New White Snake Asking Immortals

The monster dragon looked down at his reflection in the rice field.

He stretched out his claws to grab a handful of mud and shattered the sky in the mirror. He brought his nose close to him and sniffed the smell, and took a long breath through both nostrils.

"What a fertile land. Hard work can yield rich harvests and nourish a living being."

After saying that, he released his paws and let the mud slip from his fingers. He looked at the damaged field ridge and the seedlings that had been stepped into the muddy water. He then looked at the mortals who were peeping tremblingly in the distance, and saw the fear and worry in their eyes.

He turned to look at the five monks.

"Practice is not only about cultivation, but also about knowledge and experience."

Without waiting for the five people to speak, they turned around and swam towards the river, not paying attention to the few ordinary monks.

Before leaving, he cast a spell to repair the field ridges. As for the seedlings, they could only be replanted later. If they were not burned by the war, they should have a good harvest.

The clone is no longer a clone, it is a completely new life.

Ever since he transformed into a dragon, he seemed to have been drawn to do something. It was his destiny and a way to increase his strength. It was not a task that the original body gave to the clone. In short, it was mysterious and mysterious. He didn't know what it was before he arrived. .

Return along the same path.

The stout body that had been trampled flat in the pit was trampled again. It was completely unrecognizable, and the huge body dived into the flood.

He raised his head to confirm the direction, lowered his head and plunged into the river, heading downstream quickly. Looking down from the air, he could barely see the shadows in the river clearly.

Time passed, and the monster dragon was still on its way, passing through deep mountains and human cities along the way. The mysterious call in her mind was getting closer and closer. She didn't know if the other clones had also transformed into dragons and dragons, let alone whether they had also felt the mysterious call.

I saw more desolation on the road, with dry vegetation and dry rivers.

Many times we have to lurk during the day and rush late at night. Evil cultivators can be seen everywhere. The world is in chaos, the righteous path is declining, and the demonic path is prosperous. There are many masters of evil cultivators, and even if they turn into dragons, they don't dare to show off.

The desolation along the way is not what it originally was.

No matter in the mountains or basins and valleys, you can see dry ancient and giant trees everywhere. Where humans gather, only broken walls are left to prove that people have existed.

The rivers stopped flowing and the wells and springs dried up, which made the water-loving monsters very uncomfortable.

Recalling the great rivers and mountains where the dragon was transformed before, everything was arranged by some secret. The place where the dragon was born must be shrouded in great luck, but once you leave the place where the dragon is transformed, there will no longer be rivers and forests. For the sake of the future, you can only leave your comfortable nest. Seeking the future.

Occasionally, tenacious humans can be seen in the desolate land, barely surviving on meager water sources.

late at night.

A once dense forest somewhere is now full of crooked dead trees. A ten-foot-long silver-gray demonic dragon swims almost close to the ground, with its four claws close to the body. Its body is like a fish swimming in the water. It uses the cover of the dead trees to swim forward, occasionally skirting around boulders or from behind. Passing through the gaps between fallen dead trees.

The silver-gray dragon climbed over the hills, and when he raised his head, he could see huge mountains in the distance.

Maybe there was too much sand and dust. After dark, the moonlit sky was gray and the dead trees were full of ghosts.

When passing by a deep pit, they will stop for a while. The deep pit is left by a dry pool. If you dig deeper, you may be able to dig out a spring. The silver dragon just wants to find a pool to roll in.

Unfortunately, there is too little water, so most of the time there is no joy.

In the middle of the night, dawn is approaching.

The monster dragon had to find a place to hide.

I couldn't find a water source, but I found a mud pond somewhere where humans lived. I plunged into the mud in the dark before dawn, and after a few waves I completely disappeared, waiting quietly for the next night to fall.

I lamented that I would have to dig through the mud one day, not even as good as Longyou Shoal, at least there was water in the shallows.

After hiding in the mud, raise your head, let your nostrils expose the mud, exhale and then inhale, and then sink again after breathing.

Next, you can lie down quietly for a whole day, and you will probably know what is calling you in two or three days.

As time passes, the sun hits the mud pond and heats up the mud.

Human beings came to the mud pond in twos and threes. They looked like beggars and refugees, with sallow faces and thin skin. Only a few children still retained some innocence. The people carried wooden buckets and gourds. The wooden buckets were covered with cloth. The ladles scooped up the mud and poured it on the cloth to filter it out. Mud, laborious collection of water, even after filtering the water is still turbid and has an earthy smell.

Yao Jiao felt that this was abnormal.

It's not like it was burned by the heavenly fire, even if there was a war or a battle between gods and demons, it wouldn't have turned into this.

Lying down deep in the mud and feeling carefully, I found many problems. They can be simply summarized as the magnetic field in the area is disordered and the spiritual energy is barren, just like the mountains and rivers are dead.

As an orthodox dragon, he is very uncomfortable with this environment.

While waiting boredly, I suddenly became interested in these humans and wondered how they survived in such a harsh environment.

After careful observation, we found that humans used the terrain to build the stockade. There were many martial arts masters and a few low-level monks. They were not strong. If they encountered a passing evil monster, it would easily destroy the stockade and kill everyone. After careful inspection, they found that there was a small temple at the highest point of the stockade. .

The village is built around a low mountain with high stone walls and the houses in the village are in a disorderly manner.

The highest point is a unified mountain rock.

There is a protruding platform on the top of the rock, and there is a stone temple on the base of stone blocks. It is carved from a whole piece of rock ten feet high. The stonemason used his craftsmanship to carve out the roof tiles and brick walls, and cover it with a red cloth on the top.

There is a strange pine tree growing crookedly behind the temple, which is also one of the few green spots in the surrounding area.

There is a jade statue in the stone temple with dragon horns, and it is actually the original dragon girl worshiped.

The lintel of the stone temple was blackened by fireworks, but the statue of the god was not stained by smoke and dust. Miraculously, there was actually a trace of Lord Bai Yu's divinity attached to it. Although it was weak, it was enough to protect the human race in the village, and both the demons and the monks and monsters would be afraid of them. , there may be such a thing as kicking the temple, but I would never dare to kick Bai Yujun’s temple.

There are many legends about Bai Yujun in the ancient times. The most famous one is that he holds grudges and is especially famous for his extraordinary fighting power.

Violent, brutal, extremely cruel...

In short, don't act recklessly and unknowingly protect the safety of countless believers.

In front of the temple were some kind of animal meat and a bowl of water.

The conditions for offering sacrifices are simple, but fortunately, a certain Bai is not that picky. As long as he is sincere, even if he builds a pile of stones, it will be effective. It doesn't matter the incense and faith. The main thing is that he can kill time when he is bored.

The humans in the village were busy in the morning, and no one noticed a little boy sneaking up to the top of the mountain.

The little boy came to the stone temple out of breath and drooled looking at the animal meat on the altar table.

He looked at the jade statue with trepidation and knelt down to kowtow.

"I didn't eat last night and I didn't eat as early as possible. I was too hungry, so I just took one bite. Don't be angry, Goddess Dragon Queen..."

After kowtowing, he got up and climbed onto the altar table, grabbed the animal meat and stuffed it into his mouth. He took big bites and swallowed without even thinking about chewing. However, he couldn't stop taking the promised bite. He even chewed the bones and swallowed them. It looked like a monster. He is a fellow member of the gluttonous world.

The main body can also know that the tribute has been eaten.

But I don't care, there's no malice, and besides, it's a good thing to help hungry people.

If you are really hungry, or if the children are greedy and get some tribute, there is no need to worry. It would be too shameful to get angry because of such a trivial matter.