In the Holy Land of War Sky, the mountains are rolling and the ancient trees are towering. They contain extremely powerful source power, which is more than ten times that of the outside world, so that all kinds of spiritual flowers and plants here are particularly gorgeous, containing a lot of energy.
Incomparably majestic energy essence.
This place is full of an ancient atmosphere, as if it is a relic of the ancient mythical world, which has given birth to countless treasures of heaven, material and earth.
Ling Xiao and Liu Baiyi flew all the way and saw groups of five-color deer running on the green grassland; they saw cranes haunting the top of the white clouds; they saw a group of spiritual apes walking among the mountains.
Jumping and playing around, we saw a sea of flowers, crystal clear lakes, and endless forests...
Everything here is full of natural and fresh atmosphere, without any traces of man-made things, and is very close to the legendary Taoist nature.
Ling Xiao and Liu Baiyi flew over the vast mountains together and stopped in a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.
A wheat field appeared in front of me. The green wheat seedlings formed an endless green ocean, drifting in the wind. The gentle wind made people feel comfortable all over.
There is a path leading into the distance among the wheat fields. Two rows of willow trees are planted on both sides of the path. They are all sprouting new buds at the moment. The leaves are green and look extremely peaceful.
"let's go!"
Liu Baiyi said to Ling Xiao and slowly stepped onto the path.
Ling Xiao was a little confused. He didn't know why Liu Baiyi chose to walk instead of continuing to fly. However, he didn't ask any more questions and followed Liu Baiyi along the path toward the depths of the wheat field.
boom!
When he walked into the wheat field, Ling Xiao immediately felt the void tremble slightly. In the surrounding wheat fields, streams of extremely pure life breath emerged, and began to surge towards him and Liu Baiyi's bodies.
Come, it’s vast and majestic.
Ling Xiao's physical body is powerful, his qi and blood are majestic, and his life source was originally very powerful. After absorbing those life breaths, he actually feels that his physical body is slowly strengthening, and his lifespan has even increased a lot.
"What is this place?"
Ling Xiao's heart was shaken. Those pure breaths of life were like the most original power of life, allowing the life secrets in Ling Xiao's body to operate naturally. The effect was even better than taking a powerful holy elixir.
Ling Xiao followed Liu Baiyi and walked forward along the path, as if he had experienced a baptism.
In the middle of the wheat field, Ling Xiao saw a very strange farmer.
The farmer looked tall and tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was hoeing the ground with a hoe, cutting off the roots of the weeds in the wheat field, and then throwing them onto the path.
However, Ling Xiao saw that after the weeds were removed, they quickly grew back, and the farmer looked very patient, weeding over and over again.
Ling Xiao didn't feel any fluctuations in his cultivation from the farmer's body, but he instinctively felt that this farmer was extraordinary. It was as if his whole person was integrated into the wheat field in front of him, and he had a mysterious temperament.
"Ancestor!"
Liu Baiyi looked at the farmer and bowed.
"It's in white! Is this the disciple of Master Nephew Chilong, Ling Xiao?"
The farmer stopped, wiped the sweat from his face, and showed an extremely honest smile to Liu Baiyi and Ling Xiao. He seemed to be an old farmer cultivating in the mortal world. It was impossible to believe that this person was actually from the God of War Temple.
Ancestor.
"Join the Patriarch, I am Ling Xiao!"
Ling Xiao also bowed generously.
The old farmer in front of him made Ling Xiao unable to feel any fluctuations in his cultivation. He looked no different from ordinary people. Ling Xiao knew that this farmer's cultivation must be extremely terrifying, even stronger than Liu Baiyi's.
"Okay! Very good! Nephew Red Dragon has indeed found a good successor. Originally Bai Yi said that you are the worthy heir to the Temple of War, but I don't quite believe it! When we meet today, I know that Nephew Red Dragon has found the right person.
, you are worthy of this burden!"
The farmer stared at Ling Xiao, his eyes were extremely deep, as if he could see through Ling Xiao's whole body, and finally he showed a trace of satisfaction.
"The Patriarch is too praised!"
Ling Xiao smiled slightly and said.
"I'm in such a hurry today that I didn't prepare any decent meeting gift! I'll give you this ear of wheat, Ling Xiao. I hope you can be as full of vitality as this ear of wheat!"
A light flashed in the farmer's palm, and suddenly from the wheat field in the distance, a green ear of wheat flew over, exuding majestic vitality, and was handed to Ling Xiao by the farmer.
"Thank you, Patriarch!"
Ling Xiao took it seriously.
"Uncle Master, this ear of wheat is the spiritual seed of good fortune planted by the founder. Only two or three of them can be cultivated in ten thousand years. No matter how injured you are, as long as you take this ear of wheat, you will be healed immediately!
This is such a big deal from the Patriarch, even I don’t have the chance to get this kind of spiritual seed of creation!”
Liu Baiyi sent a message to Ling Xiao and said.
"Creation spiritual seed?"
Ling Xiao's heart was shocked. He also knew that the spiritual seed of creation was the creation of heaven and earth. It was the supreme treasure cherished by the sun and the moon. It had various mysterious effects, just like the ear of wheat in front of him.
It has the effect of the living dead, flesh and bones.
Ling Xiao also didn't expect that the farmer would be so generous.
"Xiao Baiyi, are you talking bad about me again? Don't worry, you will be indispensable!"
The farmer looked at Liu Baiyi angrily and then threw another ear of wheat to Liu Baiyi.
"Thank you, Patriarch. I know that Patriarch is the best!"
Liu Baiyi smiled slightly.
"Okay, let's go! You two guys come to my wheat field for a walk. I don't know how many times I have to hoe the grass. I really lost a lot this time, I really lost a lot!"
The farmer said to himself, then picked up the hoe and walked into the green waves of wheat in front of him. His figure and breath were completely integrated with the wheat field.
"Uncle Junior, you have been approved by the Patriarch, let's continue walking!"
Liu Baiyi smiled slightly and led Ling Xiao through the wheat field, then walked through a quiet grove, and came to a calm small lake.
A fisherman wearing a bamboo hat and raincoat, holding a bamboo pole, was sitting on the edge of a small lake fishing quietly.
This fisherman looked very old, with wrinkles all over his face, as if he had been blown by the wind 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 immediately guessed that this fisherman was also one of the ancestors of the War Temple.
After all, although Ling Xiao felt that this fisherman did not have any fluctuations in his cultivation and looked very ordinary, his whole person had an extremely mysterious temperament, blending in with the surrounding world and becoming a man fishing alone.