There was nothing to say. The next morning everyone had breakfast, packed their goods, rode on the griffin, and started moving forward.

But they looked at the countless devil wolves running on the ground and the bald eagle in the sky, still feeling like dreaming.

In a blink of an eye another month passed, Zhang Xing and they had reached the border between the Wolf Valley Basin and the land of Yongdong.

By this time, the temperature had dropped to more than 20 degrees, and the night temperature was terribly low, even reaching 40-50 degrees.

However, such a temperature just feels a bit uncomfortable to them, and it can't cause any harm.

Zhang Xing disbanded the guardianship of the demon wolf and the demon owl, and officially stepped into the sphere of influence of Wanyu Mountain, the land of eternal winter.

The caravan flew for another day, and just before the evening, patrollers from the Wanli Mountain appeared in front of them.

"Everyone on the other side listened and immediately landed on the ground for inspection."

Hearing the shouts, the caravan people did not show any surprises, obviously a due check.

When the crowd fell, a thousand-person patrol appeared on the ground.

They separate people from goods, but instead of inspecting the goods, they look at them individually.

When they walked in front of Zhang Xing, their look changed dramatically.

"What is your name?"

A soldier asked.

"Zhang Xing." Zhang Xing spit out the words lightly.

"Zhang Xing? Where did you come from? To Wangan Mountain (gangan)?" The soldier's eyes narrowed and he asked.

"I'm from the imperial capital, and I'm going to Wanzhong Mountain to talk to Wanzhong Mountain." Zhang Xingdao.

Wow!

As soon as Zhang Xing's words fell, a dozen soldiers around him retreated at the same time five or six meters away.

They clenched the broad sword in their hands, facing Zhang Xing in horror.

"You are the Tianlongmen Gate advocate star?"

"That's right, it's me." Zhang Xing nodded calmly, without meaning.

"The elder has orders, please Master Zhang Men to follow me and wait to go to Wanyu Mountain for a narrative."

The soldier panicked.

Half a month ago, the elder changed his order. Once the disciples in charge of patrol found Zhang Xing, don't conflict with him.

Immediately invited him to the mountain gate.

Before that, the elder had to prepare to fight Zhang Xing.

These disciples also heard that Zhang Xing had driven the Li family out of the imperial capital and had Guangming City and the Mercenary Guild surrender to his feet.

When the news came, the elders had a three-day meeting, and the final decision was to talk to Zhang Xing.

Everyone at the Presbyterian Church felt that it was not necessary to fight Zhang Xing.

They are a great faction that has been passed down for thousands of years. Numerous disciples have formed a kingdom in the land of Yongdong.

Even if Zhang Xing could be defeated, not only would there be no benefit at all, even the martial arts would suffer heavy losses and even fall into the super-first sphere of influence.

Zhang Xing nodded, said hello to Bai Feng and others, turned (body sh n) and flew towards Wanyu Mountain.

Everyone in the caravan knows the resentment between Zhang Xing and Wan Laishan. Although Zhang Xing didn't say anything about it, they can vaguely guess one or two.

Zhang Xing's strength is super (strong qiang), but Wan Laishan is not easy to mess with. If they fight, it is hard to say who wins.

However, the caravan people still wanted Zhang Xing and were worried about him.

They knew they couldn't help, but they silently blessed Zhang Xing in their hearts, hoping that he would be fine.

Led by the patrolmen, it took only ten days to reach Mount Wanyu.

Zhang Xing looked at the rolling, towering clouds, mountains like a blade, and couldn't help thinking of Qian Xuefeng.

The environment here is even more spectacular than Qian Xuefeng, it is a snow and ice world.