Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Qingling smiled and said nothing, looked up at the heaven, the old man under the laurel understood, and immediately took out a red thread and tied it to the marriage tree.

Seeing this, Tongtian shook his head and no longer looked at the void, but looked at the group of disciples in front of him, and said with a complicated expression: "In that case, let you go."

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became lighter.

"Yes! Master."

……

The East China Sea, within the polar region, in front of the giant pillar supporting the sky.

Qingling stopped and looked behind the forbidden gate.

Across the sky, a man in an elegant green shirt sits cross-legged on the east pole, and he is looking up to the outside of the sky.

He chuckled and said, "It's been a long time, but I still want to congratulate you on proving the Hunyuan."

With a smile in the corner of Qing Ling's eyes, he was no longer an indifferent saint, and said, "Brother, I'll take you home."

As he said that, Qingling slowly raised his hands on both sides, palms facing the sky, and the world was whistling and changing in an instant, the sky trembled, the earth trembled, and countless ferocious cracks quickly spread across the void, spreading to the heavens and worlds.

Seeing this, Qinglong hurriedly said: "Stop!"

Countless horrific cracks appeared behind him, and endless thunder and heavenly punishment gathered at the top, but Qingling still did not change color, smiled lightly at Fengyun, and said softly: "Brother, I'm here to pick you up, even the sky can't stop me."

Qinglong said in a deep voice: "But you are a saint of all living beings, if you are like this, how can you be worthy of all living beings in the world?"

Qing Ling shook her head, with a contented expression on her face, in the center of the collapse of the world, there is something that people dare not look directly at. "Brother, at this moment, I am not a saint of sentient beings, but Qingling, once your auxiliary god of spring!"

Outside the sky, thunder roared, and inside the sky, the five poles shook.

The souls of the Qilin Kings under the Qilin Cliff in the middle were shaken.

The Northern Xuanwu Supreme Tortoise and Snake woke up faintly.

The Western White Tiger Patriarch looked at each other with a smile across the mountains and rivers.

In the south, the spirit of Suzaku raised his brows lightly, and the lava of the immortal volcano was ready to explode.

The five sages of the five directions are in balance with the five powers, neither loss nor loss, neither increase nor decrease, in order to level all phenomena in the world.

Now that the East Pole is changing, the Quartet will naturally lose its balance.

The Eye of Heaven's Punishment is brewing a terrifying thunder calamity, karma is brewing between the heaven and the earth, and the cause and effect of the heaven and the earth are pulling, and it is only waiting for the blue dragon to take a step out of the forbidden sky and come immediately.

In Wa's palace, Nuwa suddenly got up and said, "Fellow Daoist Qingling, don't be impulsive!"

Qing Ling smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, you should know that I've never been impulsive."

Nuwa was thoughtful and stopped persuading.

On Shouyang Mountain, Lao Tzu never spoke.

On Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi Tianzun was puzzled and said: "Fellow Taoists are doing it for their own selfishness. Do you want to ignore all living beings in the world?"

Tongtian took a few glances, but still didn't make a sound.

A sigh came from the west, and Zhunti regretted: "Why do you do this, fellow Taoist?"

Qingling just shook his head and smiled, and stepped towards the sky ban, countless shattered marks spread all over the void, Qinglong was wrapped and stepped out of the East Pole.

"Boom~"

Heaven punished the thunder to land and hit the saint directly.

Qingling reached out a little, and the sapphire umbrella opened up the sea of ​​thunder in Wanjun, opening a path for Qinglong.

Boom~~

The four seas are boiling, thousands of dragons go out to sea, and dragons chant in ten directions, welcoming the return of their ancestors.

The whole world is overwhelmed, and it is also because there is no suppression of Qinglong, the Holy One.

Qingling smiled and said to Qinglong: "Brother, please take care of Fuyu Mountain for me, those disciples who are useless."

Qinglong sighed and said, "You just need to rest assured."

Qingling nodded, a knife appeared in his hand, and the "Zhanshen" who had been silent for a long time was born again!
This sword was destined to be extraordinary from the day it was born, it has been accumulated too much, countless black and yellow merits, years of sacrifices to the supreme primordial spirit, and the great power of saints, so that every time it is born, it represents earth-shattering!

Qingling raised his long saber, looked at Jiutian, and the terrified sentient beings below him, and slashed at himself with a smile.

"Boom~"

The sage shed blood, the color of the world changed, the mountains and rivers mourned together, and thousands of trees fell.

A tailless snake swims through the void and walks into the East Pole. The mighty power of the Great Way of Wood suppresses the four seas, and the east is green and full of vitality!
Qing Ling emerged with a human body and a snake tail, and since then this has been his real image, and the body above the snake tail has become the guardian who suppresses the East.

The thunder and calamity in the sky receded slowly, the mountains and seas returned to level, and the dragons entered the sea, and all living beings no longer panic.

No one will resent the saints anymore, because he used his body to change the mistakes of the saints.

Whether it is for selfishness or for the sake of all beings, in the end it will not lead to an imbalance between heaven and earth, and all beings will not resent, and of course they will not be very grateful.

All sentient beings experienced this thrilling experience, and found that the saint who called himself the saint of all living beings was not so selfless and desireless, so he only cared for all living beings.

All sentient beings understand that there is no one who can rely on forever in the world. If you want the future and the way, you have to rely on yourself after all!
Several saints were stunned for a long time before reacting.

The great power of the world, the ancestor was also shocked, it turned out that the most lenient and easy-going saint was so cruel.

Qing Ling returned to the World Tree, where she slept forever, healing her own wounds.

From this moment on, no one felt that they could guess the thoughts of this sage of all living beings.

All heavens and myriad worlds, in countless halls of sentient beings, the envoys of the halls of sentient beings bow down and bow to the statues of saints in the halls.

In Fuyu Mountain, a Taoist kneeled on the white jade steps.

This sage of all living beings fell into a long sleep. No one knows when He will wake up, maybe one or two hundred yuan, maybe tens of millions of yuan, everything is uncertain.

Just because it was uncertain, even if the saint was not around, no one would dare not take him into consideration.

Moreover, when Qingling fell into a long sleep, he dispersed his holy power in every hall of sentient beings in the heavens and myriad worlds, giving them eternal power.

From then on, this world will lose a saint for a long time, the heavens and the world will no longer be governed by that lofty saint, and the powerful ancestors who opened up the world will no longer be restrained by the saint. And stay safe.

But in the same way, the sages of all living beings opened up the foundation of the myriad worlds, and also cultivated the myriad races of the heavens and myriad worlds, and also subtly influenced the heavens and myriad worlds, but many of them didn't know it.

The long sleep of all saints represents the beginning of a new era.Without Qingling, the six saints would not have selectively forgotten in a universe as large as the heavens and ten thousand worlds.

Qinglong went to the plane of the dragon clan, accepted the visit of the son and grandson of the dragon, and saw the long-lost Zhulong, and he was completely relieved of the dragon clan.

Therefore, he went to Fuyu Mountain and became the master of all the second-generation disciples of Fuyu Mountain as a matter of course.

With this ancestor who is three points stronger than half-step Hunyuan sitting in town, Fuyu Mountain, which is full of treasures, can still be quiet for years.

Qing Ling, who was sleeping forever, raised the corners of his mouth, and the show began.

From now on, he no longer needs to make thousands of calculations and compete for luck, he just needs to sit and watch the ups and downs of the wind and clouds, and wait for the day when the world returns to one and all sentient beings return to their hearts.