Qing Ling did not pursue rapid advancement. The most indispensable thing in the prehistoric era was time.

If you go astray in order to step into a higher realm as early as possible, countless years will not be able to make up for it.

Therefore, even with the first-generation Pantao's supreme Taoist laws, even with Jianmu Chengtian's luck, the earthly blessings of the Tunnel Lord, and the ultimate heel of hundreds of thousands of Taoists, he is still only the eighth level of Daluo.

Qing Ling walks the road very steadily, advancing little by little and never rushing.

Daluo Qingyun has also increased from 800 acres to 1,500 acres. It has surpassed the ordinary Daluo Jinxian Tenth Level Thousand Mu Qingyun.

These more than a thousand acres of Qingyun Taoist phenomena are all manifestations of his magical power. They are condensed bit by bit.

Qing Ling even re-refined the spiritual treasure "Zhushen" in the earth realm, tempered the body in the sea of ​​blood, refined the gods in reincarnation, soaked in the underworld, washed arrows in the River of Forgetfulness, and carved thirteen avenue patterns into Zhushen. Its power increased countless times.

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The cold wind in the north is getting stronger and stronger, the ice and snow are howling, and it is extremely cold for thousands of miles.

The violent snowstorm turned everything within sight into white. Even if you don't mention the extreme cold, the ice and snow in the sky alone is enough to make all living things lose their way.

Qing Ling walked for a long time, until she was covered in cold air and ice penetrated her body.

Until he stopped in front of a huge monument.

Look up and look at the giant monument.

Between the ice and snow, the sacred stone stands, its body is no longer visible and has been covered in pure white by countless ice and snow.

There are two avenue patterns carved on it, which are "Beiming"!

The wind blows in the cold snow and asks about the mayflies. The mystery is immeasurable and the Beidou is immeasurable. Looking forward to the bright and grand mist, it feels like a dream.

Qing Ling came to Beiming.

The North Ming Sea is a vast expanse of ocean, but it has no dragons.

Because there is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, its name is Kun, and Kun is so big that I don’t know how many thousands of miles it is.

This is the territory of an ancient beast and a clan.

Here is the first Kunpeng in the world, the ancestor of this clan. This clan is a clan of one person!

His name is Kunpeng. He is the only Kunpeng in the world, and he is the only one of his clan.

But in the sky, Kunpeng is swimming along with the wind.

But in the sea of ​​thunder, the divine thunder Kunpeng spreads its wings and flies high.

There are many Kunpengs in the world, but all Kunpengs are just one Kunpeng ancestor.

This man's great way is not to kill three corpses, and each incarnation is not an incarnation.

In this era, many powerful clones are vague and unique entities that cannot be simply attributed to clones.

Qing Ling walked step by step into Beiming, the ancestral land of Kunpeng.

The wind is high and the waves are violent, the sky and the earth are dark, the sky and the earth are white, and the sea in the north is blue.

However, the water in the sea is far colder than ice and snow, but it cannot condense into ice.

The Qingling Pagoda stands on top of it, and a slender river spontaneously flows under its feet. This is the long river of time that he built.

It's just very short, thin, and very small, no more than a foot.

The scenery of Beiming, except for the grandeur that I saw at first, is just a piece of cake.

In the daytime and the blue sea, there is no island, no life, no thing.

Qing Ling walked on the sea, and another river emerged from the flow of time beneath her feet.

This river is the manifestation of the Great Way of Water.

The waterway gradually grew stronger with Qing Ling's enlightenment.

One step leads to the north, and one span is a thousand miles. Ice and snow are water, everything is water, the sky is water, the earth is water, everything starts from water.

Qing Ling walked through the Beiming Sea, and the violent sea gradually calmed down, and the noisy waves became gentle.

His water is still water, while Bei Ming water is moving water.

With the combination of stillness and movement, the cold water gradually heated up. However, the higher the temperature of the water, the more it froze.

Therefore, wherever Qing Ling walked, everything turned into a sea of ​​ice.

Bei Minghai has been enlightened for thousands of years and has not seen many living beings. Only a few ice and snow elves born between heaven and earth have appeared.

The Qingling Waterway gradually formed, and he stopped and turned back.

But suddenly he heard the wind blowing in his ears, and he sensed the wind in all directions.

Suddenly a voice appeared beside him.

Qing Ling was stunned and looked at the person coming.

The person who came was wearing a gray robe and had a cold temperament. Although his eyes were somewhat melancholy, his natural good looks turned him into a pitiable depressed young man.

It wasn't until Qing Ling finished sizing up the other party that the sky started to be filled with wind. The storm swept from the north and came from the south, and the strong wind reached in front of him.

Qing Ling was shocked. This was faster than the wind, no, faster than the speed of the void. His speed had far surpassed the wind, so much so that others arrived, but the wind caused by it was still late.

The wind only slowed him down.

"Who are you?"

The young man asked, tilting his head in confusion.

"Who are you?" Qing Ling asked back.

The young man lowered his head and said in a weak voice: "I am a little bird."

Qing Ling was stunned and asked: "How small?"

The next moment, a giant bird thousands of miles away appeared in front of him, like a continent.

"Can you still call this small?" Qing Ling said in surprise: "You are already really big. You are the biggest bird I have ever seen."

The giant bird disappeared, and the depression on the young man's face disappeared a lot, and there was even a hint of joy, and he said: "Really? Am I really big? Didn't you lie to me?"

Qing Ling couldn't help but laugh. She felt that the melancholy boy in front of her was a little dull, so she reached out and touched his short hair and said, "I'm not lying to you, it's really big."

"My name is Kun, what's yours?" The blue eyes in the young man's eyes were as mesmerizing as the ocean.

Qing Ling smiled back, "My name is Qing Ling. I come from the Eastern Wasteland."

"Oh~" the young man said in surprise: "Eastern Wasteland? Where is that? Isn't there only the white and blue of Beiming in the world?"

Qing Ling immediately asked: "Have you never been out of Beiming?"

"Isn't heaven and earth just Beiming?"

"How can the world be Beiming?" Qing Ling couldn't help but speak softly, raised her right hand, pointed to the southeast, and said with a smile: "There, to the southeast of Beiming, if you keep walking along, you can see a very big

Tree, I came from under that tree."

"Tree? What is a tree?" Kun frowned and asked in confusion.

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Qing Ling didn't know what to say. The Kun in front of her was also the existence of Daluo Jinxian after all, and he didn't even know about trees.

"Have you never been out of Beiming?"

"That's right. They say that Beiming is heaven and earth, and heaven and earth are Beiming. The world is only so big." Kun scratched his head, his face full of confusion, not knowing who to believe.

Qing Ling couldn't help feeling a little pity for Kun in her heart, and said softly: "Then you must have never seen spring outside, do you want to see it?"

"Spring? What is that?" Kun asked another big question mark, "I want to see it, I want to see it."

Qing Ling saw the waves in his ocean-like eyes, smiled, and flicked her sleeves with one hand, and the ancient map slowly unfolded, laying out the hollow.

In an instant, the sky turned into blue, the earth turned into yellow and black, the clouds in the sky were covered with golden clouds, the sun rose in the east, the morning light was endless, flowers bloomed, the grass was endless, birds, beasts, insects and fish, bees, butterflies, rain and dew, the spring breeze spread for ten miles.

Kun's eyes widened for a moment, and he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief. Everything in front of him subverted his understanding. It turned out that the world was still like this.

The flowers, grass, trees, birds, fish, insects, and animals here are all fresh and bright.

Qing Ling looked at Kun and smiled like a child who got a new toy. She walked into the spring picture and waved her hand. Thousands of flowers and grass floated up, countless petals floated up, the grass was fragrant, the dandelions were pure white, and the golden clouds field was as beautiful as the scene in the painting.

, the scene is the object in the painting.

"This is the spring that blooms for you alone. It blooms in the North Sea, spreads out in the ice and snow, and is not afraid of the storm, just for you to watch."

The depression in Kun's eyes seemed to have turned into excitement. At this moment, his eyes no longer only contained the blue and quiet ocean, but also a sea of ​​stars.

He was pleasantly surprised and said: "It's so beautiful!

It turns out that the world is not just Beiming, it turns out that the world is not just ice, wind, snow and water. It turns out that the outside world is so colorful."

Kun ran unscrupulously through the spring fields, and every flower, plant, and tree was a surprise to him.
Chapter completed!