The valley is endless, with no end in sight; the valley walls on both sides are like knives and axes, tough and majestic.
The valley is filled with blood, and a faint scent of blood fills it. If you are not careful, it can disturb your mind and corrode your spiritual wisdom.
Peng Jiao was dressed in green clothes, holding a snake staff, and looked coldly at Ye Ling, who was struggling to get up from the ground.
There was a huge gap between the two of them. If he wanted to take Ye Ling's life, Peng Jiao didn't even need to take action.
Wandering in the sky, looking at Ye Ling, Peng Jiao was a little distracted at the moment. Once upon a time, he was as embarrassed as Ye Ling, unable to fight back in front of a powerful enemy!
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Two thousand years ago, there was no stone palace to suppress the forest. The demon clan in the forest had advanced cultivation, and powerful seniors emerged one after another.
Pengjiao was only at the third level of Qingyou Realm at this time, and he was bullied by the demon clan because he had no apprentice.
In the dense forest, the Pengjiao is dressed in green clothes, with a faint green glow. His long dark green hair is scattered behind his head, free and elegant; at the moment, there is a trace of worry on his delicate and handsome face. His feet are moving, and he is running forward.
Behind Pengjiao, several demon youths with the same cultivation level as him were chasing after him, shouting loudly: "Pengjiao, it's too late to hand over your things now. If you are caught by us, your cultivation will be ruined."
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Peng Jiao frowned and clenched his fists. He just accidentally obtained a thousand-year-old Green Dragon Ginseng, but unexpectedly, a few people behind him saw it and snatched it away.
Although based on cultivation alone, Peng Jiao is not weaker than them. But the father of these people is a fifth-level Yingchong realm monster. If Peng Jiao takes action, it will definitely lead to death!
After weighing the pros and cons, Peng Jiao had no choice but to run away. At worst, he would leave the Baimang Forest and find another place to settle down. This Qinglong Ginseng has a thousand-year limit and has considerable medicinal power. As long as it is refined, it will be enough to help Peng Jiao break through to the Lingxu realm.
Fight for this opportunity and never give it up to others!
However, after all, Pengjiao is only a casual cultivator, and he is not as wealthy as the disciples behind him.
I saw a red-haired demon youth behind him suddenly throw a big net, and the Taoist rhyme flowed on the net, and the fire rose.
The red-haired young man pinched the magic sword in his hand, and the big net swelled in the wind. In a short time, it could cover several miles in radius, burning brightly.
The red-haired young man shouted low, and the big net dropped instantly, covering several miles of land. The surrounding area was filled with fire, making it impossible to escape.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Peng Jiao's energy and blood rose up, and he struck the fire net in front of him with his palm.
Unexpectedly, the fire net was so powerful that when attacked by the Peng Jiao, it not only remained motionless, but the fire rose up and turned into a ball of yangming blazing fire, burning towards the Peng Jiao.
Peng Jiao's face changed in shock, and a stream of light green mist, carrying his own power, rushed towards the fire with all his strength, so that his body was not burned.
The big net kept shrinking until it was several feet in diameter before stopping. The fire on the net was not extinguished, and no matter how hard Peng Jiao tried, he couldn't do anything to the fire net.
The person chasing behind him had already reached the top of the dragon's head, looking down at the trapped dragon with a sneer.
"Why don't you run? Keep running!"
"How do you feel about the wind and fire net that my father gave me for self-defense? Even the fourth-level demon clan is trapped in it, how can you escape!"
"Pengjiao, why don't you hand over the Qinglong ginseng quickly and spare your life!"
Peng Jiao's face was stern and he smiled cruelly: "Since I can't get it, then no one of you can get it. Let me destroy it first!"
"Asshole, how dare you!"
"Stop, or I will take your life!"
Several youths from the demon clan have gone to great lengths to snatch this thousand-year-old green dragon ginseng. If it is destroyed by the canopy dragon, wouldn't all their previous efforts be in vain?
At this time, the dense fog in the forest floated in, as if it was mixed with nectar and jade liquid, intoxicating the mind.
The demons didn't notice it at first, until they felt a faint numbness in their bodies, and then they were startled to realize something strange.
"Broken bones and tendons! It's the bone-breaking and tendon-breaking poison of the Green Immortal Python with Blue Scales!"
"It was a little vigilant, but it was too late!"
A woman slowly walked out of the forest. Her long dark hair had several waves floating behind her head. Her face was like white jade, and her face was as bright as morning. Her eyes were clear and bright, with a little bit of green light. She was wearing a light green gown with jade.
Standing, smart and graceful; a pair of jade feet are delicate and dripping, shining indifferently, standing in the void.
"Fourth level cultivation!" Peng Jiao smiled bitterly to himself as he looked at the woman who suddenly appeared. He now didn't know whether his opportunity was a blessing or a curse.
As soon as this woman appeared, the expressions of several demon youths changed slightly and they exclaimed: "Nianwei!"
The demon girl in front of me is named Nian Wei, and her father is also a great demon in the fifth level Yingchong realm in the forest. It is said that he will soon break through to the sixth level immortal realm. And Nian Wei is also extremely talented and has already stepped into the fourth level Lingxu realm.
The environment is an existence that few people dare to mess with in the wild forest.
The red-haired young man said with a sullen face: "Nianwei, do you want to get involved in this matter too?"
Nian Wei sneered: "Are you qualified to question me? Get out of here! If it's too late, the poison in your body will break out, and even your father won't be able to save you!"
Several demon youths thought they were unlucky, collected the wind and fire trap, and fled each other.
The canopy dragon just came out of the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den. The poison of Nianwei was in his body. His whole body was soft and he sat paralyzed on the ground. He deserved to resign himself to his fate.
Nianwei stepped on the void, came closer, and moved her jade hands lightly. The dragon instantly felt the poison in its body dissipate, and its movements resumed freely.
Peng Jiao looked at the smiling woman in front of him. He had no time to appreciate her beauty and asked with lingering fear: "Why do you want to save me?"
Nianwei had a smile on her lips, just like summer clouds in winter, which warmed people's hearts: "I just can't stand how they can bully others just because they rely on their father. Besides, I think your talent is not bad, and I just want to accept it."
The apprentice is you!"
"Me?" Pengjiao didn't respond for a moment.
"Why, you're not willing yet?" Nian Wei frowned: "I am also a fourth-level cultivator after all. It's more than enough to teach you a third-level little demon who has just started. Now, if you accept me as your teacher, it will be my door.
Disciple, there will be many benefits in the future!"
Peng Jiao smiled helplessly, but he had never seen someone climbing up a pole to accept a disciple like this.
"Hey! Do you agree or not? My patience is limited. There is no shop like this after passing this village!"
Peng Jiao smiled bitterly and shook his head. At least Nianwei was a protector for him, and he could avoid a lot of trouble in the future.
So Peng Jiao leaned over and knelt down: "Disciple, pay homage to Master!"
Nianwei smiled and was about to help her, but then her thoughts suddenly changed and she pretended to be enigmatic: "Disciple, please get up quickly and follow me back to the mountain!"
"Yes, Master!"
The two of them walked one behind the other, moving at a slow pace.
"what's your name?"
"Canopy Jiao!"
"Since you have become a disciple, the thousand-year-old Green Dragon Ginseng you got should be given to me as a disciple gift!"
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"Just talking casually, I see how stingy you are."
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The setting sun was shining slantingly, and two figures stood side by side, elongated...
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In the valley, Old Pengjiao burst into tears, stroking the snake staff in his hand, his vision blurred...
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"Dad, how could you let your daughter marry that Bai Yu!" Nian Weilihua cried in front of her father in the rain.
In order to break through the realm and extend his life span, his father had no choice but to make a deal with Bai Zhuo, the sixth-level Xuanlu crane, and gave his daughter Nianwei to marry Bai Zhuo's son Bai Yu in exchange for the divine items he needed to break through to the sixth level.
His father shouted: "My father has made up his mind, and I cannot allow you to disagree! In three days, Bai Yu will come and take you away!"
Nianwei was heartbroken and returned to the mountain where she lived. There was abundant spiritual energy here, the divine springs were flying, and there were many magical medicines and strange beasts. Only Nianwei and Pengjiao had been living here.
Pengjiao took Nianwei as his disciple, and his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds. He had already reached the peak of the fourth-level Lingxu realm, and would soon be able to break through to the fifth-level Yingchong realm.
Seeing Nianwei returning, Peng Jiao stood up and stepped forward: "Master, I will soon be able to enter the fifth level!"
"Oh." Nianwei replied casually, and then walked into the door silently.
Pengjiao didn't know why, Nianwei had always been a lively and cheerful character, but he didn't know what happened to make her so depressed.
So Pengjiao asked an oriole living on the mountainside to go to his father's peak to inquire about the news, and then he learned the whole story.
Peng Jiao had mixed emotions in his heart. Once upon a time, he had been in love with Nian Wei, but because of his inferiority complex about his identity, he never dared to express his true feelings and kept it suppressed in his heart. Now that he heard the news that she was getting married, he felt that she was going to get married.
Emotions are released again.
Pengjiao had a thought in his mind and came straight to find Nianwei's father.
"If you are no longer here, why should I practice?"
Peng Jiao was seriously injured that day and fell into coma, almost dying. In the end, Nian Wei arrived in time and begged his father for mercy before carrying him back to the mountain.
On the hill, Nianwei was carrying the dragon on her back, pouting and complaining: "You are usually so timid, even a few little demons with low cultivation levels are afraid of you. How dare you dare to rebel against my father today? Are you really?"
Aren’t you afraid of death?”
"Losing you is the most terrifying thing!"
The demon power around Peng Jiao's body collapsed, and he was dying. He had no idea where he was, but this thought had never been forgotten.
Nian Wei's pretty face turned red, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly unconsciously.