Yang Kun took a closer look and saw a huge crow flying over.
Dark Dark Dragon said to Yang Kun with his mind: "Don't worry, this is the sacrifice spirit of Wushi Town, Yiwu! I used to be an old acquaintance!"
Yang Kun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. Although this crow was slightly inferior to the Dark Dragon, since it could be enshrined as a sacrificial spirit by the residents of Wushi Town, it naturally had some abilities.
When Yiwu offered sacrifices to the spirits, the person who came turned out to be the Dark Dark Dragon. He immediately restrained his murderous intent and screamed non-stop, as if he was saying something to the Dark Dark Dragon, and the Dark Dark Dragon also roared in response.
After a while, the Dark Dragon, led by the Yiwu Sacrificial Spirit, landed on the square of Wushi Town, immediately attracting many onlookers.
"Wow, this is a real dragon!"
"What a cool black dragon!"
"It seems to be our friend in offering sacrifices to the spirits. Since it is a friend in offering sacrifices to the spirits, it is our friend!"
"Look, there's a young man riding on top of the dragon!"
"Yes, could he be a god? He can even ride a dragon, that's amazing!"
Amidst the exclamations of everyone, Yang Kun jumped off the back of the Dark Dragon, then put the Dark Dragon into the bracelet space, and then said to a middle-aged woman: "Auntie, do you have a restaurant here?
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The middle-aged woman saw that Yang Kun was handsome and cute, so she smiled slightly and said: "Young man, we don't have a restaurant here, only a restaurant. My family runs a restaurant. If you don't mind, come with the old woman!"
"The restaurant is not bad!" Yang Kun nodded, and then followed the middle-aged woman to an alley, and sure enough he saw a restaurant.
After eating, Yang Kun asked: "Auntie, do you know where Ghost Sword Peak is?"
The middle-aged woman nodded, then pointed to the two roads to the north and said: "That avenue leads to Xianzhou, and the small road next to it extends all the way to the primitive mountains you see.
This primitive mountain range is also called Wumeng Mountain. After climbing over Wumeng Mountain and crossing the Beipan River, you can see where Ghost Sword Peak is.
"Crossing Wumeng Mountain and crossing Beipan River doesn't sound very far, but I just don't know how far it is."
The middle-aged woman said: "It would take four or five days to walk. It's getting dark now. Do you want to travel at night? Wumeng Mountain is very dangerous. Tigers, leopards, snakes and insects often appear, and some are even more powerful.
The ferocious beasts are all guys who eat people without spitting out their bones. Why don't you just rest here for one night and leave tomorrow!"
Yang Kun shook his head and said: "It's okay. I'm a cultivator. How can I be afraid of tigers, leopards, snakes and insects? It's okay even if they are more powerful beasts, because we often deal with them."
After that, Yang Kun took out a gold coin and said: "This is before dinner, thank you!"
When the middle-aged woman saw it, she quickly shook her head and said, "It's not that much. The price of this meal is only a few copper coins. How can you give me a gold coin?"
Yang Kun smiled slightly and said: "You're welcome, take it, thank you for the food, I'm leaving!"
After that, Yang Kun walked away towards the path leading to Wumeng Mountain.
In the Wumeng Mountains, the original ancient trees were towering, and the vines were intricately intertwined. Rare and rare animals were hidden among them. There were strange noises everywhere. Yang Kun did not dare to be careless. He walked carefully in the forest, scanning every dark place with his eyes.