Where Fang Hong and Ni Yun are at this time is an entrance to Kunlun Mountain.

Kunlun Mountain, also known as Kunlun Xu, is the most sacred mountain in China and the mountain of Ten Thousand Ancestors. With these titles, it can show its lofty status among the mountains in China.

Kunlun Mountain spans three provinces at the beginning and end, with a total length of about 2,500 kilometers, an average altitude of 5,500-6,000 meters, a width of 130-200 kilometers, and a total area of ​​more than 500,000 square kilometers. Due to its towering altitude, many places are covered with snow armor all year round, so it is also known as the Jade Mountain.

The majestic and beautiful Kunlun Mountains stand in the world for hundreds of millions of years, so many myths and legends that are fascinating to people are also circulated.

For example, legend says that there is a god "The Queen Mother of the West" living in Kunlun Mountains. He has a human head and leopard body, served by two blue birds. He is a Taoist god who is in charge of men and women cultivating immortals and attracting them.

Or, in the unknown depths of Kunlun Mountain, there are some abandoned practice temples after the ascension of gods, and there are also magical pills refined by gods back then. If someone is destined to find a pill, after taking it, he can immediately ascend in the sun and become an immortal.

Or, in the deep and endless valleys of Kunlun, many immortal herbs grow. If mortals are lucky enough to pick and take them, they can prolong their life and even live forever.

Because of these legends, many emperors in Chinese history have sent people to Kunlun Mountain to explore the immortal medicine and spiritual pills. The result is nothing more than two types. One is back empty-handed, and the other is that they are not even found.

But I don’t know whether those missing people died in the mountains, or did they really find the elixir to take it by themselves, and then ascend to the Tao. In short, Chinese civilization has been in thousands of years, and there are no less than hundreds of emperors. Who doesn’t want to live forever? However, isn’t that like an ordinary person who will eventually turn into dust?

Everything is just illusion.

However, to this day, there are still many mountaineering explorers who come here to venture into the sacred mountain with various purposes, or look for the legendary treasures of heaven and earth, or challenge the limits of life...

There are even many of them among them, which shows that the legend of Kunlun Mountain has already rushed out of China and influenced the entire world.

"Fang Hong, it's getting late now, so I'd better find a hotel to sit for one night." Ni Yun said to Fang Hong.

Fang Hong nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's take a night off first and enter the mountain tomorrow morning."

Then he pointed to a small hotel located at the foot of the mountain in the distance: "Let's stay there."

Ni Yun naturally had no objection, so the two walked towards the small hotel together. At this time, Fang Hong and Ni Yun were wearing thick mountaineering suits, hiking boots, and holding crutches. They were carrying a large backpack on their backs, looking like an ordinary young man and woman climbing together.

Of course, these are all deliberate disguises. With the skills of Fang Hong and Ni Yun, even if they only wear single clothes and shorts, they can easily resist the cold currents of the snow-capped mountains. As for the backpack, they just stuffed some clothes into it, making it look like there are a lot of things. The things that really need to be used are put directly into the Cave Heaven Treasure Ring. It is no exaggeration to say that the special resources inside are available for Fang Hong and Ni Yun for a year.

The reason why I have to carry a backpack is that I have only one purpose, that is, I don’t want to attract outsiders’ attention and cause trouble.

Not afraid of trouble, but not causing trouble. This is Fang Hong's always view of life.

In addition, because of the use of breath-catching technique, Fang Hong needs to say that even Ni Yun would not have discovered that Ni Yun could do martial arts unless he met a cultivator with a stronger strength than Fang Hong.

The two of them quickly walked to the small hotel and saw that the hotel had almost no decoration on the outside. The walls were made of large stones picked from the mountain. They were simple and very strong, and could withstand the harsh weather of Kunlun Mountain.

A thick cloth curtain is hung at the entrance of the hotel, and on the left wall, four large words with thick branches and leaves are written in black paint: Mountaineering hotel.

Once you look at the store name, you will know that this is a small hotel that specializes in providing accommodation for climbers. Since more and more explorers have entered Kunlun Mountain in recent years, opening this kind of family-style hotel has become a means of livelihood for many local residents.

I lifted the curtain with bells hanging inside, and because of the heating, I suddenly felt like I entered another warm little world.

"Two guests, are you going to stay in a hotel?" A middle-aged man in a sheepskin coat came from the kitchen when he heard the noise. The unique sauce-colored face of the plateau people was full of enthusiasm and simplicity.

"Yes, we stay in a hotel. Do you have a room here?" Fang Hong asked.

"Some, some." The middle-aged man replied: "Do you two want to live in one or two?"

"Just one room is enough." Fang Hong said, and glanced around. There were seven rooms in total, two of which were already checked in.

"Okay, please follow me." The middle-aged man brought Fang Hong and Ni Yun to a guest room.

The furnishings in the guest room are very simple, with a bed, a quilt, a thermos, and two cups. There are basically so many, but people who come here are not for enjoyment, as long as they can meet basic needs, it is enough.

"Boss, do you sell food here?" Fang Hong asked.

"Selling," the boss said quickly: "The conditions here are limited, and I eat those things when I come and go."

"No problem, just be able to eat enough." Fang Hong said.

"Okay." The boss responded and went out to prepare.

After waiting for a while, I smelled the aroma of meat and the unique smell of milk tea. The boss came to tell Fang Hong that it was time to eat.

At this time, three tables were set up in the lobby outside. The hotel owner's wife was busy, and placed a plate of boiled lamb, a plate of green and naked steamed buns, a pot of milk tea and a pot of horse milk wine on each table.

When Fang Hong and Ni Yun sat down to have a meal, the people from the other two rooms also came out to have dinner one after another. There were six people in total, and they sat in two tables. They were all men. They looked at the outfits and they were climbers from other places.

Locals do not need chopsticks to eat. Fang Hong and Ni Yun follow the customs and directly grab the mutton with their hands. The steamed buns are big, which has a unique flavor.

"This guest, is this the first time you have entered the mountain?" The hotel owner stepped forward and asked politely.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Fang Hong said.

"Do you need to find a guide? The guide here is very familiar with the situation in the mountains. If you have a guide, you can reach your destination safer and faster." The boss said. It turns out that in addition to opening a hotel, local residents have another way to make a living, that is, to provide guide services to climbers. This boss can also charge a little introduction fee for him as an intermediary.

"We don't need a guide, thank you." Fang Hong said without thinking.

"I'm sorry to disturb you." The hotel owner stopped talking, said a word and then stepped down.

There are thousands of people coming to the mountain every year, and there are always a few people who go without returning because of excessive stubbornness and confidence. If you see a lot of things like this, your boss has long learned to be calm.

But I don’t know that Fang Hong was amused at this moment. I didn’t know how many times I have been to Kunlun Mountain in my previous life. I have left my footprints on almost every mountain. I’ve been familiar with it. Can you be as familiar with me? It’s so obvious to be a guide for me!

"Hey, brother, it's rare to meet here. Let's have a drink?" At this time, a strong young man in the next table raised the wine glass in his hand and said to Fang Hong.

ps: I have received more rewards and updates in the past two days, and I feel a little embarrassed, so I squeezed out time and made another chapter. Thank you for your support! I know who supports me and I have always been grateful to you! Thank you! I would like to ask, if Ni Yun was pushed down by the protagonist during this adventure, will you abandon the book because of this?
Chapter completed!