Bai Yujun feels that he has a strong ability to change Feng Shui.

The green bamboos are swaying in the gentle breeze. In the lush green bamboo forest, pangolins are lying on the ground eating ants. The green bamboos are gently swaying. A woman in white is lying on the green bamboos in mid-air and is swaying up and down. Her long skirt is flowing and three thousand green silk threads are hanging down naturally.

Busy playing with a two-foot-long green bamboo.

Open the bamboo joints carefully and hold it in front of your eyes so that you can see the other end through the bamboo tube.

Use a knife to drill holes...

Bamboo chips scattered one after another and landed on the head of the pangolin below. The pangolin that was eating ants looked up at the top of its head and continued to dig ant holes.

The green bamboo curved and swayed in the wind. Bai Yujun, who was sitting on it, looked at the exquisite bamboo flute in his hand and smiled.

Blow slightly in front of the small mouth of the cherry, and the green bamboo flute will make a pleasant sound.

The slender little hands jumped flexibly to change the airflow and played the music, breaking countless flutes. Bai Yujun, who was almost killed by the thunder of the flute god, finally learned how to play. This is a good thing, at least he will not break it in the future.

musical instruments.

Pangolin Iron Ball raised his head and listened carefully to the sweet music echoing in the green bamboo forest...

A green poisonous snake with green bamboo leaves slid along the bamboo branches and landed on the shoulder of the lady in white. She stared curiously at this human-like creature, confused and confused as to why.

He reached out and touched the green triangular snake head with bamboo leaves, then gently put it back on the tree.

The bamboo forest stretches for dozens of miles, with the strong wind blowing and the green bamboo leaves rustling. The continuous bamboo forest is like the undulating waves of the ocean. It is a green painting and a poem with delicate emotions.

In the bamboo forest, Bai Yujun led the puppy-like iron ball away.

The green bamboo leaves are falling, the sound of the flute vibrates the forest, and the two lines of footprints are getting further and further away...

Bai Yujun went back.

Even if something went wrong with the Fuyao Sect, it would not be possible for him, who was barely considered a snake demon, to deal with it. A snake is a snake while it is alive. It is not advisable to seek death. Secretly tricking the opponent, turning around and running away is the way to go.

Just as sneakily as when he came, he walked in the remote mountains and wilderness, dived into the water when he encountered big rivers, stayed up day and night, and sneaked out of the south of the Yangtze River. He was good at lurking and hiding, and he was so careful that no one noticed him. It didn't take long for him to return.

The waters of the Yangtze River are completely hidden among thousands of water monsters.

Since ancient times, there have been countless water monsters in the waters of the Yangtze River, large and small. The weak ones are just bigger fish spirits. The strong ones can be on an equal footing with the heads of large sects and have countless monsters under them. They just dare not go ashore for fear of losing their home field advantage and being killed by humans.

The monks hunted and killed, so they rarely left the rivers.

After traveling for more than a month, we returned to Nanyuan Lake.

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There are countless secrets in the world.

There are always many strange people or monsters popping up in the world of Xianxia, ​​and various mysterious and strange skills are spread. The functions are beyond imagination. Maybe someone will know a mysterious spell.

Some secret arts are good at attacking and hurting people, while others are good at tracking, searching and even prediction and deduction.

All the big guys in the Fuyao Sect's main hall were staring closely at an old lady wearing black clothing from Jiuli in Southern Xinjiang.

Wearing black cloth, the whole body is covered with various ornaments, including some kind of animal bones, metal or hair. It has a primitive style. The hairstyle makes the monks who feel they are the orthodox monks of the Central Plains speechless. The face is covered with colorful tattoos.

There are some unknown symbols representing gods, and they are holding bone tools to perform secret arts.

I saw the old lady reciting a strange pronunciation in her mouth, a mysterious aura lingering around her body, and strange fluctuations that made the big bosses of the Demon Subduing Sect feel confused. This is a cultivation system that is completely different from that of the monks in the Central Plains.

Suddenly, the voice of the old lady in black from Southern Xinjiang suddenly rose in pitch, frightening all the big guys to the point where they almost didn't release their monsters.

After a while of chirping and chanting the mantra, the old lady gradually became quiet.

Everyone in Fuyao Sect knew that it was time to reveal the result, so they spent a lot of money to ask the high priest of Jiuli Kurobe to take action, hoping that the huge price would not be wasted.

Jiuli in southern Xinjiang is divided into black and white tribes, which are located on the edge of Shiwanda Mountain. Fu Yao Sect often goes to Shiwanda Mountain to capture monsters and has close contact with the black tribe. The two parties have an old relationship that has been cooperating for many years.

"High Priest, how about it?"

High Priest Kurobe did not answer immediately but took a short rest and spoke slowly.

"There is a demon white snake, which brings blessings to heaven and earth. The water flows into the south of the Yangtze River, ruining the feng shui of Junshan. The snake demon is a female."

The short words left everyone in the Fuyao Sect puzzled. Are you kidding me? The Fuyao Sect has dealt with so many monsters that they can’t even count them. When will they encounter a snake demon that can break the feng shui of a sect? What does the water entering Jiangnan mean? This

Is the high priest really capable or is he just fooling people...

Faced with the suspicious looks of some big bosses of the Demon Subduing Sect, the High Priest of the Kurobe looked unkind.

"If you don't believe it, why come to me? Have you ever found out the reason why the spiritual energy of your Demon Subduing Sect's mountain gate is not as thin as that of the villages below? I've already said what needs to be said, so there's no need to send it away!"

He asked two girls from the southern black tribe to come forward and help him before leaving.

Seeing this, the leader of the Fuyao Sect hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him. The Fuyao Sect was already in troubled times, and they had to build good relations with their former alliances. People were going up the mountain to seek revenge. The feng shui was broken.

The Shanda Formation is completely ineffective, and it is very necessary to have a strong ally at this time.

"High Priest, please don't be angry. I really don't understand why I would be so reckless. Please forgive me, High Priest."

Seeing that the leader was so polite, the old lady, the high priest, couldn't help but feel so heartless that she had to sit down.

"That is a unique white snake demon. It seems to be very low-level, but it can do many things that even powerful people cannot do. If your lord can capture it, I hope it will be given to me, Kurobe."

The head of Fuyao Sect is not stupid. If a little snake demon can do this, it will be a treasure.

"The white snake demon...who among you knows that there is this white snake demon that is evil to me, the Demon Subduing Sect?"

All the big guys looked at each other. Monsters have always been weak in the Central Plains and are living in an ignoble existence. Only in the endless Hundred Thousand Mountains is the sacred land of the monster clan with countless monsters. Although the Subduing Demon Sect is known as subduing monsters, it only cooperates with Jiuli Heibu.

As for the peripheral actions, there are countless great demons in the depths and there are even legends about the existence of spiritual beasts. This is evident from the fact that even Chunyang Palace does not dare to go deep.

Suddenly, the elder Guo Lian sitting in the back suddenly remembered a white snake...

An ordinary white snake cannot be so powerful, but how can a snake demon that was admitted to the mountain gate by the largest sect in the world, Chunyang Palace, be so simple? It is almost natural. Guo Lian firmly misunderstood that Yu Rong just picked up a snake and returned to the mountain to guard the gate.

I don't know that the evolution of White Snake has little to do with Chunyang Palace, it is purely self-creation.

"Master, I... I suspect a white snake demon."

"Oh? Tell me quickly!"

"I don't know if you still remember that I once spread the word that I was going to deal with a Chunyang Palace White Snake that killed my disciple..."

The hall became quiet.

These big guys easily thought together with Guo Lian, thinking that Chunyang Palace would not make an exception to adopt an ordinary snake demon, and it must be some kind of alien species from heaven and earth.
Chapter completed!