New White Snake Asking Immortals

Some big world.

The magnificent golden buildings are arranged in layers, lotuses and holy birds chirp, bursts of Sanskrit singing echo in the buildings, the eyes of the kneeling creatures at the foot of the mountain are peaceful and peaceful, and the flowing clouds and mountains and rivers have a sense of tranquility, like the pure land of heaven.

Looking closer to a certain courtyard, several yellow-robed cultivators hurriedly walked into the house, casting spells to seal the courtyard as if they were waiting for someone.

A moment later, a fat cultivator with a fair face appeared in the room. He bent down and carefully inspected the body that had lost its soul and dissipated aura. After a long while, he frowned and stood up and scanned the surroundings, but could not find any traces of intrusion.

Next to him, a young waiter bent down and walked quickly and silently, bringing a fragrant wood tray.

Grabbing the big book in the tray, the fat white cultivator read it carefully and found out what the deceased had done recently.

He reached out to take the beautifully crafted silver plate next to his body and input his magic power. A thin layer of clouds and mist appeared on the silver plate with two light spots. They were exactly the star map of the void around the remote small world. The fat white cultivator didn't know who was using it. What method was used to kill people silently? The deceased was involved in some secrets. The matter was too important to be ignored. After much thought, I decided to go to the two small worlds to investigate in person. Even if I couldn't sneak into the lower world, I would go and have a look.

There must be no omissions in the chaos of the great tribulation, and the sect’s plans must not be missed.

In order to prevent any accidents, I went to the main hall before setting off and took out a glazed lotus lantern that had been enshrined in front of the statue for tens of thousands of years.

After a while.

The pagoda at the highest point of the building complex shines straight into the sky.

A figure quickly traveled through the dark and cold void with the help of a teleportation array...

A remote and wild little world.

Bai Yujun has returned to the Dragon Palace, and the downpour of mountain rain has stopped. The scourge of the mountain forest has quickly regained its vitality under the nourishment of spiritual materials, and countless spirits and demons have been born. The news that the top sect was wiped out in an instant is also spreading wildly.

Some of the old, bankrupt guys in the neighborhood were beaming.

Although it really hurts to admit that you risked your life with the most precious treasure, now it suddenly doesn't hurt so much. You even secretly rejoice in others' misfortunes. It always feels inexplicably happy to see others more unlucky than yourself.

In front of the attic door of the grocery store, Fat Tiger held the scroll in his mouth and raised his paw to push open the door and put the scroll back on the shelf.

The evil cultivators who were previously imprisoned in the painting have already made arrangements and are probably starting to farm and breed.

When he put the things away and walked out, he suddenly stopped, raised his tiger paw, and gently pushed the slightly skewed chair. There was a slight friction sound, and the chair was placed in an even and precise manner. The fat tiger's big head showed a slow and satisfied smile. Walk out of the grocery store.

The main door of the pavilion closed slowly, and a few dead leaves rolled up when closing the door swirled up and down.

Fat Tiger walked slowly along the stone steps.

On the way back, I took a detour and passed by two stone pillars between the rocks. My head got stuck in the door. I had to shrink and recover after passing through. The tiger claws and flesh pads made no sound when walking.

The mountain is so peaceful and peaceful that I still feel a little uncomfortable after the mountain siege.

When I returned to the main hall of the Dragon Palace, I happened to see the boss walking out of the hall with his head lowered, as if he was thinking about something.

Bai Yujun stepped over the high threshold and stopped. He saw Fat Tiger standing at the bottom of the steps. He secretly sighed that Fat Tiger's figure was out of shape after all. He was short and fat, and his fat head was getting bigger and bigger. A big head was almost as big as half of his body. On the body, the tiger's hair becomes longer and the color becomes brighter.

Fat Tiger sat down obediently and looked at the boss who could barely keep his eyes open with dazed and sleepy eyes.

Two sleepy sluggards looked at each other.

"..."

A certain Bai felt that it was necessary to find something for his followers to do.

"Do you still remember Ge Qianhu who bought the Chu Er Dao? He is an ordinary mortal with great martial arts. It is not easy for him to be alone. No one helps him and no one understands him. But he has a spirit of never giving up. You have to... …”

Fat Tiger raised his forehead slightly and nodded every two or three seconds, exuding a clear sense of confusion from the inside out.

Bai Yujun rubbed his head and paused speaking.

The big fat cat was still nodding.

"..."

Forget it, you can't kill the mount you picked with your own hands.

"In the future, take the time to take a look at him when you have free time, and protect him from being beaten to death. If you do a good job, you will be favored by the heaven in the small world."

This time Fat Tiger finally understood.

Bai Yujun shook his head and sat on the clouds to fly to the back mountain. There was a spiritual spring in the back mountain. The spring water was clear and warm. He liked to stay in the clouds or hide in the water during the day. Over the years, his body was trapped in the ice and could not move. The dragon soul I kept observing the various behaviors of living creatures and forgot to take a bath. Today I thought of it and went to lie down for a while. Anyway, there are no big changes in the world.

Enjoyment in the dreamland is also very important, and many springs or deep pools are specially set up to meet the needs of use.

Today I wanted to be a bit more vulgar, so I chose Upstart Hot Spring.

The hot spring is half inside and half outside the cave. The bottom of the water is covered with small pearls of various colors as fine sand, and the top of the cave is painted with star maps with colorful gems.

Thousand-year-old vermilion coral serves as a fruit plate holder.

Moubai habitually lays down completely in the water, planning to sleep for seven or eight days.

Before going to bed, I thought about things in a daze, trying to think of a way to control the sneaky mosquitoes. In ancient times, these mosquitoes relied on their sneaky skills to secretly feed on strong people. When they got the benefits, they hid themselves to avoid disasters. For hundreds of millions of years in the past, they are now staring at them. Being trapped on the mountain, he thought that he could do whatever he wanted with his ancient alien origin, and he made a big gamble even if he did not hesitate to destroy the world. This move made a certain dragon very angry.

Its magical power is mysterious in the eyes of today's practitioners, but it is just that in the eyes of creatures with bloodline memory inheritance. Its foundation cannot be compared with the Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan and other large clans in the ancient times, and even those who have just awakened The Six-Winged Monster Snake can also easily suppress it. Although they are all alien species, their own strengths are vastly different.

Bai Yujun didn't care what bad things the mosquito had done, but he was angry that he regarded himself as its blood food.

How dare a mosquito offend a ferocious and violent apex predator!

I remember that when I was still a little snake spirit, I would rather go against Chunyang Palace than kill those who drank snake blood. Now that I have become an overlord and tyrant, I can't stand the provocation of unruly people. I am simply rebelling against Tiangang!

Bai Yujun wants all living beings in the world to know that whoever dares to covet dragon blood will die!

Lying at the bottom of the hot spring water, Moubai clenched his fists.

Suddenly something went wrong.

He sat up with a clatter, exposed his head, tilted his head and frowned at his palms.

Dragon scales...

Diamond-shaped dragon scale veins faintly appeared on the back of his hand. Combined with the fact that his ears had grown longer, Moubai discovered that this body was transforming into a dragon faster and faster. The originally ordinary human body continued to be infected by the purest dragon energy due to the existence of the dragon soul. Penetration leads to irreversible qualitative evolution. When the dragon soul is there, it will suppress and slow down the speed of dragon transformation. However, it took a year to return to the original body, and the body became a wild horse that evolved wildly. If left unchecked, it is estimated that it will be completely transformed within a hundred years. Dragon body.

Casting a spell slows down the speed of dragon transformation.

The dragon scale veins on the back of the hand are hidden and the delicate skin is restored, but the hiding does not really disappear.

It is currently used as a temporary body. As for the consequences of giving up this body and returning to the original body in the future, I don't care. It is just like the other clones who are born with spiritual wisdom. Anyway, there are so many clones that transform into dragons, and this one is not missing.

A bored Bai turned on the lazy mode and sank to the bottom of the water again to sleep and blow bubbles.

The hot spring covered with small pearls is so comfortable.

Half sleepy and half awake, he muttered.

"Tao follows nature..."

"That's right..."

"The more natural, the more comfortable...I am now trying to understand the Tao and the natural..."

He spoke a few words intermittently, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he began to take a nap.

The Taoist music on the peak of Dragon Palace is long and quiet, and the big fat tiger is lying on its back on the edge of the cliff in the main hall square to bask in the belly. Before the sun comes, a burst of rain comes. Green smoke curls up in the incense burner, rising up and faintly showing the real dragon wandering and playing. The rain The setting sun from behind shines on the dragon statue in the main hall. The dragon's head is held high, and the corners of the huge bluestone beneath it change with the four colors of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The captured evil cultivators were not qualified to be imprisoned in the bluestone secret realm under the statue of the god, but were left in barren secret realms around the mountain.

The spiritual energy in the barren secret realm is thin, and some profound rules and restrictions are constantly weakening the cultivation of the evil cultivators.

The low-level evil cultivators have already experienced the almost forgotten taste of hunger. All the materials were plundered before being imprisoned. Now they can only dig some roots and weeds to satisfy their hunger. The high-level cultivators are still struggling to find opportunities to escape, unwilling to be trapped in the trap. This is slowly waiting to die.

The busy little goblins and monsters all over the mountain are working diligently.

Tu Yue, who cares about the Tu family, has gone down the mountain and returned to her family home.

Chengsu sat in front of the dragon statue and quietly realized Taoism. The Taoist book on his lap automatically turned the pages without wind. After experiencing the evil cultivator's sect's encirclement of the mountain, Chengsu's Taoism further improved, and his cultivation also increased.

Nothing happened today.

Just go about your day leisurely, wait until you have digested and absorbed the sun, then go out and be arrogant, you don't need to worry about other small things.

Moubai was planning to live in ignorance, but he suddenly noticed an abnormality in the void outside. He could understand everything simply by looking at the future. He suspected that the sect with no sense of existence was unwilling to be left alone, and was secretly doing things behind the back of all the forces in the world. If he was caught, he might be able to learn more about it. More information.

The one who dares to fly across the void regardless of the loss, a novice like Fat Tiger who has not become an immortal cannot stop him.

I originally planned to arrange for the Six-Winged Monster Snake to be dealt with. It was an ancient ferocious beast, and it would be easy to deal with a wax figure that ate the power of incense and telepathy.

Think about it and forget it.

The six-winged monster snake can only continue to hide, otherwise it will easily attract the attention of those saints.

Now I can only capture it myself to avoid being known by the old guys that I can project my consciousness to the outside world. I also have to disguise myself to hide my identity. After a simple calculation, I decided to disguise myself as a lucky person who resonates with the heaven of the small world.

The hot spring water in the cave was gurgling, and Bai Yujun came out of the water half asleep and half awake.

He yawned and walked forward, put on his clothes as he walked and used the magic of transformation. When he stepped ashore barefoot, he had transformed into a twenty-year-old. He continued walking forward, put on his cloth boots, and casually pulled off a piece and hung it on the cliff. The vines turned into magic weapons.

Although the appearance of the fairy has changed, she is still sleepy, her shoulders are slumped, her eyes are dull, her soles drag on the ground when she walks and she is drowsy, and even yawning ruins her image.

"sleepy……"

When I reached the edge of the cliff, I happened to see the blue sky.

In the sky, higher than the clouds, a huge golden body appears, with a compassionate face looking down at the common people.

If you look at the remote and wild world from a distance in the void, you will see the faint golden half-body phantom of the Dharma slowly approaching the world. The means of manifesting the saints have attracted countless creatures to kneel down and worship. The enlightened Chengsu in the main hall of the Dragon Palace was awakened. After being shocked and nervous, he saw the dragon statue again. After waking up and raising the dragon's head to look at the sky, Cheng Su saw the dragon statue and returned to its normal posture after looking at it twice. He didn't seem to care about the huge golden statue.

Soon, thick clouds and fog covered the Dragon Palace.