Facing the cold raindrops, Lin Xian'er exclaimed, stood up from the large bamboo rocking chair in a panic, took her beloved rocking chair and hid in the door.
It was sunny a moment ago, but at this moment the sun was hiding somewhere. The dark clouds were like a big black bed, and someone was rolling on it, making bursts of thunderous noises.
"Alas! Sure enough, the sky is unpredictable, and everything in the world is unpredictable!" Lin Xian'er raised her head slightly, looked at the dark sky through the bead curtain, patted her chest and said, "Fortunately, I hid quickly, why not just
He’s going to be a drowned rat.”
The sky is unpredictable. If even Lin Xian'er didn't expect it to rain suddenly, Shen Lang certainly didn't expect it to rain.
The falling raindrops slapped the sparse bamboo leaves, making a soft popping sound like rain hitting banana leaves. Xia Xiaoniu exclaimed and took advantage of the situation to pick three large lotus leaves from the very nearby lakeside and held them against the edge of the lotus leaves.
He ran and shouted, "It's raining! Go home!"
The three of them were trotting in the rain with lotus leaves on their backs. Maybe it was because the lotus leaves were too big, too tender, and easy to accumulate water. As soon as they ran a short distance, Xia Xiaoniu was poured down on her head by the water accumulated in the lotus leaves, and she was covered all over.
He was completely wet. The way he looked wet made him look embarrassed, which made people laugh.
So Shen Lang laughed heartlessly.
"Okay! How dare you laugh at me!" Xia Xiaoniu snorted, and poured all the water in the lotus leaves onto Shen Lang's body, immediately giving Shen Lang a chill.
Not to be outdone, Shen Lang held his own lotus leaves and splashed them at Xia Xiaoniu, but Xia Xiaoniu dodged, so the water filled with lotus leaves splashed on Xia Qianye.
"Okay, you! You dare to bully even my sister!" Xia Xiaoniu grabbed Xia Qianye's hand: "Sister, let's deal with him together!"
The three people were laughing and chasing each other, and the rain had just started to fall, and all three people's clothes were soaked.
If the clothes are soaked, there is no need to take shelter from the rain. So Shen Lang raised his head and actively welcomed the rain. The dark clouds in the sky rolled slowly, like a piece of dark ink paper, and the falling raindrops drew shallow lines in the sky.
Light white line.
Those white lines fell into the small puddle at his feet and into the green lake not far away, creating ripples like one line after another. Shen Lang saw the fish swimming happily in the lake.
Feeling the long-dried soil under my feet, greedily absorbing it
This moisture, the grass seeds buried in the ground, are quietly glowing with amazing vitality, while the muffled thunder in the sky is more like the sound of war drums, playing a song that has always been tragic, cheerful, complex, yet simple.
The song of life, the song of heaven and earth...
"It turns out! Wind and rain are not far away, and thunder and lightning are not far away." Shen Lang smiled forgetfully in the rain. Suddenly, he thought of the colorful and wavy lake in his dream that day, the leftover soup in the celadon bowl, and the layer of oil floating in the water.
I thought of the lines on the books under the green lamp in front of the window...
"It turns out that the heaven and the earth are not far away, and neither are the talismans. There are talismans everywhere in the world!"
Faintly, Shen Lang seemed to hear that faint voice of greeting again, as if heaven and earth were saying hello to him.
"How are you?"
Shen Lang heard it, but he still didn't know how to answer, but he was too lazy to think hard to find a way to answer.
"I'm fine! We're all fine!" Shen Lang shouted in the rain, casually like a madman. He felt that his heart was more transparent than ever before. He was so close to heaven and earth, so close to Fu Dao.
Only a thin layer of film is left...
Across that thin barrier, he still hasn't made a breakthrough, and he still hasn't stepped into the Tao of Talisman. This may be because his own accumulation is not enough, or it may be that he still lacks a small opportunity. But Shen Lang does not Don't be anxious and don't force it.
"Why is this guy so crazy..." Xia Xiaoniu rolled her eyes and wanted to ridicule Shen Lang, but Shen Lang sneaked in and kissed her. "Well... you are really crazy!"
While saying that Shen Lang was out of his mind, Xia Xiaoniu slapped his shoulder with her hand, then hooked her around his neck, stood on tiptoes and continued to kiss him passionately in the rain...
"What are you..." Xia Qianye wiped the rainwater from her forehead, but felt that Shen Lang's state at this moment was really strange, and her state of mind seemed to become purer and clearer.
"Go back! I'll tell you when I get back on the bed!" Shen Lang directly picked up Xia Qianye and ran towards the room with a smile.
Then, I took off my wet clothes, ate a small dessert, and read a book in bed for a while until night...
...
In the afternoon of the second day, he suddenly remembered the red-tailed carp that swallowed his hook, so he wanted to fish. However, Xia Xiaoniu and Xia Qianye took a fancy to its fishing rod and felt that the fishing rod Maybe it's more suitable to be used as a crossbar for drying clothes.
At this moment, the slightly damp clothes of the three people were still hanging on the fishing rod, so Shen Lang naturally lost the fishing rod.
Shen Lang thought for a while, and he felt that wanting to fish might just be a simple mood. It didn't matter whether he actually caught fish.
As Lin Xian'er said, wouldn't it be boring if you always think about the results in everything?
So, he didn't bother to make any more fishing rods. He didn't even need fishing lines, hooks, or bait. He just casually broke off a willow branch from a weeping willow by the lake and let it droop in the water...
On the third day, he went to the bamboo forest again and found that there were bamboo shoots buried deep in the ground after the rain. After accumulating thickly, he forced his way through the soft soil and poked his head out. He looked at the rain. After eating the fresh and tender bamboo shoots, I felt that the true energy in my body was restless.
When he was in Black Wind Village, his cultivation had reached the seventh level of Qi Refining. Over the past ten days or so, he had experienced several bloody battles. He also took the Jinyang Pill and Tianling Fruit according to the dosage every day. With accumulated accumulation, Finally broke through to the eighth level of Qi refining.
Stronger true energy filled his body, but this did not bring a significant improvement to his strength, because just at the moment of his breakthrough, the Dragon Subduing Ring felt his stronger power at this moment, So the gravity suddenly increased to twenty times.
Shen Lang stretched, adapting to the stronger gravity, but didn't bother to mind at all...
The fourth day...
Day 5...
In the calm, Shen Lang almost forgot about the Qingyun Martial Arts event, and just lived an ordinary and happy life with his two beautiful masters and his two little wives.
But even if he didn't pay attention, the day when Qing Yun would fight was still approaching in this dullness.
In the blink of an eye, it was another early morning, the day when the Qingyun Martial Arts Competition began. The ancient Martial Arts Competition Square in front of Xiangyu Building suddenly erupted into a bloody light!
"Coming!"
"This day is finally coming!"
Among the seven peaks, young disciples looked at the ray of light in the sky that was redder than the morning sun, looked at the ancient square in the distance, and quietly clenched their fists.
Because they all know that in the past thousands of years, generations of young disciples of Qingyun have shed blood and shed tears, using their strength to defend the place of glory! It is a world where the test-flying eagle will soar to its fullest!