New White Snake Asking Immortals

It is the Qingming season again.

Nanyuan Lake is misty and rainy. In this misty rain, all I can feel is the melancholy in my heart. Ink painting, Danqing, lakes and mountains are pleasant. The humid air always makes people feel a little sad. Ei, I'm coming to the tomb...

There is no winter in Nanyuan Lake. Last year, the strange rainstorm on the lake lasted for half a month, and the drizzle continued until Qingming.

Clothes and quilts are damp, and food cannot be stored for a long time.

The only advantage is that the two armies have a tacit understanding to stay in their respective small island camps and bake fires. Every day, in addition to eating chili and drinking to get rid of moisture, they look out the window and look forward to the sunrise.

The official side was not affected by the chaos in Chang'an in the slightest. It was like an independent kingdom.

The noble families of the several states in the southeast really do not count on the help of the imperial court at all. I hope they don't come to cause chaos. The rebels are blocked in Nanyuan Lake and cannot advance an inch.

A awning ship wobbled away from the dock.

Mo Yuan was paddling with a bamboo hat on his head and a mink robe, and the boat slowly and leisurely walked towards the rain screen.

Mo Qin sat in the cabin and took sips of wine. She had to be careful not to drink too much so that the wine left in the gourd would not be enough to drink when she returned. There was a lot of meat in the cabin.

The awning boat gradually disappeared from the sight of the sailors on the dock, hidden in the mist and rain.

The two brothers and sisters Moqin and Moyuan didn't understand why Bai Yujun asked them to send meat to a small island every two weeks for the iron **** to eat. What about Bai Yujun? Why threw the iron ball there and ran away without a shadow?

I just think everything is very strange. It has been several months since the meat was delivered to the island. Only then did the ghost know why the pangolin, who should eat ants, likes to eat meat so much.

The oars plunged into the water, causing ripples.

The ripples swayed the little thoughts in my heart, and the drizzle followed, as if copying someone's obsession...

Suddenly, a sword light flashed across the mist above their heads, and the two thought it was the Jindan master of the Chunyang Palace passing by, so they continued to row the boat without paying any attention.

After a stick of incense, I saw a steep island in the distance.

"Brother, it's almost here."

"Well, sit tight."

The black island is getting closer and closer in the mist, the scenery is beautiful and quiet, like a natural ink painting.

The Wu Peng boat cut through the calm water and approached the reef on the shore. Mo Qin flexibly jumped on it and pulled the hemp rope to let the boat dock, and skillfully tied it firmly to a slender stone.

The two of them carried the meat pieces ashore.

"It's strange. In the past, iron **** would come to the shore and wait at this time. Why didn't they come today."

"It may be sleeping in, it has been sleeping for a few months."

Carrying a piece of meat to the island along the path on the rock wall, this path was dug by the pangolin when he was bored. Compared with the trivial task of digging a hole and building a road, it is not too easy for it.

Landing on the island, there is a platform excavated by iron **** around a few bends. When the weather is good, you can see Nanyuan City on it.

It's just that there hasn't been a sunny day since the iron ball appeared here, so I can only think about the idea of ​​climbing up and looking into the distance. Even the locals don't understand why the rain is so long.

"Huh? Who is that?"

There were three people standing on the ground. One of them knew two brothers and sisters. It was the young Taoist priest named Yang Mu who had a good relationship with Bai Yujun. Besides Yang Mu, there was also a graceful-looking woman and a beautiful girl. All three were dressed in pure Yang Mu. Clothing, the woman seemed to have a high status, and the iron ball squatted beside Yang Mu and did not dare to move.

Yang Mu beckoned, and Xu Ling looked at the brothers and sisters who were shouldering against the two fat pigs with amusement.

"This is my master and junior sister Xu Ling, Da Bai lives with us on the mountain," Yang Mu said.

Then the two siblings put down the pork and introduced themselves and bowed to Yu Rong.

"I met the Taoist priest under Moqin's Mo Yuan."

Yu Rong smiled and nodded.

"You two have worked hard, wait a moment, Yujun will be out soon."

"It's not hard work."

Mo Qin and Mo Yuan stood aside and looked carefully at Yu Rong. She always felt that this Taoist priest was completely different from other monks, so she stretched out her hand and pulled Yang Mu to him.

Yang Mu's face was about to ascend to the sky with pride.

"My master is one of the five sons of Chunyang, how is it? Do you have the feeling of seeing a legendary master?"

"what……"

The two brothers and sisters Mo Qin and Mo Yuan were petrified. When they traveled in the rivers and lakes, they knew that there were five most powerful people in the world in the Huashan Chunyang Immortal Palace, known as the Five Sons of Chunyang. The most famous of them was the only woman. After the two of them became low-level qi-refining cultivators, they often heard news about the Five Sons of Chunyang. Legend has it that the head can soar at any time during the day, which makes people envious.

Seeing the two brothers and sisters stunned made Yang Mu very happy. In Dabai's words, it made people feel happy.

Suddenly, the air of the whole world became extraordinarily fresh...

The wind picked up, and the wind blew the lake water to form waves crashing on the reefs of the small island.

Yu Rong smiled, and after some perseverance and encouragement, she finally made that lazy snake practice what it should be. I never thought that it had a great opportunity and great fortune, and it was able to cultivate such magical powers. Living and wandering on the edge of death, suffering is more terrifying than human beings.

Yu Rong waved her hand to keep out the wind and rain.

Mo Qin chatted with Yang Mu while sheltering from the rain.

"Brother Yang, what is your cultivation level now? Every time we meet, you feel that you have changed a lot~www.wuxiamtl.com~ me? It's only in the early stage of Jindan, and it's far worse than our Senior Brother Chunyang."

Mo Qin was speechless, the Jindan stage cultivation level is still only a mere mere amount, then the two of us relied on a large number of monsters and monsters to advance to the initial stage of qi refining, what is it? How far.

"By the way, why do you say Yujun will come out soon?"

"You don't know? That's right, it's hard for Dabai's head to think thoroughly. She has been in retreat on this island for a few months, that is, from last year's heavy rain until now, and she hasn't eaten for a few months, tsk tsk."

I would like to ask again, who would have known that the vicinity was suddenly filled with rich water vapor, the strong wind was circling overhead, and the drizzle was incessant.

Inside the cave.

The huge white snake is slowly growing. The strange thing is that the oval head of the snake is making subtle changes. In short, it is less and less like a snake...

After a long time, he opened his eyes.

Originally, snakes don't need to blink, and they don't need to blink for a lifetime, but Bai Yujun didn't know where the evolutionary deviation caused an abnormality, and his eyes were still vertical.

I feel that the cave space is getting smaller, but in fact, I feel that the cave is smaller because I am getting bigger.

He plunged his head into the small pool in the middle of the cave, and swam down the underground cave to Nanyuan Lake. After twisting and turning, Bai Yujun, who had just finished a long retreat, decided to have a good time.

He swung the tail of the snake vigorously and rushed towards the water.

Standing on the island, everyone suddenly heard a loud bang, and a giant snake emerged from the water in front of it!

Xu Ling's surprised mouth couldn't close.

"Master, is Dabai still a snake..."

Yu Rong didn't know how to answer this question. There was no record in the classics.

"may be."