Qingming wine, Guyu tea.

When you have nothing to do, sit in a teahouse and brew a pot of crude tea, chat with old friends, and temporarily forget about the hard work and enjoy the afternoon. It is very comfortable. In life, you must have some free time to sit on the bench and idle away.

Other gods, demons, ghosts and so on often sit in the cave for hundreds of years.

Come to Moubai, what is retreat?

Old Huixian drank a bowl of tea and seemed to have forgotten the imperial aura of the white dragon in front of him. The old man was relatively calm. Maybe he put it down the moment he picked it up. If he didn't pick it up, he would put it down.

"Almsgiver Bai, this poor monk wants to go to the seaside to beg for alms, but he doesn't know where to go?"

Bai Yujun, who was pouring tea, was stunned.

Tea spilled...

I noticed that my fingers were extremely hot.

Put it in your mouth to cool down, and boiling water won't damage the dragon's claws.

The tea shop owner and a few rough and strong men were dumbfounded and swallowed hard. The escorts and knights passing by miraculously abided by the law and did not come forward to tease them. The security of the town far exceeded that of the capital.

"Old man Huixian, where is the farthest place you...have ever been?"

“The farthest place you’ve been?”

Moubai nodded.

Huixian stroked his beard and thought about it for a long time.

"Eighty years ago, Monkey Donor and I traveled east for half a year and visited another country. Later, due to war, we had to return to Zhuquan Temple. It should be very close to the sea, right?"

"Did you go there on foot?"

"No, no."

The old monk shook his head firmly.

"fine."

"There is a section of the waterway where you can take a boat. The monkey donor is very good at craftsmanship and the wooden boat can withstand the wind and waves."

"Well……"

Where can I go on foot for half a year and still want to see the sea?

Bai Yujun himself flew day and night for three years and could not see the sea. At most, there were a few lakes and swamps, or vast and vast rivers. If he wanted to see the sea, he would not be able to smell the salty smell the day he turned into a withered skeleton.

He poured a bowl of rough tea for Lao Huixian, sighed with pity, and decided to take the time to take them to see the sea.

"Speaking of the sea, when I traveled through the heavens, I once visited a sea world. There was no land, no city-states, and only a few small islands and volcanoes."

The steam from the boiling bowl of tea was hazy, covering her pretty face and blocking her sight.

Back to that year in a trance...

The huge waves and the white caps lift up the overlapping peaks.

The giant whale is riding the waves. In the sky, Bai Yujun is suspended in the storm. I witness countless huge whales playing in the waves. The special cry is heard thousands of miles away. There are even giant whales spreading their wings and gliding, fighting the storm, showing the splendor of life.

Maybe it has the bloodline of Kunpeng, or maybe it's just some kind of special giant beast, it doesn't matter, it's very surprising anyway.

There is no human race, and there is no sea country.

Purely primitive ocean world.

I was very happy at the time. I transformed back into my true form, a giant dragon, to control typhoons, sneak into the turbulent waves like tsunamis, chase flying fish, and roll down from the top of the waves. As the top predator in the sea, all the monsters in the ocean world surrendered.

He truly became the overlord.

Dive into the deep sea.

The undersea cliff is drilled through, and the rough and majestic Dragon Palace is majestic and domineering.

Unfortunately, it has now become a marine life paradise.

In the world of the sea, Bai Yujun can control the weather, storms, tornadoes, and even condense super typhoons as he pleases. He is free and happy.

When you've had enough fun, fly to an extremely cold place.

Break off the iceberg and push the huge iceberg like a mountain into the tropical sea.

The ocean was boiling that day, and all kinds of sea monsters gathered around the glacier, attracting countless ordinary marine creatures, which satisfied a certain dragon's penchant for mischief and played in a variety of ways.

Of course, a lot of sea water and creatures have been installed in the world of Little Breaking Ball, but I don’t dare to install too many.

Afraid of destroying the balance of the original world.

Each little world contains a little bit, and a little adds up to a lot.

The hazy water vapor drifted away, and the leisurely teahouse was still in front of us.

Take a sip of tea.

Mortals can't see his true face. With his eyes, Old Huixian saw a certain person with white pointed ears dangling, happily wagging his dragon's tail, and taking a sip of crude tea. He was so happy that he secretly decided to go back to the temple without bringing out the fine bamboo leaves and green tea to entertain him, and left it to be sold later to buy bricks.

watt.

Bai Yujun remembered something.

"By the way, the atmosphere in the town has always been so good?"

"That's not true. It's been great since Monkey Donor came to stay here for a short time. Three hundred miles around is Monkey Donor's territory. The emperor once approved it by decree and made Monkey Donor the King of Nanjun."

"cough……"

Wipe your mouth with your sleeve.

I can't continue drinking this tea, that monkey was actually made king.

It is estimated that the emperor will be happy to drink three jars of strong wine, and the aggressive and violent monsters will be crowned as princes. Who dares to invade the territory and start an army? An easy and stable border is better than an iron barrel. Neighboring countries will not start an army unless their heads are kicked by a donkey demon.

, what about the salary? I guess one basket of sweet peaches per year is enough.

As for the atmosphere in the town, haha, the troublemakers must have been beaten to death, right?

Grab a handful of coins and throw them on the table.

"After a long walk, we went up the mountain and saw the spring water of Zhuquan Temple brewing green bamboo leaves. It suddenly occurred to me that I had not tasted it for many years."

Carrying a knife, he walked slowly with old Huixian, who was all patched up.

I passed by a butcher shop and bought ten pounds of bacon...

Get out of town.

Go into the mountains.

Outside the town, the green hills and sea of ​​bamboos are verdant.

There is a light mist halfway up the mountain.

The red lips are pressed against the bamboo flute, playing the fairy music. Who is playing the flute in the water? Crossing the wooden bridge, I pass by the farmer wearing a raincoat leading the stubborn farm cow. A certain Bai restrained his dragon power to prevent the cow from jumping into the river. Far away

Looking at Zhuquan Mountain from a distance, it is still the same.

The green bamboos are like washing and clouds are growing, and the stone paths are slippery.

Deep in the mountains, there is an ancient spring so clear that you can see the bottom. Zhuquan Temple is a temple that only has bamboo and springs.

At the edge of the spring, Qing Ling, dressed in green, fetched water from a ladle. Her long hair hung down, and the ends of her hair fell into the reflection. She suddenly froze when she saw the woman in white clothes in the reflection.

"elder sister……"

He stood up hurriedly and rushed over happily. Bai Yujun caught it with a happy smile.

"Silly girl, we have only been separated for three hundred years. You should be careful about your appearance and be reserved. The master is still here. Why is it so embarrassing for a majestic demon to wipe his tears?"

Compared with a certain Bai, Qing Ling is a pure snake demon.

She is weak, boneless and lazy, yet lively, cute, smart and weird.

Qing Ling hugged Bai Yujun tightly.

He pouted and complained.

"Sister...ever since you transformed into a dragon, you have rarely been as carefree as before. Is it worth it to become a god and end up like this?"

"well……"

Speechless, only a helpless sigh.

Is it worth it if I want to be free but have all the trouble? I may never find the answer.

Let’s go back to Zhuquan Temple together.

He heard the sound of wood chipping echoing in the forest in the distance. Old Huixian said that the monkeys learned carpentry at the foot of the mountain and were repairing the broken door of the temple. Perhaps because monkeys have a special understanding of trees and are extremely skilled in carpentry.

It's normal. If the wild monkeys in the mountains don't understand the trees, they will jump to death by breaking branches.

Xiao Shitou helped me, and my bald head was covered with sweat.

The snake demon boy patrols the mountain to protect Zhuquan Temple.

Iron Ball has made a rubbing of a ten-thousand-year-old tomb mural, and is reading through the classics to decipher the secrets of the mural. As the saying goes, both tomb robbers and archaeologists are traditional people, and all ancient events are clear to their hearts.
To be continued...