The heavy rain poured down, and I don't know how wide the world was.

This rain carries the breath of heavenly wrath, as if sensing the rebellion in the world.

The autumn rain and ink clouds were lowered, and the world below was covered with a dull atmosphere, and the dripping rain slapped on the ground, causing a rich chill.

People looked up at the oppressive clouds and shook their heads, not understanding why it was raining again.

A few days ago, it had just finished a heavy rain that lasted for half a month, and today it actually rained again.

"It's an eventful autumn, and the rain continues to ......"

Above the Rain Sect, the Rain Sect Sect Master looked up at the sky, and a dull thunder sound often sounded.

Yugu stood aside, holding the Buddha beads in his hand, and shook his head.

"The mayfly is born against the desire to ascend to the immortal, and Wan Dao bows his head and can be called a minister."

The Sect Master of the Rain Sect turned his head to look at Yu Gu and sighed, as if he had foreseen something in his mouth.

"Nine days are in danger, but the world is still fighting and strife, is there still a way to survive in this world?"

Yugu nodded, seemingly unsure of trying to convince himself, "Yes, aren't we doing it?" ”

"However, other sects don't think so." The Rain Sect Sect Master sighed, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Somebody will step up." Yugu smiled with a complicated expression.

"Are you talking about the young man?" The Rain Sect Sect Master asked.

Yugu smiled and nodded.

"You're so optimistic about him? He hasn't become a god yet. ”

"It's almost ......"

"Oh?"

"It's just that we're going to run into some 'trouble' soon."

"The Rain Sect lacks a young master!" Yu Zongzong's idea is pointed.

"Then help him!"

"What's the trouble?"

"Cloud Thunder ......"

"When will they come?"

"It's almost ......"

"But once this happens, the 'frost' cause and effect that was finally sent, we will take it back."

"Worth ......"

......

In the midst of thousands of miles of mountains, mountains are stacked on top of each other.

The rain fell on the mountains and trees, and the branches and leaves of the grass and trees made a dense crackling sound.

The rain splashes between the mountains and forests, and the river flows downstream.

The clouds and mist rose in the mountains, and they did not disperse. At a glance, all the blue and white colors outline a strong color between the mountains and ravines.

A woman in a long skirt stood on top of a cliff, standing in the rain, her long skirt fluttering with the wind and rain, but the rain could not wet her long skirt.

A blue and ink-colored guqin is behind the woman, the woman has a long neck, and her white skin looks detached in the wind and rain.

Slender and delicate, the face of the country and the city is indifferent and a hint of grievance.

The woman stood on the top of the cliff, looking at the mountains for thousands of miles, and muttered to herself:

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but you still know the concubine?"

A wisp of wind and rain blew across the woman's cheeks, and the woman's long hair flew in the wind and rain.

"Farewell to the Northern Regions, I don't know if you are safe today?"

"The Jedi will be enlightened, I don't know if you will go...... I'll wait for you in the Jedi for a while! ”

A sigh resounded through the mountains with the woman's worries.

The woman shook her head, and her face was full of anticipation and an unknown sense of gain and loss.

"Okay, okay, don't feel sorry for yourself in that ......"

A voice sounded, interrupting the woman's worries.

I saw a woman in red drop the hoe in her hand and waved her hand impatiently at the woman in the long skirt, "God is chattering all day long." The old yin pen will bow down in front of you......"

There were several people standing next to the woman in red.

A man is dozing, and a man is holding a small bird in his hand.

The two men panted and stared excitedly at the big pit they had just dug on the ground.

There is also a little girl who is constantly stuffing all kinds of food into his mouth.

The woman in the long skirt turned her head and glanced at the woman in red with some dissatisfaction.

The woman in red looked at the appearance of the woman in the long skirt and couldn't help but roll her eyes, "The tomb is open, it's time to go to the tomb." ”

"Oh." The woman in the long skirt carried Moqin on her back, got up and went to the side of the thief hole, glanced inside, and asked, "You have been digging such a shallow pit for so long?" ”

"The little junior brother is not here, and we can't open the tomb with a word like him......"

The two burrowing men looked speechless.

Hearing the words of the little junior brother opening the tomb, the man holding the bird in his hand couldn't stop trembling violently, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he hesitated and said: "If you have a chance in the future, don't let the little junior brother open the tomb." ”

"Little junior brother opens the tomb...... It's so wicked. ”

The rest of the people thought about it when they heard this, and nodded their heads again and again.

"Little Lion's Hoof?" The girl who was eating was suddenly stunned, her eyes immediately lit up, and she looked up sharply: "Where are the lion's hooves?" ”

A group of people looked at her speechlessly, full of black lines.

"Alright, let's go to the grave. A few more, and it's time for us to leave for the Jedi. The woman in red waved her hand and said helplessly.

"As long as the junior brother leaves the Ninth Realm, he will definitely think of coming to the Jedi to join us."

A few people nodded, and went down the tomb.

As soon as they got out of the cave, they looked at each other and felt that something was wrong.

The woman in red thought about it, and then sighed deeply. Reluctantly, he poked his head out of the hole and shouted to the man who was dozing off the trunk of the tree: "Senior brother! ”

The man who was napping against the trunk of the tree woke up suddenly, and his face was dazed.

"Aang?"

"Grave."

"Oh......."

......

Outside of a remote town, heavy rain is pouring down on the newly built bamboo house.

A crackling sound rang out from the rooftop, and the rain dripped down the bamboo pieces on the top of the bamboo house.

In the bamboo house, Su Mo was indifferently refining the elixir.

Previously, when he was on the top of the Yunzong Medicine Mountain, the alchemy bottleneck encountered by the Qi Nian Dan cultivation was not the only one, but at this moment, under the Yuanying Great Perfection, it no longer existed.

The way of plants and trees with the power of flowers on the other side is constantly improving under Su Mo's daily alchemy.

Many of the immortal herbs and spirit herbs that Du Pingsheng brought out from the Yun Sect were now handed over to Su Mo to cultivate the Dan Dao.

Du Pingsheng still wouldn't point out the problems that arose in Su Mo's alchemy, he just gave some suggestions, and in the end, Su Mo had to think about and find out the problems himself.

Under this kind of continuous alchemy, Su Mo's way of grass and trees only took two months to approach the critical moment of Dacheng's consummation.

The Dan Dao achievement that others couldn't achieve in their lifetime, Su Mo only took a few months.

Even Du Pingsheng was in a trance, even if he knew that Su Mo had the meaning of the flower on the other side, he didn't expect that the meaning of the flower on the other side would be so against the sky.

On this day, after Su Mo refined the elixir in a furnace, Du Pingsheng looked at the elixir shining with Dao Yun in Su Mo's hand and nodded.

"Refine the last pot of elixir, and your way of plants and trees will be complete."

Su Mo nodded silently, when the path of grass and trees was consummated, it was the day when he forcibly turned into a god.

"Finally, this elixir, let me make a few requests for you." Du Pingsheng looked at Su Mo, his eyes were full of praise and expectation without hesitation.

Su Mo's achievements are his pride.

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