"Little butterfly, you say, how about I help Wan Po hatch?"

Ten thousand years ago, on the top of the green mountain, a young boy once played with the cocoon that could never break the shell, looked up with a clean little face, and jokingly asked another friend at the top of the green mountain.

In addition to Wan Po, in Bai Yi's previous life, when he was a child, there was a flightless white butterfly living on the dead tree on the top of the mountain.

"Don't be afraid, I'll chase them away!"

smoked the red ants who climbed the dead trees and wanted to get close to the butterflies with fireworks, and the words that the young Bai Yi once said to the little butterflies seemed to be still ringing on the top of the mountain,

"I'm coming down the mountain, see you tomorrow!"

The young man waved his hand and said goodbye to those friends who were not the same kind, the thin back seemed to be in front of Bai Yi's eyes, this scene precipitated the past of 10,000 years, as if it happened yesterday.

Butterflies can't live for 10,000 years, and the butterflies that Bai Yi saw now have just been put down, and they still stop on the branches where the white butterfly stopped 10,000 years ago, which is a memory that only belongs to Bai Yi alone, and it is impossible for outsiders to know!

I don't know how long it took for Bai Yi to wake up from the shock, looking at the butterfly that flapped its wings gently, he was silent.

Butterflies can't fly to the mountains, Bai Yi may not have understood when he was a teenager, but now that he is the lord of the blue sky, how can he not understand the power of a butterfly, Bai Yi once thought that the white butterfly in his childhood was not ordinary, he also returned to Qingshan when he was a cultivator in his previous life, but the white butterfly had long since disappeared, and then it was gradually forgotten.

Maybe it's just a demon beast, when it grows up, it flies away, this is Bai Yi's opinion back then, but until now, he suddenly realized that the butterfly back then seemed to have lived for thousands of years.

Except for the white butterfly back then, Bai Yi couldn't think of anyone else who would put a butterfly in the habitat of the year after 10,000 years, and he couldn't think of anyone else who would know that this dead tree was the playground of his childhood.

Ten thousand years, if a demon beast grows, I am afraid that it will have approached or reached the peak of the demon clan, Bai Yi was surprised to find that in addition to his candle dragon, the little butterfly that also lives on the dead tree should also be another powerful beast.

Shocked to shocked, Bai Yi's heart was still calm.

It's just a demon beast, or a demon cultivator, even if it's a childhood friend, after thousands of years of separation, I'm afraid I won't recognize it when we meet, but then, Bai Yi seemed to think of something, and his eyebrows began to frown tighter and tighter.

He thought of a word.

Miss.

People will miss their hometown, their hometown, their relatives, their friends, or their love, but the demon clan rarely has this kind of feeling.

The demon clan divides its own ruling range by power or territory, and the feeling of nostalgia for the hometown is very rare for the demon clan, and a demon cultivator who has achieved success may pass through his hometown, but there is very little talk of returning to his hometown, let alone leaving a butterfly in his hometown.

That butterfly demon cultivator was thinking about something.

What are you missing?

In deeper doubt, Bai Yi looked at the dead tree.

There is nothing on the top of the mountain except for a giant tree that has withered for 10,000 years, and there may be some weeds and stones, but they are all dead things, and if the other party is really nostalgic, I am afraid that the only thing is to miss the old man.

I miss the cocoon that can't break the shell, or I miss the free fairy king of my childhood!

The slender fingertips trembled slightly, and a trace of surprise appeared in Bai Yi's eyes, and when he deduced this, he began to be even more suspicious.

Being missed by a butterfly, this feeling is a little weird, but it's not unusual, but only when it becomes something of the past will it be called nostalgia, and what the butterfly is missing should be the dead Xiaoyao Xianjun.

Except for the three major disciples, except for Ji Honglian and Mu Yun, and in addition to those old friends who were hidden by Yunkong, Bai Yi couldn't think of anyone who would miss Xiaoyao Immortal Monarch, and he had never recognized any demon cultivator with butterflies as his main demon body.

Once passing through the green mountains, a trip of memory, Bai Yi never thought that he had fallen into a mystery on the top of the green mountains, leaving a delicate mind like a butterfly, which is not something that a man can do, that butterfly demon cultivator should be a woman.

Once again, Bai Yi sank into the long river of memories, and until the end, he still didn't realize that in his long life, there had been any people or things related to butterflies, except for his wife's name.

Suddenly, Bai Yi thought of another name that he had never seen before, but which was also related to butterflies.

Demon fairy, autumn white butterfly.

The Seven Great Scattered Immortals of the Nine Domains did not summarize the corpse immortals and the fighting immortals, these seven strong people, led by the strength of the Joyful Immortal Jun, the five great scattered immortals Bai Yi have all seen them, not only have they seen them, but they have all fought each other, but only the demon fairy Qiu Bai Butterfly, Bai Yi has never seen them.

Demon Immortal, the ruler of the Yunxia Continent, a woman who is so mysterious that no one can see her.

The demon immortal who also became famous ten thousand years ago, even in the Yunxia Domain full of demon beasts, few people have seen her true body, Bai Yi has set foot in the Yunxia Domain, and has been training for many years in the land that can be called the land of demon beasts, but he has no chance to see the demon immortal.

At this time, it was deduced that the most mysterious one of the Seven Great Scattered Immortals might appear in the Blue Sky Domain, and Bai Yi was shocked and puzzled for a while.

He had never met the other party, let alone any friendship, if the demon fairy arrived in the Qingkong Domain to come to the Immortal Mansion, Bai Yi would not be surprised, after all, the treasure of the Immortal Mansion is something that everyone wants, but leaving a butterfly in Qingshan is too strange.

If the white butterfly on the tree is the demon fairy itself, it is not enough to come here to miss the fairy king with the intersection of the past few years in childhood, if it is said to be to miss the homeland, the demon fairy who has already settled in the Yunxia domain and become the lord of a domain, the hometown should be the Yunxia domain, why should you miss a mountain and a dead tree in Qingzhou?

Unless she has something else hidden that no one else knows.

The eyebrows were calm, Bai Yi didn't think much about it, if it was an ordinary cultivator, he might be able to deduce a rough idea, but when it came to a demon immortal comparable to a scattered immortal, he really couldn't do anything, and he couldn't deduce what the other party was thinking and what the purpose was.

Since he guessed that the demon fairy might have arrived in the Blue Sky Domain, Bai Yi's heart was also a little heavy.

The five scattered immortals who were severely injured by him were extremely seriously injured, and they had not reached Qingkong in recent years, but the demon immortals were not injured, and they had not fought with him, if the demon immortals came for the Qianyang Immortal Mansion, Bai Yi's plan to take the Immortal Mansion to lure away the foreign monks would be in vain.

In the final analysis, he was just merging and cultivating at this time, and he was still in the early stage of merging.

In the same level, Bai Yi is not afraid of others, but when he encounters a strong man who is comparable to the cultivation of the scattered immortals, he still has no chance of winning, unless the cultivation is broken through to the Mahayana, otherwise the demon immortals really want to come to the immortal mansion, then the whole plan will be completely disrupted.

After muttering on the top of the mountain for a long time, Bai Yi moved his footsteps and stepped into the void.

He was going to a place to confirm the true purpose of the fairy. (To be continued.) )