Chapter 161 Mangshen Mountain Range (1)
Having guarded Cangmang Pass for many years, he had seen all sorts of creatures. He stared intently at Ji Rong's Xuan Huanmu.
The wooden plaque does indeed bear the mark of the Jade Void Palace, and the wood faintly exudes an aura of power, suggesting that some techniques are sealed within, like a protective item bestowed by elders upon their descendants.
So the guard reported the matter.
Before long, a team leader arrived. Seeing that Shan Wu and Ji Rong were quite skilled, he politely asked, "Do you have any antidotes on you?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Rong was stunned. She wondered if Shan Zhongfeng was that famous? There were even cultivators who wanted his pills!
But she only paused for a moment before quickly rummaging through her storage ring and pulling out a bunch of pills;
Seeing many old pills, Ji Rong thought to herself that she was lucky she had planned to recognize her relatives before going there and had made thorough preparations, otherwise she really wouldn't know how she would have gotten through the ordeal.
The leader watched as Ji Rong pulled out a bunch of bottles, all bearing the seal of the Jade Void Palace. He thought to himself that this was indeed a cultivator with a solid background, unlike the spies from Liangzhou or the refugees from Hezhou and Buzhou. So he decided to let them pass.
Before leaving, the team leader tactfully asked Ji Rong if he could give him a bottle of antidote pills. Ji Rong generously picked out five bottles of antidote pills and gave them to him, and also gave three bottles to the guards. She kindly reminded them, "Although my father's pills are very effective, they have some side effects. These pills have been with me for some years. If you want to take them, you should think twice."
The leader and guards were deeply moved to receive several bottles of pills; however, they paid little attention to Ji Rong's warning. They had been living in this desolate Mangshen Mountain for many years, not only fighting against numerous poisonous creatures and guarding against spies from Liangzhou, but also resisting refugees from Bu and He prefectures. They were practically living on the edge of a knife.
As for elixirs, as long as they are effective and can save lives, no matter how serious the side effects are, can they be more important than life itself?
Seeing that the leader and guards were overjoyed to have accepted his pills, Ji Rong said, "Young friends, we have been cultivating in the mountains for a long time and rarely come out; when we did come out, our families did not remind us to prepare these things."
But we've also been thinking of going to Dadan City from Wojiang to broaden our horizons and buy some gifts before heading to Yuxu Palace. Is there a place here that issues temporary travel permits?
The guards then led them to obtain a temporary travel permit, and in return, Ji Rong gave them four more bottles of healing pills.
After passing through the checkpoint, Ji Rong hung the temporary travel permit around Shan Wu's neck. Shan Wu asked Ji Rong, "How do you have so many pills?"
Ji Rong replied, "They were all forced upon us by our godfather; they're all old stock. The pills he refines are inherently problematic, so we don't eat them, but we can't bear to throw them away, so they've just been gathering dust in our storage rings."
Shan Wuque replied, "A good pill is one that can save lives."
Ji Rong looked at Shan Wudao and said, "Uncle, taking these pills can save your life; but after taking them, at best you'll get diarrhea and lose face, at worst you'll be in a coma for ten years."
When we get there, if he asks you to test his elixir on him, you absolutely mustn't agree! We have food; we can't eat his stuff.
Shan Wu nodded, thinking to himself that this bird niece was indeed thoughtful. Ever since that disaster, what he disliked most was cultivators who defecated indiscriminately, so he would definitely not eat the pills offered by the brother he had never met.
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The Mangshen Mountain Range is very high, stretching for over 30,000 li. It grows alongside the Wojiang River. From a distance, the Wojiang River and the Mangshen Mountain Range resemble two giant snakes, one lying on the ground and the other looking up at the sky.
The mountains were full of poisonous and strange creatures, so Shan Wu carried Ji Rong slowly through the Mangshen Mountains and along the Wojiang River.
Ji Rong noticed that the trees here were unusually lush, but upon closer inspection, she discovered that they were actually trees full of green insects.
In the forest, red, white, and green mists alternated in turn, scorpions and poisonous insects swarmed on the ground, and the grass and leaves all turned black and gray.
The mountains are full of fruits, each one bright and intact, with not even a single insect mark on its skin.
The water was a dark, almost blackish green, and wisps of green and white mist were rising from this river!
Ji Rong couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, why is this mountain so strange? There are so many poisonous creatures here; and this river looks even more poisonous than the one I'm crossing."
Shan Wu put an isolation shield on the two of them and answered as he ran: "I heard that this place was originally the territory of the Witch God. After the Witch God collapsed, his authority collapsed with him."
Afterwards, the saint who cultivated poison among the witch clan took over the witch clan, but he did not consolidate all the power and was unable to prove himself as a god or enter the ancient witch upper realm.
After his death, the Wu clan was ostracized by various affiliated clans and could no longer stay in the Central Continent.
When the Wu tribe left the Mangshen Mountains, they poured out all the poisonous substances they couldn't take with them, poisoning the mountains and the Wojiang River. The remaining poison turned into a poisonous mist...
The Mangshen Mountains are vast and there are no roads.
Ji Rong noticed that every so often there were some broken stone tablets.
She made Shan Wu stop and pieced the monument together, reading traces of the past life of the witch tribe from the broken inscriptions.
Some of these monuments are road markers, and some are grave mounds.
The road had long been covered by poisonous insects, wild trees, and weeds, disappearing without a trace; the graves had long since been left untouched by descendants, becoming flat and blending back into the mountains.
The entire Mangshen Mountain Range is filled with an aura of savagery and poison.
If Ji Rong were to sincerely praise it, it would be that the spiritual energy of the Mangshen Mountain Range is even more concentrated than that of the Canglan Temple, but the spiritual energy in the Mangshen Mountain Range is mixed with some poisonous gas.
Although these poisonous gases do not pose a threat to Ji Rong, who has become a king and has a tree inside her, who would inhale poisonous substances for no reason?
“Uncle, this Mangshen Mountain Range is so desolate, it must be tough on those guards. No wonder they are so eager for my pills.” Ji Rong sighed, “If I had known, I wouldn’t have given them so many.”
Shan Wu suddenly stopped.
A monster appeared ahead, its body resembling a tiger, but with two horns on its head, eating poisonous herbs. When it saw Shan Wu coming, it did not avoid them, but just stared at them, taking another bite of the blackened poisonous herbs as it stared.
No matter which side Shan Wu wanted to go, this strange-looking beast would move its body to block his way, as if to say, "This mountain is my home, and if you want to pass, you have to step on my body."
Shan Wu couldn't tell what kind of creature it was. He roared at the strange thing and even showed it his claws, but the creature remained unmoved as if it were deaf and continued to block his way.
Shan Wu turned to Ji Rong and asked, "Nephew, what should we do?"
Ji Rong couldn't recognize what it was either. After thinking for a moment, she asked Shan Wu to throw a low-grade spirit fruit over. The thing saw the fruit, smelled it, picked it up, ate it, and then left.
Yama continued speeding forward.
However, less than half a day later, a group of strange things suddenly appeared in front of and behind them. Some of them were like Red Hare with armor, some were like monkeys but had a single horn, and some were clearly like snakes but were covered with manes.
Shan Wu and Ji Rong looked over and saw that there were about a hundred of them, each with a different appearance. They were all excitedly opening their mouths and howling at Shan Wu.
Startled by this sight, Shanwu quickly erected another protective shield, but the group of guys stayed by the shield and wouldn't leave.
“When you’re traveling, you can’t be too soft-hearted,” Ji Rong sighed. “Uncle, this is not easy to deal with. I can think of two ways.”
"How do we do it?"
“Uncle, the first method is to find another tribe like this, throw some fruit to them, and let them fight over it.”
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