New White Snake Asking Immortals

Bai Yujun leaned over the railing and looked at Nanhuang Wuwu Mountain.

The breeze brings the wild and primitive atmosphere unique to Shiwan Dashan. Countless creatures were born in this ancient forest, either fighting for food or growing quietly. Interpretation of natural reincarnation...

White water vapor rises from the endless undulating mountains and forests, birds hover, and beast roars echo.

Mu sat on Bai Yujun's shoulder and held the horn of the dragon, smiling. She also liked this land full of vitality.

A certain white opened his arms, closed his eyes and breathed the air of his hometown to his heart's content. The breeze blew his hair around his ears and his face was itchy. What he could hear with his pointed ears was the gentle sound of the wind, and his white skirt fluttered gently. Beautiful, but stunningly beautiful...

"That's great~"

For some reason, his eyes flickered, and he saw a small khaki broken ball.

I can’t see anything when I open my eyes. Recently, I’ve always dreamed that I’m lying on a small broken ball, and when I’m bored, I kick the broken ball around. Anyway, I don’t know why I’m kicking and playing. Done.

"It would be great if... that little broken ball had forests and oceans~"

"What?"

Mu listened and said hello with his head full, but he didn't understand what a small broken ball was.

"It's just such a big ball, um, yes, it's just that big, it's fun~"

A certain Bai used his arm to indicate the size of the ball, but felt that it was not obvious, so he used spells to make a small khaki ball, but felt that it was not very vivid, so he made a mana floating dragon, kicked and flew up on the ball.

"..."

Like to spin the ball?

Mu still doesn’t quite understand, thinking that every dragon likes to have different dreams. He is a tree, not a dragon. In Mu’s opinion, it’s better to weave a bird’s nest, attract birds to live in and hatch, and watch the birds every day. He was very happy as he raised his neck and opened his mouth, waiting for food.

"Where are you hiding? I can vaguely sense your body but can't determine the location. Other abilities haven't changed much. Your hidden talent has been brought into full play."

"It's probably there~"

Bai Yujun pointed to somewhere in the blue sky, and Mu finally found the hiding place accurately.

"It's not peaceful outside, so come back and have a look if you're homesick."

"Well, it's very big outside, full of crises but with infinite possibilities, even more expansive, and the most intuitive thing is war. From war, you can see the true essence. The huge battlefield can't see the margins and can't see any security. Every existence Incomparably insignificant, the flames burned the earth and roasted the sky red, and black smoke enveloped the world..."

Talking to himself about the most real side of the vast sea of ​​stars, what he sees is not to enjoy the comfort of immortality at ease, but as far as he can see is the battlefield of Minglan star. Looking at the planet from outer space, he can only see the world covered in black and red, death and despair.

The flames are dark red in the dark.

The spell blooms with the most brilliant light, and the murderous intent is awe-inspiring.

The battleship full of corpses returned to the fairyland, countless coffins.

Bai Yujun is not the kind of ostrich who only knows how to enjoy life and deceive herself about the beauty of the world. She is more willing to pay attention to the crisis. There is no such thing as a quiet time, but there are strange brave men who carry the burden for us.

Moulong does not want to be a blind man who has no sense of security and only knows how to enjoy life. Once he encounters a crisis, he panics like a child and just wants to understand the essence of the world.

Use your own blood to fight for your own living space, take up weapons, and live.

...

Shenhua Mountain.

Thunder and rain fly half of the belly, and frost and snow are on top of it.

Waterfalls hang on deep streams and steep cliffs, thousands of rocks and seas, clouds and mists in the middle of the mountains are full of towers and temples.

The Patriarch Hall is enshrined behind Qingxu Palace.

The avatar opened his eyes, and there was more agility in his eyes than before. Bai Yujun came back to see how the Chunyang Palace was doing, and by the way, raised this scale to the top of the Mahayana period, ensuring that there would always be a peak master in the Chunyang Palace sit in town.

After opening his eyes, he saw that he was enshrined in the god's seat. He thought he had made a mistake and landed in Longze County. After a closer look, it was clear that the painter Chunyang was too lazy to make a portrait and let the clone stand on the god's seat.

"It would be better if you put a soft bag on the god's seat,

Lying down is comfortable. "

Get up, float lightly in the air and fly out of the main hall to go to the rocky mountain beam and stone pavilion in the back mountain, purely to see the scenery.

By the way, showing strength and power to frighten Xiaoxiao, beasts are the most important promise. At the beginning, I promised my master to be optimistic about Shenhua Mountain and not to break my promise, and I will do what I say.

In the main hall, the little girl was preparing to offer incense every day, but suddenly found that Patriarch Bailong was gone!

"What a disaster~ Patriarch lost~"

back mountain.

Standing in the stone pavilion on the mountain ridge, feeling the luck, the dragon's face was blank.

"The luck of the Pure Yang Palace has been improved because of my ascension into a dragon? This dragon is worthy of being the most mysterious beast. In the future, if I run out of money, I can improve other people's cemetery houses. I hope someone can afford the price."

There are no storage bags or tea leaves, but stones are dug out to make teapots, mountain snow is picked, and snow is boiled to taste the water and look at the sea.

With the help of the dragon veins of Shenhua Mountain, the strength of the avatar was improved, the movement was too loud, and the special fluctuations attracted the attention of many real people in Chunyang Palace, who flew up the mountain with their swords to investigate the situation.

Ye Zi, who was dressed in Taoist robes, was slightly stunned when she saw Shi Ting's figure.

Before her ascension, Sister Bai Longbai left a scale avatar in the Qingxu Palace to regulate luck, and occasionally taught young disciples to practice. She usually treated the gods as motionless as statues. Today...it seems different from before.

Could it be...

Lead the other real people down and stand outside the pavilion.

"Meet Master Bai~"

Ye Zi and many other immortals of Chunyang Mahayana period saluted respectfully. The peak master of Qingxu Palace understood the mystery after a little thought, and was immediately extremely excited. This is the only immortal who has returned to Huashan among the many immortals who have ascended in Chunyang. As long as you point out one or two A hundred years of penance on weekdays.

With her back to the crowd, Bai Yujun looked at the snow in Mount Hua, swallowed a mouthful of snow water, and tasted it with her eyes closed.

"Well, I just came back to take a look and improve the strength of the avatar by the way. You guys did a good job."

As the older generation, you can't speak too fast, the more indifferent the better, with your hands behind your back and a sense of vicissitudes.

"Master uncle praised me, this is what I should do."

Leaf smiles.

Although he is the head of Chunyang Palace, Ye Zi prefers the territory of the Southern Wilderness Snake Demon. Because of this, Shenhua Mountain has a very good relationship with the Southern Wilderness Snake Demon Clan and the Jiulibai tribe. Yang Lijian made the emperor of the world agree to the powerful snake demon army to enter the Central Plains to eliminate demons.

"How to deal with the monster invasion? Is there a wave of corpses doing evil in the extreme arctic ice field?"

"Uncle Qi, the disciples of the sect have rebuilt garrisons in various places, cooperated with the snake demon army to kill demons, and kept the world peaceful. They also funded the wild tribes in the snow mountains in the north to clean up the remnants of the corpse tide."

In recent years, Chunyang has returned to the peak due to the improvement of his luck. Under the impetus of Ye Zi, the rare head of Zixu, he rebuilt his residence and restored his reputation as the number one god in the world.

"very good."

Sitting in the stone pavilion chatting with Ye Zi when I have nothing to do.

The real people took the opportunity to bring outstanding disciples from their sects to visit Bai Yujun, and seeing the gods increased the cultivation motivation of the younger disciples. Obviously, the real people didn't understand the young disciples' thinking.

"Meet the ancestor~"

The most outstanding young disciples of several generations of Chunyang bent down to salute. The older ones were in their twenties, and the younger ones were five or six years old with snot bubbles and hidden candies in their pockets.

In fact, what they think in their hearts is that the ancestor looks much younger than the master...