Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 53
Qingling patted her head, said with a smile: "Maybe it's because of my good luck, and everything I get is a treasure."

Granny Hua Geng pointed at the green wooden handle, and said: "This sword is named Qingteng, it is indeed very suitable for you. The spiritually pregnant Qingteng has a powerful hidden edge."

As soon as the words fell, the piece moved suddenly, the golden glyph ban disappeared, and thousands of sword intents enveloped the cave in an instant, and the fairy sword hung from the top, with a force like the sky, shocking the mind. "This sword is a middle-grade congenital spirit treasure with [-] levels of Taoism. The spirit of the spirit treasure has not yet appeared. It seems that you are indeed not its master."

Qingling stared at the fairy sword in shock. Even middle-grade spirit treasures had such power, but he missed a treasure.

"This pagoda is derived from the name of the pagoda, which was snatched by Tai Geng Patriarch from Yin Yang Patriarch. Back then, it was a top-grade innate spirit treasure, but it has already been extracted by the Yin Yang Patriarch. Most of the road bans, now there are only twelve road bans. .”

"This mirror is called the soul-fixing mirror, and it is a treasure refined by Tai Geng's ancestors. The person who shines in the mirror can take away the soul, and if the mirror is broken, the person will die."

"And the last one you chose is called Taixu Shenling. It was made by Taigeng Patriarch himself from [-] pieces of snake scales, together with the Sumeru God Mountain and the Jinyin Stone from the Demon Land of the Western Heaven. , Refined into the Nine Heavens Wind Gang, when the golden bell rings, there is nothingness in the ten directions, and the golden bell vibrates the phantom nine heavens."

As he said that, Hua Geng raised the golden divine pattern from the Ten Thousand Snake Profound Staff, took out the Taixu Divine Bell, and said, "Don't insult Tai Geng's ancestor's treasure!"

Qingling smiled and said, "Thank you mother-in-law for giving me the treasure. I will live up to my mother-in-law's entrustment when it comes to the Holy Sacrifice of All Races."

Hua Geng smiled and said: "Okay! It seems that you also know about the Holy Sacrifice of the Ten Thousand Clans. At that time, the battle of the Holy Sons of the Thousand Clans was the battle for the ranking of the Thousand Clans. Your Mi Tiansuo must not be refined before the Holy Sacrifice of the Ten Thousand Clans The tenth Taoist prohibition, otherwise you may be able to see the beauty of this spiritual treasure."

Qing Ling's heart trembled, and said: "Don't worry, mother-in-law, I will definitely not expose it when the time comes."

Qing Ling returned to Baichun Valley with Taixu Shenling.

The sacred sacrifice of all races will begin after the next battle of all beasts.

This is Qingling's third Yuanhui when he came to Honghuang, and it has been [-] years.There are still more than [-] years, and the holy sacrifice of all races is coming.

He has to continue to practice, and it will take a lot of time just to sacrifice this acquired treasure.After stepping into the late stages of the heavenly rank, there are several kinds of mystical powers in his god inheritance that can be practiced. Each of them takes a lot of time, but it is very significant for the improvement of combat power.

However, the realm of cultivation is the fundamental key!

Qingling continued to live in Baichun Valley, and began a leisurely and busy life of cultivation.

The Black Lizard Clan has migrated three branches, giving up a territory of 200 million miles.

The Xishan Snake Clan began to take over the 200 million miles to the east. So far, the Xishan territory has expanded to more than 500 million miles. In the future, a large number of low-level tribes will emerge. With a large base, the number of high-level tribes will naturally increase.

With the arrival of Xuanwu Supreme, the Eight Southwest Clans no longer dared to invade Xishan, and even directly retreated to the [-]-mile buffer zone, without the slightest intention of attacking.

The Xishan Snake Clan ushered in a period of vigorous development.

In Baichun Valley, Qingling sits cross-legged in the meditation room, with one hundred and eight golden bells floating around her body, each bell represents a treasure, and the one hundred and eight treasures can be completely refined to fully control this thing. treasure.

Qingling Yuanshen comprehends the treasure prohibition that mixes the four ways of golden sound, wind and illusion, and has not awakened for a thousand years.

In the consciousness of the primordial spirit, walk into a piece of heaven and earth, the sky is empty, and the earth is desolate, just like the land in the far west, where gold is everywhere and no vegetation grows.

"hu~hu~"

Woo~woo~
Thousands of layers of sand were rolled up by strong winds all over the sky, and the sky was dim and the ground was yellow, boundless.

The wind envelops the world.

Amidst the sound of the wind, a bell rang at some point.

"Ding~ding~"

"Clang~clang~"

"Ding~bell~"

The sound of the wind enters the sound of the bell, and in the drowsy sky and earth, there are small sounds of golden bells everywhere, and the soft sound vibrates, and the ancient sound spells are transmitted to the soul and harass the soul.

Slices of phantoms were born in the wind and sand all over the sky, and scenes of inner fear touched the depths of the soul.

Afterwards, the golden bell vibrated, suddenly and thickly, the sound of the ring sound transmitted to the primordial spirit, trembling soul sound, the golden sound wave swept across the Nine Heavens Wind Gang, and destroyed the soul in the depths, the sound path illusory path, combined with the two golden winds, the four paths Strength can make this treasure!The mighty face is too empty, and the ghosts are driven by the wind.

The one hundred and eight golden bells gather and disperse, and between the gatherings are imprints of spirits and souls, layer after layer of Taoist bans, one hundred and eight heavy treasures are invaded, refined, and controlled by Qingling one by one, and the spring and winter meet for [-] years. Fang palms the bell.

Qingling still hasn't left the gate, he changed from refining nine-yuan heavy water to swallowing nine-yuan heavy water raw, drop by drop of nine-yuan heavy water fell into the dantian world, exploded, and turned into waves that filled the sky and rippling ten thousand zhang waves.

However, Qingling's dantian is too vast, and the sea of ​​spiritual power is too wide. After the Jiuyuan heavy water shakes, it can only be assimilated by the sea of ​​spiritual power, making the mana in the world of dantian even more powerful.

A drop of nine-yuan heavy water was swallowed bravely by him, and turned into a huge aura to transform the mana in the dantian. The Xuantian vine in his body was nurtured by the vast sea of ​​spiritual power, and gradually grew to a height of three feet. It grew in both directions above and below the water. Up to the sky and then to Jiuyou.

The years passed by, and no one could stop the passage of time. It is a long time, and ten thousand years are but a moment.When the wind from the prehistoric north blows to the prehistoric south, it is the wind from tens of thousands of years ago.When the sun star rises every day, the light seen in the prehistoric land is the light of the great sun thousands of years ago.

The prehistoric is boundless. Although the three tribes use Buzhou Mountain as a symbol and claim to divide up the prehistoric property, it is actually difficult for them to estimate how vast the area under their jurisdiction is.

Thousands of races in the prehistoric and desolate, just refer to, but more than ten thousand races?No one can say it clearly, maybe Hongjun after joining the Dao in the future will know, but he won't say it.

Between the heavens and the earth, there are various avenues and myriads of trails, which are gradually gathered and entangled together, and one is born, which provides great power, and is practiced by all beings in the world, and injected with consciousness.

Next to Buzhou Mountain, on Yujing Mountain, an old Taoist held a broken jade plate and guided the way, saying: "The way of heaven." Under the way of heaven, there are all living beings.

The way of heaven at this time is only the way of ancestor Hongjun. All the supreme ancestors have their own ways and they are not weak, so naturally they will not follow them.

But Hongjun didn't care, he just practiced silently in his way to absorb thousands of ways of all beings in the world, no matter what way can be integrated, forging the way of heaven and the connection between heaven and earth.

And in the far western sky, there is the ancestor Luohu, who led three thousand gods and demons to resent, anger, and ruthless towards Pangu. ", those who practice the way of magic, call it: the devil.

The three races have the Tao, the dragon has the dragon Tao, and the dragon clan is the Tao.The phoenix has the way of the phoenix, and the phoenix family is the way.Qilin has Qilin Dao, and Qilin is Dao.Thousands of people in the clan practice thousands of ways, and the way practiced by thousands of people is the way of the three clans.

Therefore, in this era, for the endless beings, the three clans are the Tao, and the three clans are the heaven and the earth.

Whether it is Hongjun's way of heaven or Luohu's way of magic, it is difficult to advance in the face of the way of the three races.

In the long years, the endless life and death are all vain.The dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans, in this Yuanhui, all opened a hundred-yuan sacrifice, a holy sacrifice for all races!

This is the only thing in common among the three races, no matter the dragon, phoenix or unicorn, they all hold the sacred sacrifice of all races after every one hundred yuan meeting.

Qingling came to the end of the third Yuanhui in Honghuang, no clan dared to invade Xishan in the battle of the beasts, it was rare to be clean, and Xishan's territory had expanded five times, and it really needed more and wider clansmen to fill.

When the spring breeze blows, the sound of wind chimes can be heard everywhere in Xishan Mountain, and all the snakes on the vast land know that the god of spring has come again.

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