Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 136
Hua Geng smiled lightly, the cloud is calm and the wind is light.Who is not a peerless beauty with a young face that is not old?Who has never been magnificent?
The girl climbed up the steps, step by step up the ladder of the avenue, and wherever she stepped, there was a golden glow flowing.

The golden splendor merged into a long golden river, and the long river flowed high to the sky, following Hua Geng.

Polishing millions of five qi and three flowers gathered on the top, when Hua Geng walked more than [-] steps, it turned into an acre of Qingyun, golden radiant flowers bloomed, golden tides and big waves churned, and the scene was myriad.

The beautiful woman walked ten thousand steps again, her face was flushed, she was out of breath, and it was difficult to continue.

The Taoism gradually declined, and the imprisonment of the Dao has made it difficult for her to continue.

Qingling below looked up and stared at that tough and unyielding figure, she could only choose to believe in her heart.

He gave Granny Hua Geng a chance to change her fate against the sky, but she could only do this.

Many Taiyi major repairs, even if they work hard for a lifetime, they cannot achieve the perfection of the five qi and three flowers. However, only three-tenths of the five-tenths of Taiyi who have perfected the law and the way can arouse the phenomena of the heavens and the earth, and only three-tenths of the phenomena of the heavens and the earth can be aroused. Among them, only one tenth of the miraculous people can reach the other side of Daluo.

Grandma Hua Geng used her great perseverance to achieve the perfection of the five qi and three flowers. Qingling changed her life against the sky and triggered the phenomena of heaven, earth and Taoism. Only she can achieve this step of ascending the Tao.

Hua Geng's face was already pale, and his body was trembling. Every time his footsteps were lifted up, every time he fell, his Yuanshen was struck by the vibration of Jin Geng Dao, and he was in great pain.

However, she raised her head, looked at the road with more than ten thousand steps left, gritted her teeth and went straight up.

The body faded away, and a golden snake went straight up the stairs. Every time it crawled forward, 36 golden snake scales would fall off its body, including flesh and blood.

But the resistance on the giant python's body was greatly reduced, and it struggled desperately to climb to the finish line.

Powerhouses from all directions paid attention to each other, Duguang's wild situation rose again, and Da Luo appeared in the world.

The golden python was covered with cuts and bruises, and there was a line of bloodstains on the long steps, which was the attachment to the Tao and Da Luo's belief.

The road ladder was very long, and the golden python was very tired and embarrassed, but he didn't stop.

Fifty-three thousand ladders, the golden python climbed for three days and three nights, and at the end it would stop for half a moment every step it climbed, little by little, even though its body was getting colder and the fear of life and death was shrouded, the golden python never turned back , never stopped.

With crazy obsession in the golden python's eyes, at the last step, the snake's body leaped over, Da Luo Daocheng!

The golden glow of heaven and earth is rolling in, and endless tides of spiritual energy are pouring in.The golden mang transforms a person, but he is not a beautiful woman, but an old woman, holding a staff and standing on the other side of Daluo.

The golden tide flows under her feet, the ladder she walked, the ladder she climbed, the ladder soaked in blood melted away one after another, and a golden bridge grafted the heaven and the earth.

On the golden river, Hua Geng, an old lady, stands at the head of the bridge, looking back at the other side, the flowers are invincible, and the golden flowers are bright.

A golden world is manifested, standing at the head of the bridge, its way is bright.

Qing Ling's face relaxed, and he smiled happily, "Congratulations to my mother-in-law who passed the Da Luo, transcending the world!"

Hua Geng put away the Dao Xiang, smiling all over his eyes: "It's still thanks to you. Without you, there would be no Hua Geng today."

Back then, her momentary kindness created an opportunity for Xi Shan to rejuvenate!
With respect in his eyes, Qing Ling said: "Grandma's courage and perseverance are even better than mine. It's just limited by blood and flesh."

"Hehe, time and fate. Since it is my fate, I have my own time." Hua Geng shook his head and laughed,
Qingling and Hua Geng returned to Xishan, they belonged to a family of Shuangda Luo, even among the entire Dragon Clan vassals, they were very few.

The entire Eastern Wilderness fell into silence because of the rise of Xishan, and the conquest of the Eastern Wilderness, which had been in turmoil for countless years, finally gradually subsided.

And Qing Ling finally got out of the mundane affairs and stepped into the practice of Daluo Realm.

Mi Tiansuo's 27-fold innate Taoism was refined by Qing Ling.

That day, above the Eastern Wasteland, green locks covered the sky and the sun, and countless green locks filled a part of the sky.

This Lingbao, which had been silent for countless years, finally returned to its original origin and manifested in the world of spirits.

And Qingling Yuanshen enters concentration, the left hand is the seal of the god of spring, the right hand is the seal of the ancestor, and the wooden way is the foundation, which is born horizontally and vertically to death, and is combined into one life and death.

Jianmu grows up and takes over the power of the first heaven and nine heavens.

The wind blows and dances, the wind is violent, there is no cloud or water in the first layer of the sky, the only thing is the wind.

Amidst the whistling of the wind, Jianmu gradually grew, growing one or three feet a day, and one foot a day. Although it was slow, it could be stable and continuous.

Jianmu is under the ravages of the strong wind, the branches and leaves are dead and alive, life and death, life and death are constantly changing, the way of the wind is to move.

Everything in the world does not move without wind, and everything that moves must have wind.

The whisper of the wind is like reciting a poem lightly, or like the fear of a ferocious wolf and tiger devouring everything.

Standing at the end of Jianmu, Qingling feels the air from all directions entering the body, the wind of nothingness, the wind of soul devouring, the wind of absolute cold, the wind of blackness, the wind of splitting body, the wind of golden spear, all kinds of winds have left their traces in a hundred times of destruction On a tree that has grown a hundred times.

Feel the whisper of the wind, the poetry of the wind, the wild dance of the wind, the howling of the wind, the catharsis of the wind, blowing the sky and the earth, and everything surrenders.

Qing Ling soars in all directions on the top of Jianmu, closing his eyes and feeling the wind, standing for thousands of years and then thousands of years.

In the sky full of wind, Jianmu rose ten feet high, the endless wind gathered in the center, and a majestic tornado surrounded Jianmu.

In the first world, Jian Mu's body was sunny and sunny, while in the first world, the wind was blowing in four directions, raging unbearably.

In the breath of the wind all over the sky, Qing Ling's whole body gradually softened with the wind, and the wind rose and fell with the heartbeat.

The Dao of Daluo is the ultimate of Dao, one way leads to it, and all dharmas are connected.

One yuan after another, time flows like water, time is long, time is like waterfall, and the building trees are so high.

On the top of Jianmu, the green spirit is bathed in silver light, and the time ripples, and the wind from thousands of years ago blows over Jinri Jianmu.

Qingling opened his eyes for a moment, a strong wind blew up, and the fury of the endless storm in the sky gathered like thunder, and the sound of piercing the air tore the eardrums, like a dragon singing and a tiger roaring, the wind pierced the sky for eternity.

Thousands of winds gather, Jianmu grows with the wind, grows over a hundred yuan in an instant, and the wind rises and the wood rises straight to the second heaven.

And Qingling Baimu Qingyun is also included in the Baimu wind breath, the wind and rain fall, Qingyun rises and falls overhead.

He uses the god of spring to control the power of the wind and rain, comprehends the avenue of wind, and comprehends that a path leads to the sky.

Qing Ling's luck has increased by three points, and his Taoism has risen to another level, becoming the second level of Daluo Jinxian.

On this day, it has been 12 years since Hua Geng Daluo, and he has passed the 50th meeting, with a life span of 640 million years.

The patriarch Jinxian has already fallen, with dozens of casualties, but he is still immortal and his appearance has not changed.

In addition to the life and death of Da Luo Dao in his body, in the sound of the world, there are more breezes and rains, or howling winds, guided by the wind, and the four seasons are rotated by the wind.

The longer Qingling practiced, the more silent his heart became in the ages, his emotions were difficult to flow, and he tended to be indifferent.

Even if the head of the patriarch passed away one by one, he just sighed with emotion and remained unmoved.

(End of this chapter)