In the Wangwu Mountain Range, Xiahou is strolling on the mountain path, which is actually not a trail, just some continuous stones, at this time it is already evening, and the white clouds in the sky have already turned blue-black.

Wangwu Mountain is a very famous mountain in Chinese myths and legends, and various myths and legends emerge in endlessly, which is very mysterious.

Of course, Xiahou Zheng did not blindly find this place because of various legends, but in Cui Wenzi's memory, he and the people of Beiyanshan got a copy of the inheritance of their predecessors in Wangwu Mountain when they went into the mountain to collect medicine, and then embarked on the road of cultivation, otherwise, if it is really based on legends, he might as well go to the land of all gods······ Kunlun!

Cui Wenzi and the people of Beiyanshan once guessed that there were immortals in Wangwu, and they left a legacy after ascending to heaven, so Xiahou Zheng set his goal on Wangwushan, although he didn't think that there were really people who ascended, but the masters definitely existed.

It's getting late, and although the night doesn't have much impact on his strength, the surrounding scenery will look discolored, and it will be boring to get up at night, so it's better to meditate and practice or sleep directly.

After observing the surroundings, Xiahou Zheng found that there were plants and trees everywhere, and there was not a single cave.

With a roll of his eyes, Xia Hou was looking at the top of a mountain in front of him, where there was a boulder, which was just used to meditate and rest.

And according to his observations, tomorrow must be a sunny day, and you can enjoy the sunrise on the top of the mountain in the morning and exercise in the morning.

"This is the life I want!" Xia Hou was hundreds of meters away in one step, appearing on top of a boulder at the top of the mountain, carrying a cleaned hare and a bundle of dried wood.

Xiahou was sitting cross-legged, a bundle of wood on the stone, ready to barbecue the hare.

"Hey, is there anyone here?" Xiahou Zheng said in surprise, it has gone deep into Wangwu Mountain, it belongs to the deserted area, ordinary people want to get here, it is not possible to do it for more than ten days, but at this time he saw something, there was a faint fire in the mountains in the distance, listen carefully, and you can hear singing and laughter.

"Go check it out. Xiahou Zheng stopped barbecuing, and walked away, only to come to the place where the fire was shining in a moment.

Condescendingly, Xiahou Zheng saw the source of the fire at a glance, several bonfires were burning, men, women and children held hands in several circles, each of them was dancing around the bonfire and singing loudly, occasionally someone would run from one circle to another.

There were probably hundreds of them, and each of them had a deer and sheep roasted above each campfire, and two of them were in charge of roasting, and some of them had a large cauldron in which some pieces of meat were boiled.

There was also a group of old people sitting not far away, talking and laughing, looking at the laughing people in the audience with loving eyes.

It's a small village, and the place where they move is supposed to be the usual place for drying grain, and a few tall straw piles can be seen around it.

Xia Hou was falling behind the straw pile, slightly changing the clothes on his body, and the Chiyang Sword with a scabbard in his hand, he looked like a swordsman who had traveled the world.

After letting himself have some more traces of embarrassment in the jungle, Xiahou was slowly walking out.

"Which doll are you, why did you come here at this time, come here, everyone is happy together, how can you hide behind alone, come in and play with everyone." Seeing a person coming out of the shadows, the old patriarch with a long white beard said with a slight reprimand.

"In Xia Xia, Hou Zheng has seen the old man. Xiahou was walking over to salute.

"You are not from our village, so where are you from, why did you come to this deep mountain and old forest at this time?" The old patriarch carefully looked at Xiahou Zheng's face, and after finding that he had really never seen it, he asked vigilantly.

There are not many people in the village, and he basically knows everyone, especially Xiahou Zheng's large labor force, but Xiahou Zheng's appearance has never been seen, so he can't help but be unvigilant.

As an elderly man, he is undoubtedly very aware of the environment of his village, knowing that it is far away from people, and no one has come in for decades, and ordinary people will not go here, and they will not be able to walk here.

"I heard that there are immortals living in Wangwu Mountain, and I came to visit, and I walked for a few days, and I didn't want to get lost in the mountains, and I happened to see a fire here, so I came to find it. Xiahou Zheng explained.

When he saw that there were people here, he felt that he was not far from the immortals who lived in Wangwu Mountain, of course, they were not necessarily immortals, maybe they were just high-ranking people.

"There are no immortals in the world, young people work hard and live a good life is the right way, don't keep thinking about these illusory things. The old patriarch said with a smile, causing a group of old people around him to laugh.

Although the old patriarch said so, and everyone is old, his acting skills are indeed good, but Xiahou Zheng still saw some clues on his face.

Not only do they know about immortals, but they may have also seen them, and they even have a very close relationship with each other.

Xiahou Zheng didn't break it, nodding his head, he could easily get the information he wanted from them, but now when people are celebrating uprightly, it's better not to break the ring for the time being, anyway, he is not bad for a while.

"Since Childe is here, it can be regarded as fate, the village has just harvested and is celebrating, Childe might as well enjoy with us, let me wait for the friendship of the landlord?" Seeing that Xiahou was so acquainted, the old patriarch was in a good mood and invited.

"Thank you, uncle, I can't ask for it!" Xia Houzheng said with a smile.

However, the old patriarch did not let Xiahou Zheng join those who were singing, but gave Xiahou Zheng a place beside him, asked him to sit down, and invited him to eat some fruit snacks.

"Childe, is there still a war going on outside, which country is the strongest now, or is it the Qin State?" an old man over half a hundred years old beside Xiahou Zheng couldn't wait to ask.

"The people of the Warring States Period, and asked the Qin State to be the strongest, their news should be within a hundred years, and they moved in at that time?" Xiahou Zheng speculated in his heart, and his mouth was not slow, "The first emperor of the Qin State Yingzheng has now swept the six countries and unified the world, and there are no more princes in the world." ”

"The Qin State has wiped out the Six Kingdoms, what about the Zhao State?" the old patriarch asked urgently.

"Zhao Guo is naturally not immune, otherwise the world is still divided and wars are continuous. Xiahou Zheng said, he guessed from the beginning that these people should be from Zhao State, after all, Wang Wushan is in the territory of Zhao State, and it is unlikely that people from other countries will come in.

Hearing that Zhao Guo has died, the old people are a little sad, but it is only a matter of a while, and it can be seen that their feelings for Zhao Guo are not very deep, maybe they just got this name from the mouth of the older generation.

Subsequently, a group of old people surrounded Xiahou Zheng and asked about the news from the outside world, no longer caring about the survival of Zhao Guo.

Xiahou Zheng patiently answered one by one, and then manipulated the information of Wangwushan, the old people lived in this small village all their lives, and they did not go through many intrigues, and they were soon used by Xiahou Zheng to get a lot of useful information.

The old patriarch was the first to realize this, and after coughing a few times, the old people began to deliberately avoid the matter of Wangwu Mountain.

However, Xiahou Zheng has already determined that the master of Wangwu Mountain is here.