"It's finally time to get to the North!" Cai Lunhui sighed, looking a little lonely.

Zhang Yuanhao was also a little silent. There were originally five people in the camel cart, but now only he, Long Xin and Cai Lunhui were left, and the other two monks in the same car were all left in the Fusha River.

Zhang Yuanhao said a few words of comfort, and then changed his words, and asked, "Brother Cai, do you know who the foundation building monk who reprimanded me yesterday is?"

Cai Lunhui's expression was awe-inspiring, and he said solemnly: "Brother Zhang, don't hold a grudge, people are foundation building monks, and it is normal to reprimand a few words......"

Zhang Yuanhao smiled bitterly: "Brother Cai, I didn't mean that, I just want to remember the name of this adult, and see him walk around in the future!"

Cai Lunhui showed a teachable expression, and whispered: "That adult is a monk of Qiyunmen, surnamed Fang Minghe, he has only been advancing to the foundation building realm for three years, he is a high-minded and arrogant person, he is not popular in the foundation building realm, he is a little cautious, as soon as he finds that we monks who practice qi realm are slacking off, he will get angry, and the last thing that the entire business alliance can not provoke is him!"

Zhang Yuanhao nodded thoughtfully.

If it was just because he was cautious, Zhang Yuanhao would be relieved, but he was afraid that his purpose would be more than that.

......

The land of the far north is bitterly cold all year round, and there are no four seasons. The cold wind howled all the way, the frost on the ground condensed, the grass and trees stiffened, and even the camel cart felt cold and shivering.

Cai Lunhui had already prepared, took out two rough fur coats from the camel cart, handed them to Zhang Yuanhao, and motioned for him to put them on, he himself had already worn one on his body, so he didn't feel cold.

Zhang Yuanhao put on a leather coat, and carefully surrounded Long Xin's clothes that were a few sizes older, and then walked outside the carriage.

Cai Lunhui followed and walked out, and suddenly shivered coldly.

The camel beast spread its hooves and galloped on the frozen ground with a rumbling sound. Sometimes you can see the indigenous villages and strange low-rise buildings in the distance, but they are all about a rough look, and the convoy does not stop for long, and the convoy rushes by.

From Cai Lunhui's mouth, he learned that the destination of this trip to the Cloud Merchant Alliance was a large tribe called Wuzhi in the Northland, where it is said that there is more than one indigenous monk in the Yudan Realm, dominating one of the realms.

There was no kingdom in the Northland, but tribes. Among them, mortals are extremely rare, and almost all the people in the tribe have high or low cultivation, but according to them, it is not just such as cultivating qi and building a foundation.

The Northland monks are good at ancient methods of refining the body, and every Northland monk has a strong physique. But on the other hand, their spiritual sense is extremely weak, and it can be said that there are almost none.

A cultivator in the realm of divine power, which is equivalent to the foundation realm, has even less spiritual sense than that of an ordinary late-stage cultivator of qi cultivation, which shows the weakness of his soul.

The Northland Refining Body is popular, and its realm is divided into the Physical Realm, the Divine Power Realm, the Immortal Realm, and the Law Phase Realm from low to high.

The strength of the monks of the Divine Power Realm can carry the Ding, the fist shatters the mountain stones, and the feet crack the earth; the monks of the Divine Power Realm cultivate a strength in the body, and a punch can reach 10,000 catties of huge force, and a leap can be ten meters high, but it cannot fly in the air, only when it reaches the immortal realm, the monk can rely on the qi generated by the strength to stay in the air for a short time, and the vitality of the monks in this realm is extremely vigorous, even if the hands and feet are broken, they can grow out again in a certain period of time.

After that, the Dharma Phase Realm, the northern land has not been born for hundreds of years, and Cai Lunhui doesn't know the specific information.

Moreover, unlike Qi cultivators, taking the physical cultivation route requires a lot of materials and precious materials to improve physical strength, and it has little effect in a short period of time.

Therefore, with the exception of the orthodox body cultivation in the Northland, the vast majority of the body cultivation on the mainland is just a concurrent cultivation.

......

The speed of the camel cart gradually slowed down, and Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual sense was dispersed, and he sensed a large amount of breath, all of which were extremely weak soul breaths, similar to mortals.

If the breath of a monk who cultivates qi at the first level is a candle flame, then the breath of these northern body cultivators is not as good as even a spark, if Zhang Yuanhao learns the soul secret method, he can wipe out a group of northern monks at once. In fact, this is also one of the most fatal weaknesses of the Northland Body Cultivation.

Long Xin shouted to walk out of the camel carriage to take a look, Zhang Yuanhao was so entangled that he couldn't help it, so he could only take her out of the carriage and stand on the wheel of the camel cart.

The convoy had already entered the territory of the Wuzhi tribe, and in the distance, many sturdy men with strong physiques surrounded one or two animal skins, holding extremely rough stone or iron tools in their hands, and watched the convoy roar past with some surprise.

Long Xin's face flushed with excitement, and he pointed at a burly-looking and stout Northland nun and giggled, and then covered his eyes and shouted that there was a little boy running around without pants.

Zhang Yuanhao patted her little head and said angrily: "Don't point fingers at others like this!"

Long Xin, the little girl, has become more and more naughty since she became cheerful, but Zhang Yuanhao still dotes on her very much, and the two of them are really a bit like a pair of brothers and sisters rather than master and apprentice.

The convoy made its way through the icy plains, rattling the frosty vegetation. The simple tribal tents and the piles of firewood emitting green smoke retreated in the field of vision, and Zhang Yuanhao looked into the distance, and finally saw a majestic and simple city building.

Unlike the cities of Cangfeng and Jiuyun Kingdom, the monks of the Wuzhi tribe used their divine power to dig out countless core rocks from the ground thousands of miles deep, and then built up pieces of half-human high core rocks to build a wall up to 100 meters high.

"The Grand Priest of Wuxiu, the Cloud Business Alliance has come to trade as agreed, please open the city gate!"

An old man in the late stage of foundation building floated up and bowed his hand to the city, his tone was very respectful. He is the chief of the business alliance this time, and Zhang Yuanhao has seen him preside over the overall situation many times along the way, and he is deeply impressed by him.

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the city gate made of a huge stone was suddenly lowered, crossed the moat hundreds of meters wide, smashed to the ground, and shook a cloud of mud and dust.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the Shang Alliance, Wu is slacking off, please come in quickly!"

An old but energetic voice floated between heaven and earth, resounding loudly.

It's the Ancestor of Yudan!

It can also be said to be a monk of the immortal realm.

This is the first time Zhang Yuanhao has seen a high-level monk of this level, and between his words, the heavens and the earth are affected, and everything bows down, what a majesty this is!

"Into town!"

With the order of the chief monk, the convoy was like a torrent, and drove into the scorching city one after another.