New White Snake Asking Immortals

A small, remote world.

The fat-headed cat was sitting, raising one front paw to shake the rocking chair. Bai Yujun, who was lying on the rocking chair to bask in the sun, suddenly opened his eyes. He looked through the endless void and saw the deck of the broken ship and the box...

Broken steps and crooked doors and windows serve as the background.

Lao Huixian has a skinny old face covered with deep wrinkles and kind eyes. He is wearing an old monk's robe that has been washed and whitened and full of patches. Behind him is a dilapidated and decayed background. His calloused old hands hold a string of ordinary Buddhist beads.

The eyelids that were saggy and drooping due to old age moved slightly, and there was a bit of disgust in his compassionate eyes.

The box was opened by Feng Ying with a knife, or maybe it wasn't made by her.

The broken box fell onto the deck with a loud sound, and something black and full of evil and ominous rolled out of it. When it landed on the deck, it seemed to fall into everyone's heart. Everyone stopped fighting involuntarily, and all eyes were fixed on the big black fist. object.

The long face feels inexplicably scary.

"what……"

Glancing at the silent old man in brocade across from him, he couldn't figure out their purpose.

Everyone present was well-informed and could tell that it was a ridge bone.

Hei Bu Le Qiu resembles a human skeleton. When the spine falls from the box and appears, the surroundings suddenly become silent. No matter the monks, mortals or immortals, they all have a sense of crisis of impending disaster. The yellow-haired monster in the distance does not hesitate. He turned around and ran away, extremely frightened but fortunate to be far away. He didn't even want it, whether it was valuable or not.

The snake demon boy swallowed with a growl in his throat, knocked away his opponent, turned around and ran towards Lao Huixian.

Others looked horrified and helpless.

No matter the monks, the refugees in the boat, or monsters and ghosts, they felt despair from the bottom of their hearts.

Xiao Shitou and the snake demon have been practicing beside Lao Huixian. They are very strong-willed and will not be easily blinded by illusions.

According to their principles of life, they run to two places when they encounter danger.

Either run to the master or hide behind Bailong, and there will be no more danger in the world.

If so, then Bailong must be the most dangerous.

Seeing that the Black Bones were about to spread, the old man in golden clothes and the long-faced man quickly flew to the deck while fighting with each other. With their superb cultivation, they were not afraid of the evil nature of the Black Bones, and each used their own methods to fight for it. The young man on the other side also hurriedly Pounce.

The little stone and the snake demon boy had just run back to the master, and when they saw this, they had to rush back again.

Feng Ying seemed to have completed the task.

The long-lost control of his body reappeared, and he quickly raised his knife to resist the terrifying evil force and retreated. The straight knife in his hand returned to its ordinary iron appearance, without any abnormalities.

The old man in Jinyi was dragged back by Long Face again. Long Face, who had countless experiences of fighting gods and demons on the battlefield, easily gained the upper hand, and the two fought farther and farther away.

The little stone and the snake boy continued to have a scuffle with the young people.

In order to fight for the black bones, several monks who stood too close were vomited blood and flew far away.

A walkway below the heavy deck.

A certain refugee, who was stiff and oppressed by the evil spirit, heard the sound of dripping water, and the sound of water droplets hitting the wooden board. He was short of breath due to the influence of the breath and felt weak. He raised his head with difficulty and saw thick black water seeping into the cracks in the wooden board above his head, and the water droplets clinging to the wooden board fell. , fell on the head of the passing ghost.

The water droplets fell to the ground and merged with the black water on the floor, but the ghost was nowhere to be found.

Seeing the black water flowing towards them like a living thing, the refugees were extremely frightened. They wanted to shout but could not make any sound...

On the deck, the snake demon boy used a knife to stop the young man's hand from reaching for the black bone, and the little stone was also stopped when he tried to grab it.

The young man cursed anxiously.

"Stop it, you two bastards! Can you afford it if something happens if you delay this!"

It's okay if you don't scold them. After the scolding, the two little stones became more energetic.

"You are the bastard! You wear colorful clothes like a colorful pheasant!"

Xiao Shitou is responsible for the scolding. Anyone who makes him angry dares to scold him. Anyway, he has a strong backer so he doesn't have to worry about whether he can afford it.

The fight was over the black bones on the deck, and no one had a chance to grab them.

After scrambling for it, the young man pushed the snake demon boy's knife away with his palm. The tip of the knife hit the black bone. The black bone flew out and rolled a few times before stopping in front of a pair of old open-toed shoes.

When the evil and unknown contained in it was about to explode, Old Huixian bent down and put down a string of Buddhist beads with his calloused hands.

The movements were ordinary, without any dazzling magic light or earth-shattering momentum.

After the beads were put on the black bones, the evil aura melted away like frost and snow under the scorching sun, and the suffocating fear disappeared without a trace.

"Alas, the past is like smoke and a dream, so why bother holding on to it."

The young man who was entangled by the small stones and the snake demon looked at the string of beads and felt unbelievable.

The beads that were crudely made and even coated with pulp were actually able to suppress the evil in the black bones. I vaguely felt that something was wrong. When I was distracted, I was punched twice in the face and abdomen. I had to temporarily put aside my doubts and win the battle first.

Taking the time to roar at the monks of the Human Dynasty.

"Why are you just standing there! Go and catch the old monk! They are all trash!"

The monks who were humiliated and scolded dared not speak out in anger, so they divided into two people, one on the left and the other on the right, to rush towards Old Huixian.

Old Huixian didn't even look at the monk who rushed towards him. He slowly sat cross-legged and meditated, clasping his hands together and closing his eyes to recite sutras.

Peng Peng was heard twice in succession, and the two monks suddenly fell down motionless...

The other monks were stunned for a moment when they saw this, and four more monks approached from four directions. Unsurprisingly, they fell down again for no apparent reason. They closed their eyes and lay on the deck without any movement.

Old Huixian was chanting sutras to the black bones, while a fat white bug lay on his shoulder. The wine bug raised half of his body proudly.

Upon seeing this, the monks from the imperial dynasty retreated quickly, intending to stand far away and attack with flying swords and other magic weapons, but unexpectedly they fell down one after another.

He fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep, breathing evenly with his eyes closed and even snoring loudly.

The old man in Jinyi looked back in surprise.

His eyes ignored Yu and Feng Ying and fell on the old monk's shoulders.

"No... the alcohol worm, a strange beast from the ancient times, stick to the mourning platform to stay clear! Use real fire to burn away the smell of alcohol!"

When young people heard this, they quickly followed the instructions. Even if they tried hard to prevent themselves, they still inevitably showed signs of drunkenness.

In the broken ship below the deck, no matter whether they were people or monsters or ghosts, they were all lying down and sleeping drunkenly, and the sound of snoring came and went.

The old man in Jinyi didn't expect to encounter a tough fight, and he wouldn't be able to tell the winner for a while. Fortunately, support was about to arrive.

After discovering the aura of the same race, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not too late to make amends, all you need to do is take that thing back, otherwise you won't be able to explain it to the clan.

Long Face sensed that something was wrong, and after forcing the old man in golden clothes to retreat, he immediately returned to the deck of the broken ship, dragging Xiao Shitou and the snake demon back to Old Huixian.

Xiao Shitou groaned angrily and wanted to step forward to continue the fight.

"Don't pull me! I'm going to beat him to death!"

"Not now, they are coming. I didn't expect to see so many people."

The long-faced king stood behind Lao Huixian with his arms folded, watching the old man in golden clothes fall on the opposite side.

Soon, an old woman flew up in the night sky.

Carrying the power of Leng Ao, he landed on the deck and pulled the tipsy young man to his side. His clothes were gorgeous and made of rare materials, and his eyebrows exuded arrogance, quite like a human aristocrat.

Unexpectedly, after she glanced at Old Huixian and the others, she turned around and took the young man away at a faster speed without saying a word, leaving the old man in brocade in a daze.

The old man had no idea what was happening.

"Why did you run away? The things haven't been taken back yet..."