New White Snake Asking Immortals

The last night in heaven.

Bai Yujun took off her armor and changed into light clothes, lying on her side, looking at the stars and the brightly lit wharf outside Nantianmen.

There are more and more priests and demons coming here...

Those who are capable leave early, and those who are willing to follow a certain white are all helpless little gods and immortals. They are usually cautious and hardworking, just like Bai Yujun. , Eat and wait to die.

In addition to the demons, there are also several human races, all of whom are fellow villagers who ascended from the small world of Longmian.

They all decided to take refuge under the banner of Bailong.

In the moonlight, more than a thousand men, women and children stared at Bai with hope.

In fact, the little gods and fairies are the basis for the operation of the Heavenly Court. They are familiar with all kinds of miscellaneous things, and they are all talents. No, they are all excellent demon talents, so they must be retained.

Turn over and sit up to drink water.

When I saw the number, I was startled. I didn't expect that there were so many demon gods and immortals, although they didn't have much fighting power.

With a light cough, he spoke seriously with his hands behind his back.

"Everyone, you choose to live with Bai Moulong. Thank you for your trust. I won't say much about the rules. It's still too late to leave now. I'll give you some time to think about it."

I have to take the time to put it all into the world of the little broken ball. The world needs to be taken care of so that it can function in the future.

Unknowingly, a stick of incense time passed.

All chose to stay.

Very good, my own shrine finally has some appearance.

Time to plan for the next step...

early morning.

The last batch of gods walked out of Nantianmen, leaving only ruins and rubble.

The thick golden gate of heaven is slowly closing, symbolizing the collapse of order. Perhaps the saddest people are only the treacherous and evil demons trapped in the prison. Anyway, the prison cannot be broken, and it may only be restarted if a new god emperor enters. After waking up, the disaster is over and the order is restored, which is very good.

Say goodbye to each other.

The women's battalion ships go away,

Thousands of sails are facing the sun, and the breeze is sending them away.

"Life is always full of parting, the longer you live, the more you see..."

Wave.

The building boat with the dragon flag trembled slightly, and slowly left the pier and sailed towards the sea of ​​clouds. In the rear, the gate of heaven was still hanging high in the sky, and the floating islands of fairy mountains that were tilted and nearly capsized in the nine heavens were faintly visible, like a mirage.

When it is far enough away from heaven.

The boat in the sea of ​​clouds in the sky suddenly disappeared...

The fairies only felt a blur in front of their eyes. When they came to the majestic palace, there were many goddesses who were very similar to the white dragon. There were gorgeous birds on the dome of the palace. That was... the divine beast Phoenix?

They all thought this place was the Dragon Secret Realm, and perhaps they would be quite shocked when they realized how big the world was.

There are mythical beasts and real dragons.

Now seeing the beast Phoenix again, what happened to the world?

Handing over the newly recruited gods to the four female officials, Bai Yujun went to study why the phoenix grows so fast. After checking it, she was very satisfied. There was no need to worry about its growth at all, just stock it.

If you are extremely bored, you simply go back to the bedroom to sleep comfortably, and by the way, accelerate the growth of the small broken ball world to absorb free matter.

For three thousand years, sleep is the best way to pass the long boring time.

I don't bother to care whether people's brains are labeled as dog brains outside.

A fruit tree blooms three times and bears fruit three times...

...

March kite time.

A plow of fine spring rain, plain white fallen flowers buried fragrant grass.

After three years, Bai Yujun returned to the mortal world, walking in the remote mountains and fields, heading for the direction of Zhuquan Temple, not in a hurry, thinking about what to do next while watching the scenery.

The rain in spring can follow one's inclinations, and the rain is continuous, and the fallen petals wet the soil.

The view to the top of the mountain is excellent.

You can see many mountains, the distance gradually becomes blurred, the white mist is endless, and the sun shines from the sky but only illuminates a beautiful mountain peak.

The cloud layer drags the rain forward, and the setting sun first clears the peak.

The white paper umbrella is beautifully painted, and the leaves and raindrops are falling on the umbrella.

"Only I have nothing to do..."

Leisurely, really different.

I can clearly feel the chaotic fluctuations of the Kunlun dragon veins. The world is very chaotic. Only a certain white dragon fades out of sight and does not hear anything outside the window. He sleeps, drinks tea, and visits relatives and friends. It seems that the turmoil in the fairyland is completely okay. , In order to hide from the quiet, I chose to climb mountains and ridges.

Pass the mountain temple.

The temple wall is half collapsed, the roof is leaking, the ivy is green, and the incense has long been cut off, only the broken incense burner remains.

The incense ash in the incense burner has been filled with rainwater and dried, and it has become a hard scab.

Spiders weave their webs at the mouth of the incense burner.

In the ruined temple, there is a statue of a clay god sitting upright, weathered by wind and rain, filled with poor gods and evil spirits, living in the ruined temple to barely escape the wind and rain, the most obvious one is the clump of trees behind the temple.

That's right, the wrist-thick tree looks like a bush.

Many people know that there are trees like bushes around the temple, which means that the small ruined temple is full of poor gods and evil spirits.

The Heavenly Court closed the Heavenly Gate, and the mountain temple naturally lost its gods.

Shaking his head, he continued on his way.

Along the way, I met many small temples, land, mountain gods, and river gods. Without exception, the priesthood was weak and the situation was embarrassing. Relying on the aura of mountains, rivers and land to obtain a little shelter, it was quite desolate. Because of the turmoil in the world, there were no incense and tributes, and I had no ability. Unhappy.

Finally, I saw the bamboo sea swaying in the distance.

Green bamboo forest, turquoise water.

Whenever the green bamboo sea is swaying with the wind, you can occasionally see the ancient Zhuquan Temple.

No matter how fierce the outside world is, this small hill is always quiet and peaceful, except that it is too poor, old Huixian is covered with old clothes, and his shoes are more than a thousand years old.

The rain stopped.

Gather up the paper umbrella and walk up the mountain along the forest path.

There are no endless streams of believers, the stone path is covered with fallen leaves, and the leaves rustle with the corners of the skirt when passing by.

Turning the corner, I saw monkeys repairing the wooden doors of the dilapidated temple, holding charcoal pens in their ears, and wielding hammers to deal with the mortise and tenon wood.

The monkey waved his hand and scratched his head happily.

"Zhizhi~ Bai, why did you come here~"

But Bai Yujun was dumbfounded, frightened by the monkey, as if she was looking at a monster.

She lowered her head and took a closer look at the three-foot-tall ugly-faced monkey, confirming that she was right. Long Qiao's face was full of expressions of joy and jealousy.

"Brother Monkey, are you a Daoist genius? How much Dao have you comprehended?"

Scared by monkeys.

Bai Yujun could see the strong and almost substantive Taoism in it, could it have three hundred Taoisms?

The monkey scratched his head and thought about it carefully.

"Zhi, three thousand words, I really understand."

"I go……"

The short, ugly, gray-haired guy is definitely a strange flower, a wild flower that is fully blooming, full of three thousand meanings, the key is that it is a monkey!

I regret coming to Zhuquan Temple to blow my self-confidence, which is unimaginable.

"Bai, wait for me, I'll dig out all the wine buried in the past few years, squeak~"

"Wait...I...forget it."

I wanted to ask why Qing Ling and Tie Qiu were not there, but I just watched the idiot curl up the fallen leaves and run away without a trace, and went to dig the wine. To be exact, the wine jar was hidden in the lava cave, not really buried in the soil.

Shaking his head and entering the door, he took a serious look at the fresh wood.

"It's a pity not to make a coffin with this craftsmanship."

cross the threshold.

Seeing the old Huixian in the temple is busy.

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