The imperial capital, five-color brilliance, bridges and towers. There are luxury cars and celebrities, flooding the streets of the Seventh Ring Road, and the traffic is endless. At a glance, there is no doubt about its prosperity.

In the heart of this bustling metropolis, there is a slightly old building, silent and rarely visited.

There are no plaques, no symbolic signs, compared with the surrounding environment, it seems out of place, if you have to dig deeper, you may really be able to find a little clue, the former dynasty Qin Tianjian is located!

On weekdays, it's quiet. However, today it is surprisingly quieter! Through the layers of pavilions, a nine-story tower can be seen towering in the center. On the top of the tower, a middle-aged man in a purple gossip robe with a thin appearance was frowning and contemplating.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, I heard a "knock, knock, knock" sound, which I thought was the sound of feet stepping on a wooden plank.

When the middle-aged man heard this for the first time, his face changed greatly, and he quickly dressed up and went to the door of the tower to greet him.

After a while, an old man with gray hair and very casual clothes walked up, and the middle-aged man hurriedly bowed: "Chen Yi Xuanji see the saint!"

The old man waved his hand and said with a smile: "How many times have you said it, Xuanji, don't call me a saint, those are all things that only exist in feudal dynasties! Can't you call me chairman like them?"

"Qi Qi Sheng, my Yi family has been in charge of Si Tiantai for generations, and there is only the Holy God in my eyes, and nothing else!"

"That's it, I won't argue with you on this issue!" The old man shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, muttered a little, and said: "Xiao Ding said that there is a change in the heavens and the earth, you tell me carefully!"

Yi Xuanji swept his sleeves before he said solemnly: "The day before yesterday, there was a different star that broke through the sky, its glory was like a cover, its color was purple and red, when it first fell, the four sides shook, and the earth qi was haunted, and then it was hidden. For the sake of prudence, the minister wrote to the family overnight and asked the old man to help calculate. Send back eight words, Yuan Henry Zhen, the age is in Tiannan!"

"What does that mean?" asked the old man.

"I don't know why this happened, but everything is constant, and its beginning and end are inseparable from a certain number, according to the inference of ministers and fathers, the subsequent derivative changes should be in the south of the empire!"

"You hermit family, I know, your father Yi Tianqi, when I was the old chief's secretary, I have already heard of it, and I have also witnessed your ability! Others don't know how powerful you hermit families are, but I know that in the history of thousands of years of civilization in China, you have always been hidden behind the scenes, born or not, who can force it?" There is a look of jealousy in the old man's eyes, the more he understands some of the details, the more he can realize the horror, he has paid attention to a period of time, but what floats on the surface of the water is always the tip of the iceberg.

Yi Xuanji was surprised: "The saint is laughing! The saint is in power, holding an artifact in his hand, he is a saint, and he is responsible for educating the people, how can he be compared to the idleness of his ministers!"

"Don't put a high hat on me! You have the same hands and eyes as your father, and his calculating ability is particularly powerful, the old man of Tianqi is not a wasted sentence, as long as the Tianqi brother is willing, when today, he can only play a chess game!" the old man smiled.

"Otherwise!" Yi Xuanji shook his head, and said: "The way of heaven is the most balanced, all divination calculations are not without a price, the more involved in the secretion of the heavenly machine, the easier it is to lose one's life! Not to mention that the minister's father is old, and it will be difficult to take on a big responsibility, otherwise the minister will not have to leave home and abandon his son to take on his father's shortage!"

The old man leans on the railing, looks into the distance, under the tower is the prosperity and liveliness of the imperial capital, the wind is howling at the top of the tower, and it is the easiest to evoke people's memories.

Yi Xuanji was carefully accompanying on the side, figuring out his thoughts, observing words and feelings, and not speaking.

After a long time, the old man sighed a little emotionally, and said: "The last time I saw your father, it was twenty years ago, when I was about to go to the local office, the old chief saw me off, I once looked at your father from afar, with a childish face and crane hair, and the appearance of destiny!"

"When the minister's father was young, he was obsessed with asking questions, not confused by external objects, but unfortunately the world has changed drastically, and the sky is not visible, this side of the world has long been unsuitable for cultivation.

"What is the reason for this?" the old man wondered.

"Don't hide it from the saints, according to the book, in ancient times, although it was not easy to cultivate, it was not without a little opportunity, and there seemed to be some unknown changes in a certain period in the middle, resulting in the current world, the spiritual energy is barren. The ministers have been diligent in their cultivation day and night, but they have achieved little success, and they have never been able to grasp the essentials, as if all the methods recorded in the scriptures have lost their efficacy!"

The old man frowned, and then asked, "What did your father say?"

"The minister's father only said that the environment of heaven and earth has changed, and it is difficult to cultivate, and it is difficult to go to the sky!"

"Although I do not understand your word, your father must have a reason when he says so. You have to plan early!" the old man comforted, and it could be seen that he valued Yi Xuanji very much.

"Live up to the trust of the Holy Lord!" Yi Xuanji said.

"The affairs of the south will be left to you! Your Yi family is responsible for the changes in the heavens and the earth, and it is appropriate to deal with this matter, I will greet them well, and at the critical moment, you can act cheaply!" The old man seemed to have other important matters to deal with, and after speaking, he raised his feet and walked down the tower.

"Chen Yi Xuanji, send the saint!" Yi Xuanji walked to the door of the tower and watched the old man leave under the escort of several black-clothed men.

"Knock, knock, knock", but after a while, the tower returned to silence, and the night was silent.

Three days later, in the south of the imperial capital, 100,000 miles of mountains.

The traffic here is blocked, the mountain road is difficult to walk, the giant trees are towering to the sky, the light of day is not seen all the year round, poisonous insects, fierce beasts, rare plants, abound.

In the past ten years, the country has spent a lot of manpower and material resources to erect railways and high-speed railways, which have only improved slightly, but the deep mountains and dense forests have not completely changed the nature of poor mountains and bad waters in a short period of time.

At this time, it is the scorching June, and the children in the mountains like to be shirtless, wear shorts, and find a sweet and clean water place, cool and happy.

"Oh my god, it's going to snow!" a childish voice suddenly sounded out very inopportunely.

"I ......" seemed to have something choked his voice, making what the other child was about to say come to an abrupt end, but the shape of his mouth was obviously a foul mouth.

One moment it was still a clear sky, the sun was shining, and the next moment it became a snowfall in June, who would believe it?

I saw that the sky was full of cold clouds, sprinkled with snow.

Pity these children's little arms and legs, and suddenly shiver from the cold.

"Mom, the dog is freezing to death!" a child crooked his mouth and ran away.

"This damn weather, it's like a June's face, it will change!" a child complained, turning and running towards the village, the first thing that comes to mind when people encounter danger is always the most familiar place, home.

"Ah sneeze, Ah sneeze", many children are thinly dressed, and they can't adapt to the change of weather at first, and the tip of their little nose has been hung with long vermicelli.

Even the sturdy adults were nervous, and it could be seen from their stunned expressions that they couldn't accept this drastic change from hot to cold, you know, the weather change was too sudden, so that the unprepared adults were caught off guard. It is rumored among the people that the flying snow in June has a great grievance!

Not to mention what happened to these mountain people!

But when I saw the long wind howling, covering the sky and the sun, but after a while, a thin layer of frost condensed on the ground.

The snow fell on this day, and as time went by, it became more and more intense. The trees in the mountains and forests swayed, and there was a crackling sound, which was the sound of hail hitting the trees.

The next day, the north wind howled, the snow covered the mountains, and the fields were vast, and all kinds of signs showed that something unusual.

It was night, the sky and the earth were quiet, but the wind and snow were still there.

In the night, 100,000 mountains, somewhere. Here is fragrant flowers and different plants, competing for beauty, a beautiful scene, but it is a pity to catch up with this hundred years of rare changes, a hundred flowers, all the fang, leaving branches and leaves, a night of wind to destroy goodbye.

The snow buried the earth and obscured the traces of pedestrians. In the dim light, a line of twisted footprints can be faintly seen, leading to the distant village.

A slightly old figure, staggering through the snow. At this time, the wind and snow are strong, and if you are not in a hurry, you don't have to travel in the snow.

Suddenly, the old figure stopped in front of the stele at the entrance of the village, only to see him clean up the snow on the stele, confirm the handwriting with the residual light, wipe the sweat on his forehead, exhale a mouthful of white steam, and muttered: "Dongliu Town, Yaotan Village!"

Who wants to walk in the snow at night?

The old man is a well-known gentleman in the town, but anyone who is a little particular about it likes to ask him to name his child. The day before yesterday, the flower hunter in Yaotan Village sent a wild boar's head, saying that his wife was going to give birth in the last two days, and hoped that Mr. Big would give the child a name. Mr. Big was greedy for a while, but he didn't expect the promise to be refreshing, and the sky changed in a blink of an eye.

The snow is knee-high, making it difficult to walk. Mr. Big secretly complained bitterly, carefully identified the road, and walked to the village according to the address left by the flower hunter.

The village is scattered, there are only a few households, the houses are not together, but they are not far apart, and the countrymen will only live next to each other when they are separated, otherwise they are all single-family households.

Mr. Big stopped in front of a house, ready to knock on the door, thought about it, made up his mind again, secretly circled the house, did not know the situation of the flower hunter's house, but also guessed eight or nine, so he was not in a hurry, flicked the snow on his body, and knocked on the door.

"It's coming, it's coming...... Ah, it's an old gentleman!" opened the door, and he, the Flower Orion, was not tall and slightly thin. For Mr. Big's arrival, the flower hunter was very surprised, overjoyed, and hurriedly welcomed Mr. Big in, and then poured tea and water.