New White Snake Asking Immortals

"Old Huixian, what are you doing?"

Bai Yujun saw that old Huixian was packing his bags, broken bamboo poles, straw hats, straw sandals, all patched up with old coarse cloth monk clothes, old wooden fish that had been polished for many years, small stones sorting out the bookcases and packing some sundries, and the snake demon boy silently wiped the rings. Knife, looks like a long trip.

The snake demon boy stood up to pay his respects, Xiao Shitou was overjoyed.

"Boss Bai is here~! I haven't seen you for many years. Brother Monkey said that if he doesn't come again, he will look for you."

A certain white smiled when he heard the words.

The monkey is quite loyal, but the monkey's mouth is too poisonous...

The benevolent old Huixian smiled awkwardly, put away the dilapidated wooden bowl with gaps, shrunk the rough and hairy big toe exposed on the outside of the straw sandals, face is something that no one can do without, human nature, if it is overemphasized Open-mindedness has fallen behind.

"Good, I haven't seen Master Bai for hundreds of years, do you still remember the fragrance of thick tea from Zhuquan?"

"Of course I remember, didn't you just come here to ask for some tea and water just after waking up, what? Are you going to travel far to earn money?"

"Uh……"

I feel embarrassed when I think of making money to build temples.

Since the carpenter monkey came to Zhuquan Temple, he has saved four places for alms, and only eats grass if he is good at technology.

"The poor monk wants to go down the mountain for a walk. Of course, it would be better if he can make money."

"Look at this whole thing. It's too coincidental to delay Master's cultivation. I'm sorry."

A certain fair-skinned guy was notoriously thick-skinned, so he wasn't even half ashamed.

"It's okay, let's make a pot of tea before we go."

The little stone cheered and jumped to fetch water with a wooden bucket.

Huixian took out a bamboo tube from the house, and the bamboo tube was filled with tea.

Bai Yujun, in a long-sleeved plain dress, with loose black hair, sat on a stone bench chatting with Lao Huixian, feeling very comfortable.

The snake demon boy earnestly lit a fire, boiled water and made tea with small stones, and the monkey came over to sit with a wine jar covered with fresh soil, squatted on a stone bench, drank a sip of old wine and gnawed a mouthful of bamboo shoots, the monkey's tail flicked happily, which made a certain dragon suspect Discovered a new meaning.

"Monkey,

Your taste has changed? "

"Zhi, I saw the black and white silly bear eating bamboo shoots, so I followed suit."

"That's a panda..."

The monkey scratched his head in doubt, as if he had encountered some kind of incomprehensible and profound problem.

"Squeaky? You said it was a cat?"

After hearing some Bai's words, the monkey went straight into a state of confusion, seriously thinking whether the idiot was a bear or a cat, and then started the mode of enlightenment against the sky, which made Bai Yujun amazed and decided to examine himself three times a day. His understanding is not as good as that of a monkey, so he should be ashamed.

After taking two sips of old wine, I turned my head and forgot about the matter of self-examination.

"Where did Tie Qiu and Qing Ling go, have they been down the mountain for a long time?"

"Good, it's been a few years since the iron ball benefactor and the Qingling benefactor went down the mountain to save the souls of the dead in the ancient tomb. That... may I ask the benefactor Bai, the poor monk thinks you are getting more and more dazzling, why is that?"

The corners of Bai Yujun's mouth twitched, the ghost's supernatural soul might be wiped out by a direct blow.

As for the dazzling, why didn't I notice it.

"It may be that the cultivation base has improved too fast, alas, worry..."

Others dream of advancing faster, but Bai is the opposite. Even though the advancement is super slow, he still thinks hard about how to slow down every day, trying his best to lay a solid foundation, for fear that he will be at the same speed as ordinary practitioners.

The pot of water boiled.

The tea leaves are brewed in boiling water and rolled, the fragrance calms the nerves.

Take a sip.

Listen to the rustle of the bamboo forest brushed by the breeze, smell the fragrance of the mountains and fields, and have nothing to do with the world.

It's just weird to drink tea after drinking wine.

"The master really went down the mountain to make money?"

Hearing this, the old Huixian sighed long and bitterly, and his rough and thin old face was even more compassionate.

"In the past three years, the poor monk has frequently seen the sky red with blood, and often heard mourning souls weeping. The monks are merciful and always do something. This time, they will go down the mountain to save the souls of suffering."

Bai Yujun shook her head.

"The heavens fell, the demon world invaded and evil cultivators made troubles, and the eight immortal realms fought against each other."

He paused and continued.

"The immensity of the fairyland may be endless. The flames of war affect all living beings. There are countless lives and deaths every moment. How much can you survive?"

"Good, you can cross as much as you can..."

Old Huixian is still the same old Huixian, and it is better to do it seriously than talk about it.

Whenever there is a time of devastation, most of the people who speak boldly about calming down the world and creating a prosperous world are talking about the country with eloquence, frowning without thinking about food and drink, and seriously formulating strategies.

In the end it was just a dream.

As long as you are willing to do it, even if you start with trivial things.

Only then will the world have hope.

The monkey next to him paused to think, took a sip of wine, smelled the aroma of tea, took a sip of clear tea from an old bowl, then took two bites of bamboo shoots, suddenly frowned, and felt that something was not quite right after eating the three flavors together...

The flame boiled the water and the lid shook.

The tea in the cup suddenly tasted a little bitter.

Bow your head and witness the ups and downs of tea leaves, just like a fairy road with thorns.

Looking up, look at the tall green bamboos shaking, the blue and deep sky between the tender greens, and the white clouds.

Bai Yujun pondered for a long time.

Fighting for hegemony is too far away. In fact, I am lazy by nature. I like to bask in the sun and sleep late. I fight and kill every day, but I don’t eat meat. I have endless intrigues and schemes. What’s the point of watching the demon world eat away at every step? I’m afraid it’s a success in the eyes of the demons joke.

Thinking about it.

The purpose is still to live, live well, and do meaningful things.

Seriously raise the ball when you have nothing to do, turn the small broken ball into a big world, if possible continue to evolve into the main world similar to the prehistoric, raise snakes, raise phoenixes, raise delicious food...

He raised his head in a daze.

Next to him, Monkey did not shy away from drinking freely in front of Lao Huixian.

What Lao Huixian cultivated was himself, not others, and he was indifferent and knew how to let go.

Those who ask others for no reason all day long are evil.

Xiaoshi squatted in front of the small stove and happily roasted chestnuts. The roasted chestnuts were particularly fragrant. They were full and hungry, and the monkeys rushed to eat them. It is said that they were traded from the vendors at the foot of the mountain. Every day, eating bamboo shoots must change the taste.

A certain white still raised his head and drank tea casually, considering whether to eat a few deserted little worlds.

In a trance.

A bamboo leaf drifts slowly...

Stretch out the slender jade fingers to catch it lightly, the fingers pinched and turned over and over boringly.

After thinking about it, he opened his mouth and took a bite to taste.

In fact, there is no special fragrance.

The vermilion lips are lightly pursed, blowing a comfortable tune with the green bamboo leaves, blowing far and far away with the wind, green tea, old wine, old houses with mottled moss and stone walls, and plain sounds.

The monkey scratched its lower back.

"White. "

"Ok?"

"I trust you, remember to call me when you fight."

"Okay, Brother Monkey is the God of War."

"Squeak~"

The relationship between friends is very simple. Bai Yujun understands what the monkey said. The monkey knows that Bailong's friend wants to be quiet but the wind keeps blowing. Just like someone provoked him for no reason before, he was always pushed forward, unable to stop, unable to escape , now that I have comprehended three thousand ways, I can help.

Time always flies by.

After drinking the tea, the charcoal fire of the small stove was extinguished, leaving only thin smoke.

The spring water in the well in the bamboo forest is suitable for making tea, but there is less time for tea drinking in the world.

Mess and no peace...

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