Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 158 Kunzhi
Qingling didn't pursue extremely fast advancement, and the most indispensable thing in Honghuang was time.

If you go astray in order to step into a higher realm earlier, countless years can't make up for it.

Therefore, even with the first-generation Pantao's supreme avenue law, even with the luck of Jianmu Chengtian, the blessing of the earth's veins from the master of the tunnel, and the heel of the [-] Taoist steps, he is still only the eighth heaven of Daluo.

Qingling walks the road very steadily, pushing forward little by little, never begging urgently.

Da Luo Qingyun also increased from [-] mu to [-] mu.It has surpassed the general Daluo Jinxian Ten Chongtian Qianmu Qingyun.

The thousand acres of Qingyun Daoxiang are all manifestations of his magic power.It is a little bit of condensation.

Qingling re-smelted the spiritual treasure "Shen Zhu" in the land, quenching the body in the sea of ​​blood, refining the gods in reincarnation, soaking in the underworld, washing the arrows in the river of forgetfulness, engraved thirteen avenue patterns into the gods, and its power has been multiplied many times .

The cold wind in the north is getting stronger and stronger, the ice and snow are howling, and it is extremely cold for thousands of miles.

The blizzard and snow turned everything beyond the line of sight into white.Even without mentioning the extreme coldness, the sky full of ice and snow is enough to make a living being lost.

Qing Ling walked for a long time, and when he came, he was covered in cold air, and the ice entered his body.

Until, he stopped in front of a huge monument.

Look up and see the huge monument.

Between the ice and snow, stands the sacred stone, whose body is no longer visible, and has been covered in pure white by countless ice and snow.

There are two avenues engraved on it, which are "North Ming"!
Zhi Yi blows the cold snow and asks the mayfly, which is mysterious and immeasurable.Gu Pansheng brilliance Hongmeng, throbbing like a dream.

Qingling came to Beiming.

The Beiming Sea is a vast ocean. It is a sea, but there are no dragons.

Because there is a fish in Mingbei, its name is Kun, and the size of Kun does not know how many thousands of miles it is.

This is the territory of an ancient beast, and also the territory of a family.

Here is the first Kunpeng in the world, the ancestor of this family.This family is a family of one person!

His name is Kunpeng, he is the only Kunpeng in the world, and he is the only one in his clan.

But beyond the sky, You Tian Kunpeng swims with the wind.

But in the sea of ​​thunder, the divine thunder Kunpeng spread its wings and soared high.

There are many kunpeng in the world, but all kunpeng are just the ancestor of kunpeng.

This Dao is not to kill three corpses, each incarnation is not an incarnation.

In this era, many powerful avatars are unique existences that are vague and cannot be simply attributed to avatars.

Qingling walked step by step into Beiming, the ancestral land of Kunpeng.

The wind is high and the waves are violent, the sky and the earth are gloomy, the sky and the earth are white, and the sea is blue in the north.

However, the water in seawater is far colder than ice and snow, but it cannot condense into ice.

The Qingling Pagoda is on top of it, and a slender river flows out from under its feet, flowing slowly. This is the long river of time he built.

It's just very short, thin and very small, no more than one foot.

The scenery of Beiming, apart from the magnificence at first sight, is just a single drop.

Day and blue sea, no island, no soul, no thing.

Qingling walked on the sea, and another river was born in the long river of time under his feet.

This river is the manifestation of the Way of Water.

Under Qing Ling's perception, the waterway gradually grew stronger.

One step is one step, and one step is a thousand miles.Ice and snow are water, everything is water, the sky is water, the earth is water, everything begins with water.

Qingling walked in the Beiming Sea, the violent sea gradually calmed down, and the noisy waves became smooth.

His water is still water, while Beiming water is moving water.

With the combination of stillness and movement, the cold water gradually heated up, but the higher the temperature of the water, the more it froze.

Therefore, wherever Qing Ling walked, everything turned into a sea of ​​ice.

Beiminghai has been enlightened for thousands of years, and has never seen many living beings, only a few ice and snow elves born between heaven and earth have appeared.

The Qingling waterway was gradually formed, and it had already stopped and turned back.

But suddenly he heard a wind blowing up in his ears, and he sensed the surroundings with the wind way of Yuanshen.

Suddenly a voice appeared beside him.

Qing Ling was taken aback, and looked at the person coming.

The visitor was dressed in a gray robe, with a cold demeanor, although his eyes were somewhat melancholy, but his natural beauty made him a pitiful depressed young man.

It wasn't until Qingling finished sizing up the other party that there was a wind blowing across the sky, the storm swept across the north and came from the south, and the strong wind reached in front of him.

Qingling was startled, this is faster than the wind, no, it is faster than the speed of the void, his speed has far exceeded the wind, so that others have arrived, but the wind caused by it is still long overdue.

The wind only slowed him down.

"who are you?"

The young man tilted his head suspiciously and asked.

"Who are you?" Qing Ling asked back.

The young man lowered his head and said weakly, "I am a little bird."

Qing Ling was taken aback, and asked back: "How small?"

The next moment, a giant bird thousands of miles away appeared in front of him, like a continent.

"This, is it still called small?" Qingling said in shock: "You are really big, the biggest bird I have ever seen."

The giant bird disappeared, and the depression on the young man's face disappeared a lot. There was even a hint of joy, and he said, "Really? Am I really big? Didn't you lie to me?"

Qing Ling couldn't help laughing, feeling that the melancholy young man in front of him was a little dazed, so he reached out and stroked his short hair, and said, "I didn't lie to you, it's really big."

"My name is Kun, what about you?" The blue pupils in the young man's eyes were like oceans, making people intoxicated.

Qing Ling smiled back, "My name is Qing Ling. I come from the Eastern Wasteland."

"Oh~" the young man was surprised: "Donghuang? Where is that? Isn't there only the white and blue of Beiming in the world?"

Qing Ling immediately asked: "Have you never been out of Beiming?"

"Isn't heaven and earth just Beiming?"

"How could the world be Beiming?" Qing Ling couldn't help but be gentle, raised his right hand, pointed to the southeast, and said with a smile: "There, the southeast of Beiming, keep walking, you can see a very big tree, I came from under that tree."

"Tree? What is a tree?" Kun frowned and asked in bewilderment.

……

Qing Ling didn't know what to say.The Kun in front of him was also the existence of Daluo Jinxian after all, and he didn't even know about the tree.

"You, have you never been out of Beiming?"

"That's right. They say that Beiming is heaven and earth, and heaven and earth are Beiming. This world is only so big." Kun scratched his head, his face full of entanglements, and he didn't know who to believe.

Qingling couldn't help feeling a little pity for Kun, and said softly: "Then you must have never seen spring outside, do you want to see it?"

"Chun? What is that?" Kun put another big question mark, "I want to see it, I want to see it."

Qing Ling saw waves in his ocean-like eyes, smiled, and with a flick of his sleeve, the ancient map slowly unfolded, laying out the hollow.

In an instant, the sky turns blue, the earth turns yellow and black, the sky is full of clouds and golden clouds, the sun rises from the east and the morning light shines, hundreds of flowers bloom, green grass is endless, birds, beasts, insects and fish, bees, butterflies, rain and dew, and the spring breeze is ten miles away.

Kun opened his eyes wide for a moment, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief. Everything in front of him subverted his cognition. It turns out that the world is still like this.

The flowers, grass, trees, birds, fish, insects, and animals here are all fresh and bright.

Qing Ling looked at Kun Huan like a child who got a new toy and smirked, walked into the picture of spring, waved one hand, thousands of flowers and grasses floated up, countless petals floated up, the grass was fragrant, the dandelions were pure white, the golden glow field, as beautiful as the middle scene of the painting , the scenery is the object in the painting.

"This is the spring that blooms for you alone. It blooms in the North Sea, unfolds in the ice and snow, and is not afraid of storms. It is just for you to watch."

The depression in Kun's eyes seemed to have turned into excitement. At this moment, his eyes were no longer filled with oceans and blues, but also stars and seas.

He exclaimed in surprise, "It's so beautiful!

It turns out that there is not only Beiming in the world, it turns out that there is not only ice, wind, snow and water in the world.It turns out that the outside world is so colorful. "

Kun ran unscrupulously in the spring fields, every flower, grass and tree were his surprises.

But at this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the north: "Kun! What are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)