Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 146 Planting Flowers
The young man was dressed in a gray robe, his hair was tied up straight, and there were a pair of sentimental peach blossom eyes on his handsome face, which made him feel out of tune.

"Junior Xiaofengdi Mountain Master, Feng Xiaoshan, pay my respects to senior."

The corner of Qingling's mouth raised slightly uncontrollably: "Feng Xiaoshan? Good name!"

"Hey, thank you for your compliment, senior." He walked up to Qing Ling and said with a smile on his face, "Your name is rarely praised by juniors. You are the first person I've ever seen to praise juniors."

He originally had a handsome face, but because of his peach eyes and flattering smile, people felt that he had a mean smile.

Qing Ling didn't mind either, and asked, "You haven't seen me just now, why did you keep running?"

Feng Xiaoshan said embarrassingly: "This junior has poor eyesight, thought it was another enemy coming, so he fled through the air as soon as he sensed the aura."

Qingling glanced at him, and said calmly: "Then you have a hard life. Don't be careful of strong enemies all the time.

I'm afraid there is some spirit treasure being coveted, right? "

As soon as these words came out, Feng Xiaoshan's face turned pale instantly, she wanted to cry but said without tears: "Senior, please don't thank me, I was hunted and killed by the enemy and hid here, if there is really any spiritual treasure, how could I have fallen to this point?"

Qing Ling ignored his sophistry, but walked slowly with one hand behind his back, turned his back to him, looked at Lightning, and said to himself: "The winds in all directions are still here, and the ground veins are hard to pass. There is no treasure for thousands of miles." Spiritual things, presumably, should be made by absorbing spiritual energy from something conceived by wind, and this thing should have the ability to stabilize the wind.

Your figure is hidden, both real and illusory, and your escape technique is good at wind, presumably you must be born with the spirit of wind. "

As soon as these words came out, Feng Xiaoshan, who was about to leave quietly, was shocked, and the escapism that had been prepared in secret also stopped.Busily knelt down on his knees, crying and praying: "Senior, spare your life, senior, spare your life, and this junior is willing to give you a spiritual object, I just ask you to spare this humble life of this junior."

Qing Ling turned around and looked at Feng Xiaoshan who was as humble as an ant, and couldn't help but think of the embarrassment he had faced the Venerable Golden Immortal Mo Chan back then when he was a celestial being.

Slightly raising his sleeves, he held Feng Xiaoshan up, smiled lightly and said, "Lingbao has a spirit, if you choose to be the master, then it's yours."

Feng Xiaoshan was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed and said: "Thank you for your kindness, senior."

Qingling sighed leisurely, when she can't stop being greedy, she will be merciful.Feng Xiaoshan's humbleness is just a microcosm of the hundreds of millions of creatures in the prehistoric world. The weak seek an inch, and they are so humble that they can do anything.

"Which boundary is this? How far is it from the Western Regions?"

"Senior, this is the buffer place between the eastern vassals of the Qilin clan and the northern vassals of the Feng clan. It is probably hundreds of millions of miles away from the Western Regions. This junior does not have the strength to cross the chaotic region. I really don't know.

Moreover, in the past 3000 years, the ancestor of the Eastern Azure Dragon led the dragon army to personally attack the Donglin Secret Realm, and many cultivators and ethnic groups came to this chaotic place with nowhere to go.

Today's chaotic place is extremely chaotic and extremely dangerous.Of course, for an existence like you, senior, it is naturally not a hindrance. "

Feng Xiaoshan told a lot about the situation in the chaotic land with an apologetic smile the whole time, and boasted about Qingling without any trace.

Qing Ling nodded and said, "Okay, you can go."

When Feng Xiaoshan heard this, he hurriedly said happily, "Thank you, senior, and this junior will bid farewell."

As soon as the words fell, the person flew into the sky, the wind swept away the clouds, and he disappeared.

Qingling shook her head helplessly, she really lived up to her name, Feng Xiaoshan.Of course, he didn't say the half of the sentence that he didn't say later.

It is good to be cautious and small, but sometimes too many opportunities are always missed.

Qingling climbed over the mountain, and her sight was blocked by the continuous hills.

However, he still saw that mountain among hundreds of millions of mountains and seas!
Even though hundreds of millions of miles away, the sacred mountain can already be seen.

As high as the sky, as wide as the sky and the earth, a double shadow can control thousands of mountains.Heaven and earth sacred mountain, not Zhou.

The eternity is not the same, although only a glimpse of a shadow, but it has already entered the mind.

Qingling walked in a hurry, the golden bell rang, and the wind was slightly rushing.

There was a longing in him, an urgent longing.

He wants to go to Buzhou to have a look, not just at the bottom of the mountain, he also wants to climb the mountain, to climb this sacred mountain, Pangu's spine is transformed.

Qingling's footsteps quickened, and she walked briskly.

Every step is a hundred miles, every step is a hundred miles, every day is a hundred miles.

I don't know the distance of the journey, how can the road to the west be more than one hundred and eight thousand miles away?

Qingling walked all the way, and the obstacles were unknown, but in the end they all turned into red flowers under his feet.

In the vast wilderness, the dense green grass is more than ten feet high, like a tree.

On the grassland, thousands of wolves are galloping, each of them has a size of hundreds of feet, and there are even giant wolves of thousands or even ten thousand feet.

Ten thousand wolves are like a whirlpool, scattered all over the place, and there is an open space in the center.

Four giant wolves of more than [-] feet stand shoulder to shoulder with thousands of mountains, standing in all directions.

In the center of the four wolves, there is only one young man in green robe.

The howling of the wolves was mixed with the soft ringing of jingle bells from time to time.

"Everyone, why do you stir up dust?"

The leader of the four wolves, black, white, gold, and green, said: "The Huli Prairie is the habitat of our wild wolf clan. It is really unreasonable for your Excellency to trespass."

Qingling couldn't help laughing when he heard the words: "This world was created by the Great God Pan Gu, and belongs to all living beings. Why do you say this?
Besides, I just want to leave, can you stop me? "

Hei Lang sighed: "If you can't stop it, you have to stop it. Senior, we are ordered, we must obey. The ancestors of our clan invite seniors to live in the grassland temporarily."

"Oh? Just relying on four Taiyis, dozens of golden immortals?" Qing Ling laughed lightly, and said, "It seems that a flower person like me can't be idle."

"Flower planter!" Qinglang exclaimed: "Senior is the flower planter who is rumored to 'plant three thousand flowers, Yin and Yang will never die'?"

"Oh? When did I have this title?" Qing Ling couldn't help laughing.

"what?"

The expressions of the three wolves of black, white and gold all changed drastically.

Since thousands of years ago, in the southern wasteland, there has often been a powerful man walking on foot, without showing any breath, and always being provoked by blind cultivators.

However, all the cultivators who provoked this powerful cultivator were planted into the flowers, and they were imprisoned in place forever without life or death.

Boring Golden Immortal or Taiyi, neither is exempt from vulgarity, neither is spared.

Even the successors of the Da Luo Jinxian, and even the sons of the Tianjue Leopard Clan were planted in flowers and stood on the cliffs.

Later, Da Neng of the Tianjue Leopard Clan took the flower himself, but only ended up with a bloody flower exploding itself, and the Holy Son fell.

Although the four wolves have the backing of Da Luo's ancestor, they still feel guilty in the face of this strange power.

Qingling smiled and said: "Now that you all know who I am, you should be obedient, get into my flowers, and find your own home."

After all, with a slight lift of his sleeves, the Tao seeds that had already been planted in the hearts of the four wolves through their eyes began to germinate, absorbing their energy and spirit, and living in the heart.

The great pain made the four wolves terrified, and the feeling of being robbed of their vitality was definitely an unbearable pain.

The four wolves screamed, and Taiyi's power surged wildly, hoping to suppress the strange flower seeds in his body.

Qing Ling smiled, and said: "There are four more flowers, and you will become one of the 130 three Luo Sheng."

For the enemy, he has absolutely no mercy.

Qingling is not a merciful person, nor is he a great benevolent person. Since he has a cause with me, he needs you to bloom!
Three thousand flowers enter the pagoda, and three thousand dao seeds enter reincarnation.He will continue to grow flowers.

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