New White Snake Asking Immortals

"Is there a trick?"

The two old monks really had no choice. Baijiao hid in the southern wilderness like a tortoise and could not come out. The demon emperor was not easy to mess with. Even if he went back to the mountain, he would carefully go around the Longmen Desert, the most dangerous place. He was more vigilant than a rabbit, and the beasts were good at hiding and lurking. I really want to hide and it's hard to find traces.

If you don't hide, you can't mess with it. The Longmen Desert's loss of the power of the digital god stage is the best example. It looks innocent but is ruthless.

Western religion's evaluation of Baijiao is very simple.

Greedy for life, afraid of death, treacherous and cruel, with endless hiding methods, rain clouds, rivers and lakes, and even underground dark rivers where no one dares to go down, they would rather deal with the demon emperor than the slippery autumn worm.

King Wisdom smiled confidently and calmly again.

"You have overlooked one point, which is also the most critical point."

"Oh? What's the problem?"

"When the status and vision are too high, we always forget the simplest and ordinary. We are used to using our insights to deal with difficulties, and our subordinates will blindly obey because of our lofty status, thinking that what we say is right."

When the two of them thought about it, they thought it was right. A higher level of cultivation and status would naturally lead to a wealth of knowledge. Is there something wrong?

King Wisdom continued to explain.

"However, because it is too high, it ignores the most obvious and simplest things."

"I was as tangled and confused as the two of you back then, and I couldn't figure it out. One day, when I went to the city to beg for alms and experience the mortal world, I suddenly remembered something!"

The expression became solemn in vain, and the two old monks of Jinshanyuan hurriedly pricked up their ears.

"That's right! Although Bai Jiao is a monster, she is a woman!"

"Female...female?"

The two of them were stunned again. They didn't understand what the woman had to do with dealing with Bai Jiao. We were all outsiders and had to abide by the rules. Is it really okay to talk about women in person?

The golden-winged roc bird Huang Zhao listened at the door and almost didn't fall down.

"That's right, Jiao Nu is also a woman. As a woman, the presence of the Red Luan Star is unavoidable, but her Taoist heart is firm, and she must use special means to do so."

"Once you fall in love, even if you are a flood dragon, you will not be able to escape the catastrophe of suicide, so you can take this opportunity to join my sect."

No one thought that King Wisdom would come up with such a bad idea, even Huang Zhao was taken aback.

Gold-winged Dapeng Huang Zhao thinks that this idea does not seem to be the idea of ​​the King of Wisdom, or it can be said that it is a strategy that the King of Wisdom thought of, but this King of Wisdom is not the King of Wisdom, and he knows that the three of them have no idea who is the Wisdom Wang, the feeling of having a secret in his arms is both exciting and frightening, for fear that that terrible existence will turn him into another person.

I am not myself, the more I think about it, the more afraid I become...

The two old monks felt that it was unreliable, as Bai Jiao's cultivation was not enough to make anyone fall in love with him.

It is rumored that Chunyang's current head is in love with the dragon girl, so it is impossible to fool him?

Wouldn't it still be the White Flood Dragon of Chunyang Palace in the end?

"Is there anyone to choose?"

"The cause and the result, if you want to know the cause of the previous life, what you have received in this life is what you have received in this life, and if you want to know the result of the future life, what you have done in this life is what the gods and Buddhas told in their dreams that the dragon girl is destined to be with one person, and his love for the dragon girl is reincarnated The third life is alone and unmarried, and this life will be reincarnated in Suzhou and Hangzhou."

Whether causality is true or not can’t be judged. In short, use it when you need it, and throw it away when you don’t need it. It all depends on the situation, and words have the final say.

Whether there is a fate depends on how to operate, anyway, God will not show up to explain.

Huang Zhao curled his lips outside the door, where did the gods and Buddhas give advice in a dream, it was clearly the terrible King of Wisdom who secretly made the move.

"The jiao girl fell in love with others, married and had children, which caused the world of mortals to be tainted with karma. My teaching is justified. Besides, if there are more fetters, as long as the father and son are held, the jiao girl will have nowhere to escape."

"As expected of the King of Wisdom, I admire you."

"It's the same sentence. Our status is too high to cover our eyes. Occasionally, we will always find a different world when we bow our heads and bend down. It's wonderful."

The golden-winged roc curled its lips again, thinking that this group of Westerners would dare to do anything, and the relationship between the head of Chunyang and Jiao Nu is unknown, and you secretly gave Jiao Nu to others in a blink of an eye.

I'm afraid this hatred won't be resolved for three thousand years, so we'd better avoid Chunyang carefully in the future.

"In this case, we need to arrange it as soon as possible."

The three of them deliberated on the strategy in detail, which was related to the sloppy luck of the sect.

...

Southern Wilderness.

The water in the Tiankeng pool splashed everywhere, and the ice cubes mixed with the pool water hit the surrounding cliffs.

The slender white dragon twitched for a while, then swam into the air with a dragon chant, flung off water droplets and flew up to the top of the mountain to bask in the sun to recover its body temperature, clinging to the rocks and looking around, as if looking for something.

Turning into a human form, standing on the top of the rock with thick long hair tied up thoughtfully.

Now that he is 800 years old, it is unimaginable. In addition, his cultivation base has been promoted to the perfect state of the god transformation stage. It is neither fast nor slow. There is no way, Moubai has to wait at least seven hundred years.

"What's the matter with dreaming?"

Recently, Bai Yu suddenly has frequent dreams. The dreams are very speechless, and they are all about love in the world. If it wasn't for wielding a knife in the dream and killing all directions, the picture would be even uglier.

I don't know if the other dragons are dreaming of Bai Yu, anyway, it's not normal recently.

It always feels like the dream is implying something.

He shook his head.

"It may be caused by the cool water in Tiankeng Lake, which leads to slow blood flow, insufficient blood supply to the brain and lack of oxygen. Try going back to Baifu to sleep, the soft blanket is very comfortable~"

Just as he was about to fly away, he suddenly had an idea and took out the mysterious orb. He dug out a piece of silver from the storage bag and kept pulling and shaping it into a necklace shape, stuck the orb, stuffed it into his clothes and hung it up.

Fly back to Baifu, get into the bedroom and continue to sleep, the quilt is soft, comfortable, fragrant and peaceful, more comfortable than Tiankeng.

It didn't take long to fall asleep slowly and dream again.

The mysterious orb hanging on his chest suddenly radiated heat, Bai Yu felt abnormal and slowly woke up, looked at the orb and said nothing, just put away the bead, yawned and continued to sleep, moved his fingers, and secretly made a contemptuous gesture pretending to be unconscious... …

The dream was still ambiguous, but Bai Yu was able to stay awake and watch coldly.

There is no doubt that there are peerless powers who can use soul spells and are good at interfering with other people's will.

At the same time, Qingling also had some strange dreams recently. In her dreams, she always went to the Central Plains with her sister. She didn’t like the human world, but after going to the Central Plains again and again in her dreams, she gradually became no longer repulsed. Keep instilling a certain idea, and subtly accept things that you don't like after a long time.

Territory along the river city.

Street monsters come and go, shoulder to shoulder, a young monk with a nearly perfect appearance smiles and walks slowly.

The strange thing is that the surrounding people and demons seem to be totally unable to see the existence of the young monk, but inexplicably and unconsciously dodge it, and no one notices that there is anything unusual about him just now.

"Flood Dragon is worthy of being a heaven and earth spirit beast, immune to spells? Or is the soul different from ordinary people?"

"It seems that we have to stay for a few more years..."