New White Snake Asking Immortals

? Chunyang Palace has another great power to rise through calamity.

The purpose of calling the disciples back to the mountain is to let all the people in the Chunyang Palace witness the ascension and transcend the calamity with their own eyes, and strengthen their belief in cultivation.

Gu Cangyu, the head of Jinxu Peak, is about to cross the robbery. That strong man is not very well-known in the cultivation world. He once taught a certain Jiao to forge iron and use heavy weapons. He is one of the five sons of Chunyang.

Bai Yujun and Xu Ling and Yang Mu's iron **** mingled together among many of their classmates, watching from afar.

The five sons of Chunyang ascended to the Immortal Realm one by one. The young people of that year began to provoke the main beams. Yang Mu, Chu Zhe, Gan Wu, and Lingxu Jinxu brothers and sisters also have to take on important responsibilities. It feels like Shenhua Mountain is like a large college. , The graduation rate is extremely low, those who graduate can live forever, and the rest can only be lost in time.

First, Gu Cangyu encouraged the disciples of the sect, and then arranged various matters for the Jinxu lineage. Then, the leader of Lingxu Peak, Jiang Li, Zixu Peak, Qi Yun, and Master Yu Rong stepped forward to say goodbye. After some sighs, they all flew away from the mountain. At the top, Gu Cangyu began to prepare for the calamity.

The thunderclouds gathered together, and the momentum was so overwhelming that all the Chunyang disciples looked terrified!

"Hahaha~! Happy!"

On the top of the mountain, Gu Cangyu laughed and dispelled the fears in the hearts of the disciples.

If you are afraid of the catastrophe, why should you cultivate this immortal? If you're on this path, why be afraid? Many disciples are more firm in their beliefs!

Among so many people, the unmoving ones are all outstanding disciples, and there is only one who stands out and has no fear.

Qingxu Yurong looked at Bai Yujun with a smile on her face. Facing the vast thunderclouds, only this monster disciple remained unmoved. Although the monster cultivator suffered many disasters, the benefits were obvious.

Boom~!

There is thunder and lightning in Cangming, and the sky is splendid!

Bai Yujun's eyes flickered like thunder and lightning. After seeing the thunder tribulation of Ascension Tribulation, he suddenly felt a sense of it. He wanted to use the thunder calamity to improve his level of lightning control, just as he felt the mood in the ruins in the depths of the 100,000 mountain.

Looking for a place, the ancient pine flew up and meditated on the thick branch.

Take a deep breath, calm your mind and clear your mind like water.

There were seven big slap clouds around Bai Yujun who was meditating. It looked like he was surrounded by a few large marshmallows.

Suddenly, a small electric light appeared under the small cloud, as if it was thunder and rain, and the crackling was very interesting.

The miraculous vision has attracted the attention of many people. Such a strange and mysterious way of practicing is unheard of. Many learned pure-yang disciples have never read a book that recorded such a vision. The word rare cannot be used to describe it, because rare means still. It is unheard of to see such a vision!

Therefore, many disciples simply did not go to Du Jie to study Xiao Yun Duo.

The little electric snakes under the clouds are evolving, becoming more and more realistic and more expressive. They have been simulating real lightning, but now they are more like real lightning than before, with a little momentum.

Shenhua Mountain is bursting with thunder!

Many great powers in the world are envious and shocked, and a little sense knows that it is a great power from Shenhua Mountain who has transcended the calamity. According to the records over the years, the probability of pure Yang Palace soaring is extremely high, that is to become an immortal...

On the top of the mountain, that unrestrained and strong man laughed and endured the thunder, and the Jin Xu lineage was famous for his solid body.

While forging metal, it is also forging itself, treating oneself as a piece of metal to beat and refine, following the path of external power, much like most monsters.

A certain Jiao has experienced three days of thunder tribulations and is used to it.

Time goes by slowly...

The human race is worthy of being the darling of heaven and earth. After several times of thunder and lightning, auspicious clouds descended from the sky, revealing a splendid golden color. The petals of the fairy music fell, and the golden light shrouded Gu Cangyu.

"Hahaha~ fellow Daoists, I'm going too~!"

The golden light dissipated, and the heavy weapon that Gu Cangyu used to escape the calamity flew off the top of the mountain. The Ascension Immortal Realm might not need such a mundane weapon and simply stay in Shenhua Mountain.

Bai Yujun opened her eyes and looked at Xiaoyun Duo, and then she glanced at the heavy weapon that Yu Rong had put away.

At present, no one in Jinxu can control this spirit soldier, so he has to temporarily store it in the most reassuring Qingxu Peak for safekeeping. A certain Jiao feels that Huashan estimates that he is most suitable for using that unbelievably heavy weapon.

Forget it, you have to be conscious of being a monster.

"Unfortunately, the time is too short to understand much, I really envy..."

Chunyang's five sons ascended to two, and the remaining three did not know when to leave. Bai Yujun felt that the master was waiting for Yang Mu to grow strong enough to ascend with confidence. People don't know, even Momen, Xie Xiu and monsters know his name, so that Qi Yun has many smiling faces.

Master Yu Rong realized something and went back to retreat, and many people with high cultivation bases quickly flew back to their respective caves to meditate and practice.

A certain Jiao felt that even if he didn't realize anything, he had to go back and pretend, so as to avoid being seen that his brain was not good, so he didn't understand anything.

Pack up and return to Qingxu Palace.

I went to the main hall to change candles and put melons and fruits. When I entered the door, water dripped from the eaves and fell on the incense shoulders. When I looked up, I saw that the ice skates hanging on the eaves were melting.

"Spring is coming..."

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Qingming.

The rain is wet and the incense burns in the Qingming Dynasty, and the swallows and mud outside the Bixi Bridge are cold.

When the spring returned to the earth, Bai Yujun set off again to fly to the East China Sea to drive away the clouds and rain, and the drizzle fell on the heart.

The spring rain is ploughing, and the world is full of peaches and plums. Spring is full of cold, misty and rainy clothes.

Large or small, luxurious or simple, the Dragon King Temple is full of incense, and the amount of tribute varies from place to place. At least steamed buns and river fish should be placed to honor the White Dragon King. Before the spring ploughing, they should come to the Dragon King Temple to worship and pray for good weather.

Bai Yujun worked hard to drive away the clouds and improve the climate little by little.

As long as the place where it rained hard before is no longer in drought, it will occasionally rain naturally. Perhaps it is the white flooded rain that dispels the curse of drought caused by the blood sacrifice of the previous Demon Sect.

Life is boring, constantly going back and forth between the East China Sea and the dry land...

Bai Yujun could not have imagined that it would be a full seven years.

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In winter hibernation, Jing Zhe turned over and raised his head on February 2. It rained from Qingming until it froze on the snow.

Bai Yujun felt that as long as he didn't kill himself and massacre the city, there would be no danger.

The last dry land received heavy rainfall, which drenched the dry soil and pooled into creeks and rivers that filled the riverbed.

The rain that lasted for many years has finally come to an end, the climate in the north has recovered, and the wet air can automatically form rainfall, but the people are still accustomed to attribute all the rainfall to Bailong.

On the top of the mountain, a certain Jiao staring at the flooded riverbed was in a good mood.

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