Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 165
And the more they knew, the less they dared to show themselves.

In this era of strong men like clouds, they were born too late, and they have already lost the luck of this era.

Moreover, being born in Sumeru is both a misfortune and a blessing.Once they take shape, they will be entangled with this era endlessly.

Qingling didn't have any calculations with these two, she just had mental calculations but didn't care, and wanted to form a good relationship.Whether they take shape or not is up to them.

On Mount Sumeru, he only has two minds.One is to cultivate, and the other is to leave.

The former is aboveboard, and the latter is cautious.

Qingling sat cross-legged, and the Taoist elephant of Qingyun opened up on the top, and it was so huge that [-] acres of Qingyun filled the Eight Treasures Pond.

The master of wooden Taoism emerges like a phantom of Jianmu, absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, enters Qingyun, walks around the Taoist body, and then turns into dharma, ascends into power, and replenishes into Qingyun.

The sapphire umbrella is a top-grade spirit treasure that shines extremely brightly, and is kept in Qingyun.

As for Qingling under Qingyun, his primordial spirit is dual-purpose, practicing qi and Taoism while doing small movements.

The seal of the God of Spring on the brows of the villain of the Yuanshen flickered, echoing the land of the God of Spring hundreds of millions of miles away.

Although all the spiritual objects in Du Guangzhong belonged to him, they were too far away, spanning the entire prehistoric world, and he couldn't directly perceive them with his cultivation base.

What's more, there are many magic restrictions outside the Eight Treasures Pond, imprisoning the void, and it is simply an extravagant hope to perceive spiritual things with his divine sense.

If he has the cultivation base of Qinglong, pointing his sword at the sky from hundreds of millions of miles away, he will destroy the world and destroy the world, and this mere prohibition is nothing to worry about.

But with that kind of cultivation, he would not be brought back to Sumeru by Rahu at all.

In Du Guang's field, the four defenders each sit in one side, practicing the avenue.

Da Luo is a realm, if there is no extremely high heel, or against the weather, it is an unreachable realm for ordinary monks.

At that time, there were hundreds of clans in the Eastern Wilderness, and there were hundreds of millions of people, but only the three major clans were passed down from generation to generation before they entered the realm of Da Luo.

Hua Geng's mother-in-law was able to become a big Luo because Qingling did not hesitate to use Baifu to swallow the luck of everyone's big Luos to help her, absorb the decline and send prosperity, and Qingling reversed the five declines of Hua Geng's heaven and human beings with the source of the Kurong Dao.

Although the four guards gave Qing Ling the protection of luck and some luck for guarding Jianmu, but there is still a long way to go before reaching the first realm of Daluo.

In the north, Beixu had doubts in her eyes. She looked at the giant tree behind her, the giant tree that had soared into the eighth heaven, the largest giant tree in the world.

Jianmu, who has always been stable, has often experienced abnormal fluctuations in spiritual power in the past thousand years, but it is difficult to find anything after careful inspection.

The black panther guarding the east also raised his head from time to time to look at the standing red-leaf chrysanthemum. The red-leaf chrysanthemum has lost nine of its leaves in the past thousand years. Falling leaves are treasures with innate spiritual roots, but it also has an unknown symbolic meaning.

The black panther felt uneasy, and pondered for a long time, the flesh and blood between the brows and the god lines opened, shooting out a phantom of divine light.

In the light and shadow, three figures appeared.

Black Panther cupped his fists and said, "I'm disturbing the three of you."

Bai Fu smiled and said, "What's the matter, fellow Taoist?"

On the other side, You also showed doubts on his face, and his spiritual wisdom was greatly enlightened after the purple Youlian bred more than ten Yuanhui.

The black panther said solemnly: "Three, the red leaf chrysanthemum is the Taoist companion's spiritual creature, and it is an innate spiritual root. Usually, it has never shed a single leaf in ten thousand years, but in the last thousand years, eight leaves have fallen, and the Taoist has traveled several times. Yuan Hui did not return.

This……"

Bei Xu frowned, and said, "I also often perceive that Jianmu has abnormal spiritual power, but I can't sense it."

Said in a deep voice: "That is to say, the Taoist may..."

The other three looked at You at the same time, and You shut up instantly.He knew that every time this happened, he must have said something wrong.

Bai Fu opened his mouth and said: "I am connected with the Taoist master's blessings and misfortunes. Although I can't directly find out the Lord, but my misfortunes and fortunes have not changed a lot. I think the Taoist master should be fine."

Bei Xu was puzzled and said, "The abnormality of Jianmu and the falling leaves of red leaves must be related to the Taoist master.

But if it is a Taoist master, why not manifest it directly? "

Bai Fu's mind was moved, and he said: "Could it be that the Taoist master couldn't directly manifest for some reason, or maybe the Taoist master didn't want to attract the attention of some great supernatural beings?"

Speaking of this, he thought of something instantly, and said, "Brother Black Leopard, where are the fallen leaves of Red Leaf Toon?"

The panther immediately waved his hand, and eight red leaves emerged.

He whispered: "Where are the Eight Leopards?"

As soon as the words fell, the eight golden fairy black panthers rushed over.

"Meet the ancestors."

"The eight of you will send this Eight Leaves to the Nishino Boundary Guard Envoy. If anything goes wrong, be careful with your lives!"

Babao's heart trembled, the ancestors were so fierce for the first time, they responded quickly, each of them harvested a leaf, and rushed to the west of Duguang.

After the eight leopards left, the black leopard said: "Brother Bai Fu, I have sent those leopard cubs there, and I think they will be delivered later."

Bai Fu nodded, and said solemnly: "This matter is top secret, and you must not let the juniors know. I will inform you after I have explored it with the seniors of Xianta Qiling."

But half an hour later, Babao delivered Baye to Bai Fu.

Bai Fu waved them back and ordered Wan Bat not to approach the tower.

Holding the eight leaves, he walked into the Derivative Tower, and said respectfully: "Senior Qi Ling, senior Qi Ling, please show up and see."

……

Half pay, no one answered.

Bai Fu was not in a hurry, and called again: "Senior Qi Ling, the Taoist master has come to see you."

Before the words fell, a white-haired old man flashed out of the Derivation Tower as bright as daylight for a moment.

He glanced at it, and knew that he was cheated by Bai Fu, and said coldly: "Boy, why did you trick me out?"

Bai Fu smiled and said: "Senior, calm down, calm down.

I shouldn't have disturbed your sleep, but now, you look at this thing. "

With a wave of his hand, the eight leaves floated up, and each red leaf was rosy and flawless, and it was a rare spiritual material.

The white-haired old man narrowed his eyes, took Yiye and looked at it carefully for a moment.

Immediately, he frowned and stretched out his hand to touch the eight leaves. Countless light chains emerged inside the pagoda, passing through the red leaves, and the red leaves disappeared in an instant, leaving only tiny particles of dust.

The eight dust particles unite into one place, turning into a little soybean-sized soul essence.

When Bai Fu saw it, he immediately said happily: "Master!"

The soy-bean-sized soul immediately transmitted the voice: "Don't pass it on!"

Bai Fu hurriedly nodded in agreement.

The white-haired old man clicked his tongue and said in amazement: "You are so careful, how much trouble did you cause?"

The soy bean spirit transmitted the voice: "It's a big trouble. This time, I will ask Qi Ling to help me."

"The old man should be in deep sleep and can't help."

"I'll take you to meet the Sansheng Stone when I have time."

"The old man said, no... wait," the white-haired old man said in shock, "Sanshengshi! I'll help! I'll help!

Lord, please command. "

The soybean-sized spirit said with a smile: "The troublesome device is smart and uses the original source to strengthen my spirit."

The corner of the white-haired old man's mouth twitched, but he still said: "Okay, Taoist, don't worry."

Qing Ling smiled and said: "Thank you Qi Ling, I will try my best to mobilize the power of Jianmu to help you and speed up this step."

"Bai Fu, from now on, every leaf that falls from the Red Leaf Toon must be sent to the Derivative Tower, and there is no room for loss. Moreover, you four guardians must not stimulate the spirits guarding the four directions. Anyone know!"

Bai Fu felt a sense of awe in his heart, and respectfully said yes.

As soon as the words fell, the soybean-sized spirit lost its voice and quietly floated in the air.

Bai Fu asked: "Senior Qi Ling, what's going on?"

The white-haired old man rolled his eyes at him, "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, the horror of those great supernatural beings in the world is far beyond your imagination. It's better not to know."

……

On Mount Sumeru, in the Eight Treasures Pool, Qingling Yuanshen stopped practicing, Qing Yun dissipated, Yuanshen was exhausted.

He separated strands of primordial spirits, using the Spring God Seal as a bridge and the Red Leaf Toon as the receiving point, and passed on the power of heaven and earth to hide in the red leaves.

On Mount Sumeru, no teleportation circle or void vertical and horizontal technique could escape Rahu's perception.

But his tiny soul is hidden in the alternation of spring and winter in the West, and even Luo Hu cannot fully detect the sequence of heaven and earth.

He will spend a hundred years in a Yuanhui to separate out a strand, and a total of [-]% of the power of the Yuanshen will be allocated, and the Yuanshen of this Yuanhui will be self-cultivated and perfected, so that no one will find out the lack of his Yuanshen.

And this [-]% of the power of the primordial spirit will secretly grow in the derivative tower, and then merge into Jianmu, at the cost of distraction, mobilize Jianmu to summon the deity who has the same origin as the spirit.

This project is a huge project and will take a long time, but for those with great supernatural powers, it is not too much to set up a game of tens or hundreds of yuan.

But the premise of this plan is that he needs to cultivate to the eleventh level and become a great power of heaven and earth, so that Jianmu will have enough strength.

And he also had to have enough strength to resist Luo Hu for a while, until the arrival of the ancestor of Qinglong.

Although the power of heaven and earth will still be manipulated by an existence like Luo Hu, it will never be easily destroyed.

In the Eight Treasures Pool, Qingling practiced peacefully, quietly distracted.

He is like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark waiting for an opportunity, but instead of hunting and killing, he escapes.

If the great catastrophe of the Longhan era should be in the west, if Qing Ling does not leave here, he will undoubtedly die.

Qingling is not like Bodhi and Bailian, who can stay here safely with the blessing of the great luck of the West.

He can only stay in the West, but cannot live in the West for a long time.Otherwise, he will inevitably fall into the magic way.

Even if he has [-]% Pangu luck in his body, Luo Hu will not force him to keep everything except the west, but his root is in the east, in the wilderness of Duguang.

Qing Ling has never been a person who is good at compromise.

(End of this chapter)