New White Snake Asking Immortals

Bai Yujun stayed in the Southern Wilderness and developed.

In the past 100 years, the population of the Central Plains has changed several times for nearly three or four generations. The memories of the past were buried in the loess with the death of the old man, and the history books were rotten and decayed. Even in the practice world, few people mentioned the dragon, and there were new things to wash away. eyeball.

It used to be known to everyone, but now it is impossible to tell whether it is a legend or a truth.

It's good to forget about this Jiao, you continue to be pedantic and corrupt, and let's take the lead in the new era...

He is confused and forgets the passage of time. He cultivates leisurely every day and waits for evolution. He still remembers the hatred of the Demon Demon Sect back then. At least he has to find those who suffered from the plague during the Mahayana period.

Be carefree and be the overlord.

Until one day, a person from Chunyangmen who was traveling abroad sent a letter.

White House.

As usual, a certain Bai sat languidly, with her thin legs on the exquisite solid wood desk, and opened a letter from Chunyang while eating. Bai Yujun was a little surprised when she read the contents of the letter, but she expected it.

"Master is going to step back behind the scenes and become an idle real person..."

The five sons of Chunyang who roamed the world in the past are now separated by two realms, and the three who have not yet ascended continue to protect the Palace of Chunyang for hundreds of years. Now Chu Zhe, Gan Wu and Yang Mu have grown up and are full of wings. Master Yu Rong and Zi. Xu Qiyun and the low-key Lingxu Jiangli are going to live in seclusion behind the scenes and concentrate on their cultivation. Maybe in the next few years, they will gradually rise through tribulations and slowly hand over the Chunyang Palace to the next generation.

The letter said that Yang Mu was already in the realm of real people and could take over the Qingxu lineage.

As one of the three emotional disciples, Bai Yujun naturally had to go back to work. The master retired, and Senior Brother Qingxu took over as the peak master. These important events had to go back.

"Speaking of Xu Ling... he's really a weirdo."

Yang Mu's cultivation and combat effectiveness are obvious to all. Back then, when the two sects competed, they were at the forefront with swords. The third disciple, Bai Yujun, also fought in a dark and suffocating manner. Only the second disciple, Xu Ling, was confused, but his cultivation was not much slower than Yang Mu.

I don't know where Yu Rong recruited the two monsters back then, and finally a monster disciple was added...

The letter reminds you to be careful on the road.

Both Western religions and monsters are very interested in the only dragon between heaven and earth. Bai Yujun is not afraid. No one can do anything to himself in the spiritual transformation period.

This trip may take a year and a half to come back.

As usual, he asked Mu Duo to help with the escrow, and then contacted the Aoki Demon King to take care of him. After confirming that there was nothing missing, he set off for the north and did not cross the Central Plains. He went from the South Wilderness to the north through Rongtianling and went straight to the Longmen Desert as before, making a big circle. Back to Shenhua Mountain.

Converging breath, starry night and journey...

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Shenhua Mountain.

The majestic Huashan Mountain has not changed for thousands of years. Bai Yujun climbed the mountain in the Taoist robe of the Supreme Elder.

The mountain road is steep and difficult to navigate, attracting the attention of many young disciples, and some young disciples come forward to worship, the Qingxu sign is obvious, and the Qingxu Xu Ling on the mountain often goes to the pantry to eat food, everyone knows, the only legend The third disciple of the monster Jiaolong is the most mysterious, as long as you guess with your heart, you will immediately know Bai Yujun's identity.

Looking at many young and unfamiliar faces, a certain Bai felt emotional.

"This Shenhua Mountain is getting more and more unfamiliar..."

I returned to Huashan several times with different feelings. As time passed, I became more and more strange and alienated. When I first transformed into a snake spirit, I competed with my brothers and sisters to practice martial arts. , Now most of them have grown into the earth, and every time they come back, there are no acquaintances except those few people.

to the top of the mountain.

First, go to the Sanqing Temple, where pilgrims from the bottom of the mountain often climb the mountain for incense.

This is a place for worshipping the gods for those devout pilgrims. On the platform halfway up the mountain outside the mountain gate, the sea of ​​clouds and pines are covered with thin snow, and the fragrance is delicate.

Respectfully offered the incense and then kowtowed, secretly praying to all the ancestors of the Taoist sect to take care of you to get through the Dragon Transformation Tribulation.

The pilgrims were astonished and thought they had met a goddess.

Passing through the Sanqing Hall and going to the clear waterfall and pool behind to wash your hands, this is an unwritten rule of the disciples who returned to the mountain, which means to wash away the world's red dust and return to the holy land of Xianshan, wash away the care of the Taoist practice.

"The water is really cold."

The young disciples back in the mountains were chatting and washing their hands, and some even went to the rocky waterfall to fetch water for drinking. A few little boys, Daotong’s eyes were rolling around, probably thinking about bathing and swimming. Dare to be too noisy.

After washing your hands, step up the stone steps up the mountain.

Walking through the quaint mountain gate.

"Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things..."

"According to its male, keep its female..."

"A good place to live, a good heart to abyss..."

Standing on the edge of Tai Chi Square, watching the young disciples devote themselves to their cultivation, the elder in charge of the teaching looked indifferent and gave lectures, and suddenly remembered that he was stealing teachers hundreds of years ago. At that time...

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, after a few hundred years, Chunyang Palace has not changed, it has become a human being.

All the way, I walked slowly towards Qingxu Palace, feeling the style of Xianjia.

There are quite a lot of cranes, the koi in the creek in Qingtan are so fat and big that they are about to fill up, the snow peaks are fragrant with ancient pine and medicinal herbs, and the cultivators are calm and indifferent without disputes. It is really a good place.

Wandering to the familiar Qingxu Palace, the palace and pavilions are the same as in the past, the ancient pine grows slowly and does not change much, and there are many small trees in the back mountain.

"Qingxu Palace is really... quiet."

No wonder it was called Qingxu. It turned out to be really quiet and peaceful, only the rustling of leaves in the breeze and the occasional crane chirping. Bai Yujun thought that Qingxu probably meant it. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Yang Mu and Xu Ling stood at the entrance of the main hall.

Yang Mu, who was about to become the peak master of the Qingxu lineage, smiled, while Xu Ling rushed over and hugged Bai Yujun, her chest was so heavy that she couldn't breathe, and it got bigger...

"Xiao Bai~ You've lost weight again~"

"Senior sister has changed a lot from before, um, it's really big."

Bai Yujun licked her tongue and stared at Xu Ling's chest. She sighed with emotion, this girl can sleep into a hot figure every day, but unfortunately no one can marry this amazing girl. Xu Ling loves laziness and delicious food.

Xu Ling looked at a certain white's chest, and immediately burst into the air with confidence. She held her chest up and raised her head to show off like before...

The main hall worships incense three times.

Went around to meet Yu Rong in the back hall, and it was rare to get together in the same vein. Yu Rong was very happy. She was happy for Yang Mu to grow up, and she was also happy that her three disciples were complete. She had a sense of happiness when an old man looked at a junior.

That night, Bai Yujun personally cooked and cooked twelve dishes. The three of them and a demon gathered together to eat delicious food and drink good wine. They happily took out their musical instruments and learned the worldly fairy.

Yang Mu can't play musical instruments, Xu Ling can only sleep, and he can't let the master play by himself, only Bai Yujun is responsible for playing.

It was a pleasure to eat, Bai Yujun rarely drank a few glasses of white wine.

Going back to the attic bedroom that belonged to me for hundreds of years, I slept soundly, I was drinking alcohol, my pretty face was flushed and pink, and I was curled up in the bed and dreamed of practicing martial arts and studying hard...

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