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Chapter 724 Native Products

While sleeping on the pillow, the boat traveled thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River.

The boatman arrived at the Suzhou City. The river was clear, warm and green. At the end of the thousand sails was the famous Wangjiang Tower on the hillside of the ancient city. The tourists were so comfortable and comfortable, as if the bloody battle in the north had nothing to do with the south of the Yangtze River.

Bai Yujun yawned, wearing white stockings with disheveled hair, looking out the window at the magnificent Jinshan Courtyard in the distance.

After washing up, I leaned against the window and looked at the water.

The painted bridge has wind curtains and green curtains, and people are talking about the bridge.

Everything outside the Great Wall suddenly seemed like a dream. Bai Yujun suddenly felt unreal when looking at the exquisite scenery. In his sleep, he would always think of the cold outside the Great Wall. Snakes, monsters and monsters lay motionless in the wind and snow, looking toward the southwest. He was heartbroken and felt depressed...

The bad mood caused the sky to turn from sunny to overcast, the river was raining, and passers-by were walking in a hurry holding umbrellas.

The endless fleet of ships left the canal and entered the ancient river channel and turned to the southwest. The officials in charge of the canal in Suzhou and Hangzhou were busy coordinating the passage of ships. The advanced ships from the southern wilderness were novel in design and had good seaworthiness, but they were still criticized for being deviant. Among the onlookers on the shore

Some people pointed and seemed angry.

Yawn, close the window and lie on the bed in a daze.

The Jiuli White Army and the Black Army are walking with the demon army. The Black Army is in the front, the demon army is in the middle, and the White Army is at the rear.

At least they didn't fight face to face, and they actually had to rely on monsters to maintain the short-term peace.

Originally, there were not enough ships to transport the troops participating in the war in the Southern Wilderness at one time. Fortunately, the imperial court had money and was enthusiastic enough to help gather enough ships to go south without taking any money and giving them supplies along the way.

Qiao Jin guessed that the emperor and many dignitaries were worried that the Southern Wilderness army would stay in the Central Plains and would rather pay to send away the snake demon and Jiuli.

If there is a shortage of ships, the imperial court will help hire them; if there is a shortage of supplies of food and grass, the imperial court will pay for them.

No matter what, as long as they can be sent away, I don’t know how much money has been corrupted by officials at all levels. The Snake Demon Army and Jiuli are too lazy to care about it. They even encourage such behavior secretly. The more they are greedy, the easier it is to form a corrupt atmosphere, which will surely weaken them.

The strength of the Central Plains.

Just as the people of Suzhou and Hangzhou were watching on the shore, chaos suddenly arose...

Countless water monsters appeared and followed a certain ship to help push it.

A strong wind arose, and the sudden strong wind blew along the river in the southwest direction, pushing the fleet to sail. Thousands of sails were seen in the blue sky. It was the first time that such a large fleet sailed on a major river in the Central Plains.

Qiao Jin desperately wanted to return to the Southern Wilderness, but suddenly realized that she was no longer from the Central Plains...

Facing the sunset...

The journey home is long.

Time flies, and the fleet sails past the border fortress of Yan Kingdom and arrives at Qutang Gorge.

The stream on the top of the clouds, the flying cliffs are covered with fog, the dark blue river mist washes away the dust, and the temperature is hot. More and more snake demon soldiers have ended their hibernation and walked out of the cabin, lying on the side of the ship to feel the local flavor of the Southern Wilderness getting closer and closer.

Occasionally, when encountering a merchant ship sailing head-on, they wave their flags to say hello.

Birds fly and fish leap over the mountains, the clear water is full of life, and smelling the moist air, I can't even imagine the harsh days in Saibei.

Soon, the demon army outposts on the cliffs on both sides of the river could be seen, waving flags to welcome home. The indifferent snake demons rarely had their hearts beat faster and smiled.

Bai Yujun stood on the top of the mast, her white hairband and long skirt flying in the wind.

"Finally back..."



After returning to the territory, arranging the demon soldiers and restoring order to the past, Bai Yujun lay in the mountain hot spring for a long time.

The warm hot spring water washes away all the fatigue from the body, and the battle injuries are fully recovered. The shoulders are as smooth and tender as gelatin without leaving any scars. The dragon gene has evolved to perfection after several times, and even injured muscles and broken bones can recover on their own.

The water vapor is thick, the long black hair, the snow-white dragon horns are looming on the top of the head, and the pointed ears are pink.

Qing Ling knew that Bai Yujun was in a bad mood but did not get tired of it. The 20,000 demon soldiers did not come back alive. Although he was prepared to suffer certain casualties, he did not expect them to be so heavy.

"Alas... life and death are determined by fate."

The only thing that can be done is to use the blessing of the dragon, pray for the spirits of the demon soldiers who died in battle, and pray for happiness in the next life.

Perhaps participating in the World War has improved the luck of the snake demon clan. After hundreds of years of accumulation, their strength has been improved. Shipyards, weapons factories, and machinery factories have made continuous breakthroughs, and various advanced products have been born.

Birds were chirping and the wind was rustling the mangrove trees.

Bai Yujun was lying in the hot spring pool with his head on the smooth edge and looking at the mountain in a daze. Suddenly he felt invincible. He always felt that something was missing in his life and was deeply bored. He didn't know if he had a disease in his heart. He always wanted to have an enemy to increase his number.

Evolutionary dynamics.

"Sure enough, it is not advisable to be born in sorrow and die in happiness."

My hair was wet and stuck to my white shoulders, and it was a little itchy.

Simply lie down on the smooth rocks and slide down, sink completely into the hot spring water and lie at the bottom of the water, without blinking or breathing, just soaking in the water for a while and being quiet.

He lay in the water for another three days and three nights...

Finally, I had to get up from the hot spring water and return to Shenhua Mountain.

The jade feet walked out of the water, water drops slid down the smooth skin, and the white thin shirt was neatly tied up with long hair, and a long white dragon's tail appeared, winding and swimming up into the sky, heading straight to the Chunyang Palace of the Central Plains God Huashan Mountain.

On the way to Shenhua Mountain, I sensed the birth and disappearance of many powerful auras, accompanied by the terrifying coercion of heaven and earth.

After the great tribulation, many Mahayana monks and real people from the Chunyang Palace in Western religions chose to transcend the tribulation and ascend to the heavenly tribulation. With the help of great merit and blessings, they successfully passed through the heavenly tribulation and became immortals.

The pressure in the direction of Shenhua Mountain has erupted twice in a row, and the thick and ethereal momentum swept across the Central Plains.

I can feel the envy of countless people. To become an immortal, countless people have devoted their lives to their highest wish. Even if they are not themselves, they can use this to motivate themselves to work hard to become immortals, increase their longevity and enjoy freedom.

The original plan was to return to the Southern Wilderness with the snake demon army to make arrangements, and then return to Chunyang Palace to observe the ceremony.

Qi Yun, Yu Rong and many other real people are going to the upper world through tribulations. Master's ascension is a big event, and Moubai must go back. Fortunately, flying is similar to breathing for dragons, and the distance is not very big.

tired.

The momentum exploded in the southeast direction.

It should be some old guy from the West who taught him how to fly to the spiritual mountain.

Bai Yujun was very envious, hoping to wait seven hundred years to experience the charm of another world. For now, he just waited slowly. As a dragon, the number of years of cultivation is fixed and cannot be changed.

Similar to the idea of ​​ginseng, the longer it lasts, the better the medicinal effect will be. One hundred or three hundred years is definitely much better than two years old.

The wind and dust swaggered across the hinterland of the Central Plains.

After traveling day and night, I finally arrived at Shenhua Mountain. After thinking about it, I went to the town at the foot of the mountain to buy a bunch of local specialties, put on my Taoist robes and went straight to the mountain gate, taking a familiar road to Qingxu Palace.

The disciples guarding the gate thought that Senior Jiaolong wanted to open a shop. It was said that Chunyang Legend liked to be a vendor the most.

When I met Yu Rong, several people were puzzled by the pile of things they bought.

"Yujun, is this...?"

"Oh, these are all souvenirs. Master, isn't he going to ascend to the upper world? People who are not familiar with the place they live in always need to get closer to the immortal officials. Gifts are the most suitable. If you don't like souvenirs, you can also give gold. In short, it is very easy to build a good relationship.

It’s necessary.”

A certain Jiao climbed up from the bottom and knows how to live a better life.

"..."

Yu Rong couldn't laugh or cry.
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