I am farming and raising mythical beasts in the last days

Chapter 235 Extra Story: Past Life Chapter 1
Ling Xiyan was originally a little fairy who was born in response to a spirit in the spirit world, and was adopted as an adopted daughter by the lord of the fairy world because of her extraordinary talent.

He was raised as the next master of the world since he was a child, and his piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, lyrics and poems, and physical and mental cultivation are all leaders in his generation.

No matter where she went, she was praised by others, but she herself could not care about these false names, and never felt complacent about the false names of the outside world.

someday.

Ling Xiyan stumbled into a place by mistake.

The wind and the cloud are mixed here, and there is a strange silence everywhere.

At that time, she was young and frivolous, she didn't know what danger was at all, the weirder it was, the more curious she became, and she stepped in without even thinking about it.

After entering thoroughly, I discovered that there was a bamboo forest inside, and the outside world was shrouded in wind and clouds, and this place was isolated from the world.

Without even thinking about it, she entered the bamboo forest, but who knew that there were flying elves everywhere in the bamboo forest.

Unlike the elves in the spirit world, the elves here are as big as fireflies, and you can't tell what they are unless you look carefully.

"interesting!"

Ling Xiyan let out a low laugh, and quickened her pace of entering.

Sudden.

"Squeak-"

She moved her foot, squatted down and looked carefully, and it turned out to be a piece of white hand bone, which was crushed by her stepping on it.

From the various characteristics of the bones, it can be seen that it should be a small fairy with low cultivation.

Which family's Xiaoxian would die tragically here, and even the bones were thrown away so casually?

If you look closely, you can see Bai Sen's bones everywhere.

At that time, Ling Xiyan, who was full of enthusiasm, rushed in regardless of the danger ahead.

...

When she walked to the center of the bamboo forest, a small courtyard made entirely of bamboo suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

The melodious sound of the piano came faintly from the ears, like water droplets falling, which was exciting.

Just when she was about to step into the bamboo garden, the bamboo garden in front of her suddenly turned into a huge beast.

From the shape of the beast, it can be seen that it should be the ancient mythical beast Teng Snake.

The Teng Snake flies without feet and likes to eat people.

Only then did she realize that what she had stepped into was——the realm of wind and cloud!
The residence of the ancient mythical beast Soaring Snake!

It is rumored that anyone who steps into this place, no matter what race they are, no matter how high their cultivation is, will be eaten by it until nothing but a skeleton remains.

Young and energetic, she was not afraid at all, summoned her own sword, and pointed at the Teng Snake aggressively.

...

Teng Snake's lantern-sized eyes gradually narrowed, the pupils became a line, and the dangerous air spread around.

Just this breath made her feel threatened.

"Where did the little girl's film come from, the spiritual power is so pure, it seems that the deity is going to have a full meal today!!"

Teng Snake looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, a stench with the smell of rotting corpses wafted out of her mouth, and Ling Xiyan could hardly open her eyes due to the smoke.

"Roar--"

Teng Snake opened its mouth wide and wanted to swallow Ling Xiyan in one gulp.

Ling Xiyan dodged and floated away, and scratched Teng Snake's skin with a backhand sword.

She has never really competed with anyone, and the people who competed with her in the entire spiritual world are not her opponents. She thought that those people were her adoptive father who was afraid of her, but now it seems that she herself is not bad.

"Roar--"

Teng Snake roared again, for thousands of years, no one had hurt him, and it was a little girl who cut through the hard scales on his body with a sword.

In the realm of wind and cloud, a gust of wind suddenly rose.

Flying sand and rocks, roaring all over the sky.

Gradually, Teng Snake in front of him turned into a rather rough-looking middle-aged man.

He was holding a long sword in his hand, and the evil spirit exuding from his body was shocking. It was the aura that could only be created after experiencing countless battles and licking countless times of blood.

(End of this chapter)