Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 108
"Well..." Qingling said helplessly: "Look, I just came back, I'm covered in dust, I have to wait until I heal the hidden wounds in my body before I can concentrate on detoxifying you!"

Qu eyebrows swept away, he looked him up and down, and said coldly: "You better not lie to me."

"Hehe, don't worry, how dare I lie to you." Qing Ling walked away slowly.

When I came to the side of the water pool, I stretched out my finger, and a circle of several feet wide open space emerged.

Then the realm of life, death, dryness and glory appeared between the eyebrows, and the red leaf chrysanthemum took root and grew to a height of ten feet. The wide canopy half covered the sky in the valley, and half protruded above the small pool.

The red leaves swayed, the roots touched the ground, and merged into the entire Xishan Mountain. The innate qi adjusted the way and straightened the ground veins, making the innate aura of Xishan Dongtian more profound and endlessly rotating.

Qu's expression moved slightly, it seemed that this little snake got a big chance when he was asleep.

All the Venerable Golden Immortals felt this abnormality one after another, and they knew in their hearts that this abnormality occurred just after Chunshen returned to the mountain.

With a wave of Qing Lingfu's hand, one hundred and eight small flowers scattered among the flowers and trees in the meadow, took root and continued to grow.

The spirit flower that grows out of the gap between the energy of life and death in the enchanting forest is born extraordinary, and it is formed by being contaminated with the two energy of life and death.

Their bodies are between virtual and real, free from life and death, as long as their bodies are not damaged, even if their souls are scattered, they can still be transformed into spirits and reborn.

Qu looked at this group of weird villains, alien objects that looked like beasts but not beasts, and gods but not gods, and couldn't help feeling a little interested.

One hundred and eight elves danced their wings happily, wandering back and forth, looking at this novel home, full of curiosity everywhere.

"This is Shangshen's cave!"

"It's so good, I can finally see the sun."

"Da Chun is here too!"

……

Qingling didn't restrain them and let them play in the valley.

He flicked out his sleeve again, and the purple lotus turned slowly, and landed on the pool water. The purple lotus had a long soul, and the dense purple light faintly dissolved in the water. The three-element spiritual water was even more extraordinary.

The mountains are high and the valleys are wide, the sun and the moon are sparse, a tree supports the sky, a lotus blooms by water, thousands of grasses are agile, a hundred flowers never dry, elves play with bees and butterflies, red leaves and purple lotus are accompanied.

Qu was in such a scene for a while, he couldn't help being in a trance, all the negative emotions in his heart were gone, and his body and mind stretched like a spring breeze.

Qingling glanced at him indifferently, then flew into the pool, took off his clothes and took a bath. The three-element spirit water was fresh and gentle, clean and pure, and all the dust was gone.

Even if there are outsiders, Qingling doesn't care.After all, they are both male and female, so what's the taboo?

But Qu looked at the smooth figure in the light water mist, his face turned red, he coughed twice, then turned his head away, found a cave to sit quietly in.

After Qingling bathed and purified herself with the water of the three elements, she entered the cave and began to retreat.

He has to close this pass!

Even though the hidden wounds he suffered when he met the Celestial Lord disappeared with the 77 years of deep sleep, there are too many things suppressed in the world of glory.

The Kurong Realm could no longer suppress it.

The eight golden immortal Taiyi who walked in the chaotic land, as well as the strong Mrs. Bone in Taiyi, and the ten ghost kings who were clones of the Supreme Hei Ming, were born with Yin and Ming Qi.

When Qu was suppressed at the beginning, he had slowly lost control and was reborn after being broken.

Now, back to Xishan, all causal murders are no longer involved outside the body, it is time to solve these.

Qingling sits cross-legged on the spring rest futon, weaving the buds of all kinds of grass in early spring into the futon, resting the mind.

In the valley, bees and butterflies are dancing, elves are playing, the mountain wind is blowing slightly, waterfalls are falling, water drops from high altitude, hit the cliffs, shatter and splash into countless small water droplets, and sprinkle on the valley.

All movements, all sounds, in Qingling's perception, disappear into nothingness and stop in stillness.

In the world of life and death in Kurong, a golden immortal primordial spirit who was suppressed in the living world and whose body was dead suddenly woke up like a dream. Seeing the world full of vitality, he thought his death was just a dream.

But when he saw a stone tablet standing not far away, holding an extremely vicious thing, his heart was touched, and his heart was ashamed.

Everything started because of greed, burying myself together.

The primordial spirit of Qingling walked out, the eyes of life and death flashed in black and white, and the primordial spirit of the venerable Jinxian instantly gave birth to a flower with vermilion leaves and dark roots.

The buds grew bigger and bigger, and there were more and more breaths of life and death on the body of the Golden Immortal Primordial Spirit.

He saw the person who killed him standing in front of him, but he was dying little by little, unable to struggle.

He was the one who made a move on Qingling first. If Qingling was weak, he would be the one who died.

Therefore, Qing Ling treats those who want to kill her with indifference, heartlessness, and cruelty.

Otherwise, the one who dies is himself.

The aura of immortality on Venerable Jinxian gradually dissipated.The immortality of the golden immortals is the immortality of their primordial spirits, who give birth to true spirits.Just immortal between heaven and earth.

Therefore, to annihilate the golden immortal, the only way to destroy it is to destroy it.If Dao destroys the Dao of Venerable Jinxian, Dao no longer exists, and God naturally does not exist either.

The breath of life and death permeated his body, and when the flowers on his back bloomed, the golden immortal primordial spirit died, and countless dots of golden light merged into the extremely bright and colorful Luosheng flower that bloomed.

Fallen flowers take root and grow in this Fangshengjie. Although a flower is small, it condenses the power of a golden immortal.

If Qingling wants to use it, then the power in this flower can be used by me.

When his Qian Leishang was in full deity, his left eye was brought into life, and his right eye became even more lifeless. After the life and death mutation, Qian Leishang was no longer there, but he had life and death pupils.

Qing Ling glanced at the only stele below, and what was shaking below was the bone spirit of the Skull Mountain.

Of course, he would not think that this bone spirit is the bone spirit in the later Journey to the West.If this lady with bones had really lived for so long, how could she be an unknown person?I'm afraid that there will be few immortals and Buddhas in the sky to be her opponents, let alone a monkey?
As Qingling walked towards the realm of death, stone tablets were opened one by one, and the golden immortal Taiyi who still had aura was turned into Luo Shenghua one by one by him.

The essence, blood, mana and primordial spirit of the whole body are transformed into a Luo Sheng.

Then came the ten Taiyi ghost kings who were suppressed under the green vines.

The ghostly aura gradually rises, and ghost kings are turned into Luo Shenghua, growing in this vibrant land.

Then, there is the avatar of the Supreme Heiming, the avatar with the innate Yinming Qi as the carrier.

Now that the Black Underworld Supreme himself is being suppressed under the Tianjun Mountain, Qingling naturally has no scruples, and integrates this cloud of dark energy into the realm of death.

Finally, there is the bone spirit.

In this world of life and death, who is his opponent if he does not enter Daluo?
Under the venomous eyes of the Bone Essence, his beaten bones turned into ashes, and his primordial spirit blossomed.

Qingling looked at the [-] raspberry flowers swaying in the breeze, which were so bright and dazzling, and said to herself, "In the future, it will be good to be a flower grower.

I hope that one day I can plant my raspberry flowers all over the world! "

(End of this chapter)