The last night of Heaven.

Bai Yujun took off his armor and changed into light clothes, lying on his side, watching the stars and the bright lights on the dock outside Nantianmen.

There are more and more priesthood demon immortals who have defected......

Those who have the ability to leave early, are willing to follow a certain white are all helpless little gods and fairies, usually cautious and hard-working, the same as Bai Yujun, do not seek to be arrogant, only to enjoy the shade under the big tree, rely on heaven to live a small life, eat and wait for death.

In addition to the demon immortals, there are also several human races, all of whom are fellow villagers who have risen from the small world of Longmian.

all decided to take refuge in the White Dragon.

In the moonlight, more than 1,000 men, women and children stared at a certain white, their eyes full of hope.

In fact, the little gods and immortals are the foundation of the operation of the heavenly court, and they are familiar with all kinds of miscellaneous things, they are all talents, no, they are all excellent demon talents, and they have to be retained.

Turn over and sit up and drink saliva.

I was shocked when I saw the number, I didn't expect there to be so many demon gods and fairies, although there was no combat power.

He coughed lightly and spoke solemnly with his hands behind his back.

"Everyone, you choose to eat with me Bai Moulong, thank you for your trust, I won't say much about the rules, it's too late to leave now, give you a stick of incense time to consider. ”

You have to take the time to put it all into the world of small wrecking balls, and the world needs to be taken care of so that it can play a role in the future.

Before you know it, a stick of incense time passes.

All chose to stay.

It's good, my own shrine finally has a little shape.

It's time to plan for what's next......

Early in the morning.

The last group of immortals walked out of the South Heavenly Gate, leaving only the ruins and rubble.

The golden and heavy heavenly gate slowly closed, symbolizing the collapse of order, perhaps the saddest thing is only those big treacherous demons trapped in the prison, anyway, the prison can't be broken and can't come out, maybe only the new god emperor can be restarted, the prisoner wakes up and the chaos is over and the order is restored, which is good.

Say goodbye to each other.

The women's guard battalion fleet is far away, with thousands of sails on their backs, and the breeze is far away.

"Life is always full of parting, the longer you live, the more you see, alas......"

Wave your hand.

The building ship with the dragon flag trembled slightly, slowly leaving the dock and sailing towards the sea of clouds, and behind, the gate of heaven was still hanging high in the sky, and the floating island of Xianshan that was almost overturned could be vaguely seen in the nine heavens, like a mirage.

When far enough away from Heaven.

The building ship in the sea of clouds in the sky suddenly disappeared in an instant......

The demon fairies only felt a flower in front of them, and in front of the majestic shrine, there were many goddesses who were very similar to the white dragon, and there were gorgeous birds and birds in the palace dome, that was ...... Mythical beast phoenix?

They all thought that this place was a secret realm of the Divine Dragon, and maybe they would be quite shocked when they learned how big the world was.

There is a mythical beast and a real dragon.

Now that I see the mythical beast Phoenix again, what's wrong with the world?

Handed over the newly recruited immortals to the four female officials, Bai Yujun went to study why the phoenix grew so fast, and after checking it, he was very satisfied, and he didn't need to worry about its growth at all, just stock.

If you are extremely bored, you can simply go back to the dormitory and sleep comfortably, and by the way, speed up the growth of the little wrecking ball world to absorb free matter.

For 3,000 years, sleep is the best way to get through long periods of boredom.

I don't bother to care if the human brain is beaten into a dog's brain outside.

The fruit tree blossoms three times and bears fruit three times......

......

March kite.

A plough of spring rain, plain white flowers buried in grass.

After three years, Bai Yujun came to the mortal dust again, walked in the remote mountains, hurried to the direction of Zhuquan Temple to play, not in a hurry or impatient, and wondered what to do next while looking at the scenery.

The spring rain is as it pleases, and the rain is continuous, and the petals fall off and wet the soil.

The view to the top of the mountain is excellent.

You can see the mountains, the distance gradually becomes blurred, the white mist is endless, and the sky shines with sunlight but only illuminates a beautiful peak.

The clouds dragged the rain forward, and the slanting sun first put a peak clear.

The white paper umbrella is beautifully painted, and the raindrops of leaves fall on the umbrella.

"It's just me ...... doing nothing"

Laid back and like no other.

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 the things outside the window, sleeps, drinks tea, visits relatives and friends, it seems that the turmoil of the fairy world does not matter at all, and even the rush is to walk slowly, in order to avoid Qingjing, choose to go over the mountains and mountains.

Pass by the Mountain Temple.

The temple wall is half-collapsed, the roof is leaking, the creeper is green, and the incense has long been cut off, only the broken incense burner remains.

The ashes in the incense burner were filled with rain and dried, and had become a hard scab.

Spiders weave cobwebs at the mouth of the incense burner.

The mud statue in the broken temple sits upright, the wind and rain are full of vicissitudes, and it is full of poor gods and evil ghosts, and the broken temple barely shelters from the wind and rain, the most obvious is the tree behind the temple.

That's right, a wrist-thick tree looks like a bush.

Many people know that if there are trees like grass around the temple, it means that the small ruined temple is full of poor gods and evil ghosts, and it is better to stay away, and not to burn paper with incense at will, so as not to stick to it and get rid of it.

The heavenly court closed the gate of heaven, and the mountain temple naturally had no gods.

Shaking his head, he continued on his way.

Along the way, I met many small temples, land, mountain gods, river gods, without exception, the priesthood was weak and embarrassed, relying on the momentum of the mountains and rivers to get a little shelter, quite depressed, but also because of the turmoil in the world, there was no incense tribute, and there was no ability, and the life was not satisfactory.

Finally, I saw the bamboo sea swaying in the distance.

Green bamboo forest, turquoise water.

Whenever the green bamboo sea sways and undulates with the wind, you can occasionally see the old Zhuquan Temple.

No matter how fierce the outside world is, this small hill can always be quiet and quiet, but it is too poor, Lao Huixian's old clothes are patched, and his shoes are more than a thousand years old.

The rain stopped.

Put away the paper umbrella and go up the hill along the forest path.

There is no endless stream of believers, the stone path is sprinkled with fallen leaves, and the corners of the skirt rustle the leaves as you walk by.

Turning the corner, I saw the monkey repairing the wooden door of the broken temple, with charcoal in his ear, wielding a hammer to tinkle the mortise and tenon wood, the wood is quite new, there is a faint fragrance, it is estimated to be some kind of thousand-year-old spice......

The monkey waved his hand and scratched his ears and cheeks with great pleasure.

"Squeak~White, why did you come~"

Bai Yujun, on the other hand, was stunned by the monkey, as if he was looking at a monster.

Looking down carefully, he looked at the three-foot-tall ugly face of the monkey to confirm that he was not mistaken, and Long Qiao's face was sometimes happy and sometimes jealous, and his expression was rich.

"Brother Monkey, are you a genius of the Daomen, how many Dao Dao have you comprehended?"

Scared by the monkeys.

Bai Yujun could see the rich and almost substantial Dao intent on its body, could there be three hundred?

The monkey scratched his head and thought about it.

"Squeak, three thousand ways, I really understand. ”

"I'll ......"

The short, ugly and gray-haired guy is absolutely wonderful, a wild strange thing that blooms completely, with a full 3,000 Dao meanings, the key is that it is a monkey!

I regret coming to Zhuquan Temple to hit my self-confidence, I can't imagine it.

"Bai, you wait for me, I'll dig out all the wine buried in the past few years, squeak squeak~"

"Wait...... I...... Never mind. ”

I wanted to ask why Qingling and Tieqiu were not there, but I watched the foolish goods roll up the fallen leaves and run away, digging for wine, to be precise, the wine jar was hidden in a lava cave, not really buried in the soil.

Shaking his head and entering the door, he took a serious look at the fresh wood.

"It's a shame not to make coffins. ”

Crossing the threshold.

I saw that the old Huixian in the temple was busy.