New White Snake Asking Immortals

The moon shines in the sky and the night is deep and cold.

The Fuyao Sect's mountain gate is sparsely lit and the pavilions are dilapidated and in disrepair for a long time. The once glorious Fuyao Sect has fallen into disrepair. There are not many disciples and their cultivation base is not high. The unique development method is doomed.

Cultivation is inseparable from the flesh, bones, and essence of monsters, and fighting is also inseparable from monsters.

Ever since the chaos in the Nanhuang Hundred Thousand Mountains, it has been difficult for Jiuli Heibu to catch monsters, especially the rise of the Baijiao territory has become more serious. The demon-subduing sect without monsters began to march hard. The upper sect fell to the altar.

During the period, I thought about capturing monsters from all over the Central Plains for practice, but there are not many monsters in the mountains and forests in the Central Plains. Even if there are monsters, they are good at hiding and hiding, and it is difficult to gain anything.

The Chiman people in the south are so fierce and violent that they can't cooperate with each other. The hatred between the different races in the north and the Central Plains is higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea. It is impossible to join hands to catch the monsters. Without the monsters, the strength plummets.

The famous sect has been reduced to a small third-rate sect, and its former glory is no longer there.

In the main hall, the current head of Fuyao Sect is full of sadness, unshaven beard and fearful. A few days ago, it was rumored in the practice circle that Chunyang Palace was assigned to Western Sect Jinshan Academy to assist Baijiao to advance, and it is said that he successfully advanced to become the Mahayana Demon Emperor.

If it was possible, the head of Fu Yaozong really wanted to get drunk without thinking about the possibility that the Demon Emperor might come to seek revenge.

It was late at night, and candles illuminated the luxurious hall.

squeak~

The door, which had been in disrepair for a long time, was pushed open, and a young disciple quickly stepped inside and ran to the head of the door.

"The head... There is a woman climbing a mountain outside, we can't stop..."

"woman?"

The lamps and candles in the hall flickered automatically in the absence of wind, and the copper vessels hanging at the door symbolized auspiciousness and warding off evil trembled and sounded. The Demon Emperor is here!

"Notify the disciples in the door to stay away from the main hall, and not to approach without orders."

"The master..."

"Go! Go!"

The head of Fu Yaozong yelled so frightened that his disciples hurried out of the door. There was only one person left in the empty hall, standing in front of the door in a daze as if waiting for someone, bowing his head in silence without saying a word.

The gap in cultivation base is too big, all conspiracies and tricks are meaningless in the face of absolute strength.

It's better to admit defeat than to risk the lives of hundreds of people in the whole sect.

I hope that I can exchange my own life for the survival of young disciples.

Looking down the stairs from a distance, there is a girl in white walking slowly with something in her arms.

The night was blue, and the slender figure of Shengxue in white was approaching step by step under the moonlight.

When I didn't see it, I was worried and frightened, but when I saw it suddenly, I became calm and calm. The thing that should come will come sooner or later. It's really helpless that the head of the sect has caused a disaster but wants the younger generation to take responsibility.

The footsteps are very light, and the head of Fu Yaozong can see the horns and pointed ears of Xiaolong, which should be the legendary Jiao Yaohuang.

Bai Yujun walked leisurely to the largest main hall of Fu Yao Sect.

Fu Yaozong is full of special instruments and medicines for monsters. When facing the demon king or demon emperor, these things are pale and weak. Magic weapons do not mean omnipotent.

The headmaster saw that Bai was holding an oiled paper umbrella in his arms...

Strolling into the main hall of Fu Yaozong, he walked past the head of the sect as if he didn't see it. He looked up and admired the long portraits hanging on the wall. , the most special thing is that all kinds of monster skulls are hung on the wall behind the head throne, and the hobby is so unique.

A certain white-backed hand, holding the umbrella handle with his right hand behind him, tapped his left hand once and for all, very leisurely.

Don't look at a certain sect leader at all, it seems that Bai Jiao is wandering around undefended, but he has no intention of sneaking from behind. Human beings sometimes need self-knowledge when they are alive.

Bai Yujun appreciates the history of the Fu Yao Sect with relish, and the head of the Fu Yao Sect respectfully follows behind.

Turned around and came near the gate.

Looking back at the middle-aged man, he is very young, with only the initial stage of Yuanying cultivation. Compared with the past, he really declined. At that time, he dared to negotiate conditions with Chunyang Palace.

Take out the oil paper umbrella.

"Do you... buy an umbrella? One hundred taels of gold, the quality is high and the price is fair. It's a time-honored brand with a good reputation."

The head of Fu Yaozong nodded without hesitation.

"Buy, I have gold."

He reached out and took out a gold nugget from the storage bag and handed it to Bai Yujun.

He took the gold and handed it over to the oil-paper umbrella. He paid the money with one hand and delivered the goods with the other hand without paying the debt. This kid actually gave nearly twenty taels of gold more. How much money is good is how much money, the spirit of the contract cannot be discarded!

The head of Fu Yaozong was a little hard to understand, and he was secretly worried.

The legend of Jiaolong selling umbrellas has a long history. People in many places in the Central Plains know that if they meet a girl in white selling umbrellas, they cannot refuse, and they will give as much as they want. It is their life to buy.

Nod your head, the boy is very good.

"There are a few other old friends who haven't seen each other for many years, and they should have met at the door. Please, Mr. Sect Leader, lead the way."

"Who is the name, please?"

"Guo Lian, what is the other one called Yunhe, can you find it for me?"

After hearing these two names, the head of the Fu Yao Sect trembled all over. He didn't dare to express too much, and nodded stiffly. This is the first time he understands the hatred and persistence of the white dragon beast. It has been hundreds of years. He has become the world-renowned demon emperor, but he still remembers the hatred back then, and he doesn't know why the senior's forehead went crazy to offend Bai Jiao.

For hundreds of years, Baijiao's life is long and humans' short lifespan is sometimes exhausted. Guo Lianhe's head at that time has already turned into dead bones.

"Your Excellency, the Demon Emperor, can you...not implicate others..."

"I will find anyone who has a grudge against me. I mean what I say, and you will definitely be influenced by the holy demon character on me."

"plz follow me……"

Bai Yujun followed the head of the Fuyao Sect towards the back mountain, walked through the pavilions and buildings, walked through the pine forest, and came to a tomb. She took a certain Bai skillfully through the messy tombs to the core area to find two graves. The tombstones were written as What was Guo Lianhe's name back then, the tomb of the head of Yunhe.

You have to see it even after you die, and you have to use the most pious heart to look up at the remains of your old friends, remember their appearance in your heart, and always cherish it, so as to spur yourself to work hard and make progress.

Blinking his eyes, he could perceive through the tomb whether it was the corpses of the two.

After careful identification, it is indeed true that the soul has already returned to the underworld to be reincarnated. However, the monk can't escape the temple if he can run away, so he can take the opportunity to do something to make his thoughts clear.

Standing in front of Guo Lian's grave, his expression was cold.

With a snap of the fingers, the feng shui of the tomb collapsed and collapsed. Once it was broken, no matter how it was modified, it could not be repaired.

Then go to another person's grave and repeat the action. Death does not mean the end. With the dragon's ability, it may have interfered with the enemy's reincarnation luck, leaving the enemy nowhere to escape.

The head of the Fu Yao Sect wanted to cry, but he watched Bai Jiao's mischief against his senior, and he really didn't let go of the corpse.

After taking revenge, Bai Jiao went down the mountain and left.

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