Chapter 143: Wushen Temple, I'll say it again (Subscribe)
Wang Yuan’s reward caused quite a stir in Yulong City.

One hundred Yuanling stones is a huge sum of money no matter where they come from, let alone one thousand of them.

Even a sixth-rank master would be tempted.

And it’s not over yet. Wang Yuan condensed his Qi into a furnace, and in front of everyone above Yulong City, he refined a furnace of top-grade elixirs, the fragrance of which spread for ten miles.

He wanted to reveal his identity as a master of alchemy in order to attract major forces in the city, such as the Wushen Temple or the Xiangshen Dao, and ask them to contribute.

For just one thousand spirit stones, they might only mobilize the people in Yulong City, but if it was for an alchemy master, they could quickly spread the information throughout Ningzhou and mobilize the entire Ningzhou's power.

Being driven by profit is an extremely effective tactic no matter where or when.

Soon, countless people came out of their homes and came here to inquire about information.

As word of the portrait spread, it wasn't long before someone came forward to offer clues.

Zhao Qiang first distinguished them, and then reported the useful ones to Wang Yuan.

Of course, Wang Yuan's spiritual power spread out, exploring information from various places in Yulong City, and the people were talking about it.

On the first day, thousands of spirit stones were sent out and some information was obtained, but they were all from two or three months ago, with no recent information.

This means that two or three months ago, the old Taoist nun did appear near Yulong City and then left.

No one can tell exactly in which direction it went.

Only the ones from Xiangshendao and Wushen Temple are left.

Since this old Taoist nun was invited by the Wushen Temple to deal with the Xiangshen Dao, both families must have more detailed information, even her current location.

Noon the next day.

"Whoosh-"

A spaceship came from a distance, and when it got closer, it revealed an old man in white and several barbarian giants who were ten feet tall, wearing animal skins, and had black lines all over their half-naked skin.

"I, the white-robed priest of the Wushen Temple, Wei Zhuang, greet the Master."

The old man in white spoke.

"Do you have any news about that Taoist nun?"

Wang Yuan opened his mouth and asked directly.

If she said no, he would be too lazy to reply.

"I wonder what the feud is between the master and Fellow Daoist Chu?"

"Shh-"

Wang Yuan instantly appeared on the spaceship.

"Take me to her!"

“Uh—this…”

Wei Zhuang hesitated slightly.

"Ok?"

Wang Yuan's eyes turned cold, and he seemed to be about to lose his temper if he disagreed with something.

"Okay. The distance is a bit far, Master, you need to wait a little longer."

Wei Zhuang turned the boat around and headed southwest.

Anyway, there are many fifth-grade experts from the Witch God Temple there, so nothing serious will happen if you go there.

In the evening, the spacecraft finally came to a stop in a very popular woodland.

As the spaceship descended, one could see teams of tall and strong barbarian warriors with special black tattoos. Each of them held a ten-foot-long iron and wooden spear in their hands, with a stern look on their faces.

The Temple of Witch God is mainly composed of three parts: witches, barbarians and humans.

Wu are an ancient ethnic group, born a different species.

For example, among the twelve ancestor witches, the ancestor of wood in the east, the spring god Ju Mang, has a human face and a bird's body; the ancestor of fire in the south, the fire god Zhu Rong, has a human body and a beast's head; the ancestor of water in the north, the water god Gong Gong, has a human body and a python's head...

Now there are only five branches left out of the twelve ancestral veins, with a total number of no more than a thousand, but each one is extremely powerful, at least of the fifth grade.

Barbarians, it is said that they are humans fused with the essence and blood of witches, there are also legends that they are humans fused with the blood of northern giants, or ancient relics...

All kinds, all kinds.

No one knows the details.

However, the barbarians look similar to humans, but they are naturally tall and strong. When they reach adulthood, they can possess ten thousand pounds of supernatural power. They are painted with mysterious Taoist patterns and can control spiritual power. They can easily fight against the sixth-grade warriors of the human race.

The total number is less than one million, but they have always been a major concern for the southern part of Daxia.

People, simply put, are those who believe in witch gods.

There are quite a lot of them, far more than the witches and barbarians.

There are many strong ones among them.

"this way please."

Wei Zhuang led Wang Yuan and they soon arrived at a camp.

The more barbarians there are, the more vigorous their aura and sharper their vision.

In addition, Wang Yuan met several Taoists, all of whom had strong auras, at least sixth rank.

One of them was the old Taoist nun, who looked a little nervous, hesitant and a little uneasy.

"Are you the one who offered a reward for finding Senior Sister Chu?"

An old Taoist priest with inverted eyebrows, thin stature and a somewhat fierce look looked at Wang Yuan with a stern face.

He is a fifth-grade master with great magical powers, and his strongest combat power is as high as eight thousand.

“~~” Wang Yuan ignored him and looked at the old Taoist nun.

"From your reaction, you should have known why I came here. Hand it over and cancel the soul contract. I can consider letting you go. Otherwise..."

"Ok?"

The vicious old Taoist looked at Wang Yuan, then turned to look at the old Taoist nun.

what's the situation?
He didn't understand.

"no!"

The old nun glanced around, calmed down, and shook her head.

"She is a ghost spirit that I found with great difficulty. She can help me condense my soul. I can't give her to you!"

"I'll say it again, hand it over and I'll cancel the soul contract!"

Wang Yuan tried to suppress his anger, but his aura had already overflowed, and the strong anger condensed into an illusory shadow of Suzaku.

"What are you doing? Didn't you hear? My senior sister said..."

The old Taoist priest flashed and stood in front of Wang Yuan, glaring at him angrily.

"Bam—"

Wang Yuan kicked out fiercely.

"Chirp—"

Suzaku takes off!

The old Taoist priest was unable to react in time and was kicked away, with a strong fire energy sweeping across an area of ​​hundreds of meters.

"Master, I have something to say..."

Wei Zhuang hurriedly dissuaded him.

The Witch Temple wants both the Taoist priest and the alchemy master.

"Shh-"

Wang Yuan flashed and grabbed the old nun's head, leaving her no time to react.

You should know that Wang Yuan’s current minimum combat power is more than 9,000.

The old Taoist nun is only at the peak of the sixth rank, and her strongest combat power is just two thousand.

The moment he grabbed the old nun, the five elements of divine light flowed between his fingers, sealing the old nun's meridians, dantian, and purple palace soul.

Wang Yuan is a person who has achieved great perfection in the art of soul refining, so it is very easy for him to seal his soul.

"Whoosh-"

Wang Yuan grabbed the old nun and broke through the air.

"Where to go?"

"Leave Senior Sister alone!"

At this time, the other five Taoists reacted, two of whom were fifth-grade.

They all tried to stop it.

"Keep someone!"

At the same time, Wei Zhuang also took action to intercept Wang Yuan.

And the vicious old Taoist...

Four people with great supernatural powers, plus three sixth-rank Taoists, cast spells together.

"Chirp~~"

The flames of the Vermillion Bird grew larger and circled around Wang Yuan. The extremely hot and masculine firepower easily broke all the laws and ways.

Crush, crush with the same pole!
"Stop him!"

Wei Zhuang gave the order.

"Chi chi chi——"

Suddenly, dozens of barbarian warriors threw their wooden spears at Wang Yuan.

"Whoosh-"

Wang Yuan broke through the air and disappeared in an instant.

"Chase!"

The vicious old Taoist and his two fellow apprentices quickly chased after him.

"Notify all parts of the Wushen Cult to intercept the alchemist who captured Fellow Daoist Chu!"

Wei Zhuang gave the order and his men followed in pursuit.

Now that the action has already taken place, there are only two options left for the newcomer: one is to join the Wushen Point, and the other is to die.

Now that Wang Yuan has left there, it is impossible to catch and track him down.

——Without exposing other properties.

Wang Yuan just ran into a forest and disappeared.

Three days later, Wang Yuan had left Ningzhou and brought the old nun to an underground secret room in Qianzhou in the northwest.

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(End of this chapter)