Bai Yujun stayed in Nanhuang and focused on his development.
In the past hundred years, the population of the Central Plains has almost changed several times for nearly three or four generations. The memories of the past have disappeared as the old people died and were buried in the loess. The books recording history have become moldy and rotten. Even in the spiritual world, few people mentioned the dragon. All new things have washed away eyeball.
Once everyone knew it, now it's hard to tell whether it's a legend or reality.
It’s better to forget about this. You continue to be pedantic and corrupt, and we will take the lead in moving towards a new era...
In a daze, forgetting the passage of time, I practiced leisurely every day and waited for evolution. I still remembered the grudge against the Fuyao Sect back then. At least I would have to go to the Mahayana period to settle accounts with those who suffered the plague.
Be the overlord without any worries.
Until one day a Chunyang sect member who was traveling abroad sent a letter.
White House.
A certain Bai sat lazily as usual, with his thin legs placed on the exquisite solid wood desk. While eating, he opened a Chunyang letter. Bai Yujun was a little surprised after reading the content of the letter, but it was expected.
"Master is going to retreat behind the scenes and become a leisurely person..."
The five Chunyang sons who dominated the world at that time are now separated by two realms. The three who have not yet ascended continue to protect Chunyang Palace for hundreds of years. Now Chu Zhe, Gan Wu and Yang Mu's disciples have grown up and become full-fledged. Master Yu Rong and Zi Xu Qiyun and the low-key Lingxu Jiangli plan to live in seclusion behind the scenes and devote themselves to cultivation. Perhaps in a few years they will gradually survive the tribulations and ascend to the throne, slowly handing over the Chunyang Palace to the next generation.
The letter said that Yang Mu had reached the realm of a real person and could take over the Qingxu lineage.
As one of the three disciples of Emotion, Bai Yujun naturally had to go back and be busy. His master retired and Senior Brother Qingxu took over as the peak master. Such important events as this meant that he had to go back.
"Speaking of which, Xu Ling...is really a weirdo."
Yang Mu's cultivation and combat prowess are obvious to all. When the two sects were fighting, he was the one who rushed forward with a sword. The third disciple Bai Yujun also fought to the death, but the second disciple Xu Ling was confused, but his cultivation was not much slower than Yang Mu.
I don’t know where Yu Rong recruited two freaks from back then, and finally got another monster disciple...
The letter reminds people to be careful on the road.
Both Western religions and monsters are very interested in the only dragon in the world. Bai Yujun is not afraid. No one in the stage of transformation can do anything to him. As for the top monks in the Mahayana stage, he can't move his whole body without permission.
It may take a year and a half to come back from this trip.
As usual, he asked Mu Duo to help take care of him and contacted the Aoki Demon King to take care of him. After confirming that nothing was missing, he set off to the north. He did not cross the Central Plains. Just like before, he went north from the Southern Wasteland, passed Rongtian Ridge, and went straight to Longmen Desert, making a big circle. Return to Shenhua Mountain.
Concentrate your breath and travel under the stars at night...
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Shenhua Mountain.
The majestic Huashan Mountain seems to have remained unchanged for millions of years. Bai Yujun is climbing the mountain wearing the Taoist robe of the Supreme Elder.
The mountain road is steep and difficult to navigate at first, attracting the attention of many young disciples and some young disciples coming forward to worship. The Qingxu sign is obvious, and the Qingxu Xu Ling on the mountain often goes to the dining room to eat. Everyone recognizes it. The only legend is Among them, the three disciples of the monster dragon are the most mysterious. As long as they make a careful guess, they will immediately know Bai Yujun’s identity.
Looking at the many young and unfamiliar faces, Bai Bai felt emotional.
"This Shenhua Mountain is becoming more and more unfamiliar..."
I have returned to Huashan several times with different experiences. As time goes by, I have become more and more unfamiliar and alienated. When I first transformed into a snake spirit, I competed with my brothers and sisters in martial arts and got an inconspicuous place. Together, we went down the mountain to eliminate evil spirits and maintain peace, and we got to know many of our fellow disciples. , now most of them have died into the dead, and no one knows them except those few people every time they come back.
Go to the top of the mountain.
First go to the Sanqing Hall, where pilgrims from the mountains often come to the mountain to offer incense.
This is a place of worship for those devout believers and pilgrims. On the mountainside platform outside the mountain gate, there are sea of clouds, green pines and thin snow, and the fragrance is lingering.
Respectfully offer incense and then kowtow devoutly, secretly praying to all the ancestors of the Taoist sect to take care of them and help them survive the catastrophe of transforming into a dragon.
The pilgrims were so shocked that they thought they had encountered a deity descending to earth.
It is an unwritten rule for disciples returning to the mountain to wash their hands through the clear waterfall pool behind the Sanqing Hall. It means washing away the worldly world and returning to the holy land of the fairy mountain, washing away worries and practicing Taoism.
"The water is so cold."
The young disciples who returned to the mountain chattered and washed their hands, and some of them who were thirsty even went to the rock waterfall to get water for drinking. The eyes of several little Taoist boys were rolling around, and they were probably thinking of taking a bath and swimming. There was no one there, such as Bai Yujun, the supreme elder. Dare to be too noisy.
After washing hands, we climbed the stone steps up the mountain.
Walk through the ancient mountain gate.
"Tao gives birth to one, gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all things..."
"Keep the male and guard the female..."
"Living in a kind place, having a kind heart..."
Standing on the edge of Tai Chi Square, watching the young disciples practicing with concentration, the elder in charge of teaching gave lectures with a calm face. He vaguely remembered that he had stolen from his master hundreds of years ago. At that time...
Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, hundreds of years passed and Chunyang Palace did not change. He became a human being.
We walked slowly towards Qingxu Palace and felt the style of the Immortal Family.
There are a lot of cranes, the koi in the Qingtan creek are so fat and big that they are almost full, the ancient pines and elixirs on the snow peaks are fragrant, and the monks are calm and non-disputed. It is really a good place.
I wandered to the familiar Qingxu Palace. The palaces and pavilions were the same as before. The ancient pines grew slowly and did not change much. There were many small trees in the mountains behind.
"Qingxu Palace is really... quiet."
No wonder it's called Qingxu. It turns out it's really quiet and quiet. You can only hear the gentle breeze, the rustling of leaves, and the occasional crane call. Bai Yujun thinks Qingxu probably means this.
Yang Mu and Xu Ling stood at the entrance of the main hall.
Yang Mu, who was about to become the peak master of the Qingxu lineage, smiled, while Xu Ling rushed over and hugged Bai Yujun. His chest was so heavy that he couldn't breathe, and it got bigger again...
"Xiaobai~ You have lost weight again~"
"Senior sister, the changes are quite big compared to before. Well, they are indeed quite big."
Bai Yujun licked her tongue and stared at Xu Ling's chest with emotion. This girl can get into a hot figure even if she sleeps every day. It's a pity that no one can marry this magical girl. What Xu Ling loves most is sleeping in and eating delicious food.
Xu Ling looked at a certain Bai's chest and immediately burst into confidence. She held her chest out and raised her head to show off just like before...
In the main hall, worship three times and offer incense.
Going around to the back hall to meet Yu Rong, it was rare for the Qingxu family to gather together. Yu Rong was very happy, happy that Yang Mu had grown up, and happy that the three disciples under his disciples were complete. She felt quite like an old man feeling happy when he looks at his juniors.
That night, Bai Yujun personally cooked twelve dishes. The three of them and one demon gathered together to eat delicious food and drink wine, happily taking out their musical instruments to imitate the carefreeness of the gods from this world.
Yang Mu doesn't know how to play an instrument, and Xu Ling can only sleep. Since the master can't play by himself, Bai Yujun can only play.
After eating happily, Bai Yujun drank a few glasses of white wine.
Returning to the attic bedroom that had been my own for hundreds of years, I slept soundly, drunk with alcohol, my pretty face was rosy and pink, I curled up in bed dreaming of martial arts competitions and studying seriously...
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