As night falls, the moonlight slants, and the mountain wind gradually picks up, all the snake armies in Xishan Mountain return to their lairs one after another.

Thirteen Golden Immortal Venerables stood in front of Qing Ling, all respectful. To these new Golden Immortal Venerables, the Holy Son was indeed an unfathomable and important figure in the clan.

That is to say, Venerable Qiheya did not change his attitude towards him.

Qing Ling sighed lightly and said: "My dear lords, let this battle end here. Withdraw the army and go back to other places."

A young-looking venerable looked a little confused: "But the four peaks in the clan have decided to get those Escape Spirit Honey Badgers. If we retreat at this time, I'm afraid the clan elders will be dissatisfied."

Qing Ling nodded and said: "I have forgotten that there is still this step. It doesn't matter, you can go back. If people from all tribes ask you, just say that I asked you to retreat. I will explain it then."

Venerable Ya was a little confused and said: "Holy Son, your strength has greatly improved now, and we can completely crush the opponent. Why don't you take advantage of the situation and destroy this clan?"

"No." Qing Ling waved her hands and said: "Even though our strength is higher than the opponent's, we don't have strong suppression power. Even if we win, I'm afraid we won't be able to keep the Golden Immortal, and will only let the people west of the Eastern Wasteland

Hundreds of tribes are afraid.

Therefore, we need to weaken their vigilance, recharge our batteries, hide our edge, and directly suppress these small tribes with strong strength so that they have no chance to unite."

Hearing this, Venerable Ya thought for a moment and said: "It makes sense. Then we will explain it to the clan leader when we go back. Do we still need to stay here?"

Qing Ling said: "Just bother the two venerables to stay. If there are too many people, these eight tribes will not be at ease."

Venerable Ya looked at the two young-looking Venerables and said, "Gong Xi, Shao Ji, you two can stay."

The two venerables nodded naturally in response.

After some further discussion, all the venerables went back to Xishan, bringing with them an army of snakes.

Qing Ling did not leave immediately, but took Qi to a cliff and sat cross-legged in silence without speaking for a long time.

The great temperature difference between day and night in the ancient land makes the wind at night never too low. Under the bright white moon, the symbol of the snake tribe's border battlefield, the Great Green Wood Wall was built, and all snakes were silent. The hundreds of thousands of snake troops who stayed behind inhabited the Great Green Wood Wall.

, the insects and beasts are captured by the ferocious aura of thousands of snakes and cannot hear the roar of insects and beasts for thousands of miles, which is rare in the wild land.

Qi sat casually next to Qing Ling, leaning back and looking up at the moon. His eyes gradually lost focus as he was thinking about something.

Qing Ling seemed to make a sound unintentionally, and the sound flowed into people's ears like water. "Qi, you have grown up. You know you are depressed now."

I think the days when our two snakes were happily playing around in Xishan Mountain have passed. I remember that you climbed to the top of the cliff along the vines. Before the mountain was high, you were so frightened that you couldn't wrap around the vines and almost fell to your death.

I remember that time you used the Xuanshan snow water that your father had finally obtained to water the flowers in Baichun Valley. Master Zhong was so angry that he hung you on the top of Taichong Peak for three months.

In the year of your long life, Venerable Chun will take you to worship your mother..."

As Qing Ling slowly narrates, Qi's life from childhood to adulthood is revealed bit by bit. Each story may be happy or sad, but it is all worth cherishing.

Qi's thoughts were pulled back by Qingling, and he entered a lifetime of memories.

His sad face gradually calmed down, the moon was in the sky, and the night was already deep.

Qi suddenly asked sadly: "Brother, am I a monster? Why do I look like two heads and two tails?"

Qing Ling still had a slight smile on her face, touched the poor big-headed baby and said, "No, you are a god!"

"God?" Qi was startled and murmured: "How could I be a god?"

"How is it impossible?" Qing Ling said with a smile: "You have a brother who is the god of spring. What's wrong with you being a god?"

"But aren't gods born? My mother-in-law said that all innate gods are those who had a chance before the world was created. They are destined." Qi asked with a blank look on his face.

"Those are innate gods. All living beings in heaven and earth are divided into innate and acquired attributes. All living beings are divided into two parts, why can't gods be divided into two?" Qing Ling said with a smile: "You have two heads and two tails. Although you look like a dragon and a snake, you are still a snake."

If you always regard yourself as a snake in your heart, then your Qi, your luck, and your fate will always be involved with the Xishan Snake Clan."

The light flashed in Qi's eyes, but he seemed to think of something again, and dimmed again, saying: "But after I had a change, the big beast Zhanmu said that I was carrying disaster, my origin was unknown, the sky was stained with blood, and I was destined to be killed.

Heavy."

The smile in Qing Ling's eyes faded and turned into solemnity, saying: "It's your great fortune to be born with unknown circumstances and carry disasters with you. To shroud the unknown outside of Xishan and bring disasters to the enemies of Xishan, your unknown will be yours.

The disaster is a blessing and an opportunity for Xishan!"

He stood up suddenly, his eyes changed, the Taixu bell sounded in all directions, and Qi's eyes turned blood red for a moment.

Qi fell into a blood-red world. The sky was red, the earth was red, the mountains and rivers were all bloody, and the sky wept with blood. In the world of endless killing, life and death, death, fall, rebirth, fighting, conquest, and bloody corpses were...

All in this world.

Qi's thin and small figure was alone in the blood of the sky and the earth, dazed, frightened and unconvinced. Just as he was panicking, his body was gradually shrouded in blood, and a huge dragon snake appeared in the world, with a double-headed dragon head and no horns, and a single body.

Double tail, snake and dragon mixed.

He was superimposed with endless murderous intent in his heart, and he was pregnant with a long knife that hid endless murderous intent. Once he was born, the world would be terrified.

Just when Qi was confused and bloodthirsty, a figure appeared in his pupils.

A man dressed in green clothes, with long hair tied in a crown, and eyes with glazed eyes, walked towards him in the sky full of blood and fire, the only bit of clarity in the world.

Qi's frightened heart became quiet the moment she saw him, and the hesitation, fear, and ferocious cruelty in her heart gradually faded away.

The voice of the man in green that he only heard echoed through the heaven and earth, and the mountains and rivers were all in tune with him.

"Qi, you have the blood of a snake, which draws the blood of a red dragon. You have evil killing aura, and you are one body with a dragon and a snake. You are carrying disasters, your birth is unknown, you are thirsty for killing people, you grew up in purgatory, you have a knife in your belly, and you have a hidden hidden edge.

Since the dragon and snake are born, they are respected. Heaven and earth are united into one god, the Yamata-no-Orochi. Disasters and conquests follow you, endless death follows you, mountains of corpses and seas of blood follow you.

But I hope that even if there are souls, ghosts, evil, monsters, demons, slaughter, spirits, and death in the future, you will only respect the head of the spirit, the spirit of Xishan, and the Qi of Xishan.

Because the heaven and earth are so vast, only Xishan is home in all directions. Xishan and I are with you!"

In the bloody world, Qi suddenly woke up, and all the chaotic phenomena in the soul were gathered into one, turning into eight heads, among which the spiritual head was the most respected.

The heaven and earth wept, blood rained down, and the god of Yamata descended on the people, wielding a sword to level the mountains and seas.

The illusion of Taixu was shattered in an instant, thousands of bells were silent, the universe has not turned, and the world has not been red.

Qing Ling opened her eyes and smiled happily: "It's done!"
Chapter completed!