Murong Zhongtian was full of spirits, and he was extremely happy to see Zhan Qingyu: "The three brothers and I have been separated for many days, and now they have become famous in the Xuan Netherworld, and we have a drunk tonight." ”

"Zhongtian, don't drink so much wine. Zhang Sheng said: "Let's talk more about the current situation, I'm afraid that you will miss the right thing when you drink." ”

Zhan Qingyu smiled but did not answer, looking at Murong Zhongtian and Zhang Sheng.

"Hey?" Murong Zhongtian glared and said: "I'm the boss, big brother, do you know? You are all my Murong Zhongtian's brothers, I drink when I say drink, are you afraid that you won't drink too much and make a fool of yourself?"

"Okay, big brother, big brother has the final say!" Zhang Sheng glanced at Zhan Qingyu, and saw that there was nothing to say, so he had to obey Murong Zhongtian's meaning.

The small wine cup is not enjoyable, change the big one! The big one is still enjoyable, change the wine bowl! The wine bowl is still a little smaller, come and serve the whole pot of good wine!

"! blow to the mouth!

There was a crackling sound, and an hour passed quietly, and the three of them also made a detailed analysis of the current situation.

Black Prison Demon City, Flying Immortals Beyond the Sky, Snowy Sacred Mountain, Swan Lake, Hermit Cultivators, etc., a series of related forces are all well known to the three of them. No matter how the strength outside stands, the only thing remains the same, the three brothers are always of one mind.

If you move my brother, you will be an enemy of my sect, and I will fight you to the death!

"Haha!" After the three of them fell asleep on the table, holding hands with each other. It seems that in the dream, I have reproduced the situation of sacrificing my life in the barbarian territory, which is very warm.

The moon is slightly wester, and it is still a little short of consummating. On the Qingqiu Ancient Ridge, some animals with spirits are trying to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and under the protection of the Nine Heavens Palace, they are safe and comfortable, and they are not worried that anyone will dare to disturb them.

As early as when Zhan Qingyu killed the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox, he had already set up a spirit gathering array here, and arranged a team of Qingqiu guards to protect these spirit beasts.

The huge pit was also filled in by Zhan Qingyu and asked the Dragon King Ao Yuan to fill in the supernatural powers, and it seemed that the mountain was still a mountain, but it had changed its appearance from the original.

It has been several months now, and the spirits in the mountains are safe and sound, and their strength has gradually increased. Among them, there is a small gray snake, which quietly broke through the bottleneck after a few months of enlightenment, and turned into a snow-white snake after awakening its talent skills.

This big snake is very grateful to the lord of the country in the mouth of the Qingqiu Guardian Zhan Qingyu, but he didn't have the opportunity to see it. Now that Qingqiu has established the Nine Heavens Palace, this opportunity has finally come.

On the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, in the dead of night, the white snake prepared to visit Zhan Qingyu, to thank the Spirit Gathering Array and the guards for their protection, and to tell it some information by the way.

There is a cold pool on the Qingqiu Ancient Ridge, which is as deep as a thousand feet of cold and piercing, and this is the place where the White Snake cultivates. There is another spiritual creature that shares a cultivation place with this white snake, which is a four-legged animal with a strength comparable to that of the white snake.

Where there is water, there are fish, and where there is cold pool, there are even more spiritual creatures. After endless years, the cold pool here finally created two eighth-order spirit beasts, a white snake and a golden eel.

The body of the white snake is three feet thick as a bucket, and its temperament is gentle and good at quiet practice. The golden eel is also three zhang long, and although it has a gloomy personality, it is unusually friendly to white snakes.

The two spiritual creatures have known each other for thousands of years, and they have cultivated together and formed a deep friendship. Every time these two spirit beasts appeared, they were praised by the weak animals on the Qingqiu Ancient Ridge, and they were given a title.

The White Snake Lady, the Golden Python Son.

The relationship between the two has become more and more heated with the years, and now it has reached the situation of grinding the ears and temples. After breaking through to the ninth order, the two spirit creatures walked together, looking for a greater opportunity to break through the sky as soon as possible.

At midnight, the golden boy was meditating, and the white snake was swimming out of the cold pool to meet Zhan Qingyu.

"Whoa!" After a slight sound of water, a huge white snake jumped out of the water.

Many animals have long been around the cold pool, waiting for the guidance of the white snake mother, and when they saw the white snake appear, they immediately worshipped.

"I'm waiting to welcome my mother!"

"Thank you for guiding us to practice. ”

"Long live the mother!"

A group of spiritual creatures expressed their love and respect for the white snake in various ways, and a halo appeared on the top of the white snake's head, and a woman in white showed a phantom behind her.

The woman was gentle and elegant, with a graceful posture and a variety of styles, looking at many small animals.

"Don't lift up Xiaobai, I'm just cultivating for a longer time than everyone else. The white snake coiled down his huge body and said: "Cultivation requires a certain amount of time to accumulate, and the awakening of talent inheritance requires even more chance. Everyone just need to be born in this Qingqiu Ancient Ridge and don't run around, the Lord of the Country and the guards protect us a lot. ”

"Niangniang, you see that I have been cultivating for hundreds of years, why can't I always break through the sixth order?" asked a large-mouthed toad.

"Jin Toad, don't be in a hurry. White Snake thought for a moment and replied: "At the beginning, I and Jin Jian Gongzi also paused for a long time before the sixth order, as long as you continue to understand steadily, it won't be long before you break through, believe me." ”

"Mother!" a snail made a faint voice above the trunk of the tree: "Mother, the shell on my back is too cumbersome, when can I get out?"

"Hehe!" White Snake smiled slightly: "What my parents have given is the best, your shell is the hardest defense in my Qingqiu Ancient Mountains, why do you want to remove it?"

"Oh, this one is so heavy to carry every day to climb trees, I want to take it off. The snail continued, "How nice it would be to be as free as you are. ”

"Gary. The white snake spat out a breath of spiritual power and moved the snail from the trunk to himself.

"The happiness of the happy people is roughly the same, and the misfortune of the unfortunate people is very different. The white snake said eloquently: "Now you think it's a burden, but after you pass the eighth-order strength, you will be the first snail in my Qingqiu Ancient Ridge that can transform into a shape." At that time, you will be able to turn your shell into a shield, and you will never have to worry about getting tired of carrying it every day. ”

"Niangniang"

Many animals asked one by one for a long time, and the moonlight gradually dimmed a little, and it was about to reach the southwest. Suddenly, a few of the sparse stars brightened, and a strange shadow appeared in the night.

Half of the night had passed, and the White Snake was still teaching the little creatures.

At this time, a black light came from due west, and a black cloud galloped towards the two of them. A person with a terrifying face and strength above the ninth order, his body was full of demonic power, surging in the void. The other is also a ninth-order strength half-old beauty, and the fragrance of rouge and gouache is overflowing.

Although they seemed obvious, no one could detect their whereabouts, not even the White Snake of the Eighth Order. None of the entire Qingqiu Ancient Mountains, including the Nine Heavens Palace, discovered them.

A blood-colored mole in the middle of the black-clothed demon's forehead glowed faintly red, and the woman's eyes flashed with a little green fluorescence.

"Enchantress, what do you think of this white snake?" The black-clothed demon hugged the beautiful woman beside him with a smile and asked, "How about retrieving my Black Prison Demon City and serving this king with you?"