New White Snake Asking Immortals

The light blue moonlight fills the courtyard, and the small windows are like a dream.

Half of the real and half of the mirror image of the past, there is no splendor and no fairy-tale atmosphere, some are just ordinary night scenes of ordinary small courtyards, the orange candlelight in the room comes out through the windows, and the shallow warm light illuminates the delicate and pretty figures of the slender figures in the courtyard. Face.

Actually, it's good to be quiet for a while.

Take out a small green bamboo bench, sit down obediently, stare at the window, and make up for the missing regret.

I didn't want to open the door, I was a little scared in my heart, afraid that everything would be empty after I pushed it open.

Staring at the shadow of the window, I remembered that I was struggling for food in the Shiwanda Mountain, hiding in the crevices of the rock, and trying my best to escape again and again.

It is rare to be able to let go of fatigue and earnestly feel the ordinary, feel the temperature of the warm candlelight, and feel the beauty.

Perhaps for many practitioners, they are considered demons. They can only say that their body determines everything. The rare beasts and beasts belong to the earliest group of creatures. Ignored.

It's rare for a reason.

What's more, the so-called inner demon is just a desire in the bottom of the heart. If you understand it, it doesn't matter.

A quiet small courtyard, with a light blue sky on the roof, the stars are spinning.

The lights and shadows on the window have also rested. In the late night, the gentle figure will occasionally get up to coax the crying baby. The cool night wind blows down the pear petals and sprinkles them all over the roof and courtyard...

Time can't hold back, and the eastern horizon is gradually turning white.

The sea of ​​flowers and the ancient trees gather and fade away the fluorescence.

The bluestone lamps were extinguished intermittently, and the candles were extinguished in the windows.

"Ugh…"

Bai Yujun, who had been sitting all night, was helpless again.

The unstoppable passage of time, the unstoppable night and the unstoppable morning sun, along with the dawn, seems to have lost a lot of things, half of the past mirror has disappeared without a sound, only the present can be seen, a few pots of spirit plants are neglected to fight. It can grow freely, but it is difficult to occupy more if it is limited to pottery pots.

Put away the small bamboo stool, walked to the door, raised his hand to hold a golden dragon's mouth lock.

An inexplicable intuition that seems like it should be.

click~

The dragon's mouth opened the lock and opened, and merged into the door.

Push it lightly and make a creak.

The door of the house that had been closed for thousands of years was reopened again. There were no spider webs and no dust. It seemed that he was still living last night.

Raise your feet, step over the threshold and walk into the familiar and unfamiliar hut.

ding ding dong~

The dragon horn accidentally touches the gadgets hanging on the roof, the pendants made of gold, silver and bamboo knots, and the wind blows and shakes to make a nice sound.

Bai Yujun just paused and walked forward, seeing a lot of things randomly placed on the ground in the room.

All kinds of sundries are a little messy, but it looks very natural.

The house is very small. Raise your hand and open the curtains and walk into the bedroom. The bedroom is also a study, with a bed, dresser, and bookshelf.

In the middle of the house is a beautifully made small bed. The small bed is magical. It is engraved with the rivers, lakes, seas, mountains and rivers. The air of the earth and the sea vapor gather in it. The sound of the waves, accompanied by a few slaps, big white clouds and dark clouds, and occasionally the roar of thunder and lightning can be heard. The wind whimpered.

Ordinary creatures can't stand this kind of power, but dragons can, Long Teng roams the deep sea in nine days, combs the earth's veins and adjusts the rivers, and calls the wind and rain to the common people.

Yu hand stroked the quilt on the small bed, feeling comfortable and comfortable from the bottom of her heart.

In a trance, he seemed to be lying in the dragon's nest cot, and saw that gentle figure leaning over to look at him, his eyes loving and humming softly...

Stayed in front of the cot for a long time.

"Ugh…"

He looked away reluctantly and glanced at the bookshelf full of books.

The bookshelf occupies half of the wall in the bedroom, and there are wooden tables and chairs in front of the window, all of which are simple in shape and not in fashion. The tables and chairs can see signs of wear and tear caused by frequent use, and the beautiful eyes are dazed, and I can see the figure sitting in front of the window reading...

Since I came to the valley, I have often been in a daze.

Shaking his head, he glanced at the ancient books on the bookshelf.

It's not just for nostalgia to guide me here, but my intuition tells Bai Yujun that there must be something important here. I thought it was the resources of the comeback sealed by Longting, or some top materials.

But I didn't find the basement or secret realm, and some were just ordinary small courtyards.

until I saw these ancient books.

"Cultivators in the world, no matter if they are gods, monsters, or ghosts, all pursue their lifelong pursuit of resource cultivation techniques, but they forget that there are other equally valuable things. After all, they are worse."

Ancient books are not paper, they come in all kinds of materials.

Animal skins, bamboo slips, jade talismans, animal bones, etc.

"Unfortunately, these ancient books came a little late. It would have been better if it had been earlier. Maybe this is fate..."

The little hand tapped on the bookshelf and selected one of the oldest-looking animal bones engraved with dragon language characters.

"It turned out to be a keel..."

As soon as he touched the animal bone, he knew it was a keel, and the charm was just restrained, which Bai Yujun could tell clearly.

"It's a ruthless dragon, with bones as a book, it's ruthless."

Open the window.

Sitting at the desk with the keel, take a deep breath while looking at the peaceful scenery outside the window.

The eyes are slightly closed, and when they are opened again, they are vertical pupils. In an instant, the dragon language characters engraved on the keel seem to be alive in the eyes. The original clutter has become a layer upon layer of massive records. Each character seems to describe many, many dragon words. Naturally, only the Dragon Clan can understand the text.

Outside the house, the pear blossoms were still like snow, and a piece of white petals floated into the house and landed on the table, bringing in the fragrance of pear blossoms.

Bai Yujun, who put aside her indifference and hatred for a while, read quietly.

Sitting on the chair can not reach the ground, two legs dangling freely.

The long white-scaled dragon's tail is coiled on the ground, and occasionally the tip of the tail will sway slightly.

Midsummer wind, blue sky and white clouds.

Looking at the window from the outside, Bai Yujun sat upright and read, her eyebrows slightly wrinkled and stretched occasionally, the big trees outside the courtyard shone half of the window, and the pendants hanging in the room rattled.

The content recorded by the keel is inconceivable, and it records the groundbreaking knowledge learned from various channels.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the keel is used to engrave, and ordinary things may not be able to bear it.

There are many differences from all the legends that I know so far, and it feels more real. This dragon ancestor expressed his desire to witness the creation of the world with his own eyes. Bai Yujun agreed with it, and he also liked to see it.

Know how to break new ground, even if not completely.

It's very strange, it's indescribable, and the realm of cultivation has improved unconsciously.

"Hey~ It's kind of interesting."

Shocked that reading books can actually bring progress, it is amazing, and it also proves that at least a considerable part of the ancient texts are true. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

These records are huge and incredible.

The dragon language is only suitable for the dragons to master and use. The reason is very simple. Both the text and the content need a strong enough brain to support reading and understanding. The content of the opening of the world makes Bai Yujun's huge dragon brain run at a high speed...

It is a rare opportunity that Bai Yujun cherishes very much.

The inheritance of the mythical beasts and dragons, there is no meaningless pretence of high-profile and high-mindedness.

Some of them are what they have seen and heard since the birth of the Dragon Clan, and describe in detail the myths and legends in the eyes of others. answer.

Open the sky, open up the earth, the ancient gods.

For thousands of years, Bai Yujun has obtained such a huge dragon inheritance for the first time.

It is more precious than magical weapons or elixir, which makes up for the shortcomings.

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