Chapter 2010

In the battle of heaven, the mountains are rolling, ancient trees are towering, and they contain a very powerful source of strength, which is more than ten times the external world, so that all kinds of flowers and flowers are magnificent and contain great energy essence.

Here is full of an ancient atmosphere, as if it were a relic of the ancient mythical world, pregnant with countless natural and earth treasures.

Lingxiao and Liu Baiyi flew all the way and saw groups of colorful deer running on the green grassland; Saw a crane, haunting the top of the white clouds; I saw a group of intelligent apes jumping and playing among the mountains, and saw a sea of flowers, clear lakes and endless forests

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

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

There was a wheat field in front of me. The green wheat seedlings formed a green ocean, which was boundless and floated with the wind. The soft wind made people feel comfortable.

There is a path leading to the distance in the wheat field. Two rows of willows are planted on both sides of the path. At the moment, new buds are pulled out, and the leaves are green and dripping, which looks very peaceful.

"Let's go!"

Liu Baiyi said to Lingxiao and slowly stepped on the path.

Lingxiao had some doubts in his heart. He didn't know why Liu Baiyi didn't choose to continue flying, but chose to walk. However, he didn't ask any more, but followed Liu Baiyi along the path to the depths of the wheat field.

Boom!

When walking into the wheat field, Lingxiao immediately felt a slight shock in the void. Among the surrounding wheat fields, there were incomparably pure breath of life, which began to flow towards him and Liu Baiyi, vast and majestic.

Lingxiao's flesh is powerful and has great Qi and blood. Originally, the origin of life is very powerful. Now, after absorbing those breath of life, he feels that the flesh is slowly increasing, and even Shouyuan has increased a lot.

"Where is this?"

Lingxiao was shocked. The pure breath of life was like the most original power of life, which made the life secrets in Lingxiao run naturally, even better than taking a powerful holy pill.

Lingxiao followed Liu Baiyi and walked along the path towards the front, as if she had experienced a baptism.

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

The farmer looked tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was hoeing with a hoe in his forehand. He cut the roots of the weeds in the wheat field and threw them onto the path.

However, Lingxiao saw that the weeds were removed, but they soon grew again, and the farmer looked very patient and hoed again and again.

Lingxiao didn't feel any cultivation fluctuation from the farmer, but instinctively felt that the farmer was different, as if the whole person had integrated into the wheat field in front of him, with a mysterious temperament.

"Grandmaster!"

Liu Baiyi looked at the farmer and saluted.

"It's white! Is this Lingxiao, nephew Chilong's disciple?"

The farmer stopped, wiped the sweat on his face, and showed a very simple and honest smile to Liu Baiyi and Lingxiao. It seemed that he was an old farmer farming in the earthly world. People couldn't believe that he was the ancestor of the God of war hall.

"Join the ancestral master, I am Lingxiao!"

Lingxiao was also generous and gave a salute.

The old farmer in front of Lingxiao doesn't feel any fluctuation in cultivation. It seems that Lingxiao is no different from ordinary people. Lingxiao knows that the cultivation of the farmer must be incomparable terror, even stronger than Liu Baiyi.

"Good! Good! Chilong's virtuous nephew has indeed found a good successor. Originally, white clothes said that you are the worthy successor of the God of war hall. I don't believe it! As soon as I saw you today, I knew that Chilong's virtuous nephew didn't find the wrong person. You can afford this burden!"

The farmer stared at Lingxiao. His eyes were very deep, as if he could see through Lingxiao up and down, and finally showed a trace of satisfaction.

"The grandmaster is over praised!"

Lingxiao smiled.

"I'm in a hurry today. I didn't prepare any decent meeting gifts! This ear of wheat is given to you. Lingxiao, I hope you can have vitality like this ear of wheat!"

The light in the farmer's palm flashed. Suddenly, in the wheat field in the distance, a green ear of wheat flew over, emitting a majestic life Qi machine, which was handed to Lingxiao by the farmer.

"Thank you, master!"

Lingxiao took it seriously.

"Little martial uncle, this ear of wheat is the divine seed planted by the ancestor. It can only cultivate two or three in ten thousand years. No matter how many injuries you suffer, you can recover immediately as long as you take this ear of wheat! The ancestor is so generous that even I have no chance to get this divine seed!"

Liu Baiyi said to Lingxiao.

"Is there a divine seed?"

Lingxiao's heart was shocked. He also knew that the spirit of creation is the supreme treasure of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon. It has all kinds of mysterious effects, just like the ear of wheat in front of him, which has the effect of living the dead and flesh and bones.

Lingxiao didn't expect that the farmer should have such a big pen.

"Little white clothes, are you bad mouthing me again? Don't worry, you're indispensable!"

The farmer looked at Liu Baiyi angrily and said, and then threw a ear of wheat to Liu Baiyi.

"Thank you, grandmaster. I know grandmaster is the best!"

Liu Baiyi smiled.

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

The farmer said to himself. Then he picked up his hoe and walked into the green wheat waves in front of him. His figure and breath were completely integrated with the wheat field.

"Little martial uncle, you have been recognized by your ancestors. Let's go on!"

Liu Baiyi smiled and took Lingxiao through the wheat field, then walked through a quiet grove and came to a quiet lake.

A fisherman wearing a hat and coir raincoat, holding a bamboo pole, was sitting quietly fishing by the lake.

The fisherman looks very old, his face is full of wrinkles, like the vicissitudes of the wind for thousands of years, but his eyes are extremely focused and fixed on the fishing rod in front of him.

With the previous lesson, Lingxiao immediately guessed that the fisherman was also one of the ancestors of the God of war hall.

After all, although Lingxiao felt that the fisherman didn't have any cultivation fluctuation and looked very ordinary, he had an extremely mysterious temperament and merged with the surrounding world, forming a mysterious artistic conception of fishing for the cold river alone.