The white-faced scholar was clenched with teeth in his mouth due to severe pain in his legs, so he could only look at Wang Shuo and nodded.

As soon as Wang Shuo let go, the white-faced scholar immediately fell to the ground. Seeing that he propped himself up with one hand, he took a red pill from the gourd with the other hand, and after opening his mouth to swallow it, the pain slowly subsided, and then he said: "I only need to urge the magic weapon to remove the black ink from the body!"

Wang Shuo was expressionless, and sat down cross-legged: "Then don't you get rid of me quickly!"

The white-faced scholar sat up, turned over his hand and took out the magic weapon of the inkstone, pinching the trick and reciting the mantra, Wang Shuo felt that the black ink in his body began to flow.

Suddenly, Wang Shuo looked at the white-faced scholar coldly: "What, you still treat me as an ordinary monk? spare your life, I don't know how to cherish it!"

Looking at the white-faced scholar again, his expression was shocked, just now he did not cast a spell to remove the black ink in Wang Shuo's body, but urged another secret technique to try to control Wang Shuo's mind.

But who knew that although Wang Shuo's divine soul was only at the middle level of Jindan, it was extremely stable, and Wumo couldn't even invade for half a point.

"I... I'll get rid of it for Your Excellency!" The white-faced scholar looked flustered, facing Wang Shuo's cold eyes, his mind turned white for a while, and he was so frightened that the magic weapon of the inkstone in his hand fell to the ground.

Wang Shuo got up: "Wait first!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Shuo grabbed the white-faced scholar's brain with one hand, and a divine soul spell entered his body, immediately controlling the white-faced scholar's divine soul.

The white-faced scholar only felt a dizziness in his brain, and then uncontrollably picked up the inkstone magic weapon and cast a spell.

The black ink in Wang Shuo's body was immediately peeled off from the spiritual root, and the skin was drilled out and recondensed into a drop of ink, and flew back into the inkstone.

After checking his body again, Wang Shuo nodded, and probed the white-faced scholar's memory through the Divine Soul Spell.

This person's name is Dongjianhe, a native of the West Tiannu Country, who is more than 200 years old, and is cultivated in the late stage of Dajindan.

Suddenly, Wang Shuo's expression changed, and he said to Dong Jianhe: "Take out the shadow order in the gourd!"

Dong Jianhe was very obedient, took the shadow order out of the gourd, and handed it to Wang Shuo.

Wang Shuo's expression of joy flashed on his face, and he immediately injected mana after receiving the shadow order.

A long-lost feeling came to his heart, and after the shadow order was awakened by Wang Shuo's mana, a map of the Heavenly Maiden Kingdom immediately appeared, and a cursor indicated that Wang Shuo's prescription was in the palace.

Then a guide now departed from the cursor, pointing due east of the palace, targeting the group of people who had shifted eastward.

Seeing that the target was so close, Wang Shuo frowned: "My shadow order fell to the east of the palace, how could you people from the Western Heavenly Girl Kingdom pick it up?"

The white-faced scholar said with a gloomy expression: "To the east of the palace, there is a group of troops from the Western Heavenly Maiden Kingdom that have been lurking for many years, and they will attack at any time!"

Hearing this, Wang Shuo immediately looked at the east city gate, and saw that Tie Chengshan on the city gate was still looking at him from afar, and immediately slapped the white-faced scholar to the ground, and then there was no reaction.

Wang Shuo nodded, and after a few jumps to the east city gate, Tie Chengshan was about to praise Wang Shuo's vast powers, but was interrupted by Wang Shuo with a wave of his hand: "Brother Tie, you quickly catch up with the empress and inform her that there is an enemy army in the east!"

Tie Chengshan showed a shocked look, and after a moment of hesitation, he sighed: "As soon as I build the foundation period, how can flying be comparable to Jindan Yuanying!"

"It's okay!"

After speaking, there was a birdsong in the air, and a snow sculpture descended from the sky to the city wall, and stopped steadily beside Tie Chengshan.

Tie Chengshan saw this person-tall snow sculpture and exclaimed: "Brother Wang, a spirit beast, has reached Jindan in cultivation, it is really a strange person!"

Wang Shuo touched the snow sculpture: "Brother Tie, without further ado, take my snow sculpture to go!"

Tie Chengshan nodded, jumped on the back of the snow sculpture, only to hear Wang Shuo's scolding, the snow sculpture spread its wings and took off, flying towards the east at a high speed.