The pressure pressed the entire mountain together with the meteorites into one piece. Moreover, half the height of the mountain was pressed below the ground."

Zhao Shanhe is introducing.

When everyone stands under the bumpy city, they can't help but feel a sense of awe.

In the hearts of people across the mainland, this is the sacred mountain.

"So this mountain, from top to bottom, is actually a whole."

"If any stone on the mountain is connected to the mountain, if you want to move it, you must use a magic weapon to cut it down directly."

"Later, when the Guardian built the city, Lord Jiu took a fancy to this place and built the Guardian Hall on the top of the mountain. To this day, Lord Nine's words are still circulated in the mainland: if you want to fight against the sky, you must have terrain."

"Later on, it slowly developed and countless people began to settle at the foot of the mountain, and it became a rough city."

"But no matter how people gather together or build buildings, no one dares to occupy the front mountain and the back mountain. Going up the mountainside, there is only one headquarters. There are no buildings!"

"The road up and down the mountain is a primitive road with many twists and turns. If ordinary people were to walk on it, they would inevitably twist their feet."

"Master Jiu said that the bumps and bumps on the way up and down the mountain are life."

"If a person wants to succeed, no matter whether he goes up a mountain or down a mountain, he must overcome these ups and downs."

"When you go up the mountain, you are a dragon; when you go down the mountain, you are a tiger!"

Zhao Shanhe introduced slowly, his eyes full of respect for Master Jiu.

This is the first time for Fang Che to come here in his previous life.

When he arrived at this mountain, he had a strange feeling. He felt that he was so close to the person he admired most in his life.

He stared blankly at the bumpy mountain road.

Every stone on this road has become extremely smooth.

There is thick patina on every stone.

Along the way, every stone seems to be shining.

Thinking of countless predecessors who have walked down this mountain and rushed to the battlefield for countless years. So many people just left and never came back.

There are also countless people who embark on this mountain road with passion and enthusiasm.

Make a pilgrimage to the top of a mountain.

Because... going up the mountain is a dragon, and coming down the mountain is a tiger.

How many guardians have touched the stones on this mountain with great treasure when going up and down the mountain.

Just like everyone who comes here now.

Including Zhao Shanhe, who has been here countless times, he cherishes and lovingly touches every stone he can touch along the way up the mountain.

"When Master Jiu was building the Guardian Headquarters, he once said that this mountain cannot be destroyed."

"Because... the souls of every deceased guardian will return to this mountain. Therefore, this mountain is the condensed life of the continent's guardians and countless predecessors. To a certain extent, this mountain

Kengqishan is a guardian of the continent!"

"Master Xue and Master Jian practice their martial arts by strengthening the entire mountain every year."

"Every time I see this mountain, I seem to see that those seniors from back then are still there!"

Zhao Shanhe said softly: "So walking on this mountain road makes people feel indescribably peaceful and safe."

Quiet and safe, sacred and solemn.

This is exactly how Fang Che feels now.

There is even a sense of warmth when your palms are placed on the stone.

It seemed like those seniors were whispering to me.

They are saying: Don’t forget to protect us!

The wind blew through the rugged mountains, whistling low, as if the heroic spirits were whispering over and over again.

"The lights of thousands of families are all on my shoulders! The life and death of all peoples are all on my body!"

Fang Che's heart suddenly felt hot. The blood all over his body suddenly surged.

My throat was a little blocked, and I suddenly felt like crying.

…

We walked up the road and soon arrived at the headquarters.

It's all made of stone and looks very simple.

At the gate, verify your identity.

"Please come in."

The Guardian headquarters occupies a large area.

It doesn't look gorgeous, but it is full of solemn feeling, as if it is integrated with the mountain, giving people the feeling that even if the sky falls, this headquarters will not be shaken in any way.

As soon as they entered the gate, someone came to greet them: "Chief Zhao? Three people participating in the selection?"

"yes."

"The contestants will stay. If you go over there, there will be room arrangements."

"Ahem, I have a special situation here; one of the contestants came with his newlywed wife."

"Is there such a thing? Which one?"

"that……"

"What's your name?"

"Fang Che."

"Oh... I have admired this famous name for so long, but it is this man who made ten children from aristocratic families stupid with his roar?"

"..."

It must be said that Mr. Fang’s reputation is far-reaching.

Now the Guardian Headquarters is really familiar with this name.

Faced with the man who teased his wife, he would be tough and not care, and he would yell at ten young men from aristocratic families into idiots.

Then he calmly announced his name to others: My name is Fang Che!

What is right is that if you don't change your name, you won't change your surname.

Too manly.

Of course, the most famous thing is that this guy used this incident to directly stir up all the aristocratic families in the entire continent - when the news came, Master Jiu happened to be in the hall.

In a fit of rage, all the aristocratic families in the entire continent suffered because of those ten dandy children.

What a miracle.

Therefore, the name "Fang Che" naturally attracted everyone's attention.

"That's his wife? Tsk, she's so pretty, like a fairy. No wonder those ten dudes came forward... Okay, I'll make some arrangements. Who is that? Come over and help Director Zhao in the guest room below..."

The words are not finished yet.

I felt a chill in the hall.

A man in white clothes walked in like ice and snow, it was Ningxue Sword.

Everyone was silent for a moment.

Ningxue Jian rushed in as soon as he came in, but after he had already rushed in, he suddenly fell back in front of Fang Che and said with a smile on his face: "Hey, it's really your boy."

"Hello, Senior Jian." Fang Che saluted respectfully.

"Well, not bad."

Ningxue Jian smiled and said, "How do you understand my sword that day?"

"Ashamed, I can only say that I have gained a small amount at the moment."

Ningxue Jian laughed loudly: "Wait a moment, come out and let me see."

"yes."

Ning Xuejian greeted the deacon: "You can make arrangements for me, understand?"

Then he said: "I still need to see Brother Ninth... Okay, you go and do your work."

Ningxue Sword left again like a gust of wind.

But everyone's eyes changed.

This Fang Che is actually related to Master Jian!

The deacon from the headquarters who had just arranged for Zhao Shanhe and others turned pale. He nodded and bowed to Ning Xuejian's back, then turned around and immediately changed his tone: "...Who? Come here and arrange a room for Chief Zhao and others in the guest room above.

The elegant little courtyard, Master Jian’s."
To be continued...