The ancient village has a wide square with pavilions and mountains.

Countless mountain people gathered in the square and surrounded the sacrificial platform in front of the attic. There was no noise and no words. Men, women, old and young silently watched the absurd speeches of the degenerates on the stage and their final struggle.

The degenerate, whose skin is no longer rough and has a chubby belly, wears gorgeous clothes and is decorated with gold necklaces and rings to show his status.

The masters in the ancient village were no longer willing to approach the fallen. They lowered their heads and remained silent as if facing their clansmen, feeling guilty for being tempted. No matter how nice those people said, they refused to join in the conspiracy again. The rebels were isolated.

The first order of the fallen after taking control of the ancient village was to make himself a noble, enjoy the support of ordinary village residents, and become a noble to exploit slaves like the people in the Kurobe.

The fallen man is still struggling and quibbling, and his ridiculous words echo in the quiet village.

In fact, they are afraid that this kind of people will gain power and accomplish nothing good or bad. They will not give up their status and run away when disaster strikes, thinking of making excuses and continuing their lives. They know in their hearts that they will have nowhere to live if they leave Yunyao Ancient Village.

They don't have any status, and even the Black Bureau will not accept these useless people, unless they take the whole village to defect to the Black Bureau, which is even more impossible.

The clouds and fog gradually dispersed, and the sun shone...

A young girl squinted towards the top of the pavilion. The light was bright and dazzling, as if someone was there!

More and more people looked up, and the speaker had to stop speaking and look back to the roof, where he saw the familiar figure again, the saint and the totem beast...

The sudden sunlight was no longer so dazzling, and I saw a dragon clinging to the roof of the building.

"Holy beast! It's a holy beast!"

The mountain people cheered for joy, as if a holy beast killed the sun and the sun dispelled the cold and brought warmth...

Mu Duo stood on the edge of the roof, looking down at the fallen people on the altar and the ancient village masters who had no shame to raise their heads. No one doubted the authenticity of the saint, because the holy beast and the saint stayed together.

Bai Yujun stood on the roof of the building with his front paws and raised his head, while his back paws and tail were wrapped around the pavilion.

Anyway, it’s not going to the ground.

The high priest hadn't arrived yet, so Bai just came to watch the excitement and admire the high priest's style. Those people below couldn't make a fuss. They were really unwilling to give up their status and refused to run away. They wanted to clear their name, but it was not enough to succeed or expose the problem.

Fortunately, many of the formations carved into this building during its construction are extremely strong, so you don't have to worry about being crushed into ruins if you hang it on top.

Mu Duo only said one sentence.

"Everything awaits the decision of the high priest."

The villagers around the altar in the square were talking loudly, and the voices buzzed when there were more people. Mu Duo found a rooftop to sit down and wait quietly, while Bai Yujun swung his big head around to watch the excitement.

The faces of several fallen people in power turned pale, and many experts in the ancient village stayed away for fear of being implicated.

After waiting for a long time, the high priest and his party arrived at Yunyao Ancient Village...

He was an old man, with a unique style of walking stick and several accompanying masters. His face was cold and resolute. When he arrived, he directly asked people to release the old patriarch and the old priest. Without listening to any explanation, he directly ordered the rebels to be punished according to the rules of the Jiuli clan.

Execution without any hesitation.

"High Priest, have mercy on me... have mercy on me..."

"To betray the ancestors is to dig up the roots of the tree! Forgetting the teachings of our ancestors will harm our people! Rotten and moldy rice cannot be left! Kill!"

Several powerful men stepped forward to restrain the fallen man who was trying to escape. They raised their knives and dropped the head on the ground. They grabbed the head and threw it onto the altar to comfort the ancestors.

Many masters were reprimanded by the high priest and bowed their heads in shame. After killing the mastermind, the others still stayed, so they couldn't all be executed.

Bai Yujun stayed on the roof to watch the excitement.

In order not to stand out, he simply changed back to his human form and lay alone on the roof tiles to watch the clouds. Mu Duo, the priest and the clan leader worked together to regain power. Bai Yujun felt that such things as excitement began to be very interesting. After a long time, he found it very boring, and thought

It is better to sleep in the territory and continue to adjust the luck of the Central Plains.

Lying on the roof of the building, the wind is light and the clouds are light, and you can't see the bad things below, it's very comfortable~

The chaos that had been raging in the ancient village for a long time was over. Finally, the strength was greatly weakened, and it seemed that he would have to rely on himself most of the time in the future.

I have been working so long in vain to help adjust the feng shui of the village.

I don’t want to get involved too much in this matter.

He raised his arms to face the sun, turned over his palms, blocked the sun, and spread his fingers. He was too embarrassed to leave directly and could only stay on the roof of the building to pass the time in boredom.

In fact, the light from the pure sky and sunlight in the mountains and forests is slightly golden.

I didn't pay much attention before and took it for granted. I recalled some increasingly distant memories in a daze and found that the air in that world was dirty and I couldn't see the beauty of the sunshine. The large emerald green trees in the distant mountains were inlaid with light yellow gold edges by the sunlight. The pavilions were more beautiful, and the green flowers and trees were

Set against the backdrop of Jiuli’s wild-style buildings, it feels like a paradise.

It rained too much in the past two days and let me soak in the sun to remove the moisture and restore body temperature to make Naoren'er smarter.

"People are too impetuous and are always unwilling to stop and feel the sunshine~"

…

The matter at Yunyao Ancient Village has been resolved.

Mu Duo has been very busy recently and has no time to come to Bai Mansion. Bai Yujun flew back to Bai Mansion to enjoy a few days of happiness and then started to work again. He worked hard to help the human emperor rise and weaken the princes and kings. The ones in the sky were dominant, a certain Bai

Just a coolie to help with the hard work.

Qing Ling, Iron Ball and a hundred demon soldiers followed Yu Yan to Qingmu Mountain to search for the snake demon and bring it back to the Snake Valley territory.

The iron ball dangled the ant leg that had been collected for half a year in its mouth and walked away.

"Boss Bai, do you have any requirements? For example, what is your favorite white snake?"

"My sister said I definitely don't want king cobras. I don't like them either. In human language, king cobras are the most hateful black sheep among the snake tribe."

The black horse quits riding. This refers to the mulberry scolding the locust tree...it refers to the king cobra scolding the horse.

"drive?"

"Well, don't get me wrong, I'm talking about the black sheep."

"I wonder how many little snake demons I can bring back. I want to be the commander-in-chief of all armies, so that I can dig graves openly..." Tie Qiu's eyes were blurred and he was intoxicated in his dream and couldn't extricate himself.

Qing Ling doesn't like grave heads, and he can't eat carrion.

"It's strange...my sister has never been willing to teach us how to practice dragon cultivation. Why is that?"

Qing Ling didn't understand, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't understand why. If he could transform into a dragon, wouldn't he be more powerful? At least he would be invincible at the same level. The strength of Snake Valley can make all those with bad intentions fear him.

Tie Qiu shook his head. He knew why Bai Yujun didn't spread the method of transforming into a dragon or a dragon. Unless heaven and earth favor him, whoever practices it will die. It's better to take the snake demon route to be stable and safe, otherwise those sects and forces have never done experiments.

Well, they secretly raised many snake demons and tried to transform into dragons and dragons, but none of them succeeded. This is also the question they want to understand the most.

Maybe Westerners understand, but understanding is one thing and doing it is another.

"Dragon transformer is one of hundreds of millions of creatures. Boss Bai said that if she was allowed to turn back time, she would rather be a little snake demon. This is not only a thorny road but also a road of life and death..."
Chapter completed!