It is raining in Chaoge City too.

Spring rain is very common, and such sentence patterns are also common.

But this is the first rain this spring, and many people know what it means.

The God Emperor and Concubine Hu stood in front of the hall, looked at the drizzle of spring rain, and said with a little emotion: "After all, we will leave."

Concubine Hu was a little worried and said, "Is it okay?"

The Emperor of God said: "I am alive, and the Zhongzhou Sect dare not do anything. After I die, the Qingshan Sect will naturally have to take care of it, but you must be mentally prepared for a few years."

Concubine Hu refused to say, "Long live Your Majesty, why did you say this?"

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The quiet room in Shuiyue Temple is still so quiet.

I am still sleeping during the winter, and the silk threads rise with the wind, and some float outside the window, wet by the rain, falling down.

The window is round, and the lake facing the opposite is also round. Many trees on the lakeside have been cut down, and some have been reborn over the years, which looks a bit messy.

There is a separate courtyard opposite the lake, which is prohibited by the formation of Shuiyue Temple and cannot enter and exit.

Jing Xin lives here.

He was expelled from Chaoge City and could not enter Guocheng Temple, so he had to come to Shuiyue Temple in the end.

Even the former prince was a prince, and he actually wanted to live in a nunnery. It was a very humiliating thing no matter how you look at it.

But there was no anger or resentment on his face, and even his eyes were as calm as a lake.

The spring rain falls on the lake, causing ripples.

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The strong wind whistled, rolling up the raindrops everywhere, hitting the mud walls of the thatched hut, making a sound of banging.

The most famous thing about Qianli Wind Corridor is the strong wind that blows from time to time.

No matter how gentle the spring rain is, it will become angry in such a ghost place.

When the wind stopped, the formation in the vegetarian room was naturally lifted, and the re-suspended raindrops wet Liu Shisui's face silently.

He looked at the south, silent.

Bu Qiuxiao brought him with a faint mist, looked at the world in the spring rain, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Liu Shisui wiped her eyes and said, "I'm worried."

Bu Qiuxiao understood what he meant.

The eased relationship between the Aoyama Sect and the Zhongzhou Sect has become tense again in recent years, even more tense than in previous years.

Whether it is Taiping Zhenren or the throne, these two righteous leaders are destined to have a head-on collision.

Bu Qiuxiao is very sure that with Bai Zhenren's mind and means, Chaotian Continent has been in trouble since then.

After his conversation with Jing Jiu, Yimaozhai chose neutrality.

But Liu Shi was always ten years old and would not make a choice.

The strong wind roared again, cutting the raindrops into countless pieces, rolling up and hitting the mud wall of the thatched hut.

Bu Qiuxiao said: "The most important question now is who will be the head of the sect."

He sent his disciples to Chaoge City to ask, and got a very boring answer.

The entire world of cultivation knows that Yunxing Peak has no hope, so is it Fang Jingtian or Guangyuan Zhenren?

These two peak masters are the most promising strong men in Qingshan who have the most hope of breaking through and entering the Tongtian realm. Do you have to wait until that moment?

Or is Yuan Qi Whale not afraid of matter-of-fighting arguments and is ready to forcefully take over Qingshan?

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The spring rain falls in the clouds.

The clouds gradually dissipated.

More than ten valleys like fairyland gradually appeared in the human world.

Just as the spring rain fell, the Zhongzhou School ended its three-year closure.

A long roar resounded between heaven and earth.

It was Qilin's shouting, I don't know if it was a demonstration or a expression of his pleasure.

The elders and disciples who were in seclusion and recuperation in Yunmeng Mountain came out one after another, with a calm and confident expression.

From Yu County to the north, countless small sects with vassals of Yunmeng began to plan for worshiping in Yunmeng Mountain.

A cloud-like ribbon hung on the treetops, Bai Zao walked to the cliff and looked south, silent.

Where did the senior brother go?

Jing Jiu, what kind of mood do you feel at this time?

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The spring rain falls on earth, and there are inspirations everywhere, and I know that Liu Ci is leaving.

Liu Ci acted in a low-key manner in this life and did not show any achievements. In the history of Chaotian Continent, he could only occupy a small amount of space.

But the sword light that was dominant and unbearable to the world three years ago completely changed his historical status.

The evil paths in the world were eliminated, and the turbid water turned red overnight. The Zhongzhou Sect was forced to block the mountain, and the whole world was silent.

Such things have never happened before.

It was not until this time that people clearly realized how powerful the head of the Qingshan Sect was and what influence it had on the Chaotian Continent.

Because of this, his departure will inevitably cause great noise.

As the mainland is about to usher in a change.

And as Bu Qiuxiao said, the first thing to look at is how the situation in the mainland will change.

Who will become the next head of Qingshan?

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The green mountains are very quiet.

This is even more true at the top of the Skylight Peak.

Everyone, including several peak masters, did not speak or move, and stood there like a statue.

The shadow cast by Chengtian's sword sheath on the stone tablet gradually became shorter, then gradually became longer, and finally extended out of the surface of the monument, unknown where it was going.

It’s like the perception of life in different stages of life.

Time slowly flows away, the spring rain gradually stops, and the warm red sunset shines on the peaks, which is a bit beautiful.

Yuan Qijing said, "That's all."

I don’t know if it was because he had been standing for too long or because he was old, his back was no longer as straight as in previous years, and his voice seemed a little tired.

The mourning ends here and comes to the next important link.

The atmosphere of sadness and remembrance is still floating among the peaks and may last for a long time, but the road always needs to continue moving forward.

This is not the ruthlessness of the practitioner, but the style of action that Qingshan has always been.

All the Qingshan disciples stepped on the sword in the air, waiting for the teachers on the top of the peak to announce who was the new leader.

The sword intent emitted by nearly a thousand flying swords was extremely sharp, as if it had formed a substance, and the waves of clouds on the cliffs dispersed in all directions.

The stone forest below the peak showed its true body, and looked at countless giant swords that were ready to fly.

The picture of the top of the Skylight Peak was also fully revealed in front of everyone for the first time.

The top of the peak is full of flakes, and there is a vague path between them, leading to a small hut behind the stone tablet.

There is a chair in the hut, which looks very ordinary.

Three hundred years ago, Taiping Zhenren was imprisoned in the sword prison, and Liu Ci was elected as the new leader. At that time, he walked over this path and sat on this chair.

Maybe it's because I don't like the memories of that day, maybe I just think the chair is a bit hard, or maybe it's better to sit by the cliff and get close to the sea of ​​clouds...

Anyway, Liu Ci doesn't like this chair.

He has never been to sit in the sect since he became the head of the sect, nor has he ever met his fellow disciples or younger disciples here, but he cannot change a fact.

This chair is the head of Aoyama.
To be continued...