Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 290
Prehistoric, north, the boundary of the Bingyan tribe in the 73 parts of His Royal Highness Xuanming.

The strong wind was howling, the blizzard was flying, and the white snow accumulated on the ground had been crushed into the ground.

"squeak"

"squeak"

A group of witches dressed in animal skins carried bows and arrows on their shoulders, and carried knives and axes in their hands. They marched against the wind and snow, leaving a long string of footprints behind them.

The leader was an old witch with a stooped body and wrinkled face, and behind him were dozens of strong and powerful witches.

"Uncle Campbell, we have been away for more than a few days, why haven't we returned to the tribe?" A strong witch asked eagerly.

The crooked old witch in the lead turned gloomy when he heard the words, "I'm afraid we were lost by the wind and snow, so we can only wait for the wind and snow to stop, and find our way back while the snow is still small."

As soon as this remark came out, dozens of witches looked ugly. Losing their way in the snowstorm, it was very dangerous.

The old witch of Campbell sighed and said, "Let's cast a snow nest here and rest for a night."

At this moment, a witch exclaimed in surprise: "Uncle Campbell, look ahead!"

Campbell tried to raise his head and looked in the direction he was pointing with his eyes wide open.

I saw a unique white figure slowly coming from a distance in the blizzard. Because the blizzard was too heavy, I couldn't see the person's appearance clearly for a while.

Campbell's face changed drastically immediately, and he shouted: "Be alert! I'm afraid the snow monster is coming, be careful to ambush!"

As soon as the words fell, dozens of witches were all serious, waiting for the battle, holding strong bows and crossbows, facing the coming people.

Campbell slowly took out a dagger from his body and looked at the person coming.

When the visitor approached, he saw a handsome young man rushing leisurely through the wind and snow.

But behind him, followed by two snow-white foxes, one person and two foxes walking together in ice and snow.

The expressions of all the wizards were gloomy, and the old witch of Campbell even said: "The person who comes is probably a transformed sky demon. We are invincible! You retreat quickly, and I will hold this demon back."

The young man in white approached, and a smile appeared on his handsome face, "It seems that you two will have a good time today!"

The two white foxes barked excitedly when they heard the chatter, and even drooled.

The young man in white stretched out his hand and slapped out his claws, the sharp light claws were particularly conspicuous in the snowstorm.

Campbell slashed out with a knife, and the earth witch's physical body was brought to the extreme.

The young man in white smiled and said, "It's not easy for an earth witch to block my blow."

Campbellu shouted: "Sao Fox dares to despise my witch clan?"

The white-clothed boy looked angry, and a huge white tail suddenly appeared behind him, and the white tail flew by, icy cold.

The old witch of Campbell was burning with blood all over his body, and he shouted angrily, but before he could move, he was frozen.

Dozens of witch men saw that the old witch was dead, their eyes were bloodshot, and none of them flinched in fear. They all rushed forward with weapons in their hands, wanting to kill the demon.

The young man in white said coldly: "Fox, kill them all."

The two little white foxes jumped out in an instant, turning into gigantic ones, and the sharp fox claws dyed the snow red in a short while.

The boy in white applauded: "Not bad!"

But at this moment, another voice came from behind him, "That's right."

The complexion of the boy in white changed drastically. He turned around and saw a man in green walking slowly, unexpectedly appearing beside him at some point.

He was terrified in his heart, the one who could get so close to him was at least a big monster!

The young man hurriedly bowed and saluted, "I don't know where the senior is?"

The man in Tsing Yi said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, you can call me Taoist Mu."

Hearing the words, the young man in white said respectfully: "The little demon Bai Li is the Heavenly Demon under the Demon Sage Jimeng. I pay my respects to Taoist Mu."

The man in Tsing Yi nodded, "Monster Ji Meng is stationed in the Beidou Department?"

Bai Li respectfully said: "That's right, senior is an old friend of the Demon Sage?"

The man in Tsing Yi shook his head and said nothing, then turned to look at the two white foxes who lowered their heads and ate the corpse of the witch.

Seeing that his expression did not show disgust, Bai Li couldn't help but feel relieved.I'm afraid that this senior is a fairy who hates monsters.

Qing Ling walked all the way to Beiming, and after nine hundred years of walking, he saw a living being for the first time.

It seems that both Liches and demons are taboo against Beiming, and their power distribution is far away from the land of Beiming.

Looking at the white fox eater below, he felt nothing in his heart, shook his head and continued on his way.

But Bai Li hurriedly bowed down and said: "The little demon Bai Li wishes senior all the best!"

Qing Ling, who had already walked a few steps, couldn't help laughing, this little demon is a bit smart.

He didn't look back, it was just that the illusory luck above Bai Li's head was a little greener, more vibrant.

If it is other living beings, if Lu Yu is kind and senior, he may not know how to apprentice or seek opportunities, but this little demon is unique.

Qingling didn't give him a little favor, but because of that word of blessing and power, he already got a chance.

Qingling gradually went away, and he walked to the south, thinking in his heart, the 28 monster tribes, I am afraid that they correspond to the 28 stars in the future.

Ji Meng is a fierce general of the monster clan, although he doesn't show it at this time, he will naturally become famous among all monsters in the future.

Qingling wandered all the way, and after some years, he met a witch tribe.It is one of the 73 parts of Xuanming Temple, a tribe with the existence of Wu Zun.

He saw the monsters being captured and brought back, the witches raised fire, sang in a circle, laughed and drank dirty wine, ate cooked meat, and were bold and unrestrained.

Qingling stood outside the tribe and watched indifferently, her heart remained calm.

A half-grown witch boy came over curiously, looked at him, and asked, "Which family do you belong to, Uncle?"

Qingling smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

Wutong shook his head pitifully and said: "Uncle, you are so thin, I'm afraid no aunt will take a fancy to you.

You see, my father's majestic body once killed an earth demon with his own hands! "

Qing Ling burst out laughing, looking at the muscular and half-foot-tall witch Wu Tong pointed out, if in the eyes of Xiandao, this kind of person is a reckless man, but in the eyes of the witch, he is a perfect witch.

He patted Wu Tong's head and asked: "Then your mother must be a beautiful aunt too, right?"

Wutong laughed and said, "That's right, my mother is also the bravest young aunt in the tribe. Uncle, why don't you come to our tribe to rest for a night?"

Qing Ling shook her head, "No. I still have to go south."

The witch boy tilted his head, and said: "Further to the south is Xuefeng Department, Qianxue Department... and finally Master Xuanming's Ancestral Witch Hall! There will be no such big monsters along the way, Uncle, just feel free to go on your way. "

Qing Ling said: "Thank you little brother, you must be a warrior in the future!"

Wu Tong smiled a little shyly when he heard the words, and he couldn't see anyone when he looked up.

His eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "Could it be that the big monster has come to eat the witch?" Thinking of this, he was so frightened that he ran and shouted: "Father, Father, the big monster is here! I'm so scared!"

Qingling smiled when he heard this, and continued to walk. He didn't have the magic power to shrink the ground into an inch, but just walked step by step, stepping on the ground and stepping into the soil.

Wu Tong saw him disappear, but he didn't want Wu Tong to see him again.

If there is no karma, the Dao can do the way, even if you walk relative to each other, you will just pass by, and you will have no chance to see.

At the same moment, an old man was sitting on a green ox, his eyes were calm, his hair and beard moved with the wind, the hoof of the ox stepped on the ground, and dust swirled and flew down the flowers and plants. There is no conflict with the hooves.

Even, the old man walked on a bull's-eye without even stopping the sun and the wind.

He moves with the flow, breathes and breathes, the sun and the moon complement each other, the laws of the world are big and shrink to the small, and the profoundness of the world is revealed with every movement of his hands and feet.

It's just that not far behind the old man, a woman in gray robe, like a toddler in Handan, trampled on many flowers and plants, and trampled to death how many ants.

It's a pity that the old man never took a look at the woman, and the woman didn't presumptuously take half a step.

In the east, a Taoist wears a jade crown on his head, holds Ruyi in one hand, strokes the dust with the other, steps on the clouds to celebrate, and is accompanied by a golden lamp.

The ants of all living beings are invisible, and the saints come in the eyes of those who are destined.

The Taoist walks to a mountain, dry mountains and stagnant water, lonely side.

There is only one small nunnery located in the deep mountain, among the dead vegetation, a small nunnery guards the last ray of vitality of this mountain, and I would like to waste time and time here for thousands of years.

Seeing this, the Taoist said, "It's rare to have such a Taoist heart."

When the words fell, the Taoist stepped on the mountain, and in an instant, the dead trees all over the mountain returned to spring, suddenly like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of trees and peach blossoms bloomed.

The Taoist nunnery located among the peach trees, singing birds and the fragrance of flowers in the mountains has become an artistic conception of a paradise.

Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, Taohua Fairy in Taohua Temple.

The old door of the Taoist nunnery was opened, and a young Taoist walked out quickly, looking at the rejuvenation of the mountains, his face was full of joy, and he bowed to the Taoist to salute, "Xiao Daoguang Chengzi, thank the Taoist priest for saving me a mountain of peach trees and grasses. "

There was a bit of a smile on the solemn face of the Taoist, and he said, "Would you like to be my disciple?"

The young Taoist bowed respectfully and said, "Xiao Dao is willing to be a senior disciple."

The Taoist smiled gratifiedly and helped him up.

A small wind from the mountains blows, and the peach blossoms fall like rain, dyeing the master and apprentice with the fragrance of flowers.

In the south, in the chaotic Lich disputes, a group of people carried a sword and walked all the way. On the way, swords and swords were scattered, and the flames of war raged, but the sword of the Taoist never came out of its sheath. Live an innocent life.

The Taoist walks the world with a smile. Although the sword has never been drawn, although the sword has not been sharpened, the Taoist has cultivated his heart with the world of mortals, and the sword has cut the world of mortals ten thousand feet.

In the west, a Taoist in sackcloth and bare feet walked into the sea of ​​blood, the bloody wind and waves passed under his feet, and the bone-biting water of the sea of ​​blood eroded the Taoist's feet again and again.

The Taoist still had a compassionate smile on his face, crossing the boundless sea of ​​blood, just to cross the glass flower on the other side.

In the southwest, under a weeping willow tree, an old Taoist with long eyebrows fell asleep cross-legged, with white catkins fluttering, the old Taoist has fallen into a dream, the whole body is quiet and peaceful, but a small cicada on the tree sings, but it is still in motion, the sky is white and the old willow , the Taoist, the little cicada and the breeze, have all fallen into a dream and fell into a light sleep.

In the chaos, the earth, wind, water and fire are raging, and the terror of Wei An is enough to destroy the weak hearts.

Nuwa wandered through the chaos, walking towards unknown and mysterious places. Her face was the exploration and pursuit of the profound meaning of good fortune. Standing in the unknown chaos, Nuwa looked at the endless chaos and said softly: "Chaos is boundless, good fortune more than."

(End of this chapter)