The howling wind roared like a reveling devil, and the relentless rain swept the heavens and the earth with the power of the wind.

The rough-skinned monsters also had to stay in their respective caves, waiting for the storm to leave. No matter how hungry they were, nothing could get the beasts out of their burrows to feed unless the relentless storm stopped the devilish roar and the relentless rain stopped the rain arrows.

All things in heaven and earth are long in spirit.

The people on the Heavenly Desolate Peak resolutely insisted on being in the storm.

Although he could only guard the spiritual field of one person, no one in the wind and rain gave up.

A young man crawled on the ground, letting the torrent rush past him, and he resolutely guarded the palm-sized spiritual field.

He was the only survivor of an attack on his home.

His right leg was only half amputated, and his left hand was corroded and rotten.

He roamed around every stinking ditch, salvaging everything he could eat, and survived.

He has a great ancestor, and that is still an ancestor of the seventh generation of the Palm Heaven Society.

His name is Cong Buqi, and he is only nine years old.

"Do you want to let go?" Gan Xie, who was standing quietly on the side, asked softly, Cong Buqi couldn't speak, shook his head strongly, Gan Xie said coldly, "As long as you let go, no one can help you anymore." You can imagine that if you let go now, there will be a bottomless abyss behind you. ”

Gan Xie continued to make his rounds, and no one could appreciate how cold and hard his heart had become, and he was only sixteen years old.

A teenager crawls in the mud, trying to keep himself grounded in the earth.

He has a demonic face, which makes Gan Xie feel extremely uncomfortable.

The sixteenth generation of the Dingtian Peak of the Palm Heaven Society produced an alchemy wizard named Tiejuan. The Tao of the iron scroll's life stayed at the seven grades of the mortal realm. He used his ability to build a family business in Heyang Town, one of the nine towns in Tiannan. But after his death, his inheritance was divided, and his descendants became beggars.

This young man, whose face melted like tin foil that had been rubbed repeatedly, was only seven years old, named Tie Luo, the only son of this sect senior, and his face was maliciously disfigured. No one knows exactly what this senior has offended. However, the fact that the Palm Heaven Society did not track it down shows that this matter is not simple.

Seeing Tie Luo, Gan Xie thought of the dilemma of life when he was the same age, and felt pity in his heart. However, he left with a smile. Let him continue to persevere, which is the greatest help for him.

The descendants of the nine disciples under the Palm Heaven Immortal Monarch, Zhuo Yi Zhenjun, have not been broken to this day, but their family background is no different from that of ordinary farmers six thousand years ago. Zhuo Yi Zhenjun is deaf, his Taoist companion is dumb, and the descendants of his two are all deaf in the sky and all women are dumb. In today's generation, all the elders in the family have died of illness, leaving only the elder brother Zhuo Yifan and sister Zhuo Yixian begging on the street. The two brothers and sisters have not escaped the supernatural bloodline passed down from their ancestors, the elder brother is deaf, and the younger sister is dumb.

Gan Xie stood in front of Zhuo Yixian and stood in the wind and rain. He could already feel the breath surging in this ten-year-old girl, who should be the first to stand in the wind and rain. If you help her at this time, she will break through quickly.

However, Gan Xie still left and walked to the next person.

Everyone knows that there is no real fairness in the world.

Everyone is struggling to find fairness in their hearts.

What is it measured?

Probably only the human heart!

Yun Piaozi, an eleven-year-old little white fat man, has looked at Gan Xie with those eyes full of anger since the first day he came to Tianhuang Peak. At this moment, he crawled in the mud and stared at Ganxie, like a white frog holding his breath, ready to jump up and bite Ganxie's throat at any time.

Gan Xie smiled and left.

No one knows when the storm will end.

All the people who insisted were extremely tired and hungry, and could only eat with muddy water, mainly because the elixir provided by Ganxie could clear the valley.

They didn't give up, because there was a figure that went back and forth between the people as usual, delivering food when it was time to deliver food, and patrolling when it was time to make rounds.

The power of example is amazing!

Persistence, only by persevering, can we see the most beautiful rainbow, the most brilliant sunshine, and the most precious hope after the storm.

Heavy rain fell into the sky, and the rain curtain covered the sky and the earth.

Lightning and thunder roared, blocking the sky above the Heavenly Desolate Peak, as if it was the scene of the birth of a demon, triggering a vision of heaven and earth.

Gan Xie stood on the top of the mountain, looking up, his eyes were thunder and lightning that would never disappear, faintly reflecting the thunder and lightning in the sky.

People have the stubbornness of others.

Heaven is naughty.

Gan Xie wanted to compete with Tiangong, but he suffered 60,000 of his peers.

"Gan Shaoxia, if you go down, these people who have not yet grown stable are really afraid that they will not be able to support it. Why don't I set up a magic circle to shelter from the wind and rain, and take shelter for a while?"

Ge You, swallow jaw and tiger beard, middle-aged and prosperous, a branch of the Ge family, a well-known architectural family. He can hold up one on his own, and his ability is not to be said. The wind and rain were too great for the construction to be carried out, and the teenagers had been in the wind and rain for two days and two nights, and decided to personally persuade this stubborn teenager.

"No matter how strong and powerful the magic circle is, it is also to avoid a moment, not a lifetime!" Gan Xie said, "Senior, seeing these 60,000 people, I feel like seeing 60,000 of myself. What they encountered was also what I encountered, helpless, incompetent, helpless, and could only carry it by themselves. Carrying the past may not be the sea and the sky, and if you can't carry it, it is better to give up on your own. ”

"You're not afraid they'll complain about you?"

"I never expected everyone to be grateful to me! If you want to follow me to eat a bite of immortal cultivation rice, you must first be able to endure hardship! Cultivating immortals is to fight with the heavens, and if you can't understand the meaning of this, you will only be walking with a corpse. ”

"I have a young son with acceptable qualifications under my knees, I want to ask Shaoxia to worship at the back door of the Palm of the Heavens, I don't know if Shaoxia will allow it?"

"Yes, but, in the first place, he was yours before he was on my roster, and he had to listen to me if he was on my roster!"

"Thank you!"

When Ge You went for a short time, he brought back a ten-year-old boy with a pink oil-paper umbrella, who looked extremely delicate. is obviously a person who grew up in a pile of brocade clothes and jade food.

"Xian'er, you will worship under the Palm Heaven Society and follow this Senior Brother Gan to practice......"

"What, Daddy handed me over to this butcher?" interrupted his father, jumped up and said, "Daddy, you said that I was my own, you can't do this to me. I don't want to crawl in the mud like a loach and eat mud, and this ruthless butcher. ”

Gan Xie took out his pen and ink and the roster, and said with a smile: "Senior Ge, before I record the roster, it is your last chance to choose!"

"Don't, don't ,......" Ge Xian hurriedly begged for mercy, "Hero, hero, be merciful ......"

Even in the wind and rain, a thick hesitation appeared on Ge You's face, his hands gradually clenched, and he bowed his head and said nothing. Whether to gamble or not, seeing the beloved son's demeanor begging for mercy, his heart was like a knife, and he hesitated.

"Xian'er, the family business that my father has beaten down must be handed over to you. However, since you were born, Dad has used almost all the means of pampering to pamper you. Daddy is a person who has suffered since childhood, and he knows that this is what really hurts you. Ge You's eyes were closed, his body shook, and he almost fell, he turned around and left with difficulty, and said reluctantly, "Gan Shaoxia, please!"

In the wind and rain, no one could see whether Ge You was crying, but he could feel his heartache.

In the wind and rain, when Gan Xie put pen to paper and wrote down the roster, Ge You's tears welled up.

"Butcher, what do you want to do?" Seeing Gan Xie put away the roster, Ge Xian turned around and ran.

"Go down, you!" Gan Xie kicked him down the mountain and said in a deep voice, "Hold on to one side of the ground and learn to stand up in the wind and rain." Otherwise, I may condemn you to the crime of deceiving your teacher and destroying your ancestors. ”

Ge Xian cried loudly, and his brocade clothes were already muddy soup clothes. However, he found that the more he cried, the more muddy soup he ate. can only cry, hoping that his father can come to the rescue.

Ganxie is still the same, coming in the wind, going in the rain, shuttling between everyone, and finally returning to the peak to watch the thunder and lightning in the sky, letting the wind sweep, let the torrential rain hit, and stand still. In the midst of the storm, he gradually understood the thunder, frost, wind, and clouds on the five pages of the yellow booklet.

On the ninth night of the storm, a man stood up.

It was a thin girl's figure, literally breaking through the dirt and sprouting budding flowers.

She swayed in the wind and rain, withstood the baptism of wind and rain, and became stronger and stronger.

On the tenth night, Tie Luo, Cong Buqi, Yi Ru, Zhuo Yifan, Yun Piaozi, Jingyun, Kuang Feng, Kuang Lei, Xia Shuang, and Ge Xian stood up.

Ge Xian was the last to join, and it only took eight days and eight nights to stand up, which was earlier than Zhuo Yixian. This is due to the fact that he has used too many cultivation spiritual materials to refine his body since he was a child, and the strength in his muscles and bones and even in his blood and veins is by no means comparable to sixty thousand of his peers.

Ge Xian dared to call Ganxie the butcher in front of his father, but whenever Ganxie passed by, he didn't dare to call, only dared to roll his eyes and glare. Gan Xie always smiled at it.

The wind is getting stronger.

The rain is getting heavier.

Thunder is getting denser.

Heavenly Desolate Peak, still.

* * *

Palm Sky Peak.

In the Lanyue Pavilion, the Holy Fu Zhenren was sitting, and the four disciples were standing in a circle behind them. They could clearly see the situation of the peaks of the outer gate.

"Master, this Gan Xie is too ruthless. Even if you are cruel to yourself, it is too much to be so cruel to others. Ximen Xiaoyu complained, "Sixteen days and nights have passed, and the wind and rain have not weakened in the slightest, is he really not afraid of killing others?

"Senior Brother Gan is cynical, his hatred of the rich is too heavy and too strong, once he has his own strength, Tiannan is afraid that he will not be at peace. Ao Jingcheng said in a deep voice, "Master, you can't continue to connive at him to mess around like this. ”

"He is at odds with his fellow brothers and disciples, and he wants to cultivate his strength by himself, how can it be possible in a hundred years. Zhan Chengfeng said indifferently, "I admire him, but he is still too naïve, and he really wants to compete with God!"

After hearing the opinions of the three junior disciples one after another, Chang Wentian spoke: "Under the protection of the master, the disciple has been in charge of the outer gate for twenty years, but it is far inferior to the achievements of Senior Brother Gan this month. The disciple disappointed the master and asked the master to punish the disciple. ”

"The four of you need to understand one thing, your ancestor Lingfeng Zhenjun is the head of the family, your master is the head of the family, and the Heavenly Masters Society must not continue to decline while your master and I are alive, let alone bury the seeds of decline.

The Faun God Continent has been quiet for 1,119 years, is there a time for the demon races and barbarians who once fled far away to make a comeback? What is the current situation of the Demon Sect that is hiding in the sea of quicksand? The beast tide that was supposed to be brought about by the beast roar three years ago has not come for a long time! You have to think carefully about what role each of you can assume once it happens!

It doesn't matter if he is a teacher, but the foundation left by the master of the Heavenly Ancestor is definitely not a little sloppy!"