New White Snake Asking Immortals

Relax and relax.

The cyan bamboo reclining chair is covered with silk quilt, lying lazily on your back, the sun is shining on the fair and pretty face, listening to the wind blowing the bamboo forest, empty and long, can make the dragon's heart peaceful.

Eyelashes trembling, squinting at the scenery.

When squinting, the eyes are slightly blurred, and the light between the bamboo leaves above the line of sight is very bright.

The dragon's tail is placed on the side at will. The mountain behind the temple is a good place for cleaning and repairing, which is suitable for a daze. Bai Yujun has come here to kill time in recent days.

Stupidly, he reached out and scratched at the low table beside him.

Grab the teapot and bite the spout.

I poured it into my mouth vigorously, and after a long time, the tea was slightly cold. It is said that hot tea is better to drink, but it may not feel comfortable when it is cold, but Bai Yujun felt that there was no difference, and it was all gone.

Eat a bite of local pastries and read miscellaneous storybooks.

After half a column of incense...

"What nonsense is making up."

Throw away the badly printed books, the stories are very bizarre, the monsters read the kind of book whose face is full of who am I , Without the power to crack the spell, it turned into a golden carp and was caught and sold and risked to die.

Although finally rescued.

But Bai Yujun said that her little face was dazed, the beast turned into a carp? Lost mana?

Facts have proved that some stories in ancient times often hide some kind of guidance, and use stories to achieve their goals. Generally speaking, people's hearts are too complicated, and the ancient road is slippery.

"Alas, since the decline of the ancient dragon clan, everyone jumped out and stepped on their feet, and the time is also fate~"

Think about it.

Pick up the book and shred the tea leaves.

Outside the temple gate.

Hui Xian led Little Stone and the snake demon boy to prepare for a long journey.

Remembering that Bai Long had nothing to do, he shouted to Bai Yujun who lived in the back mountain.

"Bai benefactor, Jinling City's festivals are well-known, and it's good to go to beg for alms~"

A certain Bai just made a pot of bamboo leaf green, and his pretty face was stunned. Is there Jinling City here too? It seems that good names are popular everywhere, and there are many places with the same name in the Honghuang Xianjie.

"Wait a minute, come right away~"

Cool down quickly and drink tea.

Qingling was busy practicing and didn't want to go out. Monkey was busy excavating immortal tombs with Iron Ball. Bai Yujun was bored at home for a few days and planned to go out for a walk.

Change into coarse cloth ranger clothes, wear a broken bamboo hat, and take a bamboo flute and a knife.

The super invincible combination reappears in the world...

"If you want to become an eminent monk, you have to start from almsgiving. It is also very important to recite scriptures, meditate, and practice meditation. One flower is one world, one tree is one bodhi."

"The virtuous old man, for thousands of years, can't we change his lines?"

"Donor Bai, you are impetuous."

"..."

"You don't need to bring a knife when you go out for alms, Lord Bai quickly put away his magical powers."

"You said that I had a knife? Didn't you carry a wooden stick in your hand to guard against thieves and beasts? How can you do it with your bare hands in the chaos outside."

"No, no, no, this is a Zen staff."

"..."

Bamboo rats are curiously looking around on the stone road in the bamboo forest.

The scorching sun is scorching hot. Bai Yujun knitted a bamboo hat for Zhuquan Temple to protect the sun from the rain, stitched patched and broken monk clothes, and made a rough broken hat. It has a bit of chivalrous and return to the original charm.

At night, you can find a big tree or a bridge to spend the night.

Blue sky and bonfires.

Huixian and Xiaoshitou gnawed on the steamed buns and ate them, carefully tapping some salt residue and sprinkled a little.

On the other side, Bai Yujun and the snake demon boy roasted pheasant, the oil and flowers were fragrant, sprinkled with salt, and swallowed them without leaving any bones.

under the sunset.

Small stones lie on the edge of the cliff and throw stones to play.

Taking shortcuts, the mountain roads are rugged, and the sheep intestines trail is accompanied by the setting sun.

It will inevitably rain on the way.

The white exquisite paper umbrella is opened and suspended, blocking the rain for Bai Yujun and following it automatically.

The three Huixians held huge lotus leaves and stepped on the lawn with open-toed straw sandals. They rolled up their trousers and waded across the mountain stream.

A few days passed by.

...

Peaceful crossing.

Bai Yujun took a blade of grass and looked at Jinling City.

The ancient and prosperous ancient city has a unique historical charm, and even its momentum is full of cultural flavor. You can enter the city after crossing the ferry. It is approaching the festival.

The ferryman shouted loudly and was a little busy.

Bai Yujun raised his bamboo hat to look at the strange peaks on the other side of the ferry.

"What mountain is that?"

"It's good, that's Jinshan, which means the splendid screen of the ancient city, the ruins of the old site, a good place for outings, and there are often inscriptions by scholars and writers."

"You know so much."

A certain Bai was surprised that Hui Xian knew the inside and outside of the city like the back of the hand.

The old monk smiled lightly.

"For hundreds of years, I have been there."

Although Neng Dengping crossed the river, he had no interest in casting spells. The ferry was crowded, and after some thought, he decided to go to Jinshan first, and then board the boat to cross the river when there were fewer people. Anyway, there is no need to worry.

Walking along the river to the bottom of the mountain, the mountain is not very high, and the side of the cliff is adjacent to the water.

On the other side, the hillside is slightly gentle, the ancient pines and rocks are beautiful, the green trees cover the bricks and tiles, and the Jinshan is booming during the prosperous and peaceful years, gradually restoring its former style.

There are small stalls on both sides of the wide stone steps road, with snacks and cakes.

Take a leisurely hike up the mountain.

"There are a lot of people in front of you, so let's go and see."

The wonderful combination passed through the crowd and got into the innermost. It turned out that all the surrounding Danqing painters gathered here to test who had the highest level. The atmosphere was lively, and most of them actually watched the fun, but there were few painters. .

It is said that in order to compete for the opportunity to paint on the wall of the main hall, there are other prizes.

Bai Yujun shook her head after reading it.

Completely inconspicuous, for Bai Yujun, who can paint as a god, the painting skills of all of you present are too ordinary, invisible and unintentional~www.wuxiamtl.com~ It's a pity that I didn't meet my opponent.

Hui Xian saw Bai Yujun shaking his head.

"Patriarch Bai, can you also be danqing?"

"Slightly understand, I learned it back then."

After thinking about it, when no one was paying attention, he transformed himself into a simple and elegant white dress from the rough cloth ranger outfit, threw away the hat, put away the straight knife, and simply combed his long hair, tied the white cloth strips, and went to sign up for the competition.

There's a big prize.

Get drawing paper and ink and prepare to paint.

It is definitely difficult to sign up in the Jianghu Ranger outfit. The image of the industry is very important. It is easy to believe that you can paint by changing the appearance of the ladies.

Randomly drew a map of the country.

Even if he painted casually and with only a little real skill, it still caused a sensation.

Unexpectedly, I got the opportunity to paint on the wall. Some painters have been preparing for half a year to become famous today, but they found that they were not as good as the daughter of the deep house compound.

A white is purely for fun and showing off.

An old man came to meet.

"The girl is really a reincarnation of a painting fairy, and the old man admires it. Please take the time to paint on the wall of the palace. The Jinling City Chamber of Commerce bids 10 taels of gold. If the painting is good, it is the girl's."

Make money!

In an instant, a certain white's eyes flashed golden light, a full ten taels of gold!

"If you are free, you can do it now. What do you need to paint on the wall?"

"Hahaha, girl, don't worry, Jinshan built a temple to protect the peace of the ancient city. Most of the murals have been completed, but drawing dragons is the most difficult. Can you draw dragons, girl?"

"Of course, I'm the only one who can draw dragons."

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