Bai was kicked out of the tree house.

"Mu is like a lonely and important minister who is suddenly very motivated. It's a bit unaccustomed to him."

In the past, I would always try to persuade him to stay for a while, but today he was kicked out, and he was euphemistically called to start his career early. Unlike in the past, when he was a child and lived till he was old, it can only be said that the progress of his cultivation has led to changes in his life.

"Vulgar, alas, vulgar."

Shaking his head in frustration, he wondered which step to start with.

The monkey looked at the Shiwan Mountain and scratched his head.

"Hey, I'll go back and take a look first. I haven't seen my good brother for so many years since I ascended, hehe~"

"Go, remember to take the dragon scales with you at all times, I will call you when I leave."

"Zhizhi~"

The monkey somersaulted to the sky. The king of the mountains returned to the forest and ascended for many years. The monkey was not at home and the tiger became the king. He always went home to see his old territory and draw circles. To prevent being repelled by heaven, he had to carry dragon scales, otherwise he would easily be eliminated by the world.

Throw it out...

The tree crown reaches into the clouds.

From a high place, you can see the distant mountains, which are light and smoky.

The lamps in the treehouse of the snake demon elf are lit up.

"I haven't returned for many years. The development of the snake demon empire is quite unique. The integration of immortal cultivation and technology is much stronger than those stubborn clans in the fairy world."

There is a city near two sacred trees, one large and one small. There are no city walls. The houses and buildings have both the beauty of the Central Plains and the characteristics of the Southern Wilderness. Snake demons, other kinds of monsters and humans, all dressed up and walking in the streets in good spirits.

To evaluate whether a force is strong, you can get a rough idea by looking at the spirit of the ordinary class.

"It feels great to say goodbye to myopia. I can see as far as I want."

His body shook.

He disappeared in an instant and reappeared on the stream bridge next to the quiet and elegant Bai Mansion.

Opening the paper umbrella to shade, smelling the fresh air in the valley, the stone bridge is still the same small stone bridge. After thousands of years, Bai Yujun is no longer a little fairy, but the stone bridge has not changed.

"It's a pity that things change and people change."

Once the village disappeared, Bai Mansion was the real dragon's mansion after all, and the snake demon clan designated this small valley as a holy land.

The village has long been moved elsewhere, and only those rice fields have been handed down. A few honest bull demons carefully took care of the seedlings, eating the weeds and diverting water for irrigation. It was simple, peaceful and comfortable.

The reflection of the small stone arch bridge is like a round mirror, with fish swimming in the water, half-bridge shade, and the midday sun...

"very nice……"

Bai Yujun tried hard to get rid of lazy thoughts.

He sent a summons to his remaining old subordinates and slowly walked towards the small courtyard.

The old tree has been infected with dragon energy and has become an extraordinary tree, but it cannot grow wildly, otherwise the crown of the tree will cover the White Mansion like a canopy, which will disturb the owner of the house. It is also not good to grow outward to cover the pond. Therefore, it has remained the same size over the years, but the tree body has been transformed.

Polish and condense to take another path.

I feel like I'm back to when I was teaching under the tree. Perhaps, many people are no longer here.

The white wall outside the door is dotted with tree shades. Perhaps the changes brought about by time are that the bluestone underfoot has become smoother.

As the sun moves, the shadows of the trees slowly move on the white wall, like countless wasted good times in the past.

There are male and female snake demons guarding the door.

The two demons were startled when they saw the approaching figure, thinking that the clone of the Dragon King of the Temple was here.

"See the Dragon King!"

Bai Yujun nodded, put away the paper umbrella and entered the door.

The garden is still the same as before. Some places have been repaired and are clean and tidy. Standing in the yard, you can still see the pavilion in the back mountain that is full of books on exercises and secrets. There are many snake demons in the building reading the classics. It is very good. It still plays its role after so many years.

original function.

The courtyard is always carefully maintained.

"The little snakes are really interested."

The garden is planted with spiritual flowers and herbs. The rich dragon energy of Baifu is most suitable for the growth of spiritual things. It can be said that there are treasures everywhere. Ganoderma lucidum and fairy grass can be found everywhere. Because of this, the old tree at the door does not want to leave even after it is successful in practice.

Folding the paper umbrella, I walked through the courtyard and walked into the study. The furnishings were still the same as before.

The slender jade fingers traced across the wooden table. It was here that the rise of the snake demon clan was planned.

"I wonder how many old friends from those days are left..."

Feel a few familiar or unfamiliar breaths approaching.

The one flying at the front was the female general Qiao Jin. She was dressed majestic in military armor and came first with a surprise on her face. She was followed by several veteran generals and more new faces. She was only a little short of being able to survive the catastrophe, and she was taught the secret method.

Lift and suppress, waiting for the opportunity to ascend.

Streams of light pierced the sky.

He landed early as he approached the White Mansion, arranged his clothes, armor and cloak, and quickly walked towards the courtyard gate under the tree.

"See the general~"

"Well, has the Dragon King ever returned to his home?"

"For your information, General, the Dragon Emperor has just returned home."

The guards didn't know that the Dragon King was his true form just now. Seeing the general and many senior officials coming, they vaguely realized that the one just now might not be his clone...

Qiao Jin took a deep breath to relieve her tension and raised her feet to cross the threshold.

Numerous senior officials of the Snake Demon Empire, both human and demonic, followed Qiao Jin. No one was nervous and almost tripped over the threshold.

Walk through the courtyard to the door of the study. In the study, stand in front of the window and enjoy the view of the garden.

Immediately bowed neatly and saluted.

"See Dragon King~!"

Bai Yujun nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good, everyone is here. Let's talk somewhere else."

Qiao Jin and other generals and officials only felt that their eyes were blurred. Then they saw that they were no longer in the White Mansion. They were in a very strange place. The Splendid Palace was difficult to describe in words. There were countless goddess guards and many gods with powerful auras were busy. Could it be that they had arrived?

Heavenly Palace?

It's rare for Bai Yujun to sit upright on the dragon throne, so he tries his best to look majestic...

"Don't worry, this world belongs to me. This dragon is the creator. No being can enter without permission. All the gods you see are under this dragon."

"..."

The amount of information is too much.

Qiao Jin and other monsters and human generals need time to understand.

He controls the world and is the creator, as well as the Brilliant Palace and many immortals. Although the conditions for cultivation in the immortal world are good, it will not take 1,500 years to have all this. It is unbelievable, but when you think about the fact that the boss is from the dragon tribe, you feel that it is too

Considered normal.

Anyway, they have never been to the fairyland, and the legends about the fairyland in the mortal world are even more exaggerated than this.

After the majesty passed, Moubai put on a sweet smile and chatted about daily life with his old subordinates.

"Xiao Qiao, I haven't seen you for many years, and you are almost becoming an immortal. How do you feel now? Isn't it exciting?"

"..."

Qiao Jin's expression froze, Xiao...Xiao Qiao?

Although the theory is such a theory, I always feel uncomfortable. In fact, the Dragon King looks too young, sixteen or seventeen years old, while he looks like he is in his thirties, and his style of painting is weird.

"My emperor is just joking. After more than a thousand years of practice, I feel a lot more sad."

"It's normal, just get used to it."

As a practitioner, as you live longer, you will inevitably see your relatives and friends grow old. This is not a sadness for the spring and autumn, but it is human nature.

Seeing that the Dragon Emperor was familiar with the general, the other generals and subordinates became even more respectful to Qiao Jin, who was nominally in charge of the Snake Demon Empire. In the past, some snake demons might not have cared about this general, but now they have forgotten all about it.

"Don't be nervous, everyone. You are all of the same kind as this dragon's old tribe. You can still be as casual as before."

Many of the old subordinates nodded in agreement and still followed the rules and did not dare to go beyond them.
Chapter completed!