New White Snake Asking Immortals

For Mou Bai, going to the fairyland is similar to going to an unfamiliar environment.

Many gods in the sky can be regarded 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 was born and went to the human race as the main fairyland. .

Cannibals are short-mouthed and soft-handed, so it's not easy to reach out and hit the smiling face, which may have a miraculous effect.

Yu Rong smiled and did not accept it.

The piles of souvenirs are useless, Bai Yujun loves money like her life, and sells it at a stall in the commercial street on the mountain...

In fact, a certain Jiao’s life has been boring recently, and when he remembered that he hadn’t set up a stall for a long time, his hands were itchy for a while, but when the goods in the stall were neatly stacked, he suddenly found himself, and his mood improved a lot.

Lunjian Peak has become a place for many elders to meditate and practice in order to observe the transcendence and ascension.

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

The clouds of robbery dispersed and the sky filled with colorful clouds, Xianle sprinkled colorful flowers in bursts, the beam of light reached directly above the sky, a figure walked up the clouds with a relaxed and unrestrained laugh, and another real person soared up.

"Fly so high~"

After watching for a while, I set up a pergola and continued to set up a stall.

The next day, many Chunyang disciples made a sensation again and gathered near Lunjian Peak one after another. Qi Yun will ascend to the Immortal World today and join the Immortal Class.

All Zixu's disciples who could come back would kneel all over the mountain with their seniority, and Gan Wu led Ye Zi at the front, taking the opportunity to announce the rumor that Ye Zi would inherit Qingxu's lineage in the future.

Back then, although Ye Zi was young, she knew how to take care of her younger sister, picked up snails in the mud, protected her sister from fighting with traffickers, and had a resolute and firm personality. As the future heir of Zixu, everyone in Chunyang Palace was extremely convinced and had no objections.

Qi Yun is also very satisfied with Ye Zi, so Zixu owes Bai Jiao some love.

If it is said that other people may be at risk of falling during the catastrophe, Qi Yun is not on this list.

I didn’t go out of the stall today, I searched for an ancient pine from afar with a folding bench, and sat on the tree trunk dangling its long legs to watch the fun. Only Gan Wu and his future successor Ye Zi are familiar with Zi Xu’s lineage. Just take a look, Qi Yun will be displeased if you get close.

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

"Cheng Xian Lei Jie is so... perfunctory?"

Lei Yun is kind, that's right, Bai Yujun couldn't find any other words to describe the lightning that fell from Lei Yun. The boss of Yangxianzong.

A certain Bai maliciously speculated that Master Qi Yun or the ancestors were there to help!

"There must be someone up there!"

"Relationship households are really enviable~"

In fact, the eyes of reality can see the strong merits on the top of Qi Yun's head. Turning the tide and stabilizing the world for hundreds of years, with profound merits and virtues, crossing the catastrophe is just a procedure.

I am more determined to do good deeds by flattering someone in vain...

The sky bursts with celestial music, colorful flowers bloom freely, and Qi Yun lifts up the clouds in high spirits.

The majestic sword intent spread to the world, many strong people lamented the lack of the most powerful sword cultivator in the world, and the demons hiding in the dark or in people's hearts were excited. However, they suddenly thought of the more terrifying Gan Wu and the newly promoted leader named Ye It's like a basin of cold water in front of your head, there is nothing you can do from the skin to the heart and soul.

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

On the top of Jianjian Peak.

The snow in the fairy mountains, the sky is boundless.

Bai Yujun and Yang Mu Xuling knelt side by side in front of Yu Rong to listen to the teachings, nothing more than to encourage the three disciples to practice diligently and ascend to the fairy world to meet each other as soon as possible, and told them to do various things after leaving.

Xu Ling was crying so hard that she couldn't bear to part with her master. It stands to reason that a pure-yang cultivator would not cry like this regardless of her image, but this girl has a true self-cultivation and a true self, and her practice method is amazing.

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

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

"Master, don't you think about it anymore? I still have some Nanhuang specialties and Jiuli antiques here, which were picked up in the deep stream, and the year is guaranteed to have a unique artistic atmosphere~"

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

"Snake take it and sell it, and earn money for maltose to chew. I really don't need souvenirs as a teacher~"

Chu Zhe, Gan Wu and others who were seeing off around couldn't laugh or cry, Senior Sister Lingxu laughed and trembled, and bluntly said that she would give her a pill to eat in the future.

"Oh...that's fine~"

Pointy ears turned around, slightly disappointed, and secretly decided that he must bring enough gifts in the future to cross the catastrophe and ascend to transform into a dragon.

Yu Rong stroked Bai Yujun's beautiful hair.

"Snake, the road to practice is long and you can't slack off. Remember to cultivate your character and don't do anything wrong."

"The cultivation of the dragon belongs to 1,500 years. In the future, Xu Ling and Yang Mu will also leave Qingxu Palace and Shenhua Mountain. Snake, please protect the inheritance of Chunyang Palace and let the Taoism pass it on."

This sentence is the key point. Yu Rong hopes that there will be a powerful dragon to protect Chunyang for seven hundred years.

The mountain guarding formation is dead after all, and it is difficult for the heavens to take care of the orthodoxy at all times. If any generation of successors has limited aptitude, their strength will plummet. At that time, the existence of a mountain guarding dragon is enough to shock people. In the next few hundred years, Bai Yujun may He will be invincible at the same level as before.

"Master, don't worry, disciple, remember!"

"Very good, everything is in order, you go back."

Bai Yujun and Senior Sister Lingxu dragged the weeping Xu Ling away from Lunjian Peak. The ancient pines were vigorous and covered with white frost and snow.

Walking to the distance, the three personal disciples knelt down in the snow again, respectfully sending the master to cross the catastrophe.

Similarly, the perfunctory thunder calamity was just a play, the tall beam of light reached hundreds of miles into the sky and was clearly visible, Bai Yujun felt that the beam of light must have reached the height of the atmosphere and left the range of gravity.

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

The mighty power of the gods, the petals condensed with aura fell, and Yu Rongfei flew up along the beam of light until it disappeared. Bai Yujun could no longer feel the breath of the master. She remembered in a trance that the ginkgo tree valley was brought back to the mountain by the master. The snake is at its peak, and it has been a hundred years in the blink of an eye, which feels unreal.

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

An era is over, and a new era continues.

Shenhua Mountain is verdant with green grass and trees hanging over the river, the top of the mountain is green with pines and snow, and the sea of ​​clouds is boundless with white cranes flying. Bai Yujun lived on the mountain for a few days and witnessed that Yang Mu accepted two young boys and girls as disciples. Without Jiaolong's income, he wants to learn from his master and make a good story for a generation, so Qingxu Palace is more angry because of the prosperity of incense.

Children play, familiar and unfamiliar.

"It's time to leave..."

Bai Yujun bid farewell, left Shenhua Mountain, and left the Central Plains...

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