When I first woke up in the morning, I looked at the mountains full of clouds and mist. White snakes were walking through the sea of clouds like dragons playing in the sea. The snakes sleeping in the mist gradually woke up. They shook their heads and wondered why they fell asleep at night.
Many snakes feel light-headed and have many thoughts that snakes do not have.
The Lingshan Mountain is beautiful and the sea of mist is misty. The villagers at the foot of the mountain only feel that the Wanshe Mountain today is taller and more mysterious than in the past. A child suddenly saw a white figure flying over the top of the mountain, and shouted excitedly: "Snake! Big snake! Will you?"
fly!"
The old man was startled, and he hurriedly covered the child's mouth and muttered: "Forgive me the gods, forgive me the immortals, forgive me the willow immortals. The children are stupid and don't know how to respect gods. They have no intention of colliding with each other. Please don't blame me!"
On the top of the mountain, Bai Jun's huge snake body coiled around the top of the mountain, overlooking his Ten Thousand Snake Mountains in the sea of clouds.
The snakes are at ease, hunting, sleeping, reproducing, growing old and dying, life after life.
Bai Jun used to worry that if there were too many snake demons in Wan Snake Mountain, they would scheming and deceitful like humans.
But now, he feels that there are too many living things in the mountains and forests of Nuo, and there are too few intelligent people, which makes him feel that it is too cold at high places.
I don't know if Hirayama-kun is dead, or maybe he fled somewhere to recuperate from his injuries.
Black Bear Spirit is really dead, and so is Hu Qiniang, but he may not have the same back-up plan as Bai Jun. Who can know everything about these things?
But at least, in the area to the north of the Qinnan Mountains, there is no demon dominating within a radius of thousands of miles. He, Bai Jun, can barely be regarded as the overlord of this area.
Behind him, Qing Cangyou crawled over, looking at the white snake coiled in the clouds and mist, feeling an indescribable spirituality.
Bai Jun turned around and saw Qing Snake, and said: "Qing Cang, you should go to Black Mountain to practice in the future. Although it was cut off by Lord Pingshan, it is still a high mountain.
Moreover, the vitality of heaven and earth in the mountain is much richer than that of Wan Snake Mountain. Without divine power to suppress it, it is quite suitable for you."
Qingcang nodded happily after hearing this, as if he had a new home, "Okay, brother. I will go to Black Mountain to practice and strive to transform as soon as possible."
"Haha, how can you transform so quickly? You need to be extremely cautious. You must remember not to rush in hastily." Bai Jun warned.
"Got it!" Green Snake ran towards Montenegro without looking back, like a child who has finally been freed after being restrained at home for a long time.
Bai Jun laughed helplessly. It was time for the green snake to grow up. It needed a world of its own. If it wanted to transform into a dragon, it couldn't just be a long insect that just followed him around to laze around and enjoy life.
Black Mountain is a spiritual mountain for spiritual practice. Although the Black Wind Monster is dead, there are still dozens of demons and monsters in the mountain, and they will definitely fight for their ownership. He wants to see what choice the Green Snake will make after arriving, whether to kill everyone.
I am the only one who can dominate the demons, so I should subdue all the demons and cultivate deep in the mountains.
A black demon pill rises up and floats quietly in the air. It contains a thousand years of hard training of a great demon incarnation. Devouring and refining it can increase the demon's power by one or two hundred years.
Bai Yan didn't have this idea. Devouring the wrong demon power would only cause his own pure demon power to become mottled and messy. Moreover, after all, other people's cultivation would lead to instability even if it was used for his own use.
Naturally, it is not as good as the spiritual grass favored by heaven and earth, which can save you from hard work and increase your Taoism.
He wanted to use this demon elixir to refine a Dharma body, shape the original image of Shinto, and sit in the Liuxian Divine Realm to take care of the human world for him, so as to avoid being distracted when practicing.
However, his level of demon cultivation is still too shallow, with less than five hundred years of Taoism, and the risk is too great, so he can only wait until later to see.
As for the corpses of the monsters, Bai Jun did not touch them. Returning to nature was the best destination.
Bai Jun was coiled on the top of the mountain. He was comprehending the vastness and insignificance of the creatures in the world. Pingshan Jun's sword gave him a great impact. The Qi King in Xiong Yao's mouth must have been a peerless swordsman.
In the Qinnan Mountains, there is really a lot of involvement. After all, it is the boundary between the human and demon clans.
In the southernmost part of the Qinan Mountains, there is the demon domain, demon country, and demon city established by the demon king. There is a world of demons, and 90% of the demons in the world are gathered there.
With Bai Jun's not too bright mind, he could guess that it was probably those immortals and demon kings who made an agreement of mutual harmony between the two tribes in the Qinan Mountains. This was used as the boundary of the territory, and the two tribes maintained harmony with each other.
Therefore, as long as there are no experts who suddenly appear, this is the safest place for Bai Jun.
The white snake sat on the top of the mountain, looking at the clouds, watching the sun, and swallowing the moon. He imagined that sword in his mind, its unparalleled aura, and his intuition about life and death. He didn't have much extravagant hope to understand something from the sword.
Come, but if you don’t understand the phenomenon, it will definitely not happen.
It wasn't until seventeen years later that Bai Jun turned 300 years old.
This year, he chose to shed a hundred-year-old dead skin dragon robe on the top of the mountain. His whole body was covered with severe numbness and itching. He violently hit the rocks and slapped the strange rock walls with his body, like a dragon making waves in the sea and clouds and mist flying.
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A few hours later, Bai Jun crawled out of the snake's slough with difficulty and lay paralyzed on the top of the mountain. Watching the clouds in the sky gathering and dispersing, he felt inexplicably calm in his heart.
This time he shed his skin, he no longer realized the magic by chance, but his body once again grew to twenty feet long!
Such a giant snake will make even the most daring human being take a breath of cold air when seeing it, or even be frightened to death.
When Bai Jun raised his head, his golden snake eyes exuded a frightening luster, as if he could look directly into his soul.
He found that his eyes could see more clearly, and he could see hundreds of miles at a glance. His field of vision was wide, and he could see the true meaning of the forms of all things in the world.
"Unknowingly, it has been three hundred years!"
Bai Jin sighed, put away his transformed dragon robe, took off nine pieces of snake scales and sent them to his neighbor's cave.
After a while, countless carnivorous ants flew out of the hole, devouring the phosphorus armor. However, their teeth were not sharp enough, and after biting for a long time, they only scraped off some scraps.
Bai Jin looked at the little black ants that were biting his teeth and laughed out loud.
He picked up the snake slough, sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, spread it across his legs and waited for the bright moon to rise.
The blue sky turned from blue to red, and the whole world illuminated by the setting sun was warm and beautiful. Bai Zhen in the rays of light stroked the longyi she shed over and over again, eliminating impurities on it.
When the sky light turns from red to dark, the stars on the horizon gradually appear, stars twinkle inadvertently, and the crescent moon hangs high like a crescent bow, shedding soft moonlight.
Bai Jun stretched out his hand and threw it, the dragon robe flew up, and the moon shone on it. He used his demonic power to breathe out the power of Taiyin Shaoyin, and a strand of condensed leather flowed on the dragon robe.
Monsters in the world are not good at using treasures and mostly resort to sorcery. This is probably because spiritual treasures are rare, magic weapons are difficult to refine, and monsters with low intelligence find it difficult to refine weapons.
However, demons have a long lifespan, often hundreds or thousands of years. Even if they have no treasures or materials, the hair, horns and bones on their bodies have become treasures. Therefore, demons take materials from their bodies and use demon power to warm and refine them day and night to obtain demon treasures.
His magical powers are unpredictable and his mind and matter are connected.