Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 96
The enchanting forest is huge and vast, and there are countless fascinated souls wandering in it. The sun is not seen all year round, the dead fog is filled, and the yin and death are extremely strong.

Yin Qi and death Qi are extremely distasteful to most cultivators, except for some ghosts and demons who practice Taiyin together.

But the endless trees of this enchanting forest are still growing extremely lush.Covering the sky and blocking out the sun, it stretches for thousands of miles.

Qingling walked into it with injuries all over his body, and encountered danger several times on the road, but Qingling exchanged injuries for injuries to open the way and went straight to the beginning.

The imprint of the God of Spring on the center of his brow has spontaneously emerged, sometimes flickering and sometimes blooming with blue light.

Walking in the woods, there were voices in his heart calling him.

Countless trees are overgrown with weeds, the trees are stacked, and there is no road. The height of the trees is hundreds of feet, as high and broad as a hill.

But as soon as Qing Ling stepped into it, all the mist within a thousand feet around him dissipated.

And every time he took a step, all the trees and flowers in front of him gave way spontaneously to form a flat road, tall trees stood on both sides, as if welcoming the king.

Qingling suppressed all kinds of injuries in her body, and the flowers bloomed on both sides, the grass and leaves, and the flowers of one tree and one tree bloomed, blooming undefeatedly.

Thousands of tall eucalyptus trees are like soldiers, guarding both sides of Qingling, and the boundless fog surrounds the forest beyond the road. Some practitioners in the forest who practice with the help of Yin Qi are amazed. Who are the thousand toon trees blooming for?

The toon tree, which has never bloomed since ancient times, has accumulated for a long time, and it finally blooms today.

Qing Ling walked to the very depths of the forest, suddenly a small elf flew out.

Hundreds of elves waved their purple, red, or cyan wings, and each elf, which was no bigger than a palm, was extremely agile.

"Welcome the return of God!"

"Welcome the return of God!"

"Welcome the return of God!"

The elves flew close with great excitement, like a group of children begging for sweets around an adult returning home.

There was a smile on Qing Ling's face that he hadn't seen for a long time. These elves carried two completely different innate auras, one was naturally his spring god's spiritual root aura, and the other had the aura of the law of the soul, like ghosts and souls. Seems dead.

Qingling smiled and stretched out his hand, and the two spirits rushed to stand on his palm immediately, and said in surprise, "Shangshen is so beautiful! Shangshen is so beautiful!"

Qing Ling couldn't help smiling, and replied: "You are also very good-looking, elves."

The elves were so excited when they heard this, they shouted like children, "God has praised us! God has praised us!"

"No, no, God is praising me, not you!"

"Obviously just to praise me, God still smiled at me!"

"Go, go, go! The God of God is clearly speaking to me, it's not you, it's me."

"it's me!"

"It's me! It's me!"

……

There was a lot of yelling and fighting non-stop, no one would let anyone else, innocent, lively and cute like a child!

Qing Ling couldn't help but get dizzy from the noise, and said helplessly: "Okay! Let's go, let me meet it."

As soon as the voice fell, hundreds of elves immediately stopped talking, waved their wings, and said, "Go to God! Go to God."

Elves cross the sky one by one, flying into the distance like flowing fireworks.

Qingling walked a thousand feet, looking at a cliff rift in front of him, from which a strong breath of life and death emanated, feeding the endless forest trees.

Qing Ling's brows flickered, and immediately a red mysterious light rose from the valley, covering the cliff air.

Countless red leaves turned into steps, paving the way under his feet, extending downwards.

Qingling stepped on the red leaf steps and walked to the bottom of the cliff. There were terrifying space cracks everywhere beside him. Only the road paved by the red leaf steps was not at all dangerous.

As he walked step by step, hundreds of elves followed behind him, not daring to make a sound. Obviously, they were also afraid of this road that they had gone through many times, but they were still terrified.

Slowly walking down, an underground world full of rich innate aura emerged in front of Qing Ling.

The most conspicuous thing is the magnificent giant tree with a height of 730 feet in the valley!
The wind blew the golden bells tied around Qingling's ankles, and the jingle bells passed through the empty valley.

The huge red-leaved sacred tree stands in the valley. With the sound of the wind chimes, the branches and leaves are shaken, and the red leaves are fluttering, and the rainbow light melts into one hundred and eight purple, red, blue or black flowers.

"Ding bell~"

"Ding~"

"Ding bell~"

Qingling walked step by step towards the original inspiration tree that gave birth to her for countless years, the red leaf chrysalis.

"Susu~"

"Susu~"

The branches and leaves of the mangrove tree swayed, looking at the gods who lived with him, and returned.

The wind blows slightly, the bells ring at the bottom of the valley, and the red leaves flutter down.

Under the towering tree, the gods stand, and the red leaves are excited. After a long absence, they finally meet again.

Qingling smiled, and the spring was bright.

"Tsubaki, I'm back!"

"Susu~"

"Susu~"

Thousands of branches and leaves swayed in response to him.

Qingling stepped forward, walked towards Hongye with a smile, and stepped into it.The tree is to him, and he is to the tree.

The god is in the tree, and the tree is surrounded by gods.

The elves danced and flew around the flowers.

Under the valley, a purple lotus slowly turns, with 36 leaves blooming, endless lifeless spirits are obsessed, and there are countless dead spirits in the enchanting forest, with soul power floating.

Qingling walks into the red leaf tsubaki in one step, without words, the heart and mind are connected, the tree is born with spirit, and the spirit is accompanied by God.

It is his companion spirit root.He is its companion god.

The breath is in harmony, and the spirit is in harmony.

On the red leaf toon, the incomplete godhead of the word "chun" merged into the soul of Qingling Yuanshen, and the word pattern of "Fuchun" was incomplete for a long time, and it was finally completed.

Qing Ling traveled all the way, experienced many disasters, and finally came back here, with a heart-to-heart.

Just like the beginning, the heaven and the earth first opened, the sacred tree manifested, and the inspiration was bred, and the great god Pangu fell down, and the inspiration and spirit were accompanied by endless years.

Qing Ling fell asleep, sank into the place where life originated, and completed the defects and insufficiencies that were born in advance.

Outside the sacred tree, the white blessing hangs upside down on the branch of the red-leaved Chinese eucalyptus, nourishing the wounds in his body with wisps of vitality.

The elves were extremely excited, waving their wings in joy, and shuttled back and forth. They had been waiting for hundreds of thousands of years for the return of the gods.

The red-leaf chrysanthemum is a top-grade innate spiritual root. When the innate green flower formation was damaged, the sacred tree and the cave sky were displaced. The wandering space was attracted by the innate spiritual root purple lotus bred here. The trees and lotuses attract each other, and the cave sky stays here.

The red leaves are full of vitality, the purple lotus is a ghost, and it dies once in a lifetime.

It is also a top-grade innate spiritual root, which is not owned by Qingling, but because of the red leaf tree, it will be controlled by Qingling.

If you want to get its treasure, you must inherit its luck!
Zi Youlian has an extra burden of luck, which is why even though his luck is strong, the journey is still full of dangers.

One cause and one effect, one luck and one moment, one breath and one calamity, although there is no way of heaven, it is balanced and impartial.

(End of this chapter)