The sky is ten thousand feet high, the earth is ten thousand feet deep, and the heaven and earth are ten thousand feet wide.

Buzhou Mountain was transformed into the backbone of Pangu. When Pangu was born, the sky was ten feet high and the earth was ten feet thick, so he was one foot taller.

This is true even if it turns into a bad thing after death.

However, the higher the level of Buzhou, the more dispersed and weaker Pangu's pressure became, and the restricted area of ​​Buzhou was gradually shrinking.

Without the protection of Pangu's coercion, Bu Zhou would be just a sacred mountain. Although the sacred mountain is nine ridges high, it is not unshakable.

The higher the heaven and the earth are, the more powerful the thirty-three heavens will be if they are not bent!

But the higher the heaven and earth are, the wider the wilderness, the greater the Dao, and the greater the power of the Dao!

Qing Ling didn't think about what happened to Tian Qing. With him around, things would eventually be different.

At the top of the building, the vitality of heaven and earth from the twenty-first heaven pours into Qingling Dantian endlessly, and the Daluo Dao Zang realm turns into a thousand worlds.

Three thousand years later, Qing Ling walked down Jianmu.

Nowadays, not everyone can climb Jianmu.

Even the Great Luo Jinxian would find it difficult to reach the height of the eleventh heaven.

And Jianmu's growth after stabilizing the twenty-first level was also surprisingly slow.

South of Duguang, in the dense forest, Puppet You led the crowd to bow down.

"Meet the Taoist Master!"

Among the thousands of puppets, only a few dozen were born with spiritual wisdom, so they can be called puppet clan.

Qing Ling waved his hand, and everyone was lifted up by the huge force.

"Purple Nether Lotus, I'm afraid I won't be able to give birth to clan souls for your clan in the future."

All the spirit puppets present were shocked. Without the soul nourishment of the Purple Nether Lotus, it would be difficult for their puppet clan to give birth to a clan member in a hundred thousand years.

Although there are thousands of puppets, there is only one puppet among ten thousand that can give birth to intelligence.

But You's expression was shocked, and he still worshiped: "No matter what the Taoist orders, my puppet clan can only be born because of the grace of your creation.

No matter how heaven and earth change, our puppet clan will always respect you as our master."

Qing Ling nodded lightly and said, "In the future, I will find another treasure for your clan to nourish the soul."

Now that he is an extremely powerful person, as long as he raises his arms and raises his voice, countless free ethnic groups in the world are willing to be driven by him. Being an extremely powerful vassal ethnic group is already a great opportunity!

Qing Ling walked to the Zishui River. Purple air was misty, purple lotuses were blooming, the river was purple, the mist was light, and thousands of purple lotuses were guarding one master.

It is the Ziyoulian from back then!

Qing Ling sighed: "Ziyou, back then when you lived with me, the red leaf chrysanthemum, I promised to treat you well.

Once you say what you say, do what you say.

But now, I need you. But you don't have to worry.

I know that it is difficult for you to be pregnant with your spiritual wisdom. Now I have three strands of the remnant soul of my ancestor, and I want to use you as my body to retrain my physical body.

Although I am using your body, my ancestor’s soul is gone. She will coexist with your will. You will become her and she will become you.

It will also help you to perfect your spiritual wisdom, get rid of destiny, break the shackles of heaven and earth, transform plants and trees, and cultivate the great path!

If you are willing, the lotus will bloom with nine leaves; if not, all nine leaves will be closed!"

The purple lotus leaves kept fluttering in the wind, and for a moment it seemed as if it was difficult to make a decision.

After waiting for a long time, or the Purple Nether Lotus has made up its mind, its nine leaves are all blooming. It is eager to embark on the road, control its own destiny, and no longer worry about being refined into a spiritual treasure, and no longer puts its destiny in the hands of others.

Qing Ling felt slightly relieved and said with a smile: "Okay!"

After he finished speaking, he threw out the broken golden flower with one hand, and there was a wisp of ghost attached to the golden flower.

This ray of darkness is Granny Hua Geng’s unyielding obsession with her clan members and Xishan.

Qingling released another copper lamp, which was Granny Hua Geng’s thoughts and care for the ethnic group.

Qingling Yuan Shen senses, and the innate Spring God's breath senses the eight wastelands and ten places.

His soul travels around the world, looking for that ray of Hua Geng’s self!

Granny Hua Geng once borrowed Qing Ling's innate breath to break through, and it was this ray of innate breath that allowed her soul to sense it even though she was thousands of miles away!

The Qingling shook the Taixu Divine Bell, and the soul swayed with waves of soul sound.

"Come back! Come back!"

Although the world is vast, my hometown is the only one.

The soul is back!"

The voice of the soul spreads throughout the mountains, rivers and land, summoning souls from far away.

A wisp of ghostly feeling floated down in the Eastern Wasteland.

Qingling pointed at three ghosts, and the ghosts merged into the purple lotus body.

The nine grades of Purple Nether Lotus are fully integrated, the flowers bloom a hundred yuan and close together, falling into a deep sleep.

The divine lines between Qing Ling's brows flickered, and he forced a ray of light from the Sansheng Stone to shine on the Ziyou Lotus.

Since then, every thousand years, Qingling will activate the Three Life Stones to emit a ray of light, the light of the authentic source.

After nine thousand years, Zilian exudes a hint of authentic soul.

Qingling also diverted water from the Huangquan River to water it day and night for nine thousand years, and the water from the Wangchuan River flowed into it for nine thousand years.

He injected the original power of Mu Dao into Ziyoulian to increase its vitality.

Within the Purple Nether Lotus, the will of the Purple Lotus merges with the three true souls of Granny Hua Geng.

Three strands of true soul are too few to regenerate the soul.

Only those who are deficient in intelligence and have a gentle temperament can live in peace with a spiritual creature from heaven and earth like the Purple Lotus.

Although Purple Nether Lotus is not the best spiritual root, even the best spiritual roots cannot achieve the compatibility of Purple Nether Lotus!

Qing Ling worked hard for tens of thousands of years and left the Zishui River.

Next, Ziyoulian will have to undergo a long period of fusion before a complete soul can be born and transformed.

But at that time, she could only be regarded as half of Hua Geng Granny.

But it is still much better than completely disappearing from heaven and earth.

He is not a kind person, but he is a person with clear grudges.

If anyone has a grudge, he will be killed. The nine clans will kill him together to avoid future troubles.

If you have a favor, you should repay it. Even if the benefactor dies and the karma on his body disappears, the karma in his heart has not yet been repaid.

When his Dao heart is too lacking, it will affect the Dao.

Qing Ling walked into Xishan, and Granny Hua Geng passed away, so he will take over. The ethnic group will multiply and pass on from generation to generation, just to keep the fire burning!

The Qing Ling Hui Clan has only three or four Golden Immortals with dozens of heavenly ranks, and everything has returned to its original point.

Once upon a time, the Snake Clan relied on the great tide of the Dragon Clan to rise. If the Dragon Clan is gone, everything will return.

In this case, he created an era of his own, riding on the wind and waves he set off, and the tide surged.

Qing Ling climbed onto the altar at the top of Taichong Peak, holding the Ten Thousand Snakes Mysterious Staff, leaning over and sitting down, her robe falling to the ground.

More than a hundred people from the transformed tribe bowed respectfully: "Meet the ancestor!"

Qing Ling said calmly: "Get up."

The snakes stood up and showed great respect.

Qing Ling glanced at the snakes. These people were the seeds of the clan specially left by Granny Hua Geng, and all of them were extraordinary.

Although his cultivation level is low, his heels are extraordinary.

Qingling Yuan Shen rotated and deduced all the worlds. The tribesmen, the heaven and earth, and the life experiences of more than a hundred tribesmen all fell into his eyes.

After a long time, his eyes lit up.

Qing Ling preached: "Our Xishan Mountain is the ancestral land of all snakes in the world. The snake clan has declined, the Teng Snake lineage has been divided, the sea snake royal family has been wiped out, and only my Xishan lineage remains.

Since I am the ancestor of the Snake Clan, I will never allow the Snake Clan to decline! Those ancestors who risked their lives and fought hard will not allow it.

From today onwards, I decide to revitalize my clan and restore the prosperity of our clan in the era of our ancestor Taigeng!"

In the past, Tai Geng was the most powerful man. Although he was in the realm of the twenty-eighth heaven, he was in the chaotic era when the world was just beginning. He had so many powerful powers that it was difficult to display them.

Today, although Qing Ling is not as powerful as Tai Geng, the era he lives in is even less powerful than the era Tai Geng lives in.

Qing Ling has a heart, and the snake clan will not be unknown among all the clans in the world.

Qing Ling said: "Sky Hook!"

The bully-looking young man below was extremely pleasantly surprised. It turned out that even the ancestor knew his name.

Immediately, his face glowed red, and his heart was full of pride. He stepped forward and said: "The descendants of the clan are here with the Sky Hook!"
To be continued...