The Fiery Valley is connected to the back mountain, and at the foot of the mountain is Bai Ling's house. Because her master and fellow brothers are good at refining equipment, refining a residence is no problem for them, so her house is very beautiful, and even the various furnishings and gadgets inside are particularly exquisite, and the things prepared are also particularly thoughtful.
After Bai Ling moved in, she felt that the one who prepared these decorations and utensils for her must be a kind-hearted person. She didn't know where the senior brothers found the help. But two days later, when she asked about it accidentally, her sixth senior brother with well-developed chest muscles smiled and said embarrassedly: "Ah, I prepared it, and I made many of them myself."
Bai Ling: "... those flowers, those beautiful dresses, and that flowery water bed?"
"Yes, I did it." The Sixth Senior Brother smiled innocently and said, "Is it a little strange for me to do this?"
Bai Ling jumped up and patted Sixth Senior Brother on the shoulder, "What's so strange about that? I think Sixth Senior Brother is doing great this way! You are the best, Sixth Senior Brother!"
She lived in the cave by Luoshui for several years, and it was like a doghouse.
In addition to this house, there is also a large lake built for her by her master Chi Yan. The water in the lake is clear. Every noon, Bai Ling likes to transform into her original form and soak in the lake. With the sun shining on it, the temperature is just right, neither too cold nor too hot, which is very suitable for taking a nap.
The brothers were curious about the prototype of the white dragon and secretly came to see the little white dragon. However, after being dragged back by their master with a gloomy face to work as ironsmiths for three days and three nights, they never dared to come to see it again. So every time this time comes, there is only a long white strip that forms a circle in the center of the lake.
One day, Bai Ling came back from the furnace and turned back into her original form as usual to take a nap in the lake. In a daze, she heard a few weak and strange cries coming from the flowers by the lake.
The little white dragon in the center of the lake opened its eyes, swam to the shore, and rested its head on the flowers on the shore, looking at a pitiful crow. The crow had fallen feathers, and its wings smelled of burnt. It was seriously injured and seemed unable to fly. It shivered under the flowers.
Bai Ling looked at the crow's red eyes and felt it, and found that the creature in front of her seemed to be a little monster, the kind of useless little monster with weak spiritual power and unable to transform at all. It was even more miserable than the little monsters she had seen in Luoshui who failed to transform and could only change their heads or hands.
The white dragon opened its mouth and spit out a breath of dragon. The black crow was blown back twice, but it was not afraid of death and did not run away. It stayed where it was and made weak sounds towards her, which were so weak that it was pitiful.
After changing back into human form, Bai Ling bent down, picked up the little crow demon, put it in her hand and went to find her sixth senior brother.
The sixth senior brother of the Fiery Valley was the most thoughtful of the men. After the arrival of the junior sister, their master entrusted him with an important task. Master Chi Yan said: "Your junior sister has only been transformed for a short time. You are more careful. You should take good care of her and treat her like your own mother!"
Sixth Brother: "...Yes, Master."
Sixth Senior Brother was a very competent "mother". In less than a month, whenever Bai Ling needed to call for her mother due to something, the first person she thought of was to find Sixth Senior Brother.
"Sixth Senior Brother, look, I picked up a bird! It's so injured, do you want to get some treatment?"
The Sixth Brother glanced at the crow in her hand and said, "It's just a small monster. There is a formation outside our Guiyi Immortal Sect. Big monsters can't get in, and small monsters don't dare to come in. This one may be too weak, and the formation doesn't care much... Look at the burnt black on its wings, it's the injury of forcibly breaking through the formation. It's strange, most monsters can sense the danger of the formation and don't like to come here, how did this little monster get in?"
Bai Ling pinched the crow's beak and guessed, "Maybe it was being chased by another monster and had to flee in panic?"
Sixth Senior Brother: "No matter how it got in, these little monsters are formed from dirty things. It's better not to play with this kind of thing." As he said that, he took the crow from Bai Ling's hand and prepared to throw it somewhere else, like a mother who doesn't allow her children to touch a dirty stray cat.
The strange thing was that the little crow demon, which lay motionless in Bai Ling's hands and obeyed her even when she pinched its beak and pulled its wings, immediately let out a shrill cry, suddenly spread its wings and struggled, almost pecking Sixth Senior Brother's hand after being taken away by him.
Bai Ling was quick to grab the crow and said, "Don't throw it away. Let me play with it first." After she said that, she turned around and ran away.
She caught the crow and returned to her house. She was just trying to find something to make a nest for the little monster. The old shell hanging around her waist said, "My little master, this thing is very dirty. It's better to throw it away and don't touch it."
Bai Ling found a bowl, rolled up some grass, and stuffed the crow into it. "How is it dirty? I think its feathers are shiny black, and its red eyes look pretty nice too."
Old Shell: "I'm not talking about the appearance. These little monsters are all polluted dirt. They are not good things. You should be more careful."
"Okay, I get it, dim sum." Bai Ling said casually.
Old Shell discovered in despair that her young master didn't listen to her at all. She took out a small bottle and poured a drop of milky white spiritual liquid on the broken and charred wings of the black crow.
The old shell's shell mouth was knocking against each other. If he had feet, he could jump up right now. "Ah! Little master, what a waste!"
Bai Ling: "It's just a drop of spiritual dew. I have a big jar in my spiritual bag."
Old Shell was heartbroken: "But it's such a waste to use it on something like this!"
Shrugging, Bai Ling put away the bottle and said, "I'll use it all."
Bai Ling took the bowl and put it outside, intending to let the crow fly away when it got better, and then she forgot about it. She forgot about it completely, but the black crow did not fly away again. It often hid in the corner of the house, and sometimes stopped on a branch to watch a white dragon playing in the lake. The grass that Bai Ling had rolled up in the bowl in the corner became hay, and the crow would hide in the hay every night.
Its mind was sometimes confused and sometimes clear. Sometimes, it would remember that its name was Lu Linsheng, and sometimes it would be dominated by the devouring desire in its body and only wanted to find some flesh and blood that it could eat - it could only eat some small animals, and any larger monster could eat it.
But every time it was driven by instinct to leave here, when it woke up and remembered its name, it would be influenced by the obsession and return to the house where Bai Ling was.
Bai Ling didn't know that there was a new resident here. The spiritual energy in her residence was quite strong, attracting many small animals. Occasionally, when she was free, she would grab a handful of spiritual rice and feed it to the various birds nearby like she was feeding pigeons. She also pulled spiritual herbs to feed the rabbits.
When Bai Ling was feeding, the black crow never dared to come close. It would hide in a dark corner and watch. Only when Bai Ling got up and left would it fly over and peck at the magical rice that Bai Ling had thrown.
After a few months of peace and tranquility, Bai Ling became familiar with the Guiyi Immortal Sect. Occasionally, a few disciples would come to see her, such as Sun Xiaoqin, the only female disciple among the seven disciples she met at the beginning.
"I've wanted to come see you for a long time, but now you are the direct disciple of the Lord of the Chiyan Valley, and I'm just an ordinary disciple. I have to call you uncle-master, so I'm embarrassed to come over." Sun Xiaoqin was a little vain, and enthusiastically gave Bai Ling a lot of interesting gadgets, and her words were very earnest.
The two talked for a while, and Bai Ling was called by her senior brother to get something, so Sun Xiaoqin stayed in the room alone. She didn't intend to do anything, but was curious about Bai Ling's room, and couldn't help looking around. When she saw the boxes of all sizes on her dressing table, she was moved, glanced at the door, and thought that Bai Ling would not come back so soon, so she picked up one and looked at it.
Many people in the sect were curious about Bai Ling, a dragon. As one of the first people to come into contact with her, Sun Xiaoqin had a very glorious life these days. Disciples who used to ignore her would come to ask her about Bai Ling. Sun Xiaoqin tasted the sweetness, and while she made up some stories about Bai Ling to attract attention, she felt uneasy. Now looking at these things in the room, she had another idea. This time when she goes back, she can tell others a lot of things. If Bai Ling can give her something, it will be even better.
She opened the boxes one by one and saw a box of pearls in it. The white pearls were piled together, and there were also a few purple pearls, which were very eye-catching. She loved these beautiful things the most, and couldn't help but hold the box and look at it back and forth. The more she looked, the more she liked it.
How about taking a few? Anyway, there are so many here, so it shouldn't be noticed if I only take a few. Besides, she has given Bai Ling a lot of things, so it shouldn't be a problem to take a few of her pearls, right
Sun Xiaoqin struggled to think, and her hands reached out for the pearls. At this moment, she found two red lights in the corners of the dressing table and the cabinet. She looked closely, stepped back suddenly, and screamed.
Bai Ling walked into the house and just happened to hear Sun Xiaoqin's scream and saw pearls scattered all over the floor.
"What's going on?"
Sun Xiaoqin forced a smile and pointed at the motionless thing in the corner. "I, I was frightened by the mouse just now, and accidentally knocked the pearl box off your dressing table. How could there be a mouse here? It's so disgusting, it scared me!"
Bai Ling raised her eyebrows, looked at the pearls on the floor, and then looked at Sun Xiaoqin, whose face was pale and guilty. She said nothing, and walked forward to pick up the small black mouse in the corner. The mouse had a pair of red eyes, which looked fake. Bai Ling grabbed it by the tail and it didn't struggle at all.
I put the mouse on the table, and it didn't run away. Instead, it curled up and stayed there quietly.
Sun Xiaoqin seemed to be really afraid of mice, and the disgust in her eyes could not be concealed. "How come this little monster seems to have gotten here? How come I can help you deal with it and throw it away? I heard that mice love to steal things the most. If you leave it here, you don't know what it will bite."
Bai Ling suddenly took out a handful of spiritual rice, sprinkled it in front of the mouse, and said slowly: "It's not only mice that steal things."
Sun Xiaoqin's face turned red and white, and she hurriedly said goodbye and left. She probably didn't dare to come again. Bai Ling was a little absent-minded. She remembered that in her previous life, there was also a roommate like this among her three roommates in the dormitory. At that time, she always quarreled with her, but now she couldn't remember what she looked like.
When she lowered her head, she saw the black rat lying quietly on the table, not eating the spiritual rice. Bai Ling pushed it and said, "Why aren't you eating? Eat now."
The black mouse moved, and then began to eat the surrounding spiritual rice bit by bit. When it finished eating, Bai Ling pinched the mouse's neck and put it outside the house. She was never afraid of these things, and felt that this mouse was no different from the hamster raised by her roommate before. But Old Shell shouted again, "Little master, don't play with these things, they are very dirty!"
Seeing that Bai Ling ignored him, he began to mutter and complain again: "What's wrong with this place? It's an immortal sect after all, why are there always these little monsters of unknown origin running around? I think it's better to go to UFO Mountain..."
Bai Ling turned a deaf ear to him, packed up the pearls in the room, and ran back to the valley to learn blacksmithing from her master - this was just what she said, in fact, what they were refining now was a piece of 100,000-year-old meteorite, which not only trained her strength, but also her mental control and spiritual power output. Bai Ling would be exhausted if she wanted to refine a small piece, so she could only learn from her master and senior brothers first. However, she has been swinging the hammer much more fluently recently.
After Bai Ling left, the black mouse with a full belly suddenly turned into a black crow and followed Bai Ling to the Fiery Valley. However, it couldn't get close, so it stayed on a branch outside.
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On the UFO Mountain floating high in the sky, the door of the highest palace suddenly opened, and the Supreme God Xuan Cang came out.
He didn't know why he had been feeling uneasy these days. He felt as if he had missed some opportunity and couldn't even calm down.
"God, Lord Bu Xing requests to see you." The immortal servant came to report.
"Send her over."
Bu Xing knelt on the ground, her skirt spread out like a flower, and she held up a star plate with both hands, "God, I divined yesterday and found out that you have a calamity in your life. This calamity will fall on the Luo River, and there will be a white dragon."
Supreme God Xuan Cang: "White Dragon?" He recalled that when he took the scales from the White Dragon Chief's heart to use as medicine, the White Dragon Chief had asked him for this. He said that his daughter, the last white dragon in the world, would come to UFO Mountain in the future, and he hoped that he could take her as his apprentice and protect her for a while.
If there is still a white dragon in the world today, it must be her.
"A mere white dragon, could it be my fate?" Xuan Cang's majestic and cold voice echoed in the hall. The fairy Bu Xing did not dare to answer and just lowered her head even more.
Supreme God Xuan Cang suddenly stood up, waved his sleeves, and disappeared on the spot.
The author has something to say: Ah, evolving slowly level by level? Am I that kind-hearted... No, I mean am I that patient