Originally, with Shen Chong's speed, if he was just rushing, he would be able to cross the entire Sakai Plateau in less than a day.
But he was looking for someone now, and since he was taking Fu Wei with him, he naturally had to take care of her and not fly too fast.
He returned again and again over the Sakai Plateau, using a carpet-like method to carefully search every inch of the Sakai Plateau.
During this period, he would occasionally stop to help Fu Wei stabilize the toxins in her body.
He also discovered several cultivators living in seclusion here.
However, the other party's cultivation level is not as good as mine, and they all said that they have never heard of the name of Taoist Shenmu.
More than twenty days have passed, and Shen Chong has searched more than half of the Sakai Plateau, but still has not received any information from Taoist Shenmu.
On this day, Shen Chong still maintained a fixed speed and flew over the thousand-meter college entrance examination above the Sakai Plain.
A pair of bright star eyes are constantly searching the scenery on the ground.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and then he took Fu Wei down to a huge manor below.
The Sakai Plateau is sparsely populated, and those who hunt often travel dozens or hundreds of miles without necessarily encountering other people.
It is not easy to establish an estate with a population of hundreds in such a desolate place.
What's more, there are many stone houses built layer upon layer around the manor.
It is estimated that there are definitely thousands of people living nearby.
This huge manor surrounded by many stone houses was the residence of Songjue Niva, the ruler within a radius of thousands of miles.
Local herdsmen and hunters not only have to contend with the harsh natural environment, but also with ferocious plateau monsters, and they also have to guard against cruel and cunning horse thieves.
Such an environment has developed the tough folk customs of plateau people.
Various plateau tribes often engage in fierce wars over resources such as grassland, cattle, sheep, young men, and women.
But no matter how many tribes within a radius of thousands of miles fought and killed, no one dared to go wild in Songjueniva's area.
This is because not only is Songjue Niva himself a master with a cruel personality.
Moreover, in the legend of the plateau people, there is a god of war who has lived for thousands of years in the Songjueniva family.
The name of the God of War is powerful on the plateau.
As a result, the major tribes did not dare to be disrespectful to the Songjueniva tribe.
On this day, Songjue Niva was lying comfortably in a large lounge chair.
From the image point of view, Songye Niva is a fat middle-aged man.
His skin was very white, glowing as rosy as a baby's.
But a pair of small eyes made him look a little cold.
The warm and bright sunshine made him feel so comfortable that he closed his eyes.
Next to her, a beautiful maid with her head covered with colorful jade was slowly waving her feather fan, sending out bursts of cool breeze.
Another equally beautiful maid was peeling off the skin of precious snow-capped wild fruits and sending them to the pine tree.
In Junewa's mouth.
"Hmph, you should be like me, Songjue Niva.
This is the most comfortable life.
I practice hard all day long and fight and kill with masters.
I don't like this kind of life."
Songjue Niva proudly told himself in his heart.
On the surface, he, the overlord of the plateau, is just a fat man, but if there are master cultivators here, you will find that the so-called master is just a pre-transformation cultivator who has just entered the ranks of advanced cultivators.
Split the plateau although the region shines.
There are also many tribal peoples scattered around.
However, this place is too far away from the eight major cultivator countries.
Except for some sporadic hermit cultivators, there are no open cultivators on the plateau for ordinary plateau people.
They don’t even know what cultivation is.
And this Songjueniva, after practicing for five hundred years, can possess the strength of the early stage of transformation, still relying on the guidance of his great-great-grandfather He Bu, the God of War among the people on the plateau.
According to Hebu, Songjueniva is from his own family.
It is rare for a son to have the talent of cultivation, so Hebu attaches great importance to Songjueniva and usually guides him in cultivation personally.
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"Great-grandfather, you are already the God of War among the people on the plateau.
As long as you are here, our tribe will survive forever."
Songjueniva enjoys his current life very much.
He is a person who is unwilling to accept changes.
After taking the fruit from the maid, Songjueniva relaxedly hummed a plateau song.
Suddenly, a shocking momentum descended.
Songjueniva jumped up from the recliner.
"Master," the two maids were in a panic.
They didn't know if it was their poor service that caused such a violent reaction from this evil god.
"Get out of here, all of you."
Songjueniva waved them away in panic.
"Oops, what was the direction of the light that fell from the sky just now?
It was heading towards my great-great-grandfather's residence."
Songjueniva panicked.
Although he was afraid of death, his great-great-grandfather was the backbone of their family.
If something happened to his great-grandfather, with his early stage of transformation, he would be able to devour some of the masters of their tribe on the entire plateau.
Thinking of this, Songjueniva hurried towards Hebu's retreat.
When he arrived at the door of Hebu's residence, he stood down in shock.
At this moment, a man and a woman were standing in the yard of his great-great-grandfather He Bu.
He Bu, on the other hand, spoke to Shen Chong respectfully.
"Isn't my great-great-grandfather the strongest man on the plateau?
Why are you so respectful to this young man and woman?"
Songjueniva stood there in astonishment.
How did he know that He Bu, whom he called the number one master on the plateau, was only a cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
With that kind of strength, it was already considered a big deal that He Bu could stand and talk in front of Shen Chong, who was as powerful as the calamity stage. .
This is because Shen Chong did not release his momentum.
Shen Chong glanced at the intruder calmly.
Although it was just a casual glance, Songjueniva felt that the other person was as deep as the sea.
Such a frightening feeling had never appeared to him even in his great-great-grandfather.
Master, this young man is definitely an incredible master "Ah, it's Songjue Niva, come quickly and meet the senior."
Hebu called to Songjue Niva with a smile on his face.
At the same time, he introduced to Shen Chong: "Senior, this is my great-great-grandson, and his name is Songjueniva.
My great-great-grandson has already reached the early stage of transformation."
"Yes."
Shen Chong nodded calmly, and then asked: "Hebu, you just said that you have never heard of the name Taoist Shenmu."
Hebu answered honestly: "Returning to senior, this junior has indeed never heard of this name.
If senior is looking for a master cultivator, junior can be sure that there is someone stronger than junior on the current plateau.
At least not on the surface.
As for whether there are masters living in seclusion somewhere no one knows, this is not something Hebu can know. " No news again this time.
Shen Chong couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
He could only nodded and prepared to leave: "Okay, thank you and Bu."
Hebu was also very happy to be treated by such a master as Shen Chong.
At this time, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said: "By the way, senior, wait a moment, junior has thought of a rumor."
"Rumor" Shen Chong couldn't help but fall back to the ground.
Hebu nodded seriously: "That was more than two thousand years ago, when I first started cultivating.
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Once, I heard my master say that he had a friend in the late Yuanying stage who accidentally broke into Gogu a thousand years ago.
Flame Canyon, and encountered an accident, never came out of the canyon."
"Gegu Flame Canyon" Shen Chong couldn't help but become cautious: "Hebu, tell me, where is this Gegu Flame Canyon?"
Among cultivators in the mortal world, the late Nascent Soul can already be regarded as a super master.
With such strength, there are not many people and secret realms that can threaten their safety.
However, the master of the late Nascent Soul that Hebu mentioned died because he entered a canyon by mistake.
It seemed that there must be some secret in that canyon.
Hebu said with some hesitation: "Senior, although I know that the place is probably in the southwest of the Sakai Plateau, the specific route is somewhat difficult to describe.
Can you allow me to take the liberty of transmitting the information into your mind?"
When a cultivator reaches the stage of transformation, they can compress the images and sounds in their own minds and transmit them into the minds of others.
Just like Master Xuanji passed on the knowledge of the world of cultivation to Shen Chong, Shen Chong also passed the information to his three disciples Zhong Mang, Qingya and Qin'er.
Those with a high level of cultivation can force information to be transmitted to those with a low level of cultivation.
However, if a person with a low level of cultivation wants to transmit information to a person with a high level of cultivation, he must obtain the other party's consent.
Otherwise, the other party's powerful true spiritual cultivation is there, and if the other party resists, the message cannot be conveyed.
Moreover, it also seems a bit disrespectful for a person with low strength to convey information to a person with high strength.
That's why Hebu seemed hesitant.
At this moment, Shen Chong couldn't care less whether the other party was rude or not, and immediately urged: "Then hurry up."
He Bu nodded, and then carefully placed his finger on Shen Chong's forehead.
The moment it hit Shen Chong's forehead, He Bu felt his fingers go numb, followed by a cold feeling.
At the same time, the route to Gogu Flame Canyon has been clearly displayed in Shen Chong's mind.
Hebu has never been to Gogu Flame Canyon.
He only knows a rough direction.
However, this rough route is enough for Shen Chong to go there.
At the same time, seeing this route, Shen Chong finally understood why He Buhui said that the route was difficult to describe in words.
"Well, Hebu, you told me useful information, and this high-grade spiritual weapon will be used as a thank you gift.
I have something to do, so see you later."
Shen Chong waved his hand, and a long knife shining with light cyan light appeared in front of him. , flying into the air and into Hebu's hands.
"Thank you, senior, for the gift."
He Bu quickly took it with his hands excitedly.
Top-grade spiritual weapon, what a precious treasure this is This senior is indeed a generous master Hebu caressed the cold blade lovingly.
When he looked up, the young man and woman had already disappeared
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