Rumble!
The warhorses galloped.
Hundreds of elite soldiers escorted Chung Shen-soo's carriage all the way from Haojing. They passed by Xiqi, where the Zhou Dynasty made its fortune, and then headed west without stopping.
This group of carriages crossed the Zhang River, drove through the Yin Mountain, and passed through the Western Abyssal Quicksand. They traveled for a total of thirty-five thousand li.
On this day, Emperor Mu's convoy finally passed through the boundless yellow sand and arrived at an oasis.
Father Creator, who was driving the Emperor's carriage, knelt in front of Chung Shen-soo and said with a hoarse voice, "My King … If we continue heading west, we will reach Kunlun God Mountain, the legendary Western Queen Mother's country."
In this era, the gods had appeared. Yin Shang was destroyed because they did not respect the gods. The Patriarch Creator was still very respectful towards the Queen Mother of the West.
"I was just about to go on a trip to Kunlun. Rumor has it that Kunlun is the ancestor of all mountains. Since I am the Son of Heaven, I should go to Kunlun to show my martial virtue!"
Chung Shen-soo waved his hand.
Then, the Cepheid Creator opened his mouth wide. If it wasn't for the fear of being beheaded for disrespect, he would have blurted out, 'My King has a problem with his head'.
That was Kun Lun!
The residence of the gods!
Your Majesty, although you are the Son of Heaven, they even destroyed Yin Shang, and even Great Zhou had to pay tribute to Kunlun.
You want to go to the Pilgrimage Kunlun with this?
"I have made up my mind!"
Chung Shen-soo asked in an awe-inspiring tone, "Could it be that you are unwilling to drive the carriage for Guaren?"
"I dare not!"
With a bitter face, Father Creator agreed.
He had no choice in the first place.
The group had no choice but to continue heading west. Then, they saw a majestic and majestic divine mountain.
"Great! It is indeed the Kunlun Realm."
Chung Shen-soo ordered, "Let's go there!"
As the saying goes, a horse dies trying to look at a mountain.
Even though the Kunlun God Mountain was in sight, the entire convoy had to travel for two days and one night before they could barely make it to the foot of the mountain.
At the foot of Mount Kunlun, there were some scattered tribes. They were the descendants of the slaves of the Shang Dynasty. They called themselves the remnant of Kunlun and worshiped Mount Kunlun like a god. Seeing that Chung Shen-soo and the others were about to ascend the mountain, they hurriedly came to stop them. "Mount Kunlun is the realm of gods. Mortals are not allowed to set foot on it. Otherwise, the gods will be angry!"
"Haha, I am the Son of Heaven, not a mortal!"
Chung Shen-soo looked at the soldiers around him and said, "However, it is a little disrespectful to have too many people going up the mountain. How about this, I will only bring a coachman and a carriage up the mountain."
After he finished speaking, he ordered the Cepheid Creator to go up the mountain.
The eight dragon horses chosen by the Patriarch Creator were not ordinary breeds to begin with. Along the way, they crossed mountains and crossed rivers as if they were treading on flat ground.
It roared a few times and ran up the mountain path.
The survivors wanted to stop them, but they were stopped by the armored soldiers. They could only helplessly and fearfully watch as Chung Shen-soo's carriage disappeared, praying loudly that the gods would not be angry.
"Hyah!"
The Cepheid Creator held the reins and went up the Kunlun Mountains. He saw countless strange flowers and plants, celestial ponds and spiritual gardens, and he was stunned.
Roar roar!
At this moment, a tiger's roar was heard.
In the sky, clouds gathered and turned into the figure of a ferocious tiger with wings.
With one roar, the eight dragon horses shivered in fear and peed in their pants. The Cepheid Creator exerted all his strength to hold on to the reins, preventing the carriage from overturning.
"How dare you, mortal! How dare you trespass Kunlun!"
The female tiger with wings landed on the ground and turned into a valiant goddess. It was none other than Great Si Ming, Lu Wu!
"God, spare me! God, spare me!"
The Cepheid Creator jumped off the horse and knelt down.
"Cough, cough!"
Chung Shen-soo kicked the useless fool away and smiled, "I am the Great Zhou's Emperor, Man. I've been traveling to the west and I've heard about the wonders of Kunlun. Now that I've met you, I'm sure that you live up to your reputation. Goddess, please pass the message that I'm here to see the Western Empress!"
Great Si Ming was about to reject him but when she saw Emperor Mu's handsome face, she blushed and her heart skipped a beat.
But soon, she thought of the previous Great Si Ming, Qing Luan's Young Si Ming, and the other goddesses and shuddered, "Leave now, the Western Empress does not see outsiders!"
"Don't be in such a hurry … I have a poem here, take it and show it to the Western Empress. If she chases me away again, I'll leave then."
Chung Shen-soo kicked the Cepheid Creator again and said, "Bring me the brush and ink!"
The Cepheid Creator immediately took out a bundle of bamboo scrolls and brush and ink.
Chung Shen-soo raised the brush and thought for a moment. Then, he smiled and started writing.
Great Si Ming walked up curiously and started reciting:
"How about the Kunlun Fu? The Western Region is green. Creating Chung Shen-soo, Yin and Yang are separated at dawn. Swinging one's chest once had clouds, breaking one's heart into the bird that returns home. Ascending to the peak, looking down at all the other mountains … Not bad, but not an elegant theme! "
"This is a five-word poem, please present it to the Western Empress."
Chung Shen-soo kept the brush and smiled.
Lu Wu wanted to say that it was against the rules but when she saw Chung Shen-soo's face, she couldn't say anything. She took the bamboo scroll and disappeared into the wind.
"My king, you …"
The Cepheid Creator was dumbfounded and his respect for the Emperor flowed like a raging river.
This king is so brave, he even dares to flirt with the goddesses!
Not long later, Great Si Ming returned with a weird expression, "The Western Empress has decreed that the East King Palace will host a banquet to welcome the Emperor of Great Zhou!"
Piak!
A soft sound came from the side and it was the Cepheid Creator's jaw opening wider and wider until it was dislocated. He held onto his jaw and didn't dare to make a sound.
What happened next was like a dream to the Cepheid Creator.
He followed the Emperor and the goddesses to the highest point of Kunlun Mountain and saw a palace made of green jade.
The palace was tall and green like a heavenly palace. Under the sunlight, it reflected seven colors and was mesmerizing.
After entering the palace, there were goddesses wearing light muslin and smiling at him. Each and every one of them was extremely beautiful and had a majestic aura around them.
Even though the Cepheid Creator tried to hide it, he was still forced to crawl forward.
Chongming Palace.
Many Si Ming had already prepared the banquet. Jade Dew Wine, Immortal Peaches from Yaochi … Everything was filled with immortal Qi.
Chung Shen-soo sat down and drank a cup of wine, "Good wine!"
"If the Emperor likes it, why don't you drink more!"
At the main seat of the palace was the Western Empress.
The Cepheid Creator didn't dare to raise his head but from a glance, he could tell that she was a noble and beautiful lady.
At this moment, the Western Empress chuckled and walked down from the main seat. She walked to the Emperor and poured him a cup of wine, "The Emperor's poem is not bad at all. Please have a drink!"
"Thank you, Goddess!"
Chung Shen-soo drank another cup of wine. The two looked like they were enjoying themselves while the Si Ming Goddesses served them attentively.
This scene made the Cepheid Creator admire them from the bottom of his heart.
After drinking for thirty minutes, Chung Shen-soo suddenly sighed and a worried expression appeared on his face.
The Western Empress asked, "Why are you worried, Emperor?"
"I am lamenting that mortals are like mayflies, living in the morning and dying in the evening, living a mediocre life and never being able to escape … But the gods like Goddess can live forever and see the difference between mortals and mortals like the clouds and mud. I can't help but feel ashamed, so I sighed …"
Chung Shen-soo answered honestly.
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