Chapter 71 - 71

Chapter 71: Chapter 71 In the early morning of deep winter, the cold wind was piercing, and everything was covered with white snow. The frozen earth made cracking sounds from time to time. At the only exit of the Kunlun Mountains in the Dali Dynasty, there was a long line of people waiting to go out of the mountains. Everyone in the waiting line was beaming with the happiness of harvest. This was probably the last time for them to go out of the mountains this year. In a few days, heavy snow would seal the mountains, and it would be extremely difficult to enter the mountains, let alone hunt monsters or collect spirit herbs. The Chinese New Year was just a few days away. They happened to catch up with it after going out of the mountains this time. Their hearts longing for family reunion were faintly eager. From time to time, someone in the line complained. In the long line, there was a handsome young man with delicate features, wearing thin clothes. He was not impatient at all and was slowly moving forward with the line. On his shoulder, a mini version of the Blood - Eyed Maned Lion kept grunting, causing many people around to whisper. "Is that the cub of the Blood - Eyed Maned Lion?" "Could he be a beast tamer? The Blood - Eyed Maned Lion is a rare monster. It's very hard to encounter, let alone its cub." "Look at him wearing so little. His aura is very fierce. I think his cultivation level is at least at the eighth level of the Spiritual Movement Realm..." "I feel like he looks familiar. I always feel like I've seen him somewhere..." ... People in the crowd began to whisper. Zhou Peng had a mysterious smile on his face and didn't say a word. A gust of cold wind with snowflakes blew by. Many strong men in the line wearing animal - skin coats shivered. When the cold wind blew past, Zhou Peng didn't feel it at all, and not a single snowflake fell on him, making many people around secretly guess how profound his cultivation level was. "What? We have to hand in two second - grade spirit herbs?" "It was only one last month. Why don't you just rob us?" "Old man, are you going to hand them in or not? If you don't..." The speaker sneered a few times and said, "If you don't, don't even think about going out." "You... you... you are robbing. I must go to your clan leader to reason with him." The old man angrily took out two second - grade spirit herbs and pointed at a person dressed like a soldier. The man sneered coldly. As soon as the old man passed by, he suddenly struck out with his palm. The old man made a living by collecting herbs and had a very low cultivation level. He had no reaction at all. He only felt a gust of cold wind coming from behind his head. When he turned his head, he saw a palm strike on his face, and he fell down with a thud. The man was still angry. He kicked the old man's abdomen several times in a row and cursed loudly, "Tell the clan leader that you are crazy, right? Now this entrance to the Kunlun Mountains has been taken over by our Northwest King, Yang Hong. From now on, this place belongs to the Yang family, not the Zhou family. Damn..." "Haha..." Several soldiers guarding the mountain laughed loudly. The old man was already thin, and he was old. After a few kicks, he lay on the ground without moving. The soldier gently grabbed the old man's clothes and threw him out hard. Then he spat, "Pah." Then he walked to the front of the line and shouted angrily, "I'm not in a good mood today. Everyone going out of the mountains must hand in three second - grade spirit herbs, otherwise you'll be carried out!" "What?" "Are you crazy? Three second - grade spirit herbs are worth several hundred taels of silver. If we hand them all in, what will we eat?" "Just hand them in. It's not the Zhou family collecting the exit fee now. It's the Yang family, the Northwest King's family in Tianya City." "I've heard that all the families in Qinghe City have been incorporated into the Yang family. The Zhou family initially resisted stubbornly, but they didn't expect to compromise as well. It will be difficult to enter the mountains to collect herbs in the future." There was a commotion in the line, and everyone was whispering softly and didn't dare to speak too loudly. Most of the people in the line went into the mountains to collect some spirit herbs and then sold them in Qinghe City to get some silver to make a living. Their cultivation levels were very low, and many of them were even at the Warrior Realm. Facing soldiers whose cultivation levels were all at the Spiritual Movement Realm, they were angry but dared not speak out. At the back of the line, Zhou Peng didn't pay much attention to what was happening in the front. He was still slowly moving forward with the line at an unhurried pace. After more than half an hour, Zhou Peng finally reached the exit toll booth. He took a look at the toll collector and was shocked. He asked, "You are not from the Zhou family?" The soldier who had just kicked an old man to death was very unhappy and got angry immediately. He pointed at Zhou Peng's nose and said, "Listen carefully. I'm from the Northwest King's Yang family. Don't mention that damn Zhou family to me again. I'll let you know..." "Boom!" Zhou Peng slightly raised his hand, and the soldier disappeared on the spot. Then only a loud "boom" was heard. On the rock more than ten feet away, the soldier was bloody and his chest was ruptured. His body twitched slightly, then his eyes rolled back and he died. "Who is it? How dare you attack our Yang family army?" More than a dozen soldiers at the Spiritual Movement Realm around rushed over together, holding long spears, and instantly surrounded Zhou Peng. "Kid, I think you are tired of living. You dare to touch the Yang family's people..." "Ah..." Before he could finish his words, there was another scream. His body suddenly flew out and hit another rock hard. His chest was ruptured and he died. "Kill him!" Everyone couldn't see how Zhou Peng made his move at all. In their eyes, Zhou Peng didn't even move his body. His movements were so fast that their eyes couldn't keep up. Immediately, all the soldiers charged forward together. "Boom, boom, boom..." A series of dull sounds rang out. Every time the sound rang, someone would fly out. As soon as they landed, they died. All of them had their chests ruptured, and their internal organs were all rotten, smashed to pieces by the Qi energy. "Who on earth are you? Do you know that we are the army of the Northwest King? Those who dare to oppose the Northwest King..." "Boom..." Another sound. Zhou Peng struck out with one hand, his body flickered, and he returned to his original position. There was a faint sneer on his face as he looked at the last soldier and said, "I'll only ask once." The soldier was trembling all over, his eyes were dull as he looked at Zhou Peng, his feet were weak, and he was stepping back slightly. He stammered, "You... you... what... what do you... want... to ask?" "Who is in charge of the entrance and exit of the Kunlun Mountains now?" Zhou Peng asked softly. "Northwest King, Yang family in Tianya City." The soldier was shivering all over and didn't dare to look directly into Zhou Peng's eyes. He was still stepping back. "Northwest King's Yang family?" Zhou Peng frowned and muttered in a low voice. He was greatly shocked. To open up this entrance to the Kunlun Mountains, the ancestors of the Zhou family had spent the efforts of several generations. Unexpectedly, Zhou Zhantian had given it to the Yang family. Was he out of his mind? Without the control of this entrance to the Kunlun Mountains, the Zhou family would decline and become a second - rate family within ten years. "Zhou Zhantian, Zhou Zhantian, you really are not the material for being a clan leader..." Unexpectedly, in just three years, the Zhou family had even given away the things left by their ancestors. Zhou Peng felt sad for the Zhou family from the bottom of his heart. Then he thought of the great changes in the Zhou family and looked a little anxious. "I wonder how Meng Lei and Yun Man are doing..." Sёarch* The NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.