Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

It was true that when Ling Qing entered the archway of the Two Realms, she touched a possession on her body and was hooked to another dungeon world.

When he saw Taoist Lingguan entered the archway of the Two Realms, he also followed him.

But as soon as Fang stepped in, he felt something changed on his body.

Before he could take a closer look, the scenery in front of him changed.

In a quiet mountain forest, a white snake came to a mountain stream following the desire in its heart, and swallowed a yao weed whole.

Afterwards, he seemed to notice something, and immediately swam quickly into the grass and disappeared.

After a while, a herb picker came to the mountain stream with a basket on his back, but found that the Yao grass was gone, leaving only a trace of snake smell in place.

The herb collectors were furious, and began to catch snakes all over the mountain, taking snake gall, and all of a sudden, the snakes in the mountain were in distress.

When he caught the white snake that ate the Yaocao and was about to disembowel it to take the gall, suddenly a shepherd boy passed by and advised him to put down the white snake.

Let it go? Hahaha, it's time to let go.

The herb picker had a sudden realization, gave the snake to the shepherd boy, laughed and turned to leave.

Seeing the cuteness of the white snake, the shepherd boy liked it very much, but he put it down and said, Go.

The White Snake had already developed spiritual wisdom after eating the Yaocao, so she kept the two of them in her heart, shook her head and turned to leave.

After that, he ate the fruit of the tree hungry and drank nectar when he was thirsty. He faced the rising sun and the bright moon every day, and wandered leisurely.

One day in the mountains, I met someone who had a conversation, and talked about things like taking lead and adding mercury, breaking away from dragons and tigers, and rising and falling of the sun and the moon.

It was happy in its heart, and hurriedly swam there, but when it reached the place, it could only hear the words Our Lady of Mount Li, but there was no one in sight.

Seeing this, Ling Qing's eyes froze, and she felt something touched in her heart.

But he didn't have time to think about it, and saw that the scenery changed again later.

After thousands of years of practice, the white snake has grown into a psychic python.

It hated the medicine picker in its heart, so it took advantage of him to go out and swallowed all the pills he made, and then transformed into a human.

At the same time, the mana has skyrocketed for thousands of years, and thus the three disasters have been avoided.

After she practiced for another 700 years, she suddenly realized that there must be a calamity before she becomes a fairy.

If you can pass through it, you will become a fairy, if you can't pass it, you will die and pass away.

After calculating for a while, the scene where I was rescued by the shepherd boy flashed across my mind.

Knowing that this catastrophe should be on him.

Immediately, he bowed to the Holy Mother of Lishan tablet in the cave, and then left the cave and went down the mountain.

At the same time, as the scenery changed, a figure holding an oil-paper umbrella walked on the Su Causeway.

White Snake Asks Love

Challenge Difficulty: 10-28

White Snake asks for love? Looking at the name, Ling Qing recalled the white snake and the tablet enshrined by the white snake.

Before he could think about it, some identity options flashed in front of him.

To his surprise, there were options for monk and demon.

He looked at the two options, and then chose the Taoist priest.

Then he appeared on an embankment, with the picturesque West Lake in front of him.

Ling Qing looked around, but didn't see the figure holding the oil-paper umbrella that appeared at the last moment.

His heart moved, and he flipped through the tiger skin bag.

Sure enough, he found that the oil-paper umbrella he had picked up on Sudi in the Demon Star dungeon had disappeared.

That monk... He couldn't help but think of the monk he met when he picked up the oil-paper umbrella.

Turning it around in my heart, I thought of the Buddhist man behind Wu Song.

He didn't have much contact with Buddhism in the magic star world, except for Lu Zhishen and Elder Zhizhen standing behind him.

He is the Buddhist man standing behind Wu Song.

Thinking about meeting him that day, even if it wasn't him, it should have something to do with him.

But at this time, even if he thought of the magic star dungeon to find him trouble, he would have to wait for more than a year.

He had to wait until he had successfully sacrificed the memorial archway of the two worlds before he could get out of this dungeon and then enter the magic star dungeon.

Now that he wants to come by himself, he can wait with peace of mind and see what he has in mind.

Taking care in her heart, Ling Qing flicked the dust whisk in her hand, and walked forward.

He didn't have any purpose at this time, so he took a walk around the city of Hangzhou first.

At this time, the Song court had already crossed the south, and the capital was Lin'an, which was Hangzhou.

Ling Qing opened her Dharma eyes to look, and there was no Dragon Pillar of Luck, and the vision of the dynasty did not appear.

On the contrary, there are many immortals, gods, Buddhas, demons, ghosts and other auras lurking in the city.

However, such a person does not interfere with government affairs, but only practices in this densely populated place.

It is very different from the Dao Demon fighting around the good and evil in the world in the magic star dungeon.

Obviously, this world is more like the world Tian Yong mentioned.

What belongs to ordinary people belongs to ordinary people, and practitioners belong to extraordinary people.

It's just that practitioners in this world have closer contact with people.

The gates of Lin'an City near the West Lake are Tiansong Water Gate, Yuhang Gate, Qiantang Gate, Yongjin Gate, Qingbo Gate and Qianhu Gate from north to south.

Lingqing entered from Qiantang Gate, and after walking around the city, she came out from Qingbo Gate.

He looked left and right, paused in front of a house, and didn't go forward.

Instead, they diverted to a Sanqing Temple not far away.

Lingqing knocked on the door, and after a while, with a squeak, an eleven or twelve-year-old Taoist boy opened the door.

He poked his head out for a look, and when he saw Ling Qing, he stepped out and asked, I don't know what's the matter?

Pindao recently came to Guibao Land and wanted to find a place to rest. I wonder if it's convenient for you to visit? Ling Qing said with a slap in the face.

Daotong looked Lingqing up and down, and saw that he was only wearing a plain gray-blue Taoist robe, thinking about the behavior of his temple master in the past, he was afraid that he didn't want to.

However, seeing Lingqing's dusty body, he couldn't bear to refuse, he just said: Don't wait, Taoist priest, I will ask the temple master before replying.

Can you allow Pindao to go in and burn incense? Ling Qing said.

It should be. Xiao Daotong nodded, opened the gate, and invited Lingqing to enter.

There is only one entrance to the front and back of this view, but there are two cross courtyards on the left and right.

The bricks and tiles are old and built in the form of temples.

Ling Qing followed him around the screen wall, and in the middle was a three-room hall, which was written as Sanqing Hall.

There is a moon gate on the left and right sides, leading to the cross courtyard on both sides.

Please, Daoist. The little Taoist boy invited Lingqing to the main hall, lit a stick of incense for him, and said, Please go ahead, Daoist, I will go and invite the temple master right away.

Thank you little friend.

Seeing Daotong leaving and entering the Dongkua courtyard, Lingqing silently wished the mantra of wishing incense, and then worshiped three times to put the incense in the furnace.

In a trance, he came to a place where there seemed to be nowhere.

Just as he was wondering, he suddenly saw a hazy figure preaching the Fa on a rock.

Not far away, a little white snake paused after hearing this, and then swam towards the rock.

Although he couldn't see the figure clearly, he recognized the innate qi that enveloped him.

Master!

Ling Qing let out a cry, and was about to step forward, but saw it dissipate like wind and sand.

And after the white snake swam around for a while, it disappeared after finding nothing.

The scenery in front of him turned again, and the hazy figure stood in the clouds just now.

At the bottom, there is a middle-aged herbal picker reaching out to catch a white snake with a look of surprise, and a shepherd boy is walking not far away.

The figure was about to fall, but a figure covered in golden light blocked his way.

Just when Lingqing was about to listen to what the two of them had to say, a voice suddenly sounded from her ears.

Fellow Daoist is well.