Lord of the Desert

Chapter 371 Opening the Mountain

"nonsense!"

Feng Chengyi said angrily.

"The Yao River is wide and calm, how could I not recognize it?"

Yunlan City was built on the bank of the Yao River. He had been familiar with the river since he was a child, not to mention that he had just crossed the Fengsheng Bridge at noon today.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. How dare I deceive you..."

The eunuch knelt on the ground in fear, and only when he saw that his master had no intention of punishing him did he half stand up and explain.

"This stream is still the Yao River, but it is the most winding and narrow part of its 5,000-mile waterway."

"Walk north for another half a day, and when you reach the top of the mountain, you will be able to see the river in the east of the ridge is higher than the valley in the west of the ridge, and the river is suspended above the ground, which is a spectacular sight!"

He said in a nostalgic tone.

Feng Chengyi did not make any comment, pretending to be profound by using hesitation.

"You are old, so get up first."

He looked around and pointed across the river at a dozen shirtless men who were trudging along the jagged rocks like ants.

"What are those men with the reins on their backs doing on the other side of the river?"

Feng Chengyi asked again in a considering tone.

"Your Majesty, they are boatmen pulling the boat."

The eunuch answered after just a glance.

"In dangerous places with bad currents, wind power alone is not enough, so human power is needed to make up for it."

After he finished speaking, he realized that the words "insufficient wind power" were not auspicious. In the blink of an eye, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. His body softened and he almost knelt down again.

Fortunately, the king was in a good mood today and did not seem as sensitive as usual.

"Just pull the boat, why don't these people wear clothes?"

Feng Chengyi looked into the distance and continued to ask.

"Because the boatmen are coarse and crude..."

The eunuch had just spoken out of turn and didn't dare to say anything more. Just as he was about to deal with it casually, he noticed the king's gaze piercing him like a needle out of the corner of his eye.

"I remember now!"

He knelt down and spoke like pounding garlic.

"The clothes will be damaged after being soaked in sweat and salt, and the ropes will be worn out. Moreover, the trackers go into the water frequently, and wearing wet clothes for a long time will easily cause illness."

"You know it very well."

Feng Chengyi's eyes flickered, but he didn't get angry.

"When I was young, I lived in Xianhe City. At that time, there were many boats traveling on the Yao River, and there were also many boatmen."

The eunuch replied with a forced smile.

He was so frightened during the conversation that half of his soul had left him, and his voice sounded weak.

"There were many trackers back then. Does that mean there are fewer now?"

Feng Chengyi glanced at him sideways and suddenly laughed.

"You old fellow, take him down and get three lashes - no, just one lash today and keep the remaining two for now."

The golden words become the will.

When the two Biaofeng guards came forward and carried the old and thin eunuch away, he actually breathed a sigh of relief.

The sunset glow is beautiful at this time.

From across the river came the sound of "Yierhai, Yierhai".

Feng Chengyi felt annoyed after hearing this and turned to look at a burly general in golden armor.

"Zuo Qing, how far is this place from Duanli City?"

The Zuo Qing he mentioned is named Zuo Chiheng, who has the innate five-combination cultivation level and is the commander of the Biaofeng Guard.

"Your Majesty, in two days the royal chariot will enter Tingtao Valley. After exiting the valley, go west for another 250 miles to reach Duanli."

Zuo Chiheng replied.

"Tingtao Valley."

Feng took a look at the crowded mountains in the north.

"I see that the terrain of this valley is steep and dangerous. Will the Baisheng bandits set an ambush here?"

"Your Majesty, you worry too much."

Zuo Chiheng replied with a smile.

"Tingtao Valley is still far from the control area of ​​the bandit army. Their large forces cannot come over. Even if the bandits are brave enough, they can only dispatch a small group of elite troops at most."

As the golden-armored general spoke, he raised his head and glanced at the Storm Knights guarding the great carriage on all sides.

"Your Majesty, the two thousand-man teams of the Tianfeng Army should be sweeping the valley right now, and there are also scouts leading the way outside the valley..."

He paused slightly.

"If we confront them head on, I'm afraid they won't come!"

Feng Chengyi was satisfied when he heard that, but a hint of restlessness appeared in his brows.

He searched around the terrace and finally set his sights on the short and fat eunuch who had replaced him.

"Tell me, how should we get out of Tingtao Valley?"

"Your Majesty, after leaving the valley, go west for a hundred miles, then turn southwest to Haozhao City."

The eunuch was afraid of both answering incorrectly and answering slowly.

"Turn to the southwest. Are we going around Duanli City?"

Feng Chengyi asked back. "Your Majesty is the most noble and honorable. To ensure safety, you cannot get too close to Tingshan..."

The short and fat eunuch racked his brains.

"You mean, if I want to see Duanlicheng, there will be no guarantee of safety?"

Prince Huaiyang's questions became increasingly rapid and cold.

The eunuch broke out in a cold sweat.

"Temporary changes to arrangements, or, or inconveniences..."

His voice began to tremble.

"Change of arrangements, or any inconvenience?"

Feng Chengyi asked the third question, with a smile on his face.

"Whose arrangement are you talking about?"

"Before setting off..."

The eunuch blurted out something in confusion, then suddenly stopped.

He knew he had said the wrong thing and was on the verge of collapse.

"Who arranged this for me to ask you a question?"

Feng Chengyi seemed to have seized a flaw in the duel and pressed forward step by step.

"Yes, it was arranged by Zhongcheng."

The eunuch said resignedly, almost whining.

"This is my royal chariot. Why did the chancellor arrange it?"

The last question revealed the real purpose.

No response is required this time.

"I am the Lord of Huaiyang!"

Feng Chengyi suddenly shouted, grabbed the eunuch's neck with one hand, lifted him up and put him in front of him - although his martial arts was only at the penetration level, he had enjoyed countless natural treasures over the years, and his body was not inferior to that of a peak martial artist.

"The Skywind Army leads the way, and the Biaofeng Guards follow..."

The King of Huaiyang looked around and finally looked behind the terrace.

"The head of the royal family, the deputy commander of Qianmianfeng, and the commander of the Blowing Wind Guards, with three innate guards like these, I can go anywhere in the world!"

He stared at the three ministers standing by, and his wild tone was full of sarcasm.

"Do you think so?"

The ministers remained silent, like three heartless and earless Vajras.

There was a fierce look in Feng Chengyi's eyes.

He raised his arm, and his sleeve slid down to reveal his strong, white forearm, squeezing the eunuch's spine in his palm until it creaked.

"Order, advance north at full speed!"

Feng Chengyi raised a man as a flag and shouted loudly to vent his anger.

"After leaving this broken valley, we will sweep along the main road to Duanli City."

"I want to meet Iron Palm, Victory, Spear Master, and Red Sand to see if they have supernatural powers and have frightened the Huaiyang family to the point of losing their dignity!"

As he spoke, he spun around and threw the eunuch out of the observation deck.

By the time the terrifying sound of broken bones and tendons had passed, the latter had fallen into the dust and was no longer known whether he was alive or dead.

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That night.

The silver velvet of stars is inlaid in the stream and the night sky.

Tingtao Valley sleeps peacefully in the arms of two mountains, with only a dreamy rustling sound emitted when the wind blows through the bamboo sea.

Hong Fan stood alone on a high pine branch, looking at the faint glow of fire on the opposite hill.

Those were scouts from the Tianfeng Army stationed there to give warnings.

Their large army had spent the day repairing and widening the road along the bottom of the mountain and sweeping out wild beasts, and had already left the valley by now.

Leaping down from the pine tree, Hong Fan dispersed the sand and soil covering the rocks, revealing a wide tunnel.

He walked alone into the darkness.

Without the need for candlelight, the divine power of destiny can outline the surrounding environment in the mind.

Sand, soil, or stones.

Everything is crystal clear.

How the force is applied, whether it is loose or tight, and how a single move will affect the entire body, are all self-evident in the flow of true energy in the sand world, and are almost as instinctive as the blink of an eye.

Before he knew it, Hong Fan had gone nearly a hundred feet deep in a straight line, passing through thick, crushed rock layers on the way.

This section was broken by Duan Tiannan's iron palm.

At the end of the tunnel, construction continued in the Hongfan calibration direction.

Until the moon reaches its zenith.

Until I was exhausted for the umpteenth time in the past month.

Wiping the sweat off his face, Hong Fan calmly pressed the soil in front of him and vaguely heard the sound of the waves of the Yao River.

After a quarter of an hour's rest, work resumed.

The moonlight falls into the sky.

One man is like an earthworm, silently punching through the mountain.

(End of this chapter)