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.

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 long white robe. And the only thing that doesn't set off this scene is that behind the man in white, he is 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 Yan Yu looked at Yan Yu who rejected his good intentions, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and there was no expression on his face. I saw him raise one hand, and a huge strange force instantly appeared on Yu Yu's body.

Accompanied by a feeling of numbness, for a while, the rain suddenly couldn't raise the slightest bit of resistance, and let the man in white forcibly drag him into the snow.

When the rain was already 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......

............

”

With the voice of the man in white, the snow scene moved forward in the desert. 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. But she looked at the snowflakes that were slowly falling around her, and was slightly intoxicated, so she once again forgot about the captives, and completely fell silent.

Now the man in white has no hostility towards himself, and there is no sense of coercion and rejection at all when he stays in this snowy scene. I have also consumed a lot of spiritual power and energy along the way, and now I am just resting......

A day later, the moving snowscape met a monk again in the desert. This monk is a man, dressed in green clothes and white boots, dressed freshly, especially with 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. However, the light that flashed in this person's eyes from time to time made people exclaim in their hearts, he 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, the man named Bai Meng took a step back, raised his right hand, swung back, and said softly, "Please".

The young monk with the dust in his hand took a deep look at Bai Meng, hesitated for a moment, and then jumped 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 field, let alone the coercion and rejection that had always existed before?"

Bai Meng stood in the middle of the snow scene, walking forward step by step, and Yan Yu was sitting cross-legged at this time, as if his body was already submerged in heavy snow, if it weren't for his body flying slowly with the snow scene, this young monk might not be able to detect 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 the guest, Bai Meng will naturally not let Daoyou, who is a guest, feel uncomfortable......

After hearing this, the young monk with the dust in his hand clenched his fist at Bai Meng and said.

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

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

After saying this, Bai Meng seemed to think of something funny, and suddenly forgot to laugh, giving people a weird feeling......

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

Soon after Yu Yu was captured by Bai Meng in the snow, she 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 flooded by the heavy snow was still silent, as if she was not interested in herself, and a Buddha was also a person of interest, so she 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 is naturally rest-oriented.

On the sixth day, the snowy landscape was again met by a monk, who was a burly man, shirtless, with 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 few 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 Daoyou of Baimeng, and he can go to the deepest part of the land of nothingness with the wind......"

After a few pleasantries, the two sat down separately and resumed their cultivation. And this made Shen Jingtian choose to sit next to the rain, and from time to time he would take a look at the rain.

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

On the eleventh 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 and 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, letting the wind and sand blow through, but she was resisted by several fast-spinning red gold medals around her, and no amount of wind and sand could blow into her body.

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. However, this man's cultivation was significantly 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, the 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, the snow scene appeared next to the man and woman. Bai Meng took a few steps, smiled indifferently, and whispered to the two.

"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 came to the snowy scene, they both felt that this place was different from the outside world, but neither of them said much.

After thanking Bai Meng, the two sat down side by side and immediately recovered their spiritual power. After a stick of incense, the woman in red began to look at the people in the snowy scene.

Bai Meng, who was walking in the snow, and the two sick women behind him, after the three women in red swept slightly, they didn't care.

In the end, her gaze fell on the burly man Shen Jingtian, looked and looked, and suddenly clenched her fists and spoke.

"Dare to ask this fellow Daoist, but is it physical?"

As soon as these words came out, Shen Jingtian laughed and replied heroically, "Haha...... The girl has good eyesight, and it is indeed a physical cultivation below, and now you can see at a glance that there are very few people who are physical cultivation below!

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 happens to be also a physical cultivator, so I just know a little bit about it......"

During the conversation, Shen Jingtian didn't show anything unusual, but he speculated in his heart. After all, within the same realm, there are not many people who call themselves "deities". In the midst of seemingly casual chatting, Shen Jingtian also began to observe the woman in red.

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

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

Shen Jingtian laughed again and said, "I was selected by my master, and I have 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 path of cultivation is a little different, but the final path is the same, cultivating to become an immortal.

"Physical cultivation" is the cultivation of the physical body, and through continuous cultivation, the self is tempered. In the end, the flesh shook the sky and became an immortal!

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

"Body Cultivation" cultivates the physical body and cultivates the self! Ordinary monks cultivate the primordial spirit and cultivate the magic of foreign objects!

The cultivation process of "physical cultivation" is much more difficult than that of ordinary monks. With the continuous change of the times, there are few monks on this Tianxuan Continent who will take the road of "physical cultivation"!

Several people exchanged a few words of greeting again, only to see Shen Jingtian smile, looked 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, but she is a casual cultivator!"

Hearing Shen Jingtian's words, the woman in red smiled faintly, glanced at Shen Jingtian meaningfully, and replied with her fists in a hurry.

"The deity's surname is Yu, from the ...... of the Southern Regions"