Chapter 978: Sub-Artifact From the Ice and Snow Temple

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"Huh? Looking for me?"

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows curiously and thought to himself curiously, "Does anyone know about me in this far north?"

While thinking, the crowd gathered around them separated a path, and a middle-aged man as tall as a red tank walked over with several equally strong male youths.

"Son of Flame, you must be the famous Son of Flame, and the person next to you must be Miss Nanlian."

The middle-aged man at the head had a thick beard and brown hair tied back. He was wearing a fur coat made of a complete wolf skin, and his muscles were as plump and strong as boulders.

He walked straight through the crowd, walked up to Wang Yan and Nan Lian, and extended his palm warmly, "On behalf of the Winter God Clan, I welcome you two."

Wang Yan and Nan Lian shook hands with the middle-aged man respectively. Upon closer inspection, they found that the other man's aura was restrained and majestic. His brows hinted at the aura of a king who had been in power for a long time. Especially every move he made hinted at the aura of a king. Power.

Wang Yan is very familiar with this kind of momentum. It is exactly the characteristic of someone who has reached S level and climbed to the top of the land immortal. He has already guessed who the opponent is, and his tone can't help but be a little polite, "Your Excellency, I personally welcome you from a distance. I don't know how you are doing." Recognize us."

Wang Yan and others came without prior notice, and they had never met each other before, so they could be recognized, which really surprised him and Nan Lian.

"Father, you are the leader of the clan. You must pay attention to your image in the future."

Belisa did not think that Wang Yan and others were outsiders, so she glared at the middle-aged man as if she was deliberately complaining. Then she turned around and introduced with a smile, "This is my father, and he is also the current leader of our Winter God Clan. He knew you were coming because of Grandpa Salal."

"It turns out that your Excellency is the leader of the Cole clan. It's a pleasure to meet you." Wang Yan and Nan Lian remembered that Belisa had mentioned this father before.

Now I saw that the opponent was a head taller than Wang Yan, and his body was about the same size as a red tank. He stood very powerfully in front of him, like a wall, full of oppression.

Especially when I think that such a man as rough as a black bear would have a daughter as beautiful and noble as Belisa, it is really surprising.

In addition, the high shaman priest Salar, whom they had not yet met, aroused the interest of both of them even more.

"Haha, my good daughter taught me a lesson. I'm used to being casual. I hope Son of Flame and Miss Nan Lian won't be offended."

Tribe leader Cole smiled generously, then turned around and introduced to the surrounding tribesmen, "The elemental spirit told Salar that there are two very distinguished guests coming to our tribe today. They are the Son of Fire and the Son of Fire from the Kingdom of China. Ice Queen!"

"Wow." The men, women, old and young who gathered around immediately started talking.

"Child of Fire? Ice Queen?"

"Sounds like a big deal! They should be very powerful."

"They are from China. I heard that it is a good place..."

Son of Fire and Ice Queen, these two titles sound very powerful, but how powerful they are and how big their names are are actually not understood by ordinary tribesmen who have lived in the tribe for a long time.

I just saw that the clan leader was very polite to them, so I guessed that the identity of the other party must be very noble, and this dignity was probably due to the glory of international friends.

In the minds of these ordinary tribesmen, the only truly powerful people are those they know well.

Cole raised his generous hand to signal for quieter surroundings. Then he nodded to Wang Yan and Nan Lian, and exchanged a few polite words with the red tank.

He had worked in the Polar Bear Secret Service before. Speaking of which, he was still a retired veteran of the Secret Service and a former leader of Red Tank, so the politeness between the two was relatively simple, and the latter was full of respect for him.

"Son of Flame, Miss Nanlian, let's not stand still. I will take you to meet the high priest of our tribe. He has the ability to communicate with the elements. He already knows your arrival and the reason for this visit."

Cole extended his hand in an inviting gesture.

The principle of communicating with elements is roughly similar to the Chinese Taoist method of communicating with heaven and earth and realizing the secret method of nature. It's just that in this land, this kind of mysterious superpower is called a shaman.

In the tribe, shamans are the elders who guide the tribe and serve as priests, praying for blessings, treating diseases, and communicating with the ancestors and the nature of heaven and earth. To a certain extent, their status in the tribe is higher than that of Taoism in China.

Wang Yan and Nan Lian knew the truth well, and the purpose of coming here this time was to visit the shaman chief priest.

Just when they were about to set off, an old voice came over with a smile.

"Hehehe, don't bother with the Son of Fire and the Ice Queen, the old man is already here."

Everyone followed the sound and saw an old man wearing a long fur coat and a feather crown with a warm smile among the separated crowd, walking slowly with a long staff.

He seemed to be walking slowly, but in fact he was steady and swift. Before he finished speaking, he had already walked in front of everyone.

"Shrunk to an inch?" Wang Yan and Nan Lian both tightened their eyes slightly and secretly admired involuntarily.

In ancient China, only truly masters who mastered the laws of heaven and earth and could integrate themselves with their surroundings could perform this seemingly ordinary but actually difficult footwork.

The old shaman in front of him moved easily and casually, without any fluctuations in power. He looked like he was walking normally, which shows how profound and pure his cultivation is.

"Junior Wang Yan, I have met my senior." Wang Yan politely bowed his hand to the other party. Although he successfully promoted to S-class not long ago, he is still a junior in front of this veteran S-class with profound experience and accumulation. .

Moreover, the old shaman in front of him looks about seventy or eighty years old, but his real age is probably much older than Emmons, the dean of Starry Sky Academy. In terms of seniority, Wang Yan thinks he is enough to call him Sounds like an old timer.

Nan Lian did the same and followed Wang Yan to say hello politely.

"Son of Flame, Miss Nanlian, you are too polite. You are the distinguished guests of our tribe, and it is appropriate for me to come out to greet you." The old shaman Salar waved his hand and smiled kindly.

But this scene shocked the surrounding Dongshen tribesmen, and they couldn't help but guess the identities of Wang Yan and Nan Lian again.

You must know that Salar, considering his age and seniority, is at the ancestor level in the tribe, and as a high priest, he is the person closest to the God of Ice and Snow. It can be said that in the minds of these tribesmen, his status is lofty Incomparable.

But the high priest, who rarely showed up, actually greeted these two young men and women from China in person, which really surprised them.

Although ordinary tribesmen like them don't know much about the outside world of superpowers, the ice queen in front of them, who is cold and noble, and whose temperament is comparable to that of their noble winter hunting god Belisa, must be very amazing in China!

As for the Son of Fire, who looks ordinary except for being handsome, he must have been treated like this because of the Ice Queen.

"The old man already knows the troubles of the two distinguished guests, and that thing is also very valuable." Salar turned sideways and made an invitation gesture, "Okay, everyone, please follow the old man to his residence, and we will explain in detail."

"Okay, please, old man."

"Chief Cole, please."

The crowd followed them all the way through the belly of the tribe and arrived at a large tent that looked very simple.

The big tent was made of wood and looked very old. There was a bonfire burning inside. The group of people sat around the bonfire and felt very warm.

But what caught Wang Yan's attention was that there was a crow standing on the top of the seat behind Salar.

Except for a pair of bright crow's eyes, exuding a bright luster, the crow actually stood there motionless. If you didn't distinguish it carefully, you wouldn't be able to recognize it as a living thing.

The hairy crab carrying luggage behind everyone also spotted the crow.

Its pair of small crab eyes turned around, and I couldn't help but think of the crow that it knocked down from the tree a few days ago due to its domineering display.

It's just that birds like crows almost all look the same to a hairy crab, so the hairy crab didn't pay much attention to it. After entering the big tent, he and White Bear King Reynolds lay on the left and right at the entrance, waiting for orders. rest.

"Senior Salar, this is this necklace. It is something my mother left to me. It should be related to my life experience."

Nan Lian took out the crystal clear necklace that looked like ancient ice from her collar and handed it to Salal.

"Hey!"

As Nan Lian was inspired by a little bit of spiritual power, the necklace trembled and then emitted a bright light.

The moment Salar's old eyes came into contact with this light, he was immediately attracted by this necklace full of aura and could not recover for a long time.

"Hiss... this necklace is so beautiful!" Chief Cole's eyes were also attracted by the light of the necklace. He was amazed and full of praise for a moment, "The workmanship of this necklace is completely natural, and it actually contains such a rich coldness inside." The breath of ice is truly a unique treasure."

"Salal, look at it. The talisman inside here is the imprint of our God of Winter. This necklace is related to our tribe. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this." A soft cry from the leader of Cole brought the trance to a halt. Salar woke up.

"Well, that's right. It is indeed related to our tribe." After Salar came back to his senses, he took a deep breath and nodded in agreement.

Although Salar tried his best to hide it, the trace of greed that flashed in his eyes still could not escape Wang Yan Mingrui's eyes.

However, Wang Yan remained calm and his expression did not change at all. He only showed a hint of rigor when observing his surroundings.

Salar pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "This necklace is a very precious sub-artifact, and it comes from the Ice and Snow Temple!"

"What? Ice and Snow Temple?!" Both Belisa and Chief Cole's eyes widened in surprise, and their whole bodies trembled slightly. "You mean this artifact comes from the Winter Holy Land that our ancestors have guarded for generations, the Ice and Snow Temple. ?”

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