Chapter 276 Heavy snow enters Kunlun

After Zhao Wujiang left the palace, he returned home and gave the two Wang sisters a few words before leaving Chang'an with Wen Yu and riding their horses to the west.

During this trip to Kunlun, Zhao Wujiang's main purpose was to find the spirit of the green dragon or the white tiger on the Kunlun Mountain, and to explore the mysterious seal.

Following the journey to Zhaoling Dragon Vein, although Taotie was still suppressed, Chaos' escape has always been a thorn in his heart.

If Chaos can join forces with the clan and come to rescue Taotie, then he will probably go to Kunlun Mountain to rescue Qiongqi.

Coinciding with the opening of the Kunlun Realm in the Kunlun Mountains, the clan and Chaos will not miss this opportunity.

If I can find the Qi of the Five Emperors in the Kunlun Mountains, then my cultivation can grow rapidly in a short period of time to cope with the difficulties I will face in the future. Zhao Wujiang's thoughts were racing, and his horse ran wildly against the howling wind.

At the same time, on Hedong Road, a group of people from the Wang family were riding towards the capital of Chang'an.

Kunlun.

Since ancient times, it has been full of mythology and is known as the first sacred mountain in Kyushu.

The entire mountain range is undulating and winding, with snow-capped peaks towering into the clouds.

The mountain range spans Jiannan Road, goes west through Longyou Road, and extends beyond the borders of the Tang Dynasty, with a total length of about 5,000 miles.

Zhao Wujiang's trip, based on the map left by the Kunlun survivors at the invitation, determined that the destination was probably a large mountain near Tubo on Jiannan Road. The Kunlun survivors named it Kunlun Dongyi.

For two days and two nights, Zhao Wujiang and Wen Yu traveled non-stop and arrived at the foot of Kunlun East Mountain in Jiannan Road on the third day after the Qingming Festival.

There is a mountain in the east of Kunlun, more than two thousand feet high, with undulating mountains.

There is not a single house at the foot of the mountain, and a Chishui River flows around the mountain.

The horses stopped, and Zhao Wujiang and Wen Yu dismounted.

He was holding the map given by the Kunlun bereaved family, and his eyes were yin and yang, looking in all directions.

There are mountains all around, quiet and remote, but there is no road up the mountains.

"Brother Wujiang, why is there no one else?" Wen Yu put the reins on the horse and looked around.

Zhao Wujiang sat on the big rock by the river and said calmly:

"wait!"

Wen Yu scratched his head and sat next to Zhao Wujiang, looking alert.

After a cup of tea, snowflakes fell from the sky and landed on Zhao Wujiang's shoulders. A voice came from far and near, coming along the Chishui River.

"You two little friends, is there a ferry?"

Zhao Wujiang raised his eyes slightly, and by the Chishui River, a small boat slowly waded into the water.

On the boat was an old man wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat.

"Old man, we two brothers are here to participate in the Kunlun Realm!"

Zhao Wujiang stood up and gestured with his hands, and the map in his hand fluttered towards the old man punting the boat.

The old man did not take the map, but let it fall into the water and sink into the red water. He said with a smile:

"It turned out to be a visitor from the royal family.

It’s unusual to come so early.”

Zhao Wujiang and Wen Yu smiled and nodded.

The old man slowly raised the boat pole, raised his arm and pointed to the sky, his voice was vicissitudes of life and distant:

"That's the Kunlun Mountain!"

Zhao Wujiang and Wen Yu looked up and saw that the sky was dark, with only snowflakes falling in larger and larger sizes.

"Old man, where is the sacred mountain?" Wen Yu was confused, raised his head and lowered his head, and immediately took a breath of cold air.

In front of him, the Kunlun East Mountain disappeared and the Chishui River disappeared, leaving only a piece of land covered with snow.

The old man with white hair and childlike face said with a smile: "This is the sacred mountain!"

Zhao Wujiang also looked around. Snowflakes were falling from the sky, but compared with before, the sky seemed to be within reach. The surroundings were completely white, and even the air was extremely cold.

What's going on? Teleportation? His eyes narrowed, his eyes were clear in black and white, and the two colors of yin and yang were floating. Then he slowly opened his eyes wide and looked around with the help of the system.

The snow was no longer there, but they were still at the foot of Kunlun East Mountain, with the Chishui River flowing in front of them.

Illusion? No, why do I feel an extraordinarily familiar feeling? Zhao Wujiang thought to himself, and the next moment, a mechanical voice sounded in his mind.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host, you have sensed the energy of the Five Emperors. Wood

Note: Kunlun Sacred Tree

Note: The Kunlun Sacred Tree, after the heaven and earth collapsed and the gods were gone, the building wood shattered, fell from the sky, and was left behind on the Kunlun Sacred Mountain. After thousands of years, it turned into a sacred tree.

It has the effect of immortality and has the ability to transform the world!】

It turns out that Zhao Wujiang's eyes opened and closed. This old man had borrowed the power of the Kunlun Divine Tree, or was contaminated by the power of the Kunlun Divine Tree.

"The two little friends have come from afar, please come and rest in our clan."

The old man who punted the boat laughed and looked slightly satisfied. He showed this hand to tell other outsiders who came to the Kunlun Relics that the Kunlun Relics were unpredictable and highlighted the power of the Kunlun Relics.

Zhao Wujiang looked at the boat in front of him and stepped on it as if walking on flat ground.

Wen Yu also followed behind. In his eyes, he stepped on a land covered with snow.

The old man laughed and rowed the boat.

"Old man, where is this boat going?" Zhao Wujiang put his hands behind his back and looked at the scenery on both sides of the strait.

"This ship, of course, huh?" The old man's smile was all over his face, but suddenly he froze and took a breath:

"you?"

"The power of the sacred tree is indeed powerful, worthy of being the remnant of Kunlun." Zhao Wujiang sighed with a smile.

Although these words were words of praise, when they fell into the old man's ears, his eyes widened. He didn't understand how Zhao Wujiang could see through this illusion.

He looked at Zhao Wujiang. He was in his twenties and was very elegant. He had his hands behind his back and his light and airy appearance made him feel awe-inspiring. Who is this son? Could he be the current crown prince or the future emperor?

He suppressed the shock in his heart, rowed the oar, and said slowly:

"A mountain in the east of Kunlun is over a thousand feet high, with steep peaks and no way to climb.

Only by ferrying along the Chishui River to the west, over many mountains, and reaching the East Nine Mountains of Kunlun can one climb up the stone steps."

"Thank you, father-in-law." Zhao Wujiang cupped his hands and looked indifferent. He listened to the chirping apes on both sides of the strait and asked:

"Does my father know who the seven major clans are coming to Kunlun this time?"

With the sound of water rushing, the old man pressed his bamboo hat and said in a deep voice:

"There are ten places in a clan, and your background cannot be revealed!"

"It seems that there are still fewer people coming from the royal family," Zhao Wujiang sighed.

The old man smiled and said:

“The realm of Kunlun is not about the large number of people, but about luck.

The royal family has the upper hand in this matter!

I didn’t ask you just now, what is your little friend’s last name?”

"Zhao Wujiang!" Zhao Wujiang spoke slowly, with a slightly domineering tone:

"There is no limit to the road, and there are thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!"

"Zhao. Wujiang." The old man's eyes were deep, he shook his head and said with a smile:

"My little friend is not a member of the royal family?"

Please ask, my daughter-in-law is the empress, so am I a member of the royal family? Waiting online, urgent! Zhao Wujiang slowly shook his head: "I just came here under orders."

"My elder brother is a minister and a secretary-general. He also holds the post of regular affairs. He is deeply trusted by your majesty and the empress." Wen Yu stepped in the white snow and felt that there was something strange about Zhao Wujiang and the old man, but he couldn't explain it.

Come.

Hiss. The old man couldn't believe that Zhao Wujiang, who was so young, could actually hold such important positions as Shangshu Ling and Secretary Supervisor.

No wonder the royal family would send this son here. His demeanor is already extraordinary, but his strength is probably even more terrifying. The old man thought about it and decided to make good friends. He smiled warmly and said:

"My little friend, you need to be extremely careful during this trip."

"Please speak." Zhao Wujiang's face was plain.

The old man's paddle movements gradually slowed down, and he said in a deep voice:

"According to what I know, during this trip to the Qin clan, a strong man who has touched the threshold of land gods will arrive.

The Qin family is extremely hostile to the geniuses named Ying and Zhao!

At such a young age, with extraordinary achievements and aloof demeanor, I must be a proud person, so be careful!"
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