girl let me check

Chapter 370 Wei Han
Fang Weihan had no idea how many people were talking about him in the distance.

He has been extremely busy these days.

Shangjun needed to be rebuilt, and everything was in ruins. Fang Weihan had just led the East Palace Guards to win a great victory, and then he devoted himself non-stop to the work of appeasing the people's livelihood and providing relief to the people.

The Dong Palace Guard will stay in Fushi, Shangjun for seven days. After seven days, he will lead his army back to Changming.

Today, Fang Weihan finally solved most of the things that required his own personal participation, and left all the remaining bits and pieces to Chen Yuxian and others.

He has a more important thing to do.

In the military camp led by the East Palace Guards, Fang Weihan took his eyes away from the map and asked in a deep voice:

"Have you checked it out?"

"Report back to Wei Sui." The scout replied respectfully, "According to our investigations and visits in the past few days, there is only one nearby mountain that meets Wei Sui's conditions."

"Twenty miles away from here, close to the Changhe River, there is a mountain called Yulong Mountain. And according to the local villagers, this mountain is a bit weird."

Fang Weihan asked: "Where is the weirdness?"

"Whether it's summer or cold winter, this mountain peak can be covered with snow all year round. According to hunters who always go up the mountain to hunt, they can't reach the top of this mountain no matter what. Even if they keep walking up, they will always be close to the top of the mountain every time. When there is still some distance, he will inexplicably return to the original route, just like a ghost hitting a wall. "

Fang Weihan was heartbroken.

There is no such thing as a ghost beating a wall in this world. There are various reasons for this situation. For example, the All Souls Monk manipulates people's minds and creates illusions. For example, Tiangong Mohist's mechanism technique is the famous "shrinking the ground into an inch".

Another example is...Jingtian monk's space formation.

It seems that the place I am looking for is on Jade Dragon Mountain.

This name is also very strange. It refers to the jade dragon of the divine sword...

"It's interesting to support the Jade Dragon to die for you..."

Fang Weihan's eyes flickered slightly, he waved his hand and screened away the scouts, and found Chen Yuxian.

"I have some personal matters. I'm going out and I'll be back in a few days."

He patted Chen Yuxian on the shoulder.

"In the past few days when I'm away, I'll leave the affairs of the East Palace Guards to you."

Chen Yuxian hadn't reacted yet: "No...Wei Ze, I..."

Fang Weihan has disappeared.

Chen Yuxian angrily cursed: "His grandma's Fang Weihan...you..."

He threw away his helmet: "I quit!"

Someone called him outside the door: "General Chen, General Chen! The county magistrate of Fushi has come over and said that we have something important to discuss."

"Coming, damn..."

Chen Yuxian picked up his helmet and walked out impatiently.

"Urgent, urgent, urgent, why are you urging? A broken county magistrate is not as senior as I am... Let him wait, I haven't had breakfast yet!"

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After Fang Weihan ran out of the tent, he first went to look for Wen Zhexue, but in vain.

He didn't pay too much attention, after all, the senior sister was always elusive.

Three days ago, Wen Zhexue asked herself about her plans for these days.

Fang Weihan told her that apart from handling some personal matters, he would just stay in the military camp and work, so he would not encounter any danger.

The girl must have read his mind, so she left with peace of mind.

Since then, Fang Weihan has never seen Wen Zhexue again.

This time she came to Shangjun. In addition to protecting herself, she probably also had other tasks to do.

I was just looking for some tribute this time, and it shouldn't involve any life or death crisis, so I didn't need to bother Wen Zhexue to protect him.

Fang Weihan thought for a while, but after all, he didn't chat privately with Wen Zhexue on the bright moon reed flowers.

He walked out of the military camp and rode towards Yulong Mountain.

The location of Yulong Mountain is twenty miles east of Fushi City. It is sparsely populated and the roads are difficult to navigate.

Fang Weihan spent the whole morning coming to the village closest to Yulong Mountain, and paid the villagers some copper coins to let them take good care of their horses.

Although the villagers did not recognize him, they could tell that he was a big shot. They didn't dare to neglect and made a promise quickly.

Fang Weihan continued walking eastward, checking the map as he walked, and finally arrived at the foot of Yulong Mountain at dusk.

The shape of the mountain in front of me is very strange.

Among the rolling mountains, its height stands out. A main peak rises from the ground, and there are two auxiliary peaks guarding the main peak. From a distance, it looks like a long sword, straight and sharp.

Before reaching the foot of the mountain, Fang Weihan already felt a cold breath, which was incompatible with the dry heat outside.

The sky also turned from endless clear sky to overcast clouds, and as he walked further inside, there were already snowflakes falling on his shoulders.

"What the hell is this place?"

Fang Weihan frowned and cursed secretly.

He raised his blood to keep out the cold and continued climbing up.

There is no way to go up the mountain in this Jade Dragon Mountain, not to mention stone brick steps, not even a dirt path. It can be seen that no one comes to this mountain on weekdays.

That means... you've found the right place.

The walls of Yulong Mountain are steep, and the smooth 100-foot cliff rises steeply from the ground. The mirror-smooth cliff is covered with a thin layer of ice, and there is no place to hold on.

But these things... can't stop a rank-5 Mingwu strongman at all.
"I can even climb over a city wall out of thin air, so why are I afraid of a mere mountain like yours?"

Fang Weihan drew out the Lumen Sword, inserted the blade into it, flew up in the air, danced the sword in mid-air, and stabbed it into the cliff again as a handhold for support, and so on.

This stunt-like climbing method consumes a lot of energy, but it is the only way he can climb the mountain.

Fang Weihan felt a little regretful in his heart: "It was a miscalculation... If I had known that this mountain was so difficult to climb, I should have asked my senior sister to use the phoenix to take me up."

The cliff of Yulong Mountain is much higher than it looks from below. It took Fang Weihan a full hour to climb from the bottom of the cliff to halfway up the mountain.

But the last step was a bit difficult. The top of the cliff was a protruding platform, which formed an obtuse angle with the vertical cliff below. If Fang Weihan wanted to climb onto the platform, he would not have any relay points to use.

Fang Weihan held the hilt of the Lumen sword with one hand, hanging his body. He glanced down cautiously and gasped.

The abyss is filled with cold, wet clouds, and the cold, hard sand and gravel ground can be vaguely glimpsed in the clouds.

It must be at least a few hundred meters high. If someone accidentally fell from here, he would probably die of fright, even if he didn't fall to death.

So the question is, how should I get up there?

After thinking for a moment, Fang Weihan decided to adopt a more dangerous method.

He took a deep breath, rocked his body back and forth, stepped on the cliff face violently, and ejected more than ten meters from the edge of the cliff, then twisted his body and swung his sword downward with force.

With the backlash of blood energy, Fang Weihan's body surged upward again, and finally got close to the edge of the cliff.

He turned over and rolled to the platform halfway up the mountain in some embarrassment, gasping for air.

In this sub-zero cold wind, Fang Weihan's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Just a little bit close, his hand was about to slip and fall. In that case, he might become the first Mingwu monk to fall to death in human history.

With the Lumen Sword in its sheath, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then had time to observe the surrounding environment.

Jingtian's little tricks couldn't stop him, and Fang Weihan easily deciphered the secret. There is no aura in the space here, but it is filled with another form of majestic pressure.

"What a lot of luck."

Fang Weihan was shocked.

He has never felt so much luck in one place. Even the luck in Changming Yingtian Temple is far inferior to that here.

The ground is paved with marble, which is smooth and reflective. Cold snow is falling from the sky, covering the iron trees, turning into bright silver flowers.

In the snowy sky, a tombstone without words stood quietly.

The lonely man fishes alone in the snow in the river, and the barren tomb sits in the wasteland.

Fang Weihan held the long sword and walked forward step by step.

As the distance gets closer, the sparkle on the tombstone becomes more prominent, shining like stars in the stone. "Tianshan Divine Jade."

He chanted silently.

When he was one step in front of the tombstone, Fang Weihan stopped.

Emperor Wu of Zhou Dynasty, Fang Ganyi, once stood where he stood, mourning the owner of this tombstone.

Standing in front of the tombstone, looking at the faint cold light emitting from the surface of the smooth stone monument, a rush of loneliness enveloped his whole body.

"It's ridiculous..."

Fang Weihan snorted.

"I don't even know your name, but I act as an actor in the script you arranged for me."

The cold wind howled in the valley, the clouds and mist were flowing, and the voice other than his seemed so abrupt:

"Does the name really matter?"

Fang Weihan looked back and saw a white-haired young man looking at him with a gentle smile.

"Sure enough, I knew it." Although it was unexpected in theory, Fang Weihan was not surprised by such a scene, "If you called me here, you would definitely not give me the Tianshan Divine Jade so easily. "

"The stone is there, you can take it yourself if you want."

he laughed.

"When I brought it out of the sect, it was easier than it is for you to take it now."

Fang Weihan: "Are you really a disciple of Linyuan?"

"You should have guessed it a long time ago, right?" the white-haired young man said, "Who else can arrange the world a thousand years from now except Linyuan Pavilion?"

"The world is like a chess piece, and people are like pieces. The chess player is missing. Do you hope it's you? Thousands of peaks and clouds, indulge in the mountains and rivers. Three feet of life, tied to the blue dragon. Everyone has his own way of living, and you What kind of life do you want?”

His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

Fang Weihan was silent for a moment: "Let's get back to the topic we just talked about. What is your name?"

The white-haired young man burst out laughing.

"My surname is Wei, and my given name is Han."

He stared into Fang Weihan's eyes and smiled jokingly.

"Guess what's the relationship between you and me?"

The wind from Yulong Mountain blew past his ears, and cold snowflakes hit the side of his face.

Fang Weihan felt shuddering.

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The top of Jade Dragon Peak is thousands of feet away from the ground and cannot be reached by monks below the level of god. The wind howled like a knife, the snow and rain fell rapidly, and the clouds gathered and dispersed.

The ice-blue divine bird and sacred beast hovered in the sky, its phoenix wings fluttering, and its sharp claws embedded in the icy rock.

The girl fell from the back of the phoenix and floated to the ground. The toes fell into the white snow, making a light and dull squeezing sound.

The phoenix flaps its wings, and the strong air blows away the blizzard, and also lifts her plain clothes.

Wen Zhexue raised her slender hands lightly, and the brilliant sword flew into her palm. The sword light rises high on the dim peak, and suddenly returns in the morning, like a star hanging in the night.

The girl forms a seal with one hand, using the power of stars as pens and cause and effect as lines. The complex and mysterious magic circle gradually took shape, reflecting the brightness and darkness of her face, which was as cold as a fairy from Guigong.

Wen Zhexue threw up the long sword with one hand, Mingxiao flew upwards, then fell at high speed, carrying thousands of thunderbolts and hitting the center of the magic circle heavily.

"boom!"

The wind and snow stirred, the rocks collapsed, and the clouds in the sky broke into layers.

The formation suddenly lights up, the rotating striped pattern is magnificent and magnificent, and the blue-purple stars shine like the Milky Way.

The girl stepped into the magic circle and sat on the ground. The pure white skirt falls into the Milky Way, like white flowers blooming in the starry sky.

"Ow."

Phoenix gave a worried cry.

"nothing."

Wen Zhexue shook his head slightly.

Phoenix no longer said anything, but stood silently beside his master, acting as her loyal protector.

The wind at the top of Yulong Peak is getting stronger and stronger.

"Fang Weihan, who are you?"

She thought silently.

Displeasure when we first met, curiosity when we saw each other again. Inexplicably, they became brothers and sisters, becoming entangled step by step.

His every move always touched her heartstrings, causing her to break the sect's rules several times for him, as if she had a faint sense of guilt towards him that drove her to do all this.

This is no longer something that can be explained clearly by chance. The cause and effect between the two is like a bond. Even if they are separated by the whole world, they will still have a clear understanding.

The girl's fists clenched slightly.

As a disciple of Linyuan and the agent of time, Wen Zhexue cannot tolerate the loss of his memory.

Yu Chen from Linyuan Pavilion closed his eyes, his long eyelashes falling against the wind and snow.

Using the fate of heaven and earth as a guide, you can gain a glimpse of the secrets of the past.

Yulong Mountain is the place with the densest concentration of luck in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and is also the hub of the world's luck. Wen Zhexue traveled thousands of miles to come here just to see clearly the fear and uneasiness in her heart.

No matter who you are, I will recognize you.

My...junior brother.

Wen Zhexue thought so.

Cause and effect is burning, quietly and passionately, like the death of a thousand whales in the deep sea.

The wind and snow covered up the steaming fragments of fate, and countless years of light converged in the middle of the formation, wrapping up the girl kneeling in it.

To explore her own memory, she had to conceive of some important characteristics of her perception of Fang Weihan.

who's that person?
Wen Zhexue heard the will of time ask herself.

"He is my current junior brother, King Guangling of the Great Zhou Dynasty, leader of the East Palace Guards."

A blurry image gathered in front of her eyes, gradually revealing Fang Weihan's appearance.

But Fang Weihan's eyes in this portrait are lifeless and hollow, like a doll that has lost its soul.

What is his horoscope?
Time Will asked again.

Wen Zhexue hesitated for a moment.

"sun."

Will of Time gave the answer after a moment:

The Lord of the Sun and Star is absent, and no such person has been found.

Wen Zhexue: "..."

"I'm not sure what his life star is." After thinking for a moment, the girl replied, "The power of the sun remains, but it is black and empty, like the ashes left after the fire burns out."

This time the pause time of Time Will was obviously longer.

The surrounding luck rushed into the formation crazily, chaotic clouds flew across, and it was as noisy as thousands of horses galloping.

The will of time solemnly announced: the conditional search was established, and the reconstruction of the illusion of mirror, flower, water and moon was completed.

The power of time passed in a flash, the past murmurs echoed in the ears, and the light and shadow were mottled in front of the girl's eyes.

From one blizzard to another.

The girl opened her eyes blankly, and what she saw were brilliant stars and ancient towers standing tall like a forest.

"This is... Tianshan?"

(End of this chapter)