Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 73
As night fell, the moonlight slanted, and the mountain wind gradually picked up, all the snake troops in Xishan returned to their caves one after another.

The thirteen golden immortals stood in front of Qing Ling, all respectful.For these newborn Jinxian venerables, Shengzi is indeed an unfathomable big shot in the clan.

That is to say, Venerable Qi and Yu did not change their attitude towards him.

Qing Ling sighed lightly, and said: "My lords, let this battle end here, withdraw the army and return to various places."

A youth-like venerable looked a bit confused: "But Sifeng in the clan decided to take those Escaped Honey Badgers. If you retreat now, I'm afraid it will dissatisfy all the clan elders."

Qing Ling nodded, and said: "I forgot that there is still this step. No problem, you can go back, if the elders of various clans ask, just say that I told you to retreat, and I will explain myself when the time comes."

Venerable Yu was a little puzzled and said: "Holy Son, your strength has improved so much now, and our strength can completely crush the opponent, why don't we take advantage of the momentum and destroy this family?"

"No." Qingling waved his hand and said, "Even though we are stronger than the opponent, we don't have a strong suppression force. Even if we win, I'm afraid we won't be able to keep the Golden Immortal Venerable. The hundreds of clans are jealous.

Therefore, we need to weaken their vigilance, recharge their batteries, hide our edge, and directly suppress these small clans with strong strength, so that they have no chance to unite. "

After hearing the words, Venerable Yu thought for a moment, and said: "It is also reasonable, then we will report to the patriarch and elders when we go back. Do we still need to stay here?"

Qingling said: "It's fine to trouble the two venerables to stay. There are too many people, and the eight tribes still won't be at ease."

Venerable Yu looked at the two youthful Venerables, and said, "Gong Xi, you two, Shaoji, stay here."

The two venerables naturally nodded in response.

After discussing for a while, the venerables each returned to Mount Xi, taking a snake army with them.

Qing Ling did not leave immediately, but took Qi to a cliff, sat cross-legged, did not speak, and was silent for a long time

The large temperature difference between day and night in the prehistoric land makes the wind at night always not too low. Under the bright white moon, it is a symbol of the border battlefield of the snake tribe. The Qingmu Great Wall was built, and the snakes were silent. Hundreds of thousands of snake troops left behind lived in the Qingmu Great Wall. , Insects and beasts are captured by the fierceness of ten thousand snakes, and the roar of insects and beasts cannot be heard for thousands of miles, which is rare in the wild land.

Qi casually sat next to Qingling, leaning back, looking up at the moon, thinking about something and gradually losing focus.

Qingling seemed to make a sound unintentionally, and the sound flowed into people's ears like water. "Qi, you've grown up. I know you're depressed.

I think the years when our two snakes played happily in Xishan have passed.I remember that you climbed to the top of the cliff along the vines, and you were so frightened that you couldn’t hold the vines and almost fell to your death.

I remember that time when your father finally got the snow water from Xuanshan Mountain and you took it to water the flowers in Baichun Valley, and Venerable Lu was so angry that he hung you on the top of Taichong Peak for three months.

In the year of your long live, Venerable Li took you to pay homage to Grandmother..."

As Qingling slowly narrates, from childhood to adulthood, Qi's life is told bit by bit, every thing is happy or sad, but it is worth cherishing.

Qi's thoughts were pulled back by Qing Ling, and he entered the memories of his life.

His sad face gradually calmed down, the moon was in the sky, and the night was already deep.

Qi suddenly asked sadly: "Brother, am I a monster? Why do I have two heads and two tails?"

Qingling still had a chuckle on his face, touched the poor big-headed baby, and said, "No, you are a god!"

"God?" Qi was taken aback, and murmured, "How could I be a god?"

"How is it impossible?" Qing Ling laughed and said, "You have a brother who is the god of Fuchun, what's wrong with you being a god?"

"But aren't gods born? My mother-in-law said that the innate gods are those who have chance before the world has opened, but they are destined." Qi asked blankly.

"That's innate gods. All living beings in the heaven and earth are divided into the genus of innate and acquired. All living beings are divided into two parts, why can't gods be divided into two parts?" Qing Ling said with a smile: "You have two heads and two tails. Although you have a dragon and a snake, you are still a snake.

You always attribute yourself to the snake in your heart, then your qi, your luck, and your life will always be implicated with the Xishan snake clan. "

There was a flash of light in Qi's eyes, but he seemed to think of something again, and dimmed again, saying: "But after I had a mutation, Zhanmu the beast said that I was suffering from disaster, my life was unknown, the sky was stained with blood, and I was destined to be killed. Heavy."

The smile in Qing Ling's eyes faded and turned into solemnity, and he said: "You are born with an unknown nature, and your body is full of disasters. This is your great fortune. Cover the unknown outside of Xishan, and bring the disaster to Xishan's enemies. To Xishan, this disaster is luck and opportunity!"

He stood up suddenly, his pupils changed, the Taixu bell resounded in all directions, and Qi's eyes were blood red for a moment.

Qi fell into a blood-red world, the sky was red, the ground was red, the mountains and rivers were full of blood, and the sky wept blood.In the world of endless killing interpretation, life and death, recovery, death, fall, rebirth, fighting, conquest, and blood corpses belong to this world.

Qi's thin and small figure is alone in the bloody world, dazed and fearful. Just when he was panicking, his body was gradually covered by bloody color, and a huge dragon snake appeared in the world, with two heads and hornless heads, and a single body. Two-tailed, mixed snake dragon.

He was overwhelmed by endless murderous intent, and a long knife with endless murderous intent was conceived in his body. Once he was born, the world would be terrified.

Just when Qi was in a daze and bloodthirsty, a figure appeared in his pupils.

A man in green clothes, with long hair tied in a crown, and glazed eyes, walked towards him in the blood and fire that filled the sky, the only point of clarity in the world.

Qi's terrified heart became quiet the moment he saw him, and the hesitation, fear, ferocious and cruel level in his heart gradually faded away.

He only listened to the voice of the man in Tsing Yi, which resounded across the world, and the mountains and rivers and the heavens and the earth were all in harmony with him.

"Qi, you have the blood of the Ba snake, draw the blood of the red dragon, kill the evil spirit, and the dragon and the snake are one body. You are full of disasters, and your life is unknown.

Since the dragon and snake are born, they are respected.Heaven and earth are born into one god, Yamata no Orochi.Disasters and conquests follow you, endless death follows you, mountains of corpses and seas of blood follow you.

But I hope you, even if there are eight heads and eight tails in the future, such as soul, ghost, evil, demon, demon, slaughter, spirit, and death, you will only respect the head of the spirit, the spirit of Xishan, and the Qi of Xishan.

Because the sky and the earth are so big, only Xishan is home in all directions.Xishan and I are with you! "

In the blood-colored world, Qi suddenly came to his senses, and all the chaos in the primordial spirit were gathered into one and turned into eight poems, of which the head of the spirit was the most respected.

The heavens and the earth are weeping, blood rains pouring down, and there is the god of Baqi, who descends on the common people, holding a knife to level the mountains and seas.

The illusory realm was shattered in an instant, the thousand bells were silent, the universe had not turned, and the world had never been red.

Qing Ling opened his eyes and said with a relieved smile, "It's done!"

(2058 words)
(End of this chapter)