Shamanism kills the god

Early the next morning, Mu Feng declined Flying Bat's retention and seeing him off, and Jing Wushuang and Jing Wushuang rode away from Jianshui City with the map presented by Flying Bat before leaving. All the way to the west, go straight to the Hengling Mountains.

In order to avoid accidents, both of them wore big hats, passed by the village without entering, and passed by in a hurry all the way.Travel during the day, and stay at roadside inns after dark.Maybe it was because they completely got rid of the pursuers, maybe it was because Immortal Sword Gate and Master Blind really gave up their actions, and they never encountered any suspicious people along the way.

Three days later, the two finally arrived at a towering mountain.From Jianshui City to here, although there are undulating mountains along the way, you can still see villages occasionally.When you reach this high mountain, there is a real mountain in front of you, with high mountains and dense forests, desolate and uninhabited.The mountain road is rugged, and there is no way to go, let alone a carriage, even a war horse can't walk, and can only dismount and walk.

Hidden Sword Peak!

Under the wind and dust, the two finally arrived at the famous Tibetan Sword Peak.

Here, it is already the edge of Jianshui City, and it is also the southernmost part of the territory of the Tongtian Dynasty.After crossing this towering mountain peak, you will reach the uncivilized wild land, the Hengling Mountains, which has changed people's faces in the whole southern border.

From a distance, the towering Tibetan Sword Peak is majestic, majestic and precipitous, and the top of the mountain is covered with snow all the year round.Even in the hot summer, there are occasional cool breezes at the foot of the mountain, and the cold wind blowing from the iceberg brings a little bit of coolness.The top of the mountain is covered with snow all the year round, while the foot of the mountain is full of rocks and barren red soil, almost no grass grows.Under the blowing of the cold wind, it was extraordinarily bleak.

Surprisingly, at the foot of this barren mountain, there is still a lonely inn - Tibetan Sword Inn.

With red walls, thatched roofs, and wooden windows, this inn standing on a barren hill is almost simpler than any inn the two have ever seen.

Under the wind and rain, the red soil on the wall has been stained with a gray-black layer, and the wall surface is extremely rough. When the wind blows, sand and dust fall down. .Under the erosion of time, the bright red soil in the past has faded, but the grain and grass that were mixed with mud at the beginning do not seem to have changed at all.

call……

The night wind was bleak, Mu Feng reined in his panting horse, and looked coldly at this lonely inn under the night.After a gust of cold wind blows, suddenly, there is a sound of teeth chattering behind him.Turning around, Jing Wushuang was so cold that he almost shrank into a ball, trembling all over.It seems that after burning incense and making a wish at the Taoist temple on Xihua Mountain in Jianshui City, not only did his health not improve, but his condition seemed to get worse.

"Shuang'er, Shuang'er..."

Mu Feng reached out and hugged Jing Wushuang on the other horse, and used his body to help her drive away the cold on her body.Before he had time to observe carefully, he clipped the horse's belly and galloped towards the hidden sword inn not far away, giving up the idea of ​​entering the mountain overnight.Ben was going to ask if there was a doctor near the store, so he took Jing Wushuang to have a look overnight.Unexpectedly, before rushing into the inn, Jing Wushuang's shivering body calmed down and returned to normal.

The illness broke out suddenly, came and went quickly, and I didn't know what was going on.

"Brother Mufeng, it's okay, it's just that the wind was strong just now, and I just caught a cold, don't worry about Shuang'er's body. It's important, stay here for one night, and tomorrow morning, we will continue to enter the mountain!"

Jing Wushuang has a gentle temper, but is clever and exquisite, and quickly saw the worry in Mu Feng's heart.Leaning in his arms without moving, he continued slowly: "If you are really worried, after we get out of the Poison Sect, we will go back to Jianshui City to find Lao Yan, and ask him to help find an experienced old doctor to take a look. Now, in the barren mountains and wild mountains, it’s useless to be anxious.”

"Okay, Shuang'er, if you really can't hold it anymore, you must tell me." Mu Feng nodded, and rode his horse to continue running towards the inn not far away.

After hearing the sound of horseshoes, a clever shop waiter came out from a distance, and settled the two horses into the stable without ordering.Mu Feng walked in front and lifted the curtain on the inn door to block the wind. Just as he was about to step in, his footsteps stopped slightly.

The inn looked shabby on the outside, and even more shabby on the inside. The tables were tattered, and they were so dark that they had been used for many years.Not to mention the stools, there are no wooden stools, all of them are Maza woven from grain and straw.It's nothing but shabby. Surprisingly, there are many people sitting in the lobby of such a remote and shabby inn.

There is no high-spirited talk, no jubilant finger-guessing, one by one eating their own meat coldly and drinking the wine in front of them.Dozens of people crowded into the small inn, and there was almost no sound at all, which looked extraordinarily weird!

"A businessman who came from afar, a hunter who went into the mountains to hunt, or..."

Glancing at the strange inn, Mu Feng's heart trembled, he secretly raised his vigilance, and sat down with Jing Wushuang in a dark corner.On the surface, he kept his composure and ordered the waiter in the shop to serve the dishes, but secretly he pumped up the blood of the ancestral witch in his body, preparing for the worst.

Eleven tables, 27 people.The two tables in the middle were surrounded by eight big men, surrounded by a fat man with a red face. It looked like a small caravan going to the border area to buy special products.At the table on the far left, three middle-aged men were sitting, with hard bows and ropes on their shoulders, whispering to each other. The accent was a bit like that of Jianshui locals. They should be hunters preparing to enter the mountains.At the table on the far right, a man in black sat alone with a big hat on his head.Seen from the back, under the wide black robe is a shadowy and slender figure, obviously a woman...

After glancing at it calmly, Mu Feng secretly remembered the surrounding situation in his heart.

"It's strange, why don't you say anything, and don't fart! After traveling all over the world for so many years, I have been to every village, and I have never seen such a weird inn!"

After a few glasses of wine, a bearded man at the next table whispered a few words to his partner.

"Shh, keep your voice down! We're just here to buy some medicinal herbs in the border area, other things have nothing to do with us, don't meddle in your own business." The bearded partner next to the bearded man had already turned white, and his face was sharp, obviously rich in experience.After a pause, he whispered next to the bearded man's ear, "Do you know why this place is called Hidden Sword Peak?"

"Why?" The bearded man looked puzzled and curious.

"Because, when we get here, it is the southernmost point of our Tongtian Dynasty's territory. If we go any further, we will be an uncivilized barbaric land with no one to govern. Except for the merchants, hunters and hired guards who take risks for money, who would Dare to go forward?"

The partner beside the bearded man paused, and continued in a low voice: "Of course, there is another exception, and that is the wanted criminal who has nowhere to go, the thug who is hunted down by the enemy, and the master who wants to go back to hiding. Think about it, all of these Who are they? No one wants to make troubles. After crossing this mountain, one has to be isolated from the world and let go of all past grievances. That's why this place is called Hidden Sword Peak. When you get here, hide your sword and put My name, identity and grievances are all hidden, no one is willing to say more, understand?"

"Understood, thank you brother for your advice, come, drink!"

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The voices of the two merchants at the adjacent table became smaller and smaller, and gradually, they ate in silence like everyone else, without saying a word.In the air leaking inn, except for the occasional yelling from the waiter, it was almost silent.

Hiding the sword peak, hiding the surname and burying the name, and hiding the sword and sword, that's how it is!

Mu Feng silently put a crispy peanut into his mouth, on the surface he was calm, but secretly he suddenly realized the origin of Cang Jianfeng's name.Glancing at the people in the inn, he became more vigilant.

"Who is this black-clothed woman alone? A wanted criminal, a thug hunted down by his enemies, or a master who wants to go into hiding?"

Mu Feng's gaze stayed on the woman in black sitting on the far right for a moment, secretly guessing her identity.

Perhaps sensing his gaze, the woman in black turned around and glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.With a big bamboo hat on his head and a veil covering his face, his facial features are blurred, only a pair of big clear eyes can be vaguely seen.There was no anger, nor any kindness, and he turned around after taking a light look.