Chapter 11 The Infinite Mountain

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Knock knock knock!!!!!!!!

The earth shook and dust flew.

Horseshoe pedaling, galloping at top speed!

A group of five people, riding horses, galloped through the official road.

The official road is just a nice way to say, but it is really just a loess road that is often walked around, and there are no traces of repair at all.

The dust was flying, and the group had tiredness on their faces that was difficult to hide.

A forest appeared in front of him, the trees were tall, the branches and leaves were dense, hanging from above, like a canopy, a breeze blew, and the branches and leaves kept swaying,

A simple tea shop built on trees, a simple shed made of wood and bamboo, sheltered from the sun, formed a shady place, and six square tables were placed inside.

As soon as the reins were pulled, the speed of the horse galloping began to slow down, and when he came to the tea shop, Yang Qifeng turned over from the horse, and Zhu Danchen beside him had already come, took the reins handed over by Yang Qifeng, directly pulled the horses, came to a big tree, began to tie up, and tied the reins of the horses to the tree.

"How many guest officers? What to drink? A short man with a dark complexion, bare chest and exposed breasts, speaking an awkward dialect, came directly to Yang Qifeng with great eyesight, and asked in a low voice.

"No, borrow the boss's table and chairs," Yang Qifeng said flatly.

"This," the boss stretched out his thick arm and touched the back of his head, a little hesitant,

"Thank you boss," Fu Sigui's broad palm went deep into his arms, and he directly took out the silver and handed it to the boss.

"Okay, okay, okay," after seeing the real money, the boss smiled, and his dark face was about to laugh at this moment.

Yang Qifeng walked directly to a table, the craftsmanship of this table is extremely rough, it is impossible to be like the city in this field, the table seems to be made by this black man himself, and next to the table is a bench that can sit for two people.

Fu Sigui opened the package directly, quickly took out a silk sewn cushion, and placed it directly on the bench.

Yang Qifeng sat down, Fu Sigui was not idle, his movements were very fast, he directly took out the exquisite porcelain, and began to put it away.

Looking at the boss standing aside, Yang Qifeng opened his mouth to ask; "Boss, how far is this place from Wuliang Mountain?"

"It's not far away, and it's time to walk forward for most of the day,"

The boss's gaze was at the horses of several people, and he continued; "If you ride a horse, it's only about half an hour,"

"Childe isn't going to the Central Plains? How did you come to this immeasurable mountain? Chu Wanli sat on the side of the table, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked.

"I was in the palace, and I heard that there were immortals in the Infinite Mountain, and I wanted to see it this time."

"Zi Bu is strange, how can there be immortals in the world," Zhu Danchen had just tied all the horses, and when he walked in and heard Yang Qifeng's words, he immediately retorted.

"There is a huge waterfall in the mountains behind Wuliang Mountain, and a large lake is formed under the waterfall. There is a huge smooth stone called the jade wall by the lake, when the moon rises, you can see the immortals practicing swords on the jade wall, even if it is not a fairy, it is also a rare wonder, it is not easy to leave the palace, how can you not see it," Yang Qifeng took the porcelain cup in front of him and took a sip directly.

"Wuliang Mountain is not a borderless land, the Wuliang Sword Sect is here, the back mountain has always been its forbidden place, if the prince wants to enter, the Wuliang Sword Sect will definitely not allow it," Chu Wanli thought for a while, he knew the situation of Wuliang Mountain very well.

"Under the whole world, it is not the king's land, the shore of the land, it is not the king's ministers, this immeasurable mountain is not the territory of Dali," Yang Qifeng's eyes showed a cold light, and he said plainly.

"Childe, by all means," Chu Wanli stood up suddenly, and the voice in his mouth couldn't help but raise, and he preached in a deep voice; "The Duan family of Dali has always regarded itself as a person from the rivers and lakes, this is the law of the ancestors,"

"Mobilize a large army to conquer, this breaks the rules, the Dali Duan clan will not be able to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes at that time, and will be squeezed out, this move must not be,"

"Childe, please think twice," Zhu Danchen and Fu Sigui also persuaded again and again.

Looking at the four ministers in front of him, they all stood up, knelt down in front of him, kept bowing their heads, and said their own words in their mouths.

Yang Qifeng's cold light dissipated, stood up, helped the four ministers in front of him up, and said softly; "This is just a joke, Dali Duan's family is a family of rivers and lakes, how dare Duan Yu break the rules formed over the past few hundred years,"

"Although the mountain behind the Boundless Sword Sect is a forbidden place for the Boundless Sword Sect, Duan Yu of the Boundless Sword Sect has always heard that he has always been known for being reasonable, and after consulting with them, they will definitely agree," Yang Qifeng said in a leisurely tone after sitting down again.

Chu Wanli sat on the bench again, and when he heard Yang Qifeng's words, his eyes hesitated, because the Duan family has always regarded himself as a person from the rivers and lakes, a family of rivers and lakes, a country in Dali, a martial arts sect, Chu Wanli often interacts with, although he dare not say that he is extremely familiar with the Boundless Sword Sect, he is not a stranger.

The Wuliang Sword School was founded in Wuliang Mountain during the Tang Dynasty after five generations, and the head of the sect lived in the Wuliang Mountain Sword Lake Palace.

After the Great Song Ren was divided into three sects in the east, north and west, every five years, the disciples of the three sects competed in the Jianhu Palace, and the winning one had to live in the Jianhu Palace for five years, and the sixth year was re-examined.

Of the five sword fights, the winner of three wins.

Beizong won forty years ago and stayed in the Jianhu Palace, five years later defeated out of the palace, the head of the family was angry and led the people to move to Shanxi, after that he no longer participated in the sword competition, and the east and west sects did not communicate with each other.

In the past 35 years, the East and West have won and lost each other. The Eastern Sect is better than four times, and the Western Sect is better than twice. In the past five years, although the loser has tried his best to study in order to wash away the shame in the next sword meeting, the winner will not dare to relax at all.

is brave and ruthless, it can be said that he is extremely stubborn, where he has a good appearance of talking.

But listening to Childe, that unquestionable tone, Chu Wanli swallowed the words he wanted to say.

"What Childe said is very true," Gu Ducheng said directly in agreement.

"Let's go, go to the Boundless Sword Sect to worship the mountain," after sitting upright for about half an hour, Yang Qifeng stood up, stared in the direction of the Boundless Mountain, and said flatly.