Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 360
The Six Paths of Reincarnation was established, and the Wu Clan also had a saint-like existence.Even if no one knows the strength of this authentic saint, no one will dare to provoke him, let alone share a piece of fat with him.

With the tunnel of reincarnation, it is already a core that cannot be ignored in the prehistoric world. All things reincarnate in this life and the afterlife, and there are too many things that can be planned and calculated. If one can enter the tunnel, the powers of the world will be jealous.

But there is an authentic saint sitting in town, no one dares to commit such a fool.

The eleven ancestral witches retreated to the ancestral witch hall. The Houtu main hall was not closed, but there was an additional ancestor witch named Chenghuang, with white hair and a fox-like shape with two horns on his back.

Cheng Huang got the brains and blood of the ancestral witch in Houtu, as well as the blood essence of Pangu in the Pangu Palace, and forcibly promoted to the realm of the ancestral witch, whose lifespan would not last more than two hundred yuan.

This is what Houtu left behind for the Witch Clan, and it also represents the coming end of the Lich Age.

If the lich can drag it on, drag it on, and when Cheng Huang dies, the Tianshensha formation will be broken, and the Zhoutian star formation with the endless starry sky can suppress and kill the witch clan.

But the lich could no longer drag on.

The two clans have experienced more than 200 conflicts in the society, and they have forged countless mortal enemies for a long time.

The son of the witch kills the demon, the son of the witch kills the grandson of the witch, the grandson of the witch kills the father of the witch... the children and grandchildren have accumulated for generations, and the hatred has long been entrenched.

Xihe came to Duguang, brought the bodies of nine Golden Crows, and left reluctantly.

Qingling comforted her that mother and son would meet again at last.

Xi He wiped away tears and left, thanking him again and again.

Duguang has returned to tranquility. Unlike the prehistoric era, the catastrophe has been manifested, the aura of catastrophe in the world has been released, and Jianmuxia is still like a paradise.

Every tens of thousands of years, Qingling returns a Golden Immortal of Explanation and Education, three Yuan Hui, and twelve Golden Immortals all belong to Kunlun.

Guang Chengzi, who had been tortured for a long time by the impermanence of black and white, was able to return to Kunlun. After suffering such a heavy ordeal, the Twelve Golden Immortals lost all vigor.

Qing Ling never made things difficult for these juniors, and the fight between him and Yuan Shi could not let these juniors get away.

He stepped onto the Jianmu and sat on the top of the 32-story high Jianmu again. This time, he will not get up again until he achieves Hunyuan.

Qingling raised his hand, and fourteen drops of Pangu's blood appeared on the top of the tree.

As time passed, nine drops of Pangu's blood essence fell into Jianmu.

Among them were the three drops of extremely pure Pangu blood.

The remaining five drops were put away by Qing Ling again.

Nine is the extreme number, and the construction of wood cannot be repeated.

Nine drops of Pangu's blood melted into Jianmu, shaped the root source of Jianmu, strengthened the 32-fold sky-high body of Jianmu, tamped the foundation, and tempered the wood body, one after another, again and again.

Pangu's blood has merged into Jianmu, and Jianmu has Pangu's blood, so he naturally has a feeling for this Pangu world.

The root of Jianmu absorbs the evil energy of the earth, and the top of Jianmu gathers the power of the celestial gang, and all the evil spirits of the sky and the earth are in Jianmu, making Jianmu's body stronger.

Only in this way, even if the sky collapses, Jianmu can still support one or two.

East China Sea, in the ancestral cave, the ancestor of the yellow dragon got up, and hundreds of young dragons in the cave knelt down on the ground.

The ancestor of the Yellow Dragon sighed, "Our fate is over. In the ancient times of dragons and phoenixes, the dragon clan sheltered me for two hundred yuan, but now in the age of liches, I shelter the dragon clan for a lifetime.

The past and predecessors have all disappeared.

You have all grown up, and the future of the Dragon Clan is about to fall on you!
Ying Long, before Zhu Long returned, you were the leader of the Dragon Clan!

Even after Zhulong returns in the future, you still need to act according to my plan, remember it!Whether the dragon clan can last for countless generations or not depends on whether you can follow my plan! "

A young man with a firm face bowed down, "Ying Long must obey the order of the ancestor, and never die!"

The ancestor of the Yellow Dragon nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile: "I hope that one day, the sky and the earth will reappear as dragons soaring into the sea, flying into the sky, fighting in the wild, and mighty. At that time, everyone and I will be honored!"

The ancestor of the yellow dragon laughed out loud, transformed into a five-clawed yellow dragon, pierced the sea and flew into the sky, the dragon soared above the vast ocean, and the dragon roared all over the world.

In the ancestral dragon lair, hundreds of real dragons respectfully bowed down, "Send off the ancestor!"

The Dragon King of the Four Seas, the gods of thousands of rivers, rivers, lakes and seas, and all dragon bloodlines, all worship him.

On Jinao Island, a sense of silence appeared in Tongtian's eyes. Longevity is easy, freedom is difficult, and the road leads to the sky.

The ancestor of Huanglong flew to the nine heavens, and flew into the top of the 32-story building tree to meet Qingling.

Qing Ling said with a smile: "I thought you would stay longer, but I didn't expect you to be so willing to give up those dragon cubs?"

The ancestor of Huanglong shook his head and smiled, "So what if it's sooner or later? The past is the past after all, and we should consider the present."

Qingling nodded, stretched out a palm to face Huanglong Tianling, and sent a beam of spiritual light.

"Go ahead and give this thing to me."

The ancestor of Huanglong was stunned for a moment, and noticed something in the sky spirit, and said: "You can't use this thing even if it is sent into chaos?"

Qing Ling shook his head, "This kind of thing is tasteless to other people, but it has specific uses for certain people."

Seeing this, Huang Long didn't worry anymore, he stretched out his hand, and the Seal of Ten Thousand Dragons and the Banner of Qinglian Treasure Color emerged.

"These two things should be left to you for safekeeping."

"Why did you bring this flag?" Qingling smiled and said, "You ancestor can take out the Dragon Clan's wealth."

The first ancestor of Huanglong said helplessly: "The Dragon Clan does not have me to sit in the town, I am afraid that such a treasure will be remembered by others, so it is naturally safer to put it on the Jianmu.

You and I are one, so I naturally know what you are thinking.The Seal of Ten Thousand Dragons can only belong to the Dragon Clan, no matter how powerful it is, it cannot be moved.The Qinglian Baose Banner is my reward for sitting in charge of the Dragon Clan and planning painstakingly for the Dragon Clan. "

Qingling sighed, "Unfortunately, it is impossible for the five congenital flags to be held by one person, nor is it possible for the four congenital lotus platforms to be held by one person. Otherwise, with my wooden way, I may not be able to trace back to the origin and return to the eighteenth grade lotus platform!"

The first ancestor of Huanglong said disapprovingly: "If you snatch Xiantian Chiguai, Sanbao Ruyi, Qingping Sword again, wouldn't it be possible for the 24th grade lotus platform?"

This sentence made Qing Ling startled and fell into deep thought.

The ancestor of the Yellow Dragon left the prehistoric world and entered the chaos. After this time, there will never be another ancestor of the Yellow Dragon in the world!

Qingling was silent on the top of Jianmu. The 36th-grade Good Fortune Qinglian is the mother who gave birth to Pangu. no.

At the same time, the 36th grade Good Fortune Qinglian is the Wooden Road, the Good Fortune Avenue, the Life and Death Dry Prosperity Road... the origin of dozens of roads, and even the end point of the Wooden Road is just its first-grade lotus platform.

He has always had an idea in his heart, that is the resurrection lotus platform.

There is no need to think about the chaotic lotus platform above the 24th rank, even Hongjun who is in harmony with the Dao of Heaven can't do it.

But if it is only a dozen or so grades of Xiantian lotus platform, with his supreme wooden way of cultivation, there is also a sapphire umbrella transformed from a grade 24 chaotic green lotus leaf, and now there is a congenital five-square flag transformed from a grade 36 green lotus leaf One of them is that he once comprehended the phantom of the 36th-grade fortune-telling green lotus in the chaos. If he is a Hunyuan cultivation base, I am afraid it is really possible!
It's just that everything has to be mixed first.

What he wants to prove is Hunyuan, or the most difficult path taken by the ancient powers, or Hunyuan without the help of the will of heaven and earth and without the assistance of the Holy Throne.

If it was any great power in the prehistoric world, even if he had a calamity early, even if his seniority was high, even if he oppressed the world, what does it have to do with the achievement of Hunyuan?
But Qingling has such a chance, not only because of his good fortune and deep fortune, but also because he has a clearer memory of the prehistoric situation than the saint.

Even more because of Jianmu Chengtian, that catastrophe was his once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Before that, it was impossible for Qingling to achieve Hunyuan, and after that, it was even more impossible for Qingling to achieve Hunyuan, only this opportunity.

His state of mind is very calm, very stable, without the slightest impatience, even if the Six Sages proclaimed the Dao one step ahead of him, so what?so what?
Even if Yuan Shi plotted against him, he would only count against him.

Only Hongjun No.1 passed through the first Hunyuan in the ages, and it took two calamities to measure, one to be desolate, one to be ancient, and three thousand Yuanhui.

And Qing Ling will be the second No. 1, also two calamities of measurement, less than half of the ancient times, and the entire ancient times.Two hundred yuan will start at the end of the dragon and phoenix, and nearly three hundred yuan will start at the end of the lich, and the total will be less than five hundred yuan!
In the chaos, the chaotic body of Qingling opened his eyes, looked at the ancestor of the yellow dragon who came from afar, and said, "Is the karma over?"

"nature."

"Is there any wish left?"

"No more."

"Then come back!"

The ancestor of Huanglong walked towards the chaotic self, the past body, representing the past, representing the past life, this life abandoned the past life, sacrificed the future life, and the present life stands in the center of the past life and the future life, merged into one, three bodies in one.

The ancestor of Huanglong was completely integrated into the chaotic self, sacrificing the price of one life, and it can even be said that all the lives before the previous life, and all the afterlife after the future life, merged into one.

Chaos, my Qingling's mana realm has risen again, reaching the perfect state, with no trace left, the mana of 33 heavenly realms!
Above the demon world, Nuwa felt it, and she smiled even more. It seemed that the demon race was more alive. She believed that she had never misjudged anyone who could become a Taoist friend, after all, a Taoist friend.

On Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi raised his head and looked at Qingling in the chaos. His eyes were complicated, and he held twelve golden immortals to control Kunlun, which made Yuanshi no less afraid of Qingling than a saint.

Shouyang Mountain, Lao Tzu's right eyelid twitched, he frowned, this is not a good omen.

Jinao Island, Tongtian was also a little surprised. At this moment, it is not like the lich is out of balance, but it can't be stopped.

The two sages of the West praised him and said, "I'm afraid he can be called a semi-sage!"

He said: "If there is no accident, I am afraid that the next saint or Hunyuan will be counted as him."

Zhunti frowned, and said with a smile: "But such an existence comparable to us, joining the Lich, is there any chance for the Lich Clan to come back?"

Jieyin nodded, "Let Sanqing take care of the headache."

"That's not necessarily the case!" Zhunti said, "No way, we still need to do such an unpleasant thing."

Jieyin was thoughtful, and said: "That depends on how willing they are! We have already paid back most of the karma we owed to him, and the rest will be easy."

(End of this chapter)