New White Snake Asking Immortals

Outside the Nantian Gate.

Bai Yujun was not in a hurry to leave, but first ran to play in front of the magic mirror.

In the past, the rules of the sky were strict, and there were not many opportunities to play. Now you can say that you are the sky. This thing is an artifact that can reflect the original appearance of the body. Any means of concealment and change will reveal the original shape of this thing. Many gods, monsters and ghosts covet it. But no one can move out of the Heavenly Court. No matter how the situation changes, they are always placed at the Nantianmen.

Simple and typical ancient style.

Walking slowly to the demon mirror with hands behind his back, he tilted his head.

In the mirror, the ferocious Bailong's head moved in sync with Bai Yujun's, tilting his head and grinning stupidly...

Go to the mirror.

The front of the dragon's mouth was almost touching the mirror, and the side face bared its teeth. Bai Yujun raised her hand, and the white dragon in the mirror raised her paws to pick between her teeth, and did the same thing with her tongue, looking up and down.

"Not bad, the fangs are powerful."

In fact, it is quite fun. When I look in the mirror, there is a different self in the mirror.

Only the demon mirror in Tianting can play enough. It is difficult for other fakes to show their original shape. The quality of the fakes is not high. After being photographed, they cannot withstand the power of the dragon and collapse. Many masters have studied for many years and thought of a way for this. It's about sacrificing clarity until you can handle the pressure.

Bai Yujun played a few games before, but she couldn't see clearly, which was boring.

This time I want to borrow the artifact to see if there is any evolution.

There are still many doubts about absorbing a large amount of Lunar Moonlight and Emperor Flow Ointment, creating a precedent. After careful observation with the demon mirror, I found some subtle changes in the dragon's horn.

There were slight scratches on the dragon's horns from several fierce fights.

Now that the scratches are gone, the most amazing thing is that the snow-white dragon's horn has more lines, mysterious, mysterious, and the silver color of the moon has a different kind of beauty. Knowledge about this cannot be found in the inheritance, that is to say, there was no such thing in ancient times. This happens...

So far it's not a bad thing.

It's a little bit difficult. I practiced the Pure Yang Jue by myself, but ended up with the power of pure Yin, which is very embarrassing.

Imbalance of yin and yang presents a trend of yin prosperity.

Lunar Moonlight is not as gloomy as ghosts.

The essence of the sun and the moon are full of righteousness, and there is no difference between good and evil in pure yin and pure yang.

If yin represents evil, then that is nonsense to the extreme. There are also many treacherous and evil people who practice the power of pure yang. It all depends on whether the mentality of the practitioner is right or evil.

He shook his head to play, and ran to fiddle with the sky survey mirror.

The sky survey mirror can scan the world, and I played with it a lot when I was in the women's guard camp.

Use all fours to climb onto the console.

Adjusting the sky survey mirror to scan the Daomen Xianshan, wanting to see what the Shimen is doing, but only seeing the huge island-like lotus leaves outside the fairy mountain, the fog obscured the Daomen, I didn’t think it was strange, it was a Daomen after all.

"Hey, there is no way to eat lotus seeds in February. The lotus seeds the size of a house must be enjoyable to eat."

For other gods, lotus seeds as huge as houses cannot be swallowed.

A certain white is not afraid, we eat that thing like eating candy.

The turning direction is aligned with Zhuquan Temple.

"Huh? Not here?"

Zhuquan Temple is usually very lively, but today I saw bamboo rats digging holes over the threshold...

The sky survey mirror can only be used to maintain law and order, and it is convenient to check whether the common people are abnormal, and the fog where the big bosses are located cannot be seen through.

Aim at the Cen's Immortal Realm who has recently torn face with him.

Xianjun's place is full of fog.

Just go and see those descendants of the immortal monarch, and peep unscrupulously.

"Heh~ a group of landowners still want to control the prehistoric world, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding about the world."

It's not that Bai doesn't agree with someone taking that position, but one has to be capable. Look at the Cen clan members in the fairyland under the jurisdiction of Cenhe Xianjun. The big landowners are fine, that's all.

Slightly adjusted the sky survey mirror, and accidentally discovered a large-scale event, which seemed to be a competition of the younger generation.

The descendants of the various clans have emerged in an endless stream of junior cultivation geniuses, shining like stars on the stage.

A certain Bai was idle and bored, and curiously zoomed in to watch the performance.

"Tsk tsk tsk~ As expected of a rare cultivation genius once in a hundred years,

The arrogance is almost spurting out from the Tianling cover, and the expression is also in place, arrogant, indifferent, and the ability to pretend is absolutely top-notch. "

"Young and full of vigor, too much arrogance is not the right way. A certain person only got a mediocre level in the martial arts competition back then, so he is unknown."

I think back when I transformed into a form and signed up to participate in the Shenhuashan martial arts competition, relying on my strength and talent, I worked hard to get into the middle class, but in the end I was the strongest.

"Huh? All the people on stage are young guys?"

It's weird, but it's not surprising to think that several fairylands can give many worlds to the demons.

This kind of thing can be done, what's the difference between a martial arts competition with underachievers?

I have nothing to do to watch performances, eat melon seeds, and watch little dolls compete.

If you talk about martial arts, you have to look at the clans in the fairyland and the fairyland. Maybe it’s the combination of strong and strong bloodlines. Talented young people emerge in endlessly. All kinds of cultivation geniuses dazzle the dog’s eyes. There is no strongest but stronger. Ordinary casual cultivators go to see a clan Autism guaranteed to be hit by a joust.

Except for Xianjun, this is the capital for the clan to occupy the best place for cultivation.

It seems that there are a lot of geniuses, but none of them actually grow up. Without outsiders, countless geniuses can die prematurely due to internal fighting.

A certain Bai watched it with relish for two days.

The contest has reached the final critical moment.

A few geniuses came on stage, using all sorts of methods, including bright and dark ones, and even sorcery.

In the end, one talented boy was seriously injured and was considered disabled, and another died tragically, and the winners competed for the first place.

"Tsk tsk, what a ruthless strike..."

The winner is a handsome and handsome young man with an unusually handsome long gown and folding fan.

Unexpectedly, peeping through the sky survey mirror yielded unexpected results. After the boy won the victory, he secretly had a tryst with his younger junior sister, and found a secluded wooden house.

Young man, it's either a story or an accident.

Turning the sky survey mirror again, the fairylands are busy fighting each other, and the demons and hellfire are left alone.

Bai Yujun stayed outside the Nantian Gate, looking around blindly.

The eyeliners and troublemakers of various forces outside the Tianmen gathered more and more, trying to figure out what Bailong wanted to do, they stared at it for two full days, only knowing that Bailong used the sky survey mirror to peek into the lower realm.

After playing for a long time, Bai Yujun jumped off the console.

"I'll go, it's lively."

Only to find that the gods gathered outside, and some bored gods tried to pass through the barrier.

"It's all free, why not do something serious..."

Shaking his head, he walked up the almost stagnant Xianqiao step by step.

Immortal bridges are stagnant. In the past, there was an endless stream of gods flying on ships, flying boats or imperial treasures. The army went out to return, the gods ascended to heaven to report their duties, and the gods traveled by way. …

Now, only Bai Yujun walks alone.

Empty and silent, the huge teleportation array at the end of the fairy bridge has long been closed.

Stand still on the edge of Xianqiao.

The hem of the skirt is swaying slightly, and the toes are hanging outside. When you look down, you can see the vast sea of ​​clouds under the Changchang Fairy Bridge. .

Bai Yujun suddenly realized for the first time that she was already standing very high.

The wind blows her hair and shakes it, sticking to her cheek and covering her eyes.

Standing alone on the fairy bridge for a long, long time.