The late spring sunshine has begun to become warm, and the scenery in the distance is a little distorted and rippling.

In the past five days, Zhao Hanyu and the other two have traveled nearly a thousand miles and have long left the jurisdiction of Daoqiong County.

The worshiper Lao Ke has a three-point bookish spirit. At this time, he is wearing a long robe and a small bag on his shoulder. He shakes his head when walking, and speaks either poetry or lyrics, just like an old scholar who is well-read about poetry and books.

Murong Qianfan and Zhao Hanyu were both dressed in simple clothes. The former jumped happily and happily all the way, while the latter was calm and restrained and taciturn.

On the way, the three of them stayed overnight at dawn, neither rushing nor procrastinating.

When I met the town inn, I stayed in a hotel, and when I missed the Intou, I camped in the wild in the mountains.

When Lao Ke was young, he also traveled all over the world and was familiar with the means of survival in the countryside. He did all the work of choosing paths, choosing a camp site, security defense, water source hunting, and ease of escape, and he could not find any problems.

In the next few days, the three of them stepped across the hilly areas and walked into the towering snow-capped mountains.

This route was decided by Murong Qianfan.

Originally, starting from Daoqiong County, heading east along the Qionglai Mountains, passing Yucheng to Yizhou, and then heading north into Beijing was the most ideal route.

Murong Qianfan took care of Zhao Hanyu's depressed mood and was forced to leave the sect. He was willing to bypass the house and avoid entering, hoping that his close friends would see the rare and magnificent scenery in the world.

The sky was filled with touching blue, and the clouds were flawless in various shapes. Looking at the majestic snow-capped grassland, the eagle spread its wings and soared in the sky. Zhao Hanyu's low mood was relieved, a smile appeared on his face, and more words became more.

"Hey, after leaving for more than ten days, you have said no more than ten words in total, but you are quite calm." Murong Qianfan complained.

"If you don't go down the mountain gate, you will never know how big the world is, so magnificent." Zhao Hanyu exclaimed in his heart, and it was rare that he did not accuse the other party of impoliteness for calling him.

The worshiper Lao Ke smiled and said, "Brother Zhao will go all over the mountains and earth to appreciate the scenery of China and Earth, and will eventually be able to look down on this picturesque country."

"Mr. Ke has not yet embarked on the road of cultivation. It is too early to say words such as looking down and looking down, and making people laugh." Zhao Hanyu smiled modestly.

"Don't be humble first. I have seen countless people in my life and rarely misunderstand me. One day, I will be proud of you among the stars, and you can believe what I say is not false." Old Ke said with confidence.

"Uncle Ke, I heard that there are many rare wild game in the snow-capped mountains. Let's get some to try it tonight?" Murong Qianfan successfully changed the topic of genius with a flattering smile.

Lao Ke said: "Well, the snow chicken in the snowy mountain is fat and tender, far from comparable to other pheasants; there are also bears, rock sheep, and wildebeest. If you are lucky, catching a snow leopard will be a feast." Lao Ke danced with a smile.

When Murong Qianfan heard the snow leopard, his eyes lit up and said anxiously: "Let's go quickly! The second uncle said that the thing is so fragrant!"

Old Ke smiled and said, "Young Master, the snow leopard grows on the top of the snow mountain, and it is very fast and it is not easy to capture it. Today we don't have this oral treatment. Let's try our luck when we cross the top of the mountain tomorrow to see if we can catch one."

"Catch a few snow chickens and wildebeests to satisfy their cravings!" Murong Qianfan instantly lowered his standards and rushed up quickly.

Lao Ke followed not far behind, Zhao Hanyu fell at the end and went up the mountain slowly.

After working hard for an hour, I harvested three snow chickens and one rock sheep.

Originally, two black bears were surrounded by big and small, Murong Qianfan was preparing to hunt, but it aroused the big bear to resist wildly and was almost injured by him. It turned out that it was the mother bear protecting his son.

Zhao Hanyu pity his love for his calf and stepped forward to let him spare.

The black bear and his son flew away. The mother bear turned around from time to time and let out a few times, as if thanking him for not killing him.

At this time, the sky is getting darker.

Lao Ke found a gentle shelter in the slope, took out the camping equipment in the space magic tool to build a tent.

Zhao Hanyu and the others found a lot of dry branches in the woods on the mountainside, and brought a lot of them back to make firewood.

After a while, the bonfires in the snow became prosperous.

The rock sheep was not big, and an iron rod was used to pass it across. The three snow chickens were washed and peeled, and they also passed through the chamber with the iron rod, and they were set on the fire together to roast them.

The aroma of meat slowly floated out, and the grease dripped into the fire, making waves of "sniffing" sounds.

Lao Ke was a gourmet, and took out several bottles and jars filled with seasonings. When the skin color began to turn golden, he scattered all kinds of powder on the chicken and the sheep, and the fragrance swelled for a moment.

The two little smelled, their eyes shone brightly, and their stomachs were croaking in a bad mood.

Lao Kexun took out a gourd, opened it and drank it, and smiled and said, "It's already cooked, eat it."

Two people cheered and couldn't wait to start tearing their legs and wings, and swallowing them voraciously.

Lao Ke pulled off a lamb leg, drank two sips of wine, and ate a bite of meat, and was very gentle. He smiled and looked at the two of them, Feng Zhuanyun, and said while looking: "Slow down, no one will compete with you."

The two snacks were sweet, the three snow chickens had already eaten, and most of the rock sheep had also been gone. However, the lamb leg in Lao Ke's hand was still two-thirds of the weight.

After the snow chicken bones were placed all over the ground, the rock sheep basically became a "specimen model", the two of them stuttered their mouths and licked their fingers, looking unsatisfied. Lao Ke's lamb legs were just half over.

Murong Qianfan stroked his stomach and said, "The wild game in Daxue Mountain is much better than that in Youquan Longtan. If I have time in the future, I have to come here to stay for a while, so I have to eat it."

"According to your way of eating, animals in the Daxue Mountains will be extinct." Zhao Hanyu said with a smile.

"It seems that you didn't eat it." Murong Qianfan said dissatisfiedly, "Snatching that front leg is faster than me."

Zhao Hanyu explained: "I mean, the more snow chickens and rock sheep, the better, but let those rare ones go. The black bear and son just now were so pitiful. If I hadn't stopped you, you would have entered your belly. You might have to be injured."

"Okay, anyway, the bear has been eaten, but the snow leopard must be brought to try it. This young master wants to taste the delicious food in the world. If there are dragons in the world, then you must eat it to be satisfied." Murong Qianfan seemed to be careless.

"Young Master, be careful of your words." Lao Ke stopped him by speaking.

"Hmm? Why?" the two little ones asked in unison.

"The Dragon Clan is the most sacred and powerful creature. Only the demon god who fought against Emperor Huangdi in ancient times dared to kill and eat it. This move was despised by the people of the world and was attacked by the world. If the young master does not want others to think of it as a demon god, these words must be eliminated as much as possible." Lao Ke's face was very serious.

Murong Qianfan stuck out his tongue, "Well, I haven't said it."

"Old Ke, I want to ask for advice. If the dragon clan still exists in the world, what kind of existence is it equivalent to? Gods? Or invincible?" Zhao Hanyu asked curiously.

Lao Ke was silent for a moment and said, "The time has been too long, and I can't compare the heights of dragons with the top powerhouses of the world. However, in ancient times, the dragon clan had a very high status. They were equal comrade-in-arms partnerships with the ancestors of humans, not subordinates."

Murong Qianfan interrupted, "Uncle Ke, what are the top powerhouses in the Middle Earth Continent? In the past, my grandfather always said half of it and left half of it. I have never heard of his complete evaluation."

"I have never heard of it in the sect. The two uncles always said that they would tell me when I have achieved success in my practice. All the senior brothers are escaping from the world and cultivating, and they don't know everything." Zhao Hanyu was also very curious about this question.

Lao Ke nodded and sighed and said, "The elders of Jingyang Sect are both contemporary masters, and it is reasonable to disdain to evaluate ordinary strong people in the mainland. If you want to be the top, they are also among them, so you are not convenient to show off at will."

"What about my grandfather? What is his level? Where is my father?" Murong Qianfan asked.

"Haha, wait until you go home in the future and ask them yourself." Lao Ke was not fooled.

"Uncle Ke, then let's not talk about my grandfather and my father. Can you tell us about other strong people and let us know more?" Murong Qianfan's curiosity has already risen.

Zhao Hanyu also looked expectant.

Lao Ke glanced at the two of them, thought for a while, and said, "Okay, I'm free, I'll just talk about it."

The two little ones hurriedly sat upright.

Lao Ke stopped and said, "Since hundreds of years ago, in the earth-shaking battle with the Demon Clan, the human race has suffered heavy casualties. Most of the remaining strong men have formed two arrays today, called the "Five Great Sages of Qiankun" and the "Four Saints of the Universe". These nine celebrities have respected their status in the Tang Dynasty and the entire Middle Earth Continent, and are the most peak strong men in the world."

"Only nine people? Not many?" Murong Qianfan was a little disappointed.

"Who are these nine people?" Zhao Hanyu asked.

"Haha, Brother Zhao, I can only tell you now that Master Ling Xiao, the Palace Master of Qingxu Palace, is the Lord of the National Master, and you will be one of the four saints. You will learn about the rest in the future." Lao Ke did not say much about this topic.

"However, there are some strong people in the world who are not ranked among the nine people because of hidden world, disdain, or other reasons. However, their cultivation is profound and their realm is mysterious. In terms of strength or combat power, they are definitely not inferior to the above nine people."

"Oh? Uncle Ke, who are there?" Murong Qianfan became interested again.

"Well," Lao Ke pondered for a moment and said, "Like the leader of Kunlun Sect, the head of the Yuhuang Sword Sect, and the elder of Tianqinzhai, Dongfang Yueying Mountain, although they are not famous, they are all qualified to be in the Qiankun. To say that the ones with the greatest reputation have to count "Hundreds of No Taboos" and "One Shot of the Condor Hell"!"

Murong Qianfan's eyes lit up, "Oh! What an artistic name!"

Zhao Hanyu also had his eyes lit up and asked, "Old Ke, the names of these two people are so domineering. What is the story in them?"

Lao Ke held the gourd and drank it, then tear off a large piece of lamb leg meat, and said in a speechless manner: "Wait, I will fill my stomach and talk to you again."

"Hey!..." The two little ones fell straight on the snow at the same time, resulting in Lao Ke's hearty laughter.
Chapter completed!