Great Emperor Myriad

In the Holy Land of War, the mountains are undulating, the ancient trees are towering, and they contain incomparably powerful original power, which is more than ten times that of the outside world, so that the various spiritual flowers and weeds here are especially gorgeous and contain An extremely majestic energy essence.

This place is full of an ancient atmosphere, as if it is the relics of the ancient mythical world, and it has bred countless treasures of heaven and earth.

Ling Xiao and Liu Baiyi flew all the way, and saw groups of five-colored deer running on the green grassland; they saw cranes, haunting the top of the white clouds; they saw a group of spiritual apes, among the mountains Jumping and playing, I saw a sea of ​​flowers, a crystal-clear lake, an endless forest...

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

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

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

There is a small road in the wheat field that leads to the distance. Two rows of willow trees are planted on both sides of the road. At this moment, new shoots have been taken out, and the leaves are green and dripping, which looks extremely peaceful.

"Let's go!"

Liu Baiyi said to Ling Xiao, and slowly stepped onto the path.

Ling Xiao had some doubts in her heart. He didn't know why Liu Baiyi didn't choose to continue flying, but chose to walk, but he didn't ask much, but followed Liu Baiyi along the path towards the depths of the wheat field.

boom!

When he walked into the wheat fields, Ling Xiao suddenly felt a slight shock in the void. In the surrounding wheat fields, a stream of incomparably pure aura of life emerged, beginning to flow into his and Liu Baiyi's bodies. Come, vast and majestic.

Ling Xiao's physical body is powerful and his vitality is majestic. The original life source is very powerful. After absorbing the breath of life at this moment, he actually feels that his physical body is slowly increasing, and even his lifespan has increased a lot.

"What is this place?"

Ling Xiao's heart trembled, those pure life auras, like the most original power of life, made Ling Xiao's life secrets work naturally, even better than taking a powerful Holy Pill.

Ling Xiao followed Liu Baiyi and walked forward along the path, as if experiencing 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 hoeing the ground with a hoe in his hand, hoeing off the rhizomes of the weeds in the wheat field, and then throwing it onto the path.

However, Ling Xiao saw that the weeds were removed, but they grew back soon, and the farmer seemed extremely patient, weeding the weeds over and over again.

Ling Xiao didn't feel any fluctuations in the cultivation level from the farmer, but instinctively felt that the farmer was extraordinary, as if the whole person was integrated into the wheat field in front of him, with a mysterious temperament of his own.

"Patriarch!"

Liu Baiyi watched the farmer salute.

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

The farmer stopped, wiped the sweat from his face, and showed a very honest smile at Liu Baiyi and Ling Xiao, as if he was an old farmer cultivated in the mundane world. It is impossible to believe that this one is actually from the Temple of War Patriarch.

"Participate in Patriarch, I am Ling Xiao!"

Ling Xiao also bowed in a generous manner.

The old farmer in front of him didn't make Ling Xiao feel any fluctuations in his cultivation level. It seemed that he was no different from ordinary people. Ling Xiao knew that this farmer's cultivation level must be extremely scary, even stronger than Liu Baiyi.

"Okay! Very good! Nephew Chilong really found a good heir. Originally, white clothes said that you are the well-deserved heir to the Temple of War. I still don't believe it! When I saw you today, I knew that Nephew Chilong didn't find the wrong person , You can bear this burden!"

The farmer stared at Ling Xiao, his eyes were very deep, as if he could see Ling Xiao through his body, and finally showed a hint of satisfaction.

"The Patriarch has a good reputation!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly.

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

A light flashed in the palm of the farmer's palm, and suddenly a green wheat ear flew over in the distant wheat field, exuding majestic vitality, and was handed to Ling Xiao by the farmer.

"Thank you Patriarch!"

Ling Xiao took it seriously.

"Uncle Master, this wheat ear is a spiritual seed planted by the ancestor. It takes only two or three in ten thousand years. No matter how many injuries you have suffered, as long as you take this wheat ear, you will be able to heal immediately! Patriarch, this is a big deal, and even I have no chance to get this kind of spirit seed!"

Liu Baiyi spoke to Ling Xiao.

"Good luck spirit seed?"

Ling Xiao’s heart was shocked. He also knew that the Spirit Seed of Good Fortune, which is the supreme treasure of the heavens and the earth, the sun and the moon, has various mysterious effects, just like the wheat ear in front of him. It has the effects of living dead, flesh and bones.

Ling Xiao didn't expect the farmer to have such a big hand.

"Xiao Baiyi, are you talking bad about me again? Don't worry, yours is indispensable!"

The farmer gave Liu Baiyi an angry glance, and then threw another wheat ear to Liu Baiyi.

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

Liu Baiyi smiled slightly.

"Okay, let's go! You two guys come to my wheat field for a trip. I don't know how to hoe the grass several times. This time it is really a big loss, it is a big loss!"

The farmer said to himself, and then he took up his hoe and walked into the green waves of wheat in front of him, his figure and breath were completely integrated into the wheat field.

"Little Master, you have been approved 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 peaceful lake.

A fisherman with a hat on his head and a fur coat, holding a bamboo pole, is sitting quietly fishing before sitting on the bank of a small lake.

The fisherman looked very old, his face was full of wrinkles, as if the wind had blown for tens of thousands of years, but his eyes were extremely focused, staring motionlessly at the fishing rod in front of him.

With the previous lesson, Ling Xiao suddenly guessed in his heart, I'm afraid this fisherman is also one of the ancestors of the Temple of War.

After all, although Ling Xiao felt that this fisherman did not have any fluctuations in his cultivation level and looked very ordinary, but the whole person had a very mysterious temperament, blending with the surrounding world, faintly forming a pair of fishing alone. Jiang's mysterious mood.