Chapter 3714: Rock, Sky, Rain

The main hall of the wind brake.

Early morning light.

In the courtyard, in the room, Xiao Yi got up gently, so as not to wake up the people around him.

Pushing the door lightly, the outside is full of flowers and greenery.

Xiao Yi walked out slowly and took a deep breath.

The morning breeze is very refreshing.

Xiao Yi chuckled lightly.

In the past few years, except with Yiyi, if I was alone, I would have lived almost all day and night running around everywhere.

It was enough for him to endure the cold, snow, frost, and violent storms alone.

When he was alone, he cut through the storm and burned the sky and the waves.

When he was with her, he only wanted her to see the beauty of the world.

Xiao Yi stepped forward slowly.

All around, are all the exotic flowers and plants that Yiyi cooks on weekdays. They are not some amazing treasures, but they are all pleasing to the eye, and they are all rare species.

Xiao Yi slowly squatted down and stroked the leaves of a cold-land crystal orchid.

This flower, born in the endless snowy mountains, needs to be irrigated by the breath of ice to grow, but it is attacked by the wind and snow all the time, so even if it grows, it will not exist for too long.

Therefore, this flower is relatively rare.

And here in the wind brake area, there is no wind, snow and frost.

But this flower, under Yiyi's cooking, still grows, and is in full bloom. The flowers and leaves are full, and it is more crystal clear and beautiful than ever.

"It's also a blessing that you met a good master, and you have the spare time to cook for you all day long." Xiao Yi looked at the cold land crystal orchid and chuckled lightly.

The crystal orchid in the cold land usually blooms for only one day.

But this one, Xiao Yi has never seen it wither, it blooms all year round.

Xiao Yi looked down along the flowers and leaves. Under the flowers, there was naturally soil.

Although there is no ice here,

But there is still soil.

The turbid soil looks incompatible with the crystal clear orchid.

However, this is the breath of the soil, the gift of the earth.

The soil gave it the vitality to grow, instead of the frost, even if it was out of place, it finally carried it, and did its best to give it the breath it needed to thrive.

Just like this vast land, carrying hundreds of millions of living beings, it only gives, but never asks.

It is not like the sea, non-sea creatures cannot survive in it, and there are turbulent waves in it.

It is not like a place of lava, non-fire creatures cannot survive, and the lava inside is billowing.

It is also not like a land of wind and snow, not like a land of high-altitude winds...

It is always so peaceful.

It is always said that the earth also has its anger, which is enough to wipe out all living beings.

The wrath of the earth is enough to cause the land to collapse, the rivers and seas to flow backwards, and the eruption of lava to destroy everything.

However, that is not the anger of the earth, it is the anger of the sea, the anger of fire, the anger of thunder...

The living beings always plant these unnecessary things on the earth, but they are always speechless and do not refute.

It never makes any difference based on what kind of creature you are and what kind of creature you are not.

Heaven, and will give different birth talents to different creatures because of their preferences.

However, it has never been treated equally.

Living beings, standing on the earth, the earth has never resisted, and will always give a deep and solid bearing, so that living beings can stand between this world.

Yes, it's never been the same.

But there is always a living being, or occupying the mountain as the king, or occupying a land to establish a sect, or monopolizing many treasured places, and then because of its strength, it can be declared that this is the place that belongs to him.

It is a living being that makes this land different.

Rather than this land, give this distinction.

But in any case, let the dirty water fall, let the countless battles leave many mottled and hideous marks on its body, it will be speechless after all.

It is in silence after all, carrying everything.

Even if it is endless years, even if it is innumerable blows, it will always be so deep and solid.

No matter how powerful the martial artist is, there is no way to do anything about it, even if it is time, the same is true.

This is the earth! everyone

Therefore, the existence of guarding living beings is called a rock.

Solid as a rock, indestructible, although silent, not interfering in any disputes in the world, but standing still!

This is the Eighth Hall!

The bearer is called the rock.

Those who fight against the storm and the waves are called Qingtian.

With the rock of the earth as the support, raise your hands high, and support this piece with your own body, called Qingtian!

If you want to lift the sky, you must first have rocks to support it with your feet, and then you can stretch out your hands to support the heavy sky.

I have only heard the world call the eight ancient temples as rocks, but never heard of them as the heavens.

I have only heard the world call the eight chief hall masters Qingtian, and they have never heard of them as rocks.

This is the reason!

Xiao Yi's eyes turned cold.

wow…

Suddenly, a coat gently covered Xiao Yi's back.

The coldness in Xiao Yi's eyes dissipated in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

"Why don't you sleep more?" Xiao Yi got up and asked softly.

Yiyi chuckled, "You still have to prepare breakfast for the son, haven't you washed it yet?"

"No need." Xiao Yi chuckled, "Go back and get some more sleep, I'm going to start retreating in the early morning today."

"Of course, it's also the last day to retreat."

"After that, see if there are files in the main hall to be reviewed, and chores to be dealt with; if not, we will go out for a tour."

"If there is time."

The last sentence, Xiao Yi only secretly said in his heart.

"Yeah." Yiyi nodded with anticipation on her face.

At this moment, Xiao Yi's cultivation has recovered. Not only is his aura at its peak, but it is even stronger than when his cultivation was not lost.

Yes, after half a year of seclusion, Xiao Yi has not only recovered all his cultivation, but also broke through the first level, and now he is the fourth level of Sovereign Realm.

Xiao Yi took the coat on his back and put it on Yiyi, "Go back and sleep more."

After that, Xiao Yi turned around and left, heading for the retreat room.

The pace is not fast.

But Yiyi looked at the back, but for some reason, her nose suddenly became sour, and there was a feeling that the back was getting farther and farther and disappeared completely.

Yiyi was taken aback.

It wasn't until she felt a sudden coldness on her face that she suddenly trembled.

The slender hand slowly touched the face, it was tears, a drop of tears dripping from the eyes inexplicably.

Yiyi's face froze.

What's with this inexplicable sense of sadness?

"Master..." Yiyi called out subconsciously.

However, the sound was instantly covered by the sound of pattering.

It's raining.

In the sky, I don't know when it will start, it is pouring rain.

Without the slightest warning, without the slightest sound of thunder, suddenly heavy rain came.

And that back figure has already entered the retreat room.

This downpour was so sudden, so... deafening, like the wrath of the sky.

Like this sky, swearing its anger.

Do not…

How can this rain be slightly cool, and how can it be filled with sadness?

Is the death of the sky, the cry of the sky?

It seems that this day is saddened by a crisis that is imposed on the living beings, but it is irreversible, irreversible, and unchangeable.

That creature will eventually perish, and the sky is helpless!

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