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Master Yu Rong wanted to take Bai Yu back to Huashan, but Bai Yu felt so unhappy that he didn't want to go back. Yu Rong didn't force it, leaving various treasures and scriptures behind and teaching them how to practice before flying away to kill the Wolf Three Stars. Now the world is in chaos, and they can't stay in Nan Desolate for a long time.
Before leaving, Yu Rong warned the Western Church. Bai Yu didn't know if those guys who only had faith in their hearts would care.
Watching the figure disappear into the sky.
He got up and flew back to Snake Valley with a heavy heart.
A corner of Snake Valley was burnt and roasted by the fire. There seemed to be not many, but in fact, countless snake eggs and baby snakes were buried in the sea of fire. After the rain, the ground was in a mess, with burnt eggshells and baby snakes turned into black charcoal. The air was filled with thorns. Nose smell, it was the first time Bai Yu disliked a smell so much.
Fire and heat dispersed the miasma, exposing Snake Valley to the sky.
If no measures are taken, it will not be long before this place becomes a hunting ground for raptors. If the swamp has to recover from the miasma for at least a few months, I am afraid that by then this valley will no longer be a breeding ground for snakes.
A fire destroys a habitat. Those people have the ability to burn all the vegetation in the world.
Valley pond.
The vegetation on the ground is dark and desolate, and the flat mirror-like water surface reflects the dark world. The two worlds are equally desolate and silent, with the black being the scorched earth, the blue being the sky, and the white being the clouds.
A girl in white with shawl and long hair appeared in the upper and lower reflections, standing motionless by the water.
For a long time, the breeze blew across the water, and the reflected world appeared ripples, leaving only a real world, dilapidated, and only the sound of wind remained in the formerly vibrant valley.
Bai Yu decided to repair the Snake Valley environment.
He couldn't ask for help, and Bai Yu didn't say anything when Yu Rong was there. This was his own business and he couldn't ask for help.
The first thing to do is to clear out the nearby falcons. All the snakes in the valley are running away in panic. There must be falcons coming to hunt. There are still a large number of snake eggs in the Snake Valley that have not yet hatched and there are many baby snakes. No matter what kind of animals are allowed to enter the valley, you can only take precautions. The falcon repairs the swamp and restores the miasma.
First, they searched and patrolled around the Snake Valley to drive away the falcons, and then picked up many carcasses of beasts and threw them into the swamp to sink into the mud. After decay, they would help promote miasma.
Tear off a few pieces of snake scales and place them everywhere around the Snake Valley, using the smell of monsters in the demon pill stage to scare away foragers.
During this period, several little demons discovered that the miasma had dissipated here and wanted to feast on it. They were unceremoniously killed by Bai Yu and then thrown into the swamp to contribute to the creation of the miasma.
Those snake spirits were the first to return and returned to the valley to continue practicing.
Most of Snake Valley was not affected by the disaster. Apart from the slow recovery of the miasma, it was not much different from usual. Occasionally, a white shadow passed by in the sky carrying the corpses of various burned animals...
Bai Yu's call for wind and rain saved a large area of mountains and forests, countless creatures survived, and their cultivation level improved again.
The sun rises and the moon sets, the sun sets and the moon rises.
Time flies while busy, and after taking a lot of elixirs and spiritual fruits presented by Yu Rong, his strength has improved slightly. Don't underestimate this little bit. For Bai Yu, if he wants to improve his cultivation, it depends on the years. It can easily take a hundred years, and the past is still I am anxious to become an immortal, and my mentality is much better now.
The swamp mud kept bubbling, and the gases that came out were poisonous, and the miasma gradually returned to its former size.
This busy work lasted for several months...
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Small bamboo house.
In the bamboo pavilion in the fence courtyard, Bai Yu leaned on the deck chair and stared at the night sky in a daze.
A few months after the war and fire, the climate in the Southern Wilderness became warm, and the burned mountain forests were gradually covered with green. The birds and beasts that had left gradually returned to their hometowns, and the Snake Valley also recovered. With the miasma and swamps blocking it, it was still the holy place for reproduction, and life calmed down.
Looking up, the three evil stars in the sky are still shining.
This catastrophe is not over yet. It is just three tribes, two demon kings and a bunch of monks from the Central Plains fighting. This trivial matter is not qualified to cause the evil star to appear. Obviously, the killing may have to start again, no matter where it is. Just stay out of the forest.
I don’t know how Master, Qi Yun and others negotiated with those big monsters, but the Central Plains people returned to their original place anyway.
The losses of the monster beasts are within the bearable range. The monster beasts will die in battle, and countless monster beasts will be born. The endless mountain of hundreds of thousands of monsters is indispensable for monster beasts.
The three villages of Jiuli and Baibu suffered heavy losses.
A large number of young men died in battle, and their strength was greatly reduced. Life was difficult with strong enemies around them. Bai Yu went back once, and the villagers knelt down and howled when they saw him. They regretted that they had not listened to the holy beast and went far away. During those few days in the village, There was white everywhere, and the cries of women continued for several days. The surrounding small villages belonging to the Yunyao Ancient Village simply packed their bags and gathered in the ancient village to start tribal integration again.
The old priest stayed in his house and sighed every day. No one complained about him, but he couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart.
The clan leader was seriously injured and has been recuperating. Saint Mu Duo had to step forward to take charge of the affairs of the village and accept the returning mountain people from various small villages. Fortunately, there were many young men left behind who were not afraid of the village being attacked, but the scope of the territory It had to be reduced, as Yunyao Ancient Village did not have so many manpower to manage a larger territory.
The other Shendong tribe and Qianye Village were in a worse situation. They brought a large number of young and strong soldiers and suffered serious losses.
The three large white villages shrunk their territory to protect themselves, while the black villages unceremoniously took over the terraced fields, and continued to cause trouble and force the three villages to retreat. There were constant frictions, big and small.
Bai Yu couldn't stand hearing women cry every day, so he flew back to Snake Valley after experiencing a night of soul-calling in the village.
It should be better now that a few months have passed. After all, Nanhuang Jiuli is so powerful. I guess I should think about how to take revenge on the golden roc and those Western disciples.
It is conceivable that the Central Plains may face the threat of the Jiuli wizard next.
I don’t know who is ultimately responsible for the life and death caused.
Picking up the gourd and drinking some water, he found that it was empty. He curled his lips and threw away the gourd. He sighed, got up and went back to the bamboo house and lay down on the bed to sleep. Crickets chirped, and wolves howled from time to time in the distant mountains. Within ten breaths, he fell into a deep sleep under the moonlight. Entering the bamboo house makes the small bamboo house look less dark...
In the distance, Yunyao Ancient Village.
Mu Duo in the attic was still sitting in front of the window, sleepless all night.
She has to deal with various affairs every day. The clan leader is injured and has not recovered, the old priest is frustrated, and there are many orphans and widowed mothers in the village. Fortunately, the villagers are united and there has been no rebellion or ragging. Everything is still under control.
Busy during the day, there is only a little peace at night.
Reaching out for the teapot, I remembered that the tea was already cold when I touched it, but I poured a cup anyway. In my mouth, I felt a different taste from the hot tea in the past, as cold as this attic.
After drinking a pot of cold tea, I thought for a while, stretched out two fingers to hold the tea leaves, put them in my mouth and chewed them slowly.
The slight night breeze blew her hair, and Mu Duo, who took off her veil, quietly looked at the silver moon...
