In the thousandth year since Qing Ling entered the world, he traveled to the Xuanming tribe.

In the center of the Xuanming tribe is the Ancestral Witch Hall, and in the hall is naturally the Xuanming Ancestral Witch.

Qing Ling had no taboos and slowly walked into the Xuanming tribe. There were many celestial witches here, including old witches, witch masters, and even great witches.

The majestic palace made of ice and snow is simple and majestic. The woman who was sleeping in the palace suddenly woke up. She stood up from the ice and snow throne, her pure white eyes revealing the indifference of snow.

Qing Ling stopped outside the main hall and looked at the Ancestral Witch Hall in concentration without saying a word.

Xuan Ming walked out, and the wind and snow in the sky stopped, and her footsteps echoed in the ice and snow.

Xuan Ming was not frightened, and the Wu clan was not afraid.

She rarely came quietly without asking. She was very smart. Although she couldn't beat the person in front of her, she knew that the person in front of her was not here to fight.

Qing Ling looked at the Ancestral Witch Palace. The main hall was made of pure ice and snow, and the sharp cold wind was the workmanship to carve out this ice and snow palace.

The main hall is not only a main hall, but also a condensed world of ice, snow and rain.

Xuan is the wind and rain, and Ming is the ice and snow. Xuan Ming is the god of wind, rain, ice and snow of the Wu clan.

In Qing Ling's eyes, there is no main hall, only the evolution of Pangu's power through wind, rain, ice and snow, the most simple and pure Pangu's power.

Surprise flashed in Xuan Ming's eyes. The person in front of him actually wanted to understand Pangu Dafa!

Qing Ling's pupils gradually lost their way and turned into pure white like ice and snow.

A bold idea suddenly came to Xuan Ming's mind.

This extremely powerful person is lost in the power of ice and snow, and is defenseless. If we can take advantage of this to take his body and destroy his soul...

As soon as this idea appeared, she could not control the rapid expansion. Although the risk was great, the reward was even greater. After all, the person standing in front of her was the only demon ancestor of the demon clan!

Xuan Ming took action in an instant, and the ice and snow in the sky blew towards Qing Ling with the cold wind, forming an extremely cold and frozen void!

"Buzz~"

The void shattered, and a river of pure white light slowly flowed around Qing Ling in the dark void.

Xuan Ming was shocked and said, "Time flows like a river!"

There are very few people in the world who practice the Great Way of Time, and there are only three people who can realize the long river of time.

The Lord Taiyin who left the ancient world, Xi He who became the mother of all demons, and the Taoist Master of the East Wilderness in front of him.

The endless wind and snow did not enter the long river, but only made waves in the river.

No wonder Qing Ling walked along the way, not even the wizards, not even the great witches, noticed it. It turned out that he was walking in time.

Xuan Ming hesitated for a moment. The passage of time is not easy to break. If he takes action again, the people in front of him will definitely retreat in shock.

Just when she was hesitating, a touch of green appeared in front of Xuanming Palace.

In the wind and snow, a green tree grows vigorously.

The trunk of the tree towers straight into the sky, and the green branches are swaying, reflecting the snow. The branches and leaves are needle-green, and the century-old pines are green and lush.

A huge pine tree gradually grows, standing in the wind and snow of the north, growing alone.

The pure white pupils of Qingling repeated the divine light, looking at the giant tree, with a gentle smile on his face, "The pines and cypresses stand in the cold, but they have a different artistic conception."

Xuan Ming said coldly: "Plant a tree in front of the ancestral witch gate?"

Qing Ling laughed: "Let's stop what we have just done. It is a blessing to have pine and cypress in front of your Xuanming Palace."

Xuan Ming remained silent, glanced at him, turned around and walked back to the Ancestral Witch Hall.

Qing Ling walked under the 100-foot-long pine tree, touched the ancient tree with a gentle face, and said softly: "The wind and snow are very strong, and it's hard on you."

The pine needles sway, expressing its gratitude and joy.

It was originally a spiritual seed eons ago. It died in the northern cold land due to the great changes in the world and could not grow.

It was Qing Ling's power of wood that inspired him to break through the cold and die and reincarnate, becoming the only green spot in this land with no vegetation.

Qingling couldn't bear to be alone in the wind and snow, so she opened her sapphire umbrella, and a lotus fell to the ground, taking root and sprouting.

It's a pity that it's too cold here. This is the territory of the Ice and Snow Ancestral Witch.

The lotus flower only grows for a moment and then withers.

Seeing this, Qing Ling stretched out her hand and pointed, vermilion dripped from her fingertips, and the green lotus fell to the ground red. The green lotus changed, the lotus leaves shrank, the branches and leaves grew, and red flowers bloomed alone.

"Beside the pines and cypresses are red plums. From now on, you two can be together in the ice and snow."

The first pine, cypress and plum blossoms in the world grew here.

Xuan Ming looked at the pines, cypresses and red plums in the ice and snow, and did not stop them from growing, because they were creatures in the ice and snow.

Qing Ling set out again, walking through the ice and snow, and there was a tree of ice and snow.

After passing the Xuanming Ancestral Witch in the north, you will find the Shebishi tribe.

The witch clan is divided into magic witches and physical witches. The magic witches understand witchcraft, perform sacrifices to the heaven and earth, pray to all spirits, understand the laws of heaven and earth, and regulate the spirits of all things.

Body witchcraft specializes in cultivating the physical body, polishing the muscles and bones, absorbing the evil energy of heaven and earth to strengthen itself, and can use force to move the universe and shatter the void.

The realms of the witch clan are divided into earth witches, heavenly witches, old witches, witch masters and great witches.

Before the great witch, physical cultivation and law cultivation were divided into two. When you reach the realm of great witches, the body and body of witchcraft and magic are unified. Every great witch is a peerless powerhouse. Although the great witch corresponds to the realm of Daluo Jinxian, even the weakest great witch can surpass the same realm. Da Luo.

A powerful wizard can even rival the quasi-sage realm!

The Shebishi tribe specializes in witchcraft and has very little physical training.

Along the way, Qing Ling saw walking corpses everywhere, all filled with poison.

The seventy-three tribes of Xuanming live in a land of ice and snow, and the fifty-two tribes of Shebishi live in a land of barren mountains and harsh waters.

Qing Ling walked for a thousand years and stood in front of the Shabi Corpse Ancestor Witch Hall.

Shebi Zhi was not as calm as Xuan Ming. With a roar, all the corpses moved and all the poisons arrived.

She is more powerful than corpses, poison, the ancestral witch of corpses, good at poison, controlling corpses!

Qing Ling watched the Shabi Corpse Ancestral Witch Temple, and saw the living souls everywhere floating in the mountains and rivers. The corpses were trapped, and they were pregnant and could not return.

The soul between his eyebrows is a little bit, and a tree grows out, named Sophora japonica, which can gather the yin and collect the soul.

Qing Ling stretched out a finger, turned the sky into a rainbow, and tied up Shebi's corpse.

The locust tree next to him connected the path of corpse ghosts. For the sake of the innocent souls who died after being refined into corpses by the witch clan, and for the wooden path, the locust tree was planted in front of the ancestral witch palace, and its roots were connected to the ancient witch pattern walls of the ancestral witch palace. Destroy it.

Qing Ling ignored the Shebi corpse roaring angrily behind him and continued southward.

Along the way, he encountered the halls of the Ancestral Witch of Thunder and the Ancestral Witch of Electricity, and planted thunder trees and porcelain flowers.

The main hall of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was built by the Twelve Ancestral Witches based on the twelve lines of Pangu Hall. Each hall is a ray of Pangu's power.

Qing Ling continued to travel south. That night, the stars and moon hung in the sky for nine days, the grass and trees were blessed with dew, and the insects and birds returned to their nests.

He met an old man under the moon. Both of them were stunned. Neither of them thought they would meet each other.

But it's not impossible.

"Taoist Master, please."

The old man said politely and invited him to sit down. There was no futon, so he sat on the ground. The river was gurgling, and green cattle were grazing on the bank. The old man sat on the stone beach, and the plants around him were silently enjoying the moonlight. Even if there were fireflies and ants crawling on the old man, he Never brushed it off.

Qing Ling sat down with a smile: "Sorry to bother you."
Chapter completed!