The Portal of Wonderland

“Brother Min knows a lot about my people. He's really learned and I admire him.” Ishima sighed sincerely.

“Brother Shi was honored. As the guardian of the sacrifice of the Holy Land, he had been stationed at the Holy Snow Palace for many years. In fact, he had never been to the outside world, only to see a lot of wild history books.” Min smiled modestly.

“Oh, is there a place like the Holy Snow Palace? I don't know if I can give Shi a tour.” Ishimaki's eyes lit up for a moment and asked.

Min slaughtered the words, his face showed hesitation, and he apologized:

“I'm afraid not. Books hidden in the palace, even among the eight tribes, cannot be read without permission. This rule has been set by successive high priests, and although Shi Warrior is a noble guest of the Holy Mountain, there can be no exceptions. ”

Shi Mutual nodded with disappointment.

“However... if you have any doubts, ask me, I have basically read all the books in the palace.” Min slaughtered Shi Lian without insisting, relieved his breath, seemed a little embarrassed, hurried to say.

“In fact, nothing. It's just that Shi came all the way into the wilderness and was quite curious about what he saw and heard...” Shi Pastoral eyes seemed to have different colors, walking forward, talking casually about various customs and people about the Barbarian race.

Min slaughtered his heart and began to explain all the doubts mentioned in Shi Mu's words.

The two chatted, and Shi Mu began to deliberately and unintentionally introduce the topic to the Barbarian totem mystery.

Totem mystery is fundamental to the Barbarian race, Min slaughtered a lot of caution immediately.

However, he then began to ask Ishima questions about the martial arts skills of the people, as well as the technique.

What surprised Min was that Ishima seemed unprotected in the face of him, basically there was a question and answer, which surprised Min.

However, Min Tu did not answer some of his questions about the art of totem.

Once he spoke, Min Slaughter gradually stopped worrying a lot and kept talking.

The slower the two walked, the sophistication eventually stopped in a hidden place to discuss the issue of the Barbarian Totem Witchcraft Law and the Human Martial Arts Law.

Both felt very rewarding when they communicated with each other.

Especially Min Tu, very interested in the humanistic magic charm, constantly questioning.

Ishima was very generous in this regard. Not only were several low-order techniques carried out on the spot, but two low-order tokens were also taken out directly to Min Tu to check the speculation.

In fact, Min Tu, as a barbarian low-ranking priest, is the equivalent of a human magician apprentice, and all that is asked is some unusual knowledge, which is not a secret.

“Shi Warrior is so generous, even the secrets about the noble charm art are willing to tell the truth, there should also be something you want to ask me, please be honest.” Min Tu looked at the wax in his hand, his eyes suddenly appeared a slight discoloration, silenced for a moment, and returned the wax to Shi Liam, bluntly speaking.

“Brother Min is right, there are some things I would like to ask you.” Shi Liam smiled faintly, closed Fu Lu, silenced for a moment, and opened his mouth.

“It is safe to say, however, that if you can answer under, you will naturally not hide it.” Min slaughtered in a serious way, he said.

“I wonder if Brother Min has heard of the Ten Thousand Corpses Curse?” Ishima didn't go around the bend any more and asked directly.

Min slaughtered his eyebrows, revealing a hint of strangeness.

“Looking at the look on Brother Min's face, you should know something about this totem curse.” Shi Mu's heart was delighted and his face was not revealed.

“As far as I know, this curse belongs to one of the eight great parts of the serpent ministry. It is not a secret matter to speak of. Among the eight tribes of the Barbarian people, there are some similar curses. However, in my Bluetooth tribe, such curses are classified as forbidden and practiced by people in the tribe are strictly forbidden. I've just seen some of them in the Holy Snow Palace collection. Don't know what Brother Shi wants to ask?” Min slaughtered for a moment and nodded.

“I would like to ask you how to lift this curse, and ask Brother Min not to be stingy.” Shi Mu Daxi said, in a solemn manner.

“Is it true that Brother Shi is under this curse?” Min Tu asked surprisingly.

Shi Mu smiled, but did not hide it. He directly said the curse process in his body roughly again. Of course, for a Zhongyuan Committee, it was a cover.

From the previous chatter, he had sidetapped the Min slaughter bottom carefully, knowing that he had been in the Holy Snow Palace since he was a young child. Since he had little contact with the outside world, his character was also relatively simple, otherwise he would not dare to take the matter and the tray out.

“As far as I know, there are only two ways to lift the Wan Xiao Soul Curse, one is to ask the ground level to exist on the curse to strengthen the Great Seal…” Min Jiao listened, his face was seriously silent for a moment, then slowly said.

“The two methods that Brother Min said are already known. Regarding the first method, it is not possible to ask myself. Shi came to the Holy Mountain this time, in addition to defending the Princess of Fire Dance, to try to break this curse with reference to the second method.” Ishima sighed, saying.

“This… in addition to obtaining the Viper Tribe's method of totem cultivation, it is necessary to hunt down a powerful Viper Beast Essence.” Min slaughtered the words, silently for a moment, that's all he said.

“I understand naturally, but my life is at stake, and I can only do my best.” Ishima sighed.

“There's not much I can do for you, but can I see the totem pattern on you first to determine what kind of beast soul is sealed in it?” Min nodded, stood up and sighed.

Ishima naturally desires nothing.

The two returned to Shi Mu's residence, and Shi Mu took off his clothes and revealed a giant python totem on his chest.

However, Min's face suddenly changed when he saw the horrible python pattern on Shi Mu's chest.

After a moment of careful identification, his face grew heavier and he also brought a little mercy to Ishima's eyes.

“Brother Min doesn't have to worry, but it's fine to say so.” Shi Liam's heart sinks and asks.

“Not to tell you, what is sealed in this curse totem is our famous beast of desolation, the soul of many serpents. Though it is only the lowest order of single python, its strength is no longer beneath the day after tomorrow. To suppress the power of the curse, Brother Shi can only hunt a more powerful multiple python. It's just that even two murderous pythons are no less powerful than the strong ones of the early days of the birth..." Min slaughtered his head softly and shook.

“Even so, Shi can only wash his scalp hard. Somewhere in the wilderness can you find this many murderous pythons, ask Brother Min to point one or two?” Shi Lian asked unexpectedly.

“Many pythons were extinct hundreds of years ago, and now Brother Shi may not be able to hunt the soul of his beast even if he can get the help of the innate strong.” Min slaughtered silently for a moment, which was why he opened his mouth.

The color of the shepherd is uncertain.

“There is actually another place where this beast may exist, which is in the Gate of Warriors. The serpent tribe that Brother Shi killed may also have gotten the soul of the beast there. However, it is a forbidden place of its own, let alone it is not yet open, even if it is opened, it will never be possible for a foreigner like Brother Shi to enter it.” Min slaughtered his face with hesitation. It took a while to say.

The face of the stone pasture finally sank.

Min Tu seemed somewhat reluctant to see the look of Shi Mu. After a few more casual remarks, he got up and said goodbye.

……

The grey clouds in the sky tumble and the shady black winds sweep and the heavens and the earth faint with dust.

Beneath the dim sky, in a basin surrounded by several gray hills, the dust flies and the sound of a sword slaughter is heard in the dust rolling.

In the basin, fragmented skeletons are scattered around, while more than a dozen skeletons are still at war.

Some of these skeletons hold a bone knife bone axe, some hold a bone gun bone hammer, and some even have empty fists with bare hands. The only thing that's the same is that every skeleton has a flashing green soul fire in its eye socket.

Every skeleton seems to be in some kind of madness, no matter how many bones are smashed, and as long as it can move, it will continue to attack each other in a round.

One of the tall skulls, a skull flashing away from the opposite skull with a spear straight into the skull, took the first two steps, waved the bone knife in his hand and immediately cut it into two sections.

But the next breath, an unknown creature's leg bone, was crushed from the side on its left hand.

“Bang” crisp sound!

The left arm of the tall skeleton was immediately broken.

The tall skeleton immediately turned around and cut off his hand with a knife. At once, he also chopped off his hand with the leg bone. The other side did not show weakness. He actually removed one of his ribs and fought the tall skeleton again.

This wild monotonous killing is constantly taking place in more than a dozen skeletons, and soon five or six skeletons will be torn to pieces.

Not far from the skeletons of this mixed war, a skeleton warrior with a knife and a giant skeleton with a gun are fighting.

The skeleton warrior is the smokey, but the superior is clearly the giant skeleton.

“Pfft” an empty sound sounded.

A long bone gun burst out of the hands of three tall giant skeletons and burst like lightning into the throat of a cigarette.

The speed of this gun, far beyond the average skeleton response capacity, coupled with angled drilling, makes Tobacco totally inescapable.

At this point, the smoker was blurred, immediately carrying a shadow, and risky and dangerous to avoid the bone gun attack.

The next breath, the shadow stopped on the other side of the giant skull, and as soon as the tobacco appeared in shape, he cut it off into the giant skull with one knife.

The giant skull reacted extremely quickly, moving its arms, the handle had hit the bone knife of the smoky, an unstoppable force had struck, and the smoky had been shocked three or four steps back.

Before Yanro stood steady, the blue soul flashed in the eyes of the giant skeleton, dancing the long-gun appliance into a white light, instantly shooting at Yanro.