New White Snake Asking Immortals

Broken temple door padlock.

The rest of my life in the past is just up the mountain, down the mountain, and up the mountain again.

It's a bit strange to say that a nest of extraordinary existences actually rely on iron locks to guard the door when they go out. I remember that when a certain Bai was a blacksmith, it was made of ordinary brass with an exquisite lock cylinder. It was useless. The rags in the ruined temple are not worth as much as the locks.

Lock it, and hide the key in the crack of the stone wall next to the door.

the rain stopped...

The light rain is clear at the beginning of the day, and the water drops on the tips of the bamboo leaves have not yet fallen.

Mossy and slippery stone paths in the secluded forest.

The strange combination goes down the mountain, the little stone is carrying a book box as tall as him, and jumps to the front, the snake demon boy and the old Huixian are doing their duties as guardian spirit beasts, and the Bai Yujun shoes with dragon horns and pointed ears are not wet , the hunched and bow-legged monkey walked last.

Barren mountains and wild waters, the fields worry about agriculture.

Bai Yujun wondered why there was no exploitation by rich and powerful around Zhuquan Temple.

Incredible.

You must know that the fertile soil and paddy fields around the bamboo forest are cultivated by farmers, which is unreasonable. How could those greedy people who cannibalize and suck the marrow be let go, especially the environment is comfortable and free from evil spirits or enslaved by practitioners, but there is not even a small landlord in sight.

The monkey seemed to guess that a certain white was puzzled.

"Hey, brother Tieqiu dug up their ancestral graves for the idiots who enclosed the land, and ran away. I used the rest as fertilizer, and the crops are growing like monkeys."

"..."

Dealing with the wicked can only be more vicious, the eternal truth.

When the distance from Zhuquan Temple is far enough, the world without shelter will appear in front of you.

hills.

The trio of Zhuquan Temple stood together.

The monkey squatted on the bluestone, set up a pergola to look around, and seemed to carefully compare the changes between the scene in front of it and the past. I remember that there was a peach forest in front of me, and the fragrant wind was ten miles away from Penglai.

Bai Yujun watched quietly, her plain skirt shaking slightly in the wind, her hair covering her eyes, and sighed softly.

"The forest is gone,

The mountain stream is gone..."

The black scorched soil and half of the wooden pile, after the rain washes away, it looks even darker after absorbing the water. Fighting skills, fighting, the strong are extremely destructive, without the constraints of the sky, they are completely indulgent and do whatever they want. Offenders, now hehe.

Old Huixian walked forward without saying a word, the old and slack bags under his eyes became heavier.

There was a strong smell of carrion, very stinky.

The mother animal was burned to death, and before she died, she used her body to block the flames to protect the cubs, and the cubs lost their protection and starved to death.

"Good..."

Old Huixian bent down and picked up the soil to bury the carrion seriously.

Little Stone and the Snake Demon Boy followed without saying a word, without asking why.

Bai Yujun sighed.

It's better to pull out three stock shovels than to dig the dirt by hand.

Then stand aside with Houzi and watch silently. This is the old Huixian’s way. He will do it seriously. Maybe the weak trio can’t go far, but they can go the farthest...

For Bai Yujun and monkeys, rotting after death is the destination of beasts, they have long been used to it, and they are better at burying villains.

Bury carrion.

Old Huixian sits cross-legged and recites the scriptures...

There is no money to make, the old man is very serious, his rough hands are covered with mud, and the nails are full of black dirt.

Dirty, cleaner than wearing gold.

"Take care of yourself."

Bai Yujun and the monkey nodded to indicate to take a step ahead, and left along the dry valley. When they walked a long way and looked back, they could still see the hunched figure of old Huixian trying to do insignificant things. He let go, and he didn't let go.

"Zhi, where are we going?"

"I want to go to the Daomen to have a look. I haven't visited Master for a long time. I miss it."

"Zhizhi, I will accompany you to the gate, do you want to ride a bicycle?"

"Go slowly, and take a look at the world by the way."

"it is good."

The two figures, one tall and one short, walked slowly, passing through deserted villages and over barren mountains.

Stepping on stones to cross the river.

The monkey has short legs, jumps nimbly onto the rocks in the stream, squats down and looks around, then continues to jump forward, grabs a handful of stream water to drink, wets the monkey hair on the chin, jumps for a distance and looks back at Bai, waits to walk together, and occasionally climbs Go to the fruit tree to pick wild fruits and try something new.

And Bai Yujun dangled around as usual, leaving S-shaped footprints.

Original ecology, natural habits too lazy to change.

"White."

"Ok."

"Why don't you be the boss and rule the fairy world, just like the Southern Wilderness Territory. I'll kill your opponent for you, how about it?"

"Let's see it later, you know, I'm lazy."

Monkey thought so, and nodded seriously.

The road is long, walk slowly...

The old stone bridge on the river ditch collapsed, and wormwood grew in the crevices of the stones. The house opposite the bridge only had half a broken wall, and half of the old locust tree remained a charred black stake. The world scene, now, those wise come true.

During the journey, I encountered battles and fights in the mortal world.

Conquests in the Immortal Realm, either directly or secretly, even mortals can't escape to work for their respective forces. Since three years ago, many places have lost a whole generation of people...

One dragon and one monkey walked through the bloody battlefield.

Stepping over corpses, blood mixed with mud and sticky soles.

Walking past the injured begging for help, walking into the breached city gate, passing through the thick smoke, I vaguely think of the doomsday war in heaven.

Smoke tastes exactly the same.

The luxurious restaurant burning with soaring flames collapsed and poured into the pond, the flames mixed with water splashes, and the wooden beams and columns rumbled into ruins.

The murderers with knives plundered and did all kinds of evil, creating a dark purgatory on earth.

The cultivation forces are just competing for territory, and the area to which the city belongs will provide resources, ores, elixir, and indispensable labor to the winning forces in the future.

The monkey picked up a piece of charcoal and lit the pipe pot, took a sip, and squinted to see the chaos in the world through the fireworks.

"Too much fertilizer, not enough land in the village..."

Can't control it.

A dragon, a monkey, how many nosy things can be controlled, today can't control tomorrow, the sky is chaotic and can't see through the future, there is nothing to do.

Bai Yujun felt that she had changed.

When going down the mountain, he would draw his sword to save a woman he had never met.

But the 3,000-year-old self became indifferent, and in reality, the ice rain woke up the little snake demon back then.

Saved people, but was locked up by people eating meat and drinking blood, locked in a small space and suppressed for two hundred years.

In fact, the bottom of my heart is very complicated.

The tragedy in front of him can be resolved with just a little bit of Longwei.

The real dragon is auspicious, after exuding dragon power, it will disperse evil spirits and bring health. At least ten years of safety can be guaranteed, unless the practitioner takes action to destroy it. More cruel, why bother to trouble yourself.

Forget it, out of sight is out of sight, just go far.

A dragon and a monkey wandered across the street, ignoring the thick smoke, just passing by in a hurry.

after awhile.

Su Bai's back suddenly stopped while walking.

"Ugh……"

"squeak?"

"Brother Monkey, thank you for your hard work."

"A trivial matter."

Pluck a pinch of monkey hair and blow it gently, and more than a hundred monkeys appear, chattering and chattering, waving iron bars, jumping and scattering in the ruins of houses, and the screams of the villains with knives can't be heard at all, because they specialize in hitting sap.

A certain white feels that a certain monkey has recently reached the moulting period...

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