New White Snake Asking Immortals

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At Yinshi, Bai Yujun got up to wash up.

In the past, at this time, I was curled up in bed and sleeping deeply. Today is the birthday of a certain celestial master, and there are many things to do.

It was pitch black outside the window, and the mountain spring water flowed into the bluestone basin along the bamboo tube. It was very cool and comfortable to wash your face, and it could effectively refresh your mind.

Pick up a towel to wipe my face, burp, and change into a white shirt, the shirt is brand new, the buttons are beautifully knotted, although there are buttons, but a certain white figure puts it on to save trouble...

Put the arms in first, then the head, and pull down the shirt to put it on.

Finally, with both hands gently moving from the back of the head, the long black hair was pulled out from under the shirt.

Just find a coat and put it on.

The small courtyard was very quiet under the night, and the door was opened from the inside.

Warm orange candlelight spilled from the door into the courtyard, Bai Yujun closed the door casually, the small courtyard was dark again, and the candlelight remained in the house.

The lanterns in the promenade attract a few moths, and the night before dawn is quiet.

The monkey slept on the counter in the lobby of the hotel, and looked up when he heard the movement.

"Squeak~ What time is it?"

"Yinshi, I'll go up the mountain for a day, hiccup~"

"Go."

The monkey turned over and continued to sleep, with its paws occasionally scratching its lower back.

When I left the hotel, I looked back and saw that the lanterns in the small courtyards and pavilions scattered in the valley were gradually lit up. The guests who came to celebrate their birthdays had to prepare in advance. I’m afraid the hotel won’t have much business after this peak season. The pours are full.

To climb the mountain quickly along the stone steps of the mountain road, you have to go back to Qingxu Palace and meet with Shimen.

The mountain road is very quiet, only the sound of waterfalls in the distance, and a light mist gradually emerges in the mountains, which is cool.

Bai Yujun flicked the dragon's tail and floated away. Seeing that it was still early in the sky, she flew to the top of the dangerous peak and began to swallow clouds, white mist, and occasionally hiccup...

After finishing his practice and returning to Qingxu Palace before Mao, the sky in the distance was already pale.

The master, brothers and sisters are doing morning classes in the main hall.

"Hi~ Master, the disciple is back."

Yu Rong nodded and pointed to the futon reserved in front of her.

Bai Yujun tidied up her clothes, came to the desk respectfully, picked up three incense sticks, spit out some sparks to light them up, followed the procedure to pay homage to the holy image of Sanqing, then inserted them into the incense burner, returned to her place and did her morning class seriously.

Ordinary morning.

After the morning class, Bai Yujun went back to her room and changed into a snow-white robe with cloud patterns, white silk boots, and a jade crown between the dragon horns to tie her hair.

The costumes of all peaks and veins are similar, only the decorations and ornaments are distinguished.

Shaking the pointed ears in front of the mirror, flicking the dragon's tail, he walked downstairs and returned to the main hall.

Yu Rong, who put on her formal attire, looked at the little apprentice and nodded with satisfaction, and helped her straighten the neckline and sleeves. She recalled in a trance that in Shenhua Mountain, three thousand years later, the little apprentice still couldn't grow taller...

"Yujun."

"Hi~ Master."

A certain white squinted and raised his head.

Yu Rong stared at Bai Yujun's eyes seriously.

"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Alas, even the questioner can't escape from this rivers and lakes."

He looked up at Yuanshan and continued with a helpless expression.

"This fairy mountain seems to be out of the world, but it is not monolithic. You must be vigilant at all times. Remember, you are a dragon, a beast with sharp fangs."

"Yes! Disciple remembers Master's teachings."

Nodding his head heavily, two small canine teeth appeared at the corners of his mouth, seriously reminding himself that he has fangs.

Yu Rong smiled lightly, but she didn't know that one sentence made the apprentice think wrong. It was originally a reminder that being a beast can ignore certain rules, but it made a certain Bai think that he was reminded to use his fangs to solve troubles...

At Maoshi, Yu Rong led Qingxu's lineage to go out, merged with other Chunyang fellows, and went to celebrate his birthday.

After dawn, Xianshan becomes more and more lively.

Representatives from all parties outside, all the palaces and temples on the mountain are from the same sect, and it is rare for the fairy mountain to be noisy.

Bai Yujun found that there were many more faces in Chunyang Palace. Xu Shi went out to do missions and went back to the mountain to rest. Except for a few ordinary immortals, the others were more or less familiar. The elders who were hermits in Shenhua Mountain back then were outstanding in each peak. Disciple, and an acquaintance.

I remember when I was young, Chunyang competed against a certain senior sister of Zixu.

The proportion of immortals ascending from Shenhua Mountain is particularly high, far exceeding the normal level. A certain Bai is proud, I can only say that our ascending luck is really powerful.

Bai Yujun approached Senior Sister Zixu in a thief-like way, and when she got close, she could feel the ruthless sword intent. She was indeed a sword idiot.

Smile and say hello.

"Senior Sister Gong."

"So it's Junior Sister Bai, long time no see."

"Hi~ I have come to the mountain gate several times, why do I rarely see my senior sister in Xianshan?"

"The fairy mountain is quiet, and I can't sharpen my sword intent. I prefer to kill the demons like my senior brother."

That's right, it's the same as Senior Sister Gong, with the same familiar taste of iron and blood, very authentic.

While walking, Senior Sister Gong suddenly turned her head and stared at Bai Yujun.

that look...

"belch?"

"Junior Sister Bai, if you have free time, go to the martial arts competition, learn from each other's strengths and make up for your weaknesses. Anyway, you have nothing to do when you stay on the mountain, think about it?"

"Why did you ask me to discuss..."

"Because you are the only divine beast I can find, and the only dragon family I can find in the world."

"..."

A certain Bai was speechless, and he dared to express his love out of curiosity.

Cancan smiled and went back to the master with vague words, what to fight, the fighting style is completely different and there is nothing to learn from it, is it possible to learn how the dragons breathe fire or bite their teeth and claws, if they miss and get hurt, how embarrassing, of course, if You must go to treat guests, bring basins and bags.

Wandering across the mountains and ridges, I met more and more fellow temples on the road.

The young disciples stared curiously at a pair of snow-white dragon horns in the team. There were too many people, only the horns could be seen.

In the crowd.

Bai Yujun silently stared at the future...

The picture flashed in front of him, and he was already standing in the noisy square in front of a certain temple.

There are rows of low tables around the square, all kinds of guests are seated, the young disciples under the seat of the celestial master and Taoist boys shuttle back and forth to serve tea and spiritual fruits, the figures of the distinguished guests and powerful people in the hall can't be seen clearly, but outside the hall, they seem to be in person, and everyone can see clearly. Individual facial expression details.

A dusty female disciple holding a spiritual fruit walked straight towards her, as if she didn't see that she was blocking her way.

Then, the female disciple went straight through Bai Yujun and continued to work.

Moubai knew that he only saw the future instead of being in the future, and there was no possible mirror image, which was very interesting. Just now, when the girl came close to her face, she could even see the fine hairs on her face.

Scan left and right to find the location of Cen's fairyland.

In the blink of an eye, the screen in front of him changed, and he stood in front of Cen's team as if teleporting.

Elder Cen has a seat in the main hall, and the rest of the masters sit around Cen Quan.

Bai Yujun stroked her chin twice, then bent down to look down at Cen Yu, and found that there were beads of sweat on his temples, his complexion was tense and pale, it seemed that he was under a lot of pressure after losing the red line of marriage, and the young man couldn't hold his breath, even though he was a genius of the clan Poor acting.

Then, next test their hands, especially pay attention to the concentric lock.

There are many possibilities in the future, and the only ones who can interfere with the future are those who can predict or witness it with their own eyes.

All it takes is one thought, and another 'Bai Yujun' appears in the future mirror, and the test starts, and Cen's team finally responds.

In the first test, he pretended not to know and approached, and then Cen Yu suddenly used the concentric lock. The method was rough. Although he didn't know whether he could resist the concentric lock, it did give the concentric lock a chance to use it.

Good to know where the concentric lock is placed.

The screen is wiped out and the mirror is reversed. Nothing happened before, and the second test is started.

He pre-empted the attack and fought with the strong Cen family.

The third time, the fourth time.

Sudden!

Suddenly, endless sadness welled up in the depths of my heart...

Had to withdraw from looking at the mirror image of the future, the grief is still and continues to intensify! What a distant world wants to express, is too far away to hear clearly, only endless sorrow.

Feeling the corners of my eyes moist, I raised my hand to wipe it lightly, and there were a little tears on the belly of my slender fingers...

"What's wrong?"

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