Chapter 11: The Return of the Miasma

Ling Li closed his eyes, took a few big breaths of aura, and then opened his eyes and bowed respectfully to Zhenwuzi, this Zhenwuzi is worthy of his sincere worship!

"The grace of the predecessors to reinvent is remembered by the younger generations. Ling Li said sincerely. He was a man of few words, but the gratitude in his tone was silent.

Shingoko nodded with a smile and said, "There is no need to say this, we take what we need from each other, and I will help you reshape your roots, but also to let you reach the merger period as soon as possible, so as to help me get out of trouble." ”

Ling Li smiled bitterly and didn't say much, and for a while, in the abyss, the two fell into a moment of silence at the same time.

After a while, Magoko spoke, "What are your plans now?"

The divine light burst out in Ling Li's eyes, and he said, "Red dust for a hundred years, refining the heart and cultivating the Tao." ”

Mago shook his head and said, "In this way, I will send you out." Cultivation must not be impatient, the period of integration, for you, it is not difficult, take your time. Without waiting for Ling Li to say more, Magoko waved his sleeves, and Ling Li floated up, and there was a deep voice in his ears, "Little friend, don't forget your promise." ”

Ling Li flew out of the abyss and landed on the edge of the cliff, looking at the golden chains in the air for a long time, and sighed.

This life encounter is a wonderful anomaly, one moment he was still a waste who had no hope of abandoning his cultivation, and the next moment he actually had the innate Dao bones, the three thousand Dao inheritance of the heavenly longitudinal capital.

"Creation ... Ling Li muttered. Then he picked up the package that fell on the edge of the cliff, and there was a mysterious wine gourd and the elixir collected before, and walked towards the road he came from step by step.

At this moment, above the abyss, a figure suddenly appeared, carrying a bell in his left hand and a banner in his right hand, which was the god operator. After the god operator fell into shape, he didn't pay attention to it, and sat on the top of the dusty cliff, and said with a smile, "Are you still satisfied?"

Zhenwuzi closed his eyes and said slowly, "I have sent the Nine Leaves Golden Lotus, no matter how dissatisfied I am, what should I do, you have to watch it, don't let him die halfway, otherwise my hope of getting out of trouble will be slim, and I don't know how many years I have to wait." ”

"I've calculated, this kid is not short-lived, besides, it's good to suffer a little loss, between life and death, you can grow into a strong man faster. "God operators don't care about the Tao.

Shingoko was silent, obviously agreeing with the opinion of the god operator.

Let's look at Ling Li, Ling Li returned to the cave according to the mark he made all the way, sat down cross-legged, and said secretly, "Now the most troublesome root bone problem has also been solved, and the way of nature has a deep understanding, it is time to go to the mortal dust to walk and practice." The meridians that were truncated by Hua Qing were also repaired by the predecessors of the real gods.,Hua Qing... A cold light flashed in Ling Li's eyes, and the murderous intent overflowed. This Hua Qing, a villain, he is afraid that he would not think that he would not die if he wanted to break his head, but he would achieve himself, and when he returned in a hundred years, he would definitely settle an account with him.

It was getting late, and the edge of the black miasma forest was already a little thinner, and the gray stars above could be seen.

When I woke up, the sky was slightly bright, Ling Li had never slept much for so many years, and he woke up naturally in two hours, feeling the infinite vitality and vitality in his body, laughing loudly, and stepping away.

The black miasma forest miasma was shrouded, and Ling Li's body was wrapped in cyan glory, searching everywhere for the way out. "I can't get out again, and this real son of the senior doesn't tell me how to get out. Ling Li frowned. I've been catching the blind here for a long time, and at the edge of this black miasma forest, I can't get out, and I'm very bored.

"Go back three feet, then one foot to the left, and keep going forward, and you can get out. A deep voice sounded in Ling Li's ears, but he vaguely felt that there was a hint of ridicule in his voice.

Ling Li smiled bitterly, this Zhenwuzi was definitely deliberate, he didn't tell himself how to get out, looking at himself wandering around there like a little mouse, presumably he had been trapped in this black miasma forest for a long time, and he was happy with himself.

Shaking his head, he followed Magoko's words, and in less than a moment, he walked to a tree, "Won't it be looking for me to be happy again." Ling Li muttered, looking at the thick tree in front of the five people hugging, the leaves were rustling, casting a large shadow, completely blocking the narrow road, Ling Li was puzzled, didn't he say that he could get out if he kept moving forward, what was going on?

"Could it be ... Ling Li's eyes were condensed, his face was contemplative, after a few breaths, Ling Li stepped directly into the thick tree body, and when he was about to collide, he saw that the moment he wanted to touch the tree body, it was like a stone thrown into the pool water, and the whole big tree was like the water surface, rippling with bursts of ripples, and Ling Li stepped through it and passed it directly.

Chi'an City, one of the ten cities of Da'an Kingdom, eighty miles outside the city, there is a place that is covered by gray-black fog all the year round, and the roar of beasts is often faintly heard.

The nearby farmers knew that this place was an ominous place, and when there were several strong men in the village, they saw that there were many towering trees in it, so they formed a group of three or five people to go in and want to cut down some fine timber and sell it in the city for some meat to improve the family's food. As a result, after entering, it disappeared, and then, the young people in the village spontaneously organized several searches, but in this fog, they all lost their traces. After several visits, the village panicked, and after that, the village elders strictly forbade logging, hunting, and planting crops there, and were not allowed to go near Sanzhang.

"Daddy, why do our crops always grow better than others?" asked a little girl of about six or seven years old, who wore a red jacket with a double braid, a ruddy complexion, and a small red jacket. In autumn, the crops have to be harvested, and the little girl can't stay at home, crying and shouting to see her father harvest the crops. The peasant man, since the seed fell on the edge of the gray mist by chance, found that the grain growing was full and of excellent color, so he secretly approached the mist and planted crops here.

"Girl, come back quickly!" a sturdy peasant man, naked, bronzed with beads of sweat, glowing white in the sun, saw his daughter getting closer and closer to the strange mist, shocked, three steps and two steps, pulled the girl into his arms, and withdrew three feet away.

"Nonsense! Is that also a place where you can run around!" he thought of the old man in the village repeatedly admonishing him, this big man was left in a cold sweat, if his daughter strayed in, wouldn't he regret it for the rest of his life. The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and the more stern my tone became.

The little girl was yelled at by her father, her eyes were wet, and she howled and cried, "Dad... Daddy... Murder me... ”

The strong man's heart softened, and he apologized and comforted the little girl with soft words, and finally stopped the headache-inducing cry.

The girl stopped crying, and with curiosity, she asked, "Daddy, what is that place, why don't you let me go over? Saying this, my eyes rolled, and I was about to cry again.

The big man hurriedly coaxed him, and finally stopped the jar of tears, smiled bitterly, and said, "Do you remember your third uncle?"

"Some impressions. The girl nodded.

The man sighed, "Your third uncle was swallowed by this gray mist, and your third grandfather said that this gray mist is a big monster that eats people." Several of your uncles in the village have been eaten, and no one has ever come out of it, do you think I should discipline you?" the big man frightened, in fact, he was not wrong, although this is not a monster, but he has been growing crops here for so many years, and he has really never seen a person come out here.

"Girl, girl?" The man was annoyed, he was reprimanding her here, and she was still distracted? Just when she was about to open her mouth to say something, she saw her daughter pointing behind her and looking behind her in a daze.

The peasant man looked back, and suddenly stood there stupidly, only to see a foot in the gray fog, and then a figure slowly walked out of the gray fog!

This figure is Lingli, Lingli slammed into the stout tree, stepped out, only to see a golden yellow in front of him, the sky was blue, and there was any miasma. This black miasma forest is actually not bad, but this miasma is really depressing. Now that I finally walked out of the black miasma forest, I looked up at the blue sky and looked down at Jintian, and my mood was suddenly a lot happier.

"Huh?" Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw a sturdy peasant man holding a little girl, staring at him in horror. Ling Li frowned, is he so terrible? You can raise your feet, ready to go over and ask where you are.

As soon as the strong man saw Ling Li's footsteps, he screamed strangely, "Ghost!" Carrying his daughter, and the farm tools and crops were gone, he ran away, running wildly all the way, leaving Ling Li with a bronzed background and a burst of giggles.

With a black line, his steps stopped in the air, and he muttered, "What's the situation?" ”

A gust of autumn wind blew, and Ling Li only felt a chill all over his body, especially some special parts felt clear. Ling Li lowered his head, looked up from his feet, and suddenly a miserable howl resounded in the golden field.