Since Nasus let go of the heavy burden of carrying the logistics of the Holy Martial Temple, there is another successor today.

On the mountain behind the Shengwu Temple, the buildings are arranged in an orderly manner, and most of the dormitories are idle, and after a long time, the mountain becomes a warehouse for stacking grain and cloth.

On the huge territory, there are not a few acquaintances to be seen all day, and a normal student will not come to this kind of place to bury his talents, and only apprentices who have broken the rules or annoyed the master will be sent here to take care of the logistics.

Wang Man's task is to carry water all the time, wash the clothes changed by the seniors, and then go to chop wood and dry the clothes, which are all manual work, and Wang Man is also happy to accept the order, after all, compared to being exposed by his teacher, this is simply a paradise of life.

It was only when he arrived at this deserted place that Wang Man felt his rebellion, and it was obvious that there had been no apprentice in the Holy Martial Hall who had not been punished for a long time, because after a long time, there was no one else here except for an old man with weak legs and feet.

In front of the warehouse door, two piles of firewood were burning, and in front of the fire sat a sloppy old man, bare knees and legs crossed, leisurely smoking a smoking gun made of rabbit bones.

"Seniors, juniors are here for the first time, please give me some guidance. Wang Man looked at the mess all over the mountains and fields, and really didn't know where to start, scratched his head and asked the old man embarrassedly, and the two rows of white teeth maintained pure kindness between the smiles.

The old man ignored Wang Man, looked ahead with empty eyes, and then smoked a big cigarette.

Wang Man was stunned for a while, at a loss, and even more depressed in his heart, even if he was working for a short time, there was a process.

Time passed very slowly, and such dissatisfaction quickly surfaced on Wang Man's face.

The old man couldn't help but glance at it, put down the cigarette pouch in his hand, pointed to the six empty water tanks on the left, and then pointed to the two wooden barrels rolling on the ground.

The old man meant to let himself go and fetch water! Wang Man roughly guessed in his heart, and after smiling and bowing to the old man, he picked up the bucket and pulled his legs and left.

Halfway through, Wang Man froze in place.

"Young man, there is an ancient well at the mountain gate behind the mountain, you can go!" At this time, the old man shouted lazily behind him.

Wang Man really hasn't been to the back mountain of the Holy Martial Palace, I'm afraid if he doesn't come here, he doesn't know that there is such a heaven and earth in the back mountain.

With a sad face, he kept following the straight mountain road, which was strictly planned, until he turned a corner at the end, and saw the ancient well beckoning to him not far away!

The environment here makes people feel eerie and terrifying, and for some reason, Wang Man subconsciously perceives the mystery and depth here.

His task was to carry water, thinking of the six big water tanks, Wang Man suddenly lost his lazy heart, and carried the bucket to work neatly.

After going back and forth several times, tired and exhausted, he began to sit down by the well and take a nap, which gave him the grace of looking around at the scenery.

In the back mountain, the bamboo forest is lush and green, the bamboo shoots of all colors are arranged tightly and orderly on the ground, there is no weed here neatly, look back along the ancient well, it is a lush bamboo forest again, but there is a bare path in between.

It seems that there are often people taking care of this place! Wang Man thought silently in his heart, from time to time there were birds chirping in the sky, and the joy could not hide the trace of awe; yes, it was awe! This feeling had been disturbed in Wang Man's heart since the moment he stepped on it, and there was always an indescribable disobedience and solemnity.

There is such a scenery outside the Shengwu Temple! Why didn't I know before? This bamboo forest stretches all the way to the endless.

It seems that Master Haotian's meaning could not be clearer, and the purpose is to let his disciples cultivate their sentiments here! Up to now, Wang Man does not know the profound morality of "cultivating the mind and seeing nature" mentioned by his teacher, but it is also a relatively comfortable life to work in such a place and practice and gather qi in his spare time.

In this way, Wang Man worked in the back mountains for half a year!

Spending half a year in a very Zen environment is enough to make a person forget all kinds of reluctance and anxiety in the past, in fact, Wang Man's state of mind is slowly changing here, and he begins to feel that he is ordinary, ordinary, and even integrated into nature and becomes an insignificant particle.

Half a year! Half a year's comfort is lucky compared to half a year's long journey! At this moment, in the underground cave of the Demon Spirit Mountain Stream, a group of black and non-slippery species gathered on time.

Among them is the sturdy Warwick!

From the Abyss of Silence to the Giant Peak, with the news of the sentinels' inquiry, Warwick led the descendants of the wolf clan to the outskirts of the Demon Spirit Mountain Stream.

I don't know if this way of marching is a mistake or a thousand miles of strange soldiers! Because in the War College and even the entire Spirit Mountain, there is no way to enter, except for those two powerful magic gates; I have to say that Warwick has created a miracle of surprise attack!

How did Warwick do it?

I vaguely remember that Warwick took his subordinates to embark on that shortcut, saying that it was a shortcut, it was a natural danger!

It turned out that in the lower reaches of the Evil Abyss, close to the front of the Abyss of Spiritual Silence, two crack canyons, due to the exclusion of the terrain, formed peaks that increased year by year, among which the Giant Peak was a well-deserved peak.

Warwick led the people to climb the mountains and mountains in this shortcut, and only found the clue after crossing the cliffs.

Below the path, there are uneven caves, some are small enough to fit an arm, some are so large that they can spit out a whole person, and the wolf clan's climbing ability is second to none, under the leadership of Warwick, they trekked for a long time, until Warwick opened his mouth to show a surprised expression, and the wolf clan behind him looked at him and was ecstatic.

At the intersection of dangerous places, he finally saw a large cavern, which should have led in the direction of the small caves before, Warwick stopped, bent down and inhaled the air in the cave, the nature of the wolf people, he smelled the prey and birds of prey.

"Count, are we on the wrong track......? It's not like a war college!" The sentry wolf behind him looked uneasy, and the cavern was so dark that only the screams of the bleak species could be heard.

"No, don't you think we're getting closer to the War College?" Warwick smiled mysteriously.

Everyone looked around and said inexplicably, "Earl, you mean?"

"Hehe, I smelled the breath of the prince just now, so unique!"

"Ah, that means we're in the War College?"

Warwick's face was calm, and he replied solemnly: "According to the theory, yes, we couldn't track the Prince's scent before because he was in the Academy, and we still tracked it on the road to no avail, and we can smell it when we get here, which corresponds to the results of His Royal Highness's training in the Academy, but ......"

"Just what?" the whistle wolf beside him nodded indifferently and asked hesitantly.

Warwick's eyes tightened, the red light in his eyes scanned ahead, and said coldly: "This is not the core of the academy yet, you can feel the breath of various species from such a distance, I judge that this should be a place for the academy to keep pets in captivity." ”

As soon as Warwick said this, the whistle wolf beside him suddenly became sluggish, his tongue trembled, and his voice exclaimed intermittently: "Earl, this is the Demon Spirit Mountain Stream of the War College!"

Warwick didn't know that it had a lot to do with the fact that he hadn't been in the wolf clan for a long time, but the whistle wolf beside him was a seasoned fellow.

"As you say, it's true that this is a war college, but this is a place of the skins of the dead, and the ghost knows what kind of creatures are in it, or else...... Why don't we go back and make plans?"

Warwick's face immediately flushed with displeasure, and he immediately retorted: "No, since you are here, how can you leave? What kind of demon spirit mountain stream? I think it's just cats and dogs, and they are scared away by danger before they can see their true faces? It's ridiculous!"

The whistle wolf lowered his head at Warwick's words, and after secretly hesitating, he also instantly understood Warwick's thoughts! The cursed wolf clan can only end up in a crushing defeat in the face of the spirits, not to mention the inadequacy of going to the War College, which is a dense area of powerful spirits.

Warwick is going to lead his people into a useless battle! After the sentry wolf was determined, he kept an eye on it, and he planned to leave secretly when he encountered danger.

Looking at the cave in front of him, although Warwick expected it, he didn't dare to determine what would happen on the way forward, especially in such an unfamiliar environment, he felt more and more uneasy and strange.

He clearly knows the risk of exposure, but for the sake of His Royal Highness, there seems to be no other choice, not to mention that His Royal Highness is still his friend in the same village!

By now, Warwick has gradually accepted the secret that happened to Wang Man.

"Everyone pay attention to vigilance, don't make a sound along the way, this demon spirit mountain stream is full of rocks and weeds, wait for us to find a place to hide first, and then slowly picket the whereabouts of His Highness." Warwick's judgment was correct, and after the order was given, the werewolves behind him lowered their bodies and followed the Count as he crawled slowly through the cave......