In the early morning five days later, Chen Xinzhu arrived at the Fire Fox Caravan's station on time.
Looking around, the temporary shop built before has been completely demolished, and what is here now is a blue yak loaded with goods.
It was obvious that the Firefox caravan was ready to set off.
Seeing Chen Xinzhu arriving on time, the white-haired old man who had received him before came to greet him.
From a distance, he laughed in a friendly manner at Chen Xinzhu.
"Brother Chen, welcome."
"You're welcome, Mr. Huang." Chen Xinzhu nodded in response.
Before the white-haired old man Huang Lao could speak again, Chen Xinzhu took the initiative and took out a golden ticket.
Pass it to Mr. Huang.
"This is the deposit, five thousand gold."
Mr. Huang took the golden ticket and checked it carefully. It was indeed a golden ticket issued by the Daxia royal family.
Putting away the golden ticket, the smile on Mr. Huang's face became even brighter.
"Brother Chen Shuangli, let's go."
After saying that, Mr. Huang took Chen Xinzhu and rushed to the end of the caravan.
Here, in addition to dozens of clearly dressed Southern Xinjiang warriors, there are also more than a dozen Central Plains warriors.
It was obvious that, like Chen Xinzhu, they all wanted to take a ride with the Firefox caravan in order to go to southern Xinjiang.
After arriving here, Mr. Huang said to Chen Xinzhu: "Brother Chen, please wait here. The caravan will set off on time in two quarters of an hour."
Hearing this, Chen Xinzhu nodded slightly.
"good."
Soon, Mr. Huang turned and left.
As the chief manager of the Fox Fire Caravan, Mr. Huang has a lot of things to do now. He can spare time to receive Chen Xinzhu in person.
It’s already very respectable.
Thanks to that, Chen Xinzhu made a very good first impression on Mr. Huang.
If it were anyone else, Mr. Huang would instruct his men to receive them.
Soon, two quarters of an hour will pass.
By this time, more than thirty Central Plains warriors had come to take a ride with the Fire Fox caravan.
Soon, Mr. Huang and another caravan manager arrived at the end of the caravan again.
Nodding slightly to Chen Xinzhu and others, Mr. Huang gave instructions to the Southern Xinjiang warriors waiting here.
"Ready to go."
"yes."
Two-quarters of an hour arrived on time, and under the leadership of Firefox Swordsman, the huge caravan slowly began to move.
Firefox caravan officially returns.
The destination...a mountain city on the border of southern Xinjiang.
…
Not long after, the huge group of caravans left Shanmen City and headed south along the highway.
At the end of the team, Chen Xinzhu was riding on horseback, talking softly to Mr. Huang beside him.
"Experience? That's it. I didn't expect Brother Chen to have such courage at such a young age. I admire him. I admire him."
Hearing this, Chen Xinzhu didn't take it seriously either.
He naturally knew that this was just a businessman's pretentious talk.
With Huang Lao's knowledge, he has seen so many Central Plains warriors who went to southern Xinjiang to practice, so how can he admire them?
Without answering, Chen Xinzhu asked about the situation in southern Xinjiang.
"Mr. Huang, I wonder which places in southern Xinjiang are more suitable for training? Although I did some research before coming here, I gained very little. I am not very clear about the situation in southern Xinjiang. Could you please tell me some basic information about southern Xinjiang?
Condition?"
Hearing this, Mr. Huang was not surprised.
Although many people from the Central Plains went to Southern Xinjiang for one reason or another, their understanding of Southern Xinjiang was very one-sided.
It's no wonder that the exchanges between the Central Plains and Southern Xinjiang have only been in the past few years.
In fact, there are not many Central Plains people who have personally visited southern Xinjiang and returned. Not to mention that these people have only visited a small part of southern Xinjiang, and their understanding of southern Xinjiang is also very incomplete.
Under such circumstances, the Central Plains people's understanding of southern Xinjiang is limited to rumors.
At most, I only know some basic conditions in southern Xinjiang.
Thinking of this, Mr. Huang thought quickly in his mind.
Generally speaking, some basic information about southern Xinjiang is not a secret. Every time a Central Plains person who is with me asks, Mr. Huang will give a brief introduction.
However, out of his good impression of Chen Hsinchu, Mr. Huang is thinking about how to give Chen Hsinchu some warning.
Chen Xinzhu did not rush, and the horse under him walked slowly.
After thinking for a while, Mr. Huang spoke again: "The situation in southern Xinjiang is more complicated. I will tell Brother Chen some matters that need special attention."
At this point, his tone became a little more serious.
"First of all, the first thing you should pay attention to when you come to Southern Xinjiang is not to conflict with the disciples of those top forces, otherwise you will accidentally get a wanted order in Southern Xinjiang. No matter what your identity is, you will be arrested in Southern Xinjiang.
It will be difficult to move forward in southern Xinjiang."
Having said this, Mr. Huang coughed twice and continued.
"On the surface, our Southern Xinjiang human race's three sects, one religion and one family of the righteous way, the one sect and three religions of the demonic way, and the demon clan's Seven Kings Ridge, these sixteen forces must not be provoked...
They all have at least one world master sitting in charge, and there are quite a few strong ones in the innate realm."
Speaking of this, Mr. Huang's tone became a little more yearning.
"These sixteen top forces are the king of Southern Xinjiang. How the situation in Southern Xinjiang will evolve is entirely up to them."
Having said this, Mr. Huang paused and smiled softly.
"Of course, there are a hundred thousand mountains in Southern Xinjiang. Generally speaking, it is difficult for ordinary warriors to interact with top forces like them in such a large territory.
So just keep this in mind, but don’t worry too much.”
Hearing this, Chen Xinzhu nodded slightly.
"As for a good place to practice in Southern Xinjiang..."
Soon, time passed as the two chatted.
One day, two days...
In the early morning five days later, the Firefox caravan finally reached the edge of the Shiwan Mountain in southern Xinjiang.
…
Chen Xinzhu looked up and saw a field full of steep peaks.
Strange and dangerous cliffs, mountains full of pine, cypress, yellow fir and numerous unknown miscellaneous trees, one after another, one clump after another, green covering the sky and the earth, from the foot of the mountain to the clouds.
It is really a forest sea, turbulent and undulating.
The caravan slowly walked up the steep mountain road in an orderly manner.
On the winding mountain road, the line of the Firefox caravan stretched longer.
Soon, the entire caravan climbed the steep mountain road, and everyone was completely submerged in the green forest.
Only the neighing of horses and yaks made us know that there was a caravan here.
Looking at the green world, Chen Xinzhu asked Mr. Huang beside him:
"Huang Lao, are all the hundreds of thousands of mountains in southern Xinjiang like this?"
Hearing this, Mr. Huang nodded slightly.
"Yes, the entire southern Xinjiang is made up of 100,000 steep peaks. Although there are some relatively flat places, they are completely incomparable to the Central Plains."
Having said this, Mr. Huang sighed softly.
"The human race in southern Xinjiang has built mountain villages and even cities on such peaks, struggling to survive under the threat of many monsters in the surrounding mountains and forests."
Yes, although the southern Xinjiang human race has many martial arts masters, the life of the lower class human race in southern Xinjiang has always been very difficult.
From time to time, strongholds and even cities would be destroyed by numerous demons.