Bai Yu took out a small bench and sat down obediently, fighting between a man and a snake without using a sword.

The old man was a master of feng shui, and he had been busy arranging and making a situation in this barren mountain, and he used the location of every stone, the shape of every tree, every flower, and even the location of the mountain nodes.

Outsiders passing by will only unconsciously bypass the side path, and only those who really understand feng shui can walk in.

This is his world.

It's just that the once invincible feng shui formation is difficult to deal with that little girl.

Arrange the killing situation, the girl can always dodge and defend against various killing moves, and then change the momentum faster and faster, he is about to use all the life learning, if he can't kill her, then it may be himself who dies.

It seems to be calm, but in fact, there are frequent killings.

The effects of feng shui fighting are not felt by ordinary people, and humans have lost too many abilities, while birds and beasts can clearly feel the changes in the mountains, and they flee in terror.

The beasts fled with their young, and the birds hovered high in the sky, staring at the eggs and chicks in the nest and refusing to leave.

There are constantly trees and flowers in the surrounding barren mountains and wilting strangely, swimming fish in the mountain stream turning up their white bellies, or steep mountain slopes suddenly breaking through the landslide, but the only thing that remains unchanged is the mountain rain.

The old man is good at arranging feng shui and cannot control the wind and rain.

The picture that Bai Yu's eyes see is slightly different, the mountains he sees are not mountains and rivers, and the roads are not roads, there is a feeling of mystery and mystery.

"You can take the opportunity to learn the skills of the old man. A snake thought to himself.

There must be a teacher for the threesome, and the snake must study seriously.

The battle of feng shui is not much weaker than the monk's magic fight, the danger is unguardable, the old man has a deep attainment in feng shui mysticism, and uses every trace of momentum to the extreme, there must be gains if there is a loss, he is very scummy in terms of cultivation, but he has become a generation of masters in feng shui mysticism.

Bai Yu relied on the control of the dragon vein to mobilize the earth qi to counterattack and defend.

After finding that there would not be much danger, he began to study, learning the old man's attack methods, there are always imperfections in his talent, just like his ability to control wind, rain, thunder and lightning has many loopholes, fortunately, he completed the artistic conception in the deep palace of the Southern Wilderness.

Another attack struck, only to be suddenly dispersed when it got closer

There is only one move against the old man, with brute force.

No matter how subtle and subtle it was, the old man used it to mobilize the momentum of the nearby mountains and rivers like Bai Yu, but he would never have imagined how legendary his enemy was, an existence that had been in the eyes of the royal dragon veins for two hundred years.

If you use spells, you can kill Bai Yu as long as your cultivation is high enough, and if you use the momentum of the leylines, forget it.

The moon rises, and the stars move

The rain clouds stayed in the barren mountains for three days, drizzling wet the thick canopy of the ancient trees, and drop by drop of rain fell on the old man's head, slid down his forehead, slid over his wrinkled skin, slid over his closed eyes, and finally slid down to the white beard's chin, and when enough rain had accumulated, he fell down his beard again and wet his clothes.

Bai Yu is learning.

From being attacked by the old man by various means at the beginning, to barely defending and then being able to resist, and finally starting a counteroffensive, from a little counteroffensive to a full-scale counteroffensive, the old man was exhausted.

The earth vein dragon qi used by the old man could not be officially named the white rain of the true dragon by the emperor's holy decree.

Long.

Bai Yu, who was sitting on a small bench, opened his eyes.

"Stop it, you're no match for me. ”

The old man's physical strength and blood were not as vigorous as the snake demon, and the continuous fighting made him very tired.

"Ahem, if Your Excellency doesn't let go of the Zhao family, I can only die in battle. ”

"Why"

"Because of human debts, you are still young, don't remember to owe human debts, you can't afford to pay them"

"It's worth dying"

Bai Yu is puzzled, if you owe someone, you owe it, and there is no need to pay it back with your own life, if you are in a hurry, you will be hacked to death with a knife, no matter who it is, why bother.

Some people always make it difficult for snakes to see, such as the female ghost Xia Lan, who is willing to stay in the barren mountains and mountains for the sake of the negative, even if the corpse is trampled by the bastard, she can't let go of the feeling, or the saint Mu Duo, who would rather marry a person who threatens the ancient village for the sake of the village, are all a group of crazy people with psychosis.

Suddenly I felt bored, really boring.

He put away the bench and prepared to turn away and continue to move forward, and easily sent the old man's mobilized leyline qi back to its original place, affecting the vitality of the mountains and rivers.

The old man was dying.

The cloth is a dead game, always have to die one, the opponent does not die, he has to use his own death to round this game, feng shui can be slightly adjusted or follow the trend, there is no special background to mess up the very likely to suffer karma, how many years there has only been one heavenly master, the old man is not Yuan Tianshi, can not withstand retribution.

Looking at the casual white rain, the old man was deeply puzzled.

The death situation arranged by himself is very strong, and it is impossible to be casual, even if he escapes the death situation, he will be seriously injured and unable to deal with the Zhao family, but the little girl in front of him is unharmed, weird.

"Ahem, who are you?"

Bai Yu paused, turned around, revealing snake eyes and fangs.

"I'm not human. ”

The old man was stunned, as if he couldn't understand why the girl was scolding herself, and when he saw the fangs and the beast pupils, he wondered what kind of demon beast could be so good at feng shui mysticism

The girl was gone, and the clouds in the sky that had not moved for a long time also moved.

The old man felt tired, and leaned weakly on the trunk of the ancient tree behind him, watching the little girl walk away.

A drop of rain fell in the dim eyes, and then in the blink of an eye, the eyes mixed with the rain saw a huge strange snake behind the girl, hideous and terrifying, like a legendary dragon.

"No wonder"

Exhaled the last breath without any ups and downs, his soul left his body, glanced at the distant shadow and worshipped, and then was sucked away by Huangquan Road uncontrollably, and he didn't know who the girl was until he died.

The physiognomy metaphysics community takes Yuan Tianshi as a model, and aspires to become a figure like Yuan Tianshi, so he naturally reads in detail what he has done in his life, especially the dragon that suppresses the dragon vein of the Li Tang royal family and continues the national Zuo, which is admired by many metaphysical masters, and many metaphysical masters have done research on that dragon.

In their eyes, even if it is a snake demon, it doesn't matter, as long as it is given the title by the human emperor, then it is a true dragon, and it is rumored that the true dragon is a girl in white after transforming.

At the last moment, the old man understood everything, and he was very happy to be able to fight the legendary true dragon.

As the rain clouds left the barren mountains, it was sunny again.

Originally, passers-by who walked through this place would be affected and unconsciously detoured, and after the aura disappeared, they could pass by from this place, and some passers-by saw an old man leaning under the old tree, and went up to wipe his nose and found that he was dead.

Passers-by shook their heads.

"The poor old man is homeless and starving to death in this barren mountain and wilderness, so let's bury him. ”

A few well-wishers dug a pit and buried the old man.

The old man is lucky compared to many unfortunate people, at least he can be buried in the green mountains after death, and he has been pondering the mystics of feng shui all his life and integrating with the mountains after his death, which is a dream come true. I want to talk about "New White Snake Asks Immortals" with more like-minded people, "Chat with more book friends about your favorite books."