The white mist floats in the air, and the rain is clear and clear.

The rain was still dripping, Zhuo Feng respectfully sent Bai Yujun to the Shili Pavilion outside the city, and had great respect for this legendary senior sister, which made the monks from all walks of life in the station very curious.

After only staying overnight and having to leave, Bai Yujun didn't dare to be too publicistic in the Central Plains.

This is also really something that can't be helped, in order to protect the star Zhang Qi smashed down the thunderclouds in the sky and killed many people, the monk died a large number, at that time, the cultivation world called it an early catastrophe, I don't know how many relatives of the same family hated a certain snake to the bone, of course, if they knew that the original snake demon Jiao might choose to forget about it.

Monks have rarely fallen since they became Jindan, I never thought that a certain demon pill period snake demon became a Jindan killer, I don't know how many Jindan monks fell miserably, and that cloud catastrophe directly caused some small sects to break down.

As for the fact that everything is for the sake of human beings and is forced to eliminate demons, there is no need to say much, there is only one truth in the world, and that is the sharp sword in the hand.

The cold smoke fades the grass and the long pavilion road, and the drizzle is dashing.

Zhuo Feng said goodbye.

"Senior Sister Bai, Lord Yu Feng misses you very much, go back and take a look earlier, by the way, the pangolin iron ball transformation has been doing well with Senior Sister Xu for many years, those senior brothers and sisters of Lingxu think about feeding it pills all day long, and Senior Brother Jinxu teaches it to forge, but it doesn't learn anything and wants to dig holes in the mountains. ”

Speaking of the iron ball, Zhuo Feng shook his head and was speechless, the same sect on the mountain cultivated it as Senior Sister Bai, in the hope of cultivating a legend again.

"yes, it's time to go back and see, hundreds of years, alas......"

Folded his hands together, turned around, put on his straw hat and walked into the rain.

Zhuo Feng looked at the white back for a long time and stood silently, and made a ...... again

Bai Jiao headed in the direction of Shenhua Mountain.

For Chunyang Palace, Bai Yujun didn't know how to face it, for the sake of human beings fighting life and death with the demon gate in Nanyuan Lake, as a doctor to treat injuries and save people, in order to deal with the water monster fighting alone underwater, scarred and feathered, but in the end he was punished for killing people who wanted to eat him, and he also sent the demon slaying platform to sacrifice the demon slaying sword.

Then it was used as a mascot to suppress the dragon vein and earth qi, and it was locked up for two hundred years.

If it weren't for the master accepting him as an apprentice, I'm afraid it would be difficult to have the idea of returning to Shenhua Mountain, and it would be difficult to say a word, and I didn't know how to face the sect, which was very difficult.

He didn't continue to call for wind and rain, and walked all the way through the arid land towards Huashan.

It's very tangled, before I flew to the sky, I flew to Shenhua Mountain very quickly, but I didn't want to go back so quickly, I was very hesitant, I had to go back anyway, after all, without Chunyang Palace, I wouldn't be where I am now.

"Alas...... It's still 100,000 mountains simple. ”

In the end, it was a quick flight to Shenhua Mountain.

Stretch out your head and shrink your head or a knife, go back early, it's a big deal to quickly go down the mountain and continue to wander around the world, anyway, I have been used to wandering for so many years.

The streamer swept over the mountains and rivers, and the scorching sun swept over the white moonlight......

......

Thousands of mountains and mountains, thousands of sorrows and wind and rain.

Day and night to fly to the foot of Mount Hua, look up, the ancient characters of Shenhua Mountain on the boulder are the same as back then, and when they first left the 100,000 mountains and came to Mount Hua, there were more vicissitudes of life, the mountain road was rugged, the disciples who returned to the mountain or went down the mountain walked in a hurry, and many young disciples who entered the mountain gate soon after cultivating to look up at the steep mountain road of Mount Hua wailed.

"It turned around for hundreds of years, and finally it turned back again. ”

Shaking his head, he changed into a pure yang robe, put on a jade crown, tied his long green silk hair, and walked up the mountain calmly.

How much does it taste to drift in the dust, melancholy and melancholy.

The sacred mountain is still the same, the stream is murmuring and the waterfall is written Yuntao, all the way up along the mountain stream, the stone steps are beautiful and the clouds are accompanied by pines, I think of a little snake spirit hundreds of years ago carrying a box of weapons down the mountain to be busy, very tired, but very relaxed, eating waste pills and worry-free.

Those years were very simple and easy, and no one cared about the little snake spirit and enjoyed themselves.

The clouds and mist behind him, the stone bridge at his feet is bent and the fish jump, the young disciples go up and down the mountain with big bags and small bags, and when they are tired of walking, they call their friends to sit on the side of the road and enjoy the beautiful scenery to steal half a day's leisure, and the young men always try their best to attract the attention of those young female disciples and show their most handsome side.

In the mid-mountain pavilion, many pilgrims on the mountain rested and praised the handwriting on the cliff.

In Qingtan, there are young disciples sitting by the pond to cultivate.

It's good to be young, although it has been much safer since it has become stronger, but there are countless troubles that come with it, and it is only when the 100,000 mountains are the most heartless.

Step by step, step by step on the stone steps.

Long.

In front of the mountain gate, the disciple in charge of guarding the door closed his eyes and remained motionless, and suddenly opened his eyes with a feeling and saw a strange fellow disciple coming up from the mountain, and several people looked at each other and found that they didn't know each other.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw in vain the appearance of several seniors in the sect who were rarely seen.

Chu Zhe stood in front of the mountain gate, beside him were Yang Mu, Xu Ling and Li Xiangling, all four of whom were legendary figures of the Chunyang Palace, and there was also a shy little boy, who was now gathered at the mountain gate and others, or waited for Jiao.

Stepping on the platform in front of the mountain gate, Bai Yujun stood and looked at a few familiar and unfamiliar people.

It has been a hundred years since the vicissitudes of life, the past is vivid, Bai Yujun smiled, Danfeng's eyes were bent into a crescent moon to reveal white Hao teeth, and the smile was very sweet.

The four people on the other side also laughed, and the little boy jumped with joy, and the nail on his forehead shone brightly.

Chu Zhe smiled bitterly, more stable than many years ago, his face was a little sad, his black hair was tied up, the difference was that there were two strands of white hair hanging down on his temples, which added to his heroic spirit, not because he was old but because he had gray hair in his heart, and he had never slackened since he took over the Yuxu line, he was too tired.

"It's good to be back. ”

The disciples guarding the door and the disciples passing by looked at the young and beautiful girl curiously, surprised by her appearance, I don't know when the sect has such a beauty, it is estimated that the Hundred Flowers List will undergo a major adjustment recently......

Gao Xing walked to Qingxu Palace, Xu Ling chirped, Yang Mu occasionally interjected a few words with a cold face, Li Xiangling stood beside Yang Mu and helped add a few words from time to time, Chu Zhe just smiled and didn't speak, the shy little boy followed Bai Yujun's side Le Le's eyes bent into a slit, and he passed by Laojun Palace and came to Taiji Square.

Tai Chi Square is still lively, and the young disciples are shouting and drinking.

Walk through Tai Chi Square, pass by the dining room, and walk across the cliff stone bridge, here is the mountain road that has been walked countless times, and every time you go to the dining room to eat, you have to pass through this road.

There are many koi fish in the pond under the bridge, and the number of koi fish that have not been eaten for many years has rebounded.

There are also many cranes, and the long legs and long beaks are too hard and taste bad, so they were barely counted as a kind of spare food back then.

Qingxu Palace.

Exquisite pavilions, the sky is wide and the clouds are open, and the cranes are flying, and the purple air is born.

On the edge of the cliff, the ancient pine that had been entangled in the clouds and spitting fog was still there, looking at the sea of clouds from afar, as at the beginning, and walking into the familiar hall again, Bai Yujun first looked at the red lacquer pillars that used to be wrapped around sleep, and they were still the same, and even the offering table had not changed.

Take out the fresh melons and fruits and put them away, light the fragrance and kowtow, incense, and the green smoke curls straight to the sky......

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