"I didn't expect they would actually dare to go to Kunlun Mountain."
Queen Jingjue watched Zhang Tian and the others before her, her eyes holding a strange glint.
Zhang Tian, naturally, was unaware that Queen Jingjue was monitoring his whereabouts.
Once Zhang Tian and his companions had finalized their strategy, there were no major objections from the group.
Zhang Qilin also had no objections; he simply followed quietly behind Zhang Tian.
At the scene.
【No way, is that demon tower really that powerful, worth Zhang Tian and the others discussing for so long?】
【I feel something unusual, Zhang Tian seems to have already figured something out.】
【Nine-story Demon Tower, I haven't heard of it, but I heard that decades ago, Kunlun Mountain experienced a collapse.】
【Speaking of which, what the heck are those nine demon kings?】
【Could they be monsters sealed by the Queen Mother of the West? I have a feeling Zhang Tian is going to be in trouble.】
【From not being able to divine fortunes to now, and the warnings from the strong, it seems like something is really going to go wrong this time.】
At the scene, countless people were discussing.
Especially on top of the Nine-story Demon Tower, it sparked endless discussion.
Online, some people had already started searching for information.
【Brothers, I've found some things. It's said that in the early days of the founding of the nation, there was an earthquake at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.】
【As everyone knows, Kunlun Mountain is very high in altitude, making earthquakes extremely unlikely. That major earthquake even drew the attention of the military, and the matter was eventually dropped.】
【Holy cow, that earthquake wasn't caused by Zhang Tian and them, was it?】
【Good heavens, what exactly did they do at the foot of Kunlun Mountain?】
Online, countless people were discussing heatedly.
At the scene, Zhang Tian and the others sat on the judging bench.
"Boss, that year was really perilous," Fatty said.
Zhang Tian nodded slightly.
"Mm, but we also gained a lot from there, didn't we?"
Zhang Tian spoke immediately.
Though it was dangerous, danger often came with great opportunities.
Fatty nodded and said no more, memories of past events surfacing in his mind.
"Speaking of which, Boss, it's fortunate that what that old man said didn't happen to us, so Fatty isn't alone. Even if Feifei left, Fatty doesn't feel lonely."
Fatty thought of something and looked at Zhang Tian.
It was precisely because he had Zhang Tian and the others' companionship that even though Wang Fei had entered reincarnation, Fatty didn't feel much solitude.
"Counting the time, Wang Fei should be around twenty years old. Fatty, after this is over, I'll divine a卦 for you."
Zhang Tian said softly, rubbing the large bald spot on his head.
"But Boss, this will consume your lifespan. With our current strength, if you go to divine a卦, there will definitely be problems."
Hu Bayi spoke from the side.
Once one's strength increased, divining a卦 for someone else would carry different implications.
Zhang Tian waved his hand.
"Fatty, my strength is above yours, so divining a卦 for you won't be an issue."
Zhang Tian stated.
Of course, he was referring to his overall strength.
After many years, Fatty had also become very strong.
"Boss, don't push it. We'll see then. Feifei said that Fatty and her fate is predestined."
Fatty said, and Zhang Tian didn't say anything further.
The memory continued.
The scene shifted.
Zhang Tian and the others' figures had arrived at the foot of a towering mountain range.
That mountain range was now covered in snow, and its height reached straight into the clouds.
Looking up from below, it was like looking at a divine mountain, its end unseen.
According to legend, Kunlun Mountain was the heavenly mountain connecting to the Southern Heavenly Gate.
It was said that on Kunlun Mountain, there was a staircase, known as the Heavenly Pillar, which could lead to ascension, but this was merely a legend.
There had been no reliable investigation.
Regardless, Kunlun Mountain had always been a very mysterious and grand mountain.
"Oh my heavens, Brother KaiXuan, have you ever seen a more magnificent Tianshan Mountain than this?"
Wang Banyue exclaimed upon seeing the scene before him.
"No, but Fatty has seen more continuous mountain ranges and more spectacular scenery."
Fatty shook his head, recalling the mountain ranges in the southern Yunnan region and the mountains of Medicine King Valley, which had left him lingering.
"I didn't expect Brother KaiXuan to have seen even more beautiful places. You must take me to see them next time."
Wang Banyue said excitedly.
"Since Brother Banyue has spoken, then Fatty is naturally obliged. Of course, Brother Banyue needs to give Fatty some..."
Fatty said, rubbing his fingers together, clearly asking for money.
Wang Banyue was also a money-loving person; making him pay for others was worse than killing him.
"Brother KaiXuan, why don't we recite poetry instead?"
Wang Banyue said, a smile on his face.
"Wait, it's not too late to recite poetry after we go back."
"Let's go in a bit first."
"Old Hu, have you been here before?"
Seeing Hu Bayi in a daze, Zhang Tian sensed something was amiss.
Hu Bayi seemed very familiar with this place, his gaze constantly sweeping around.
It was as if he could see through everything in his surroundings.
Hu Bayi looked at the high mountain before him and the continuous mountain ranges not far away.
Beneath the snow, there seemed to be nothing, yet also everything.
At this moment, long-lost memories gradually surfaced in Hu Bayi's mind.
It was a green truck.
On the truck sat Hu Bayi and his team.
The team members were wearing green military coats and cotton hats, bundled up warmly. In the surrounding, a world of white snow was dazzling.
Wind mixed with snow whipped against the faces of the young soldiers.
Hu Bayi's dark face held the naivete of youth.
At this time, Hu Bayi had not yet mastered the family's Feng Shui secret arts.
He held a wooden rifle in his hand, his expression slightly determined.
"This damned weather to patrol the mountains, really. They say some sheep are missing. Why are sheep always missing in Kunlun Mountain?"
"It's really bad luck for us to be ordered to patrol this time."
A young man on the truck said.
Hu Bayi nodded.
"Don't overthink it. Let's just patrol the mountains properly. Maybe we'll find the villagers' lost sheep."
Hu Bayi's voice came out.
The man shook his head.
"With the snow blocking the mountains, even if the sheep are found, they'll likely be dead, not alive."
"Let's just treat it as an outing."
The young man said, sounding a bit dejected.
In this weather and environment, it was indeed difficult for them to patrol the mountains and search for sheep.
However, in those days, this situation required daily patrols around Kunlun Mountain.
The purpose was to prevent people from the other side from crossing.
Back then, Xia Guo was surrounded by enemies. Three countries attempted to cross the mountain range to annex Xizang. It was precisely because of people like Hu Bayi stationed there that this region remained stable.
However, conflicts in this region were normal every year.
As the car slowly moved up the mountain.
Suddenly, a blue insect gradually appeared from the clouds.
"Hu Bayi, look quickly, what is that."
"What a strange insect!"
Suddenly, the young man beside him exclaimed.
Hu Bayi's eyes widened slightly.