New White Snake Asking Immortals

Bai Yujun accidentally discovered something.

Master Yu Rong seems to have a dark wound that hasn't healed yet. Not to mention his sense of smell is at the top level in the world. He can definitely identify the smell of healing medicine, and he can't be wrong.

On the surface, pretending to have found nothing, eating and drinking.

After dinner is over.

Xu Ling went back to the house early to sleep, and her life experience was to eat, sleep, sleep, and cultivate.

Yang Mu maintained the habit of ascetic cultivation, and occasionally looked up at the full moon to express his thoughts...

Bai Yujun hung the monkey on the tree to sleep, stood on tiptoe outside the door of Master's courtyard, stretched out her head and head to look in, her pointed ears dangling to listen to the movement, Yu Rong couldn't help laughing and crying when she saw it.

"Yujun, Master just made a good pot of tea, come in quickly, don't look outside the door."

"Hey, the moon is really full tonight haha~"

Cross the threshold into the courtyard and sit across from Master.

Staring straight at the past...

In an instant, the mirror images of Master's past in recent years passed quickly, changing like a slideshow. Bai Yujun, who was sitting, seemed to be in a scene. The characters in the scenery were clear or blurred. He often practiced in Daomen Xianshan Mountain.

Yu Rong, who was sitting opposite, had a strange feeling, guessing that the little apprentice displayed some kind of mysterious talent.

The mirror backtracking is very fast, the time is not far, and it really happened!

Looking at the environment, it should be going out and going down the mountain, there are vague figures besieging, and the hands-on figure gives Bai Yujun a faint sense of familiarity, as if he wants to capture the prisoners alive.

There is no doubt that the master was implicated by himself...

Fortunately, there were two other masters who were slightly familiar with the rescue, but suffered internal injuries.

"Master, you are injured, is the other party a monster with weak dragon energy?"

"..."

Yu Rong showed melancholy, not wanting the little apprentice to know too much.

There is no point in covering it up any more, and I am relieved that the little apprentice has grown up and is sensible, and his skills are far superior to the master. There is a touch of loss but more pride.

Nod.

"Yes, I was ambushed when I went down the mountain for my teacher. Fortunately, the senior brother and the second senior brother were on the side to repel the ambush. Those two monsters are likely to be masters of the Dragon Palace."

Bai Yujun understood that it was the former head Yuxu Li Xiangyan and Jin Xu Gu Cangyu.

Although he is reluctant, he is very grateful to Li Xiangyan. The grievance is not as safe as Master's safety, and the primary and secondary can be clearly distinguished.

"How is Master's injury? My disciple has accumulated a lot of high-level healing medicines over the years, all from Tusita Gongshun. You can take whichever one you want."

Hualala took out a bunch of flashing treasure light elixir...

The small stone table could not fit, and it was piled up in piles.

"You kid..."

Yu Rong didn't know whether to laugh or cry again, and was very happy.

"A few minor injuries won't get in the way. Rest and cultivation will quickly heal. Put away the elixir quickly. The world is dangerous and must not be exposed in front of others."

The elixir refined by the Grand Master of the Tusita Palace, no matter the gods, demons and ghosts, no one wants to eat a few pills.

From the perspective of Baoguang, the grade is not low, I am afraid that a true immortal will also be greedy. For many years, a certain Bai has often gone to the Tusita Palace to fan the flames and beat the horses. Laojun occasionally rewards a few pills. The two boys are more generous. The cow didn't let it go either, but the high-grade grass was flickering from the cow's mouth...

The injury is intact, but I want to know who made the sneak attack!

"Master, can you see the features of those two turtle grandsons?"

"One female scorpion dragon, and the other concealed her appearance, probably in the late stage of Xuanxian or the early stage of Tianxian."

Bai Yujun instantly remembered that when he left the dark void, the power of the Shenlong Temple had the breath of a scorpion dragon. Bai Moulong was very angry, and the consequences were serious. It seemed that they would not stop until they were hurt. Massacre and consolidate the reputation of the beast, now is the time to pick up the custom.

"Master, don't worry, I will settle this account as soon as possible!"

It is Bai Yujun's animal nature, peace and tranquility, that it is the nature of Bai Yujun to seek revenge.

After leaving the hut, laying down the bedding, laying on the bed without taking off my clothes, taking out a small notebook, carefully keeping accounts, looking at the many crossed out names, I felt very comfortable, and I would change the notebook when they were all killed.

Adjust the pillow until your neck is comfortable and snug.

Erlang lifted his legs and shook it lightly.

Listening to the crickets chirping outside the window, the moonlight slants all over the floor, and the full moon is reflected in the bronze mirror of the dressing table in front of the window.

Bai Yujun occasionally likes to think at night.

In the dead of night, you can hear voices far away.

For example, the sound of rumbling waterfalls in distant mountains, blurred daytime, still outside the window in the middle of the night, ethereal, thorough, clearer thoughts, life is just like this, only when it is quiet and desolate can you think seriously, think about the present, plan the future, and will not be interrupted by noise ideas.

Qianqian swiped the pen with her fine fingers.

"Dragon Palace..."

It is called the temple dedicated to the dragon, but it is the enemy of the dragon.

Yes, it can't do anything to itself, but it can waste its time.

Doing bad things in front of you, looking upset.

Every time I want to completely uproot this **** Dragon Palace, I have to consider the dragon traitor behind it, arrogant. It will be hidden to the extreme. This kind of guy has been hidden for tens of thousands of years. , go straight to the point!

"Perhaps... I can prune the branches first and break their arms so that they have no pawns to use."

Wet the nib by licking it, write down the strategy in small print, and arrange the itinerary later.

"Well, you can also win over the half-dragon clan. It's better to have help than to go it alone. The credibility of the half-dragon clan is debatable, but it really doesn't work. You can always find a few reliable ones if you recruit a group of people to guard against them."

I met with the top officials of the half-dragon family before, and the two sides were on guard against each other.

After all, the dragons have fallen from the altar for thousands of years, and it would be considered righteousness for people to hang the portrait of the dragon.

As for the Heavenly Army under the command of God Erlang, it is basically impossible to count on it.

Either stand guard against the demons, or be overwhelmed by the Eight Immortal Domains.

Half-dragons became a priority.

Adjust the pillow again.

"When you leave the door, go back to your hometown first."

Remember that something will be useful, and you'll know it at a glance.

Writing and drawing, the pale blue slanted moonlight slowly moved, and the monkey brother on the old tree in the courtyard turned over and scratched his waist. Monkeys like to sleep on trees.

Put away the pen and notebook, stretch, and slowly hug your knees and curl up.

"So sleepy..."

The bed curtains are automatically lowered, and the room is quiet...

Time flies.

I don’t know how old the mountains are, and when I push the window again, the snow is already falling.

Baixue, Cangya, and ancient pines are very similar to the majestic Shenhua Mountain in the past. I still remember cooking snow and making tea. After living here for so many days, it is time to go down the mountain.

After tidying up, bid farewell to the three masters, brothers and sisters, and led the monkey out of the Taoist gate.

down the mountain.

The wind blows the yellow dust road, and the pommel horse smiles all his life.

Fork in the road, wind and rain bridge.

Bai Yujun stood by the river and watched people coming and going to the Wind and Rain Covered Bridge~www.wuxiamtl.com~ took a sip of turbid wine from the wine jar, and wiped her mouth with her sleeve.

"Brother Monkey, I have something to do. Let's say goodbye in front of the bridge. I'll go to you when I'm done."

"Squeak, I can help you."

The monkey squatted on the roadside stone and took out the dry tobacco stick, crushed the tobacco leaves with his fingers and compacted it, and set it on fire and took a sip.

The smoke blurred the monkey's ugly face with sharp mouth and fangs.

"I will ask Brother Monkey for help in the future, it may be very hard."

"Squeak, no problem, take care."

"Well, take care."

Bai Yujun smiled and turned to the other direction.

After walking a long way, looking back, I can still see a gray hunchback figure in front of the Wind and Rain Bridge...

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