In the extreme west of the Linhai continent, there is a plateau, where the average altitude reaches more than 2,500 zhang, the snow is white all the year round, the air is thin, and the living environment is extremely harsh. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The human beings who live here have strong physiques, and because they are brave and good at fighting, and they are extremely powerful, the people on the continent call them savages, and this plateau is also called the wild plateau.

And it has another name, called Murowei.

Because the people who live here are all Murowei people, the name of the Wild Plateau is forgotten, and the mainland is called the Murowei Plateau, also known as the Murowei Western Regions.

The Murowei people have been fighting against the heavens and wild beasts in a harsh environment all year round, so the fierce prestige even the steppe peoples of the Wanyan Empire have avoided it.

Although the Wanyan Empire is huge, it has never won a war with the Murowei people, and the two races are each other's mortal enemies.

The people of Murowei believe in their ancestors and worship totems, so the wind of faith is extremely strong, and the rule here is the unity of politics and religion, and shamanism is the supreme existence of Murowei.

Shamanism is the only divine religion in the Murwei Plateau, and it has an extremely sacred status in the hearts of the Murwei people, and almost every Murwei person is a devout follower of Shamanism.

The leader of shamanism is the leader of the plateau of the Western Regions of Murowe.

The main shrine of shamanism is located on the top of a snow-capped mountain called Tanggula on the Murwe Plateau, which means the highest mountain in the language of the Murwei people, and it is difficult for eagles to fly.

Tanggula Hill is the main altar of shamanism, the holiest place in the hearts of the Murowe, and only the top shamans and some of the most devout apologists are qualified to live here.

The Tanggula Mountains are subject to heavy storms and snowstorms throughout the year, but shamanism has built countless temples and buildings, as well as huge temples and enchantments that the Murowei people call "miracles".

It's cold and cold outside, but inside the barrier are two completely different worlds, warm as spring.

In the corner of the main altar of shamanism, there is a small temple called the Vajra Temple.

Vajra is another name for the Dharma Protector warriors in shamanism, all of them are powerful monks, and there are less than 20 Vajra in the entire shamanism, and their status is respected and respected.

The Vajra Hall is the place where the Shamanic Protector Vajra is stored, every Vajra is very important to the shamanism, once they encounter an accident, the life card stored here will be broken, then the shaman will know it for the first time.

The disciple of the temple guard, a young man, meditated on the altar at the entrance of the temple after making his usual rounds every day.

His name is Zana, and he is a reserve Vajra candidate in shamanism, and his usual task is to guard the Vajra Temple, but after meditating today, he has been feeling that his mind is not good, as if something bad is about to happen.

This impetuous feeling made him unable to continue to meditate, he didn't feel at ease to check the life card of every King Kong master, there was nothing abnormal, maybe he was too careful, how powerful a person the Dharma Protector King Kong was, how could something happen easily?

He silently blamed himself, he actually raised his disrespect for the King Kong Lords, it's really damned!

When he turned around and returned to the door of the main hall, at this time, a slight "click" cracking sound sounded, Zhana frowned at first, and then his face turned pale, although this voice was slight, but it meant that a King Kong had fallen, something big happened!

He looked back at the fateful card, his eyes searching...

"Geshe blue-clothed King Kong is dead!"

Zhana's heart was filled with monstrous horror, the blue-clothed Vajra is a more noble existence than the Dharma Protector Vajra, the entire shamanic sect except for the sect leader and the left and right divine envoys, it is the two blue-clothed Vajra who are the most noble, but now one has died, this is a big thing!

Zhana didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly rang the death knell of the King Kong Palace, and the bell of "Dong Dong Dong" instantly spread from the King Kong Hall to the entire Tanggula Snow Mountain, which was the bell of the King Kong Palace, and every time it rang, it represented that someone was dead.

After a while, two eagle eagles hovered from the air, and the eagle eagle was snow-white, which was the snow eagle of the Western Regions.

Two snow eagles descended from the sky, kicking up snowflakes in the sky, and two middle-aged men in white robes landed here.

Zhana hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down reverently, and said respectfully: "See the two oracles." ”

A middle-aged divine envoy with narrow eyes and a beard frowned and asked, "Zana, what happened, rang the bell of the Vajra Temple?"

Zhana said in a panic: "Yes....it's the blue-clothed Vajra Society's life card that has been shattered!"

"What!"

"It can't be!"

The two oracles exclaimed.

At this time, a colorful light flew from a distance, the speed was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the front of the King Kong Palace, and when he looked closely, it was actually five strips of smoke of different colors supporting an old man with white hair and wearing a purple robe.

The old man's face was resolute, his eyes were bright, and he was holding a golden scepter in his hand, and the whole person exuded a powerful momentum, which made people involuntarily want to surrender.

As soon as the old man landed, the two divine envoys, including Zhana, hurriedly saluted and said respectfully: "My subordinates greet the sect leader." ”

This old man is the current leader of shamanism, the most powerful person in the Western Plateau of Murowe, with profound mana.

"Zana, I heard what you said, Geshe is actually dead, go, follow me in and have a look. ”

The old man said undoubtedly, and then walked into the King Kong Palace, and the three people behind him followed. The old man walked to a box where the life card was stored, a black token in the box had been broken, the old man picked up the token and looked at it carefully, closed his eyes and sensed it, then nodded and said: "Geshe is dead, and a trace of soul blood remaining in the life card has dissipated." ”

The bearded divine envoy's face suddenly turned pale, and he immediately roared angrily: "This is impossible, Geshe cultivation is already the eighth layer of condensation, and he has tamed a snow eagle, and he has the Supreme Treasure Luofu Whip in his hand, and his strength is strong, even I dare not say that I can defeat him, who can kill him!"

The shaman sect leader said coldly, "Gesang Divine Envoy, are you doubting my words?"

Seeing the cold look on the old man's face, the Divine Envoy of Gesang knew that he had lost his temper and said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Sect Master, subordinates should be damned, they shouldn't question the Sect Master's words." It's just that Geshe is my own brother, and if you care about it, it's chaotic, so I hope the sect leader doesn't mind. ”

Only then did the old man nod and said, "Geshe is one of the two blue-clothed Vajras of my shamanic sect, and his status is respected, and now he is dead, so he must be investigated. You are his brother, so it is most appropriate for me to send you to investigate this matter thoroughly, both in public and private. ”

The other divine envoy who had not spoken all this time said: "This matter is extremely strange, Geshe cultivation is so powerful, it was actually killed by someone. As far as I know, except for the old monsters in the worship halls of Piaoxue and Xueyue, there are not many people who can hurt the Gesha. It's just that although Geshe is in charge of the silver wolf, he is the blue-clothed King Kong of my shamanism, and those old monsters know his identity, and it is impossible to have this feud with my shamanism for no reason, Gesang, you have to be careful when you go, I don't think this matter is so simple. ”

The old man nodded, thought for a while, took out a colorful ball from the storage bag on his body, about the size of a pigeon's egg, handed it to Gesang and said, "This is dangerous, this colorful smoke will be temporarily handed over to you for protection." ”

Gesang's face suddenly changed, and he said, "Sect Master, the Colorful Smoke Luo is your talisman, I can't ask for it." ”

The multicolored smoke is a treasure inherited from the shamanic sect leader through the ages, which can not only make people fly in the sky, but also can be defended, which is a rare treasure. It has always symbolized the identity of the sect leader, and it was Gesang who did not dare to take it.

The old man smiled slightly and said, "It's not for you again, what are you anxious about." The people who can hurt me in this world can bend their fingers, not to mention that I usually cultivate in the snowy mountains, this thing is not needed. It's just that your snow eagle can't be taken away, and I still want this beast to travel. ”

Gesang nodded and said, "Since this is the case, then I will accept it, and I will definitely come back in ten days." ”

After that, Gesang took the multicolored smoke and poured it into it with aura, and suddenly five smoke clouds of different colors held Gesang up, forming a multicolored cover and rising in the air.

When his younger brother died, he was so anxious that he didn't want to delay for a moment.

"Be careful!"

The oracle said.

Gesang nodded to the two of them, and quickly disappeared into the wind and snow.

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The snow eagle flew rapidly over the Heavenly Fury Wasteland, and under the guidance of Li Dao, it gradually approached the towering red mountain, and finally came to the top of the red mountain after about a cup of tea.

Thanks to Snow Eagle's divine handsomeness, if Edgeworth hadn't flown so fast, especially if he was still carrying Qin Er.

When the red mountain got closer, I found that this mountain did not have any vegetation, it was completely a cold solid volcano formed after the magma cooled, and there were several low hills of the same color next to this red mountain, which were not conspicuous at all when they were far away, no wonder Li Dao had not seen it before.

Beneath these volcanoes there is a recessed basin where the old man of the Yellow Sands said he lived.

Although the volcano is gone, the sulfur gas left behind by the magma is still strong, and only the yellow sand, which is suffering from cold diseases, lives in such a harsh place.

Li Dao urged the snow eagle to land on the basin, the place is not big from the air, in fact, as soon as it landed, it felt unusually wide, this basin is located in the middle of several extinct volcanoes, the scale is quite large, at least at a glance there is no exit.

Li Dao motioned for Xue Ying to play by himself, while he and Qin Er were looking for a place for the old man of the yellow sand to live in the basin. In fact, the basin is empty, and there are only a limited number of places that can live in it, and it is nothing more than a place with a water source, which is the basis of survival.

Looking down on the back of the snow eagle just now, I found that there was a puddle in the northwest of the basin, which should be an underground living spring.

He took Qin Er and walked quickly, and soon came to the living spring, sure enough, as Li Dao expected, there was a sparse forest next to this living spring, this is rare, the Heavenly Fury Wasteland is thousands of miles away, without any vegetation, there is a sparse forest here, it is really rare.

There are a few stone houses built in the forest, with a rough style, which must be the living place of the old man in the yellow sand.

However, Li Dao's divine sense scanned and did not find anyone in the stone room, and he wondered where the person had gone, and when he was wondering, he suddenly heard a faint sound of wind roaring, as well as some undetectable heavy breathing of people.

If it weren't for listening intently, it would not be noticeable at all, Li Dao took Qin Er to follow the place where the sound came from, through the woods to a narrow valley, there is a cave in this valley, there is an arc-shaped tuyere above the mouth of the cave, there is actually a huge air flow poured into this tuyere, and then flows back out of the cave, very strange.

Li Dao saw that the old man of Huangsha was cultivating with his knees crossed and his eyes closed in the huge air current, and every time a huge air flow came to attack, it seemed to be extremely painful, but he always endured it, and every time the air flow passed, he breathed heavily, and seemed to be very tired.

However, Li Dao found a trace of abnormality, whenever the air flow returned and hit the yellow sand, the aura of the old man in the yellow sand seemed to suddenly disappear in an instant, and even Li Dao's divine sense was almost incomprehensible, incredible.

"He must be taking advantage of the strangeness of this place, cultivating a secret art. ”

Li Dao thought to himself.

After about a cup of tea, the air flow disappeared, and the old man in the yellow sand opened his eyes, and his face showed a tired look.

Suddenly seeing Li Dao, he was very excited, walked up to him and said: "The seniors are here, and the juniors have been waiting for three days, thinking that the seniors have forgotten about it, and they are still gloomy." ”

Li Dao smiled and said, "I'm sorry, some things have been delayed, come a little late." ”

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Li Dao introduced Qin Er lightly, without saying anything, only that he was an old man. Huangsha is very old, and he didn't ask much, others are older than accidents, and some things should not be asked.

Li Dao went straight to the topic and said to the old man in Huangsha: "Without further ado, you take me to that place, and when I kill that fire crocodile, the deal between us will be over." ”

The old man of Huangsha didn't say anything, took Li Dao back to his residence, and after a little rest, he took Li Dao to an extremely secret valley in the basin, the temperature in the valley was obviously much higher, the sulfur gas was rich, and a faint red light came out from a hole in the valley.