A moving snowy scene moved strangely in the desert full of flying sand, and Yan Yu stood in place, no longer making any movement except for constantly looking at the aura pill stuffed into his mouth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This moving snow scene soon came to the front of the rain, and the surrounding wind and sand were replaced by snowflakes, and the endless white snow slowly fell, making the rain seem to lose his mind for a moment.

"Girl, if you don't dislike it, Bai Meng is willing to give the girl a ride."

A gentle voice slowly came from the front, accompanied by a man in a white robe, and the only thing that did not set off this scene was that the man in white was actually followed by two sick women......

"Thank you for the kindness of the child, the little girl doesn't want to take advantage of this trial......"

After saying this, Yu Yu turned his head, intending to bypass this snowy scene and go to the deepest part of the Void Land alone. For this man in white, Yan Yu has always had a faint sense of danger in his heart, so he doesn't plan to live with him at all.

The man in white standing in front of Yi Yu looked at Yan Yu who rejected his good intentions, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a touch of ridicule appeared on his face. I saw him raise one hand, and a huge strange force instantly appeared on Yu Yu's body.

It was accompanied by a feeling of numbness, and for a while, the rain suddenly forgot the heart of resistance. Let the man in white forcibly drag himself into the snow.

When the rain was deep in the snow, the man in white smiled slightly and said indifferently.

"Where Bai Meng passes, where the snowflakes fall, if you ask Bai Meng who it is, please watch the snowflakes fall......

A flower is a world, a snow is a dream......

Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, such as dreams, such as the phantom moon, if it is away from flowers, a flower and a world, a snow and a white dream......

…………

It wasn't until a moment later that Yan Yu realized that he had been forcibly taken into the snow by the man in white. Looking at the slowly falling snowflakes around her, she was slightly intoxicated, and she once again forgot about the abduction, and completely calmed down.

A day later, the moving snow scene met a monk in the desert again, this monk was a man, green clothes and white boots, especially a handful of dust in his hand, giving people an otherworldly appearance.

This person's facial features are quite exquisite, and at first glance he is only in his early twenties, but the light flashing in this person's eyes from time to time makes people exclaim in their hearts, this person is extraordinary!

When the man in white saw the young monk with a dust whisk in his hand, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he walked towards the young monk in an instant.

The snowy scene followed the footsteps of the man in white, step by step towards the young monk.

When the snowy scene came to the young monk, the man in white chuckled lightly and said lightly.

"If Daoyou don't dislike it, Bai Meng is willing to give Daoyou a ride"

After saying this, Bai Meng's body took a step back, raised his right hand, swung back, and said softly, "Please".

The young monk with a whisk in his hand took a deep look at the man in white, hesitated for a moment, and then leaped into the snow.

When the young monk came to the snowy scene, his eyes suddenly enlarged, and he looked very surprised, and he spoke.

"Why didn't Xiao Dao feel the loss of spiritual power after entering this snowy scene, let alone the coercion and exclusion that had always existed before?"

The man in white stood in the middle of the snowy scene, walking forward step by step, and Yan Yu was sitting cross-legged at this time, as if his body had been submerged in the heavy snow, if it weren't for his body flying slowly, this young monk might not be able to spot Yan Yu with the naked eye.

"Because Daoyou is in the world of Bai Meng, where Bai Meng is the main thing, and Daoyou is a guest, Bai Meng naturally will not let Daoyou, who is a guest, feel uncomfortable......"

After hearing this, the young monk with a whisk in his hand clenched his fist at the man in white and spoke.

"Xiaodao a Buddha, this time I came to the land of nothingness, eager to find an opportunity to break through the Yuan infancy, I don't know the name of the friend and this female benefactor......"

"In the next white dream, white dream of white dreams, white dreams of white dreams ......"

After saying this, the man in white seemed to think of something funny, and suddenly burst out laughing, giving people a strange feeling......

At this time, Yan Yu was meditating on his knees, his eyes were tightly closed, and he kept calculating and deducing the mystery of the snow scene of the man in white. For this Buddha's words, Yu Yu could hear it, but he didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

Soon after Qiang Yu was captured by the man in white into the snowy scene, Qiang Yu entered this state of deduction, whether it was the strangeness of the snow scene here, or her sixth sense from a woman, she told herself that there was something wrong with this white dream......

The Buddha stood in the middle of the snow, his body moving slowly with the snow, as if waiting for the rain to answer his question.

After waiting for a while, I saw that the woman who was drowning in the snow was still silent, as if she was not interested in herself, this Buddha is also a person of interest, sat down alone, closed her eyes and recovered her spiritual power.

For this kind of embarrassing thing, a Buddha didn't care much about it. After all, when this Buddha walked alone in this desert place, he was very tired. Such a good opportunity to rest, naturally, is rest-oriented,

On the third day, the snow again met a monk, who was burly-looking, shirtless, and had a strangely shaped pendant around his neck. On the lower half of the body, a trouser made of cloth hangs a yellow gourd.

The big man walked alone in the desert, and from time to time he picked up the gourd hanging from his waist, took a sip, and then continued to walk forward.

When Bai Meng found this burly man, a faint smile appeared on his face and walked towards this burly man.

After Bai Meng's snow scene came to the big man's side, he said lightly. "If Daoyou doesn't dislike it, Bai Meng is willing to give Daoyou a ride."

As soon as he heard this, the burly man glanced at the three people behind Bai Meng, and then took a big step and came to Bai Meng's side.

Looking around again, the burly man clenched his fists and spoke. "In the sinking of the earth, thank you for ......"

Bai Meng walked forward slowly at this time, and when he heard the big man's words, he replied, "Under Bai Meng, Bai Meng's Bai, Bai Meng's Dream ......"

After saying this, Bai Meng seemed to think of something funny again, and suddenly laughed again, which made the Buddha behind him very puzzled......

"In the next Buddha, like Shen Daoyou, he is the blessing of Bai Menggongzi, and he can go to the deepest part of the void with the wind......"

After a few words of greeting, the two sat down and resumed their cultivation. And this big man sat next to the rain, and from time to time he would take a look at the rain.

However, in the conversation with a Buddha, Dahan inadvertently thought that the woman who was submerged in snow was an unlucky ghost who had been frozen to death......

On the sixth day when the rain sat in the snowy scene of this white dream, a pair of monks appeared in front of him again, a man and a woman.

The woman was wearing a conspicuous red dress with a white jade pendant pinned to her waist, on which the word rain was written.

The woman in red had long hair, walking in the desert, still blown by the wind and sand, but was resisted by several fast-spinning red gold medals around her. No amount of wind and sand can blow into her.

And the man next to the woman in red was wearing a green coat, like a woman in red, and there were several red gold medals flying around him to resist the wind and sand, but this man's cultivation was obviously lower than that of the woman in red, and it was a little difficult to resist.

After Bai Meng saw the man and the woman, a faint smile appeared on his face again, and he walked towards the two of them in a step.

At this time, a Buddha naturally noticed the faint smile on Bai Meng's face, and his eyes narrowed slightly, and the whole person seemed to be much more cautious.

After a while, this snow scene appeared next to the man and woman, and Bai Meng's figure appeared in front of the two, smiled indifferently, and said softly.

"If the two Taoist friends don't dislike it, Bai Meng is willing to give the two Taoist friends a ride."

The man and woman looked at Bai Meng, and then at the person behind Bai Meng, only to see the woman in red smile slightly, and then walked into the snow.

And the man behind him also followed into the snowy scene. When the two of them arrived in the snow, they both felt the difference between this place and the outside world, but they didn't say much.

Instead, she sat down alone and immediately regained her spiritual power, and after a stick of incense, the woman in red began to look at the people in the snowy scene.

Bai Menggongzi, who was walking in the middle of the snowy scene, and two sick women behind him, these three women in red didn't care after a slight sweep.

Finally, his eyes fell on the burly man Shen Jingtian, and after looking at it, he clenched his fists and spoke.

"Dare to ask this fellow Daoist if he is a physical cultivator?"

As soon as these words came out, the burly man laughed and said heroically, "Haha! The girl has good eyesight, the deity is indeed a body cultivation, and now you can see at a glance that the deity is a body cultivator, there are very few people!

This girl has good eyesight......"

The woman in red covered her face and smiled, and said lightly, "Where, where...... The deity has a friend who also happens to be a physical cultivator, so I just know a little bit about it. ”

After hearing the conversation between the two, a Buddha who was meditating next to him came over and looked at the burly man with a strange gaze.

"Physical cultivation! There are few monks in this world who will choose the path of physical cultivation, is Shen Daoyou really physical cultivation? ”

Shen Jingtian laughed again and spoke. "I was selected by my master and has been practicing physical arts since I can remember.

I'm Shen Jingtian is a matter of physical cultivation, so naturally there will be no fake ......"

This "body cultivation" is the same as that of immortal cultivators. They all become immortals through cultivation, but the paths are slightly different, but the final path is the same, cultivating to become immortals.

"Physical cultivation" is the cultivation of the physical body, and through continuous cultivation, challenge the limits of one's body. In the end, the flesh shook the sky and became an immortal!

And the common immortal cultivators are all primordial gods, cultivating spells. One is to repair the inside, and the other is to repair the outside!

"Physical cultivation" cultivates the physical body and cultivates oneself! Ordinary immortal cultivators cultivate the primordial gods and cultivate spell foreign objects!

And the cultivation process of "physical cultivation" is much more difficult than that of ordinary monks, and with the continuous change of the times, there are very few monks in this Tianxuan Continent who can cultivate physical arts!

A few people exchanged a few words again, only to see the burly man look at the woman in red beside him, and suddenly clenched his fists and spoke.

"I don't know this girl's name, she is shocking in the lower Shen, and she is from Xianmen!"

Hearing the big man's words, the woman in red smiled faintly, glanced at Shen Jingtian meaningfully, and clenched her fists and said without hurrying.

"It's raining down, from the ...... of the Southern Regions"