Chapter 117 Sticking up for the Weak

The Taibai Mountain was carpeted with primeval forests. At that time, it looked like a sea of green leaves, which was quite a fine scenery.

Riding a dark-maned horse, Li Mu was strolling along the government-built road that led out of the mountains.

Closely behind him was Zheng Cunjian, who was also riding a dark-maned horse.

This time, Li Mu decided to take a trip to Changan alone. So, he did not bring any servants along, except Zheng Cunjian, his captive who was familiar with Changan and could serve as a navigator.

Changan was in the northeast, about 700 miles away from Taibai County.

There was only one government-built road that was a hundred years old connecting the two places. The road weaved through the mountains like a white snake zigzagging around the peaks. Twittering of wild birds and howls of beasts and wolf packs could be heard all the way down the road. Towering trees and protruding rocks could be seen on both sides of the road. Admittedly, the view was spectacular.

When Li Mu approached the outskirts of the mountain area, the land grew flat and the mountains were gradually out of sight.

The road also became wider.

He could also see more travelers on the road.

Li Mu had been very curious about this world that resembled ancient China on Earth. Thus, he carefully observed everything on the road, and occasionally struck a conversation with some passersby. Though what they chatted about was all insignificant stuff, he had a lot of fun just by talking to strangers.

Zheng Cunjian, by contrast, remained quite silence behind him.

Since Zhao Ling, the arrogant swan of the Taibai Sword Faction, refused to treat his legs, he had to let the doctor from the Medical Center to do the treatment. Naturally, the result was not so good as pharmacist Zhao Ling could have done, and he was still suffering from the injury.

At dusk, the two of them arrived at the Peace County, which was 400 miles away from Changan.

That county was as large as Taibai County. But it seemed more bustling.

When night fell, the streets were lit up by the warm light from many houses.

Li Mu settled down in an inn. Now, he was sitting cross-legged on a bed to practice he Xiantian Skill.

His sharp senses told him that the Spiritual Qi in the air was getting thinner and thinner as he headed out of the Taibai Mountain.

The richness of Spiritual Qi in Peace County was, of course, not comparable to that in his county government which was protected by the Earth Evil Polari