In the year 274 of the Xuanyuan calendar, early in the morning, the Five Holy Clans.

"Boom ......" There was a muffled sound, a small fireball rushed from the beach to the sea, and then it was swallowed by the oncoming surging waves, leaving no trace, the disparity in strength between the two is like the distance between heaven and earth, the caster is Haizhi, "I finally ......" He looked at his palm, still steaming, and then grabbed his fist, looked at the sea and said, "No, it's not enough, it's not enough......"

Back in the school, Xia Qing began to teach Hai Zhi to learn the casting of the small thunder ball and the small wind shield, because he had initially mastered the luck method of rushing to the crown, and from time to time he received Jie Ao's incisive advice, in a short period of time, Hai Zhi learned the lowest level spells of fire and gold that he could master, but at this time, the other disciples in the school had already mastered all kinds of upper spells, storm, heavy rain, fire, thunder, ice crystals, The rock walls and so on came and went, shaking the entire school one after another, in comparison, Haizhi's introductory spells were simply insignificant, and even the opportunity to connect to the Wuhua Imperial Qi Cover was swallowed up by the spells cast by others, like a shudder in the sea. Dao Ju would occasionally leave the stone pavilion to teach some apprentices, especially Jie Ao and Xia Qing, but he never taught Haizhi any spells, not even a word. Gradually, except for Xia Qing, everyone's attitude towards Haizhi became more and more indifferent, and Haizhi spent less and less time in the academy, more alone to hide on the beach and practice alone. One morning, before the sun had fully risen, Haizhi walked to the beach alone and continued his practice, which seemed to be no progress, and after a long time, he stopped his luck and sat on the beach, quietly watching the orange morning sun.

"Is that all I have to do here?" Haizhi said to himself.

"Haizhi ......" A familiar and gentle cry reached Haizhi's ears, Haizhi looked back, only to see Xia Qing looking at herself with melancholy eyes, her big watery eyes flashed with a trace of tears, she walked to Haizhi's side, leaned down and said to him: "You haven't been to the academy for a long time, I know, Master and others ignore you very little, and even exclude you, staying in the academy will make you feel painful, right?"

Hai Zhi couldn't bear to see Xia Qing feel sorry for himself, and hurriedly explained: "Sister, you don't have to worry, I don't blame anyone, I know in my heart that I am useless, and I shouldn't have hindered everyone's cultivation in the academy, in fact, I am content now, at least I will not do anything like before...... Hehe......" Haizhi ended his words with a wry smile.

Xia Qing could see at a glance that Haizhi was hiding something, she took Haizhi's hand and said, "Follow me!" and then went straight to the school, and when she arrived at the plum forest in the school, Xia Qing stopped, "It snowed last night, and it became like this early this morning." "I saw that the plum blossom forest was covered in silver everywhere, and the white edelweiss was like a big blanket covering the ground and branches.

"Look at the branches, what can you find?" Xia Qing said, pointing to the plum tree in front of her.

When Haizhi took a closer look, he was surprised to find clusters of pink things in the gap between the branches and the snow covering them, and the snowflakes that Haizhi gently patted away with his hand revealed freshly blooming plum blossoms! The crisp and red petals were like a small flame, burning slowly in the ice and snow, as if he could feel a burst of warmth.

"Why? Why do plum blossoms bloom in the snow and ice?"

Just when Haizhi was confused, Xia Qing held a plum blossom in his hand and said: "Plum blossom It knows that there are many more beautiful flowers in this world than itself, and it has no way to change its appearance, but it does not feel inferior because of this, but it is very desperate, and it is very hard to be the first to bloom when other flowers are still sleeping, not afraid of wind and snow, fearless of cold, just to prove that it is the strongest and bravest flower in the world!" Haizhi, maybe you are really not suitable for practicing the Five Elements Spell, but I hope you can persevere, work hard, endure even if you feel pain, and one day, you will definitely become a proud snow warrior like the plum blossom!"

Haizhi's aggrieved emotions in his heart finally couldn't be controlled, and he suddenly burst into tears, and he said with a crying voice: "I really want to...... I really want to be stronger...... And then...... Then take good care of the ...... Protect my sister...... Woohoo......"

Xia Qing was very relieved to hear Haizhi say the truth, and also cried, hugged Haizhi and said: "I know, even if everyone doubts you and looks down on you, I will stand firmly with you, always support you, believe in you, you will definitely be able to do it!" At this time, the rising sun and the plum blossoms that bloom in the ice and snow are even more gorgeous and tenacious.

"Flowers in the Snow", the cold wind blows the thin body, and the trembling hands lose consciousness

The upheaval of displacement shook the fragile soul, the heart on the verge of collapse, and did not want to beat anymore

Until that day, I saw her proudly blooming under the cover of ice and snow, letting it be whistling by the north wind, letting the frost rage, the bright petals blooming fearlessly, the white snow became the leaves that set her off, and the strong wind could only convey her fragrance

Flowers in the snow, flowers in the snow, why are you not afraid of the cold, why are you so strong

Flowers in the snow, flowers in the snow, why am I so fragile, why am I full of fear

Children with tears on their faces, don't be sad, don't be sad, you are the budding buds, the fertile soil and the sunny sun let you thrive, one day you will bloom proudly, you and I have the same seed, you and I have the same fate, we are all unyielding flowers in the snow

Not far behind them, a hand appeared, grabbed a cluster of plum blossoms, and crushed them vigorously, and the pale red juice dripped from between the fingers on the white snow, like a stain of blood......

In the year 275 of the Xuanyuan calendar, dusk, the Five Holy Clans.

A thin figure appeared on the seashore as usual, continuing his own practice, only to see that the sky gradually darkened, and the red afterglow of the setting sun infected the clouds in the sky, as if the cotton used to treat wounds was polluted, and with the smell of the sea that wafted from the sea breeze, the shore revealed a very different atmosphere.

"Today's sunset looks weird, as if it is bleeding......" Haizhi looked at the abnormal sky, feeling uneasy, "That's all for today, let's go home." Just as Haizhi turned around and was about to leave the coast, he suddenly heard footsteps from behind, and when he looked back, he almost fell to the ground in fright, only to see Jie Ao with a red face, untidy clothes, and a cloak appeared, and he was still holding a bottle in his hand, and the volatile wine quickly drifted into Haizhi's nostrils.