Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 157 The Northern Territory
After [-] years of cultivation in the land boundary, Qingling still hasn't stepped out of the earth.

He swallowed a flat peach every ten thousand years, then refined the Dao for thousands of years, practiced Qi for a thousand years, and adjusted his breath for a thousand years to stabilize it.

After that, sit in meditation for 3000 years to realize the authentic way and pass through reincarnation.

Regardless of whether you have gained or not, you stop comprehending the authentic way, and turn to comprehend the wooden way for a thousand years, then use the three life stones to comprehend the three thousand years of life and death, and finally inspect the land boundary for a thousand years.

Then, swallow another flat peach, refine Dao Qi for another thousand years, and practice Qi for another thousand years...

Repeatedly, endlessly.

Such years have passed for a long time, until Qing Ling swallowed 65 flat peaches and lived 56 yuanhui.

His territory stayed for five yuanhui for a long time.

Even after the five Yuanhui passed, the land boundary remained unchanged.It's just that the bridge over the Wangchuan River gradually took shape, and more flowers bloomed on the other side of the river under the bridge.

Qing Ling stood up and looked back at the boundary, the Sansheng Stone radiated light, protecting Wangchuan Huangquan and Bianhua.

He is leaving.

He can't stay here forever.

Because Qingling is still the master of Duguang, and the ancestor of the snake clan.

Therefore, authenticity and him can never be fully integrated.That's why Tunto chose him.

Qingling walked out of the land and left quietly without anyone knowing.

Once out of the land, it is Beiyou.

The world is cold and everything is dying.

He watched the stars and the sun, and found himself in the prehistoric northern region.

The edge of the Northern Territory, close to the northeast.

Even standing here, separated by boundless mountains and rivers, you can still see the phantom of the incomplete stalwart in the south.

This is the first time that Qing Ling saw Bu Zhou phantom.

There is only one word in his mind, "big"!
It's too big to generate resistance, it's too big to shock people, and it's big enough to make people surrender.

Look across the eight wildernesses and the four fields, and look across the sky and the earth.

Shenshan is famous because Buzhou Mountain has achieved the word Buzhou.

Qingling wanted to go and see it very much, and he would go too.

But not yet.

Because he was going north.

Since he is the master of the tunnel, he has to go through all four regions.Needless to say, the Eastern Territory, who grew up here, is naturally familiar with it.

The southern region has traveled through the Southern Wilderness, and the western region has traveled through West Kunlun, so he has to travel through the northern region.

The north wind passes through the border, and the wilderness is dead.It's too cold here, and it's hard for living things to reproduce. There are no living things except cultivators.

Qingling walked on the Xuanjia wasteland in the north, where the north wind passed through thousands of miles of wasteland.

The sun rose from the east, and Qing Ling's elongated shadow was reflected on the horizon. The north wind blew his three thousand hairs, and the cold wind entered his heart again.

Qing Ling has been away for decades, but has never seen a single person.

On this day, the cold wind blows, and although there is no snow on the dry and cold land, it is colder than the world of ice and snow.

In the wind and dust, an old man moved forward at an extremely slow speed.

It takes one or three breaths to take a step, another three breaths to take a step forward, and three breaths to stabilize the ground, so he needs nine breaths for every step he takes.

The old man ignored Qing Ling, and the two approached each other.

Qingling took a breath every step, and the golden bell rang with every step.

The two gradually approached, and after a long time, Qing Ling walked up to the old man, bowed his hands and said without bending down, "See you, senior."

As an authentic master, he is no longer to be worshiped lightly.

The old man didn't seem to hear it, and continued to walk forward without hearing it.

Qing Ling smiled and said, "Senior, this junior is just here for a tour, and has no other intentions."

The old man still ignored him, and this step still took nine breaths to complete.

When the old man took the step of Qingling's body, the whole earth trembled slightly, and this movement spread to hundreds of millions of miles north.

Qingling remained unchanged, nodded and said: "Senior, this junior understands. Thank you, senior."

After speaking, the golden bell rose again and continued northward.

It wasn't until he walked a dozen steps that he heard an old voice behind him.

"slow~"

Qing Ling raised her eyebrows and turned around to look at the back of the old man who was still walking.

After three breaths, the old man said again: "Hey~"

Qing Ling was taken aback, and just about to ask, but remembered the first word the old man said, didn't it mean "slowly" together?

He watched the old man turn around little by little with great patience, took ten breaths, and then spoke again, saying, "You~"

……

Qing Ling waited quietly for a few breaths before hearing the second word.

"Then~is~that~di~dao~beginning~lord?"

After saying this sentence, Qing Ling really wanted to laugh, but she still held back.

"The junior is right!"

Seeing that he was about to speak slowly again, Qing Ling couldn't help but said: "Senior, although I am the master of the tunnel, I will not have any disputes with the senior, let alone harm the interests of the senior, so you can rest assured."

……

After ten breaths, Qingling heard the other party's voice again.

"Good! Wu~bu~li~hong~huang~cause~effect, like~this~very~good!"

After saying this, Qing Ling waited for a quarter of an hour.

"Senior, rest assured."

Hearing this, the old man stood in place for more than ten breaths before his body disappeared bit by bit and returned to the earth.

Qing Ling couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, the black turtle's body was so big that it caused such a slow speaking speed, it was even more tortoise than a tortoise, and even more sloth than a sloth.

As the master of the tunnel, he naturally knows that the continent under his feet is transformed by the black tortoise, which has been sleeping almost all the time. Although it cannot be transformed, the cultivation base and strength of the primordial spirit can be compared with the ten supreme beings of the ancient times, and it is immortal under the Hunyuan .

To kill the black turtle, it must have the power to destroy a quarter of the prehistoric land.

The entire northern region is the body of the black tortoise, and the only thing in the northern region is the black tortoise. All creatures in the northern region, and even the world of the northern region, are parasitic on it.

As for the Xuanwu Supreme, he lives in the abyss of the Arctic all year round, and the end of the wild north is not on the Xuangui Continent.

Qingling didn't go deep north, but walked obliquely to the northeast. After walking for thousands of years, his traces were imprinted on the ground.

The Dao Dao Zang Realm in the body has finally almost simulated the pseudo-prehistoric land.

In the north, it gets colder and colder as you go northeast, until the limit of the cold road, the temperature of the sky and the earth will never change, and it will remain at this temperature forever.

Then, it is white in the eyes.

The sky and the earth are as white as paper, the earth is pure white, the sky is pure white, the mountains are white, the water is white, the trees are white, and Qing Ling is the only blue on the white paper.

Tsing Yi was covered with snow, leaving traces at every step, a long footprint was left behind him, and gradually blurred from near to far, buried by the wind and snow.

The north wind is howling, and the ice and snow are cold.Wind passages, ice and snow passages, and water passages meet here to form a world of ice and snow.

Qingling has broken into the Yuanshen of the eighth heaven of Daluo Jinxian, and has comprehended the ice, wind, rain and snow for thousands of years.

Now Qingling's cultivation is still dominated by wood.

After that, the three paths of life and death are the second step, followed by the Dao of Time, the Dao of Kurong, the Dao of Tai Chi, the Dao of Wind, and the Dao of Blood.

Finally, the three paths of reincarnation, gold, water and fire are the weakest.

Although each of the thirteen kinds of Dao has different strengths and weaknesses, he at least comprehended each one far beyond the realm of Taiyi.

The thirteen paths form a cycle, and the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth form the five-element avenue, and then separate from the two paths of the earth and wind to form the four-element avenue of earth, wind, water and fire, the avenue of life and death, the avenue of life and death, the avenue of life and death, the avenue of reincarnation, and the avenue of Tai Chi. One life two.

And the "one" in one life and two is the root of Qingling's wooden way.

Among the thirteen paths, the twelve paths are outside, and the wooden path is inside.Twelve ways of defense and attack, wood way is energy.

Qingling's wooden way is not afraid of any restraint between heaven and earth.Because all the ways of heaven and earth are involved with the twelve heretical ways he practiced.

This is the reason why Qing Ling did not hesitate to scatter his energy and practice all kinds of ways.

Qingling only has the cultivation base of the eighth heaven of Da Luo Jinxian, but who would really regard him as Da Luo of the eighth heaven?
(End of this chapter)