New White Snake Asking Immortals

What happened in the town shocked many people.

The government only came to a few policemen to show their busyness and then left. There were only a few non-official gentry in the town who were busy helping the child find a family. It was very deserted, as if everyone didn't care about the child's arrest.

The sun was very hot, and Bai Yu felt that her body temperature was too high and she had to hide in a cool place.

It is better to be natural if you are too lazy to use magical powers to adjust your body temperature. Only in this way will you always remember that you are not a human being, and you will never be able to integrate into the human circle.

Frustrated by the intense sun, the big yellow dog sticks out its tongue and refuses to move, and the cat lies in the cool place and sleeps.

The four senior disciples were still waiting in the town to deliver the message.

Junior sister Zixu came to sit beside Bai Yu, and took a serious look at this senior sister Bai who was very legendary in Huashan. Her late cultivation base was not as high as Bai Yu's, so she could only be a junior sister.

"Junior Sister Qin Shuang has met Senior Sister Bai."

Zixu Qinshuang almost gave gifts with no show, it's not her fault, most of the Zixu sword cultivators are like this, unless they encounter sword masters or things that are beneficial to swordsmanship, otherwise they can keep this show for a lifetime.

"Junior Sister Qin, come and have a seat."

Qin Shuang looked at the small bench that Bai Yu took out from the storage bag, and finally sat down.

"Senior Sister Bai, we will return to Mount Hua soon, how about you?"

"Back to Huashan"

Hearing this, Bai Yu was stunned for a moment, always feeling as if he had missed some important event, and recently set up a stall to make money every day and didn't pay much attention to the important event, at most he took the opportunity to find the magic cultivator to kill some people and set fire to it.

Qin Shuang was not used to sitting on the bench. She tried her best to pretend to be calm and looked up in the direction of Mount Hua.

"The way of heaven has changed greatly, the Western religion has flourished, Chunyang is no longer the God of Protecting the Nation, the once prosperous mountain gate has gradually become quiet, and it no longer recruits disciples as often as before. The sect has not recruited disciples on a large scale for a long time."

Thinking about it carefully, it seems right. Bai Yu hasn’t seen the various stations recruiting disciples for many years. On the contrary, there are fewer and fewer stations. There used to be Chunyang disciples stationed in even the county towns to protect against evil spirits. Now there are only a few large cities with stations. In Daxing, regardless of poverty, there are countless temples, tens of thousands of acres of temple fields, and countless monks.

Bai Yu feels that Chunyang is more like breaking away from the mundane world, a bit like better soldiers and simpler administration.

"You mean that Zongmen plans to give up all the residences and return to the mountain?"

"Yes,

The reason why the resident is set up is to appease the world and prevent practitioners from causing disasters in the secular world, but everything has changed now, I, Chunyang, no longer play the original role, and when I return to the mountain, I will be a real Taoist school and a place of pure cultivation outside the world , Xunxian asked. "

"Has the world changed?"

Danfeng looked at the sky and then at the town.

It is indeed different from more than two hundred years ago. At that time, Chunyang disciples ran around to maintain stability, there was no war and no evil spirits did evil. Now, hehe, the clans and the government connive at the evil cultivators. Wave after wave, like the waves of the ocean, erodes the poor world.

Qin Shuang's face was slightly gloomy, probably because she was a little sad when she thought that Chunyang was about to return to hermitage, which would no longer be the same as the grand occasion with countless disciples.

The former giant in the cultivation world followed the trend of the sky and chose to retire.

Perhaps, in a few years, it will be difficult to see Chunyang disciples walking around the world. Slowly, people in the practice world will gradually forget the white robes with blue patterns, and the figure walking with a sword behind his back.

"Senior Sister Bai, are you not going back?"

"I"

Bai Yu is at a loss, what can he do when he goes back? Enlightenment every day and meditate as a snake demon can really meditate quietly all day drinking flower dew and eating fragrant fruits

Huajiao needs a lot of nutrient support to transform, and there is not so much food on the mountain.

And, most importantly, if there are fewer people on the mountain, it is impossible to set up a stall to make money

Bai Yu always remembers her role as a street vendor.

"I won't go back for the time being, the outside is good, and I won't be full when I go back to the mountain."

The corners of Qin Shuang's mouth twitched after hearing this remark, thinking about it, too. Monsters like to be unrestrained and don't want to be dull and quiet. Besides, the outside world is really exciting, and the world is chaotic. I guess only monsters can feel like a fish in water in this world.

In fact, Bai Yu didn't feel well in her heart, she felt empty.

When I think about the fact that there is no help for the various stations to pack their bags and go back to the mountain, the loss is unspeakable. In the future, they will no longer be able to find someone to help clean up the mess. It is rare to see Chunyang disciples who walk the rivers and lakes.

In the reincarnation of heaven, prosperity must decline. Although it is not as prosperous as before, it has more immortal energy.

The Taoist school is still a Taoist school, and there are many fewer disciples. Those who can be taken up the mountain in the future must be those with outstanding talents.

I'm afraid that gradually, even the tournament will no longer be held.

"Ugh"

With a sigh, one person and one snake sat in the shade of a tree, feeling depressed.

A spiritual power sword no bigger than a palm flew from the sky, and a junior took over the small sword to sense it.

"Let's go, the master has notified the sects and Western religions of this matter, and also informed the court, let's go back and pack our bags and go back to the mountain."

Bai Yu opened his mouth and finally couldn't say anything.

The sect apparently handed over the matter to the various sects of practice, and no longer had to do everything by themselves as in the past.

Saying goodbye to the four brothers and sisters, watching the four lights flying into the distance, I never expected that I would get such shocking news when I contacted the station again. No wonder I found that there were so few people when I went to the station. It turned out that the sect was weak and could not continue to maintain the station Existence, without the suppression of the Pure Yang Palace, the demons should be very happy

Bai Yu was still standing by the stream in the small town, looking at the direction where the light disappeared, silent.

half an hour.

"Forget it, you brothers and sisters can go back to the mountain, and you will lose your life in vain in the great catastrophe."

Pull out the bamboo hat, put it on, and leave the town.

Chunyang withdrew his resident disciples.

No need to be notified, almost all the monks know about this, because the sky keeps flashing streamers, or one, or dozens, all of them are plundering in the direction of Shenhua Mountain, and the giant that has guarded the Central Plains for countless years is shrinking. The rays of light took away not only the Chunyang resident, but also the peace of mind of many monks and sects.

roadside.

Lifting the bamboo hat, Bai Yu looked at the sky as groups of streamers pierced the sky.

I remember the catastrophe in the world that year, countless sword lights flew to the disaster area to save people from fire and water, or flew to Nanyuan to fight against the magic gate. , it may be difficult to reproduce in the future.

If you look at the entire land of the Central Plains from a very high sky, you can see many small light spots from all over the place converging towards one place.

a great era is over

Shenhua Mountain, in front of Chunyang Mountain.

As the rays of light fell, the disciples of Chunyang walked into the mountain gate neatly and returned to the Chunyang Palace after a long absence.

On Jianfeng.

Snow flakes were flying, and the five stood under the silver-white ancient pine and stared at the rays of light returning to the mountain. The four of Yu Rong and Chu Zhe felt relieved and also disappointed. They were relieved that the disciple of Chunyang could return to the mountain gate safely.

The disciples of Chunyang Palace have shed too much blood for this world, it's time to rest.

"Ugh"

"When will my Chunyang be prosperous again?"

"Maybe hundreds of years, maybe thousands of years, don't forget, my three disciples are working hard to evolve, transforming into dragons, transforming into dragons, every promotion will make my pure Yang Palace luck great."

Yu Rong smiled. \u003cb\u003eChapter content is working hard to restore, please visit again later. \u003c/b\u003e

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