The last night in heaven.
Bai Yujun took off his armor and changed into light clothes. He lay on his side and looked at the stars and the brightly lit dock outside Nantianmen.
More and more priests and fairies are coming to seek refuge...
Those who have the ability have left early, and those who are willing to follow Bai are all helpless little gods and immortals. They are usually cautious and hardworking and don't complain. Like Bai Yujun, they don't ask for greatness, they just want to enjoy the shade under the big tree, and live a small life relying on the heaven. , eat and wait to die.
In addition to the demon immortals, there are also several human races, all of whom are fellow ascendants from the small world of Long Mian.
They all decided to join Bailong's banner.
In the moonlight, more than a thousand men, women, and children all stared at Mou Bai with hope in their eyes.
In fact, the little gods and immortals are the basis for the operation of heaven. They are familiar with all kinds of chores. They are all talents. No, they are all outstanding demon talents and they must be retained.
Turn over and sit up to drink water.
I was shocked when I saw the number. I didn't expect that there were so many demons and gods, even though they didn't have much fighting power.
He coughed lightly and spoke seriously with his hands behind his back.
"Everyone, you have chosen to live with me, Bai Moulong. Thank you for your trust. I won't go into details about the rules. It's not too late to leave now. I'll give you a stick of incense and time to think about it."
You have to take the time to put them all into the world of small broken balls. The world needs to be taken care of so that it can be useful in the future.
Unknowingly, time passed by with a stick of incense.
All chose to stay.
Very good, my shrine finally has some appearance.
It’s time to plan for the next step…
Early morning hours.
The last batch of immortals walked out of Nantianmen, leaving only ruins and rubble.
The golden thick heavenly gate slowly closed, symbolizing the collapse of order. Perhaps the most saddening thing was the treacherous and evil demons trapped in the heavenly prison. Anyway, the heavenly prison cannot be broken and cannot be broken out. Perhaps only the arrival of the new god emperor can it be possible to restart. The prisoners It’s good to wake up and see the chaos end and order restored.
Say goodbye to each other.
The fleet of the Female Guards Battalion went away, with thousands of sails facing the sun, and a gentle breeze sending them away.
"Life is always full of partings. The longer you live, the more you see..."
Wave.
The building ship with the dragon flag trembled slightly, slowly leaving the dock and sailing towards the sea of clouds. Behind it, the Tianmen still hung high in the sky, and the floating islands of the fairy mountains tilted and almost overturned in the Nine Heavens could be vaguely seen, which looked like a mirage.
When you are far enough away from heaven.
The ship in the sky and sea of clouds suddenly disappeared instantly...
The demons and fairies only felt like flowers before their eyes. When they came to the majestic palace, there were many goddesses who looked very similar to white dragons. There were gorgeous birds on the dome of the palace. Those were... the mythical beast Phoenix?
Everyone thinks this place is the secret realm of the dragon. Perhaps they will be quite shocked when they realize how big the world is.
There is a mythical beast, a real dragon.
Now that we see the mythical beast Phoenix again, what happened to the world?
After handing the newly recruited immortal to the four female officials, Bai Yujun went to study why the phoenix grew so fast. After checking it, he was very satisfied. There was no need to worry about its growth and he could just let it go.
If you are extremely bored, you can simply go back to your bedroom and sleep comfortably, and at the same time speed up the growth of the small broken ball world's absorption of free substances.
For three thousand years, sleep has been the best way to pass the long and boring time.
I don't care whether people's brains outside are turned into dog brains.
The fruit tree blooms three times and bears fruit three times...
…
March kite time.
A plow of fine spring rain, the plain white fallen flowers bury the fragrant grass.
After three years, Bai Yujun came back to the mortal world, walking in the remote mountains and heading towards Zhuquan Temple for fun. He was not in a hurry, and while looking at the scenery, he was thinking about what to do next.
The rain in spring comes as it pleases, the rain is continuous, and the petals fall off the flowers and wet the soil.
The view is excellent when you reach the top of the mountain.
You can see many mountains, but the distance gradually becomes blurry, and the white mist is endless. When the sun shines from the sky, it only illuminates a green mountain peak.
The clouds dragged the rain forward, and the setting sun cleared up first.
The white paper umbrella is beautifully painted, and the raindrops from the leaves make a fluttering sound on the umbrella.
"I'm the only one with nothing to do..."
Leisurely and truly unique.
I can clearly feel the disorderly fluctuations of the Kunlun dragon veins. The world is very chaotic. Only a certain white dragon fades out of sight and ignores what is going on outside the window. He sleeps, drinks tea, and visits relatives and friends. It seems that the turbulence of the immortal world has nothing to do with it. He even walks slowly on his way. , choosing to cross mountains and ridges to escape the danger.
Pass by the mountain temple.
The temple walls are half-collapsed, the roof is leaking, the ivy is green, and the incense has long been cut off, leaving only a broken incense burner.
The incense ashes in the incense burner were filled with rainwater and dried out, turning into hard scabs.
Spiders weave their webs around the mouth of the incense burner.
In the dilapidated temple, the mud statues sit upright, weathered by the wind and rain, and filled with poor gods and evil ghosts who live in the dilapidated temple to barely escape the wind and rain. The most obvious one is the cluster of trees behind the temple.
That's right, the thick-wristed tree looks like a bush.
Many people know that if there are trees like bushes around a temple, it means that the small broken temple is full of poor gods and evil spirits. It is best to stay away, and do not burn incense or paper at will, so as not to get stuck and be unable to escape.
The gates of heaven were closed, and the mountain temples naturally lost their gods.
Shake his head and continue on his way.
Along the way, we met many small temples, land gods, mountain gods, and river gods. Without exception, the priesthood was weak and the situation was embarrassing. Relying on the power of the mountains, rivers and land to get some shelter, they were quite depressed. Moreover, because of the turmoil in the world, they had no incense and tribute, and they had no ability, so they were not living well. Unsatisfactory.
Finally, I saw the sea of bamboo swaying in the distance.
Green bamboo forest, green water.
Whenever the green bamboo sea sways with the wind, you can occasionally see the ancient Zhuquan Temple.
No matter how fierce the outside world is, this small hill can always be quiet and peaceful, but it is too poor. Old Huixian's old clothes are full of patches, and his shoes are more than a thousand years old and have exposed toes.
The rain stopped.
Fold the paper umbrella and walk up the mountain along the forest path.
There is no endless stream of believers, the stone path is covered with fallen leaves, and the leaves rustle with the corners of my skirt when I walk by.
When I turned the corner, I saw a monkey repairing the wooden door of a dilapidated temple. He held a charcoal pencil in his ear and swung a hammer clankingly to process the mortise and tenon wood. The wood was quite new and had a faint fragrance, probably some kind of thousand-year-old spice...
The monkey waved his hands and scratched his head and ears very happily.
"Zhizhi~Bai, why are you here~"
Bai Yujun was stunned, frightened by the monkey, as if he was looking at a monster.
He lowered his head and took a closer look at the three-foot-tall ugly-faced monkey to confirm that he had made a mistake. The dragon's pretty face was sometimes filled with expressions of joy and jealousy.
"Brother Monkey, are you a Taoist genius? How many Taoist ideas have you mastered?"
Scared by monkeys.
Bai Yujun could see the strong and almost substantial Taoism in it. There could be three hundred Taoisms, right?
The monkey scratched his head and thought carefully.
"Squeak, three thousand ways, I really understand."
"I go……"
The short, ugly guy with gray hair is definitely a weirdo, a wild weirdo in full bloom, with three thousand Taoist meanings. The key is that it is a monkey!
I quite regret coming to Zhuquan Temple to undermine my self-confidence. It is simply unimaginable.
"Bai, wait for me, I'll dig out all the wine buried in the past few years, Zhi Zhi Zhi~"
"Wait...I...forget it."
I wanted to ask why Qing Ling and Tie Qiu were not there, but I watched helplessly as the fool rolled up the fallen leaves and disappeared, digging for wine. To be precise, the wine jar was hidden in the lava cave and was not actually buried in the soil.
Shaking his head, he walked in and took a good look at the fresh wood.
"With this craft, it would be a pity not to make coffins."
Cross the threshold.
I saw old Huixian busy in the temple.
