New White Snake Asking Immortals

What happened in the town shocked many people.

The government just came and left with a few busy symbols of the arrest, and only a few gentry outside the town were busy helping the children find family members, very deserted, as if everyone didn't care about the children being arrested.

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

It's better to be too lazy to use supernatural powers to adjust your body temperature. Only in this way can you always remember that you are not a human being, and you will never be able to integrate into the human race circle.

The scorching sun is suffocating, 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 pass the message.

Junior Sister Zixu came to Bai Yu and sat down, and took a serious look at the legendary Senior Sister Bai in Huashan. She was a junior and only a junior sister without Bai Yugao.

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

Zixu Qinshuang almost doesn't show any courtesy. It's not her fault. Most of the Zixu sword cultivators are like this. Unless they encounter a kendo master or something beneficial to swordsmanship, they can keep this watch for a lifetime.

"Junior Sister Qin, come and sit down."

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

"Senior Sister Bai, it won't be long before we return to Mount Huashan, how about you?"

"Back to Huashan"

Hearing this, Bai Yu was stunned for a while, always feeling as if he had missed something important. Recently, he doesn't pay much attention to major events by setting up a stall every day to make money.

Qin Shuang was a little unaccustomed to sitting on the bench, trying to pretend to be calm and looking up in the direction of Huashan.

"The way of heaven has changed greatly, the Western religion has flourished, Chunyang is no longer the Protector of the Nation, and the once prosperous sect has gradually quieted down.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems right. Bai Yu has not seen each station recruiting disciples for many years. Instead, there are fewer and fewer stations. There used to be Chunyang disciples stationed in the county to guard against demons. Now there are only a few large cities that still have stations. In Daxing, there are countless poor temples, thousands of hectares of temple fields, and countless monks everywhere.

Bai Yu feels that Chunyang is more like a break away from the mundane world, a bit similar to elite soldiers and simplified administration.

"You mean that Zongmen plans to give up all the stations and return to the mountains"

"That's right, the reason why the station was set up was to appease the world and prevent practitioners from disrupting the world, but now everything has changed, I Chunyang will no longer play its original role, and when I return to the mountain, I will be a real Taoist and a world. Outside the land of purification, Xun Xian asked."

"Has the world changed?"

Danfeng looked at the sky and then at the town.

It is indeed different from more than 200 years ago. At that time, the disciples of Chunyang were running around to maintain stability. There was no war and no evil spirits. Now, hehe, the clans, clans and officials condone the demons and cultivators. Wave after wave, like the waves of the sea, constantly eroding this poor world.

Qin Shuang's face was a little sad, probably because she thought that Chunyang was about to return to hermit and was no longer the same as the countless grand occasions of his disciples.

Once the giant in the cultivation world chose to go into seclusion in accordance with the situation.

Maybe, in a few years, it will be difficult for the world to see Chunyang disciples walking around the world. Slowly, people in the cultivation world will gradually forget the white robes and blue striped robes, and forget the shadow of walking with a sword.

"Senior Sister Bai, are you going back?"

"I"

Bai Yu is at a loss, what can I do when I go back? I realize that I meditate every day. I am a snake demon. I can really meditate quietly and drink flower dew and fragrant fruit all day long.

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, there is no way to set up a stall to make money.

Bai Yu always remembers his stalls.

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

Hearing this, Qin Shuang's mouth twitched, thinking about it, too, monsters like to be unrestrained and don't want to be dull and clean. Besides, the outside is really exciting and the world is chaotic. It is estimated that only monsters can be like a fish in water in this world.

In fact, Bai Yu didn't feel well in his heart, and felt a sense of emptiness.

When I think about packing my bags and going back to the mountains, it seems that there is no help for the resident, and it is hard to say. It is rare to see Chunyang disciples who walk in the rivers and lakes.

Heaven's reincarnation, prosperity will decline, although not as prosperous as before, but more immortal.

Daomen is still Daomen, and there are many fewer disciples. Those who can be accepted into the mountain in the future must be those with outstanding talents. From now on, Shenhua Mountain is detached from the mundane and serene.

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

"Ugh"

With a sigh, one person and one snake sat dully in the shade.

A spiritual sword that was no bigger than a slap flew from the sky, and a junior brother took the sword to perceive it.

"Let's go, the division has already informed the various sects and Western sects about this, and also informed the court, let's go back to pack our bags and go back to the mountains."

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

The sects obviously handed over the matter to the various cultivation sects, and no longer had to do things by themselves as before.

Saying goodbye to the four junior brothers and sisters, watching the four escape lights fly into the distance, I didn’t expect that I would get such shocking news when I contacted the station again. No wonder when I went to the station, I found that there were so few people. It turned out that the sect was weak and could not continue to maintain the station. Existence, without the suppression of Chunyang 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, brothers and sisters, it's better to go back to the mountain, and you lost your life in the calamity of the province."

Flip out the hat, put it on, and turn away from the town.

Chunyang withdrew his resident disciples.

No need to notify, almost all monks know about this, because the sky is constantly passing streamers, or one, or dozens, all of them are swept in the direction of Shenhua Mountain, and the behemoth that has guarded the Central Plains for countless years is shrinking. The rays of light took away not only the Chunyang station, but also the peace in the hearts of many cultivators.

roadside.

Raising the hat, Bai Yu looked at the sky in groups of streamers piercing the sky.

I remember when there was a catastrophe in the world, countless sword lights flew to the disaster area to save people from water and fire, or flew to Nanyuan to fight the Demon Gate. , it may be difficult to reproduce in the future.

If you look at the entire Central Plains from a very high sky, you will see that many small spots of light are converging in one place.

A big era is over

Shenhua Mountain, in front of Chunyang Mountain.

One after another, the lights fell down~www.readwn.com~ Chunyang disciples walked neatly into the mountain gate and returned to the long-awaited Chunyang Palace.

On Sword Peak.

The snow fluttered, 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 were both relieved and disappointed. They were relieved that the disciples of Chunyang could return to the mountain gate safely. The loss and prosperity are gone.

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

"Ugh"

"When will my Chunyang flourish again?"

"Maybe hundreds of years, maybe thousands of years, don't forget, my three disciples are working hard to evolve, transform into dragons, and transform into dragons. Every improvement will make my Chunyang Palace prosperous."

Yu Rong smiled. Chapter content is working hard to restore, please visit later.

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