Ning Yue left the sphere of influence of the Tuye tribe and continued to search west along the map. Maza's map is really rudimentary, and even when you go to the place of Kagar that Mazar paints, the vast land is boundless.

If this was Clicker, then the joke between the messenger and Ning Yue would be a little too big. Obviously, the so-called Clicker should also have some specific signs.

Since Ning Yue arrived in the range of Kakagier, the tribe was much less than the place she had passed by before. Perhaps this is the outskirts of the steppe tribes, because two hundred miles further west is the desert.

If you want to find a tribe in this place, it is impossible to just walk casually. Fortunately, when Ning Yue's spiritual power is fully released, the range can reach dozens of miles. Although you can't perceive it accurately, it's okay to roughly sense whether there is human activity.

Standing on a slope, Ning Yue had licorice in her mouth, her eyes looking into the distance. At the end of the field of vision, there are sparse cattle and sheep. It's been two days since I arrived in Kasgar, and the last time I met the tribe was a day ago.

As Mazar said, he had become very barren and no longer suitable for the steppe people. In such a vast and boundless land, Ning Yue could only see this sparse cattle and sheep, maybe it wasn't that they didn't want to raise more, but the land here, the cattle and sheep that could be fed were just that.

Seeing the tribe, Ning Yue was naturally overjoyed. Gently put away the map and strode towards the tribe. The tribe gives people a bleak feeling of sunset, and herds of cattle and sheep are lazily lying on the ground listless.

Ning Yue's arrival made the people of the tribe cast curious eyes. They didn't scold Ning Yue, but they didn't welcome them warmly. Yellow faces, indifferent and numb eyes.

"Young man, where are you from?" was when Ning Yue was thinking about whether to find someone to ask, an old voice sounded. Ning Yue raised her eyes and saw that it was indeed an old man whose face was full of wrinkles and could not recognize his age.

The old man was on crutches, and almost his entire body was pressed against the crutches. His eyelids drooped, as if he couldn't open his eyes, but his voice was unusually loud. After Ning Yue's gaze, the old man's eyes quickly flashed with a few rays of light.

A faint smile hung on Ning Yue's face, but she paid some attention to this old man in her heart, although the old man did not show the slightest unusualness, how could his cultivation be hidden from Ning Yue? The realm of the unity of heaven and man is definitely a great existence on the grassland.

"This old gentleman, I'm from the east!" Ning Yue returned very respectfully, without a trace of arrogance unique to the grassland on her face.

"The East, the East has a rich and rich grassland, what are you doing here?" the old man's face suddenly filled with a smile, and his whole smiling face stretched.

"I've heard that Kagar is the birthplace of our steppe people, and there are beautiful golden pastures here. I've been stuck in the God of War realm for a long time, and I hope to find a satisfying place to cultivate in Kazigar. ”

"Hehehe...... The young man is already in the realm of the god of war!" The old man suddenly showed a hint of shock on his face, but in just a moment, a fox-like smile appeared on the old man's face again, "But ...... Young man, you'd better leave!"

"Why?" Ning Yue smiled lightly, his intuition told him that the old man in front of him should not be simple, and it was very likely that he knew the true location of Ka Qiger.

"When I was young, I had the same idea as you, the legendary Clicker, beautiful as if dreamy. When I was young, I came all the way here and found an ideal place to retreat and practice on the edge of Kagar.

However, this place is so barren, with no spiritual power and no material life, that it even made me wonder if Kazigar is really the birthplace of our steppe. I insisted on practicing in retreat for twenty years, but I didn't feel even a single call to immortality.

In addition, the war between the grassland and the Great Zhou suddenly broke out, so I married a wife and had children here. Decades passed, and my children and grandchildren gradually became a tribe. Breaking through to the Heavenly Venerable, I don't dare to count on it, and what I do now every day is to wait here for the call of the Immortal Heaven. ”

It's been enough to live long enough!" Ning Yue looked at the old man's wrinkled face and complained in her heart. What the old man said, naturally, would not be remembered by Ning Yue in his heart, did he really come to seek a breakthrough. The smile on his face remained unchanged, and he slowly bowed down.

"Old man, please tell me, where is the Kagar? Could this be the legendary Kagar?"

"You are looking for Kagar, how much do you know about Kagar?" the old man asked with a smile, looking at the puzzled expression on Ning Yue's face, the old man also got the answer and continued with a smile, "This is Ka Ka Geer, but it is not the legendary Ka Ka Geer.

In the beginning, Kagar referred to a lake two hundred miles northwest of this place, the lake is very beautiful, and the lake is clear and blue all year round. Our ancestor first discovered the lake and lived there with his family.

Because the grass around is very fat, the ancestral family is getting stronger and stronger. Gradually, the place where the ancestral family was located became the Khagar. As time passed, other people appeared on the steppe, and they were at war with their ancestral tribes at first......"

The old man squinted his eyes and talked to himself about the origin of the grassland, but where did Ning Yue have the heart to listen? When he learned that Kaziger was first two hundred miles northwest of this, Ning Yue knew that the place he had been inquiring about had finally found its whereabouts.

The old man opened his eyelids slightly, only to find that Ning Yue's traces had already been lost in front of him. The essence in his eyes flickered, revealing a faint wry smile, "Young people now, they just don't have patience, forget it...... When you get to Clicker, you'll know that legends are just legends......"

The old man was on crutches and turned around slowly, looking so struggling. However, the moment he turned around, his figure suddenly disappeared. It was as if the old man who was talking to Ning Yue just now was just an illusion and a ghost.

In the sky above the tribe, a white cloud resembles a lonely boat. Above the clouds, Ning Yue crossed her arms and looked at the tribe underground. After the old man disappeared, the tribes slowly separated, and each drove the cattle and sheep in all directions.

How could a barren tribe have a strong man in the realm of the god of war? How could a strong man in the realm of the god of war let his tribe gradually fall lonely? Besides, if there was no one to guide him, even a native of the steppe would not be able to find Kagar, so the first thing Ning Yue thought of was that this tribe might be waiting for his arrival.

Ning Yue did not hide her tracks and quietly approached Ka Qiger, but swaggered slowly towards the northwest. Since someone has been sent to guide the way, the people in Kagar should have already received the news, and it is better to walk over in a dignified manner than to play tricks under the noses of others like a clown who jumps off the beam.

The grass moved slightly, nodding and bowing in front of the breeze. Ning Yue walked slowly on the grassland, but with every light step, her figure seemed to teleport dozens of feet away.

Two hundred miles of road, in Ningyue District, it has arrived in less than an hour. According to the old man, there is a lake and a fertile grassland. The ruins of the lake are still there, but the turquoise lake and the azure surface of the lake are gone.

It was a huge pothole, and even the bottom of the hole was covered with grass. Grass is the kind of aquatic plant that spreads like algae, and it is the killer of grasslands. Although it is also grass, it cannot be eaten by cattle and sheep. Once this aquatic weed is overflowing, the entire grassland will be completely destroyed.

Ning Yue stood quietly on the shore of the lake, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of her, and really wanted to write a poem. As soon as she reached her mouth, Ning Yue was suffocated by the movement around her.

The grass moved slightly, and dozens of people sprang out from around the grass. Each of them was dressed with green plants, and each of them opened their bows and arrows and pointed at Ning Yue from afar.

The encirclement gradually shrank, everyone's arrows were firmly pointed at Ning Yue, and their eyes burst with killing intent, and every look at Ning Yue was so unkind.

"Since you invited me here, is this your attitude?" Ning Yue smiled faintly, her words were like a spring breeze, but the moment she landed, the violent air pressure surged towards the surroundings like a balloon that had burst.

The people around Ning Yue were all ordinary people. Not to mention the masters, there is no one who has internal breath. Ning Yue's dignified martial arts realm, how powerful will the momentum displayed be In an instant, all the people holding bows and arrows pointing at Ning Yue seemed to be swept away by a gust of wind. For a moment, Ning Yue couldn't see a single person around her.

"Those who come are friends, we naturally treat each other with courtesy, and if we are friends or enemies, we naturally bow and arrow to each other. Qin Xin Sword Soul Ning Yue is the top master of the Central Plains of Kyushu, and it is always necessary to distinguish whether he is an enemy or a friend when he comes to the grassland. When the words landed, a mysterious person in a moon-white robe appeared in front of Ning Yue as if it flashed.

"You brought me here, but you want to ask me whether I am friend or foe?" Who is Your Excellency?" Ning Yue asked with a sneer.

"Immortal Heavenly Palace Tianzun, Folding the Moon!" the visitor raised his head coldly. Tianzun is the title of the strongest person on the grassland, and it is also the highest status that mortals can achieve. Higher than Tianzun is the Holy Maiden, and on the grassland, the Holy Maiden is no longer a mortal but a god.

is like the martial arts masters of Kyushu in the Central Plains, even if they have already transcended the red world, they are also extremely persistent in the title of the Twelve Absolute Masters of Heaven and Earth. Even people like Ziyu Zhenren and Tianji Old Man are not exempt from vulgarity.

Ning Yue's eyes instantly turned cold, although he had already guessed that the strength of those who dared to lead themselves to the grassland must not be simple. But Ning Yue didn't expect that it would really be Prairie Tianzun.

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