Chapter Thirty-Nine: Return of the Reversal of Heaven

  In the empty cave, after turning around in a circle, nothing valuable was found, only a small bag of silver fragments. Ye Feng felt somewhat disappointed: Why is it different from what was said? Aren't bandits supposed to have some valuable things? Damn, robbed a poor bandit.

  After arriving at the back mountain, Ye Feng released the villagers from Guanshan Cave one by one. The villagers expressed their gratitude to Ye Feng in various ways, and Ye Feng just smiled and nodded. No wonder the previous Ye Feng liked to represent the moon to punish others; it turns out that occasionally doing a good deed with ease is quite refreshing.

  The next day, at dawn, Ye Feng got up and bid farewell to Song Meng: "You two take good care of your injuries first, I'll leave now." He turned around, mounted his horse, and rushed southward.

  It wasn't long before a city appeared in front of him. Ye Feng arrived at the bustling city gate, looked up and saw the three big characters "Shengzhou City" written on the gate.

  The city of Shengzhou is very prosperous, and people from all walks of life coming from the south and going to the north are almost all gathered in this city.

  Ye Feng arrived in this world and saw such a large city for the first time. He didn't even have time to visit, made some preparations, and set foot on the road back to the Return Gate Sect again.

  Ye Feng continued on his journey without stopping, another month passed and he once again entered the layered mountain valleys.

  This winding mountain path, how come we still haven't arrived? Damn it, I used to be a navigation idiot in games and never found my own way, but today I'm forced to find the way in this deep mountain forest, what a tragedy.

  It should be around here. If it's delayed for a few more days, the true transmission of the election will probably be missed. Ye Feng felt a sense of urgency in his heart, and after crossing a not-too-high mountain peak, he suddenly opened up in front of him.

  Ye Feng counted, in front of him were seven towering mountain peaks that formed a continuous mountain range, each peak rising straight into the clouds, looking like pillars holding up the sky. The majestic atmosphere was shrouded by clouds and mist. Standing at the foot of the mountain, the layer upon layer of mist-shrouded peaks seemed to be an earthly paradise, faintly visible as if hidden in the distance.

  In the distance, a strange mountain stands tall, with lush greenery and misty clouds surrounding it. The sunlight pierces through the floating clouds, casting a kaleidoscope of colors on the layered mountains.

  Seven mountain peaks are steep, as if they were cut by an axe and knife, a few giant pines drilled out of the steep cliff, like a large umbrella that was propped open.

  There are several mountain peaks with a silver coat, and the snow on the top is dazzling under the sunlight. There are also some that seem to hold up the sky, like a majestic giant, each with its own unique features.

  One of the mountain peaks stands alone, as if floating in a seven-colored auspicious cloud. The top of the mountain cannot be seen from the foot of the mountain. The foot of the mountain is covered with dense and lush pine forests, interspersed with fir trees, stretching for miles along a winding road that leads all the way to the summit. Under the illumination of the morning glow, it looks particularly dazzling.

  Ye Feng relied on the memories left by his predecessor's body, this should be Fei Yangfeng of the Inverse Heaven Sword Sect.

  "It's really magnificent, no mountain can be as majestic as the one in front of me, it's a paradise on earth," Ye Feng looked a bit distracted and said casually: "If this is developed into a tourist attraction, wouldn't that make a fortune, haha..."

  Along the winding mountain path covered with flowers and grass, Ye Feng led his horse slowly towards the summit.

  The higher Leaf Feng walked, the more he felt like he was in a fairyland. In the distance, the layered mountains were like a turbulent river, with waves rising and falling one after another. Beside him, peach blossoms and green willows, as well as all sorts of flowers and grasses he had seen before and never seen before, emerged endlessly.

  Walking on this misty and mysterious mountain road, breathing in the refreshing air, accompanied by a few crisp bird calls, Ye Feng felt himself slowly becoming carefree and relaxed.

  After walking for half a day, Ye Feng turned his head and saw that he had just left the foot of the mountain and hadn't even reached halfway up.

  "We can't just keep sightseeing, I don't want to spend the night halfway up the mountain." Ye Feng quickened his pace, but the horse behind him was unwilling, no matter how hard Ye Feng pulled, the horse just kept its head down eating grass, standing still and refusing to move.

  "It doesn't matter anymore, let's just set it free." Ye Feng turned around and removed the saddle from the horse's back, waving his hand and saying: "Go, you're free."

  Ye Feng only looked down at his head and rushed towards the top of the mountain, but felt that the road was getting narrower and narrower. Suddenly he raised his head and saw that the road in the distance had become much wider, as if there were layers of steps, and the peak of the mountain was vaguely visible in the clouds and mist.

  Ye Feng only then saw that the summit of Fei Yang Peak was slightly different from other peaks, and the summit of Fei Yang Peak was also divided into three peaks. Each peak seemed to be a floating island in the air, and each "floating island" was connected by a suspension bridge hundreds of meters long. From below, it looked like a person with three heads.

  The top of the mountain is so clear, Ye Feng's heart feels strongly: it's almost there.

  "I'm going, isn't this intentionally making things difficult for people?" Just as Ye Feng arrived at the front of the stairs, he discovered that each step was about one person high and were all carved out of a single massive stone.

  "Who made these stairs like this, even Yao Ming can't climb up, it's harder than climbing to heaven. When I practice my lightness skill well, I'll fly back in one go."

  Ye Feng grumbled as he climbed up the stone steps. By the time he finished climbing, the sky had gradually darkened.

  Ye Feng looked up and saw a five-zhang-high red mountain gate, on top of which was a horizontal plaque with golden edges, and the plaque had three large characters written in blue background and gold font, like a flying dragon and dancing phoenix, reading "Fei Yang Peak".

  "Finally arrived!" Ye Feng let out a long sigh of relief.

  Ye Feng's tired hands lifted up and knocked heavily on the massive mountain gate. Before long, the two huge crimson gates creaked open with a "squeak".

  "Huh? Ye Feng? How come you're just back, the whole family thought you were missing." The two little Taoist priests who opened the door looked at Ye Feng with surprised eyes, as if they had seen a mummy standing in front of them.

  The original master of this body was also named Ye Feng, an inner disciple of the sect, and everyone knew him. Ye Feng humbly nodded and said: "This matter is a long story, I'll tell you another day when I have time, after rushing for a day's journey, can you take me back to my room to rest?" Ye Feng had been climbing mountains all day, and was indeed somewhat exhausted.

  One of the gatekeepers said fiercely, "What's this? You've forgotten the sect rules after being away for half a year? Cut the nonsense and come with me to see the Transmission Elder first."

  Ye Feng furrowed his brow, it seemed that the previous owner of this body, Fei Yangfeng's relationships with others were not ordinary. For such a long time without meeting, his fellow disciples would scold him as soon as they met, this was the price of being a reckless and self-righteous person!

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