I just want to cultivate immortals and don't want to fight in the house [the end of the world]

The Qinling Mountains shrouded in white mist was misty, except for the big trees and bushes that could be seen everywhere, there was nothing else. There was no white mist within one meter of Li Ming's body, and all he could see were dense green plants.

All the white mist was dispersed one meter away. They floated, struggled and twisted, trying to get closer to Li Ming, but without exception, they couldn't get close at all.

Li Ming took a step forward and walked several miles. Although his spiritual sense could not be used, his cultivation still existed. Even if there was a great terror in the Qinling Mountains, he would not be afraid at all.

After walking for hundreds of kilometers, Li Ming stopped, and something strange happened in Qinling Mountains. The whole Qinling Mountains was too quiet, not even insects and birds chirping, just like a dead land.

The entire Qinling Mountains has changed drastically. Not only does it cover an area several times larger than before, but the direction of the mountains has also completely changed.

No, Li Ming noticed something strange. He squatted down and carefully stared at a section of vines on the ground. It was as black as hard iron, and there seemed to be silver light shining on the veins of the leaves. It was cold and hard to the touch. This is not a plant from the earth!

Late at night that night, the strangeness of the Qinling Mountains reappeared in my mind again. Where did those sudden mountains come from? What is the white mist covering the Qinling Mountains? The protruding mountains are causing trouble.

Just as Li Ming was thinking, there was a slight sound flickering in the white mist not far away.

"Balu?" An unknown species bumped into Li Ming's defensive circle, seemingly not expecting to be blocked, this unknown species let out a suspicious cry.

Before this unknown species figured out what happened, the white mist in front of it dispersed layer by layer, and the little guy walked into Li Ming's defensive circle with his limbs and hooves uncontrollably.

"Bababalu?" The strange beast lowered its head and looked at its own hooves in doubt. Hey, it obviously didn't move, so why did it walk in by itself.

No, the strange beast woke up belatedly and wanted to run when it jumped, but the horns on its head were grabbed by a strong force, its two hind hoofs kicked back too hard, one of them was too hard, and it retracted. He couldn't reach his hooves and fell to the ground.

"Balu..." The strange beast half-kneeled on the ground, the huge beast's eyes were full of tears, and it wailed miserably. It finally grew its horns!

For such a weak beast, Li Ming loosened the grip on its forehead and took two steps forward. Why did he feel that this strange beast looked familiar...

"Balu." The strange beast raised its head as if it had received amnesty, its pure and innocent eyes met Li Ming, it snorted, hey, the breath of this living body in front of it was a bit familiar.

"Remember, you are the one in the different mirror." Li Ming frowned slightly, he remembered that he kicked this strange beast back into the different mirror, why did this strange beast appear in the Qinling Mountains of the earth.

What a powerful two-legged beast. However, the powerful two-legged beast in front of him didn't seem to be malicious. The strange beast shook its head slightly and approached tentatively, a little curious about how the two-legged beast in front of it dispelled the fog.

Could it be... It flicked its little tail excitedly, and sure enough, there was a big opportunity here, and it met it right after it came out.

The strange beast in front of him was too harmless, if Li Ming touched it on the forehead, maybe it would know the secret of Qinling's accident.

The powerful two-legged beast in front of him nodded on its forehead, and the strong deterrent force made the beast back a little shyly. It shook its head uncomfortably, and there were a lot of things in its mind instantly.

"Balu? How strange?" Strange Beast shook his head uncomfortably, not realizing what happened.

"Balu, what am I talking about?" The strange beast widened its round eyes in surprise, what was it talking about.

"Be honest, little guy." Li Ming patted the alien beast on the head, and the almost two-meter-high alien beast became a little guy in his mouth.

"Who are you?" The strange beast tilted its head. Could it be this powerful two-legged beast that allowed it to speak other languages.

After saying a few words, the strange beast finally realized what had happened, and it could communicate directly with the powerful two-legged beast in front of it.

The strange beast jumped up and down several times excitedly, and proudly puffed out its chest. Only it can directly communicate with the powerful two-legged beast, which is amazing!

This might be a mentally handicapped beast, after a brief exchange, Li Ming walked aside with some disgust.

The strange beast in front of me turned out to have just arrived in Qinling Mountains not too long ago. The only difference is that most of the strange beasts that came with it were trapped in the depths of Qinling Mountains. Only it can walk around Qinling Mountains at will. As for why only it can Okay, this strange beast can't answer.

Regarding the white mist, the strange beast also didn't understand it. It said that the strange beasts trapped in the depths of the Qinling Mountains had said through gritted teeth that the white mist was to stop them. It had no idea what the white mist was.

The Qinling Mountain is so big that it is unimaginably big. This strange beast has been wandering around in the Qinling Mountain without thinking for several days.

The strange beast complained that for such a long time, it only met Li Ming as a living body, and it was really boring. It couldn't find the way back to the depths of the Qinling Mountains, so it could only walk around aimlessly...

After asking everything he wanted to know, Li Ming ignored this rambunctious beast, shrunk down an inch and went straight to the west of Qinling Mountains.

The strange beast complained on its own, and didn't realize that Li Ming had left at all. It didn't stop until the familiar white mist filled the air again, and it jumped around twice in doubt, hey, where did the powerful two-legged beast go? up? !

The specious words of the strange beast deepened Li Ming's doubts, where did all the original creatures in Qinling go, and why after the white mist appeared, Qinling was dead and silent, but these plants were safe and sound.

Li Ming speeded up, and a green jade hairpin in his hand shone slightly. This was a token given to him by his friend, and it also represented the old friend's last entrustment. As long as Li Ming held the jade hairpin in his hand, he could find his friend's cave.

Not long after, Li Ming found an unusually tall stone. This stone looked a bit like an old cow. It was two or three meters long. This stone stood among the layers of vines, like an old cow grazing. , walk in the jungle, feel at ease.

"Your tombstone is exactly the same as your temperament." Li Ming looked at the stone statue of the old cow in front of him with nostalgia. Time flies, all his friends have disappeared in the long river of history, only himself, day after day, year after year , time is just the most insignificant part for him.

As he was about to approach the owner's cave, the hosta in Li Ming's hand burst into a brilliant brilliance, and Li Ming disappeared in place under the brilliance.

The next moment, he was already in an empty hall. The hall was wide and empty, except for four huge pillars, there was nothing else.

There is a strong smell of blood!

The corners of Li Ming's eyes twitched, his anger was overwhelming, no one could enter the old friend's cave except him, why there was such a strong smell of blood, who broke in here without authorization and started killing!

The terrifying aura erupted, and Li Ming's dryness rose, and he flew towards the source of the bloody smell at an extremely fast speed, which directly caused bursts of sonic booms.

"Ling Guang." A familiar voice called him.

who is it!

Li Ming, who was furious, turned around suddenly, and saw a figure slowly appearing in the space in front of him, dressed in black clothes, handsome and extraordinary.

"Long time no see, Ling Guang." The man in black was riding a green ox, and there was a jade flute hanging around his waist, which was given to him by Li Ming, and the material was rare.

"It's not." Li Min was stunned, and called out the person's name in a low voice.

"Haha, you know, I don't have much time." Feiji smiled freely, and then solemnly begged: "Ling Guang, I have found the most suitable person to inherit the master's sect. The inheritance is dangerous, please protect him."

Sure enough, Li Ming let out a breath slowly, and promised: "I will protect him well."

"If that's the case, I'll live here again." Feiji laughed, and patted the old cow under him affectionately. The old cow mooed, and the huge bull's eyes were very agile.

"Old man, thank you for your hard work." Feiyi picked up the jade flute at his waist and put it to his lips: "Ling Guang, thank you for this song, I will wait for you in the inheritance."

The clear sound of the flute sounded in the empty hall, until the figures of a man and a bull in front of him gradually faded and finally disappeared.

This is just a remnant of an old friend, waiting here for thousands of years just to wait for the most suitable person to inherit from the master.

People are coming and going in the huge town, and countless vendors on both sides of the street are selling enthusiastically. Li Ming is used to modern life, and at first sight of the ancient streets and alleys, he is a little unfamiliar.

Surprised eyes came from the people passing by, Li Ming's spiritual power moved, and the clothes on his body were changed into those of the gentry of this era.

He walked forward with the flow of people. He didn't know much about the legacy of his old friend, so he could only explore first.

Suddenly there was a commotion in front of it. It turned out to be a teahouse. The storyteller sitting inside was quickly arrested. The crowd gathered around the teahouse in fear and curiosity, watching the police escort out an old man with white hair and beard from the teahouse.

The old man walked out of the teahouse dignifiedly, not like a prisoner, but more like a senior official who opened a trial, with a strong body and a dignified look.

Mr. Shen was miserable this time.

What should Mr. Shen's little grandson do?

Mr. Shen just talked about it in private, why did he come to the teahouse to talk about it.

There were constant whispers beside him, obviously many people knew this old man.

A nonchalant voice suddenly came from the side: "Ling Guang, it's your turn."

"You mean Mr. Shen?" Li Ming asked.

"No and no." Feiji laughed loudly, "It's Mr. Shen's grandson, you want to take him in as an apprentice."

"My legacy of remnants is limited, so I leave it to you, Ling Guang." Fei's voice gradually faded away, sounding extremely weak.

The people around were still discussing Mr. Shen's matter, and Li Ming, who was in a hurry, heard the general idea.

This Mr. Shen is an old scholar. He did not know where he got the news. He spread everywhere that the country will be in catastrophe in ten years.

Everyone thought that Mr. Shen had lost his mind for such completely irrelevant remarks, but who would have thought that the county magistrate would have known this.

How dare someone in his jurisdiction make such alarmist words, the county magistrate was furious, and directly ordered Mr. Shen to be arrested, and the scene that Li Ming saw before happened.

In the dark night, a simple coffin was placed in the mourning hall of the Shen family. A small figure knelt on the coffin. It was Mr. Shen's grandson, but he was only seven or eight years old, and it was very possible that he was too thin. Falls down when blown by the wind.

Li Ming sighed about the child he found from where, and with a wave of his hand, the entire mourning hall was filled with light.

"Who!" Shen Xiu stood up in fright, because his legs became numb after kneeling for too long, and the little guy tilted his body, and he was about to fall to the ground.

A slender hand stretched out from the side, narrowly grabbed the little guy's hand, and held him in his arms.

Shen Xiu looked over vigilantly and ignorantly, and was bumping into a pair of cold and delicate eyes.

"Little guy, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?" Li Ming raised his hand, and the small space with the palm facing up was constantly shaking, shattering and rejoining. The strange scene was extremely mysterious, and the little guy got a shocked expression with his mouth wide open.

"Are you a god?" After a long time, Shen Xiu asked timidly.

"It should be about the same." Li Ming put the little guy on the chair, his ability is no different from that of a god for ordinary humans.

"Is there really a god?" Shen Xiu suddenly cried loudly, holding Li Ming's clothes firmly with his small hand, waiting for an answer: "God, can you tell me whether what my grandfather said is true or not."

His tearful and immature eyes were full of stubbornness: "Grandpa will never lie, but they all say that grandpa is crazy."

Li Ming wiped away the tears from Shen Xiu's face: "Ten years later, the truth will come to light."

"Okay." Shen Xiu nodded heavily suddenly, and said firmly: "Then I will wait for ten years." No matter how many years, he can afford to wait, and he must prove that grandpa is right.

"Then would you like to be a teacher?" Li Ming asked softly.

"God, I'm going to bury Grandpa before I go with you." Shen Xiu looked at the coffin not far away, he must do his last filial piety.

It was very late at night, and the child cried all day, didn't eat all day, and knelt for most of the night. He was already too tired to bear it, and he insisted on it all.

The child was about to reach the limit of his body, Li Ming couldn't bear it, waved his hand in front of his eyes, Shen Xiu immediately closed his eyes quietly, and fell asleep.

Time seemed to stand still, and Fei's voice reappeared.

He was riding a green ox, still dressed in black clothes, but his whole figure was much lighter than the first time Li Ming saw him.

Feiji looked at the sleeping child with great interest: "Ling Guang, what do you think of him?"

"Where did you get the child?" How could a child break into a place like Qinling.

"Hahaha." Feiji shook his head: "No, no, I just sealed his memory and put him into the inheritance."

"So that's how it is." Li Ming said dumbly: "All the past in the inheritance is fake, and when the inheritance ends, these experiences are probably no different from dreams."

"That's right." Feiji played with the jade flute on his waist with a smile: "Ling Guang, I don't have much energy. I only have enough energy for the final inheritance, and I'll leave it to you later."

Feiying's figure disappeared again, and Li Ming felt sour in his heart. Even if it was just a remnant of an old friend, he would never see him again after the inheritance.

"Grandpa." The sleeping child suddenly yelled, his little face was full of fear, and his two hands scratched in the void, until the two hands caught something, and the child calmed down.

It turned out that the child grabbed his skirt, Li Ming simply sat on the edge, waiting for the child to wake up.

The place of inheritance changed at this time, and colorful lights flashed between Li Ming and Shen Xiu, flickering on and off.

The place of inheritance is dangerous, I remembered what my old friend said.

Li Ming subconsciously held the child's hand, but suddenly realized that the child's hand had grown bigger.

What's going on here, Li Ming pondered, this inheritance is a bit weird.

"Master, what are you thinking?"

The colorful light faded, and Li Ming's hand was suddenly tightly held by another slender and powerful hand.

A person came up behind him, hot and powerful, followed by a faint, almost nonexistent grassy breath.