The Pure Yang Palace has another great power to cross the catastrophe and ascend.

Summoning the disciples back to the mountain is to let all the people of the Pure Yang Palace witness the ascension and tribulation, and strengthen their belief in cultivation, this is the foundation of the great sect, and it is also one of the few places in the world where they can witness miracles.

Gu Cangyu, the head of the main generation of Jin Xufeng, wants to cross the Flying Tribulation, that strong man who is not very famous in the cultivation world, once carefully taught a certain Jiao to forge iron, use heavy weapons, and be one of the five sons of Pure Yang.

Bai Yujun and Xu Ling and Yang Mu Tieqiu mingled together among many fellow doors, watching from afar.

The five sons of Chunyang soared to the immortal realm one by one, and the young people of the year began to provoke the big beams, Yang Mu, Chu Zhe, Gan Wu, and the senior brothers and sisters of Lingxu Jinxu also had to take on heavy responsibilities, and it felt that Shenhua Mountain was like a large college, with a very low graduation rate, and those who graduated could live forever, and the rest could only be lost in the long river of time.

First Gu Cangyu encouraged the disciples of the sect, and then arranged all the matters of the Golden Void Pulse, and then the Lord of the Spirit Void Peak, Jiang Li, the Lord of the Purple Void Peak, Qi Yun, and the Master Yu Rong stepped forward to say goodbye, and after some sighs, they flew away from the top of the mountain one after another, and Gu Cangyu began to prepare for the tribulation.

The thunderclouds gathered, and the momentum made the faces of the pure yang disciples look terrified!

"Hahaha~!

On the top of the mountain, Gu Cangyu laughed loudly to dispel the fear in the hearts of the disciples.

If you are afraid of the Heavenly Tribulation, why should you cultivate this immortal? Since you have embarked on this path, why should you be afraid? Many disciples have even more firm beliefs!

Among so many people, all of them are excellent disciples, and only one is the most prominent and fearless.

Qingxu Yu Rong looked at Bai Yujun with a smile on her face, and in the face of the vast thunderclouds, only this demon beast disciple was unmoved, although the demon cultivation was full of disasters and difficulties, the benefits were also obvious, and the big demon did not have a general.

Thundered~!

Thunder and lightning are rising, and the sky is mighty!

Bai Yujun's eyes flickered as if there was thunder and lightning, and after seeing the thunder tribulation of the Flying Tribulation, he suddenly sensed it, and wanted to use the thunder tribulation to improve his own lightning control level, just like when he felt the artistic conception of the ruins in the depths of the 100,000 mountains.

I found a place where the ancient pine flew up and meditated on the thick branches.

Take a deep breath, calm your mind, and your heart is as pure as water, and your mind is one, and you have no action and no self......

Seven palm-sized clouds appeared around Bai Yujun, who was meditating, and it looked like it was surrounded by several large marshmallows, and the small clouds fluttered and fluttered.

Suddenly, a small electric light appeared under the small cloud, as if it was thundering and raining, and the crackling was very interesting.

The miraculous vision has attracted the attention of many people, such a strange and mysterious way of cultivating is unheard of, and many erudite pure yang disciples have never read a book that records such a vision, and it cannot be described by the word rare, because rare means that it can still be seen, and this kind of vision is simply unheard of!

As a result, many disciples simply did not go to see the tribulation and focused on studying Xiaoyunduo.

The little electric snake under the clouds is evolving, becoming more and more realistic and expressive, and has been simulating real thunder and lightning, but now it is only more like real thunder and lightning than before, with a little momentum.

Shenhua Mountain God Thunder!

Many great powers in the world were envious and shocked, and with a slight sense, they knew that it was a certain powerful person in Shenhua Mountain, according to the records of many years, the probability of the Pure Yang Palace ascending was extremely high, and it was an immortal......

On the top of the mountain, the bold and strong man laughed and withstood the divine thunder, and the golden void was notoriously solid.

Forging metal is also forging itself, beating and refining itself as a piece of metal, taking the road of external strength, very similar to most demon beasts.

A certain Jiao has experienced three days of thunder tribulation and is used to it.

Time passes slowly......

The human race is worthy of being the darling of heaven and earth, after experiencing several thunderstorms, auspicious clouds descended from the sky, revealing a brilliant gold, and the petals of the fairy music were sprinkled, sprinkling golden light to envelop Gu Cangyu.

"Hahaha~Fellow Daoists, I'll go~!"

The golden light dissipated, and the heavy weapon that Gu Cangyu used to cross the catastrophe flew down to the top of the mountain, and the Ascending Immortal Realm may not need such a mundane weapon to simply stay in Shenhua Mountain, the weapon has experienced the improvement in the quality of the Ascending Heavenly Tribulation, and has become a rare spirit soldier!

Bai Yujun opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Yunduo, and then looked at the heavy weapon that was put away by Yu Rong greedily.

At present, no one in Jinxu can control this spirit weapon, so he has to temporarily store it in the most reassuring Qingxu Peak for safekeeping, and a certain Jiao feels that Huashan is estimated to be the most suitable for using that weapon that is not too heavy.

Forget it, as a demon beast, you must be conscious.

"It's a pity that the time is too short and I don't feel much, I really envy ......"

The five sons of Pure Yang flew up, and the remaining three didn't know when to leave, Bai Yujun felt that the master was waiting for Yang Mu to grow strong enough to fly with confidence, and the fastest should be Qi Yun, the first disciple of the Purple Void Gan Wu is known to everyone in the world, and even the Demon Gate, the evil cultivators, and the demon beasts know his name, so that Qi Yun has a lot more smiling faces.

Master Yu Rong felt something and went back to retreat, and many of them quickly flew back to their respective caves to meditate and practice.

A certain Jiao felt that even if he didn't feel anything, he had to go back and pretend, and he was seen to have a bad brain so that he didn't understand anything.

Pack up and return to Qingxu Palace.

I went to the main hall to change the incense and candles and put the melons and fruits, and when I entered the door, suddenly the eaves dripped water and fell on the shoulders of the incense, and when I looked up, I saw that the ice skates hanging on the eaves were melting.

"Spring is coming......"

......

Clear and bright.

The rain is wet and the incense is remnant, and the swallow mud outside the Bixi Bridge is cold.

When the spring returns to the earth, Bai Yujun set off again to fly to the East China Sea to drive the clouds and rain, and the drizzle is sprinkled on the heart, a little cool makes people feel bleak, looking up at the sky, you can see the dragon shuttling.

Spring rain ploughing, planting the world full of peach and plum spring, cold smoke and rain full of clothes, spring flowers and morning dew.

Large and small or luxurious or simple dragon king temple incense is prosperous, the tribute is more or less different from place to place, at least the steamed bun river fish should be placed to honor the white dragon king, before the spring ploughing, it is necessary to come to the dragon king temple to worship and pray for good weather and rain.

Bai Yujun worked hard to drive away the clouds and improve the climate little by little.

As long as the place where the rainfall was laborious before is no longer in drought, there will be occasional natural rainfall, perhaps it is the white Jiao rain that dispelled the curse of drought caused by the previous blood sacrifice of the Demon Gate, one thing descends one thing, and heaven and earth have their own means to balance.

Life is boring, constantly going back and forth between the East China Sea and the dry land......

Bai Yujun couldn't have imagined that this would be a full seven years.

Seven years of non-stop busy, so that along the way people often see Jiaolong shuttling in the clouds, no one makes trouble, maybe they were warned by the Chunyang Palace or they know that interfering with the rain will damage their own luck, no power is willing to damage their luck and bad their own way, and those who don't understand luck want to cause trouble is just adding vegetables to Bai Jiao.

Winter hibernation, stinging over on February 2, Qingming began to rain until the snow froze.

After a hundred years of barren and arid northland, the green was restored, and a large number of merits came, Bai Yujun felt that as long as he did not kill the city, there would be no danger.

The last dryland received heavy rainfall, which soaked the dry soil and pooled into small streams to fill the riverbed.

The rainfall that had lasted for many years was finally completely over, and the climate of the Northland was restored, and the humid air currents could automatically form rainfall, but the people were still accustomed to attributing all the rainfall to the white dragon.

At the top of the mountain, a certain Jiao staring at the flooding of the riverbed is in a good mood.

"I will definitely be rated as an excellent monster!" I want to talk about "New White Snake Asks Immortals" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~