When the flowers bloom, they will bloom, and the sunrise will set at sunset. This is the rule of heaven and earth, and it will never change.

But these flowers that accompany the rain will not decay all year round, and once they take root, when the flowers bloom, they will never be defeated!

In spring, the green grass and white flowers bloom beautifully. In winter, the snow accompanies the beautiful white flowers. It blooms with white flowers and exudes fragrance, accompanying the rain through spring, summer, autumn and winter, coming and going with bamboo forests and cliffs.

Walking with this, the rain will observe everything in the forest. It's not that she's bored, it's because she doesn't want to miss the changes.

On the edge of the cliff, at a glance, it seems that you can see through everything.

Yu Yu walked up to the cliff and looked into the distance.

Her expression did not change, just quietly waiting for the sunset and sunset.

Slowly, the red sun was about to fall into the horizon, and the rain followed it and sat down.

Here, Yu Yu never releases her divine sense, she only uses her eyes to see the scenery and feel everything with her heart.

The sun sets, the birds fly into the forest, and night falls.

With a hint of reluctance, Yu Yu stood up and turned around.

The white flowers on the path change at night. It is very charming like the release of fragrance, and it is full of mountains and forests by the wind.

The gentle moonlight, accompanied by the wind and the fragrance of flowers, walks with the rain.

After years of trampling, the mountain road is no longer difficult to walk. But the slow pace of the rain still has to go on for half an hour.

When the rain returned to the bamboo forest, there was a sound of silence, the wind did not move, and the leaves were silent.

Follow the trail and walk slowly to the peach tree. Yu Yu picked up the bucket outside the wooden house, shook a ladle of water, and poured it on the root of the tree.

"Ten years of trees, a hundred years of trees, although you don't blossom and bear fruit, I can wait for ......" touched the peach branch with his hand, and Yu Yu blinked and said.

The peach tree blooms as promised every year, but it never bears fruit. In order to verify whether it has the ability to bear fruit, Yu Yu borrowed its branches and planted them outside the bamboo forest, using spiritual power to help it take root and sprout.

The years did not disappoint the rain. It bears witness to the peach trees outside the bamboo grove that will bloom and bear fruit......

In this regard, Yu Yu was not angry. She was eager to pick the fruit of the peach tree outside the bamboo grove and taste it. But the stubborn rain resisted this impulse. Stubborn to wait for this peach tree to blossom and bear fruit......

Although every year when the peach tree outside the bamboo forest bears fruit, Yu Yu always looks a little angry, but she never picks a peach......

Even if the peaches on the peach tree are purple and red, they seem to be able to seep water......

The water scoop was put into the bucket, and the rain went to the eaves and lay down on the wooden chair.

The starry sky tonight is as quiet and bright as usual. The stars, when they shimmer, are like gems. Yu wanted to take them off and put them in the palm of her hand, but she knew that it was just delusional......

The change of the four seasons here, the spring breeze and summer rain, are all decided by Ding Rong. If she wanted to, the world within this enchantment would be forever day, or forever immersed in night.

The pure aura of the Heavenly Blessing Spirit Mountain is enough to nourish everything here. The sun, moon and stars seem to be reduced to landscapes, and within the enchantment, they are dispensable.

With the cultivation of the late Yuan Infant realm, Yu Yu can also use spiritual power to change the changes of the four seasons. Let this aura turn into rain or wind and snow, and float within the barrier. But she never did this, because she knew that everything has a cause and effect, and all have their own natural laws. You don't have to violate it, and why should you violate it.

Lying on a wooden chair, on the stove next to him, the tea was boiling.

After making new tea, Yu slowly closed his eyes.

The moment she closed her eyes, the wind rose in the bamboo forest. The rustling of bamboo leaves also sounded, and the chirping of insects in the forest also sounded at the same time.

Just like this, the rain listened to the wind, bamboo, insects, and did not move.

She couldn't sleep, but she no longer looked at the world with her sense. Hear with your ears and feel with your heart.

The tea is cold, and the night is late.

The night wind was cold, and the rain slowly sat up. She tucked her feet to her chest, buried her head between her legs, and said nothing.

Her appearance seemed helpless and desolate, and through the cold wind, it seemed to express her loneliness.

After a long silence, Yu Yu stood up and walked into the wooden house without saying a word.

The house was empty, with only a few dozen rough hides and a wooden bed.

This wooden bed, leaning against the window, can see the moonlight.

Coming to the bedside, Yu Yu slowly sat down. She stroked a blanket on the bed with her hand and muttered to herself, "After sleeping for many years, I still sleep comfortably in this bed." ”

This bed is made of the brittle bones of the "Qinglin Demon", which has been used for many years and has always been loved.

Lying on the wooden bed, feeling the weakness under him, Yu Yu shrugged his shoulders comfortably.

Close your eyes a little, under the baptism of moonlight, you can't sleep.

As a monk, you can sleep, but always with sobriety and a hint of vigilance. You can use your cultivation to make yourself fall asleep. But this method can't fall asleep and seems empty......

"Alas... I don't have much cigarette incense, how can I be good in the future......" Bitterly, Yu Yu shook his head.

Even so, her divine sense had already penetrated into the storage bag.

Inside the house, an incense burner appeared out of thin air. In the furnace, with a flash of inspiration, bursts of smoke began to ignite.

The fragrance of smoke filled the room, and under the slight trembling of the eyelids of the rain, he entered the dream fragrance.

Over the years, in the Spirit Mountain of Heavenly Blessing, the rain has been spent like this.

Early in the morning, I woke up from my dream, entered the stone room, borrowed the jade slip of my life, and met the deceased. At sunset, stand on the edge of the cliff, look at the beautiful scenery, and let go of your mind. At night, she boiled tea, lay on a wooden chair, and reminisced about the past. In the middle of the night, she borrowed the incense that could make her fall asleep, escaping from reality, hoping to dream of beautiful things......

Days like this, day after day, never change, and no one comes to disturb them.

Once, this kind of peaceful day was what the rain was pursuing. There is no trouble, no sorrow, no danger, just spend time quietly, quietly, quietly.

But now, she is really living this kind of life, but she is not happy.

It's not because of the boredom of day after day, nor is it the loneliness of being alone. It is that she has a bond in her heart, a longing, and a beautiful vision.

A farewell to the Tianxuan Continent, four hundred and eighty-six years. A farewell to the stars, three hundred and forty-three years. The rain spent three hundred and forty-three years on this "uniform dust star" that can no longer be called unfamiliar. And now, under her seemingly youthful appearance, there is a female cultivator who is more than 670 years old......

When looking back on the past, the only thing that can make Yu miss is the Aoki Sect of the Tianxuan Continent. There is her home, the tomb of her master Jin Xiaohai, and her own Zixia Peak. And Yu Yu also has a promise to the disciples of the Aoki Sect and an oath to take them home......

These are all these beliefs that make Yu alive, and they are also the only stumbling blocks for Yu to walk on the road of cultivating immortals.

This kind of emotion, when she is lonely, must come to her heart, stimulating the rain over and over again, stinging her. Yu knew that he was homesick, but he didn't realize that on a peaceful day, his thoughts were so turbulent......

Time flies, time is fleeting, such a peaceful day, the rain is spent day by day.

In the first mansion of Tianzi Hongpin in Tianfu Spirit Mountain, it is snowing today.

Snow scattered across the sky and the earth, clothing everything.

The bamboo forest is unyielding, but it also needs to bow its head. The peach tree is still there, but it is surrounded by a layer of rope clothing to protect it and keep it warm.

Sitting under the eaves, the iron stove was boiling tea, she warmed her hands and quietly watched the snowflakes fall.

The snow fell for a month, making the road impassable and the sky not clear. Yan Yu was very curious, what happened to Ding Rong this year. By mistake, she let this snow fall for so long, or did she really love it......

Drinking tea and watching the snow, today may be as peaceful as usual.

But in the snowy sky, there was a spiritual light that flew in, disturbing everything here.

Under the slight tremor of Yu Yu's eyelids, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

A flash of light flew from afar, stopping under the eaves.

When the aura converged, it was a red-edged and yellow-bottomed transmission note.

The small purple porcelain pot was warm in his hand, and Yan Yu looked at this transmission note, looking a little stupid.

The porcelain pot is in the mouth, and the head is raised to drink it, and the rain drinks all the strong tea in it.

Putting the small purple porcelain pot into the storage ring, Yu Yu stood up, looked at the snow in the bamboo forest, and stretched hard.

She didn't look at the note because she knew what it meant to her.

This place has been lived by the rain for 19 years.

In the past 19 years, Ding Rong only came to find herself once at the beginning, and informed the "shadow" of the situation, so she didn't bother again.

In the past 19 years, the rain has been waiting, but there is no cause and effect.

And now when this transmission note really arrived, she felt a trace of sadness.

When the snow falls, the heavens and the earth have not changed anything. Yan Yu looked ahead, collected his mood, and probed his divine sense into the transmission note.

"Come to me......" Ding Rong's calm voice came from the transmission note.

"This senior who wants me to respect the Lord is really concise and clear, and he never says anything......" smiled speechlessly, and Yu shook his head and whispered.

When the transmission note was touched by the rain with his divine sense, it turned to ashes. With a wave of his hand, the rain carried its ashes into the snow, and soon disappeared.

The snow still didn't stop, and the rain didn't move, she looked at the snow and thought about her thoughts.

After a little silence, Yu Yu took out a clean white shirt from the storage bag and changed it for himself.

Although she loves red, she knows that Ding Rong loves white. In this regard, although Yan Yu is suspected of flattering, he is also unyielding. After all, Ding Rong is a woman, and there is a fear in Yan Yu's heart......

She gave Yu a strange feeling, an inexplicable illusion. But Yan Yu knew that this woman should not persecute herself, otherwise she would not be able to spend the past nineteen years peacefully......

Under the eaves, Yu Yu put on a white shirt and tidied up her makeup.

With her hair and head behind, she rose into the air and unleashed her movement technique forward.