Chapter 73: Change of Heart

The sunlight quietly sprinkled on the white dragon in white clothes, and the faint afterglow was slightly revealed on him, and his whole body looked more and more unfamiliar with fireworks.

Bailong now likes to stand alone quietly, without moving, thinking, and doing nothing. Listen to the singing of nature and heaven and earth. I don’t know why.

Perhaps it is because in reality, I have truly reached the realm of the Golden Elixir, and my state of mind has changed from the perspective of a mortal to looking at the world from a cultivating perspective.

Perhaps it was the transcendent state of being so supreme and forgot about emotion that moved him, allowing him to imitate and understand the mysterious state of the legendary vagueness and ethereality.

It is also possible that he has always been such a person. His life has been such a person quietly.

Looking at this empty home again, Bai Long's heart no longer had the loneliness and loneliness he used to be. Instead, he felt that this kind of tranquility and loneliness was a kind of enjoyment for him. A person who is quiet and enlightens the truth, stays away from the hustle and bustle of the world, practices in remote times, pursues immortals and seeks the truth, and is carefree. Isn't this the life he longs for?

The sun sets west again. The great day passed in vain.

A car stopped in front of the house, and Bailong still stood on the balcony without moving, and he didn't even move his head.

A girl in a light orange dress walked out of the car, and behind her, she also followed three men and four women. Bai Long knew without looking back that one of the other four women was the owner of Tingyu Pavilion, Yu Zhongxin. As for the girl in orange, it was Bai Xuanxuan who had grown up.

When he arrived at the Golden Pill stage, his memory could only be described as horror.

Xuanxuan saw the white dragon standing on the balcony, wearing free and easy clothes, and waved his hand at him happily, shouting loudly: "Brother, you are out."

Bailong turned his head and nodded at her with a smile, but did not speak.

But because of Xuanxuan's voice, the originally leisurely seven people were all busy. They were originally from Tingyu Pavilion, and they were with Xuanxuan for so long, so they naturally knew who Xuanxuan's brother was. Lin Yuesheng, the writer of the myth of the world of Jianghu, has been the first cultivator to enter the Tao for martial arts over the years. This name, the entire Jianghu, and even the world of cultivation, is probably no one who doesn't know.

The reason why they often come to Xuanxuan's house to play was to meet this legendary character. However, the White Dragon God's head but not the tail was not seen. It was harder to see him as a real person than climbing to the sky. After three or four years, they had never seen Bai Long come out of his room. They had no hope at all, but this time they suddenly saw Bai Long's real person again. How could they not be excited?

Xuanxuan ran over quickly, opened the door, went to the balcony, and said excitedly: "Brother, it seems that nothing has happened, is it so willing to come out? Isn't it because I miss me, my baby sister."

Bailong turned around and chuckled, "After staying in that world for a long time, you will inevitably feel a sense of space disorder, so it is time to come out to soothe and relieve the pressure."

Xuanxuan curled his lips and said unhappily: "I thought you remembered me, hum, it's boring."

At this time, Yu Zhongxin and others had already come over and wanted to say hello to Bailong, but when they were at the mouth, they couldn't say it. Obviously, they didn't know what to call Bailong.

Bai Long waved his hand gently and said, "Okay Xuanxuan, since your friend is here, I won't bother you anymore. I'll go in." He said, and was about to enter his room again.

Xuanxuan immediately said unhappy: "You finally came out once, can't you be with me? It's so boring and lonely that I'm staying alone. This time you don't have to go in again if you say anything."

Bai Long thought of his loneliness when he first came out of the Myth of Tears, and even if he entered the Myth of Tears, there was nothing to do. So he nodded gently and agreed. But he still walked into his room without stopping.

When Xuanxuan saw several people looking like they wanted to stop talking, he laughed and said, "Brother, he is like this. He is a bit weird. He doesn't like dating people very much. There are almost few real friends. You don't have to pay attention to him."

Yu Zhongxin sighed with some disappointment and said, "Senior Lin has disappeared since the war outside the capital. We are really curious about how he is doing now. But it seems that he will not tell us."

"Why do you care about so much? He's just a piece of wood, ignore him."

After Bailong left the Myth of Wulei, the five masters of the God Transformation Stage of Muyin Sect were naturally waiting for their heads and could not wait for Bailong. They lurked for seven days on the way to the Demon Sect, and almost always focused on the surroundings with their spiritual sense. However, Bailong did not come here at all. Not only did they not find any clues about Bailong, they also made themselves extremely embarrassed. After all, they always used their spiritual sense to monitor the surroundings, which consumed too much of their mental energy.

After waiting for a week, they didn't wait for the shadow of Bailong. Several people had to admit that their judgment failed and Bailong did not return to the Demon Sect at all. In desperation, they had to gather together again and discuss how to steal the immortal weapon in Bailong's hand.

Because of his mistake in judgment, Master Mu Yan had no say at all. Master Mu Teng said: "We have wasted so many days in the Demon Sect. Although this place is quite far from Kunlun, it is probably not that easy for us to catch up with that white dragon."

Mu Chengzhen said: "This immortal weapon is of great importance to our Mu Yinmen, and we must get it no matter what."

Of course, everyone also hoped to get this immortal weapon, but Bailong had already walked away and had been away for several days. Even if they wanted to chase them, they could not catch up.

"Senior brother, you might as well think this is better. We will find other sects to join forces. We will send news that they will intercept the White Dragon halfway and hinder his speed of progress. When he is struggling, the five of us will quickly catch up, defeat him in one fell swoop, and seize his immortal weapon. What do you think?" A master of the God Transformation Stage next to him suggested.

True Man Mu Cheng's eyes lit up and said, "This is a good idea. I'll calculate that with Bai Longzi's feet, it is now close to the sphere of influence of the Qinglong Tower. This White Dragon Son killed the second pavilion master of the Qinglong Tower. If we don't tell the Jinlin Zhenren that Bai Longzi has immortal weapons, he will definitely chase Bai Long, and make things difficult for him. As long as their Qinglong Tower can hold Bai Longzi, we can catch up."

"Well, the White Dragon Son is strong, but if he is entangled by the three pavilions of the Qinglong Tower, he will definitely not get any benefits. At most, it will be a situation where both sides suffer losses. This situation is beneficial to us or not."

"The second junior brother is right. Although the Qinglong Tower is not very strong, it has been pressing on us. This time we will let them fight with this White Dragon Son. This White Dragon Son can defeat even the masters in the late stage of the God Transformation and the middle stage of the God Transformation. We will definitely take this opportunity to weaken the strength of the Qinglong Tower! I will send the jade talisman to inform the Jinlin Zhenren of the Qinglong Tower and ask him to send people to pay close attention to all the people entering the Qinglong Tower." As Mu Chengzhen said, he sent the jade talisman out.

The people from the Qinglong Tower were now looking for the murderer around for the death of Yinlin Zhenren. There was a secret method between them, and when Yinlin died, they naturally knew.

Yin Lin died in the process of capturing Qingcheng Zhenren, and Qingcheng Zhenren was rescued by Bai Long. As long as these two things are linked, you should be able to guess immediately that Yin Lin Zhenren died on the hand of Bai Long.

Therefore, when Jinlin Zhenren received the news that Bai Longzi might have to pass by his Qinglong Tower and go to Kunlun, he immediately sent all his disciples to monitor the entire Qinglong Tower and the road to Kunlun. As soon as Bai Long appeared, he could immediately lead people to kill him and avenge Yinlin Zhenren.

They were carefully planning how to deal with Bai Long, but no one knew that Bai Long was no longer in this space.

At this time, Bailong was following behind Xuanxuan, walking on a somewhat depressing street. The prosperous and prosperous streets in the past, due to the emergence of the myth of tears, most of the people have entered that world, leaving less than half of the real world, and most of them are running around for life.

Although the surroundings were depressed, only half of the people were missing, and vehicles and human voices were inevitable. These sounds fell into the ears of the white dragon, who was used to being quiet and listening to the sound of heaven and earth, and seemed extremely noisy.

On the first day of his trip with Xuanxuan, Bailong was able to endure such noise with good cultivation, but what about the second and third days?

With the arrival of the fourth day, Bailong finally realized that he could not stand the noisy atmosphere at all. Only by hiding in the mountains and forests can he better facilitate his mind to cultivate his mind and cultivate his Tao.

Mountains and forests? But there is not enough spiritual energy in the mountains and forests, so how can I practice? The Myth of No Tears has become the best choice. So, on the seventh day after leaving the Myth of No Tears, the White Dragon returned to this world again. The world of Myth of No Tears may be more suitable for me than the real world.

It was still in the Yulin Sect. Bai Long glanced at Mieqing, who had not yet woken up, and sighed in his heart: "I didn't expect that in the few days in the real world, I actually made me sigh so much, and even made me deeply realize myself. The Supreme Forgetting... Although I may not be able to practice it, in the present, it is the most suitable technique for me to practice."

Thinking of this, Bailong went into the second seclusion that he had entered the world of cultivation.
Chapter completed!