The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

Throwing out the map of mountains and rivers, offering blood and spells, and urging spiritual power, the map of mountains and rivers immediately changed its shape, turning into a layer of barriers to firmly cover Song Qishu's body, Song Qishu sighed, he had no choice but to act Let's go with the process, no one knows what the guy who made him have this dream is thinking.

He turned up his collar and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain. At this time, the strong wind often blew on his face, which made his face a little painful, but he had no choice, if he didn't move forward, he would only die.

The bloody wind blew past and spread out, swirling mischievously.Lifting up the corner of the black robe, he glanced at the barrier protection that was still there, which was still very fragile, and glanced at the bloodshot hand that was still smeared by the fire of the magma. What?What is he thinking?

He was thinking at the time, this little test was nothing to him, the suffering he had suffered back then was not less than now, once he got the Thousand Heart Grass in the volcano, he could completely cross the Nascent Soul stage from the Golden Core Stage to reach another realm, and Now in this world, the most powerful person is Master Ming Yi, the master of Feiyun Sect. However, he has become a legend, and he also wants to become a legend, so that it will be passed on by word of mouth.

"Shanhetu, can we not go to the lava center, I don't want it, okay?" He didn't know what the meaning of this dream existed, but he didn't want to experience what happened last time again.

Most of the spiritual energy recovered, he asked again.He Tu changed back to his original appearance, turned around twice, and obviously drove the duck to the shelves, refusing his retreat.

Song Qishu looked at it for a while, stood up silently, and continued to walk towards the edge of the stone pit, but within a few steps, the prohibition that existed in the volcano in ancient times felt that someone was finally approaching for thousands of years, and slowly erupted. Lighting up the sky, the red vortex infected everyone.

The magma seemed to have sensed that Song Qishu was not reconciled, and stagnated for a moment when it spewed out of the billowing black smoke. The loud rumbling sound pressed down layer by layer, and the hot rock was pushed high into the sky and then galloped down. Thousands of fiery red scratches were left in the air, and then turned into terrifying sparks.

Grasping the ground tightly, he was still pushed two or three meters away by the majestic airflow. He was tossed by this moody guy.

Lifting the sky with both hands on the dome, looking at all living beings, staring at the figure on the volcano for a second, he smiled this time because he saw that Song Qishu was about to go down the mountain.

Looking at the magma rolling in the pit, Song Qishu focused his spiritual energy on his eyes according to the records of the mountain and river map, and saw that there was a small space inside the magma, which was covered with a lot of dust, and only a wisp of leaf Stretched and full of greenery, it appears so abruptly in it, but makes people feel the power of life.

He changed his weapon to pick it up this time, but the weapon used to be too sharp, so he had no choice but to continue digging in the storage bag. After digging for a long time, only one whip was suitable, but when he saw the whip, he remembered the crazy little pepper ...

I couldn't help feeling cold, when a person suddenly appeared from behind and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

It was a child, the green leaves on his forehead were shining, his smile was bright, his skin was white against the green outfit, he showed a pair of small canine teeth, and he spoke directly.

"This volcano is the remnant of a fairy who passed by the upper realm in ancient times. It was originally a green grass, like a fairy mountain, but by chance, it merged with this secret place of Qiyun Mountain, and the fairy spirit faded away, forming this mountain. Spectacular volcano."

"Heng Hang Han, I know all this, can you tell me something I don't know?" He reached out to grab the child, but was quickly dodged.

"Then you might as well pick it? Why do you want to give up? Thousand Heart Grass may be waiting for you. If someone else picks it, the volcano will cease to exist, and to pick it up, you must jump off the mountain." Molten, enter the interior, otherwise there is no other way. If you know this method, go there, and there is no one else but you."

"If I don't want it, I don't want it. It's strange that you have to let me pick it. Isn't it a sin if you don't?"

The child was stunned for a moment, apparently realizing that Song Qishu didn't follow the script, why did such a person who didn't want treasure at all choose him?Is he superhuman or is he different.

At this time, the map of mountains and rivers protected its master. Obviously, it was standing on the side of its master. It immediately released its brilliance to make the child flinch. The child's eyes widened, and a light came out of the green pupils, making the map of mountains and rivers tremble in mid-air. shake.Almost fell.

"Shanhetu!" Song Qishu looked anxiously at the two fighters. Seeing that Shanhetu was defeated, fearing that something might happen to the magic weapon, Song Qishu took him back forcibly, and went forward to fight to the death with his sword in hand.

Seeing that he was already in bed, the child turned into a grown man with small arms and legs. He raised his sword to wrestle with him. Get rid of these fates and do what you want to do, not at the mercy of others.

"What are you struggling for? This world was specially built for you, and that's how you repay us. Freedom is nothing but fart. Letting you go through this is just to train you. Do you understand?" Qianxincao biting Lips, with an expression of why are you so stupid, looking at him resentfully, hoping that he will change his mind.

Song Qishu watched his performance like watching a play, turned his head and was about to leave, Qianxin was in a hurry, and started to make a real move, grabbing out of thin air with one hand, changing the mountain and river map into his hand, grasping tightly, turning it into a nothingness.

"I was going to pretend to be pitiful. People like you will definitely be fooled. As a result, you don't eat the soft ones, and you don't eat the hard ones. I'm sorry, but I'm going to take tough measures now." Qianxincao grabbed him and wanted to push him He pulled towards the center of the volcanic rock, Song Qishu's strength was like a mantis' arm being a chariot to him, but he couldn't do it.

At this moment, a few black things jumped and fell from his body, and then shot out a light, which made Qianxincao back several steps in fright.

"What is this, so powerful?"

Song Qishu confirmed it, it was a piece of armor that he kept next to his body, and there was still his residual warmth on it, he rushed to pick up the piece of armor, but he was still afraid while rubbing the Thousand Heart Grass, and ran down the mountain in a hurry.

Later, I suddenly remembered the screams. I don't know if Qianxincao deliberately sold out or if he really met a powerful character. Anyway, he didn't dare to look back. Even though he was sore all over, he staggered down the mountain. It shouldn't go up, otherwise it wouldn't be Thousand Heart Grass, who knows why a plant incarnation is as vicious as a carnivorous creature.

"Go down." A voice reminded in the air.

He wasn't sure whether it was a fantasy or the consciousness left by the Great Immortal, but this was his last chance. After hesitating for a while, he still walked in that direction step by step, but only a few steps away, just like last time , blood spilled from his ears, nose and mouth, he struggled wildly to cover his heart and bit his lips so that his lips turned white, his long eyelashes flickered to block the emotions in his eyes, he held back his broken body and spirit, there was nothing he could do He still couldn't escape from this predicament, and he collapsed to the ground.

A pair of gorgeous boots appeared in his line of sight, with complicated patterns on them. He could only see the boots, but not the person coming. He opened his eyes wide, trying not to let himself be overwhelmed by the sleepiness that struck him, If he sleeps now, he is completely thrown into the arms of death.

The pulp instantly solidified and stopped flowing. His unbearable pain seemed to please the other party. The other party gave a chuckle and gently touched the top of his head with his hand.

"Why do you reject fate? If you don't, maybe you won't die this time."

The voice was ethereal and lazy, as if he felt he was talking about something trivial.