Honghuang: Green Snake only wants to cultivate immortality

Chapter 8
But this feeling is also very boring.Even if the perception of the passage of time is almost shallow during the immersion of the mind, the long journey of seeking the Tao has always been like this. It is definitely a test for the mind and mind.

Qingling got up, walked out of the thousand-year-old stone room, flew out of the waterfall and sank straight into the small pool. With all his clothes off, he cut his skin close to the water, and the cool touch of the pool water contained the aura of Xishan Mountain, washing away the thousand-year-old dust from his body.

Soaking in the water, the spiritual energy permeates the bones of the body and penetrates into the tendons, which is really comfortable.

Going down into the pool, a giant python emerged, wrapping around Qingling's body and shuttling back and forth.

Qing Ling touched You You's snake skin, and said with satisfaction: "That's right, the thousand-year-old water vein has been cultivated, and it has the mid-level strength."

You, is the first Dacheng puppet he refined, and it was refined by Hua Geng's mother-in-law by borrowing the divine power left by the first generation patriarch of the clan to become a substitute puppet!
Back then when he was hunted down by Venerable Mo Chan, it was You who unleashed the power of a substitute to cross the catastrophe and endured the killing blow for Qingling.

This is the only role You can play now, that is, to take the knife for him, or the kind that will kill him with one knife.It took You Wen 300 years to recover from Mo Chan's blow back then.

Every time he goes out, as long as he steps out of Xishan, Qingling will definitely bring You with him, just in case.After all, he may be the only one in Xishan who cherishes his life the most.

After soaking and bathing in the pool for a night, Qing Ling got up and went ashore, dripping dew dripped from her flawless figure, flowing from her forehead to her cheeks, and then slid along her perfect jawline, past her Adam's apple, her low and delicate collarbone, or It drips on the extremely tough thin muscles, along the line of the vest, across the side of the slender legs, and drips onto the flowers and plants.

Spreading his arms, with a thought, a green shirt naturally slid over his body. In a short breath, Mi Tiansuo automatically flew up and tied up the hair behind him like before, and tied it in a knot, leaving two long green hair. Satin hangs by the hair.

Qingling relaxed all over and smiled. He could feel the love of these spirits of flowers and plants for him, because he is the god of auxiliary spring.
Now, the winter sequence has passed, and the spring sequence has arrived, and his clothes have turned red into green.

Qingling inspected the flowers and plants in the valley, and found that most of them were more aura than before.At this moment, there are spiritual grasses and trees all over the prehistoric world. Except for the innate plants and trees, no one cares about these acquired spiritual plants.

But he will care, because of the duty.

Qingling stretched out his hand and slashed across the void, green light emerged, and five roads appeared in the valley full of green grass. There were no flowers and plants on the roads, and then he waved his sleeves to the pool water, thousands of gravels flew out from the pool, and he was immersed in the spirit. The spiritual stones stored in the lake for tens of thousands of years have been paved into roads.

These spirit grasses are contaminated with his spring god aura, and nothing can be seen for thousands of years, but in millions of years, tens of thousands of years later, there will be great spiritual miracles, maybe in the future they will be hard-to-find spirit grasses in the world.

After Qingling finished these, he walked along the path to a spirit grass with nine leaves, touched its green leaves, and felt the joy of the grass for him.

"I'll take you to try one or two, just to make you suffer, little guy."

After finishing speaking, Qing Ling got up, closed the glass-colored left eye, opened the black-colored right eye, the pupils glowing with faint black light instantly became terrifying, and the nine-leaf spiritual grass was reflected in the right pupil, and the green of the grass gradually receded after a short breath. Spring is withered, and the grass will wither and die.

When he broke through to the heavenly level, the talent in his right eye was activated, and he has been practicing and has never tried the power of this technique.His right eye can turn life into death. It is the poison of life. It is invisible, colorless, formless, and tasteless. Whatever his right eye sees will die of life and reincarnate into death!
Qing Ling opened his left eye, and his right eye was dissipated, returning to normal.He looked at the withered nine-leaf clover, stretched out his index finger, a drop of bright red blood flowed down the nail, and dripped onto the nine-leaf clover.

In an instant, the withered nine leaves showed their vitality again, and they regained the spirit of spring, and they were more prosperous than before.

His spring god's blood has an extremely powerful breath of vitality, which is extraordinary, and it can just restrain the poison of vitality in the right eye.

But if it is the death of the right eye, the poison may only be cured by the vitality eye of the left eye, but now the talent of his left eye has not been recovered.

However, Qingling smiled satisfied, touched the nine-leaf clover, and after calming Xiaocao's fragile heart, turned around and stepped out of the Baichun Valley. After retreating for more than a thousand years, she should come out and walk away, so as not to be isolated from the world and have no news.

Of course, Qingling's steps only stay on top of Xishan, he will never step out of Xishan easily, and he will never say that he is timid and afraid of death.

Qingling walked up the Xishan mountain road, and most of the clansmen he met were of the same clan at the heaven rank, but the clansmen he met were very few. At most, the old people he was familiar with called him "Xiaoqing" and asked him a few ordinary words.

When Qing Ling walked for several hours, he finally came to a clearing on the mountainside.Here, there is a gigantic giant tree, which is extremely thick and strong, and it is surrounded by ten feet. The canopy of the tree covers the sky in a radius of three thousand.

And on the body of the tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, wrapped around a terrifying giant python nearly a thousand feet long, with brown-green spots all over its body, it looked like a thick vine from a distance.

Qingling walked up to the tree, bowed and bowed respectfully, and said, "Qingling pays homage to Zhanmu the Great Beast."

As the voice fell, the sleeping giant python slowly opened its eyes. The huge snake walked through the branches and leaves, rubbing and falling countless green leaves on the trees. Ling's clothes and long hair, azure trees and green giant pythons lined up, and green leaves stood on green shirts, an indescribably beautiful scene of immortals and beasts.

"Oh?"

The giant python didn't react for a while, and stretched out the huge snake head in front of Qing Ling, and then said: "The foundation is so deep, it's no loss that there is an extremely powerful shot to forge the Dao foundation."

Qing Ling saw that the snake head, which was nearly a hundred feet in size, was less than a foot away from him, and the snake head could swallow him with one mouth, then silently stepped back two steps, and said with a smile: "Zhanmu big beast with wisdom eyes. "

The giant python was naturally aware of Qingling's small movements, and with very anthropomorphic disdain, he withdrew the giant snake's head and said, "What are you afraid of, little snake? If I really swallowed you, Hua Geng, wouldn't that old girl settle with me? Besides, If I really want to swallow you, can you escape?"

Qing Ling was still smiling, and didn't believe the old guy's beastly words at all.

This python is an ancient beast subdued by Luo Jinxian, the head of the first generation of Xishan patriarch. It cannot cultivate mana, and cannot transform into a human form. It only has incomparable physical strength and strange and mysterious talents.

After the fall of the first Xishan patriarch, although this python still exists due to Daluo’s prohibition, it has to guard the spiritual land for the Xishan snake clan, and even perform the secret divination method for the clan, but this python also eats snakes. For thousands of years, more than ten heavenly and earthly clansmen have been swallowed by this python.

This python is definitely a nightmare for all Xishan small snakes and young snakes, because generations of clansmen have used this python to scare naughty snakes who don't listen to the clan's precepts.

(End of this chapter)