Below Cangwu Mountain

Wulong Mountain Cultivation Chronicles: Below Cangwu Mountain Novel 52

After traveling through the night at full speed, Liu Xiaolou officially entered the territory of Cangwu Mountain.

Climbing a nearby mountaintop, Dongfang Yuying pointed at the endless mountains before them. "Xiaolou, look—the main peak of Cangwu."

Liu Xiaolou raised his eyes and could not help feeling dizzy. "They all say Cangwu Nine Peaks, but it looks like there are more than nine... Which nine peaks are the Cangwu Nine Peaks, exactly? Why do they all look the same? There are already seventeen or eighteen peaks right in front of us."

Dongfang Yuying smiled. "We can—"

"It's still red. It's hot these days, so you should be more careful." Lu Gokumon said, uncharacteristically unwilling to compromise.

Thinking it over carefully, it did seem that she had jumped to conclusions! But could Qin Tian really be completely uninvolved in this matter?

More and more voices cried, "No!" Before long, they swept across the entire venue. Though those voices were young, they were incomparably resolute.

They paid wages and also provided the workers with three meals a day. In the eyes of the Li people, this was a great kindness. Knowing that the Mad King was anxious to build the city, the men of the Lingqu tribe voluntarily worked day and night to repay him. Though night had already fallen, the new city's construction site remained ablaze with lights, its workers still going at it with gusto.

"No blame attaches to the ignorant. You are loyal and righteous, though. What is your name, and why are you in Qiao County instead of joining the army?" Zhang Xian helped the big man up and questioned him.

Only after forming a perfect model of this cultivation method in his mind did Ling Rui finally let out