C27 (2/2)
However, in such a steep mountain, riding a palanquin still required courage, at least Mu Wanjun thought so.
She immediately refused. Although it seemed like it would take her several hours to climb the mountain, she still chose her feet.
When Zuo Chenfeng heard someone reporting from behind him, he did not say much.
Mu Wanjun followed not too far behind Zuo Chenfeng, she was even carrying a bag on her back, and she looked more like a small attendant.
There were more people coming up the mountain one after another. However, there were more than two digits behind the servants who came down from the gorgeous Carriage. These servants all carried a lot of burdens on their backs.
Mu Wanjun knew that these were all the candidates sent by the other nobles.
However, after walking for a short time, she suddenly turned her head and saw the person sitting on a sedan chair that had walked past her. She was stunned.
That person also gave her a puzzled look.
However, very quickly, the That person shifted her gaze to the other people.
Although this Heaven Stairway was high and steep, what was rare was that it was a bit wide, so it wouldn't be a problem to walk side by side with three palanquins.
Mu Wanjun looked ahead of her. When she saw such a high mountain road, she couldn't help but break out in a slight sweat.
The road in front of them was about to end.
At the end of the Heaven Stairway was a huge memorial archway!
On it, two large words were written with vigorous and vigorous carvings: Mount Kunlun!
Just by looking at these three words, one could tell that the person who wrote them had an extraordinary bearing.
At this time, everyone got off the sedan, including Zuo Chenfeng.
Not far from the memorial archway was a courtyard.
Everyone got out of the sedan and walked inside.
Zuo Chenfeng brought Mu Wanjun inside as well. Along the way, they naturally met the Karakorum disciples who were leading them to their own rooms to take a break.
After crawling away on the road, Mu Wanjun was naturally thirsty. She first poured a cup for Zuo Chenfeng, then poured a full one for herself, and finished it in one gulp.
As the sweet and clear tea entered his mouth, the first taste was astringent, followed by the second taste. The taste was quite good.
”What should I do next?” Mu Wanjun moistened his throat and asked.
”Let's wait first.”
Sure enough, not long later, the Karakorum disciple who brought them here appeared once again. This time, he held a letter in his hand.
”Are you the Mu Monarch sent to you by the State Duke of Jin's Mansion?”
Mu Wanjun returned the greeting and received the letter.
Inside the letter was a wooden tablet made of Agarwood. On one side of the wooden tablet was a engraved Qilin Divine Beast, symbolizing the totem of the State Duke of Jin's Mansion, and on the other side was a row of numbers: 9527.