"Dad, where is Hell Mountain? Can you tell me?"

Tang Han couldn't suppress the excitement that arose in his heart. The Hell Mountain he was looking for in Old Man Guerman's mouth was exactly what he wanted. Only in such a place where no one else could he find the Thousand-year-old Snow Lotus.

Seeing Tang Han's expression, Old Man Gurman sighed and said, "Don't worry, listen to me and talk about the dangers of Hell Mountain before you decide whether to go."

Tang Han nodded. Although he had decided in his heart that he had to go to Hell Mountain, he was not in a hurry.

Dad Gulman continued: "If you want to go to Hell Mountain to pick thousand-year-old snow lotus, you must overcome three difficulties.

The first level is food supply. The terrain of that place is dangerous and extremely difficult to walk. If you bring too much food, it will increase your burden and make it difficult to climb up. If you bring too little food, you cannot guarantee your own energy replenishment, it is equivalent to going to die.

Don’t expect to hunt in Hell Mountain, where there is no grass growing, but there are no creatures in the birds.”

Tang Han nodded. The food supply was the least problematic for him. The food reserved in the Ring of God was enough for him and Long Xiaoer to eat for several years.

Of course, unless it is absolutely necessary, he will not let Long Xiaoer know the existence of the Ring of God.

Dad Gulman continued: "The second pass is the hurricane of Hell Mountain. We call it the devil wind. The wind is too strong, enough to increase the difficulty of climbing a mountain ten times, and it will fall into the abyss if you accidentally do it."

"Didn't this hurricane stop?" Tang Han asked.

"No, we stayed in Devil Mountain for three days, and the wind did not stop for a moment."

Perhaps thinking of the horror scene at that time, a hint of heavyness appeared on Dad Gulman's face.

"What about the third barrier? What is it?" Tang Han asked.

"The third pass is called the first line of heaven. There are abysses on both sides of the place, which can only be passed by two or three people side by side, and the narrower the further forward."

"How long is the distance between a line of sky?" Tang Han asked.

"I don't know how long it was. At that time, the three of us just came to the intersection of the first ray of heaven and did not have the courage to take a step forward.

Moreover, the hurricane in that place brought snow all over the sky, and the vision was very poor, and I could only see more than ten meters away. Further forward was the vast white snow, and I couldn't see anything clearly, as if it was leading to hell."

"The first line of sky should lead to the depths of the Devil Mountain, but the three of us did not dare to go there at that time. After picking this snow lotus from the outside, we had already eaten most of the food.

In that place, if we had no food, we wouldn't be able to survive for a long time, so we immediately withdrew from Devil Mountain. But on the way back, because of the decline in physical strength, the two of them finally fell into the abyss and never came back."

After Mr. Gurman finished speaking, he looked heavy and stopped talking. Tang Han also fell into a brief silence. Now it seems that the biggest difficulty is still the first-line sky.

After a moment of silence, Old Gurman asked Tang Han again: "Little brother, are you going?"

Tang Han took a deep breath and nodded and said, "Thousand-year-old snow lotus is very important to me, so I have to go to Hell Mountain. Please tell me the specific location."

Seeing that Tang Han insisted on going, Old Gurman sighed and said, "Okay, tomorrow I will let Nur drive you to the foot of Hell Mountain, and then you two will depend on yourself."

After saying that, he took out paper and pen and drew a brief roadmap for Tang Han, all of which were the places they had visited back then.

"That's great, thank you Dad Gulman!"

Tang Han was overjoyed with the picture. With this picture, they could avoid many detours, save a lot of time, and reduce a lot of dangers.

He has now confirmed that only after passing through the first-line sky can he be able to pick the thousand-year-old snow lotus. So after he arrived at Hell Mountain, he had only one goal, which is the first-line sky.

Dad Gulman suddenly said again: "By the way, there is another thing I almost forgot to tell you. When we arrived at the first-line sky, we stayed there for a short while and found that the hurricane there would stop at noon.

Although the time is very short, only about three minutes, it is extremely rare. If you really want to pass the first line of the sky, then hurry up and wait for this time.”

Tang Han was overjoyed. For warriors like them, they could have walked far away in three minutes. If the first-line sky was not too long, they should have been able to reach the opposite side.

Dad Gulman said, "As for what the opposite side of the first line of sky looks like and what dangers are there, I don't know. Even when the hurricane stops, there is snow all over the sky, and I can't see the opposite side clearly.

In short, Hell Mountain is simply the place to Hell. You two must be careful and be careful. If it really doesn’t work, come back immediately.”

Tang Han nodded respectfully to Mr. Gulman's advice. This old man did provide him with too much important information.

At this time, Nur walked in from outside and said to Mr. Gurman and Tang Han: "Our banquet is ready, please invite guests to the table."

That night, Tang Han finally saw the enthusiasm of the nomadic peoples. Men, women, young and old, they came to toast him and Long Xiaoer to express their gratitude.

Long Xiaoer is a woman, so these wines were naturally blocked by Tang Han. Although he used his skills to force most of the alcohol out of his body, and he still felt dizzy after drinking them all night.

When he woke up the next morning, Dad Gurman had asked his tribe members to prepare various jerky and cheese for them on the road, as well as a large bag of liquor, all of which were placed on Noor's pickup truck.

Farewell to Dad Gurman and these enthusiastic tribe members. Tang Han and Long Xiaoer embarked on the journey of Hell Mountain together.

Hell Mountain is far away from the tribe, and Nuer drove them for most of the day before he sent them to the foot of the mountain.

Noor was going to rush back before dark, so he drove away immediately after sending the two of them.

Tang Han did not rush to go up the mountain, but found a place to shelter the wind to set up a tent. Although it was at the foot of the mountain, he had already felt that the climate here was harsh and the mountain was steep. It would be even more dangerous if he went up the mountain at night.

They have to spend the night here and set out early the next day to strive to reach the first-line sky by noon.

Before dawn the next day, Tang Han and Long Xiaoer began to march on the mountain like Devils.

After going up the mountain, Tang Han realized the terror of Devil Mountain. Although Mr. Gulman had described it before, he was far from the depth he had heard of it.

As they climbed higher and higher, the whistling hurricane became bigger and bigger. When they almost understood half of their understanding, the hurricane in their ears was like thunder, constantly tearing the bodies of the two people, as if they were about to drag them into the bottomless abyss next to them.

The strong wind was mixed with the rolling snow in the sky, which hit the face like a knife cutting.

Tang Han was better. He had the cultivation of Xuantian Technique. He didn't care much about this strong wind, but his speed was a little slower.

But Long Xiao'er couldn't do it anymore. Her lifelong cultivation was mainly on the worms. Faced with such a harsh climate, she didn't use any force and had some dangers in a row. If Tang Han hadn't taken action in time, she would have fallen into the abyss.

In the end, Tang Han asked Long Xiaoer to walk in front, so if there was any danger, it would be convenient for help.
Chapter completed!