The rain poured down all over the sky, I do not know how sweeping a wide side of heaven and earth.
This rain with the breath of heaven's anger, as if aware of the world there are adverse intentions.
This autumn rain ink cloud down, the world below is covered with a dull gas, the patter of rain on the ground, a strong chill.
People looked up at the depressed clouds and shook their heads, wondering how it was raining again.
A few days ago, it just finished a heavy rain for half a month, and today it started again.
"Eventful autumn ah, continuous rain..."
On the Rainhead, the Rainhead master looked up at the sky and often sounded a dull sound of thunder.
Yugu stood aside, holding the Buddha beads in his hand and shaking his head.
"Ephemera birthday inverse desire to ascend the fairy, ten thousand way bow to be called minister."
The rain master turned to look at Yugu and sighed, as if he foresaw something in his mouth.
"Nine days are at stake, but men are still fighting among themselves. Is there any way to live in this world?"
Yugu nodded, as if unsure to convince himself, "Yes, we are not doing it?"
"But the other families don't think so." The rain master sighed and wondered what he was thinking.
"Someone will come forward." Yugu looked complex smile.
"Do you mean the young man?" "Asked the rainhead.
Yugu smiled and nodded.
"You think so of him? He hasn't converted the gods yet."
"Soon..."
'Oh?
"There's just going to be some 'trouble' soon."
"The Rain Kingdom lacks a little Lord!" The Lord of Rain has his will.
"Then help him!"
"What's the trouble?"
Yun Lei...
"When will they come?"
"Soon..."
"But once that happens, after a long time of sending the 'frost' cause, we will pick it up again."
"Worth it..."
...
In a land of thousands of mountains, there are peaks.
The rain all over the sky fell on the mountains and trees, the grass trees and leaves beat to make a dense crackling sound.
The rain splashes in the mountains and streams downstream.
Clouds and mists rose slowly over the mountains. At a glance, they are both blue and white and outline a thick brush of color between the mountains and ravines.
A long dress woman standing on the cliff, standing in the rain, long dress with the wind and rain drift, but the rain can not wet its long dress.
A green ink guqin back behind the woman, the woman show neck goose long, white jade skin in the wind and rain appears detached.
Slim and delicate figure, that beautiful face with a calm and a touch of sadness.
The woman stood on the cliff, looked at the mountains, and murmured:
"I haven't seen you for years, but you still know my concubine?"
A wisp of wind and rain blew over the woman's cheek, with the woman's long hair flying in the wind and rain.
"Once you leave the Northern Region, I wonder if you are safe today?"
"The Jedi will depart, I wonder if you will go to... I will wait in the Jedi for a while!"
A sigh, with a woman's worry echoed across the mountains.
The woman shook her head, with a sense of expectation and unknown gains and losses on her beautiful face.
"Come on, stop feeling sorry for yourself..."
A voice broke the woman's anxiety.
I saw a woman in red drop the hoe in her hand, waving impatiently at the long dress woman, "all day long God nagging." The old Yin pen will bow down before you..."
Several others stood beside the woman in red.
A man was dozing off. A man was holding a bird in his hand.
Two men with breathless faces stared excitedly at the huge hole they had just dug.
There is also a little girl who is constantly stuffing food into her mouth.
Long dress woman turned back, some dissatisfaction swept the red woman a glance.
The woman in red looked at the woman in the long dress and could not help but roll her eyes, "The tomb is open, it is time to go to the tomb."
"Oh," he said. Carrying the moqin on her back, the woman in the long dress got up and went to the side of the stolen cave, took a look inside, and asked: "Such a shallow pit, you dug so long?"
"Little brother is not here, and we can not open the tomb with a word like him..."
The two men digging the hole looked speechless.
Hearing the words of little Master brother opening the tomb, the man holding the bird in his hand could not stop his hand from shaking violently, the corners of his mouth fluttered, and he hesitated to open his mouth and said, "If there is a chance in the future, don't let little Master Brother open the tomb."
"Little brother opens the tomb... It's wicked."
The rest of the people heard the words to think, have repeatedly nodded.
"Little lion's feet?" The girl who was eating suddenly froze, her eyes immediately released a light, and she looked around fiercely, "Where are the lion's hooves?"
A crowd of people looked at her in silence, with black lines all over her head.
"Well, well, let's go to the grave. A few more, and it's time we set out for the Jedi." The woman in red waved her hand and said helplessly.
"Once my little brother has left the Ninth Realm, he will surely think of joining us in the Jedi."
A few people nodded their heads and went down toward the tomb passage.
A few people just down the hole, look at each other, feel as if there is something wrong.
The woman in red thought for a moment and then sighed deeply. Unable to put his head out of the hole, he shouted to the man dozing against the tree trunk: "Big brother!"
The man dozing against the tree trunk woke up with a daze on his face.
"Ah?"
"To the grave."
"Oh...."
...
Outside a remote town, rain pours down on this recently built bamboo hut.
A crackling sound sounded from the roof, and the rain dripped down the bamboo pieces on the roof of the bamboo hut.
Bamboo house, Su Mo indifferent refining Dan medicine.
Previously on the Yunzong medicine mountain, the seven thoughts are not only the Jiedan cultivation for the alchemy bottleneck encountered, at this moment under the great perfection of the Yuan baby, become no longer exist.
The grass and wood way of flower power on the other side is constantly improving under the daily refining of Su Mo.
Du Pingsheng from the cloud Zong brought out a lot of fairy medicine Lingcao are now given to Su Mo cultivation of alchemy.
Du Pingsheng still will not point out the problems in Su Mo alchemy, he just give the point, the final problem to Su Mo themselves think and find.
Under this constant refining, Su Mo's way of vegetation approached the critical moment of perfection in just two months.
Others can not take a lifetime to Dan Dao achievement, Su Mo only used a few months.
Even Du Pingsheng also produced the color of trance, even if you know that Su Mo has the meaning of flowers on the other side, but also did not think that the meaning of flowers on the other side will be so contrary to heaven.
This day, after Su Mo a furnace of Dan medicine refining, Du Pingsheng looked at Su Mo hands shining with the rhyme of Dan medicine nodded.
"After refining the last pot of herbal medicine, your way of gardening will be complete."
Su Mo nodded silently, and when the way of vegetation was great and complete, it was the day he forced God.
"Let me make you a few demands for this last medicine." Du Pingsheng looked at Su Mo, eyes ungrudgingly revealing full of praise and expectations.
Su Mo's achievement is his pride.