New White Snake Asking Immortals

Yu lowered his head and glanced at the shrimps and crabs in the cage.

"Steamed or marinated?"

"Make it raw. Add more salt, vinegar and the herbs I dug in the morning. If the weather is hot, add some ice."

Feng Ying stood up and brushed off the grass blades and mud on her clothes, and watched Yu skillfully take out the earthen pot and start making raw pickled river crabs. Unlike other immortals who focused on practicing and only took elixirs, the two of them were used to eating three meals a day. Various customs remain the same during the New Year and festivals.

The knife flickered, and the herbs were cut into fine pieces and thrown into the crock.

Open the lid and pour out the fine salt from the small bamboo tube.

I took off the cork with a bang and poured the wine. I poured half of it and the rest was muffled by the rain.

"Huh~ cool! It's indeed a wine that has been buried for three hundred years. There are a few bottles left to keep and drink slowly later. It's a pity to pickle river crabs."

There is no aura or magical power in the wine. It is purely mortal wine. The old wine is as delicate, sweet and mellow as velvet.

Feng Ying smiled slightly.

"The wine in the royal tomb must have its own uniqueness. Unfortunately, no wine was found in the subsequent large tombs."

Both of them are experienced in the martial arts world. Not only are they good at practicing, but they also know a lot of heretical techniques. When they encounter Feng Shui treasures, they habitually look for big tombs, dig holes in and visit them, pick up some good things, and then kill the ghosts, ghosts, zombies and so on that breed. , it’s just a lot of fun.

After marinating the river crabs, I lay down on the meadow in the rain, holding grass leaves in my mouth and looking at the blue sky and white clouds.

Feng Ying boredly took out a whetstone to polish the rusty straight knife, dipped it in swamp water, and then sharpened it, although she knew it had no effect.

The wind made the swamp sparkle, and the meadow where the two of them were sitting undulated slightly.

After a while, the two people basking in the sun saw a bird with two heads flying overhead. It was about three feet long including tail feathers.

Yu couldn't help but complain.

"You can't use magic to fly in the swamp. Only birds can fly. I almost forgot what flying feels like."

Since entering the swamp, they have been unable to fly, as if they were blocked and isolated by some kind of energy field. Other magic fighting skills and even magical weapons are not affected. The ability to fly is only restricted. The two of them rely on light skills to float on the water to speed up. Otherwise, they have to Find a way to build a boat.

Raise the mechanical crossbow to aim at the two-headed flying bird, and use your mouth to simulate the sound of firing a crossbow arrow.

"Hey~"

The birds fly away slowly.

Put away the mechanical crossbow and continue to bask in the sun out of boredom.

Feng Ying, who was sharpening a knife by the water, stopped, looked at the knife and then at the whetstone.

The rust on the straight knife has not changed, but is dented by the precious whetstone bought from the black market. I remember that the stall owner said that the whetstone can polish immortal weapons. It seems that he is also a profiteer who talks about being crazy. What a pity for such a simple and honest person. face.

Throw it away.

Plop~ The millstone fell into the water, causing the small fish to scatter and dive into the water plants.

Looking at the swamp with sky high water and endless view, Feng Ying always felt indescribable nervousness. The old vulture said that this is the most dangerous place is not groundless. The danger has not yet erupted, and the so-called safe route is just barely It can pass but cannot fly. The longer you stay in a dangerous place, the more dangerous it becomes.

The reason for the specialness of the swamp is the same as that of other dangerous places. They were all caused by the aftermath of the catastrophe when the sun fell.

It's similar to a secret realm but not a secret realm.

You can't fly after stepping into the swamp, and there are all kinds of monsters and monsters hidden under the calm. It is said that the monsters were originally the fire spirits of the old sun. They accidentally fell to the ground when the white dragon was fighting against the sun, and somehow they were transformed into monsters and monsters. He has an unstable temperament and possesses some strange magical powers that are different from those in the spiritual world.

Even the major immortal realms have nothing to do with these monsters. Fortunately, the monsters can't leave dangerous places.

Feng Ying stretched out her hand to pull a piece of sour grass and chewed it slowly. She thought about many things, including memories of the past, the current dilemma, and where to go in the future...

After thinking about it for a long time, it was still a mess.

Let out a long sigh.

"The swamp is afraid of changes. The route marked on the map will become more and more uneasy as we go. Unfortunately, there is no river **** in the swamp. Otherwise, we can call the river **** to ask a question."

Hearing this, Yu, who was lying next to him, sat up lazily.

"River God? He was probably killed when the sun fell. The temple collapsed and the incense was cut off. The **** here may be the earth or the mountain god. I can't say for sure."

"Land? Mountain God? The surrounding areas are obviously swamp waters..."

Feng Ying felt unbelievable, how could the swamp be the land **** or the mountain god.

Rain shrugged.

"When the sun destroyed the world, the earth's veins were affected by the white dragon, causing the mountains and rivers to turn upside down and the rivers to shift. Maybe we were once a high mountain. It doesn't matter. Both the river **** and the earth and mountain **** have lost their incense and disappeared. Today's world will not be the same. There is a divine palm seal, unless the heaven is rebuilt and the divine throne is enshrined.”

After saying this, the two of them sighed.

Just as he was in a daze, a black line suddenly appeared on the distant skyline of the swamp and approached at an extremely fast speed.

got windy.

The weather in the swamp changes at any time. The sky and the earth suddenly darken, and black clouds roll in, blocking the sun. The sky becomes as dark as evening. The waves blown by the wind raise and lower the meadows of all sizes again and again. The wind and water vapor blowing in the face. It was so rich that my clothes felt damp in just a moment, the green grass on the meadow was bowed by the wind, and the otters around me disappeared.

Frogs croaked, waterfowl stood on the meadow with their necks raised, waiting for the rain, and water striders with thin bodies and legs floating on the water hid in the grass.

Feng Ying habitually tried to find ways to avoid the rain, but Yu was extremely excited, jumping up and down on the meadow and yelling.

"Okay~! It's going to rain~ The wind will be stronger! Woohoo~"

Yelling and running around with arms outstretched and head thrown back.

Feng Ying couldn't laugh or cry. The good sisters naturally loved rainy days and would go crazy whenever it rained.

I watched ripples appear on the swaying water, more and more raindrops fell into the water, and water droplets as big as peas fell randomly.

Ignoring the rain that was cheering like crazy, Feng Ying took out a huge emerald green lotus leaf and put it on, then put on a raincoat. At the same time, she kicked the loudly croaking frog beside her into the water. This thing made a lot of noise before it started raining.

I picked up a piece of sour grass and chewed it slowly, watching the rain go crazy. I guessed that my good sisters must have been born on a rainy day, otherwise there would be no reason to get excited when it rains.

Suddenly, I vaguely saw something under the dark clouds in the distance.

It happened that lightning snaked down from the black clouds, illuminated the sky and fell into the swamp. There were three black spots in the brief dazzling light, which looked abnormal.

He reached out and grabbed the bouncing raincoat sleeves.

"There is a situation, Zhen Yi, the three targets under the cloud don't look like strange and strange creatures in dangerous places."

Yu, who was cheering, immediately fell silent. He took out the mechanical crossbow and clicked it a few times, stretched it out, aimed at the direction, and used the sighting device that came with the mechanical crossbow to observe, and soon found three targets.

What I saw in the mirror were three huge birds that looked like white cranes. Each bird had a person sitting on its back. Judging from the costumes, they must be patrolmen from the fairyland.

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"Patrol the immortal soldiers, don't be discovered by them!"

The two quickly entered the water and hid under the meadow, and used the breath-holding technique to secretly observe the white cranes and birds.

As expected of a rich and wealthy Immortal Realm, if you can't fly, you can ride a demon bird instead. It can not only save the spiritual energy consumption of the immortal soldiers, but also help them fight. Only the Immortal Realm can afford to raise such aerial cavalry.

The sky, under the black thunderclouds.

The white crane with a wingspan of five feet waved its wings twice before gliding in the wind. The red feathers on its head were very long, its beak was as long as a sword, its wingtips and tail feathers were sky blue. It carried the immortal soldiers and passed through the dense lightning indifferently at a very fast speed. Quickly, the smashed raindrops formed a thin mist on the surface of the body. Occasionally, the crane roared and communicated with the other two white crane monster birds.

Behind the white crane, heavily armed patrols scanned the swamp below.

The storm is getting heavier and heavier.

The white water vapor on the swamp surface flows with the wind, and three groups of aerial riders leave behind three streaks of white mist flying past.