Originally, with Shen Chong's speed, if he was just in a hurry, it would not take him more than a day to cross the entire Saji Plateau. But he is looking for someone now, and he still has Fu Wei with him, so he naturally has to take care of her, and he can't fly too fast.

He turned back to the sky above the Sarift Plateau again and again, and carefully searched every inch of the Sarift Plateau with a carpet method.

During this period, he also had to occasionally stop to help Fu Wei stabilize the toxins in his body, and he had also found a few cultivators living in seclusion. However, the other party's cultivation is not as good as his own, and they all said that they have not heard the name of Shenmu Daoist.

More than twenty days had passed, and Shen Chong had already searched more than half of the Split Plateau, but he still hadn't gotten any information from the Shenmu Dao Master.

On this day, Shen Chong still maintained a fixed speed and flew over the thousand-meter college entrance examination above the Scattered Plains. A pair of bright starry eyes are constantly searching for the scenery on the ground.

Suddenly, his gaze froze, and then he took Fu Wei and fell down to a huge manor below.

The Spat Plateau is sparsely populated, and those who hunt often walk tens or hundreds of miles, and they may not meet other people.

It was not easy to build an estate with a population of hundreds in such a desolate place. What's more, around the manor, a lot of stone dwellings have been built one after another, and it is estimated that the population living nearby is definitely thousands.

This huge manor, surrounded by many stone dwellings, was the residence of the ruler of Songjuaw Niva, who lived within a radius of thousands of miles.

The local herdsmen and hunters have to fight against the harsh natural environment and the ferocious highland monsters. Also guard against cruel and cunning horse thieves. Such an environment has cultivated the fierce folk customs of plateau people.

between the various plateau tribes. Fierce wars are often fought for resources such as grassland, cattle and sheep, strong men, and women.

But the tribes within a radius of thousands of miles. No matter how much they fought and killed, no one dared to go to the territory of Songjue Niwa to spread wilderness.

This is because, not only is this Songjue Niwa himself a master with a brutal personality, but in the legends of the plateau people, there is a god of war who has lived for thousands of years in the family of Songjue Niva.

The name of the god of war, the mighty plateau, made the major tribes not dare to be disrespectful to the tribe of Songjue Niva.

this day. Songjue Niwa was lying comfortably in a large chaise longue.

In terms of image, Songjue Niwa is an obese middle-aged man. His skin was very white and glowed as ruddy as a baby, but a pair of small eyes made his appearance look a little cold.

The warm and bright sunlight shone on him so comfortably that he closed his eyes.

Beside her, a beautiful maid wearing colored jade on her head was slowly waving a feather fan, sending a cool breeze. Another equally beautiful maid peeled off the precious snow-capped wild fruit and sent it to Songjue Niwa's mouth.

"Hmph~~ To be a man is to be like me Songjue Niwa. This is comfortable, practicing penance all day long, shouting and killing with masters. I don't like this kind of life. Songjue Niwa told himself proudly in his heart.

On the surface, he is the overlord of the plateau. It's just a fat man, but if there is a master cultivator here. It can be found that the so-called master is just a pre-transformation cultivator who has just entered the ranks of advanced cultivators.

Although the Satsu Plateau is geographically radiant, there are also many tribal peoples. However, this place is too far away from the realm of the Eight Great Cultivators.

Except for a few sporadic reclusive cultivators, there is no open sect of cultivation on the plateau, and ordinary plateau people don't know what cultivation is.

And this Songjue Niva, after cultivating for five hundred years, has the strength of the early stage of transformation, or relying on the guidance of the god of war in the people of the plateau, his great-grandfather, and cloth.

According to Hebu, Songjue Niwa is a rare heir in his family who has the talent of cultivation, so Hebu attaches great importance to Songjue Niva and usually personally guides him in his cultivation.

"Great Grandfather, you are already the god of war among the people of the plateau, as long as you are there, our clan will be able to last forever. "Songjuaw Niwa is enjoying his life and is a person who is not willing to accept change.

Taking a bite of the fruit handed by the maid, Songjue Niwa hummed a plateau song easily.

Suddenly, a shocking momentum descended.

Songjue Niwa jumped up from the recliner.

"Master!" the two maids were flustered, and they didn't know if they had served badly, which caused such a violent reaction from this evil god.

"Get out, get out, you all go down. Songjue Niva waved his hand back in panic.

"Oh no, what is that light that fell from the sky just now? Looking at the direction, it turned out to be towards the residence of my great-grandfather. Songjue Niva's whole heart panicked.

Although he is very afraid of death, his great-grandfather is the pillar of their family, if something happens to his great-grandfather, with his strength in the early stage of transformation, he can swallow the masters of their clan, and there are some of them on the entire plateau.

Thinking of this, Songjue Niwa hurried towards Wabu's retreat.

When he arrived at the door of Hebu's house, he stood down in astonishment.

At this moment, in the courtyard of his great-grandfather and cloth, a man and a woman were standing. And Hebu spoke respectfully to Shen Chong.

"Isn't Grandfather the No. 1 powerhouse on the plateau, why is he so respectful to this young man and woman?" Songjue Niwa stood there a little stunned.

How did he know that He Bu, who he called the number one master of the plateau, was just a cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and that bit of strength, in front of Shen Chong, who was as powerful as the Tribulation Period, and Bu Neng was already great standing and talking. This is also the reason why Shen Chong did not release his momentum.

Shen Chong indifferently glanced at the person who broke in.

Although it was just a casual glance, Songjue Niwa felt that the other party was as deep as the sea. This kind of terrifying feeling made him feel like this, even in his great-grandfather, never appeared.

Master, this young man is definitely an amazing master!

"Ah, it's Songjukniva! Come and meet the seniors. Kabu called out to Songjukwa with a smile on his face.

At the same time, he introduced to Shen Chong: "Senior, this name is my great-great-grandson, his name is Songjue Niwa. I, the great-great-grandson, already have the cultivation in the early stage of transformation. ”

"Hmm. Shen Chong nodded indifferently, and then asked, "Hebu, you just said that you haven't heard the name Shenmu Daoist. ”

Hebu replied honestly: "Back to the seniors, the younger generations have indeed never heard this name. If the seniors are looking for a cultivator master, the juniors can be sure that on the current plateau, there are people who are stronger than the juniors, at least on the surface. As for whether there are masters living in seclusion in places that no one knows, this is not something that Kabu can know. ”

No news this time.

Shen Chong couldn't help but be a little disappointed, he could only nod and prepare to leave: "Okay, thank you and ...... Bu"

To be treated by a master like Shen Chong, and He Bu was also very happy in his heart.

At this time, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "That's right! Wait a minute, the junior thought of a rumor. ”

"Rumor?" Shen Chong couldn't help but fall back to the ground.

He Bu nodded seriously: "That was more than two thousand years ago, when I first started cultivating the truth. Once, I heard my master say that he had a friend in the late Yuan Infant who had accidentally entered the Gogu Flame Canyon a thousand years ago and had an accident and never came out of the canyon again. ”

"Gegu Flame Canyon?" Shen Chong couldn't help but become cautious: "Hebu, tell me, where is this Gegu Flame Canyon!?"

Among the mortal realm cultivators, the late Yuan Infant 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 Yuan Infant period in Hebu's mouth died because he accidentally broke into a canyon, and it seems that there must be some secret in that canyon.

Kabu said with some hesitation: "Senior, although I know that place is about the southwesternmost location of the Sarift Plateau, but the specific route is a little difficult to describe, can I take the liberty of transmitting the information into your mind." ”

When a cultivator reaches the stage of incarnation, he or she will be able to compress the images, sounds, etc., in his or her mind and transmit them into the minds of others.

Just like when Xuanji Zhenren passed on the knowledge of the cultivation realm to Shen Chong, Shen Chong also passed the information to Zhong Mang, Qingya and Qin'er in this way.

Those who have cultivated to a high level can forcibly pass on information to those who have cultivated to a low level.

However, in order for a person with a low cultivation level to pass on information to a person with a high cultivation level, the other party must obtain the consent of the other party.

Otherwise, the other party's powerful true spiritual cultivation is there, and if the other party resists, it will not be able to transmit the message.

Moreover, it is also a bit disrespectful for the lower to send a message to the more powerful.

That's why Wabu is hesitant.

Shen Chong didn't care if the other party was rude or not at the moment, and immediately urged: "Then you should hurry up." ”

He Bu nodded, and then carefully pointed his finger on Shen Chong's forehead.

The moment he hit Shen Chong's forehead, He Bu only felt that his fingers were numb, and then there was a cold feeling.

At the same time, the route to the Gogu Flame Canyon had been clearly displayed in Shen Chong's mind.

Hebu had never been to the Gogu Flame Canyon, he only knew a general direction, but this rough route was enough for Shen Chong to go.

At the same time, seeing this route, Shen Chong finally understood why He Bu would say that that route was difficult to describe in words.

"Well, Hebu, you have given me useful information, and this high-grade spiritual weapon will be used as a thank you gift. I still have something to do, so I'll see you later. Shen Chong waved his hand, and a long knife with a pale cyan light appeared in front of him, and flew into Hebu's hand in the air.

"Thanks... Thank you seniors for your kindness!" and Bu hurriedly took it with his hand excitedly.

What a precious treasure this is!

This senior is really a generous master!

He Bu caressed the cold blade lovingly, and when he looked up, the young man and woman had long since disappeared. (To be continued.) )