Late at night.

Bai Yujun felt that God had sent him as a coolie, which meant clearly that he would do the hard work.

The few men who stayed on the mountain digging soil planned to go down the mountain to rest, but when they reached the fork in the road, they stumbled back to the previous hill. After twisting and turning, they got somewhere and lost their way. They were so tired that they simply sat down and rested.

But he fell asleep quickly.

The moonlight illuminates the hills, and you can see a few strong men digging hard without lighting a fire, without saying a word, like a legendary sleepwalker...

Ordinary people would probably be scared to death if they saw it. It is really weird in the middle of the night.

There are paper flags, paper horses and other objects used in funerals placed in a compound at the foot of the mountain. In the dead of night, the fire in the brazier in front of the mourning hall is flickering and paper money is burning. Someone needs to watch over it at night. At this time, the others are somehow very sleepy and quickly fall asleep. Only

The young general slowly burned the paper money.

Just when the last handyman snored, the young general saw a soft white light in the sky outside illuminating the courtyard. He pinched his thigh in surprise and realized that it was not a dream. Could it be those cultivators?

The young general went out in plain clothes and was dumbfounded when he saw the sky above the courtyard clearly...

At about the height of the house, there was a vague dragon about two feet long swimming around. He had seen the murals in the temple and knew that the slender body with four claws was a dragon. It was like a ball of light that kept circling like a ball of thread, soft and soft.

The white light felt very comfortable on his body, and the young general was surprised by the sudden appearance of the mysterious white dragon.

The blurry dragon froze and looked down.

Bai Yujun felt that with this skill, he would not have to worry about food and drink in the future. However, he finally had the opportunity to mobilize the world's luck to use it. To put it bluntly, he was able to do it by borrowing the opportunity given by God. The effect was good, and the human emperor was dumbfounded.

Then, the young man heard Long say a few words in a soft, pleasant and low voice.

"The fork in the road leads to Yu, and the morning glow rises in the east."

Anyway, I felt that I should say this, so I said it. After saying it, I turned my head and disappeared upward, returning to the mysterious world to continue regulating my luck, or to continue doing hard work.

The young people in the yard didn't understand what Long said just now. Some people had woken up at this time. After questioning, they found that they were sleeping deeply and did not hear any sound. Those eight words were like a curse in their hearts.

Echo, fork in the road? Which fork in the road? What does Xiang Yu mean?

The young general, who was constantly stressed and exhausted, fell asleep unconsciously. When he woke up, people in the yard were already preparing for the funeral.

There is a dedicated person responsible for instructing what steps to do. The cries of the female family members are accompanied by the clinking sound of carpenters swinging hammers and coffins being closed. No one feels scared or frightened. It is a very strange phenomenon. Normally, I must be worried about being hit by evil spirits or having an accident. Today

No one really has uncomfortable thoughts.

Because there is a dragon-shaped aura looming over the house, and this little trick doesn't work, not to mention the ghost, even the ghost king has to escape.

The men tied the coffin tightly with ropes and wooden poles.

"Lift the coffin~!"

With a shout, the coffin was lifted, and the young general in plain clothes led the way. The procession left the courtyard and walked towards the back mountain amidst the cries of the female relatives, with paper flags fluttering and paper money flying...

My head was a little confused, and I kept thinking about what those eight words meant as I walked in front of the team.

When he reached the forked road in the back mountain, the young general's head went cold and he suddenly woke up. The forked road...isn't this a forked road! What does the forked road to the elm mean? The elm...elm tree?

Then he was dumbfounded. There was a big elm tree beside the mountain road in the opposite direction to the one he had chosen yesterday. It was exactly the direction of the mountain he had been optimistic about before.

What to do? Which way to go?

I heard that Shenlong went to that mountain without preparing how to bury him? If Lao Gao hadn't done everything before the sun was born, it would be a violation of the rules. But if he went to the mountain col to choose the burial site and was at odds with Shenlong, what should he do?

Sometimes things are destined to happen by fate. When the young general was in danger, one of his subordinates who was helping with the funeral saw the elm tree and accidentally said something.

"Oh~what a big elm tree~"

Now that I had a choice in my mind, I would just do what Shenlong said. At worst, everyone present would dig the soil temporarily.

Turn around and lead the way towards the back mountain...

After walking for a while, the young general felt a little regretful. He couldn't turn back and could only keep moving forward. Anyway, he just had to keep moving forward. A dignified dragon couldn't lie to a little person like himself, right?

what's the situation?

What's amazing is that the guys who were scheduled to break ground on the mountain yesterday actually appeared on a quiet lawn. The men were as tired as dead pigs lying on the ground and refused to get up. The graveyard had been dug and was just the right size. Now the young general couldn't help but

Do not lament the wonders of the world.

Those strong men were really tired. They worked very hard yesterday to dig a stone pit. They didn't eat or rest. They came here and dug for half a night...

When everyone gathered together and took a look, I begged you! The dirt at the bottom of the pit looked like dragon scales!

He neatly lowered the coffin and buried it in the earth. Just after finishing the work, someone discovered something unusual.

"Look to the sky!"

When I looked up, I saw a colorful morning glow in the sky. It was very beautiful. Looking at the morning glow, I felt exhausted and comfortable. The birds chirped crisply in the morning, the flowers and grass were fragrant, and there were colorful clouds. It was very auspicious.

"The fork in the road leads to the elm, and the morning glow rises in the east... It's really the dragon's blessing." The young general muttered.

Bai Yujun thought that he would stop doing this in the future. This big monster actually helped people organize funerals? Where is the face of Jiao? Just look up at the sky and forget it. He can't afford to offend him. When he transforms into a dragon and ascends, he will never flatter him again.

Beat the beard.

On the huge mountain peak in the southern wilderness, the sleeping giant white dragon snorted and flicked its tail, as if to vent its dissatisfaction.

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Territory boundaries.

Tie Qiu was still counting the time with his fingers, mumbling about when Qing Ling would bring reinforcements.

I don’t know what happened in Yunyao Ancient Village. The masters suddenly evacuated. The monsters ran wildly and cheered without any obstruction. I don’t know how hard they cheered. Beyond this place, they were all monster kings.

In this realm, in addition to the demon king, there is also a demon king. There are a bunch of monsters that even the Central Plains people can't defeat, and they dare to come to the Southern Wilderness where the Central Plains people don't dare to run wild. His brain is a good thing.

For lunch, we had grilled fish. The supplies sent from the territorial town were delicious and filling. After two days of exhaustion, it was so comforting to eat a delicious grilled fish.

You are not afraid of ghosts in the deep mountains and old forests. If there are ghosts, you can catch them and tease them to calm the atmosphere.

All of you here are monsters. With strong energy and blood and cultivation level, any ghost dares to come out and be defeated. Only the Age of Ending Dharma can be a happy time for ghosts and ghost cultivators.

Tie Qiu and Lu Gui squatted on the tree and ate grilled fish. The tree was open and bright, the scenery was good, and it was windy and comfortable.

"Old turtle, what on earth do you think the boss is doing? It's not dormant. It feels so dangerous that I don't even dare to get close."

While Iron Ball was talking, he flicked a small fly with his finger. There were so many small flies in the mountains and forests. They buzzed around the head all day and tried to get into the eyes, ears and nostrils.

Lu Gui chewed the grilled fish in two mouthfuls and swallowed it.

"It should be a big deal. I feel like the territory is getting more and more magical." After thinking about it, he continued.

"It's like it's getting better every day, the water is clearer and the mountains are greener. Usually, the speed of cultivation here is faster than outside. Everything King Jiao does has deep meaning."
Chapter completed!