Great Emperor Myriad

In the Battlefield Holy Realm, the mountains are rolling and the ancient trees are towering. It contains an extremely powerful source of power, which is more than ten times that of the outside world, so that all kinds of spirit flowers and weeds here are especially gorgeous and contain Incomparable energy essence.

Here is full of an ancient atmosphere, as if it is a relic of the ancient mythological world, bred countless treasures of heaven and earth.

Ling Xiao and Liu Baiyi flew all the way and saw herds of five-colored deer running on the verdant grassland; saw a fairy crane, appearing on the top of the white cloud; saw a group of spiritual apes and monkeys in the mountains Jumping and playing between them, I saw a sea of ​​flowers, a clear lake, an endless forest...

Everything here is full of natural and fresh breath, without any artificial traces, very close to the legendary nature of Taoism.

Ling Xiao and Liu Baiyi flew over the vast mountains and stopped in a beautiful place.

A wheat field appeared in front of me, and the green wheat seedlings formed a green ocean, which looked endless and fluttered with the wind. The soft wind made people feel comfortable.

In the wheat field, there was a path leading to the distance. Two rows of willow trees were planted on both sides of the path. At this moment, new shoots were extracted, and the leaves were green and dripping, which looked extremely peaceful.

"Let's go!"

Liu Baiyi said to Ling Xiao, slowly embarking on the path.

Ling Xiao was puzzled, not knowing why Liu Baiyi chose not to continue flying, but chose to walk, but he did not ask much, but followed Liu Baiyi along the path towards the depths of the wheat field.

boom!

When I walked into the wheat field, Ling Xiao felt a slight shock in the void. Among the wheat fields around him, an extremely pure breath of life emerged, and began to flow towards him and Liu Baiyi's body. Come, vast and majestic.

Ling Xiao's flesh is powerful and majestic, and the original source of life is very strong. At the moment, after absorbing the breath of life, he feels that the flesh is gradually strengthening, and even Shouyuan has increased a lot.

"What is this place?"

Vibrating in Ling Xiao's heart, those pure breaths of life are like the most fundamental force of life, so that the life secrets in Ling Xiao's body are naturally working, even better than taking powerful Shengdan.

Ling Xiao followed Liu Baiyi and walked along the path toward the front as if she had experienced a baptism.

In the middle of the wheat field, Ling Xiao saw a very strange farmer.

The farmer looked burly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was holding a **** on the ground, hoeing the weeds in the wheat field, and then throwing them into the path.

It's just that Ling Xiao saw the weeds removed, but soon they grew out again, and the farmer looked extremely patient, weeding the weeds over and over again.

Ling Xiao did not feel any fluctuations in cultivation from the farmer's body, but instinctively felt that the farmer was unusual, as if the whole person had integrated into the wheat field in front of him, and had a mysterious temperament.

"Patriarch!"

Liu Baiyi watched the farmer salute.

"It's white! This is the disciple of Chilong's nephew, Ling Xiao?"

The farmer stopped, wiped the sweat on his face, and showed an extremely honest smile to Liu Baiyi and Ling Xiao, as if it were an old farmer who was cultivating in the ordinary world, people could not believe it, this is actually the Temple of War. Ancestor.

"Participating in Patriarch, I am Ling Xiao!"

Ling Xiao also behaved generously.

In front of this old farmer, Ling Xiao didn't feel any fluctuations in cultivation practice. It seemed that it was no different from ordinary people. Ling Xiao knew that the cultivation practice of this farmer must be terrifying, even stronger than Liu Baiyi.

"Good! Very good! The nephew of Chilongxian really found a good heir. Originally, Bai Yi said that you are a well-deserved heir to the Temple of God of War. I don't quite believe it! Seeing today, I know that Chilongxian's nephew did not find the wrong person , You deserve this burden!"

The farmer stared at Ling Xiao with a deep look, as if he could see Ling Xiao all over him, and finally showed a trace of satisfaction.

"The Patriarch has a reputation!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly.

"In a hurry today, I didn't prepare any decent meeting! This wheat ear will be given to you, Ling Xiao, I hope you can have the vitality like this wheat ear!"

The light flashed in the palm of the farmer. Among the wheat fields in the distance, a green wheat ear flew over, exuding a magnificent vitality, and was handed to Ling Xiao by the farmer.

"Thank you Grandpa!"

Ling Xiao took it seriously.

"Uncle Xiao, this ear of wheat is an artificial spirit planted by our ancestors. It has only been cultivated for two or three years. No matter how many injuries you suffer, as long as you take this ear of wheat, you can heal immediately! Patriarch is such a generous man, even I have no chance to get this kind of creature spirit!"

Liu Baiyi sent a voice to Ling Xiao said.

"Spiritual spirits?"

Shocked in Ling Xiao's heart, he also knew that the spirit of creation is the supreme treasure of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, and has various mysterious effects, just like the ear of wheat in front of him. Has the effect of living dead, flesh and bones.

Ling Xiao did not expect the farmer to have such a great skill.

"Xiao Baiyi, I'm talking about my bad things again? Rest assured, you're indispensable!"

The farmer glanced at Liu Baiyi angrily, and then threw a wheat ear to Liu Baiyi.

"Thank you Grandpa, you know Grandpa is the best!"

Liu Baiyi smiled slightly.

"Okay, let's go! The two of you guys come to my wheat field, I don't know how many times we need to **** the grass, this time I really lost money, really lost money!"

The farmer said to himself ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then he picked up the **** and walked into the green wheat wave in front of him. His figure and breath were completely integrated into the wheat field.

"Little Uncle, you have already been recognized by the Patriarch, let's go on!"

Liu Baiyi smiled slightly and led Ling Xiao through the wheat field, then walked through a quiet grove and came to a calm lake.

A fisherman wearing a hat and wearing a casket, holding a bamboo rod, was sitting in front of a small lake and fishing quietly.

The fisherman looked very old, with wrinkles all over his face, as if the wind had been blowing for thousands of years, but his gaze was so focused that he stared at the rod in front of him.

With the previous lesson in mind, Ling Xiao immediately guessed that the fisherman was also one of the ancestors of the Temple of War.

After all, although Ling Xiao felt that the fisherman did not have any cultivation for fluctuations, it seemed very ordinary, but the whole person had a very mysterious temperament, and merged with the surrounding world, forming a lonely cold. Jiang's mysterious mood.