It was a heavy rain throughout Kyushu.

The God’s grace came to the world and fell throughout the earth with heavy rain. Countless spiritual plants and spirit creatures were baptized by heavy rain and their quality level increased by two degrees.

As mainland discourse people, the monks were surprised to find that the continent was much richer in spiritual energy, and the spiritual power in their bodies became much purer under the influence of heavy rain.

The monks who had been trapped in the bottleneck for many years found that the shackles were loose.

Some people made a desperate attempt and successfully made a breakthrough!

That rain was like a reward for the world.

In fact, it should be considered as compensation for Jiuzhou. This is the balance technique of the God Lord of Fusang Divine Realm for the Three Thousand Worlds.

The disaster of all spirits has endangered the stability of the divine realm, and in the three thousand worlds, only Jiuzhou, which is the same origin as the twins of all spirits, can have the power to compete with.

But as the God Lord of the Divine Realm, He Fangjin was unable to directly interfere in affairs in all walks of life, which was also considered the protection of heaven and earth to all walks of life.

Now that Xuanyuan Qingshuang returns to Jiuzhou, he can use Xuanyuan Qingshuang as a medium to raise the level of Jiuzhou's spiritual energy.

Although it is impossible to directly regain the immortal world, after the rise, the chances of winning by Jiuzhou invading tens of thousands of spirits will be greater.

That kind of grace is cool and gentle, without lethality, and even the demons who are not tolerated by the righteous path feel that kindness.

Great demons appeared one after another.

The children of the demon clan who are difficult to be born have landed one after another.

The demon baby who finally raised it quickly but almost died has passed through the dangerous period that is like a curse.

Even Heng Qiu, who became morbid and ruthless because of his injury, had a child with Du Tan, the former Fire Domain Demon Lord.

Looking at the woman's slightly raised belly, the ice in his heart cracked a gap.

This world is becoming gentle at a speed visible to the naked eye.

...

In recent years, chiffons who had disappeared in the Kyushu forces suddenly became awakened by the cold rain floating in the window.

“It’s raining?”

He leaned over his body, looked at the increasingly bigger raindrops, and spoke in surprise.

Song Weiran, who had just finished handling the matter and was about to report the relevant matters to Qi Feng, heard the sound and pushed the door open.

“The spiritual energy in the rain is rich, like a spiritual rain.

"I heard that this rain is still raining in the entire Kyushu."

Song Weiran answered Qi Feng’s doubts in time.

This is exactly what Qi Feng is puzzled about. The Shanhai Sect has ancient formations, and the climate changes of the sect are generally not affected by the outside world.

And for the need, the climatic conditions of each peak vary.

Furthermore, the formation outside Wenqing's residence was set up by Qi Feng, so that Wenqing's residence was not disturbed by wind, frost, snow and rain.

Now there is rain that can break through the ancient formation and break through the numerous obstacles outside Wen Qingju?

Spiritual rain, Spiritual rain...

Chifeng chewed these two words silently, and something flashed through his mind.

Song Weiran looked at Chifeng rumbling through boxes and cabinets in the study like a headless fly, and his heart tightened.

"Master, tell me what are you looking for!"

It's all rumored now, and Junior Brother Xiao went crazy because he couldn't stand Master Qingshuang's departure.

Could it be that Master...

Song Weiran walked up hurriedly, grabbed Qi Feng's arm, glanced at the mess in the room, and shouted in a depressed mood:

"Master!"

Qi Feng knew that he was looking for something, but he couldn't remember what he was looking for.

Hearing Song Weiran's shouting, he said with a little excitement:

"Lingyu! Lingyu! Ran'er--"

"I know it's Lingyu! So what's wrong?"

"If you don't help, go out and find it for yourself!"

The chirping wind swept away Song Weiran, and he was looking for it hard.

The man's slightly crazy look was reflected in his eyes, completely losing his former elegance, easy-goingness, calmness and heaviness.

Song Weiran stood at the entrance of the study room like a wood, and his heart sank little by little.

He thought that he failed to take good care of his master, which made Qi Feng become what he is now.

It was not until a surprise "found" came that Song Weiran was pulled out of the ocean of self-blame.

He walked over slowly and walked over carefully, fearing that it would stimulate Chifeng's condition.

"Master, what have you found?"

Qi Feng spread the scroll open. He heard Song Weiran's careful voice. He turned his head and saw his cautious appearance, twitching the corner of his mouth.

"You don't think you're crazy, do you?"

Song Weiran pursed her lips and said nothing.

Qi Feng shook his head helplessly and waved:

"Come on, come and have a look--"

Song Weiran looked at it and said softly:

"Viewing the cloud map in the sea?"

He looked up at Qi Feng:

"What is this, Master?"

Chifeng rubbed the seal of "Xuan Zhenzi" in the lower right corner, and his eyes were distant.

"This painting was written by your master Xuan Zhenzi, and it records the scene when your master picked up your uncle Qingshuang."

"What does Kuwai painting have to do with Lingyu?"

Song Weiran was puzzled.

Qi Feng looked far away, and the corners of his lips raised slightly:

"You Uncle Qingshuang is back..."

"What?"

Hearing this answer, Song Weiran's pupils suddenly dilated, and his hair was slightly trembling, bringing an indescribable joy.

But not long after, he frowned and looked at the man wearing a blue robe beside him with a worried look.

“Master…”

He opened his mouth and sighed quietly

"The disciple knows that you miss Master Qingshuang, but..."

Qi Feng raised his hand and directly interrupted Song Wei and continued his words:

"Hmph! If you don't believe it, then you will know whether what you said is true or false when your teacher brings you, Master Qingshuang, and you will know whether your teacher is saying it is true or false!

"I'm afraid you will lose too badly, so I'll tell you in advance that when you Uncle Qingshuang appeared, there was a small range of spiritual rain in Canghai.

"Dare to maliciously speculate that your master is crazy? You ignorant disciple!"

When Song Weiran came to his senses, the man had disappeared.

On the table, there is only the ancient "Viewing the Clouds in the Sea" with an ancient artistic conception.

"Forget it, I ran away again. I still have to do the affairs that the head should handle!"

Song Weiran accepted his fate and cleaned up his study. Then, after he had just rested, he re-entered the expedited working mode.

He suddenly understood the meaning of "Secretary Song" that Xuanyuan Qingshuang shouted.

Uncle Qingshuang, I will never deceive me!

...

sea.

The dark clouds were torn apart by lightning, allowing the dazzling bright daylight to pour down from it.

After living alone in the distant sea, I felt the enthusiasm from the ruby ​​pendant on my neck, and my blue eyes lit up and turned into a dragon and jumped out of the water from the depths of the sea.

There was a man in the sky under the divine light and fell to the sea at a very fast speed.

The light of the ruby ​​pendant flashed and the divine light disappeared. He hugged the spotless woman in white clothes and raised a very real smile.

The white meteor fell from the horizon, shattering endless raindrops and hiding the woman's eyebrows.
To be continued...