market, and it is also a big market with little popularity.

Not everyone can live in Shengjing City, only the nobles of the Jueluo Department and their entourage slaves can live in it, ordinary civilians are not qualified to do so, they can only set up their own tents around Shengjing City as before, use the tents as their homes, and graze cattle and sheep.

For Shengjing City, they only enter the city when they need to trade, and their usual time is spent on grazing, where is the American time to run around the city?

It is precisely because of this reason that at the gate of the huge Shengjing City, there are very few people who enter and exit every day, and the most is the nobles in the city, every time they appear, they are followed by hundreds of people, especially since the accident of Ci'an Lafayette, there are many fewer people traveling in the city, even if they come out, the protection is countless times stronger than before, obviously, these Hu nobles are still very sorry for their lives.

Far away, a convoy of Hu nobles leisurely out of the city gate, there were five or six hundred people in the line, including more than 100 blue wolf army, there are not many people in Shengjing City who can mobilize the blue wolf army, obviously, this is not an ordinary noble.

"Okay, it's you!" Wang Guanlan gently spit out the grass roots on his mouth, his body was in shape, and the whole person was like a snake galloping in the grass, without a single sound.

This is the Snake Fist, the witch clan method he obtained in the remains of the great witch, this method is not so much witchcraft, but rather the martial arts cultivated by the primeval witch clan, which is similar to the martial arts, and under its subtlety and mystery, it is by no means under the treasure-level martial arts.

It was with this strange snake fist and a sword technique that he broke out of the plain.

Compared with two months ago, Wang Guanlan's temperament has changed greatly, originally because of his childhood study, although he has succeeded in cultivating martial arts, he can still exude a gentle breath on his body, but now, the gentle breath on his body is completely gone, replaced by a kind of murderous aura that is difficult to conceal, that pair of eyes, from time to time also shine a chilling light, the whole seems to be a long knife out of the sheath, full of evil energy.

A month of bloody fighting, let him be more diligent in the knife path, completely the white tiger seven killings, the heaviness of the mountain, the destruction of the Cangsheng sword method into his Ananda Breaking Ring Knife, and Ananda Breaking Ring Knife, also changed its appearance, became a knife method that completely belonged to him, the knife intent was small, and the combat power increased several times.

What satisfies him the most is that in the past month or so, all the methods he has used against the enemy are martial arts methods, and he has not even used a single technique, all relying on the knife and snake fist in his hand to break out, which makes his thoughts more condensed, his will more firm, and the harvest is far greater than he imagined.

This is a team of nobles hunting on the grassland, Wang Guanlan is not interested in the identity of this nobleman, nor is he interested in his surname Quan, he followed for five days, and finally found a suitable target, on the return journey of the team, on the last night of staying on the grassland, he sneaked into the team's camp, killed a handyman who was similar to his own village, impersonated his identity, and returned to Shengjing City with this team.

The formation of Shengjing City is still running, but there are more than 100 blue wolf troops in the team, plus the owner of the team is noble, and he is a nobleman with a bad temper, of course, the defenders at the city gate will not be stupid, just like that, Wang Guanlan easily entered Shengjing City.

After entering Shengjing City, Wang Guanlan broke away from the team and sneaked into a huge mansion.

For the next ten days, he had been silently observing in Shengjing City.

As mentioned before, this Shengjing City is actually a large residential area trading market, in addition to a large number of nobles, but merchants, among these merchants are the Central Plains, there are also Cangyuan people, they are all limited to a specific area to operate, plus there are not many people in this city, so the business is very light, can only wait for the time of the market once a month, to be able to make more money.

In addition to the trading market, it is the private residence of the nobles, affected by the luxury of the nobles of the Central Plains, these houses are built one bigger than the other, one is more beautiful than the other, Wang Guanlan aroused doubts, is it because of the accommodation of these nobles' houses, so this Shengjing City will be built into such a large area.

And the largest of all the mansions is, of course, the royal city.

Jueluo Wangcheng is a city within a city in Shengjing, accounting for a quarter of the area of Shengjing City, and it is a heavily guarded place at a glance, for this kind of place, Wang Guanlan has no heart to mix inside, he cares about the shaman temple behind the royal city.

Most of the Hu people are believers in shamanism, and they have to worship all the time, just like the Central Plains people worship God, it is precisely because of this, the shaman temple is an extremely noble place, but it is also a place where incense is vigorous, so of course you can't build it in the royal city, you can repair it in the royal city, how can people worship it?

The shaman temple is built on a low hill not far from the royal city, compared to the royal city, it is a little less grandiose, but a little more solemn.

In Wang Guanlan's eyes, this shaman temple was much easier than the imperial city, at least he didn't have to worry about those strange formations.

Although there are formations in this shamanic temple, the real core of defense is not the formation, but the poison.

In fact, as soon as he approached this shaman temple, Wang Guanlan could feel through the witch qi that this temple was full of poison, and a layer of poisonous gas that was invisible to the naked eye enveloped the entire low mountain.

This kind of poisonous gas is intangible and substantial, it is a kind of poisonous gas with a slow surname, even if it is a warrior and warlock who does not need to breathe, as long as it is stained with a little, it can be poisoned, but if there is no other means, this poisonous poisonous surname will not attack, as long as it leaves the low mountain, it will dissipate after a short time, and it will be harmless to people, but if you make trouble in the shaman temple, hehe, I'm sorry, you just wait for the poison to die.

In addition to this invisible and insubstantial poison, the incense and candles and other items burned in the temple are also full of poisonous surnames, as well as the water to drink, the meals to eat, and the things that come into contact with the hands will be stained with poison.

It's just that the poison here is too clever, even if there is poison everywhere, it maintains a stable state of equilibrium, and in this state of equilibrium, both cultivators and ordinary people are no different from ordinary people, but once there is any other move, it is to find death.

And those formations outside the temple are used to confuse people, and the power and effect are not great, and all of this is in line with Wang Guanlan's taste.

The night in Shengjing City is quiet, and there is a calm atmosphere in the tranquility.

In fact, in this piece of plain within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, there is no place that is safer than Shengjing City, especially after Wang Guanlan caused so many things, Shengjing City's defense is ten times stricter than before.

Everyone believes that Shengjing is the first male city in this grassland, and it is the safest in the city, it is precisely because of such an idea that although the security level in the city has been raised a lot, every guard is inevitably lax in his heart, so these people can't find the figure wandering in the shadows in Shengjing City at all.

Wang Guanlan was secretly moving towards the shaman temple.

The low hill where the temple is located is enclosed in the city, and the security is not as strict as Wang Guanlan imagined.

With great ease, he broke through the defenses and reached halfway up the mountain, where he stopped in a rocky spot.

Because the internal qi in his dantian has been churning constantly from the beginning, there is a kind of ** that wants to swallow all the poisonous gases around him, but now is not the time, once his internal qi swallows up the fog around this low mountain, it will definitely alarm the shamans in the shaman hall, in that case, things will be big.

So he could only stop and force the impulse in his heart.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. He muttered secretly, as if to soothe his own witchcraft.

Looking up, through the sharp rocks, the shaman temple was not far away.

"The Shaman Temple, and it is also one of the eight temples of Cangyuan, I was like this, it's really exciting to think about!" Thinking of this, Wang Guanlan's heart suddenly swelled with pride, and his body jumped up, turning over like a spirit ape.

The night of the shamanic shrine is peaceful.

Even shamans don't go to sleep in the middle of the night, even if they don't go to sleep, they still need to cultivate, not to mention, every night, a layer of strange poison will be laid around the temple, this poison, even the powerhouses of the ninth level of strength, that is, the so-called grandmasters and grand chists, are difficult to get rid of, and they are very headaches, so these shamans will not worry about safety at all.

This hole Wang Guanlan drilled a lot.

"The door of the temple turned out to be hidden, these people are really reassuring!" Wang Guanlan gently opened the door of the temple and dodged in.

Like all shrines, the interior of the shaman temple is very atmospheric, with a whole piece of bluestone paving and a high ceiling, which makes people involuntarily feel small as soon as they walk in.

The gods that shamanism believes in are very strange, they are all gods and demons inherited from ancient times, which is very similar to the demon gate, the difference is that the shaman worships the demon god, and the demon gate is the cultivation method of the demon god, trying to become one of the demon gods himself.

This is the fundamental difference between the two, and it is also the fundamental reason for the differences between the two forces in Cangyuan.

The demon god enshrined in this temple has three heads and eight arms, with a hideous face, the upper body is a humanoid appearance, and the lower body is a centipede, which looks very scary.

On top of the statue of the god more than ten zhang high, the demon god looked down calmly, lifelike, but Wang Guanlan didn't care.

He knew that this was the mistake that the great shaman had been cultivating through this idol, so that the idol also had a certain spiritual surname, but no matter how much the spiritual surname was, it was just a mud puppet, unless that mistake could break through the realm of the great shaman and achieve the secret realm of supernatural powers, otherwise, this thing was just an auxiliary for cultivation.

Sparing the statue, Wang Guanlan began to walk towards the inner hall of the temple, indeed, there are poisons around here, and there are several rare poisons, but these are not Wang Guanlan's goals, his goal is to make a mistake with the great shaman, as well as the strange poisons he collects, as for the things outside, if he really needs them, when he is ready to leave, he will collect them, so as not to startle the snake.

From Fan Wencheng's mouth, Wang Guanlan knew that at night, there was no one in this shaman temple, and even the guards on duty in Bai Yueli went back, and only a dozen or so shamans were left to maintain, which was also the meaning of the great shaman.

Fan Wencheng only came once at night, and he followed Huang Taiji, and that time, it was because of one thing that he suddenly knew that his mind was flexible and wanted to listen to his opinion, so he let Huang Taiji take him into the temple at night, so he was able to judge the abode of this great shaman in the temple at night.

"There are people inside!!" The closer he got to the abode of the Great Shaman, the more the witch qi was tickled, because the poison around him became stronger and rarer, and when a room with lights still on appeared in front of him, Wang Guanlan knew that his destination had arrived.

Reaching out to hook the pillar in front of the house, Wang Guanlan easily climbed the beam of the roof, without a trace of wind, through a gap above the window, Wang Guanlan saw the situation in the house.

The room was small, a bedroom, with a round table and three chairs, except for a slightly modest bed.

There are only two people in the room, all sitting at the round table, one of them is dressed in a brocade robe, is a middle-aged man, dignified, energetic, but there is a temperament that makes Wang Guanlan extremely uncomfortable, giving people a strange feeling, and the other person, it seems to be his target this time, the big shaman is a big shaman, this big shaman has entered the Tao with poison, although he is more than eighty years old, but his spirit is tight, he looks like a middle-aged man in his fifties, his body is slightly thin, but it gives people an unfathomable feeling。

"Great shaman, this matter must not be left alone, although I have already sent people into the Central Plains, but the Central Plains is not our territory after all, and the three southwestern states are operated by King Ning like iron buckets, plus Fengming Valley is not a good place, if you want to come up with this evil breath, you can only ask you to go out in person!"

"The King of Khan is right!"

Khan King!!

Wang Guanlan struck a fierce spirit, forcibly restrained his murderous aura, the middle-aged man in the room turned out to be Pu Yi, the patriarch of the Jueluo tribe, it seems that he was in a hurry today.

The great shaman glanced at Pu Yi, and the words changed slightly, "However, the Khan King also knows that our nine great shamans are not allowed to enter the Central Plains, this is the agreement of the year, if this agreement is broken, I am afraid that the entire Cangyuan will not be at peace." ”

"I understand!" a cold light flashed in Pu Yi's eyes, "I'm here this time for the Witch Soul Tears!!"

Witch Tears!!

When Wang Guanlan heard these three words, he almost didn't fall off the beam, it turned out to be a witch soul tear, this wrong big shaman actually had such a thing in his hand!!

"Witch Soul Tears?!" The Great Shaman sighed softly, "I think you have also heard Huang Taiji say, I do have three taels of Witch Soul Tears on my hands, but this Witch Soul Tears is very important, and it is used by me for the final retreat!"

"I understand this, but if I don't breathe this breath and let Wang Guanlan's little child be at ease, then I think that the Luo Department still has any prestige above the Cangyuan, and what qualifications do you have to be called one of the eight departments of the Cangyuan, if the great shaman can't even avenge the revenge of his disciples, I'm afraid his status in the sect will also be affected, right?"

"Are you going to use the Witch Soul Tears?!" Suddenly unmoved, just looked at Pu Yi quietly, "You have to know the consequences of using the Witch Soul Tears!"

"I know, but I have a good reason!" Pu Yi said coldly, "Moreover, with the Witch Soul Tears in hand, even if those people in the Central Plains want to deal with me, I'm afraid they will have to think about it secretly!!"

"Okay, since King Khan has such confidence, I have nothing more to say!" Suddenly stood up, walked to his bed, knocked lightly on the wall, and suddenly, a secret door opened automatically, only to see him take out a small jade bottle from inside, close the secret door, he walked to the table, handed the jade bottle in his hand to Pu Yi, "This is half of the witch soul tears, it is enough to deal with one Wang Guanlan, you take it!!"

"Thank you, Master!" Pu Yi didn't show so much ease, he carefully took the vial, took out a jade box from his body, opened the jade box, and put the vial in, and he let out a sigh of relief.

After collecting the tears of the witch soul, Pu Yi said goodbye to Dun Cuo, and he didn't keep it, sent him to the door, and asked, "Does King Khan remember where he came?" and after receiving an affirmative answer, he went back.

Looking at Pu Yi's back gradually moving away, Wang Guanlan restrained his killing intent, when he first learned Pu Yi's identity, he moved to kill, but after hearing the tears of the witch soul, he changed his mind again.

For him, ten Pu Yi is not as important as half a two witch soul tears, not to mention, there are still two or five left!

Thinking of this, he shifted his gaze to the pause again, only to see the great shaman sitting cross-legged on his bed, beginning to breathe.

A faint gray smoke puffed out of his nose, and soon enveloped his whole body, and as time passed, countless tiny insects crawled out of his robe, completely covering his body, Wang Guanlan could even feel that these insects the size of rice grains, each of them were swallowing the surrounding heaven and earth vitality, and through his own mouthparts, he absorbed the heaven and earth vitality into the wrong body.

"The shaman's cultivation method is really evil, even more evil than the witch clan's method!" Seeing this situation, Wang Guanlan almost vomited, this kind of cultivation method with the help of Gu worms he had never heard of before, but he didn't know that this kind of cultivation method was actually born from the insect witch, he was a poisonous witch, so he didn't know about this method, if the witch jade mantis was here, I am afraid that he only needed to recite it slightly, and he could make these little insects eat back.

Half an hour later, Wang Guanlan finally determined that Dun Cuo had completely settled, his body slammed into the room, and the sharp sword light carried the incomparable murderous aura and rolled towards Dun Cuo.

"Knife intent!!" suddenly opened his eyes in a state of flux, revealing extreme shock.

(To be continued)