"You did this very well, Mr. Lie, thank you for your caution."

After listening to the story of Sunny Zhuozhen about her disappearance and being rescued by Meng Lie, but returning to the royal court without showing up to meet him, Karabaqian nodded to Meng Lie to express his approval and gratitude. The dignified Hunter Khan could not protect the safety of his beloved daughter. It was a bit embarrassing to say it, but his love for his daughter made him ignore these things.

"Before finding out the real mastermind, Sunny, you still have to hide it. I will send someone to protect you closely. Safety first, I can't let you encounter any danger again."

"Okay, I know Father Khan."

Sonnie Zhuo, who was a little depressed, had to agree, but then said: "But I want Mr. Lie to be with me, the story he told is very interesting. After listening to the 'The Legend of White Snake, I will listen to the 'The West Chamber' in the future, and 'Dream of the Red Chamber, ..."

Speaking of Meng Lie's story, Sunny Zhuozhen immediately became more and more frowning, and her previous depression faded.

"I will arrange for you to live in the secret pavilion of the royal court. No one is allowed to enter without my permission. As for Mr. Lie..."

Karaba Ji frowned slightly. His daughter's extraordinary enthusiasm for Meng Lie made him very unhappy. This was his father's instinct and he wanted to drive away all the men close to his precious daughter. What's more, he was not at ease with Mr. Lie, even if he rescued his daughter from the horse thief.

However, he did not associate Meng Lie with the archer who destroyed the soul of the scratch beast. He was just out of the instinct of a king, and he was somewhat suspicious of Meng Lie's origin and even his intention to approach Sunny Zhuo.

"Mr. Lie, you saved my Sunny Zhuozhen. I am extremely grateful. Tell me what kind of reward you want. As long as you can bring it up, I can satisfy you."

Karaba defeated Ang's chin, and at this time he had turned back to the authoritative Hungarian Khan, which was completely condescending tone, and invisibly opened up the relationship between Meng Lie and Sanni Zhuozhen.

How could the most beautiful and noble flower in the Hungarians be with a Qin Song man who was unknown all day long?

"If Khan allows me, I want to meet the great Tongtian witch Sheng Qingniu."

Meng Lie smiled indifferently about the attitude of Carapathian, who was a little bit of a broken bridge across the river. His words immediately made everyone stunned.

The status of the Tongtian Wu Shengqing is unparalleled on the Huns' prairie. Even Karabaqian, the great khan, cannot be compared with him. He is integrated with the patron saint of the prairie, Shimo Canglang, is completely the greatest god in the minds of the Huns. Therefore, even if the struggle between royal power and divine power within the Huns is fierce, the royal court representing the royal power and the Bailuyuan Shamanism representing the divine power has been approaching and tearing each other apart, but Karabaji and others still respect Sheng Qing very much and dare not have the slightest sense of blasphemy.

But Sheng Qing spent most of his time in seclusion, or traveled quietly, rarely meeting outsiders, and no one could accurately grasp his whereabouts. Even Karaba Khan, the great Khan, needed to notify him in advance if he wanted to see him, so they were extremely surprised by Meng Lie's request.

"Can you tell me why I want to meet Sheng Feng Nixia?"

Karaba Chi stared at Meng Lie's eyes and said, while Meng Lie's expression changed to longing: "Because I want to learn the shaman's way from Sheng Qingni. As a shaman, being able to seek advice from the most powerful shaman is the dream of my family and I forever."

"Are you a shaman?"

Let alone Karabaqian, even Sunny Zhuo Zhen was shocked, and his eyes were filled with surprise and incredible brilliance.

As a shamanism born based on the worship of the primitive tribe totem, it has a strong regional nature. In other words, the shamanism of the Huns belongs to the Huns only. Even if shamanism has been developed in other places, its doctrines, power systems, etc. may be completely different from the Huns Shamanism. Moreover, the Huns Shamanism needs to be based on its unique culture. Therefore, the Huns can learn Qin Song's immortal arts, but it is extremely difficult for outsiders to learn the Huns Shamanism, which has nothing to do with whether they are geniuses.

In the long history of the Hunter Shamanism, the total number of non-Hungarian foreign shamans is probably no more than ten.

"Why, don't believe it? Although it may be different in theory and power system and source, I'm really a shaman, look."

Meng Lie smiled and waved his hand. The glitter flashed and two huge figures appeared beside him in an instant. They were two giant wolfs with translucent ghost states!

The ultimate skill of the enhanced shaman, "Wild Soul.", can summon two ghost wolfs to join the battle, and the combat power is extremely fierce. When players in the game comment on the enhanced shaman of melee specialization, there is even a saying that "people rely on dogs" is used to comment on the enhanced shaman of melee specialization.

His move shocked everyone around him, while Trotai was a little surprised and said in confusion: "Soul Beast?"

The so-called "soul beast" refers to the ghost beast formed by the Hungarian shaman based on the beast soul in his body and fusing his own power. For example, the snow fox who was summoned by Alshazhu in Danyang Manor to attack Ying Lanyue. The soul beast is usually a materialized projection of the energy of the beast soul, and it is closely related to the shaman itself. The stronger the shaman, the more powerful the beast soul, the more powerful it can summon a powerful soul beast. With the eyes of Trotai, he immediately recognized that the two wolves summoned by Meng Lie were definitely real soul beasts.

Of course, the soul beast is not unique to the Hunter shamans. There are many methods of Qin Song's immortal art that can create soul beasts. There are also innate natural soul beasts, but the Hunter shamans are undoubtedly the most authoritative expert in this area. Trontai immediately felt the pure and primitive and natural power from the two ghost wolfs. This is not what the Qin Song's immortal art system developed based on "man conquering nature." It is not available to the Qin Song's immortal art system based on distorting natural rules by human power.

"What my Zhou family inherits is the shamanic mantle from Qin Songdi since ancient times. Why don't you think that shamans are only unique to you Huns, right?"

Meng Lie, who stroked the ghost wolf's head, said proudly: "Qin Song's shaman system appeared much earlier than you Huns. Unlike you who specialize in the soul field, Qin Song's shaman system is based on the understanding of natural elements such as storms, flames, earth and lightning. Unfortunately, this shaman system is strictly restricted by bloodline and cannot be taught to others except for the people of this family. In addition to the rise and development of the immortal art system, Qin Song's shaman disappeared in the long river of history. Now only my family has inheritance, but the cultivation system is also seriously incomplete. A large part of the essence is lost."

Meng Lie told the history he had woven in the most sincere tone, and gradually even he himself believed it, thinking that perhaps Qin Song really had such a shaman heritage, because it was completely possible in theory: "In my generation, I only passed on a little bit of fur, so I came here to ask for advice from Tongtian Wu Sheng Qingni. Although there are great differences in system, all shamans come from the purest primitive natural power of the world, and it is connected in this regard. Therefore, I think the shaman system of the Hungarians can play a great role in my inheritance."

Karabaqian and others were speechless. Although it was a bit unbelievable, Meng Lie's words were obviously extremely reasonable and very likely to be true. The Huns could develop shamanism theory, why couldn't Qin Song?

Did the Qin Song people not experience the period of primitive civilization and totem worship?

Trontai's eyes became hot when he looked at Meng Lie, and another shaman power of different systems became hot. For him, who had reached the peak of the Hungarian shaman power system, it was like a brand new world unfolding in front of him!

"Your small totem pole is really amazing. What is the principle?"

Looking at the small totem pole in front of him with a primitive and simple shape and bright flames burning all over his body, Trotai could no longer move his eyes. He couldn't help but reach out and touch the flame on the totem pole and burned his hand as soon as it was, but at the same time his hand also passed through the totem pole, just like the totem pole was just an illusion.

But the temperature of the flame in his hand told him that this was not an illusion. If he had not used the unique soul power of the Hunter Shaman to resist the flame, it would have been enough to instantly burn his entire arm to ashes.

Opposite him, Meng Lie smiled and watched as his whole mind was attracted by the scorching totem he summoned. He did not answer Trottai's inquiry, in fact, he didn't know how to answer.

This elemental totem is an important part of the power of the priest Cui Man. Different totem poles have different uses, such as this scorching totem. If there is an enemy next to it, it can continuously erupt fireballs and shoot according to Meng Lie's orders. It is a completely small fire projection platform. After being summoned, the totem itself seems to be in a different space, and can't be seen but touched, but its elemental effect is real and extremely magical.

However, like other game rules and skills, Meng Lie only knows how to use it. As for the principle, he knows nothing at all.

Now he is in the Royal Court Secret Pavilion. The so-called Royal Court Secret Pavilion is actually a treasure house for storing precious property. It is also composed of a series of giant Hungarian bags. Therefore, he is very cautious and has few people who dare to spy. No one is allowed to enter without Wu Dahan's approval. It is still safe to hide here.

Trontai followed up with the Secret Pavilion at the first time and eagerly discussed the mystery of shaman power with Meng Lie. In order to show sincerity, he even took the initiative to reveal the essence of several Hungarian shaman spells to Meng Lie. As one of the great shamans with the second only to the great shaman of the beast soul, his attainment in shaman spells is undoubtedly enough to prove his sincerity. Unfortunately, he did not have any substantial help to Meng Lie.

"This is the purest natural fire. It is not the magic fire generated by spells, nor the flame formed by burning, but the most original fire between heaven and earth. It's so magical."

Feeling the flames on the scorching totem, Trotai narrowed his eyes and said intoxicatedly. This pure fire of heaven and earth made him feel a new world, but it was a little blurry and could not see clearly.

"Mr. Lie, your shaman power really comes from the most primitive and pure elemental power in nature, and is not completely dependent on the power of beast souls like our Hunter shamans."

An excited glow flashed in his eyes. Trotai raised his head and said anxiously: "I am willing to use all the secret techniques I have mastered to communicate with you, Mr. Lie. Please give me advice!"

"I came to the Hungarian Book to study, but my shamanic power is inherited entirely by family blood. It is difficult for others to learn and master it, but I must understand this.

Menglie immediately got a vaccination in advance. If you can't learn it, it's your own problem. It has nothing to do with me, the young master.

Trontai nodded quickly: "You have already said this before. I don't expect to learn Mr. Lie, your shamanic spell, but want to learn from it to see if we can use this natural element to improve our Hunter shaman system, so that we can get rid of the dilemma of relying too much on the beast soul."

"Mr. Lie, I believe you know that the beast soul is the core of my Hunter shaman. Without the beast soul, there would be no Hunter shaman. The power of the beast soul itself has a decisive influence on the power of the shaman. Our Hunter shaman has developed to the present, and the beasts that can become beast souls on the prairie have almost been searched for seals. This greatly limits the development of the number of shamans, especially when most of the superior beast souls are controlled by those in the White Deer Plain..."

He sighed and shook his head, and his tone showed great regret.

On the White Deer Plain, Meng Lie knew this name. It was the holy land of the Hunter Shamanism. According to legend, it was the patron saint of the Great Prairie, Shimo Canglang, who defeated the White Deer God who dared to resist it, and after defeating the White Deer God, the corpse of the White Deer God, the most sacred wolf god, was located there. In addition, Tongtian Wu Shengqing also spent most of his time in seclusion, so it was also the headquarters of the Hunter Shamanism.

Listening to Trontai's words, it seems that he is full of resentment about it.

However, Trontai did not continue to talk. Perhaps it was because it was a secret. Meng Lie did not ask. The two of them kept discussing the mystery of shamanism until late at night before leaving.

When he left, Trontai was very satisfied. Although the theories obtained from Menglie were all specious things and had little real operability, they were a unique way to him, which made him feel that he had benefited a lot.

"Huh, I finally left. This old man is really a hardworking and studious scholar."

After Trotai's figure disappeared, Meng Lie finally breathed a sigh of relief. Most of the theories he had just said about Trotai were extended and fabricated by himself. Although many of them were his understanding of nature and elements, if Trotai really tried to practice according to the method of square rogue he said, then he could only hope that the Destroy Canglang would bless him not to get possessed.

At this time, he was in a separate Hungarian bag. Although the area was small, the layout was very exquisite. There were even many Qin Song's furniture and utensils. It seemed that Karaba Chan deliberately arranged it. Regardless of whether he had any doubts about him, the Hungarians did a good job in receiving this.

The Hungarian bag next door was Sanni Zhuozhen. When Karaba Chan strictly kept it secret, no one came to visit Sanni Zhuozhen except him. Meng Lie had only learned before that Sanni Zhuozhen's mother was a Qin Song woman, and it was said to be a lady from a family. Unfortunately, she died shortly after giving birth to her. Karaba Qian loved her mother very much and passed this love to Sanni Zhuozhen.

Meng Lie closed his eyes slightly and checked the perception field. There were hundreds of life marks within a hundred meters around him. The number was much higher than when he came before, and his life reaction was very strong. It seemed that he was sent to protect Sunny Zhuo's real master, but Meng Lie also knew that they must also bear the responsibility of surveillance.

There were hearty food on the table next to it, including hand-stewed lamb, green pine cakes, sour yellow cakes and yogurt, etc., which were all special foods from the Hungarians. However, when they were delivered, Menglie and Trontai were in a discussion in an exciting way, and they were not interested in eating it. Now that they are free, Menglie walked over and grabbed a piece of yogurt and tasted it.

The taste was really good, reminding him of the cheese from his previous life. Then he grabbed a skin sachet next to him, took a sip of the liquid inside but couldn't help but spit it out in one mouthful.

Horse milk wine..., this thing is sour, astringent and stinky. Apart from the Huns, not many people can get used to it. The Huns had no choice but to make grain wine, and they could only use the cheapest horse milk for them.

Using "cooking technique", a glass of highland spirits was created and poured into his mouth. Meng Lie used this extremely strong wine to rinse his mouth, but after rinsing, there was still a sourness in his mouth.

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