The rain was sparse, like a tireless kingfisher, constantly knocking on the flesh and blood of the tree. The sound of rain seemed to envelop the whole world......

The depths of the swaying bamboo forest reveal a sparkling light, perhaps the only clue that seems to be alive, and it is incompatible with the dilapidated atmosphere. Suddenly, the wind rose, making the originally fragile bamboo forest noisy, and a little more angry. The body surrounded by dark clouds seemed to envelop the little light around it, and the darkness it cast gradually annihilated this little light.

Suddenly, the wind blew fiercely, and the tearing sound came to the face, as if to indicate that something bad was happening.

"Grandpa, Grandpa"

The childish voice kept repeating, but you could feel how weak and pitiful it was. Although it has taken a lot of effort to shout and call, it seems that it cannot change the outcome of the imminent death of this old man's life. Life can sometimes seem as precarious as the flames of the fire. Even if he is sometimes strong, he can't resist the erosion of the storm.

"Xiao Lan'er, Xiao Lan'er, grandfather, grandpa, I'm a little tired, I may have to go to sleep, remember what grandpa told you, take care of yourself, and take care of ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the old man had stopped breathing. No matter how much the child in front of him called, it would not help.

"Grandpa, Xiaolan remember! Xiaolan doesn't want you to go, do you remember that you said that you would accompany me to catch dragonflies and pick wildflowers? The child still can't accept the old man's death and tries to wake up his beloved grandfather.

Because he has been dependent on his grandfather since he was a child, and in this world, his grandfather is his only support. The kind old man is gone, and his sky will fall.

I saw that he shook the old man's weak hand with all his strength, and this may be his last struggle.

After a long time, the child's crying gradually subsided, and he wiped the undried tears on his face with his thin hand, and then released the hand that he held the old man tightly and covered it with the quilt. At this time, he had already accepted his grandfather's death, and took a deep breath, even if he didn't want to face it, he couldn't escape it. Next, he can only rely on himself to try to survive and live up to his grandfather's last expectations.

This child's name is Arashi.

Listening to the dead grandfather say that he gave the name, just like he had dark blue pupils, clear and innocent, but sometimes revealing a touch of profundity. When people stare at it seriously, there will be a sense of panic and illusion.

In his memory, there is only one relative like his grandfather, so his dependence on his grandfather is very strong, and his grandfather is all he has, and he is all his support in this world.

Grandpa is an honest villager, who has been diligent and kind to others all his life. His favorite thing to do is to drink a little wine and smoke some coarse cigarettes, so he often has a long cigarette gun pinned to his waist, and a cigarette pouch about the size of a gourd that has been yellowed and patched, and the villagers around him like to call him the old pole head, and every time the market will go to the market to buy some tobacco that Sunset City is rich in, it is said that the tobacco grown in Sunset City has the reputation of the first grass in the world, and it is a pastime that is sought after by the nobles and nobles and the people at dawn.

However, because of his poor family, the starry tobacco that his grandfather went to the market to buy was just some coarse broken leaves, and by the way, he brought Xiao Lan'er some strange candies and his favorite rice cakes, which were soft and delicious and often made him salivate. As for what the taste is, maybe it's a bit like the rice dumplings made by the next-door neighbor Aunt Tu during the New Year's Festival, or maybe it's more like the taste of my mother.

The dim candle lamp in the room burned with a sparse flame, trembling slightly, and the past was vividly vivid. In a trance, the child's immature face showed a pitiful state, looking around, although it was not a luxury house, it was also full of organs, and there was a small family that should look like.

There was a wall covered with animal furs, which were the victories of the old pole head when he went out hunting, and some of the slightly medium furs he would keep at home, and occasionally knit a few comfortable clothes or a hat for his grandson to protect him from the wind and cold, and his favorite hat was sewn for him by his grandfather on his birthday, which he often showed off to his friends in the village. The hat is also sewn with a symbol that resembles the wind, which is a symbol of the Wind Lan clan.

The Fenglan clan is a very small ethnic group on this continent, Fenglan Village is just an extremely inconspicuous small village, although this village is not a big tribe, but it is also a thriving habitat full of fireworks, its history is also particularly long, the most proud of the village is that this was once a Lansheng hermitage.

Lan Sheng is the greatest existence in this world, it is said that it is an immortal, and it can move mountains and seas with a casual movement of its eyelids, and has the power to destroy the world. Nowadays, the history of this village is not as evil as it is rumored to be outside, but it has been reduced to the villagers talking about it after dinner.

It can be said that Fenglan is the totem of this small village, representing "freedom and bravery", and it is an unforgettable belief in everyone's hearts. And "Arashi" is the most amazing thing in this world, it is an innate ability, a mysterious power that can make ordinary people become powerful.

Of course, not all people can awaken this ability, it takes chance to achieve, when you have Lan Li, it proves that you are a qualified Yu Lan Master, everyone's Lan Li is not the same, but they are all divided into different attributes, specifically divided into "gold, wood, water, fire, earth-wind" above the five elements is the wind, because the wind is invisible, like a dream bubble without bounds, invisible things have great power.

And Lan Sheng, who practiced in seclusion before this village, is said to be a real Yu Lan Master, whose skills have reached the realm of transforming Lan, and can control the power of the natural wind all the time, and even more so, completely follow the wind, silently, killing people invisibly.

Of course, to become a real Yu Lan Shi conditions are extremely harsh, first of all, you have to have the talent to awaken Lan Li, there may only be one in ten thousand people, it is really one in a million, if you don't have Lan Li, then it proves that you can only be an ordinary person in this life, of course, as long as you can become a Yu Lan Master, you also need to bear a certain responsibility, the greater the so-called ability, the greater the responsibility. Because just one person's practice is not enough to realize your value, you also need to protect and protect the things around you and the people you care about.

As long as you awaken Lan Li, there will be a pattern representing the corresponding five elements in the center of the eyebrows, of course, this pattern will only appear when you activate Lan Li, so many Yu Lan masters will be proud of this, that is a symbol of power. And under the caster's feet, different circular patterns will appear.

If you want to become a qualified Yulan Master, you not only need to have an innate talent to awaken Lan Li, but also need to cooperate with the Yulan Gong method that suits you, which can be divided into nine grades, nine grades for respect, and one for the beginning. The attributes of the five elements are mutually reinforcing, and they can also be integrated. Most people only learn one exercise in their lifetime, after all, a powerful method is by no means something that can be obtained under ordinary circumstances, and it requires great chance.

Unless many powerful people of famous and prosperous nobles can go to the ancient ruins - Yuntian Secret Realm to explore, they may be able to get some. However, the mainstream exercises that have been passed down since ancient times and carried forward in the world are all left by the Lan Sheng who exists today. Everyone who becomes a Lan Sage will become a powerful force, some of them are sectarians, some are enshrined in the imperial family, and some are hidden in the deep mountains and old forests to cultivate their minds and do not know the world.

Xiao Lan'er's dream since she was a child is to become a master who stands up to the sky, so that she can chase freedom and dreams, and protect her beloved grandfather. I can afford to earn a lot of money, buy my grandfather his favorite cigarettes, and buy beautiful clothes. You don't have to risk your life to hunt for a living.

He remembered many times that his grandfather had come back wounded, but no matter how dangerous it was, he would bring back some hides and stuff like that. Although I told my grandfather many times to pay attention to safety, I was helpless. Who let grandpa pull him up with hard work.

At this moment, it can be said that Xiao Lan'er is the most helpless moment in his life, he is only 5 years old this year, which is an innocent age of playing. In the face of the sudden departure of the old pole head, for a moment he seemed to have grown up a lot, whether he was mature or became more reticent. If it weren't for him, Grandpa wouldn't have risked his injuries to hunt in the forest, so much so that he was injured by a monster, and when he returned home, he collapsed and lay on the bed for a few days and bled more than that.

"The old pole head, the old pole head, the long cigarette stick in the hand, the spirits are not in the throat."

I still remember that this is a passage often sung by the villagers, made up by a group of naughty children. Every time the old pole head went to the door to chat, those naughty children would go around him, although what he said did not seem so respectful to the elders, but it revealed a different cordiality.

The old pole head is bold and righteous, and he treats the people around him amiably, without a shelf, every family needs help, as long as he finds him, he will do his best to help, and the red and white ceremonies in the village will pass through his hands. He is also a good hand when he drinks, and he is sincerely admirable.

When he goes out hunting, he often brings back some strange things and gives them to those children, so the villagers respect him very much, after all, he is one of the few elders in the village. The kids treat him like their grandfather. As soon as he returned to the village, the children would flock to the surrounding area, begging for gifts, so that bursts of laughter and laughter would disappear into the village along with his hearty laughter.

Holding the animal skin handed to him when the old pole head was dying, Xiao Lan'er's eyes were distracted, and as the candle burned out the last flame, the night also quietly fell.

The road ahead is still far away, no one knows what will happen, and whether this young boy can overcome obstacles to get out of his own way, everything is uncertain.