Chapter 347 (2/2)

After he followed Xiang Yang, he kept trying to figure out what to call him. Finally, he chose the word ”childe”, which showed more respect and left him some dignity. Xiang Yang also heard a lot of stories about ”childe and miss” from those storytellers when he was young. He felt that this title was not bad, so he let him go.

Lei Zhen's Dharma boat was very fast. Xiang Yang took several of his closest people and walked ahead. He had opened a few days' journey with the large forces in the rear and arrived first.

The Qitian mountains live up to their reputation. There are mountains over ten thousand feet everywhere. Compared with them, either the Fuyu main peak or the Jiuding main peak can be called a small hill at most.

Beige peak is the highest peak in this area. Before reaching the mountainside, it has towered into the clouds. The mountain pass between Beige peak and a nearby giant peak is more than 3000 feet high. The largest fortress in this area is built here.

Although it is not comparable to the two cities in sanqingyuan, the scale of this fortress is not small. The wall in front is built along the mountain, with a height of 100 feet and a thickness of more than 100 feet. It looks like a spacious square.

When Lei Zhenzhen arrived, naturally someone had already informed him that several real people with some experts at the top of the nine turns had already met there. Before he got off the boat, Xiang Yang had met his acquaintances, nodded slightly towards Jing Mo in the crowd, took the lead, and Lei Zhen followed behind him.

Two months later, the story of his engagement with Lei Zhen had already spread. Even the ancestors of Sanqing had not concealed the origin of the battle array. Xiang Yang's name had already spread all over the chaotic front. At least they were well-known. Naturally, no one would wonder why a little monk in the end of the pill walked in the front, but they were very respectful.

Are you kidding? This is a pervert who can kill real people in the end of the pill period. The battle array has been improved. The whole friars in northern China have to read grace. If they insist on adding an identity, the dream lover of female friars in northern China is also more suitable.

”I've seen Xiang offering and Lei Zhenzhen. I'm tiger spring under the door of Tianhu Xianzong. Xuanhu Zhenjun is my master. He can't come until the barbarians attack first. He told me to come here first and wait for the offering.”

In the crowd, a white faced middle-aged man saw the ceremony first.

Lei Zhen followed behind. It's optional. Well, he said hello a few times.

”Immortal Huquan, I'm polite. I hope you can take care of me in the future!”

Xiang Yang was full of spring. He first chatted with Huquan, then said hello to a group of real people next to him, and then hugged Jing mo. of course, he would not forget the other friars who reached the peak of nine turns.

His words were sincere, his posture was very low, and there was no sense of madness of young success. These monks were relieved, and the smile on his face was much more real.

”This is a wild land, and no wonder such a fortress needs to be built...”

After a greeting meeting, Xiang Yang strolled to the edge of the city wall and looked up. In front of him was a lush grassland. Near the wild side, the mountain was gentle and inclined down to the plain. On the hillside, there was no grass, all of which were brown rocks and soil.

His nose stirred, and he smelled the fishy smell similar to that of Sanqing, but much lighter.

”These rocks were not the same color at first. For thousands of years, I don't know how many barbarians and our northern Chinese friars have shed their blood here. It's only then that they are dyed brown. Some good people have dug them up and they are all dried up at the bottom of the mountain.”

Huquan stood beside him with a sigh in his words.