Li Bichen watched the immortals in the sky leave, and at the side of him, the green clouds moved slightly, and an immortal came.

"Why stop here and never return?"

Mu Xunyan asked Li Bichen, Li Bichen looked into the distance, was silent for a long time, suddenly raised his hand and scratched his head.

This action really shouldn't have appeared on him now, and it didn't match that silent temperament at all.

"I'm a little tired, the curtain is over, and I want to walk by myself..... Xunyan, if you go back first, please tell the real person what happened in Longhua this time. ”

Li Bichen's gaze sank, and Mu Xunyan stared at him for a while, shook his head, and smiled: "Okay, I'll help you report this matter first, don't stay out for too long." ”

Li Bichen smiled: "Naturally, naturally, you go all the way, and go well, please do everything." ”

Mu Xunyan left with a smile, the incarnation of Changhong entered the sky, rode the wind and left, in the blink of an eye, there was no longer her figure in the heaven and earth.

.......

The stream flowed over the mountain stream, and the dark clouds in the sky gradually converged.

Rumble——!

The thunder light struck the sky, and what was brewing in it was the power that made all beings fear.

Summer rainstorms are coming, and they are often accompanied by huge thunderstorms.

The thunderstorms don't stop, and the winds don't stop.

The fog and smoke shook the thunder, and the wind and rain all over the mountain helped the hustle and bustle.

A small figure appeared here, he was wearing a brown robe and a gold belt, he looked like a student who had sneaked out of some school, and his little face was slightly flushed.

The little boy was holding a big lotus leaf on his head, shrunk under a big sycamore, and he looked at the thunder in the sky, a little trembling.

And the plane tree is very big, but it is different from the ordinary plane tree, this plane tree, there are some scorched places in it.

Many branches have died, and there is no way to be reborn, and the power that moves more and more is thunder.

Ray was the thing he feared the most.

Even if he is a deity.

The gods are actually afraid of thunder, which makes people laugh out of their big teeth when they say it.

He is the god of the sycamore tree.

This sycamore tree was once struck by lightning, and the old god of the previous generation died in this way, so he was also afraid of thunder, and this sycamore tree was very old, so old that no phoenix was willing to come here to inhabit.

This forest depends on this plane tree, and the god of the plane tree has the duty to protect the trees, but the child feels that he can hardly take on this important responsibility.

Because he was afraid of thunder.

The old god once said that it is the god who controls the thunder, the immortal, and not the evildoer, the little boy once believed in this, but until the old god was killed by the thunder, he looked at the sky that time, but saw an evil shadow.

He has a monstrous mouth, but he can't see it, until it's not a good one.

There are no gods or immortals in the thunder, and there are demons.

The shadow lingered in his heart, and the originally lush plane trees were split into a half-dead appearance, and even the forest seemed to have lost a lot of life.

After that, as soon as the thunder hit, the boy was afraid, but he couldn't go too far from the plane tree, because his mana was too low, so he could only shrink helplessly under the tree, praying that the evil thunder in the sky would not come down.

The heavy rain poured, as if a sea was still falling, the lotus leaf was gradually beaten and wet, there was no way to resist the torrential rain, the child helplessly shrank under the plane tree, every time he mustered up the courage to exert his mana, the sky suddenly hit the thunder, he was suddenly frightened and did not dare to move, he could only continue to shrink.

Every thunderstorm season comes like this.

He buried his head between his clothes, the lotus leaves almost touched his hairpin and the door of his head, and the splash of water fell, but his eyes were fixed on one place.

Not far from the plane tree, in the waterhole, there was a green lotus that was shaken by the torrential rain.

The green lotus was very small, it seemed that it had just been born not long ago, and at this time it was crumbling by the torrential rain, and the little boy saw this scene, and his heart trembled a little.

He is the god of the sycamore tree, and he should help the green lotus.

But there's thunder in the sky, and it's terrible.

The little boy stared at the green lotus, his body moved, watching the green lotus being beaten more and more crooked, he swallowed a few saliva, and finally mustered up the courage, his body was on the top of the lotus leaf, and he was just about to take a step, at this moment, thunder suddenly flashed in the sky.

Rumble——!

The rapid and long thunder fell, and the little boy was suddenly so frightened that he held his head, and the lotus leaf in his hand also fell to the ground, and the heavy rain hit his body, soaking his divine robe.

He held his head and shivered, and the rain hit him coldly.

But this feeling did not last long, and then, the cold rain dissipated, and the little boy trembled and raised his head, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a green lotus in front of him.

A shadow squatted down, and the little boy looked up at him, only to see the yin and yang robes on his body.

That's the Dao hairpin, that's the Dao robe, that's the Dao sword.

The Taoist was holding a bamboo umbrella.

"Immortals.... Immortals?"

The child asked tremblingly, while Li Bichen looked at him and asked with a smile.

"God.... Gods?"

Learning from his trembling appearance, Xiao Tong lowered his head in shame, Li Bichen pushed the Qinglian forward, and Xiao Tong looked at Qinglian puzzled, and heard Li Bichen's words at this time.

"You are the god of the sycamore tree, you are the god of this forest, you are the god who protects them, why did you not save Qinglian when you saw it being beaten by the wind and rain?"

"This rain will rain for a long time, it is not a sudden thunderstorm, according to my observation, it will rain for about three days, if you don't save this green lotus, it will not be able to stop the rain and wind. ”

Li Bichen looked at Xiao Tong, and Xiao Tong lowered his head in shame.

"I ..... I'm scared. ”

He snorted, pursed his lips, and his eyes were teary: "I'm afraid of thunder." ”

"You are a god, why are you afraid of thunder?"

Li Bichen looked at him, and the little boy cried: "Grandpa was killed by thunder, and there are demons in the thunder." ”

"Thunder will chop me to death. ”

The child's trembling voice sounded, and Li Bichen laughed.

"You're a god!"

Li Bichen put his hand on his head and rubbed it wantonly, and the little boy gradually stopped crying and stared at him with teary eyes.

"The gods protect the heavens and the earth, and the true gods do not hesitate to fight for their lives, you are a god, why are you afraid of demons?"

The little boy whined: "I can't beat him..... Thunder is terrible. ”

Li Bichen's tone was soft: "If the gods retreat, will anyone in heaven and earth dare to stand up?"

Li Bichen was teaching him, and the little boy snorted for a while, and then spoke: "There are immortals, and there are saints." ”

"Wrong!"

Li Bichen shook his head and shook his fingers at the same time.

"Immortals, those who are born are also difficult to find, and the saints, the true respect in the world, but they are also difficult to see, and hundreds of millions of living beings can produce a saint?"

"Only the gods reside in the world, protect the universe, and enjoy the worship of all beings, you are the god of the sycamore tree, and naturally you have to take on this responsibility. ”

Li Bichen rubbed his head: "The mana is low, and I can't resist the evil spirit, but I can resist the fear in my heart and save this little green lotus." ”

"It's within our means. ”

Li Bichen's words fell, and the little boy was silent, and after half a sound, he took the green lotus in Li Bichen's hand, put it in his arms, and nodded.

He sat down, and Li Bichen also sat down.

The bamboo umbrella turned slowly, the rain turned into a bead curtain and fell, and the pouring rain fell for three days.

An immortal, a prodigy, just sat under the plane tree, a question, an answer.

"Immortal Chief, where are you from the mountain?"

"The immortals of Taihua Mountain. ”

"Where is Taihua Mountain, and what kind of law is it practicing?"

"It's the time of heaven that is practiced. ”

"What about you..... Will it thunder too?"

"Of course, do you want to fight one?"

"No, no, no, no....."

The prodigy was protecting Qinglian, he was really afraid of thunder, and Li Bichen couldn't help but shake his head and laugh when he saw him like this, at this time, with a slight turn of his fingers, the thunder suddenly appeared.

Qingxiao thunder turned into a little dragon, jumping on his fingertips, Li Bichen sent this treasure to Xiao Tong, who looked at it, the fear in his eyes faded away, replaced by a touch of curiosity.

"Is this Thunder?"

"This is Ray. ”

Li Bichen pointed to the thunder dragon to wrap around Xiao Tong's side, and Xiao Tong watched the thunder dragon spin around, and finally turned into a green lotus.

So in the green lotus, a trace of thunder light was born.

Qinglian gives birth to green thunder.

Li Bichen raised his head, his gaze was far away, looking at the sky.

The rain is still falling, and the thunder is still blowing.

In the mist, something faintly appeared, Li Bichen could see it clearly, it was a malicious spirit, he was laughing in the sky, he was staring at the plane tree.

Three days have passed, and the heavy rain is still pouring, so he is playing ghosts.

The demon, the so-called demon, is only to this extent, a bully..... It's just ants.

But today, the ant met Tianlong, if it was ordinary, there should be no intersection, but today, unfortunately, Tianlong is so idle and saw this ant.

Li Bichen sighed, he swore that he would say three days before, but now it's been more than three days, and it's still raining, isn't this a slap in the face?

"You said that if you don't come out, it's fine, and I won't go looking for you, but now that you run out by yourself and want to slap me in the face, I can't bear it. ”

Li Bichen muttered twice, his eyes were far away, and he stared at the sky for a long time before he made a move.

"Go, come out. ”

Li Bichen dragged the child up, and the child was a little afraid: "Immortal...... Immortal Chief, it's still thundering. ”

"Are you really afraid of thunder?"

Li Bichen looked at him and shook his head: "What you are afraid of is the demon in the sky." ”

"Thunder is the law, and the so-called good and evil depend on the person who casts the law. ”

Li Bichen turned around and looked out of the sky, while Xiao Tong looked at his back, at this moment, the immortal in front of him, who had only known each other for three days, actually became as tall as the blue sky.

He rubbed his eyes, and then involuntarily held his breath.

Xiao Tong felt that this immortal seemed to be about to do something terrible.

At the moment when this thought came to mind, a soft laugh rang out at the same time.

"You see. ”

Li Bichen laughed, that hand stretched out, faintly, there were wind, rain and thunderclouds lingering on it.

"Don't blink, you have to see what the demon really looks like. ”

The Taoist looked up at the blue sky, the little boy's eyes widened, and the head was also raised subconsciously, but there were still dark clouds and rainstorms in the sky, so he muttered:

"How... What do you think?"

Li Bichen's palm was raised slightly.

"Of course......... Split the day and look at it again—"

The five fingers were put together, and suddenly fell, and at this moment, the wind was scattered.

Like a heavenly sword, the black sky, inky clouds, and heavy rain were ...... by this palm Split!

A silver thunderbolt struck the sky!

"Ah——!!!h

A terrible scream rang through the sky, and the boy raised his head to see the familiar and terrifying face.

However, in the next instant, that face was completely destroyed by the extremely strong force.

The little boy looked at Qingtian in a daze, and the whisper of the previous person came from in his ears:

"The waves are hidden, and the clouds are yin and yang;"

"Black rain and red electricity, the sun and the moon have no light;"

"The heart is treacherous, and evil thoughts are fearful;"

"Yin Demon Thunder Language, God Fear Lotus Soup;"

"The sky is green, and the earth is yellow;"

"In the blue sky, the bell of the Eastern Emperor rings;"

"The mountains and rivers are determined, and the eight wildernesses are fingered;"

"The stars are moving, the wind and rain are coming;"

"The green dust is immortal, and the yellow dust is reckless;"

"Heart-to-heart thoughts, God is brave and demonic;"

"What you want to do, what you want to do;"

"Illusory and delusional, unstoppable idealism;"

"Under the plane tree, the phoenix will eventually seek the phoenix. ”

......

Thousands of miles of blue sky again, the gangsters are nowhere to be seen.

The sunrise is high on the sky, and the light is sprinkled with golden flowers and sycamores.

The boy looked up, but found that the immortal had long been gone.

However, when he looked back, he saw that the sycamore tree was already full of fragrant flowers.

One thought...... Flowers bloom.