Since this Ten Yuan Meeting, Qing Ling has never stood up for a moment, and his cultivation has never stopped for a moment.

After exhausting all the powerful cultivation in his future body, the ten yuan will be refined and consolidated, and the energy from all directions returns like a tide. The Qingyun above him rolls, and the sky covered by the sea of ​​clouds doubles again, and more than 300,000 acres of Qingyun are hidden.

In the void, it became the vast sky.

Qing Ling has been practicing hard for a long time, and one dream lasts for many years.

He stood up, his hair was messy and spread out, his robes were stretched out, like an immortal in the clouds.

Looking to the east, facing the sea, looking back on the past.

The young man sighed with emotion, time is not forgiving, he is no longer a young man.

After spending more than one hundred and twenty Yuan Hui years in this life in penance, Qing Ling has faded away from the youthful youth and become a young man.

He looked at the sky of Qingming in the East and thought of Brother Qinglong who was imprisoned in the East Pole.

When he was young, Qinglong protected him as he grew up.

Now that he has grown up, the green dragon has withdrawn from heaven and earth.

Qing Ling sighed: "Brother, I'm almost catching up with you."

Now, he is no longer a little person who just goes with the crowd and can't control himself.

After passing through the quiet years and the bloody years, Qing Ling has entered the twenty-fifth level of heaven.

He became a true giant in this era!

Just as I was thinking about it, there was another bright light outside Xishan.

That was the people of the Snake Clan who were busy.

Following the decree of their ancestor, they built an ancient stone city outside Xishan Mountain to accommodate monks and immortals from all over the world.

The ancient city was nominated by Qing Ling, and the word "Sen Luo" was dropped!

The eastern coast is bounded by Forest City, and to the west of this city is the wide area of ​​the capital.

To the east of this city is the current sphere of influence of Penglai Immortal Island.

All the immortals in the prehistoric times knew that Master Duguang and Duke Dongwang were of the same power.

The two major forces are hostile to each other.

Senluo City can be regarded as the first city in heaven and earth. When the construction of the city was completed, there were still some heavenly merits left, although not much.

The ancient city was built for the Snake Clan. Visitors from all over the world can enter the city, stay and rest, or exchange things for things. There is only one rule in the city, no fighting or fighting is allowed.

The ancient land of Xishan has been included in the scope of Duguang by Qingling. Since then, the only way for the Snake Clan to enter and leave the wilderness is through Senluo City, so there are the most Snake Clan in the city.

If there are powerful people in the city who come, they can build trees and climb the ladder to heaven.

Nowadays, Jianmu has been passed down as a ladder to the sky and a passage connecting heaven and earth.

Climbing the ladder to heaven can give you experience. Once you have climbed to the first level of heaven, you will have the understanding of another level of heaven.

There are many immortals and powerful beings who come here in admiration. Immortals travel all over the world and often come here to see it in their carefree world.

Different from the sentient beings preaching on Penglai Xiandao, Du Guang just wants to be free and happy.

Qi, who experienced the way of killing in the sea of ​​​​blood, finally became Daluo. There is another great master of killing, and he has become the real Yamata no Orochi!

Among the Xishan tribe, all kinds of snakes are prosperous again. The names of Ba Snake, Song Snake, and Transformed Snake are spread throughout the world.

The Dragon Gate in the Yellow River opens every 10,000 years, and more than a dozen aquatic people cross the Dragon Gate, transform into dragons and fly into the sky, fly to the East China Sea, and enter the ancestral cave to practice cultivation.

The Dragon Kings of the Four Seas have also become Taiyi Daxiu. Although they cannot control the Four Seas, they can at least barely control the Dragon Palace.

The prehistoric land has experienced more than ten Yuanhui cultivations, creatures have multiplied and thrived, and species have once again prospered.

The ancient land, thousands of mountains and rivers are once again bustling with activity.

This is a new era that breaks away from the ancient times of the three tribes.

To the east, in front of Senluo City, two figures, an old man and a young man, stopped.

The young man in white robe raised his head and looked at the tall boulder city. A barbaric atmosphere hit his face, and the two-character Taoist text on the city gate added another third of meaning.

The old man in gray robe looked at the word "Sen Luo", his eyes were immersed in it, and he was silent for a while.

From time to time, one or two rays of light would fall in front of the city gate, either from the snake tribe or from foreign immortals. Although it was not deserted, it could not be called lively.

But the atmosphere of this ancient city makes people feel that it has accumulated over time.

The reason why this city feels ancient is because the entire city is built from one huge stone.

This huge stone is the twelve ranks of the Dragon Clan that once stood on the shores of the East China Sea!

After a calamity of luck, the ancient feeling of this stone is naturally extraordinary.

The old man in gray robe stared at him for a long time and said with emotion: "I didn't miss him. He is really extraordinary."

The boy in white clothes asked in confusion: "Ancestor, is this senior really having a "very good" relationship with you?

If the relationship is very good, why don't you see him come to greet you?"

The old man coughed lightly and said, "What do you know? I just like to keep a low profile.

Aren’t you entering the city yet?”

The young man said "Oh" and followed the old man into the city.

There is no soil in the city, because the city is made up of huge rocks. There are many snake tribesmen on both sides of the ground who have placed some toys, as well as various spiritual herbs, spiritual roots, or treasures.

It's just that there are very few people in the city, and occasionally one or two immortals will stop and ask questions.

The city is not big, but has a radius of thousands of miles.

Stone houses stand on both sides of the road. In front of the door there are immortals drinking tea calmly, or snake tribesmen walking in and out.

This city is very free. If you want to stay, you can just wave your hand and drop the stone house to live here.

If you want to leave, just walk in.

Don't worry about anyone.

The old man walked a lot. With his eyes filled with vicissitudes of life, he tried to see something through the ancient city, but he was doomed to be in vain.

Because it's still too early, so early that even the saint hasn't come out yet.

The old man laughed at himself: "I don't plan to be born anyway, so why bother thinking about what he is planning?"

Walking through the stone road in the city, one reaches the west of the city. There is a gate in the west of the city, and only powerful people can enter.

No one is watching, no one is watching.

The old man's body lit up with brilliant light, and he walked through the door wrapped in the young man's arms.

As soon as you enter the door, you enter a new world.

In front of the old man, there is a huge grassland, with spiritual grass everywhere, spiritual beasts everywhere, the sky is high and deep, and the earth is heavy.

He saw the building tree that supported the sky and the ground!

At the same time, the figure on the building also saw him.

Qing Ling burst into laughter and said, "It's an old friend here."

He walked down Jianmu step by step, and the old man also walked down Jianmu step by step. The two looked at each other and both smiled.

"I haven't seen you Taoist friend for a long time, and I feel more and more extraordinary."

Qing Ling replied: "My Taoist friend is joking. I just took advantage of the right time and place.

During the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation back then, I knew that my Taoist friend would not perish easily, and we would definitely see each other again. Now, I really do."

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "I'm just hanging on for a breath."

"Fellow Taoist, you are so humble. How can the Jiuxuan Patriarch, who is famous among the three clans, be a mediocre person?"

Qing Ling stretched out her hand, and the stone table and bench under the wooden structure fell beside her. She stretched out her hand and waved: "Fellow Taoist, please."

Ancestor Jiuxuan smiled and said, "It seems to be my blessing that my fellow Taoist can treat me as a guest."

Qing Ling laughed loudly and said, "My old friend has passed away. Are there any seniors from the past who can come and talk to me? You have to take care of me."

On the stone table, three teacups appeared, three dark yellow leaves fell, the veins of the leaves were dark and showed the sky, made of eight poles, Liuhe, dark yellow earth leaves.

There is also the cold snow turning into ice water, the spiritual fire being born in the wood, the Xun fire brewing the cold fragrance, and the fluttering flavor of tea spreading across mountains and rivers thousands of miles away in a cup.

"please!"

Jiu Xuan looked at him and said, "Could this be Huang Zhongli?"

Qing Ling nodded, "The spiritual roots left behind by the dragon clan will die without the support of the dragon clan's luck. I couldn't bear the death of this top-quality spiritual root, so I transplanted it everywhere. I can support it with my luck and suppress it.

Ye brews a cup of mountain and river tea to welcome visitors from all over.

You are the first!"

Ancestor Jiuxuan laughed and said, "Then I took advantage."

After that, he picked up the tea cup and drank lightly.

The young man in white clothes next to him was a little reserved and just stood beside Jiuxuan with his head bowed and silent.

Qing Ling took a slow sip, and the mountain and river air entered the twelve meridians in the body. The mountains and rivers flowed smoothly, and the rivers flowed to the blood, and the body became tranquil. It was indeed extraordinary.

This mountain and river tea was transformed from his imagination into reality.

Jiuxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, immersed himself in it, and said: "Wonderful! Wonderful!"

Qing Ling laughed and said, "Then drink more."

"No, no." Jiuxuan said: "Although this tea is wonderful, it can only be wonderful when you drink it for the first time.

I drank the Baihu Sacred Beast's Hundred Kills Tea a hundred times, but I just felt that the aroma of the tea was not as good as the first time I drank it, and I felt regretful."

"By the way, look at my brain. I was just enjoying the tea and forgot about the real thing." Jiuxuan said, "Bai Ze, come here to meet the ancestor of the Snake Clan."
Chapter completed!