New White Snake Asking Immortals

For a certain white, going to the fairyland is like going to an unfamiliar environment.

There are many gods in the sky as some kind of unique people. As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Moreover, a certain white demon cultivator came from the human race as the main fairyland, and he must eat melons and fall, so he came up with the idea of ​​sending local specialties to bring the relationship closer. .

Cannibalism is short-mouthed and soft-handed, so it's hard to reach out and hit the smiling Jiao, maybe it has a miraculous effect.

Yu Rong smiled and did not accept it.

The piles of local specialties are useless, Bai Yujun loves wealth like his life, and takes it to a stall in the commercial street on the mountain to sell...

In fact, a certain Jiao has been bored recently, and remembered that he hadn't set up a stall for a long time, and his hands were itchy. When the goods in the stall were neatly stacked, he suddenly found himself, and his mood improved a lot.

Lunjianfeng has become a place for many elders to meditate and practice in order to observe the ascension of tribulation.

Bai Yujun, who was reading a book at the back of the booth, turned her head to look at Lun Jianfeng...

The robbery clouds dissipated, and the colorful clouds filled the sky, and the fairy music scattered colorful flowers, and the beam of light reached the sky.

"Flying really high~"

He built a pergola and watched for a while, then continued to set up the stall.

The next day, many Chunyang disciples made a sensation again, and they all gathered near Lunjian Peak. Qi Yun will be ranked in the immortal class today.

As long as the disciples of Zixu who can rush back, they kneel all over the mountains with their cultivation bases, and Gan Wu leads Ye Zi at the front, taking the opportunity to announce the rumor that Ye Zi will inherit the Qing Xu lineage in the future.

At that time, Ye Ye knew how to take care of her younger sister even though she was young, picked up snails in the mud, protected her sister from fighting with traffickers, and had a resolute and determined character. As the future heir of Zixu, everyone in Chunyang Palace was extremely convincing and had no objection.

Qi Yun was also very satisfied with Ye Zixu, so Zi Xu owed Bai Jiao affection.

If it is said that other people may be at risk of falling through the calamity, Qi Yun is not included in this list.

I didn’t set up a booth today, I took a folded bench and looked for an ancient pine from a distance, and sat on the trunk to watch the fun. The only people Zi Xu knew well were Gan Wu and his future successor Ye Ye, and the relationship with Qi Yun was not good or bad. Just take a look, getting close will make Qi Yun unhappy.

After watching it for a long time, I complained from the bottom of my heart.

"The Immortal Thunder Tribulation is so... perfunctory?"

Leiyun is kind, yes, Bai Yujun can't find any other words to describe the lightning from Leiyun, only kindness is the most appropriate. He casually dropped a few thin electric snakes to perfunctory things, and Qi Yun didn't even bother to pull out his sword. Yang Xianzong boss.

A certain Bai maliciously speculates that Master Qi Yun or the master is helping out there!

"There must be someone above!"

"I'm really envious of the related households~"

In fact, the eye of truth can see that Qi Yun's head is rich in merit and virtue. Zi Xu is the leader of killing, and it is his responsibility to sweep away the evil demons in the world, especially Qi Yun, who has been a big boss. Turning the tide, stabilizing the world for hundreds of years, with great merit, and transcending the calamity is just a procedure.

Even more firm in the determination of a white flatterer to do good things...

The sky is full of fairy music, colorful flowers are scattered, and Qi Yun is in high spirits.

The majestic sword intent spreads all over the world, and many strong people lament that the world lacks a supreme sword cultivator, and the demons who hide in the dark or in people's hearts are excited. Just like a bowl of cold water, there is nothing to do from the skin to the heart and the soul.

It was a pleasure to set up a stall to make money, and a few days later, it was time for Master Yu Rong to leave.

On the summit of Sword Peak.

Immortal mountains snow, the sky is boundless.

Bai Yujun and Yang Mu Xuling knelt side by side in front of Yu Rong to listen to the teaching, nothing more than to encourage the three disciples to practice diligently and to meet in the immortal world as soon as possible, and to remind them of various matters after leaving.

Xu Ling cried so hard that she couldn't bear her master. It stands to reason that pure yang cultivators would not cry so disregarding their image, but this girl has a true self-cultivation temperament, and the way of practice is amazing.

Yang Mu was relatively calm, nodding his head, remembering the teachings of his master, and determined to make the line clear.

A certain Bai with dragon horns on his head and pointed ears knelt on the side and secretly felt the change in Master's luck. He wanted to take the opportunity to study the transformation from a cultivator to an immortal, and he didn't forget to give gifts.

"Master, don't you think about it anymore? I still have some southern desert specialties and Jiuli antiques here. I picked them up in the deep stream, and I guarantee that the vintage will have a unique artistic flavor~"

The atmosphere of a good parting was disturbed by a certain white, and the sadness of the parting was diluted.

"Snake, let's sell it, and earn money to exchange maltose for chewing food. I really don't need souvenirs for my teacher~"

Chu Zhe, Ganwu and the others who saw him off were dumbfounded, and Senior Sister Lingxu laughed, and said bluntly that she would give her a medicinal pill to eat in the future.

"Oh... well then~"

Pointy ears turned slightly disappointed, and secretly decided that he must bring enough gifts to transcend the catastrophe in the future.

Yu Rong touched Bai Yujun's hair.

"Snake, the road of cultivation is long and must not be slack. Remember to cultivate one's self-cultivation and do not commit murder."

"Jiaolong's cultivation must be completed for 1,500 years. In the future, Xu Ling and Yang Mu will also leave Qingxu Palace and leave Shenhua Mountain. Snake, protect the inheritance of Chunyang Palace and let Taoism pass on."

This sentence is the key point. Yu Rong hopes that there will be a powerful Jiaolong who will keep Chunyang safe for seven hundred years.

The mountain guarding formation is a dead thing after all, and it is difficult for the sky to always take care of the Taoist lineage. If any generation of descendants has limited qualifications, their strength will be greatly reduced. At that time, the existence of a mountain guarding dragon will be enough to shock people. In the next few hundred years, Bai Yujun is afraid It will be invincible under the same level as before.

"Master, don't worry, my disciples remember!"

"Very good, everything is in order, you all go back~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Bai Yujun and Senior Sister Lingxu dragged Xu Ling, who was crying, and left Lunjian Peak. The ancient pines were full of white frost and snow. Humans undergo qualitative changes from the inside out...

Walking into the distance, the three direct disciples knelt in the snow again, respectfully sending their master to cross the tribulation and flying immortals.

In the same way, the perfunctory thunder calamity is like a play, the tall beam of light reaching the sky hundreds of miles away is clearly visible, Bai Yujun feels that the beam of light must reach the height of the atmosphere and leave the gravitational range.

The specific ascension method is currently unclear, but it must leave the planet and go to another high-energy world.

The divine power is mighty, and the petals condensed by the spiritual energy are scattered, Yu Rong Fei Xian, followed the beam of light quickly up until it disappeared, Bai Yujun could no longer feel the master's breath, and suddenly remembered that the ginkgo tree valley was brought back to the mountain by the master, and then hugged her thighs and walked towards the mountain. The peak of snake life, it has been a hundred years in the blink of an eye, there is a sense of unreality.

After staying for a long time, I realize that there are fewer and fewer people I know, and the longer I live, the more lonely I become...

An era ends, and a new era continues.

Shenhua Mountain is green and green, grass and trees are white, and the river is hanging, the top of the mountain is pine and snow, the sea of ​​clouds is endless and white cranes are flying. Bai Yujun lived on the mountain for a few days and witnessed that Yang Mu had accepted two young boys and girls as disciples. There is no Jiaolong income, wanting to learn from the master and achieve a generation of stories, the Qingxu Palace is more angry.

Children frolic, familiar and unfamiliar.

"It's time to leave..."

Bai Yujun said goodbye, left Shenhua Mountain, and left the Central Plains...

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