At this moment, there is still more than a month after the eighteenth day of the Witch Festival, the weather is cold, Wang Chuan's yard has already been repaired, Wang Chuan is dressed in a white robe, sitting gracefully in the four corners of the pond rockery, a pot of wine, drink, it has been half a month since the last time I first learned the earth evil method, in addition to the doppelganger technique, the other attack spells can be cast, but it is limited to the strength of the spirit yuan and the power is different.

Since coming to Shangjing, Wang Chuan and the Qingshan tribe have maintained correspondence on a regular basis.

However, yesterday, Wang Chuan received a news that there was something wrong with Aunt Ulan's family, but this matter made him not know what to do, a little tricky, the thing was that Arjuna was found by a shamanic witch who was walking outside, suspected of being a legendary psychic body, the wizard felt that this was important news, so he reported it, the shamanic cult senior management attached great importance to it, and immediately sneaked out of a holy witch to check, and later, after a very rigorous investigation and detection, it was determined that Arjuna was a psychic body, and the Divine Cult got the news, and immediately sent two major gods and a wizard。 The four great envoys couldn't help but say that they wanted to take her away, and under Arjuna's pleading, they left a large amount of money for Aunt Ulan, and ordered the tribe to give preferential treatment to Aunt Ulan, and Arjuna agreed to leave.

At noon the next day, I was eating, drinking, thinking about it, I had to go back, after a while, Wang Chuan Huoran got up and said to the personal maid waiting outside the door: "Xiao Luo, I will leave for some time, you go and inform Princess Huining." After finishing speaking, he flew away and disappeared.

Xiao Luo is another confidant of Huining, absolutely trustworthy, and another confidant to take care of Wang Chuan's living, Wang Chuan's supernatural powers are already unaccustomed, clean up the dishes, chopsticks and wine cups, close the garden gate, and order the guards at the door, without permission, no one is allowed to enter, and then go to Princess Huining's palace.

Wang Chuan did not ride a horse, all the way to the wind, the spirit of the spirit is endless, the light spirit is added, faster than the horse, he did not take the official road, identify the direction, all the way straight, the eaves and the wall, day and night, and finally arrived at the Daqingshan tribe on the second day.

At this time, it was still late at night, and the sky was not yet bright, Wang Chuan went to the courtyard of Arjuna's house under the starlight, and knocked on the courtyard door.

"Dududu~" Wang Chuan knocked lightly on the door.

"Who is it, this point?~" Aunt Ulan was awakened in her sleep and said softly.

"Auntie, it's me, Wang Chuan, I'm back!" Wang Chuan replied.

"Ah, it's Chuanzi, wait a minute~" There was a sound of surprise in the room, and Wang Chuan could hear that the aunt was wearing shoes and clothes.

"Squeak~!" The door opened, and the warm breath poured out, making Wang Chuan feel warm and homely, he stood outside the door and smiled shyly at the old woman at the door.

"It's really Chuan'er, it's such a cold day, come in!~" Aunt Wulan said with concern.

"Auntie, are you doing well?" Wang Chuan said obediently.

"Okay, it's good, alas, it's that Nana is gone, and now the old body is left alone....." Aunt Ulan choked up a little, "But, young people, sooner or later they have to go out, fortunately, they treat Nana quite well, and the old body is relieved." ”

"Auntie, now that I'm back, I have to go and see Runa for this purpose. Wang Chuan sat down and drank butter tea, warm, and spoke.

"Don't go, child, the people in the Cult of God are unreasonable, as long as they treat Runa well, and the old body can live by itself. The aunt stopped.

"Auntie, this matter can't be delayed, Ru Na is such a good girl, a weak person, in a strange place, once she is bullied, it will be too late, I have to go and see, auntie, do you say?" Wang Chuan analyzed.

"This~this~this... But they can't be messed with, Chuan'er!" Aunt Wulan was also a little worried, and she was also afraid that Wang Chuan would suffer.

"Auntie, you don't have to worry, I know in my heart, I'll just go and see, there will be no problem, you tell me where the shamanism is. Wang Chuan got up and said.

"Alas, Chuanzi, you have to be careful, they are at the foot of the Black Mountain. Aunt Ulan said worriedly.

"I know, auntie, you can rest first, I'll come when I go. Wang Chuan didn't wait for the aunt to speak, went out of the house, went to the northeast, disappeared into the night, and hurried away against the wind.

When the aunt chased it out, it was long gone.

An hour later, about ugly time, Wang Chuan fixed his figure, looking from a distance, there were hazy undulating mountains in the sky, dark and deep in the night, that is, Black Mountain, there was a road extending in the middle, Wang Chuan was on this road at the moment, watching from afar, the night could not cover his gaze, he could see clearly.

Not far from Montenegro, this road runs through a small town, named Montenegro Town, at this moment each household, close the door and lock the window, the people are still asleep, occasionally hear sporadic dog barking, and at the foot of Montenegro see a huge quaint temple is located, built by the mountain, under the starry sky at night, as if a giant beast is lying there, there is a kind of unknown weirdness, majestic.

The night was still deep, and the winter night was even colder, and there were some puddles beside the road, all of which were frozen into ballast, and the road was very cold.

Wang Chuan quickly approached the town of Black Mountain, entered the town, flew away, landed on the top of a building, looked at the shaman temple at the foot of Black Mountain in the distance, and thought in his mind how to enter, how to approach Arjuna.

"What's the matter, why did you forget this?" Wang Chuan patted his head and took out a magic card from his waist, remembering that it was given to him by a shaman envoy from the Qingshan tribe, which came in handy at this moment.

Without hesitation, Wang Chuan flew in the wind, as fast as Feihong, and came to the gate of the temple mountain in an instant.

"Whoever is here, stop, report your name!" The sound of broken cheers came, Wang Chuan followed the voice, and saw a figure slowly walking out of the darkness. Divine hat, divine clothes, holding a scepter in his hand, this person is about six feet tall, slightly thin, beardless face, long face and thin lips, dark skin, black and thin fingertips, cold eyes, is a middle-aged man, his hat is inlaid with two pronged antlers, Wang Chuan knows in his heart, this person is a shaman, second order.

Wang Chuan was not afraid, took out the god card, and waved it at this person.

"Vulcan card!~" A hoarse voice of surprise came from this mouth, and at the same time looked Wang Chuan up and down, examining suspicion.

"The licensee can enter, but you need to go through the test, after all, you are too young, and the origin of this magic card is strange. The oracle still spoke coldly, indisputable.

"Oh, I thought I could get in, but it looks like I've got to do one. Wang Chuan put the brand back into his waist, didn't care, and said slowly.

"Yes!" the oracle asserted.

"Just to test the recent results!" Wang Chuan stretched his waist, twisted his body, and moved his body.

"Please!" Wang Chuan is more gentlemanly.

"Offended!" the oracle snorted.

After the divine envoy finished speaking, the scepter in his hand smashed directly into the yellow dragon, and the strength of his whole body was like a match, and he slammed into Wang Chuan's door.

"It's a martial artist, a first-class martial artist!~" Wang Chuan knew it in his heart, his figure flashed, like a ghost, and he easily dodged it, too quickly, appearing behind this person, Wang Chuan took out his palm like a knife and cut it to his neck.

This person was also alert, and his intuition met his opponent, and he bowed his right arm out of his elbow and hit Wang Chuan's throat, and at the same time, the scepter swept back. Wang Chuan retreated, more than three feet, stood still, looked at this person with contempt, Wang Chuan was not good at technical attacks, he was ready to use mana.

Immediately, Wang Chuan's eyes froze, his body emitted a faint light, his divine sense communicated with the spirit element, his palms were sealed, the light flickered, and there were mysterious crystal runes branding the void, connected from end to end, turning into a crystal ring, trapping this middle-aged divine envoy, and in an instant, his former strong true yuan fell into the quagmire, lingering, at the same time, he suddenly felt that he couldn't move, as if he was tied up, and the space was squeezing him.

Wang Chuan activated the seal again, the light in his palm jumped, and there were brown runes that were born and destroyed, and he activated his divine power in an instant, communicating the power of heaven and earth, and suppressing it!

"Kneel!" shouted Wang Chuan.

For a moment, the middle-aged man intuitively felt that there was gravity pressing on him, and he wanted to crush himself.

"Poof!" He was forced to kneel, unable to stand! In an instant, cold sweat flowed, and a chill rose in this person's heart, and fear was reborn, "Mortal, innate power!" He finally realized that he had kicked the iron plate.

"Not bad!~" Two words popped out of Wang Chuan's teeth, and the murderous intent in his eyes was sheng, "Hmph~~!" Wang Chuan twisted his eyebrows angrily, strengthening his strength, "Poof!~" I saw the man lying down with a snort, sticking to the cold ground, spitting blood out of his mouth!

"Wait!~" Suddenly, in the temple, in a building, there was a sound wave, a thousand miles of sound! Wang Chuan is vigilant, there are people in the same way!

"Who are you, and you have to embarrass me!" Wang Chuan echoed, the rolling thunder sound came out of his mouth, he is now learning and using, and he also came to transmit the sound for thousands of miles, but the momentum was huge, and many people woke up, and for a while, in the temple complex, there were many lights on, and many figures were crowded.

"Don't come here to be harmed! I have no malicious intentions, please come in and talk about it. None of the people are waiting to retreat!" There was a sound from the people in the small building, and they were no longer hiding at the moment.

Wang Chuan secretly sensed, but he didn't notice that the other innate beings had already made up his mind, so he said, "This is very good!" Then he withdrew his mana, moved against the wind, and came to the top of a building in an instant, and entered through the window.

Inside the house, it is very simple, a wooden coffee table, a teapot and a cup on it. There is a standing coat rack in the corner of the house, and a standing lamp on the other side, and a soybean-sized flame beats on the wick, illuminating the whole house. Facing the window, on a futon, sat a thin old man, with a long white beard, a wrinkled face, a god in a god clothes and a hat, and a divine drum hanging on his waist, sitting cross-legged on the futon, looking at himself at the moment.

Wang Chuan was on guard and was also looking at him.