The Golden Summit Palace is located in the bitter cold land of Kunlun. It is covered with heavy snow all year round. The heavy snow in the sky sometimes lasts for more than ten days at a time. The large snowflakes float like a swarm of white locusts, falling from the sky on the wind.
He came down and bit the extremely pale earth regardless of his life.
At the foot of the Kunlun Mountains, the stone stairs built along the mountain are the only feasible way to enter the Kunlun Mountains. The starting point of this road is the Gorqin Grassland, the most fertile grassland under the Kunlun Mountains, and the end point of this road is the Kunlun Mountains.
The most sacred temple - Golden Dome Palace.
This stone staircase built along with the mountain is more than two meters wide at its widest point and only as wide as an adult's shoulder at its narrowest point.
The narrowest place is where the Golden Summit Cliff is located. It was originally a twelve-meter-wide cliff. It was laid by the ancestors of the Golden Summit Palace after nearly three years of hard work, hanging ropes, cutting stones and erecting stakes.
Although this road is paved, pedestrians have to press their faces against the cliff to pass. There are also many travelers and Taoist priests who are blown off the cliff and smashed to pieces in heavy snowstorms every year.
Yan Zhuo, Qiao Zhenyue, and Mu Yunfeng have arrived at the Gorqin Grassland.
Mu Yunfeng looked at the endless grassland, the excitement in his eyes was beyond words. He had never seen a grassland since he was a child.
I saw the green and shining emerald grass spreading from the feet to the horizon. Looking as far as the eye can see, the blue and green intersect in a line, as if the heaven and the earth meet at that place.
"Brother Yan, this place is so beautiful." Mu Yunfeng said.
Yan Zhuo looked at Mu Yunfeng and smiled. This little Mu was as simple as a child. If he was with Yan Xiaoyu, he would probably be manipulated by her.
Yan Zhuo thought like this, and Mu Yunfeng's eyes were attracted to the snow-capped mountains again.
I saw the majestic Kunlun Mountains, standing in front of the two armies like a veteran general with a bright head. Although his beard and hair were white, his pride was still the same as before.
Qiao Zhenyue looked at the snow-capped mountains, took out the cotton-padded clothes from the bag behind him, and shouted: "Brother Yan, Brother Mu, come and get all the cotton-padded clothes. When we get to the mountain, the wind and snow will be tight!"
Yan Zhuo and Mu Yunfeng took the cotton-padded clothes and held them in their hands. They were not in a hurry to put them on. After all, the weather in the grassland was just right. The wind was gentle and carried the fresh grass smell, which was very comfortable on people's bodies.
Extremely.
This beautiful scenery is not only an enjoyment for the eyes, but also an all-round enjoyment for the nose, skin, and soul.
The beautiful scenery is like this, isn’t it true that the beauty is also like this?
But there is no eternal beauty in this world, nor is there any beautiful woman who is always gentle and considerate.
The more beautiful this woman is, the more powerful she is when she goes crazy?
Is there a murderous intention hidden in this beautiful scenery?
"ah!"
Hearing Mu Yunfeng's scream, he collapsed to the ground in fear.
Yan Zhuo and Qiao Zhenyue were shocked when they saw Mu Yunfeng lying on the ground, and hurriedly ran over. When the two of them ran to Mu Yunfeng, they were also frightened by the scene in front of them.
I saw a large pit, densely packed and layered with countless corpses. The skin of these corpses had long been dried, and the skin and flesh clung to the bones like bacon, wrinkled. They were all wrapped in clothes.
, wearing animal skin riding boots, and the clothes and pants are mostly made of animal skin, which does not look like the clothing of Kyushu people.
"What kind of place is this, Brother Yan?" Mu Yunfeng asked tremblingly.
Yan Zhuo's nostrils opened and closed, and hot and nervous breath spurted out like a gush. Even Yan Zhuo was speechless now.
"This is the view of the Golden Roof Palace." Qiao Zhenyue said.
As he said this, he pointed to a huge stone on the edge of the pit. On the huge stone were engraved several large vermilion characters: "Golden-domed Jingguan, those who offend Kunlun will die."
"What is Jingguan?"
Qiao Zhenyue looked at the piles of corpses in front of him, and said with trembling pupils: "This Jingguan is a corpse grave or pit where the victors gathered the enemy's corpses to show off their force, frighten and punish the enemy. I see it.
The corpses in this pit are all wrapped in animal skins, and they should be the Wu Barbarians and Western Region Holy Fire Cult members who invaded Kunlun before."
"Isn't Jinding Palace from the Taoist lineage? How could it do such a thing?" Mu Yunfeng asked.
"Although the Golden Summit Palace belongs to the Taoist lineage, they have been clinging to Kunlun for generations and have a feud with the Wuman and the Holy Fire Sect. One of the rules for establishing the Golden Summit Palace sect is: With our Golden Summit sect, no evil spirits or outsiders can escape.
Kunlun." Yan Zhuo replied.
Mu Yunfeng blinked and said: "Even if it is a feud, just pile their corpses in a deep pit like this..."
Qiao Zhenyue listened to what Mu Yunfeng said, waved his hand, and said impatiently: "Brother Mu, you are still young, and you don't know the monstrous disasters that the Wu barbarians committed in our Jiuzhou. These Wu barbarians
If someone finds it and kills it, then the corpse is exposed here, which is the way to go."
Mu Yunfeng listened to what Qiao Zhenyue said and nodded, but looking at the layers of corpses, he still felt half scared and half helpless. He murmured to himself: "Since the person is dead, evil obstacles
It's time to get rid of it. It's really inappropriate to treat the corpse like this.
"Let's go, leave here as soon as possible. Kunlun Mountain is not easy to walk. By night, we are not familiar with the place. We are afraid that we will freeze to death on this mountain, company with these dead people." Yan Zhuo patted Mu.
Yunfeng's shoulders pulled him up.
"Go, go...go."
As soon as Mu Yunfeng stood up, he staggered again and almost fell to the ground. He felt dizzy in his head, and his back and crotch were ice cold. He was one year younger than Yan Zhuo, and he was just a step into this world.
In the past few months, although he was not a rich man before, he was always protected by his master and senior brother in Diancang. Now that he sees such a scene, one can imagine the shock and horror in his heart.
"Xiao Mu, it's okay." Yan Zhuo helped Mu Yunfeng up and blocked his sight with his body, "You are afraid of these things because you fear the undead. Only with fear can people not kill indiscriminately."
Yan Zhuo said this and smiled at Mu Yunfeng. His smile was calm, but there seemed to be a force in the calmness, an inspiring force.
Qiao Zhenyue on the side also realized that Mu Yunfeng was just a young man. What he said just now was a bit excessive. He thought about it and said: "Brother Mu, these things happened a long time ago. Now
The Wu Barbarians and the Holy Fire Sect are both considered stable, and so many people will not die again."
As he said this, he couldn't help but think of the border war between the Wu Man and the Northern Qi. If the Wu Man really colluded with Jiang Zuo, there would be countless such corpse pits in the world...
Just as Yan Zhuo and the other three were in various moods, the sound of horse hoofbeats came from far away. More than a dozen men in Taoist robes shouted while galloping on their horses: "Are they Young Master Yan and Young Master Mu?"
