Bai Yu? Leaning on the railing and looking at the Endless Mountains of the Southern Wilderness.kan121

The gentle breeze brings the unique wild and primitive atmosphere of Shiwanda Mountain. Countless creatures are born in this ancient forest, either fighting for food or growing quietly, with hope and sadness, and slowly grow old and return to the forest soil, endlessly living.

Interpreting the reincarnation of nature...

White water vapor rises from the endless undulating mountains and forests, birds hover, and the roars of beasts echo.

Mu Si Bai Yu held the dragon horns on her shoulders and smiled. She also liked this land full of life.

Moubai opened his arms, closed his eyes and breathed in the air of his hometown. The breeze blew away the silk in his ears and itched his face. What he heard with his pointed ears was the gentle sound of wind, and his white skirt fluttered gently. There is no intoxicating beauty like the fairyland here.

, but it is shockingly beautiful...

"That's great~"

For some reason, his eyes flickered and he saw a small earth-yellow broken ball.

I can't see anything when I open my eyes. Recently, I always dream about lying on a small broken ball. When I'm bored, I kick on the broken ball and make it spin around. I don't know why I'm kicking on it. I just want to do that.

Did it.

"It would be great if... that little broken ball also had forests and seas~"

"What?"

Mu heard the greetings in his head and couldn't figure out what a small broken ball was.

"It's just such a big ball, um, yes, it's just that big, it's fun~"

Bai Bai used his arm to indicate the size of the ball. He felt that it was not obvious, so he used magic to make a small earth-yellow ball. But he also felt that it was not too vivid, so he made a magic floating dragon to jump on the ball and fly around.

"..."

Like to spin the ball?

Mu still doesn’t understand. He thinks that every dragon likes to have different dreams. He is a tree, not a dragon. In Mu’s opinion, dreaming about making balls and playing with them all day long is not as good as weaving bird’s nests, attracting birds to live in, hatching birds, and watching the birds every day.

He raised his neck and opened his mouth, looking very happy to be fed.

"Where are you hiding? I can vaguely sense your body but I can't determine the location. My other abilities haven't changed much. You have used your concealment talent to its fullest."

"Probably right there~"

Bai Yu pointed at a certain place in the blue sky, and Mu finally showed up exactly where he was hiding.

"It's not peaceful outside. If you feel homesick, come back and have a look."

"Well, the outside is very big, full of crises but with infinite possibilities. It is even broader. The most intuitive thing is war. From war, we can see the truest essence. There is no edge or any safety in the huge battlefield. Every existence is

Incomparably small, the flames burned the earth and roasted the sky red, and black smoke enveloped the world..."

He talks to himself about the truest side of the vast sea of ​​stars. What he sees is not enjoying the comfort of immortal magic. What he sees is still the battlefield of Minglan Star. Looking at the planet from outer space, he only sees black and red covering the world, death and despair.

The flame is dark red in the darkness.

The spell shines with the most splendid light, and the murderous intention is awe-inspiring.

Battleships returning to the fairy world full of corpses, countless coffins.

Bai Yu? He is not the kind of ostrich who only knows how to enjoy life and deceive himself about the beauty of the world. He is more willing to pay attention to the crisis. How can there be any quiet years, but there are strangers and brave men who carry the burden for us.

A certain dragon does not want to be a blind man who has no sense of security and only knows how to enjoy life. Once faced with a crisis, he will be as panicked as a child. He just wants to understand the nature of the world.

Use your own blood to fight for your own survival space, pick up weapons, and live on.

…

Shenhua Mountain.

The thunderstorm flew half way down, and the frost and snow were on top.

Waterfalls hang in deep streams and cliffs for thousands of meters, thousands of rocks reach the sea, clouds and mist billow in the middle of the mountain, and pavilions and temples rise and fall. Chunyang Palace is as quiet as ever, and the Pengque Green Altar is bright with the sun shining brightly. I can understand the wonders of the Tao.

Behind the Qingxu Palace is the grand hall dedicated to the ancestors.

The clone opened his eyes, and his eyes were more agile than before. Bai Yu? Come back and see how Chunyang Palace is doing. By the way, you can upgrade this scale to the top of the Mahayana stage to ensure that Chunyang Palace has a peak master at all times.

Sit in charge.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that I was being enshrined on a god's throne. I thought I had mistakenly landed in Longze County, but after a closer look, it was clear that the Chunyang painter was too lazy to paint the portrait and just let the avatar stand on the god's seat.

"It would be better if you put a soft pillow on the god's seat. It would be comfortable to lie down on."

Get up, fly out of the main hall lightly in the air, and go to the stone pavilion on the rocky ridge at the back of the mountain, just to enjoy the scenery.

By the way, he showed his strength and power to intimidate Xiaoxiao. The beast made the most important promise. He promised his master to be optimistic about Shenhua Mountain and could not break his promise. He must keep his promise.

In the main hall, the little girl was preparing to offer incense every day, but suddenly she found that Patriarch Bailong was missing!

"What a disaster! The founder is lost~"

Back mountain.

Standing in the stone pavilion on the mountain ridge, feeling the luck, the dragon's face is blank.

"The luck of Chunyang Palace has improved to a higher level because I transformed into a dragon and ascended. This dragon is worthy of being the most mysterious beast. In the future, if I have no money, I can improve the cemetery and residence for others. I hope someone can afford the price."

There are no storage bags or tea leaves, so I dig out stones to make teapots, gather snow from the mountains, boil the snow and taste the water, and look at the sea.

With the help of Shenhua Mountain's dragon veins, the clone's strength was increased. The movement was too great and the special fluctuations attracted the attention of many real people in Chunyang Palace. They all flew up the mountain with their swords to investigate the situation. It was none other than Master Chunyang Ye.

Ye Zi, who was wearing a Taoist robe as a leader, was slightly stunned when he saw Shi Ting's figure.

Before her ascension, Sister Bailong left her scales to clone herself in the Qingxu Palace, adjusting her luck and occasionally teaching young disciples how to practice. She usually stayed motionless like a statue when she was on the throne. Today... it seemed different from before, she felt like she was really alive.

Could it be...

He led the other real people down and stood outside the pavilion.

"Meet Uncle Bai~"

Ye Zi and many Chunyang Mahayana masters saluted respectfully. The master of Qingxu Palace understood the mystery after just a moment's thought, and was extremely excited. This is the only immortal among the many ascended masters in Chunyang who has returned to Huashan. He only needs to point out one or two tops.

I practiced hard for hundreds of years on weekdays.

Baiyu? Turn your back to everyone and look at the snow in Huashan Mountain. Take a mouthful of snow water into your throat and close your eyes to taste it.

"Well, I just came back to take a look and improve the clone's strength. You did a good job."

As an older generation, you shouldn't speak too fast. The calmer the better. You can put your hands behind your back like a tall person and express the sense of vicissitudes of life. In fact, you can't tell the vicissitudes of life with such an immortal appearance.

"Uncle Master, you praised me. This is what I should do."

Leaves smile.

Although he is the head of Chunyang Palace, Ye Zi prefers the Southern Wilderness snake demon territory. Because of this, Shenhua Mountain has a very good relationship with the Southern Wilderness snake demon clan and the Jiuli Bai tribe. They have become allies to advance and retreat together.

It was only with the recommendation of Yang that the emperor of the world agreed to the powerful army of snake demons entering the Central Plains to eliminate demons.

"How to deal with the invasion of monsters? Is there a tide of zombies doing evil in the far north ice field?"

"Reporting to Uncle Master, the disciples in the sect will rebuild their bases in various places, work with the snake demon army to kill the evil spirits, and ensure peace in the world. They will also support the savage tribes in the snowy mountains of the North and work together to clear away the remnants of the corpse tide."

In recent years, Chunyang has returned to its peak due to improved luck. Driven by Ye Zi, the rare leader of Zixu, it has rebuilt its base and restored its prestigious reputation as the No. 1 Divine Sect in the world.

"very good."

I had nothing to do and sat in the stone pavilion chatting with Ye Zi.

The masters took the opportunity to bring their outstanding disciples to meet Bai Yu? Seeing the immortals increased the ability of the younger disciples to practice. Obviously, the masters did not understand the thoughts of the young disciples.

"Greetings to the ancestor~"

The most outstanding young disciples of several generations of Chunyang bent down and saluted. The older one was in his twenties, and the younger one was five or six years old, with a snot-filled nose and candies hidden in his pockets.
Chapter completed!