The Cangling Zhang family dominates the continent!

There were about six hundred monks standing in the square, all watching Xia Qiqiang's passionate speech on the podium with serious expressions.

This process lasted for about half an hour, and Zhang Chentian looked at the familiar scene in front of him and secretly curled his lips, thinking:

"Sure enough, this situation will happen no matter which world it is in."

"I have finished what I want to say. Do you have any questions?"

Xia Qiqiang asked, looking at the people in the square.

Hearing the city lord's question, everyone quickly answered:

"no!"

"Very good. Since no one has any questions, I, Meng Yuan, the head of the City Lord's Mansion, will lead you to the western border."

"Of course you can go there on your own!"

Xia Qiqiang looked at everyone's reactions and nodded with satisfaction.

Meng Yuan, the director of the City Lord's Mansion, has reached the peak of Neng Yuan cultivation. He used to be a captain in the military camp. After retirement, he has been following Xia Qiqiang. He is now 253 years old.

"We will definitely live up to the City Lord's expectations!"

Except for the Zhang family and the Luo family, people from other first- and second-rank forces were all extremely excited because this was their chance.

An opportunity to take their family or power a step further. After all, according to the previous situation, some spiritual objects such as Ningyuan Dan that can assist in breaking through the Ningyuan realm are simply not something they can obtain.

The war gave them this opportunity. As long as they could obtain enough military merit points, they could exchange them for these spiritual objects. How could they not be excited?

In addition to the disciples of these forces, there are also many independent cultivators and desperate criminals who spontaneously go to the border. If they are lucky, they can even receive rewards from the court.

Zhang Chentian and his companions did not choose to follow the Mongols, but chose to go on their own.

Of course there is a time limit, which is that you must reach the border within three months.

Although Tianshui City is not far from the western border, it is still more than 100,000 miles away. Three months is still a difficult time for a cultivator in the Body Tempering Realm who cannot fly with a sword.

Even if there are some cities with flying monsters to assist, it will still be difficult to do so.

But this is not a problem at all for the Zhang family. After all, the Zhang family has a first-stage late-stage monster, the Black Scale Horse.

At its speed, if it travels at full speed, it will only take forty to fifty days.

More than ten days later.

"Great Elder, there is a small town ahead, let's take a rest there!"

Zhang Chentian looked at Zhang Chongpeng on the side and said.

"Well, I've been traveling for a few days and I'm a little tired. Let's take a rest in that small town."

The Linyue Dynasty did not only have cities built by the imperial court, but some powerful forces also built some small cities.

There are also some forces that spontaneously form villages and towns to guard against monsters. After all, there is strength in numbers.

But there is no doubt that they are still under the jurisdiction of the dynasty and obey its orders.

"Weibai Town!"

Zhang Yikuang walked to a stone tablet in front and read the words on it.

"It's a good name. I wonder what it's like inside and whether it's big enough for people like us to live in." He muttered.

"Let's go, Uncle Twenty-four. There's no way such a big place can't accommodate more than eighty of us. You're overthinking it."

Zhang Chentian on the side smiled and patted Zhang Yikuang on the shoulder and said.

Hearing this, Zhang Yikuang came to his senses, turned around and saw that there was no one behind him.

He hurriedly trotted after them, shouting as he ran, "You didn't even wait for me, I'll teach you a lesson."

However, when he ran to the front of the crowd, he suddenly stopped. It turned out that he saw Zhang Yihao standing there.

"Who do you want to teach a lesson?" Zhang Yihao turned around and asked Zhang Yikuang coldly.

Zhang Yikuang's face turned pale in an instant, and he stammered in response:

"Um, that, Third Brother, I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about them..."

After saying that, he pointed to the other people behind him.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Zhang Yikuang so embarrassed, Zhang Yixiong, Zhang Yajun and others around him couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Zhang Yikuang's face turned red and he glared at those who laughed at him.

"What are you laughing at? I can't beat Third Brother, but can I beat you? If you want to get beaten, keep laughing!"

Seeing Zhang Yikuang's threatening words, most people quickly shut up. Those who couldn't hold back their laughter covered their mouths, fearing that he would take revenge on them later.

In this way, the Zhang family and their group walked into the town leading fifty tall black-scaled horses.

"Greetings, everyone!"

"Goodbye..."

When the ordinary people in the town saw the Zhang family, they immediately saluted and shouted.

The Zhang family members ignored these people and walked straight forward. It was not because they were aloof, but because all cultivators did the same. Of course, this was not the case for the mortals of their own clan.

Then they walked to the largest inn in the town, the Laifu Inn.

"Greetings, gentlemen. Please come in!"

The two guards at the door who were at the third level of Body Tempering saluted.

After all, there were more than 80 people there, and as soon as they walked in, they immediately attracted the customers who were drinking inside.

"Would you like to stay overnight or stay at the hotel?"

A waiter ran over and looked at Zhang Chongpeng, flattering him.

"Stay in the hotel. Also, take care of the fifty black-scaled horses outside. I won't be short of spirit stones for you." Zhang Chongpeng said proudly.

"I'm sorry, but our hotel can still accommodate forty people. Please..."

After the waiter finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Chongpeng cautiously.

Zhang Chongpeng frowned: "Are there only so many rooms?"

The waiter nodded and said, "Yes, sir, our inn is full. If you need more rooms, you can check out the nearby inns."

"Is that so? Yihao, take the rest of the people to other inns and make sure everyone gets enough rest today."

Zhang Chongpeng looked at Zhang Yihao on the side and gave instructions.

"Yes, Great Elder!"

After saying that, Zhang Yihao led forty-six people away.

Zhang Yihao and his forty-six companions quickly found another inn to stay in.

At this time, Zhang Chongpeng, Zhang Chentian and others had also settled in and sat together to eat.

After finishing his meal, Zhang Chongpeng said to them with a smile, "Everyone, have a good rest tonight and we will set off early tomorrow morning."

Everyone responded in agreement and then went back to their rooms to rest.

Zhang Chentian and Zhang Chenguang live in the same room, so they can't help but communicate with each other.

"How about it, Chenguang, have you decided what sword intent you want to comprehend?" Zhang Chentian asked.

"I haven't started to think about these things yet. After all, I'm still a long way from achieving the perfect sword power."

Zhang Chenguang shook his head helplessly.

"Seventh Brother, from what you said, the sword power has reached perfection?"

Zhang Chenguang asked in disbelief.

"Yes!"

"Ah? Your talent is so much better than mine. Even if I get the sword sect inheritance, I can't compare to you."

Zhang Chenguang said enviously.

"Well, your talent in swordsmanship is no less than mine. I only achieved the perfect swordsmanship by chance."

Hearing Zhang Chenguang's words, Zhang Chentian couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. After all, he had been practicing in the Jiuxuan Star Tower for so long, and was only one step faster than Zhang Chenguang.