New White Snake Asking Immortals

Dragon Palace, on the edge of the cliff.

The fat cat squatted on the railing to lick the wound, rolling its barbed tongue could weaken the remaining sword energy.

Lazily staring at the end of the sea of ​​clouds from time to time, there is an old locust tree in the reflection of Tong Kong, an old well covered with moss, and Chengsu in green clothes.

Thick fog filled the direction of the grocery store pavilion, the little hedgehog led the way with small steps, and a heartbroken female ghost floated behind him, walking into the dense fog to send the female ghost down the mountain.

In the pavilion, Bai Yujun looked at the gold nugget in his hand and shook his head.

Shake it vigorously, and the gold nugget will be reduced to some kind of energy and dissipated. In the hands of the ghost, it is money, but in the hands of a certain white, it can only be restored to some kind of energy similar to thought power. This is all the assets of the female ghost, and it is used to trade her. For the goods he wants, Mr. Bai Yu is not interested in the things of the underworld, and he can't trade them as goods to other customers, so he can only treat them as business losses.

The figure disappeared in a flash, and appeared next to the fat cat licking its fur with its hands behind its back.

The railing is a little high.

"..."

The tall railing just covered the forehead.

I curled my lips, I knew that I made the bluestone railings shorter, and while complaining in my heart, I floated up and sat on the railing pillars. The mountain breeze is very cool, and Mr. Bai Yu likes to stay on the mountain and watch the mountains, forests, and valleys. sleep in.

"Hey, the number of eyes peeping at the barren rocky beach has increased again. It's not a good thing for practitioners to be too smart."

Hearing this, the fat cat raised one of its front paws and made a furry three.

"Three more?"

Mr. Bai Yu didn't expect Fat Cat to know what's going on before he went down the mountain.

The furry paw continued to make a few gestures.

A certain Bai understood what Fat Mao meant, but he didn't take it seriously. He had the right to experience Fat Hu and Cheng Su, sitting on the railing and yawning while arranging tasks.

"Two human beings, one demon, everyone around should have the final say, it's very lively."

"..."

Fat Tiger doesn't talk, the owner has the final say on whether it's hot or not, as an excellent employee, he only needs to listen to the owner.

After washing his face, he was relaxed, and found a comfortable angle to lie down, put his front paws up and squinted to see the scenery. Fat cats don’t understand the scenery, but as long as they learn from the owner, it’s right to squint and stare blankly. Focus, be at a loss, the style of wandering in the sky, and then carefully feel the comfort of the wind blowing through the tiger's whiskers and blowing through the nose.

Suddenly, Fat Cat felt like he was going to fall asleep.

A certain white glanced at the drowsy Jin Gradient, the biggest difference from the cat is the ears, the fat tiger has a pair of obvious round ears.

"If there are people or demons making troubles, they will be caught and do coolies for three hundred years."

He paused and continued.

"Choose a secret realm where the spiritual energy is thin and imprison it. If you can't survive the sentence, just treat it as a nourishment for the secret realm."

After the arrangements were made, he stepped on the clouds and floated away.

Fat Tiger watched the boss go away, recalling in his mind the ubiquitous secret realms on the mountain peaks, among which there are several secret realms with thin and desolate aura, let alone cultivation, it would be great if he could stop the decline of his cultivation base, and be imprisoned inside For three hundred years, the Mahayana period also had to rely on farming and hunting to satisfy their hunger.

Fat Tiger was a little melancholy for a while, looking at his tiger claws worrying, wondering how hard he would not kill the troublemaker.

In the distance, under the locust tree at the entrance of the village.

"This old man sees that my little friend's attire is a bit unfamiliar, so I dare to ask where the sect is expensive."

The question is very abrupt, and more or less a bit of a pedantry. After all, it is a secret to be born in the practice world, but it can be called polite in this practice world where the weak are preying on the strong and cheating each other. If it is another monk, he will definitely rely on his cultivation to bully and bully him. Take it easy and ask again.

Cheng Su bowed his hands politely after a little thought.

"Pindao temporarily lives in the Dragon Palace to practice, and rarely walks outside. The old man will inevitably feel unfamiliar."

It was purely polite, how could the two of them meet at different levels of cultivation.

After speaking, he picked up a few small stones and threw them in front of him to observe carefully.

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, and quickly recalled the surrounding forces in his head for a short time, but he did not think of such a place as Dragon Palace.

It feels normal again.

In the chaotic world, suddenly fewer sects and more demon caves are commonplace, only the old forces will survive forever.

Its clear and natural aura is very rare, or it is born with a different species and has a blood talent, or it has practiced some kind of rare skills. Obviously, female cultivators are not the first type. I did not expect to find out about the strangeness of the barren rocky beach by accident. This trip is worthwhile. Feeling that my destiny is indeed my destiny!

The old man noticed that the female cultivator was staring at the stones on the ground in a daze, thinking that she was too reserved.

In fact, Chengsu was observing the hexagrams, trying to recall the divination skills taught by the mysterious master of the Dragon Palace, and using various utensils to predict good and bad fortune.

Staring at the casually thrown hexagrams, frowning and thinking, the hexagrams show that there is good luck in the ominous, as for the other details, I can't remember for a while, because I am busy practicing and improving my cultivation in Dragon Palace every day, so I am not familiar with all kinds of strange arts. Proficient, if you know today, you should seriously study the technique of divination, observe the divination, in short, today is dangerous, and the follow-up should be able to resolve the disaster.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of insects beating their membrane wings, looked up, and saw a bee stuck to the cobweb on the treetop, and the bee fluttered its wings and buzzed.

The spider web swayed violently, and the spider that noticed the prey in the web crawled out from the hiding place and approached the prey skillfully.

This situation is very similar to Chengsu's experience...

Just when the bees were facing a life-and-death crisis, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, shaking the branches of the old locust tree, and the spider web was constantly pulled and deformed. The spider quickly retreated to the hiding place, and the bee finally tore off the spider web with the help of the wind and struggled fiercely. A little spider silk flew away, leaving behind a spider web with a big hole in it, and the little bee escaped from disaster.

Cheng Su seems to be blessed to the soul, sweeping away the previous fear, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com thinks quietly, trying to find a suitable coping method from his rich survival experience.

The wind blew the locust tree leaves rustling, the little fox curled up behind Chengsu with only half of his head exposed.

The old man took a sip of the cool well water from the gourd.

"It is fate to enjoy the coolness under the shade of a tree with my little friend. It is fate to meet each other. Everyone in the same practice has their own fate. I am old and cheeky. I sincerely invite my little friend to discuss the way of practice with the old man under the tree. Alas, everyone in the world The Dharma of family practice is as broad and profound as stars, but it is difficult to strengthen our human race with a broom, and I am willing to exchange and exchange with my little friend with my life-saving skills, so that I can complement each other and strengthen my human race, what do you think?"

Outside the shade of the trees, the sun was scorching hot, and the old man suddenly proposed to exchange methods.

"..."

Cheng Su's face was calm, but he secretly scolded her for being shameless.

Who knows if the kung fu technique you presented is the real skill in the bottom of the box, it seems to be a discussion, but there is a hidden threat in the aura.

Of course, it is also possible that he is afraid of the famous tiger demon, after all, the tiger demon often haunts the deserted rocky beach.

The old man is indeed wary of the legendary tiger monster. Those who can live for hundreds of thousands of years are human spirits. One step counts as three steps. To set out the exercises, it only needs a little content and then draw inferences to calculate the strength of the tiger demon. Although the scheming monks are the most lacking in the world, they are sometimes very patient.

Cheng Su didn't know if he was a bait, if the old man was a big fish, why the tiger demon still refused to appear...

Calmly, he pushed aside the stones with his feet.

"I'm poor and have little talent and learning. Since the old gentleman invites me, I'm going to make a fool of myself."

Chengsu felt that the old guy didn't dare to take action easily, so he decided to make a few perfunctory words first, and then take his leave and go back to Dragon Palace.

Chatting on the mouth, but the hand hidden in the sleeve is holding a please talisman...