The rain curtain is hazy, and the patter of rain is continuous. The rainwater falls in the mountains and forests, flows through the mountain streams, flows through the Lanjiang River, and finally travels thousands of miles and merges into the sea.
I don’t know how long it took, but the drizzle gradually stopped, and a beautiful rainbow of seven colors slowly appeared among the mountains and sea peaks.
The gorgeous rainbow spans the vast mountains and seas, and the full spiritual energy falls vaguely, nourishing the world and all things that are gradually awakening in the rain.
Shanhaishenggong, in front of Guanxia Pavilion.
The handsome young man in a dark green and gold-patterned robe quietly looked up at the colorful light that spread hundreds of thousands of miles before filing the case. The sleeves of his robe were flicked, and with aura as a brush, an extremely real thing appeared on the canvas in an instant.
The mountains and seas of Weiyuan.
Above the mountains and sea in the painting, there is also a seven-color rainbow after the rain and the sky clears, adding a bit more color to the painting.
"Put this painting away so that it can be preserved."
Hearing the voice of the man in green robe, a waiter hurried forward under the eaves of the pavilion a few feet away, carefully took the painting in his hand, and said, "I understand."
After saying this, he slowly retreated with the scroll in hand, walking through dozens of continuous palaces in the Mountain and Sea Holy Palace, and arrived in front of a majestic and magnificent hall.
"Open the door now. Immortal Tun Yue has some treasures of writing and ink that need to be placed in the pavilion."
The heavy palace door slowly opened, and a Yuanjun of the demon clan in the realm of the divine palace yawned, looking a little sleepy, and muttered: "Since I, the leader of the Moon Swallowing Wolf Clan, have overcome three disasters and landed in Taiyi
After that, not only did I change my name and call myself the Supreme Immortal, but I also made a scroll of paintings and a scroll of calligraphy every three and two days. Over the past few years, I have accumulated so many treasures that I don’t know how many things there are. This is already the fifth palace under my care.
room."
The waiter's expression changed slightly, and he whispered: "Be careful! You are actually talking about immortality here!"
The Yuanjun of the Monster Tribe didn't take it seriously. It was obvious that the other forces in the realm of Weiyuan Mountain and Sea were enough to become the leader of a party, but in the Mountain and Sea Holy Palace, they could only take care of the affairs of the palace.
He had already been dissatisfied and said: "Even if the Moon Swallowing Immortal has attained the Three Catastrophes Taiyi, after all, he is still a descendant of my same race. If I really count, I have to call him Grandpa!"
The waiter did not dare to answer, but just led the Demon Clan Yuanjun into the palace, and closed the two palace doors with some effort. Then he raised his head and looked at the hill-like piles of calligraphy and ink. His face suddenly became a little pale.
He said in a trembling voice: "Is this how you keep these calligraphy treasures that the Immortal cherishes so much?"
Na Yuanjun yawned again, turned around, and sat directly on the soft cave under the pillars of the palace. He looked at the Holy Palace attendant in the Divine Sea Yunling Realm with his nostrils and said with a smile: "What's wrong?
?”
The waiter gritted his teeth and said: "If I had known this, I would have arranged them one by one myself, and I would not have handed them over to you with such confidence!"
Before he could finish his words, he saw the Yuanjun of the Moon-Swallowing Wolf Tribe turning over on the soft floor and kneeling on the ground, his head hanging down.
The waiter was a little confused and couldn't help but ask: "Shanji Yuanjun, what's wrong with you?"
Suddenly, the light shone brightly in the somewhat dim palace, and the azure fairy light fell down. The waiter looked up and saw the handsome young man wearing a dark green and gold patterned robe slowly appeared.
Looking at himself expressionlessly.
To be precise, he was looking at Shan Ji Yuanjun who was lying on the ground next to him.
"I've seen the Moon-Devouring Immortal!"
The waiter bowed down and saluted the demon clan Yuanjun in unison.
Tunyue's eyes were dull and she said, "Shanji, do you know your sin?"
Na Yuanjun buried his head lower and whispered: "I hope you will forgive me, grandpa."
Tun Yue fell down, remained silent for a moment, and said, "Get up and talk."
Shan Ji rolled up and stood up, with a flattering smile on his face, and said: "Grandpa, after all, I am also a cultivator in the realm of gods and spirits, and I can already claim to be the ancestor of a place, but you keep letting me
It’s really boring for me to look after calligraphy and painting papers in this corner.”
Tun Yue sighed and said: "In the past thousand years, you have been the most enlightened creature in our clan, but you have never made any progress and have always been so lazy. I let you take care of the palace precisely for this reason.
Exercise your impetuous mind. You never thought that the end result would be counterproductive."
"Now that I think about it, the atmosphere in the clan is probably the same. Once they have a little bit of cultivation, they will rely on my shelter to leave the clan and one after another become the emperors who dominate the Weiyuan realm. Not only does it delay the cultivation
, and you don’t care at all about the cultivation of the soul, so wasting time like this is not a waste of your understanding!"
As he spoke, his tone was extremely stern, making the waiter stand aside tremblingly. Shan Ji even lost his playful smile, and honestly lowered his head, not daring to make any sound.
"Come with me."
Tun Yue flicked her robe sleeves, and the heavy palace door slowly opened. Shan Ji followed closely behind him, leaving only the waiter rearranging the books that were randomly placed in the palace.
"Now, looking at the entire Weiyuan Mountains and Seas, there are hundreds of Yin-Yang crossing creatures. However, there are thirty-nine Yin-Yang crossing creatures in our Mountain and Sea Holy Palace. Among them, only the creatures from my Moon Swallowing Clan account for
Seven; there are six Great Sages of the First Tribulation and Great Sages of the Second Tribulation, but our clan only occupies one First Tribulation creature, Shanji, who is in the realm of Yin Lei Creation. Do you know how terrible this is?"
Tunyue walked slowly to another palace where the scrolls were stored and spoke softly.
Shan Ji lowered his head and whispered: "As long as you are here, grandpa, there is no need to worry if the sky falls."
Tun Yue sighed and said: "Of course nothing happened when I was here, but if I leave here one day, can I still be able to maintain the foundation of Shanhai Holy Palace with your unmotivated cultivation methods?
?”
Shan Ji was horrified. He suddenly raised his head and said, "Why did Grandpa say this?!"
Tunyue looked at the seven-color rainbow that had not dispersed between the mountains and the sea, and said: "The Weiyuan Mountains and Seas are located in the most marginal and barren land of Beiju Luzhou. In such places, the Three Disasters Taiyi True Realm is the life of all living beings."
The limit is, if I continue to stay here, I am afraid that I will never be able to achieve success in this life."
After saying this, he turned around and looked at Shanji quietly with a pair of eyes filled with azure fairy light, "Over the past thousand years, the Moon Swallowing Wolf Clan, which was originally withered in numbers, has grown stronger, and now it has become a
The burden on my state of mind is not a burden either if I leave or if I don't leave..."
Shan Ji was stared at by a Three-Calamity Taiyi True Immortal like this, and he couldn't help feeling a little chilly in his heart. He didn't dare to look at him, and lowered his head and said: "Grandpa..."
I don't know how long it took, but Tun Yue finally looked away and said, "Let's go."
Shan Jie felt as if he had received a general amnesty. After bowing to Tun Yue, he hurriedly left the palace, not daring to stay any longer.
boom!
Thunder rumbled from high in the sky and reached his ears. Tun Yue raised his head and looked up, only to see that the seven-color rainbow had dissipated, and large swaths of dark clouds once again obscured the golden and red sun.
Lightning flashed and thundered in the dark sky, but a few breaths later, heavy rain began to pour down. The force of the rain was much more intense and violent than the thin rain curtain before!
Heavy rain fell continuously, and Tun Yue looked at the gray thunderclouds in the sky, feeling a bit of gloom deep in his mind.