"What a big white crane!"
There are almost no monsters to be seen near Yaocheng. There are more mourning teams from various forces, and there is an endless stream of buildings, boats and birds.
The white crane is huge, with dozens of people sitting or standing on its back and walking leisurely. The energy and material foundation of the big world and the prehistoric fairy world are stable. Compared with the small world, flying consumes a lot of money. Only flying creatures are not restricted. They must either take a boat or rely on flying monsters. Beast, flying long distances is exhausting.
In the distance, the towering Yao City can be seen.
Different from ordinary cities, Yaocheng where the Sang family is located seems to be located on a tall hill.
Seen from a distance, it is built around the mountains, with a magnificent and luxurious palace built on the top of Junfeng. It is said to be the place where the direct descendants of the Sang family live and practice. The magnificent buildings are in the shape of steps.
The outermost hills are surrounded by towering walls and defensive fortresses.
It can be seen that in order to deal with the invasion of demons, the Sang family has put a lot of effort into defense. Especially the magic circle covering the entire huge city is the most spectacular. The Big Dipper stars flicker and appear, and the mysterious runes change positions irregularly.
The ship lowered its altitude and prepared to enter Yaocheng through the array channel.
Bai Yujun grabbed the monkey and Huang Yu and disappeared instantly...
Outside the city gate, three figures appeared.
"Brother Monkey, let me help you change your form and blend in."
"squeak?"
The white and tender little hands rubbed a few times on Mao's face, turning the demon monkey into a bald little boy, like a light bulb.
"Squeak! My monkey hair!"
"You're not happy that the three thousand trouble threads have changed it for you. Don't worry, you can change it back if you rub it hard. You have to believe in my magic. Most people can't see it."
After rubbing the monkey, Huang Yu was rubbed again, and the 20-year-old was rubbed into the 40-year-old. A certain white dragon claw used the magic of change while also secretly covering up the destiny of the Qi. The chaos was unpredictable, even if there were gods in front of it. I can't tell who's last name, let alone where I came from or where I'm going. In short, it's completely covered up.
Rub it twice on your face and you will become an ordinary girl with cute freckles on your cheeks and nose...
"Let's go slowly. Remember that we are here to do business, not to pay homage. Eat less melon seeds and less chatter."
"Zhi? Melon seeds? Nagging?"
"In the past, when someone died in the village, the whole village would eat melon seeds and chat."
There was a commotion in the building ship in the distance. Perhaps the tenant who had been stuffed into the cupboard was found. There was a lot of noise. No one in the busy and crowded crowd paid attention to the passenger ship, which slowly approached Yaocheng like ants.
Bai Yujun held the guqin in her arms and dressed up as a piano girl, and walked slowly pretending to be an ordinary monk.
Suddenly, I felt a gaze staring at me...
Pretending to look back casually.
There was a masked man standing next to the ancient tree in the distance, watching quietly and indifferently. Bai Yujun could feel the cold blood on his body. It seemed that there was a little faint dragon energy, probably Xuanxian cultivation, but the details were unknown.
In the immortal world, mortal immortals can be seen everywhere and are the main body of the immortal world. There are very few great immortals and even fewer mysterious immortals. If the ordinary mysterious immortals are willing to establish a sect and create a clan, the heavenly immortals are almost invisible. As for the immortals above, there are only emperors from all sides. As can be seen from several major holy places, Heavenly Court is an exception, and there are the largest number of immortals and true immortals in Heavenly Court.
Moubai frowned, wondering what they were doing here during a funeral.
When I looked again, the figure had disappeared, leaving only the falling leaves, and I had a bad premonition.
"It's best not to cause trouble and delay this dragon's return to the immortal world after finishing his work."
Holding the guqin in his arms, he led the little bald man and the woman on a leisurely journey.
The weather was hot and the earth was baking, blurring vision in the distance.
There are many prosperous small towns on the official roads around Yaocheng. If you are not in a hurry, you can go to the town to drink a big bowl of tea to quench your thirst and rest. Restaurants, gambling houses and brothels are all available. The bustling level is not even inferior to the commercial district in Yaocheng. Many people stay here. After resting, Bai Yujun planned to buy some fruit wine to quench his thirst on the way.
Not surprisingly, the monkey beat up the street artist performing the monkey trick and let the little monkey go free with scars.
Passing by a brothel with exquisite decoration.
"Tsk, tsk, they are all educated people. Look at this couplet. New couples are married every day, and weddings are red with flowers and candles every night. Scholars are educated and can do everything elegantly."
"Squeak! It's so ugly that it scares the monkeys!"
"Two seniors, we...it's better not to linger around the brothel curtains. The smell of tea is wafting in front of us. We might as well go to the teahouse to take a rest and listen to music."
Huang Yu pulled the two curious monsters away, fearing the brothel like a snake or a scorpion.
Passing by an erhu musical instrument shop, a certain Bai went berserk. Passersby saw the shop of Wu Laoer, an erhu craftsman in the town, shaking, with tiles falling and jingling, and then a freckled girl dusted off her hands and left the shop.
With a clang, the plaque fell to the ground and shattered.
Sometimes, Bai Yujun really wants to reveal his true form as a huge divine dragon, roll left and right again and again, crush all the humans in the city into crumbs, or burn the world with a puff of dragon flame.
After the three men left, a masked figure stood in front of the erhu shop.
Picking up a handful of fine snakeskin erhu and thinking...
Wu Laoer, the boss and craftsman, had a bruised nose and a swollen face. He helped his old waist to go out. He cursed in his heart that he was too old to attract evil stars. He secretly muttered that the blind fortune teller in the east of the city was not accurate. He clearly said that he had been fine recently, but he was beaten in vain. , my fortune used to be pretty accurate, why did it suddenly not work?
I limped out and saw a man in a mask holding his beloved erhu.
"My lord, if you like, you can make it cheaper hehe~"
The masked man raised his head, revealing a pair of vertical pupils...
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Teahouse.
A small shop in a small bridge sells wine, and a new fire makes tea.
The teahouse is full of teagoers from all walks of life, tasting tea, singing and telling stories in the stands, and taking a short break to relieve the fatigue of the journey. An anxious person will not understand the feeling of comfort and relaxation. Bai Yujun feels that he has a long life, so there is no need to be in a hurry and steal his life. I have half a day to spare, and I will take a few days off to hold a funeral while the Xuanxian of the Sang family has reached the end of his life.
The storyteller left the stage amidst applause, and the opera troupe came on stage to perform.
The song performed was about heavenly soldiers and generals fighting fiercely against evil spirits. After a bloody battle, they finally succeeded in defeating the evil spirits and restoring peace to the world. It can be seen that although the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, the heaven is still the biggest in the hearts of ordinary people.
The monkey squatted on a stool to eat peanuts, while Huang Yu took the time to practice.
Bai Yujun turned his head and frowned.
The masked man whom I had seen from afar entered the door, walked through the crowded hall, and sat swaggering opposite Bai Yujun. The monkey glanced at Bai Yujun, indicating that he should be knocked down and beaten violently.
He raised his eyebrows to signal the monkey to calm down.
Wearing a mask is very common. Many practitioners on the street do not want to reveal their true colors and wear various masks or even disguise themselves. Ordinary people will not look around to avoid getting into trouble.
Taking a sip of tea, Danfeng looked at his brown vertical pupils and spoke in confusion.
"Demon?"
"That's right, demon."
"Are you looking for a monkey or me? I remember not knowing you."
Bai Yujun didn't want to have too much contact with the other party. He had surrounded the Dark Void with malice at first, but he had restrained himself without breaking up when they met. Whether the other party had weak dragon bloodline or not, it had nothing to do with Bai Yujun.
The masked man is very cold, and his own strength allows him to do this.
"Sure enough, you have dragon blood, but it's too weak. Are you a snake demon?"
Hearing this, Moubai tilted his head and blinked.
"One hundred thousand mountain snake monsters."
This sentence is correct. He is indeed from the Shiwandashan Snake Clan and has orthodox snake evolution.
The masked man glanced at Bai Yujun coldly and stood up to leave, as if he was disdainful. He came over to feel the blood concentration at close range with a cold expression. He felt that the dragon's blood was weak and ignored him. It was simply inexplicable.
He curled his lips, and his usual habit of concealing his breath was indeed correct.
