The white clouds are Liu Yi's space, the closest to the outside world and the most singular place in the sacred relics.

There is only a single white color here, and the clouds here are not ordinary clouds, they hang in the air, but they do not flutter. ± Novel,

The clouds here are still clouds, and when Xiao Ling came into contact with this unique cloud, he knew that this was a cloud that was harder than a stone, and even the divine sense could cut it off. To say that they are clouds is simply that they have the form of clouds.

Liu Yi used the clouds here to build dozens of rooms and enclose them into a closed courtyard.

Xiao Ling was taken out of the courtyard by Liu Yi, and Liu Yi only said lightly: "Your flute sounds good, I need you to sound the flute for me every day." You can build your own house here with precipitation clouds, but remember that you can't step into my yard. It's also best not to talk to me and not to disturb me. I just need to hear your flute. ”

Xiao Ling's cold attitude towards Liu Yi and his light voice did not feel that he was being treated coldly, but felt extremely comfortable and reassured.

To Liu Yi's words, Xiao Ling only nodded lightly in agreement, and then went to fiddle with the unique precipitation cloud.

The precipitation clouds were very heavy, and with Xiao Ling's divine power, they couldn't separate these clouds, so they simply piled them up and surrounded them into a small white cloud room and lived in it.

The white clouds have always been very quiet, and the arrival of Xiao Ling has not changed the silence here.

Xiao Ling and Liu Yi don't speak, they don't take the initiative to communicate, but every day Xiao Ling will use the broken flute to play for an hour, and all kinds of repertoire that Xiao Ling is good at, even newly composed tunes, go back and forth.

The flute sound between the white clouds has sounded regularly every day since Xiao Ling moved in.

The sound of the flute is broken, the damage hurts people, and the power is extraordinary. If it were in the mortal world, this flute would inevitably set off a storm and cause many disasters. In the relics of the gods, the sound of the flute cannot stir the clouds of precipitation, nor can it cause damage to the body of the gods, unlike ordinary music, the flute can easily drive the emotions of the gods.

has become a god, how can he easily have seven emotions and six desires again. The gods and men in the relics of the gods are more special, here is a group of indulgent gods, and their emotions are more easily aroused.

Every time the sound of the flute in the white clouds reaches the ground, it will inevitably attract many gods to listen with fascination, and the joy, anger and sorrow of the flute will appear in the expressions of these gods.

Liu Yi is still quietly living in the small courtyard of Baiyunjian, and the sound of the broken love flute is closest to her, and she hears it most vividly.

Liu Yi's whole activity in the white clouds is meditation, there are only white clouds in the white clouds, so clean that she doesn't need to do anything superfluous, she just changes rooms every day to meditate, and rarely goes out of her small courtyard.

Liu Yi is the quietest god in the divine relics, and she is also the most diligent divine man, she always firmly believes that by cultivating hard, she can achieve the realm god in the divine relics, and she does not need to follow the rules of reproduction to leave the divine relics and gain freedom.

Liu Yi is also the god who has lived in the relics for the longest time, and even the dragon matchmaker can't tell how long Liu Yi has lived here.

Liu Yi is an outlier in the world of gods, she is the only god who has comprehended the power of the rules here, achieved the main god, and is impacting the realm god.

Every day when she hears the sound of the flute, Liu Yi will naturally stop meditating and meditate, and she will unconsciously and reluctantly follow the flute to let her mood fluctuate.

Joy, anger and sorrow Liu Yi has long been in control, and it is normal for Liu Yi to not move her emotions for thousands of years. In Xiao Ling's flute, she still looked flat, but her heart kept tumbling.

The emotional surge brought her countless stimuli, and these stimuli aroused many of her feelings. In the divine relics, it is necessary to get rid of the rules of its own existence and comprehend the most basic rules of the universe that exist in nature in order to truly break through, which Liu Yi knows best.

The rules of the relics have been passive, and many rules have been slightly changed, and if you understand the rules that exist in the relics here, it is easy to enter the misunderstanding, unable to understand the most original rules of the universe, and obtain the power of the rules.

Xiao Ling's flute sound is a natural thing, because the flute and the person's feelings are all from the unaltered divine realm, and from the flute sound to understand the rules, there will be no mistakes, and the real power of the rules can be obtained. This is the direct reason why Liu Yi listened to the music attentively.

The rhythm of the seven emotions is sent to the flute of broken love, and Xiao Ling changes the music according to his mood, more sentimental and less cheerful.

In addition to practicing music, Xiao Ling has also been thinking. From seeing Liu Yixu to being inexplicably imprisoned, and then being sent to the divine relics. Having been manipulated by others, Xiao Ling tried to guess who was manipulating everything and why.

Everything should be related to Liu Yixu, otherwise he would not be prevented from communicating with Liu Yixu, and as soon as Liu Yixu appeared, he would be imprisoned and sent to the divine relics to be imprisoned.

Thinking of this, thinking that there is a force that is trying to be against himself and Liu Yixu, Xiao Inspiration has suffered a huge crisis. Without strength, there will be no freedom, Xiao Ling once again realized the truth of this world.

Breaking through his perception and struggling to save himself is the only thing he has to do.

Xiao Ling carefully sorted out his cultivation method, the Annihilation Dust Technique has always been spontaneous operation, and its development and change are not controlled by Xiao Ling, which makes Xiao Ling have been confused, that is, it is inseparable from the Annihilation Dust, and it cannot be mastered, which is a very painful thing for the gods; the wind swings the plum blossom, it is a superior body method, and if you understand it deeply, you will definitely be able to touch the avenue of the world, but unfortunately Xiao Ling's heart falls in love with Liu Yixu, and it is difficult for the heart to be quiet, and it is impossible to reach the mentality of attaining the Tao of Tranquility; the sound of the seven emotions is the music that Xiao Ling has been practicing every day, and the emotional avenue contained in it is an extremely strange power, in the rules of the universe, the emotional rule is the most mysterious and difficult to grasp the rule of power, although Xiao Ling has entered the TaoWood carving magic technique, is Tang Mu passed on, Xiao Ling relied on this technique to practice a strong sense of God, all the way to practice a lot of benefits, at this moment the mind is willow Yixu, with the art of supporting the love of things is the most suitable for his state of mind at the moment......

In the room closed by the precipitation clouds among the white clouds, Xiao Ling took out a piece of wood, his mind sank on the wood, and Liu Yixu's voice and smile appeared in his mind, thinking about the light carving, the sawdust flew lightly, and a face appeared on the wood Liu Yi, who was separated by several precipitation cloud walls, meditated quietly, the precipitation cloud can isolate the divine thoughts of ordinary gods, but Liu Yi's divine thoughts can easily feel Xiao Ling's every move through the precipitation clouds.

The precipitation cloud is a unique thing among the white clouds, it is a special substance formed by Liu Yi using the power of the rules of his own comprehension to superimpose the white clouds and arrange layers of blockades in them.

Liu Yi felt the situation of Xiao Ling's carving of wood carving, and the more she looked at it, the more surprised she became.

I didn't feel Xiao Ling's use of divine power, and it didn't even cause the slightest change in the aura of heaven and earth. Xiao Ling's whole person was in an extremely quiet state, but the slight smile on his face showed that he enjoyed this state very much.

Contrary to Xiao Ling's own extreme quietness, the wood in his hand was undergoing extremely wonderful changes, and pieces of wood chips floated from the wood very regularly, floating gently in the air, scattering in every direction of the room.

To Liu Yi's surprise, those sawdust left the wood for no reason, as if they fell off naturally, and she couldn't feel any force playing a role in it, and the pieces of wood chips, no matter how big or small, were surprisingly consistent. The gods can use their divine power to cut and peel the wood blocks accurately, but to make every piece of wood chips peeled out so consistent, even Liu Yi, who is already the main god, thinks that he can't do it so finely.

When the wood no longer flew sawdust, the wood in Xiao Ling's hand turned into a statue of a woman, the statue was lifelike, and the peerless face on the wood carving made Liu Yi envious for a while. And when he felt Xiao Ling's fascinated demeanor towards the statue, Liu Yi's heart moved again and again, so that Liu Yi didn't notice that when Xiao Ling carved the wood carving, he inhaled a lot of essence, and his sea of consciousness was overflowing and expanding little by little.

Xiao Ling's years in the white clouds are repeated so simply, honking the whistle for an hour every day, and the rest of the time is carved wood carvings and being in a daze at the wood carvings, Xiao Ling is intoxicated, and Liu Yi is gradually intoxicated.

It has gradually become a habit for the gods in the relics to listen to the flute sound coming from the white clouds every day. The flute sound drives the seven emotions and six desires to change, as if it has some kind of magic power to attract the gods.

Most gods and men can't reach Baiyun, and the story of Liu Yi and Xiao Ling in Baiyun has become many versions, and there are rumors among the gods and relics that the two people in Baiyun are a couple who are in love with each other, and Liu Yi has been reluctant to contact the male gods since she came to the gods, and she is guarding Xiao Ling. And Xiao Ling came to the relics of the gods after all the hardships in the outside world, it was for Liu Yi, the two met, and they lived like a real fairy couple in the white clouds, and the good days of singing duets every day also said that Xiao Ling was a follower of Liu Yi, and after coming to the relics of the gods and being rescued by Liu Yi from the indulgence lake, he was taken to the white clouds. But Liu Yi had no feelings for Xiao Ling, and lived in a separate room with him, and Xiao Ling was not allowed to approach. And Xiao Ling fell in love with Liu Yi at first sight, and honked his horn outside Liu Yi every day to express his infatuation. One has no intention of falling in love and just wants to leave the divine relics by making a breakthrough in cultivation; the other is single-minded and uneasy, so there is a love flute sound in the white clouds Three thousand years have passed, and the gods in the divine relics have changed batch after batch, but the topic of Liu Yi and Xiao Ling in the white clouds has never diminished.

For three thousand years, neither Liu Yi nor Xiao Ling took a single step in the white clouds.

Three thousand years is not a long or short period of time for a man of God, and some men of God have been in retreat for a time of much more than three thousand years, but three thousand years is enough for a man of God to do a lot of things.

Three thousand years may be the journey of an intelligent civilization from birth to death, and perhaps many gods and men will make breakthroughs in this time.

For 3,000 years, Xiao Ling only did three things repeatedly, honking the whistle, carving wood carvings, and appreciating wood carvings, without interrupting a single day.

In the past three thousand years, Liu Yi has almost only done one thing, she has quietly felt Xiao Ling, listened to his flute, watched him carve wood carvings, and indulged in his focused expression when appreciating wood carvings.

In the past three thousand years, Liu Yi's cultivation has not changed, but her heart has changed, and she has fallen in love with everything about Xiao Ling, unconsciously but unexpectedly deeply.

In the past three thousand years, Xiao Ling's heart has not changed, he has always been in love with the Liu Yixu in his heart, and when he honked the whistle, he thought of the Liu Yixu, carved and admired the Liu Yixu; in the process of doing this, his sea of knowledge has always changed, and more and more solid objects have appeared in the vast sea of knowledge, and these solid things have reunited and combined, and gradually become a floating continent in the sea of knowledge.