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Qutangxia, Chijiashan.
Zhang Qi crossed the plank road and reached the summit. But seeing the River of No Return is as clear as the sky. On the north shore, the walls of Chijiashan are as sharp as razors and soar into the sky.
Cloud; The white salt mountain on the south bank stands tall and straight on the edge of the cliff. The confrontation between the two mountains is like a Tianmen.
"Kuimen is the best in the world, and it is really extraordinary!"
Zhang Qi found a big stone and sat down, wiping the sweat from his neck.
There have been many clouds and rains in the Three Gorges since ancient times. Although it didn't rain at this time, the sky was filled with thick Qingyun.
Zhang Qi has asked two woodcutters, but there is no news.
"Crane age is really indifferent to human nature. This Kuimen is the best place in the world. I'm afraid real people won't choose to live here. The Wuxia Gorge, which lasted for twelve years.
Mountain peaks, clouds and green rain may be more promising to find. "
"Damn, really see the monkey. Why is there no one? " Zhang Qi stood on an unknown mountain with a sword in his hand.
In the morning, I looked at the growing clouds and gasped in pain.
"There is no road in the mountains, but there is a sky in the clouds." Suddenly, a clear voice came from across the street. Zhang Qi you see, opposite.
I don't know when there has been a young man. He is eight feet tall, with slender limbs, dressed in black and carrying a four-foot sword on his left shoulder.
The scabbard is purple and the hilt is purple silk.
"The eldest brother," the young man laughed, "if you want to find someone, you should go to the river. There are peaks and dense forests here. ...
Ask if you need anything else.