New White Snake Asking Immortals

For two hundred years.

Time flies like a horse for a mythical beast with a long lifespan.

Although Bai Yujun shouted about being greedy for food and sleep, she was actually working diligently and diligently, not to mention other gods and beasts. Most of the gods and monsters in the same realm often retreat and practice, and they often have enlightenment for hundreds of years. Some gods and beasts even wake up. The young man was busy running around.

Moubai is really hardworking, and it can be considered broken Dragon's heart to worry about each of his aunts.

For the past two hundred years, it can be said that every day has exploded.

Imitate the heavenly court to build a fairy bridge outside the shrine, for the army to travel between various small worlds. It seems simple, and it can't be made by spending a little sweat. The fairy bridge is extremely complicated, and every dragon language rune must be carefully portrayed. , The brain is running calculations like crazy, and there is no holiday when you are hungry.

The baby fat accumulated on the face with great difficulty disappeared, but the sharp chin remained.

The night is silent...

The shrine under the moonlight is like the heaven in those days.

The handsome snake demon soldiers lined up to patrol, and Xian'e lit the exquisite palace lanterns. After letting go, the palace lanterns flew to the eaves and gate pavilions to float quietly. The shrine is located on the floating mountain, which is really beautiful.

The towering hall at the highest point, the guards in front of the hall are well-trained, and the armor is exquisite, holding a chest-high shuttle-shaped golden shield and a gorgeous spear, and the two sides are slightly bowed to greet the Dragon Emperor.

Bai Yujun walked up the jade steps.

Half-dragon and half-human, with a long dragon tail dragging weakly behind him, exhausted, it is rare to go back to the palace to rest.

I yawned and walked into the empty hall. The warm lighting atmosphere is very comfortable. The dome of the hall shows the gorgeous galaxy in the sky with formations. It is very comfortable to sleep under the starry sky.

The lonely figure walked towards the dragon chair step by step, and the sound of footsteps could be heard quietly...

In the past, Mou Bai was more willing to float away, but now he just wants to hear the echoing footsteps in the hall.

"Back then I decided to be a hawker, alas, the world is unpredictable."

Shaking his head, he stepped up the steps.

The rare divine jade steps are like stepping on water, with faint ripples, and the clear jade and the starry sky on the dome echo dreamily and magically.

Lie down on the wide dragon chair, and put the dragon's tail aside casually.

In the dead of night.

Bai Yujun suddenly couldn't fall asleep.

Adjust the position of the pillow and prop up the back, wave your hand, and a beautiful palace lantern floats over. The lantern gauze is painted differently on each side, and the warm yellow halo is not dazzling. Bai Yujun took out the paperwork and looked through it later, everything went well.

In the huge palace, on the high dragon chair, a certain Bai lay lazily reclining.

During the two hundred years of continuous fighting, one small world after another was wiped out of evil spirits, and every time a small world was cleared, an army was left to garrison.

Sometimes it can be cleared up in just a few days, and occasionally it will encounter hard bones, and it will last three to five years.

So far, hundreds of small worlds have been saved, and the merits are simply massive.

Most of the huge merits are attributed to Bai Yujun, the Dragon Emperor, and many are attributed to the various ministries of the empire, especially the soldiers. They are not as rich as Bai Yujun, but they are quite rich. Even if they die in battle, they will be reborn with merits.

Qiao Jin and others were forcibly promoted and suppressed by Mu at the beginning, and their foundations were inevitably unstable. Now, the generals took the opportunity to use their merits to make up for their foundations.

Over the past two hundred years, he has successively crossed the catastrophe and became a fairy.

Under Bai Yujun's control, they all stayed in the world of Xiaobaoqiu.

With the expansion and growth of the army, there are new problems. Although Chengxian Naihe's strength and aptitude are limited, Qiao Jin is becoming more and more unable to control a huge army. She is indeed a general, but it is difficult to match the current power. With the assistance of Mu Hexi and Bai Yujun, it may be difficult to secure the position of Marshal.

There is only one most suitable general.

Suppressing the ancient battlefield, Zhenbei, where nine golden weapons and iron horses were born, is the most suitable for leading troops in battle.

"I hope that Zhenbei will go through the ordeal soon and come to the fairy world to help me as soon as possible."

The time has not come.

He has his destiny, as well as some unavoidable calamities. When Zhenbei arrived in the fairyland, it was also the day when Bai Yujun opened the prologue, as if it was already predestined.

A certain white does not have all kinds of magical treasures by his side, nor does he encounter all kinds of secret treasures when he walks casually.

But with the help of two best friends,

The God of War Monkey Brother, the God of Army Zhenbei.

And countless brave and loyal subordinates.

"I have to wait..."

Currently very satisfied, the world that belongs to me is becoming more and more miraculous, and the evolution has been equivalent to the ordinary big world, and it still keeps growing.

The biggest change is one's own luck.

The aura is more and more like the ancient emperor who melted into the Kunlun Ruins. The emperor's aura keeps increasing with the battle, and the inadvertently revealed power makes all the subordinates more submissive, and it is also helpful for cultivation. Bai Molong began to have a headache. For promoting too fast...

Qiao Jin and other generals have become immortals, and it is a little difficult to enter the small world, so they simply stay in the base camp to take command, and generations of soldiers will grow up from the flames of war one after another, propping up the aura of the shrine.

"Should I do something?"

A certain Baixiu frowned.

It's not that they encountered a powerful demon army.

As I said before, the demons will inevitably be eliminated if they remain unchanged, but they thought of a good plan.

Open the commerce and trade of the heavens and the world, and stir up the stagnant water that has been silent for countless members.

"If you want to be prosperous and strong, you cannot do without commerce..."

Putting down the paperwork, looking up at the starry sky and thinking quietly, the more I think about it, the more feasible it becomes.

I have paid a huge price to fight for years, and I can't leave after finishing the battle. Anyway, the teleportation bridge has also been opened. Why not use it to make the best use of the world, break the decay and establish a prosperous new era, and her small world will face the invasion of demons in the future. It won't end badly either.

The tail of the white-scaled dragon rests on the jade steps.

Grab the paper, lick the brush and write with a swish, and then pass the document to the brightly lit military aircraft hall.

A certain white is responsible for stirring up the world to promote far-reaching changes.

...

When I was bored, I suddenly felt something.

Faintly feel that it is time to go back to the Primordial Immortal Realm, most of the matters are on the right track, so I can go back and see how the Immortal World has been tossed. You should go and see it for more than a hundred years.

Southern Wilderness.

No matter the original human beings or the civilians of the Snake Demon Empire, they have long been accustomed to the upside-down world in the sky.

There are often masters or flying boats traveling between the two worlds on weekdays. Everyone knows that the world is rich in aura and suitable for cultivation, but they cannot enter without permission, so many monks gather to go through the barrier to find out.

In two hundred years, there have been several generations of ordinary mortals.

Most people have been used to that world since childhood, thinking that it should be there just like the ancient dragon gate and the sun and moon.

Sunny and sunny.

It's strange to say that the airship that traveled between the two worlds in the past suddenly stopped sailing.

Immediately afterwards, the world that hung upside down from the sky disappeared...

There is an extra large stone gate near the sacred tree, but the disappearance of the world hanging above the head for more than two hundred years has made many humans and monsters very uncomfortable. When they get used to something and suddenly disappear, it feels very bad.

A certain white traveled through the void, and when he arrived at the fairy world, his figure blended into the wind and cloud and went straight to the Nantianmen.

Unexpectedly, there are eyeliners everywhere outside Nantianmen.

Worried that some forces might find their figure with secret treasures, they turned and headed straight for Beitianmen after a little thought. The dark ice and snow world is like a jedi, impossible to monitor at all, and there are very few people who can pass through unimpeded, not to mention that it is useless to find Beitianmen without guarding the Great Seal.

The cold wind whimpered, passing through the dark ice and snow silently...