New White Snake Asking Immortals

At the beginning of the Qingming Festival, one spring rain and one warm.

There are various sects or casual cultivators gathered around Shenhua Mountain, most of them are just to watch the fun, and those who have the courage to participate in the siege of Huashan for gambling are now stationed with the Western Sect. There are countless monks around Huashan, and they can be seen every day. Streamers kept falling from the sky.

The shops in the small town are still open, and many casual practitioners simply live in the town and wait to watch the show.

Both sides are well-known and well-known sects, so there is no need to worry about dealing with the small town or being affected by Chiyu. Anyway, the slogans of both sides are very nice, and if you don't believe it, you can even slap yourself in the face.

Standing on the mountainside where the Huashan Zongmen is located, when the weather is good, you can see the tents at the foot of the mountain. This scene is not like monks fighting, but more like two armies fighting.

The scene was very big, and young disciples had already begun to learn from each other at the foot of the mountain, and the attack was quite heavy.

Bai Yujun is dressed in a Taoist robe and holds a horizontal knife in her hand. She is eager to kill and set fire. With so many monks, the vitality and blood are great tonics. Swift has already eaten a lot secretly. In her eyes, human beings are no different from those ordinary prey in the Southern Wilderness. The difference is that they can be eaten.

As the battle approached, there were elder-level monks on duty every day at the gate of Mount Hua at the foot of the mountain.

Before the gate was guarded by foundation-building disciples, after the arrival of the Western Sect, ten senior Jindan disciples and an elder were directly added. Today it happened to be Bai Yujun's turn to be on duty, sitting by the gate to drink tea and eat pastries.

From time to time, some outstanding disciples from the sect would go out to fight with the younger generation of Western sects. Young people are bound to be very angry.

The other elders are all standing upright in front of the door to show their majesty. A certain Bai is more lazy. A chair, a table and a teapot are enough, and the long legs are raised and placed on the table to recline the chair...

Without a proper shape, it is very likely to be immersed in a pig cage in a place with strict etiquette.

There was really only one teapot, no teacups, and no water-boiling utensils. The young disciples were asked to fill a pot of water in a nearby mountain spring, and directly use magic to boil and throw in the tea leaves to soak.

After the tea leaves are brewed, hold the teapot with one hand and lift it up to pour directly into your mouth...

gurgle~ gurgle~

"Huh~ Shu Tan, Huashan Spring Water really lives up to its reputation."

Smacking his lips, he saw a few young disciples carrying an injured fellow back home. It seemed that he had injured his lungs during the fight, and immediately the spirit of Lingxu stepped forward to treat him.

In a martial arts competition, the two sides are in the same situation, and they will definitely kill each other.

Don't think that saying that you should avoid killing is that you really don't kill. People in the world can't escape the word profit. No matter how holy the sect is, they can't escape this word. Anyway, it is enough to find a reason for killing yourself for the peace of the world. Humans are best at playing with words.

"How is the injury?" Bai Yujun asked.

"Reporting to the elder, hurting the heart may affect the future cultivation. Fortunately, the heart was avoided in the end to avoid death. Those vicious thieves are cruel and merciless!"

The young disciple cursed angrily and was very angry.

Bai Yujun waved her hand.

"Remember that it's nothing to lose in the martial arts competition. Remember that life comes first. If you lose this time, it's better to fight back next time. Alas... I will treat him so that the root cause of the disease does not let those birds succeed."

"Thank you, Elder Bai!"

Regarding the treatment of injuries, Bai Yujun thinks she still has some tricks, so she will help her recuperate carefully to ensure that she will not hurt her at all.

Disinfected and bandaged people sent to the mountains to recuperate.

Standing at the gate of the mountain, you can see the arena where many young disciples of the Western Sect compete with Chunyang disciples, and each wins and loses.

It's just an appetizer before the battle. It doesn't need the Qi refining period and the foundation building period at all, at least it is at the Jindan stage or above to participate in the fight. In fact, Bai Yujun was the first to do it before this, and secretly changed the terrain to make the western sect's resident change. It was not easy for strangers to live in the situation, and the opponent used sutras to strengthen and suppress them, and they fought secretly for several rounds.

"I really hope that someone will come and challenge me, oh, it's so boring~"

Drink up the tea and have nothing to do, and you can't drink it all the time, and you can't leave the mountain gate too far, huh? I am so stupid!

Then, in front of the ten senior Jindan disciples, he took out a piece of snake scale and transformed into another Bai Yujun. The two white flood dragons with the same scene and very similar aura said goodbye to each other. The clone stood in front of the mountain gate calmly guarding the gate. One changed clothes and ran away without a trace.

"..."

The mouth corners of the ten senior disciples twitched, they closed their eyes and turned a blind eye.

In the distance, three monks at the transformation stage stood up abruptly, with expressions of excitement on their faces, Bai Jiao finally couldn't bear to act without authorization! This is the best opportunity!

"Quick! Release the bait and prepare to catch the white flood!"

Near the arena, four Jindan stage western sect disciples somehow flew towards the gate of Chunyang Mountain as instructed, wondering if they had some special mission, and after flying for a while, they saw a half-human, half-demon woman...

Ding dong bang bang! Scream!

Then, at the stage of transforming gods, the three disciples saw a certain Jiao who had left the mountain gate kill four Jindan monks and ran away, then turned around and sneaked back to Shenhua Mountain...

what's the situation? Couldn't it be that he couldn't bear his bestiality and sneaked out to kill people?

A certain Bai crept away and neglected his duties. When he was running up the mountain, he turned his head and raised his small fist to a place in the distance, and then made a very indecent gesture, with a face full of contempt. You can exchange three bottles of good pills, what a group of good people.

"Tch~ I'm really stupid. If you run out and make waves, you will fall into your trap, so you won't go out, and you will be mad at me~"

He turned around and made a grimace, with white scales on his face and a playful little tongue.

The three monks in the ambush in the distance had gloomy faces. They were tricked and let the four Jindan stage disciples die for nothing. They killed them and ran with their heads in their hands. What a cunning thing!

He quickly ran back to the mountain to exchange for rewards, exchanged three bottles of high-quality pills, and then found a few Golden Core female disciples to give them as gifts. This thing is useless to the current Bai Yujun, it is purely snacks, but it can be given to Golden Core disciples. Preventing injuries is used as an emergency. In the event of a war, the Jindan stage is in the most dangerous situation, and they need it even more.

Swaggeringly ran to a secluded place to meditate, and once again swayed the earth's veins to assassinate the enemy...

In fact, there are endless plans and traps against the white jiao, but the premise is that a certain jiao must leave the range of Huashan, and as soon as he leaves, three or more masters of the transformation stage will take action to catch the jiao.

Some of the abilities of the white flood dragon in Chunyang Palace are simply against the sky. If it is not solved, it will be very difficult. Many Westerners secretly hate it. They are also monsters, but how can the father and son of the golden-winged roc in the church not be able to catch up with the dragon?

There is no shortage of masters in the Western religion, only those like Baijiao who can be captured and used as mountain guardian beasts.

At the beginning, it was hard to suppress the pure yang luck, and the snake demon Huajiao immediately improved a lot. If the dragon transforms in the future, I am afraid that the pure yang luck will be in full swing. It is far from a change that can be compared with the treasures of Zhenjiao. Essence can transform Jiao, and I have raised thousands of snake demons, but none of them can transform Jiao.

"The evildoer is cunning, don't let people die..."

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