Wonderful Immortal Doctor

This old voice pierced through the wind and snow and fell into everyone's ears. It had an indescribable antiquity and vastness, as if it came from the charm of a wise man thousands of years ago.

All the people present, whether they were the Holy Son of the Temple of War or the members of the Kerger Tribe, showed expressions of respect and shock. They all lowered their heads and knelt on the ground, as if waiting for the arrival of an oracle.

Even the Mermaid King had a slightly changed expression and looked sideways. The breath of this voice made it feel palpitating.

This is the instinctive reaction of animals when they encounter a stronger one.

Chen Wanli raised his head, looked into the valley, and smiled faintly: "It can't be considered as comprehending the laws of heaven, at most it can be regarded as imitating a little bit of charm!"

The white fog at the mouth of the valley suddenly dissipated, and the wind and snow seemed to stop at that moment.

An old man with a hunched back and holding a wooden crutch walked out of the valley step by step, as if traveling through the long river of time, bearing endless hardships and vicissitudes.

Snowflakes were falling all over the sky, but they avoided him.

The old man had snow-white hair sparsely scattered on his shoulders, his face was wrinkled and covered with brown age spots, like the bark of a tree forgotten by time.

His eyes were sunken in his eye sockets with drooping eyelids, but when his eyelids opened and closed, there was a gleam of light surging like electricity in the void.

"Snow Wolf King!"

Sherbo and other members of the Kge tribe all knelt at his feet as if they had found a savior, trembling with excitement and bowing down loudly.

At this time, the Holy Son's flesh and skin were hanging loosely on his skeleton. He looked as old as the Snow Wolf King and also knelt on the ground.

However, the old man did not look away, walked through everyone, walked up to Chen Wanli, saluted Chen Wanli with a fist, and said:

"Another strong human being. Is he from Kunlun of Daxia? Hmm, what a young and powerful force!"

Without waiting for Chen Wanli to speak, he laughed at himself: "It's been a long time since I've seen a strong man like you. I'm really overjoyed!"

He actually spoke fluent Chinese and could even pronounce the word "Kunlun".

Chen Wanli looked at the old man with interest. Although the old man looked like he was about to enter the coffin at any time, he could feel the surging power in the old man's body.

This old man is probably the strongest one he has ever seen in his life.

Apart from Ye Wutan and the third elder of the Diyin Sect, it was him.

As for the others, whether it is the Blood Python King, the Mermaid King, Zhenweizi, or Yeshena, they are far inferior to the old thing in front of him.

The most important thing is that he does have the blood of a dark werewolf, although the blood is not pure, perhaps only one quarter, or maybe even less.

However, life on Earth in the Dharma-Ending Age is extremely difficult.

If he could capture and extract the blood, he could use the secret technique of blood to create a group of super soldiers who were far stronger than the werewolf warriors of the Kerger tribe.

But this thought only flashed through his mind.

"You actually know Kunlun?" Chen Wanli changed the subject and asked.

The old man took a deep breath, as if speaking was a great burden to him because he was so old. He took a deep breath, and a trace of reminiscence appeared in his eyes:

"Of course! That's Kunlun..."

"Oh?" Chen Wanli became more and more interested: "It seems that you have a close relationship with Kunlun!"

"It's so long ago, I don't know where to start!" The old man paused for a long time.

The Mermaid King couldn't help but say, "Oh, just brag. What connection can there be between the Far Eastern Wasteland and Kunlun?"

"Any connection with Kunlun? Let me sort it out. The last time I saw a master from Kunlun was when the Treaty of Nerchinsk was signed. Kunlun was furious and wanted to kill the Tsar.

I was entrusted by the Tsar to help. I fought with Kunlun's proud master Li Xiang. "

The old man spoke slowly.

Everyone was shocked. Yelena opened her mouth wide, her pretty face full of disbelief.

The Mermaid King didn't know what treaty it was, so he looked at Chen Wanli and said, "When was that? Li Xiang, isn't that Li Zu?"

Chen Wanli calculated and realized that the old man was talking about the Treaty of Nerchinsk. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Three hundred years ago!"

“Hiss…” The Mermaid King took a breath of cold air. Three hundred years ago, no wonder the old man mentioned that Li Zu was the pride of Kunlun!

"The memories before that are the things before the transformation. The saint was still alive, preaching to the world and teaching everyone. I am fortunate to be under the saint's seat..." The old man shook his head as if he had thought of something.

The Mermaid King was so frightened that his whole body was agitated. He had transformed three hundred years ago, so he had extraordinary strength? Then what was the strength of the old man now?

Chen Wanli was also somewhat shocked at this time. It was rumored that a saint would not appear for a thousand years. Did the old man mean that he was nearly a thousand years old?

"Since you studied under the saint, how did you become the Snow Wolf King here?" Chen Wanli asked.

"The saint is sleeping forever, and my disciples are scattered all over the world. I traveled around the world and finally chose this place to reproduce and thrive!"

The old man said calmly.

Chen Wanli knew that this was probably the truth, because there was no need to lie, in the practice of cultivation, the strong are respected, no matter how much the Snow Wolf King said, it was useless without strength.

But it is by no means the whole truth.

Judging from Kunlun's character, this kind of sentient werewolf is no different from a monster. How could he let it go down the mountain at will?

But since the old man didn't say anything, Chen Wanli wouldn't ask any further questions because it had nothing to do with him.

"The aura on your body is so pure that it can detect the way of heaven and ask questions about the three thousand great ways.

In all these long years, I have only smelled this kind of aura on saints.

In the past, saints preached and told ancient legends that there were gods and immortals in the Eastern world who practiced the vast and boundless way of immortality.

The saints have fallen asleep, and those ancient legends have long disappeared in the long river of time. Who are you? How did you get such a legacy? "

The Snow Wolf King looked at Chen Wanli with sharp eyes.

Chen Wanli raised his lips slightly: "How important is it to get it? You have cultivated the dark way with your dark bloodline for a thousand years. In this Dharma Ending Age, you have reached your limit! Even if you know where my Three Thousand Great Ways are going, it is just a mirage to you."

No one present could understand what was said, but the Snow Wolf King let out a quiet sigh.

Then he nodded and changed his expression to serious: "Your Excellency has set foot in my territory. Considering that you are a descendant of Kunlun, have some connection with me, and have inherited ancient heritage and possess powerful power, I will allow you to leave! Please!"

After these words came out, Chen Wanli hadn't spoken yet, but he heard the Holy Son couldn't help but say: "Respected Snow Wolf King, you must not let this man leave. He killed so many of us..."

The Snow Wolf King glanced at the Holy Son coldly: "What do you have to do with me?"

As he spoke, a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth. "You dared to set foot in Snow Wolf Valley and tried to lure me to help you. You deserve to be killed! Since you have been deprived of a hundred years of life, I will spare your life.

If you dare to make noise again, you will all be kept here and become food for my descendants!"

As he finished speaking, waves of wolf howls were heard in the valley, echoing repeatedly in the wilderness.

"You can ask me to leave. They all must die!" Chen Wanli pointed at Sherbo and his group from the KGB and smiled faintly.

The Snow Wolf King frowned slightly, looking displeased.