The clouds under the moonlight are a unique sight.
Many people know that the blue sky, white clouds and green grass are beautiful, but they ignore that the clouds under the light blue moonlight are also beautiful. The edges of the clouds are brightened by the moonlight and look like borders. They are quiet and the light blue is very comfortable.
A figure passed between the clouds, emitting a faint fluorescent light and trailing a long trail across the full moon...
Under the clouds and mist under the moon, Bai Yujun's eyes glowed red as he hurried forward, flying with his head forward and his tail behind him.
He opened his arms and occasionally moved to adjust his flight direction. From time to time he turned his head and red-eyed to check the mountains and rivers below and on the left and right sides to confirm the coordinates. When he got into the clouds and mist, all he could see was a pair of eyes.
When others are flying, they use magic weapons such as swords or gourd fans to maintain their image.
The more immortal the better, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the sword can travel thousands of miles.
A certain Bai is used to flying based on his instinctive behavior and habits. It doesn’t matter what his image is. Who cares about gender or form if he is a real cultivator of immortality? What makes flying so enjoyable is the ability to be in close contact with the air.
The half-human, half-dragon form is very comfortable and convenient. If possible, a snake prefers to crawl on the ground. Reptile genes always want to be close to the ground. Laziness is a behavioral characteristic of snakes.
As we approached Shenhua Mountain, we could see corpses scattered everywhere on the ground.
He lowered his head suddenly, dragging a long trail diagonally towards the ground, cutting through the airflow and making a loud sound, like a shooting star.
When he was about ten feet above the wheat field on the ground, he suddenly raised his head. The trail left a faint arc in the night sky, emitting a faint fluorescent trail and passing by at low altitude. The air flow enveloping him blew dry grass and dust on the ground. His red eyes scanned, and the walking corpses avoided in fear. …
The dragon is a ferocious beast, and some of the rotting corpses at a close distance were frightened and died on the spot.
In the distance, one can see the shadow of the tall Shenhua Mountain under the moonlight.
In fact, the mountains are black at night, the starry sky is blue, and the boundary between the mountains and the sky is clear. Shenhua Mountain towers into the clouds like an isolated island in the vast sea of Northland. There are some stars in the dark mountains, which are the eternal lights of the fairy palace that never burn out day and night.
Bai Yujun accelerated again, scattering fluorescent light leaving more slender traces of light.
Shortly after nightfall, we arrived at Shenhua Mountain.
Before landing, fly around the north side of Shenhua Mountain to check the situation.
Hundreds of thousands of people gathered outside the gate of Beipo Mountain. From the sky, the bonfire looked like stars. Young Chunyang disciples were interspersed among them to maintain order and distribute medicines. However, there was only one Nascent Soul stage elder with the highest level of cultivation, and there were also no senior disciples at the Golden Core stage. Most of them are young disciples in the foundation building stage and Qi refining stage.
He put on a white immortal Taoist robe, put on an exquisite white jade crown, and stepped on white silk shoes, revealing his long tail while landing in a half-human, half-dragon state.
The Taoist nun elder who was left behind was stunned when he saw Bai Yujun.
Come forward to greet him.
"I've seen...Senior Bai."
It was another accident that could not be called a real person. Perhaps even Yu Rong, who had accepted Bai Jiao as his disciple, could not have thought of it.
"How did you stop the zombie siege?"
Bai Yujun was curious about how the ordinary disciples left behind in Shenhua Mountain could resist the flood of corpses. Hundreds of thousands of people lived under the mountain, and how Chunyang Palace, which was dominated by low-level disciples, could stop them.
"Senior Bai, the leader and the peak masters left the formation talismans before leaving the mountain for setting up the formation. The corpses will not dare to approach. Only the disciples can guard certain loopholes."
Moubai almost slapped himself on the head, forgetting that Taoism is best at making talisman and forming formations.
"Go and do your work. Eighty thousand demon soldiers will arrive tomorrow. As long as I'm here tonight, everything will be safe and sound."
"Yes, Senior Bai Xinxin."
Bai Yujun stood high on the mound of the temporary camp and scanned the lights.
The clear spring of Shenhua Mountain Waterfall has been flowing for thousands of years. The mountain spring is clear and clean, so there is no need to worry about water source hygiene.
In fact, many people don't know that mountain springs are very clean. There will be no problems if you drink mountain springs without conditions. Of course, don't complain if your personal health is not good.
Mountain people are accustomed to drinking mountain springs directly. Mountain spring water filtered by mountain rocks has very few parasites. Many famous ancient springs are in the mountains and the best are wells with stone walls. However, wells dug in the earth are not as reassuring as mountain spring water. , the numerous waterfalls in Shenhua Mountain, clear pools, mountain streams, and clear spring water have solved the drinking water sanitation problems of hundreds of thousands of people.
There is no need to worry about food in a short period of time. Most of the people who gathered came to Shenhua Mountain to take refuge after hearing the news from the government.
Don't underestimate the wisdom of the people. The most important thing to bring when fleeing is to bring food. You may not be able to eat during the winter, but it will not be a problem to eat until the end of summer. Moreover, Chunyang Palace maintains order and prevents bullies from taking the opportunity to steal food.
Standing at Chunyang Camp high on the mound, Bai Yujun exuded power...
The dragon's ferocious aura was majestic, and the corpses coming towards the camp from a distance turned around and fled.
The young disciples who wielded their swords to defend against the rotting corpses at the loopholes in the magic circle suddenly discovered that the rotting corpses had run away, as if they felt a huge danger, and then they also felt the aura of the majestic ferocious beasts.
Sitting under the tree outside the tent and admiring the moon, a certain white dragon felt a little bored.
There is no need to hunt down rotten corpses. It feels weird to have a demon king running around chasing rotten corpses that are not as powerful as ordinary young and strong corpses, unless you are really bored.
Besides, the tide of corpses dispersed near Shenhua Mountain. There were many groups but only one or two. They were everywhere. How to kill them.
Exude the power of the dragon to drive away the rotting corpses, and then disperse and clean them up when the demon soldiers arrive tomorrow.
When the two Supreme Elders returned, Bai Bai went straight to sleep.
Staying up late is a bad habit, as it can lead to aging and heart problems, leading to sudden death. A slow heartbeat can even stop beating, but this cannot be a reason to stay up late.
“I’m so tired from running around here and there…”
Got into the tent and fell asleep.
early morning.
Mu Duo, who arrived first on a black horse, stared curiously at Shenhua Mountain.
Then he found the little white dragon outside the camp. Mu Duo knew that Bai Yujun liked to fight shamelessly, and unexpectedly he also liked to torture corpses and had a lot of fun.
Many brave martial arts people and idle men gathered around, cheering from time to time.
Several translucent spiritual straight knives floated around to form a huge fence. There were nearly two hundred violent rotting corpses in the fence. They were caught from nowhere and were in good quality. They seemed to be quite flexible.
"Okay! Hit!"
The crowd cheered, and several young disciples of Chunyang followed suit.
A certain white man was carrying a clay club with one hand on his shoulder and was very proud of himself. He smiled and waved to the crowd in celebration. He didn't know what he was up to, but his head would always come up with some strange tricks.
The long dark horse turned his face to one side as if he didn't want to see the boss embarrassed.
A five- or six-year-old boy with a snot-soaked Chunyang trail ran over, took out small stones, placed them on the bluestone, and carefully blew away the dust.
Touching his little head casually, Moubai posed and raised the homemade cue.
Swing the club hard!
The stone flew away with a bang, and the small stone flew like a cannonball towards the restless carrion in the distance!
Phew~
The stone has no aura attached to it and is simply blown away with force. There is no intervention. It is just fun to play.
With a loud bang, a rotten corpse's head exploded like a watermelon.
The headless corpse fell to the ground and stirred up dust. The onlookers and the Chunyang Palace Taoist boys shouted excitedly. Bai Bai once again picked up the club and waved to show off. He was very happy.
"Hit~!"
Mu Duo covered his forehead with his hand...
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