1301: C1301 Mountain Sealing

C1301 Mountain Sealing

Early morning.

A drizzling rain.

The clouds in the Mountain Meng were even denser, so he couldn't even see his fingers in front of him.

On this day, the Mountain Meng was completely sealed, and was not open to the public. On the surface, it was said that the fog was dangerous, but visitors had to stop. Actually, it was all for the war. When the related departments received the news, and with the influence of the various sects and clans, sealing a set of Mountain Meng was not a problem. Even the city committee secretary, Yang Guoyong, had the ability to do so.

However, there were still people climbing the mountain.

In the inn at the foot of the mountain, a group of students were originally here to collect biological specimens. However, when they encountered the fog and saw that they were unable to climb the mountain and were playing cards, a girl looked out of the window and shouted out, "Look, someone is climbing it."

The others all raised their eyebrows and revealed surprised expressions.

"Didn't they say that the fog forbids climbing mountains?" A male student frowned as if he was the leader of this group, he stood up and said, "I'll go ask around first, if we can climb the mountain, then let's go as well." Otherwise, who knew when the fog would stop. There were a lot of things in the school. It can't take too long. "

The others nodded.

The boy walked towards the mountain gate, and when he saw the person climbing the mountain, he was astonished. The people in front of him were all wearing strange clothes, looking like martial arts dramas on TV. There were people wearing black cloaks, people wearing robes, monks with skulls hanging from their necks, and tall and beautiful women. The boy couldn't help but take another look and was surprised to find that all of them had serious expressions. They all quietly climbed the mountain without saying a word. The silence was terrifyingly terrifying.

Two armed police officers were standing at the entrance of the mountain gate. They exuded a shocking aura. They were not ordinary armed police officers and their positions were not low. Coincidentally, there were officers in the boys' house.

No way.

A boy's family background was not bad, otherwise he wouldn't have become the leader among the students. Weren't the two armed police officers guarding the door the instructors of the military police branch? His older brother was from the military police unit, and he was extremely fond of instructors. When he returned home, he would often nag about it nonstop. He recognized it at a glance.

His elder brother's most respected instructor was definitely very powerful, but for him to use it to guard the door … was he mistaken?

At this time, a group of people appeared within the door.

The leader was an elegant middle-aged man. It was fine for the boy not to notice, but for his heart to beat faster after seeing it. He muttered: "It can't be, I am definitely dreaming, isn't that the secretary of the city council, Secretary Yang?"

Secretary Yang s were often seen on local television stations.

Beside him stood the leaders of the city council. In the eyes of ordinary citizens, every single one of them was a big shot. Now that they were gathered together, it was probably to inspect the Mountain Meng. The boy thought he understood the reason for the sealing of the mountain. It was probably to protect the safety of the city council's leader.

Just as the boy was about to return, he suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

Secretary Yang didn't seem to have any plans on climbing the mountain. Instead, she stood at the door to welcome them, at this time, various dressed Jianghu People walked in, and shook hands with them one by one.

The boy was stupefied.

What kind of rhythm was this?

There were too many people who came to the Mountain Meng this time, and they must have an invitation in their hands. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to enter, the armed police officers stood by the side, other than the two instructors, there were many people lying in ambush.

The boy wiped his sweat away and hurriedly returned to the hotel. He did not answer his companions' curious gazes and shouted, "Stop looking, let's go back first." Without waiting for the others to ask, he hurriedly went back to his room to pack his things. Even with his toes, he knew that a person who needed to be welcomed by the city's Party Secretary at the entrance would not be difficult.

It was probably some large corporation or government official who wanted to see the scenery.

The Secretary of the Municipal Party, Yang Guoyong, was in charge of receiving the guests.

The boy could only think like this, as he could not guess that his Mountain Meng had been sealed by the seal of a mountain. Because that would be too incredible.

Batch after batch of Jianghu Expert s ascended the mountain.

There were more than a thousand of them.

Not everyone would give Yang Guoyong face, even if she was the secretary of the city committee, the Jianghu People would not give him face, but people knew that Yang Guoyong had a good relationship with him, so no matter how powerful they were, they would always call him Secretary Yang. Yang Guoyong was overwhelmed by the favor. She was not here to welcome them. Other than the security orders from the higher-ups, she also wanted to become friends with the Jianghu People.

Standing in the leader's position, not only did he consider the problem of living, if he could settle the relationship between the Jianghu People, maybe he could become an expert and could even soar into the sky. Yang Guoyong remembered that his uncle was an unknown, but a good friend from the Jianghu Expert, that expert coincidentally recognized a high ranking official in the middle and recommended him. In less than three years, his cousin had advanced three levels in succession.1

Of course, this was not to say that others could decide on the decision with a single sentence. First, one had to have the ability, but once the number of capable officials increased, it would be different. This would require connections.

Yang Guoyong thought, she had chosen the right move.

They at least knew a few powerful Jianghu Expert, they were all famous figures, to think that even stomping their feet would cause an earthquake in Dragon City, making them secretly rejoiced in their hearts.

If Yang Guoyong knew that the ones who went through the mountain gate were just ordinary people, the real experts would have long entered the Mountain Meng, they would definitely regret and wish they could fly up there. However, there were some things that a Party secretary could not understand.

Early in the morning, a thick fog covered the sky.

However, there weren't many obstacles for the Jianghu Expert. As soon as they stepped through the gate, they started their peerless martial arts and moved as fast as they could. It was as if they were walking on flat ground on steep cliffs.

Upon closer inspection, one figure after another was jumping from mountain to mountain, heading towards the mountain peak at a rapid pace.

The Mountain Meng had five mountain peaks from east, south, west, and middle. The peak of the Mountain Meng had the highest elevation that pierced into the clouds, and was the location of the decisive battle. The other four peaks were already occupied, and everything was already prepared. There were a few people sitting on top.

East Peak.

Devil Lord stood with his hands behind his back, facing the edge of the cliff. He was independent, he had an aura that blotted out the sky, and wherever he appeared, the fog would all retreat, even the Dao mark on the east peak would be suppressed. This place had turned into a land of demons, a vacuum. It was a place that belonged to the Devil Lord.

In the pavilion sat an old man, sipping his tea alone.

Hua Weimei silently stood beside the old man with a fanatical expression. To be able to watch the battle from the Mountain Meng and stand by the side of the elder with the most mysterious Peach Blossom Island, if he received guidance, his strength would definitely soar.

He was very clear that the old man in front of him was a terrifying existence in the Peach Blossom Island, his status and position was even above his father, Devil Lord, and his strength was unfathomable. Up till now, no one knew what realm the old man was in. Devil Lord once said that if it wasn't for an accident at that time, the old man would already be number one at that time.

First place!

How many people are worthy of such a title.

That was why Hua Weimei's heart was nervous, even though he was used to seeing the greater picture, his heart was still beating faster by the old man's side, inexplicably restless. He wanted to speak, but he dared not.

The old man sipped his tea, feeling at ease.

"Teacher, is the scenery here good?" Devil Lord turned around and asked with a smile.

The teacher shook his head. "I don't think we should go to the seaside."

The Devil Lord sighed: "When the Five Mountains return, they will not look at the mountains. When the Yellow Mountains return, they will not look at the mountains. I think that each of our Mountain Meng has their own merits. The density of spiritual energy here was extremely rare in ancient times. It was a rare cultivation location. "I didn't think that Old Fox Zhuge would really choose a place."

On that day, Zhuge was defeated so badly by Dao Zun that he was almost killed.

The Devil Lord said that it was Dao Zun, but the old man did not respond. He only looked at the forest at the mountainside, his gaze penetrating everything, his gaze penetrating through layers of obstacles, and when he saw the large stone inside the waterfall, he let out a light cry.

"Heavenly Tomb Throne."

The old man's eyes flashed, revealing a look of reminiscence. He then looked towards the sky, as if he could see two supreme beauties fighting. He shook his head and said, "Why are you in such a hurry to get into the same situation?"

The West Peak was like a sword.

It pierced towards the sky.

There was only one person standing on the peak.

A single person was enough to shock the heavens.

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