New White Snake Asking Immortals

The ancient village leans against the mountains and the pavilions have a wide square.

Countless mountain people gathered in the square to surround the sacrificial altar in front of the attic. There was no noise or words. Men, women, young and old watched silently the absurd speeches of the degenerates on the stage, and watched them struggle in the end.

The skin is no longer rough and the chubby fallen man is wearing gorgeous costumes, and the gold necklace and gold ring decorations show his status.

The masters in the ancient village were no longer willing to get close to the fallen. They bowed their heads in silence as if facing their clansmen without words, and felt guilty for being seduced.

The first order of the fallen after taking control of the ancient village is to ennoble themselves as nobles, to enjoy the support of ordinary villagers, and to become nobles and exploit slaves like those in the Kurobe.

The fallen are still struggling to quibble, and the ridiculous language echoes in the quiet cottage.

In fact, they are afraid that this kind of people will seize power, and they will not be able to do good things or do bad things. They will not give up their previous status and run away when disaster strikes, thinking of sophistry and continue their previous life. They know in their hearts that if they leave Yunyao Ancient Village, they will have nowhere to go Without any status, even Heibu would not accept these useless people, unless they took the whole village to defect to Heibu, which was even more impossible.

The clouds and mist gradually drift away, and the sun shines...

A young girl squinted at the roof of the pavilion, the light was bright and dazzling, as if someone was there!

More and more people looked up, and the speaker had to stop speaking and look back to the roof, and saw the familiar figure again, the saint and the totem holy beast...

The sudden sunlight was finally no longer so glaring, and I saw a dragon clinging to the roof of the building.

"Holy beast! It's a holy beast!"

The mountain people cheered happily, as if the holy beast killed the sun to dispel the cold and bring warmth...

Mu Duo stood on the edge of the roof, condescendingly looking down at the fallen people on the altar and the ancient masters who looked up without a face. No one doubted the authenticity of the saint, because the saint stayed with the saint.

Bai Yujun stands on the top of the building with her front paws high, while her back paws and tail are wrapped around the pavilion.

Anyway, just don't go to the ground.

The high priest hadn't arrived yet, so Bai just came to watch the fun and admired the high priest's demeanor. The people below couldn't make a fuss, and they really didn't want to give up their status and refused to escape and wanted to clean up their crimes.

Fortunately, many formations were drawn during the construction of this building, which are extremely strong, and there is no need to worry about being crushed into ruins when coiled on it.

Mu Duo only said one sentence.

"Everything will be decided by the high priest."

The villagers around the altar in the square were chattering loudly, and the voices of the crowd were booming and buzzing. Mu Duo found a roof to sit and wait quietly, while Bai Yujun shook his head to watch the excitement.

The complexions of the depraved people in power were pale, and many masters in the ancient village stayed away for fear of being implicated.

After waiting for a long time, the high priest and his party arrived at Yunyao Ancient Village...

He is an old man with a unique style of crutches and several accompanying masters. His face is stern and resolute. When he arrives, he will let the old patriarch and the old priest be released. He will not listen to any explanation and directly order the perpetrators to be punished according to the rules of the Jiuli clan. Put to death, without sloppiness.

"The High Priest, please forgive me...please forgive me..."

"Betraying the ancestor gods is digging up the roots of the tree! Forgetting the legacy of the ancestors will cause harm to the tribe! Do not keep rotten and moldy rice! Kill!"

Several powerful people stepped forward to restrain the fallen ones who wanted to escape, raised their knives and dropped the heads to the ground, grabbed the heads and threw them on the altar to comfort the ancestor gods.

Many masters were reprimanded by the high priest and bowed their heads in shame. After killing the mastermind, the rest would stay, and they couldn't all be executed.

Bai Yujun stayed on the roof to watch the commotion.

In order not to be eye-catching, he simply turned back into a human form and reclined alone on the ridge tiles on the roof to watch the clouds. Mu Duo, the priest and the patriarch were busy reclaiming power together. It's better to sleep in the territory and continue to adjust the luck of the Central Plains.

Lying on the top of the building, the wind is light and the clouds are light, you can't see the messy things below, it's very comfortable~

The turmoil that had been raging in Guzhai for a long time came to an end. It was not easy for him to become stronger and lose his vitality again. It seems that he will have to rely on himself most of the time in the future.

Working in vain for so long to help adjust the feng shui of the village, tossing around.

I don't want to get involved too much here.

Raise your arms to face the sun and turn it over to look at your palms, cover the sun and open your fingers, feel embarrassed to leave directly and can only stay on the roof to pass the time boringly.

In fact, the sunlight in the pure sky is slightly golden in the mountains and forests.

I didn’t pay much attention before and took it for granted. I suddenly remembered some more and more distant memories. I found that the air in that world was dirty, and I couldn’t see the beauty of the sun. The buildings in the barbaric style of Jiuli are like a paradise.

It rained too much in the past two days and basked in the sun to get rid of the moisture and restore the body temperature to make the brain smarter.

"Human, too impetuous, always unwilling to stop and feel the sunshine~"

...

The matter of Yunyao Ancient Village was settled.

Mu Duo has been very busy recently and has no time to come to Baifu to play. Bai Yujun flew back to Baifu to enjoy the blessings for a few days and then started to work. She worked hard to help the Emperor rise and weaken the princes and kings. The ones in the sky are dominant, a certain Bai Just a coolie to help with tiring work.

Qing Ling, Tie Qiu and a hundred demon soldiers followed Swift to Cyanwood Mountain to search for the snake demon and bring them back to the Snake Valley territory.

The iron ball is dangling on the way with the ant leg that has been stored for half a year.

"Does Boss Bai have any requirements, for example, what is your favorite white snake?"

"My sister said that I don't want king cobras, and I don't like them either. In human terms, king cobras are the most hated black sheep among snakes."

The dark horse on the mount is quitting, this is referring to Sang and Huai... referring to the king cobra scolding the horse.

"drive?"

"Uh, don't get me wrong, I'm talking about black sheep."

"I don't know how many little snake demons I can bring back. I want to become the commander of the army, so that I can dig graves in an open and honest way..." Tie Qiu's eyes were blurred and intoxicated in his dream, unable to extricate himself.

Qingling doesn't like graves, and he can't eat carrion.

"Strange... my sister has been unwilling to teach us how to cultivate dragons. Why?"

Qing Ling didn't understand, and after thinking for a long time, she still couldn't understand why. Wouldn't it be more powerful if she could transform into a flood dragon? At least she could also be invincible in the same realm. Only the strength of Snake Valley can make all malicious people fear.

Tie Qiu shook his head. He knew why Bai Yujun didn't spread the method of transforming flood dragons and dragons. Unless the heavens and the earth favored him, whoever practiced it would die. It's better to take the route of the snake demon, which is stable and safe. Otherwise, those sects and forces have never done experiments. Well, I don't know how many snake demons have been raised in secret to try to transform into dragons and dragons, but none of them succeeded. This is the question they most want to understand.

Perhaps the Western religion understands it, but understanding it is one thing and doing it is another.

"Dragon Transformer is one out of millions of creatures. Boss Bai said that if time was allowed to turn back, she would rather be a little snake demon. This is not only a road of thorns, but also a road of life and death..."

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