The young man was wearing a gray robe, his hair was tied up straight, and his handsome face had a pair of passionate peach blossom eyes, which gave him an unhealthy feeling.

"Junior Xiaofengdi Mountain Master, Feng Xiaoshan, pays homage to senior."

The corners of Qing Ling's mouth raised slightly uncontrollably: "Feng Xiaoshan? What a good name!"

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment, senior." He walked up to Qing Ling and said with a smile on his face: "My junior's name is rarely praised. You are the first master I have seen to praise a junior."

He originally had a handsome face, but because of his peach-blossom eyes and the flattering smile, it made people think he had a mean smile.

Qing Ling didn't mind either and asked: "You didn't see me just now, why did you keep running away?"

Feng Xiaoshan said with embarrassment: "This junior is blind, thinking that another enemy is coming, so he just sensed the air and ran away."

Qing Ling glanced at him and said calmly: "Then your life is quite difficult. Don't be careful of powerful enemies at all times.

I’m afraid there’s some spiritual treasure that’s been coveted, right?”

As soon as these words came out, Feng Xiaoshan's face instantly turned pale, and he was about to cry but said without tears: "Senior, please don't thank me too much. I am being chased by the enemy to avoid this place. If I really had some spiritual treasure, how could I end up in this situation?"

Qing Ling ignored his sophistry, but took a few steps slowly with one hand behind his back and turned his back to him. He looked at Ling Ling and said to himself: "The wind from all directions is still here, the earth's veins are difficult to connect, and there is no treasure for thousands of miles."

The spiritual object is probably made by absorbing spiritual energy from something conceived by the wind attribute. This object must have the ability to stabilize the wind.

Your figure is hidden, seemingly real and imaginary, and your escape skills are good at wind. I guess you must have an innate wind spirit and feet."

As soon as these words came out, Feng Xiaoshan, who was about to leave quietly, was shocked, and the escape technique that he had secretly prepared also stopped. He knelt down on his knees, cried and said: "Senior, please forgive me, senior, please forgive me, I am willing to give it to you."

My dearest spirit creature, I only ask that you spare this young man’s miserable life.”

Qing Ling turned around and looked at Feng Xiaoshan, who was as humble as an ant, and couldn't help but think of the embarrassing look he had when he was at the Heaven level when he faced the Golden Immortal Venerable Mo Chan.

He raised his sleeves slightly, held Feng Xiaoshan up, and said with a faint smile: "Lingbao has a spirit, and since it chooses you as the master, it is yours."

Feng Xiaoshan's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly bent down and saluted: "Thank you, senior, for your mercy."

Qing Ling sighed long and hard. When you stop being greedy, you become compassionate. Feng Xiaoshan's humbleness is just a microcosm of hundreds of millions of creatures in the ancient world. The weak seek for an inch, and they are so humble that they can do anything.

"Which boundary is this? How far is it from the Western Region?"

"Senior, this is the buffer land between the eastern vassals of the Qilin Clan and the northern vassals of the Feng Clan. It is probably hundreds of millions of miles away from the Western Region. I don't know that I don't have the strength to cross the chaotic area.

Moreover, in the past three thousand years, the ancestor of the Eastern Green Dragon led the dragon army to personally attack the secret realm of Donglin. Many cultivators and ethnic groups among them had nowhere to go and came to this chaotic place one after another.

Today's chaotic land is extremely chaotic and extremely dangerous. Of course, for existences like you, senior, it is naturally not a problem."

Feng Xiaoshan explained many situations in the Chaos Land with an apologetic smile throughout the whole process, and even boasted about Qing Ling without leaving any trace.

Qing Ling nodded and said, "Okay, you can go."

When Feng Xiaoshan heard this, he hurriedly said, "Thank you, senior. I will say goodbye, junior."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person flew into the sky and disappeared into the blue clouds.

Qing Ling shook his head helplessly. He really lived up to his name, Feng Xiaoshan. Naturally, he didn't say the rest of the words he didn't say.

It's good to be cautious, but sometimes you will miss too many opportunities.

Qing Ling climbed over the mountain, and her sight was blocked by the rolling hills.

However, he still saw that mountain among hundreds of millions of mountains and seas!

Even though we are hundreds of millions of miles away, we can already see a little bit of the sacred mountain.

It is as high as the sky and as wide as the heaven and the earth. One shadow can hold down ten thousand mountains. The sacred mountains of the heaven and the earth are not circumscribed.

Although I have only been able to catch a glimpse of it, it has penetrated people's hearts.

Qingling walks in a hurry, the golden bell rings, and the wind blows slightly.

There was a longing in his heart, an urgent desire.

He wanted to see Buzhou, not just at the foot of the mountain, he also wanted to climb the mountain. Climbing this sacred mountain, Buzhou, would become the backbone of Pangu.

Qing Ling's steps became faster and she walked quickly.

One step is a hundred miles, one step is a hundred miles, every step is a hundred miles every day.

I don’t know how long the journey will take, so how can the road to the West end only a hundred and eighty thousand miles away?

Qing Ling walked along the way, and countless people blocked his path, but in the end they all turned into red flowers under his feet.

In the vast wilderness, the lush green grass is more than one foot tall, like trees.

On the grassland, thousands of wolves were galloping, each one hundreds of feet tall, and there were even giant wolves that were thousands of feet or even ten thousand feet tall.

Ten Thousand Wolves is like a whirlpool, spread out and scattered, with an open space in the center.

Four giant wolves, more than 500,000 feet tall, stand shoulder to shoulder with thousands of mountains, standing in all directions.

In the center of the Four Wolves, there was only one young man in green robe.

The cries of ten thousand wolves are occasionally mixed with the sound of jingling bells.

"Everyone, why are you causing so much dust?"

The leader of the four black, white, gold and green wolves said: "The Huli Prairie is the habitat of our wild wolf clan. It is really unjustifiable for you to trespass."

Qing Ling couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "This heaven and earth were opened by the great god Pangu and belong to all living beings. Why do you say this?"

Besides, I just want to leave, can you stop me?"

Black Wolf sighed and said: "You have to stop me even if you can't. Senior, we have been ordered and we must obey. The ancestor of our clan asked senior to live in the grassland temporarily."

"Oh? Just four Taiyi and dozens of golden immortals?" Qing Ling laughed lightly and said: "It seems that a flower person like me can't take time off."

"Flower grower!" Qing Lang exclaimed: "Senior, is that the rumored flower grower who 'planted three thousand flowers, Yin and Yang are immortal'?"

"Oh? When did I get this name?" Qing Ling couldn't help laughing.

"What?"

The expressions of the three wolves of black, white and gold all changed drastically.

Since thousands of years ago, there has been a powerful man walking on foot in the southern wilderness. His aura is invisible and he is always provoked by blind cultivators.

However, all cultivators who provoked this powerful man were planted into flowers, immortal and imprisoned in place forever.

Neither Boring Golden Immortal nor Taiyi are immune to vulgarity, no one is immune.

Even the descendants of the Great Luo Jinxian and even the Holy Son of the Tianjue Leopard Clan were planted in flowers and stood tall on the cliff.

Later, the great master of the Tianjue Leopard Clan personally took the flower, but he only ended up with the blood flower exploding and the Holy Son perishing.

Although the Four Wolves have the support of the Great Luo Ancestor behind them, they still feel guilty when faced with this strange power.

Qing Ling smiled and said, "Now that you all know who I am, it's time to obey my orders and enter my flowers to find your home."

After that, he gently raised his sleeves, and the Tao seeds that had been planted in the hearts of the four wolves through his eyes began to sprout, absorbing their energy and spirit, and relying on the heart soul to exist.

The tremendous pain made the four wolves grow ferocious, and the feeling of being robbed of their life was definitely an unbearable pain.

The four wolves screamed, and Taiyi Dao power surged crazily, hoping to suppress the strange flower seeds in the body.

Qing Ling smiled and said: "With four more flowers, you will become one of the one hundred and thirty-three roses."

He has absolutely no mercy towards his enemies.

Qing Ling is neither a merciful person nor a good person. Since you are related to me, you must blossom!
Chapter completed!