After becoming an outcast, she relied on the system to raise her children and counterattacked.

Beihai, sunny and rainy.

The soft raindrops fell slowly from the sky, neither fast nor slow, with a refreshing coolness.

It also started to rain lightly in nearby villages and towns. Some people were curious and stood on the street to watch. After all, rainfall on sunny days is rare.

Some people felt the difference immediately. People with rheumatism only felt cold air blowing through their joints. After being exposed to the rain, they actually improved greatly.

The person with typhoid fever was poured with rain, and instead of getting worse, he felt that his nasal passages were unobstructed and he felt much more relaxed.

Everyone was amazed and pushed the patients at home out into the rain. Although they could not completely cure the disease, they could alleviate the symptoms.

The people were puzzled by this strange phenomenon. Some people even knelt on the ground and thanked God. This must be the rain sent by God to save the people.

The disciples in the town were also shocked.

The rainfall in Beihai is much heavier than that in the surrounding villages, and everyone originally complained about giving lectures in the rain.

Then I felt that the rain seemed to be very different from usual. When it fell on the body, it seemed to directly penetrate the skin and integrate into the meridians, and the internal force became much stronger instantly.

Someone meditated on the spot and adjusted their breath.

Pavilion Master Xiao couldn't help but nod secretly. He didn't expect that the spiritual spring could turn into rainwater. It was really a wonder in the world. If everyone could be greatly improved, why should they be afraid of those eastward dwarf ghosts.

Simply let all the disciples meditate, euphemistically calling it training their minds in the rain.

Just when everyone was fully comprehending the mystery of the rain, two figures stood on a high mountain somewhere.

On the left side is an old man, wearing a purple robe, with a wooden hairpin on the top of his head. His white hair is meticulously taken care of. Even if there is a strong wind, his hair and clothes are not moved at all.

Next to him, stood a middle-aged man who was nearly forty years old. This man was wearing a sky-blue robe, with a slender and straight figure, and an elegant appearance.

The two of them stood in the mist, looking down at the earth like immortals, with great magnanimity.

The leader of the old man looked in the direction of Beihai, and a strange color suddenly appeared in his bright eyes.

"Where is it?"

The middle-aged man said respectfully: "It should be Beihai."

The old man held up his long beard and said, "Could it be that some strange object appeared in the North Sea, and the spiritual energy is so abundant?"

The middle-aged man bowed and said, "Do you want me to send someone to investigate."

The old man nodded.

"You really should go and take a look. The 50-year agreement with Piaomiao Silver City is coming soon. If you can't win this time, you have to wait another 50 years. If you can find a treasure that can help improve your skills, you can pay a lot of money for it. "

The middle-aged man said: "Disciple, let's go look for the person who came down the mountain."

The old man raised his hand to stop him and said in a calm voice: "No need, you will go down the mountain in person this time and bring Cui Yu and Fengyun Li back together. They have left the Zifu Golden Pavilion privately for several years, so they should get out. came back."

The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, but he still said respectfully: "Disciple, I obey."

"Go."

The figure of the old man has disappeared on the top of the mountain, leaving only the lingering sound that has not dissipated.

His speed was so fast, it was as if he had never appeared before.

The middle-aged man's eyes showed envy, and he immediately turned his head and looked at the tallest mountain behind him.

The place has been swept by strong winds for many years. Even standing here, you can hear the roar of the wind. It must be very difficult for people up there.

He stared at the spot for a while, sighed helplessly, and then walked towards the path down the mountain.

At this time, the rain in the North Sea was still falling.

Hundreds of disciples were sitting in the town together, and the scene was quite spectacular.

Yin Qingxuan stood beside Pavilion Master Xiao, looking at these meditating disciples, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, it was exactly what she expected.

Suddenly, she thought of another thing, and her heart skipped a beat.

The person who planted the blood grave for Ye Jingyu has not been found yet. If he gets caught in the rain with everyone, wouldn't his skills be restored?

She turned to look at Ye Jingyu, and the little emperor was also looking at her, his narrow eyes full of smiles, and then he nodded to her, as if he could read her thoughts.

Yin Qingxuan frowned, and after a while, he slowly opened it again.

If that person has been dormant, he must be mentally tense and on guard at all times. It is better to provoke him to come forward and capture him in one fell swoop, which is the best strategy.

Maybe Ye Jingyu had thought of this a long time ago, so he was so calm.

Yin Qingxuan let out a breath, that's all, the matter has been accomplished, there is no use in thinking about it, just wait and see what happens.

She only exchanged [-] points for rain. It shouldn't rain for long. Once the thief is caught, it will rain again.

While thinking about it, the rain slowly stopped.

Elder Xu couldn't help but look at Pavilion Master Xiao, why does this rain look like the little girl's medicinal spring?

He Yuntong's eyes were also full of doubts.

Pavilion Master Xiao asked them to gather disciples from various sects, saying that they were here to discuss matters against the enemy. Now it seems that he let them get exposed to this rain out of pure intention.

Could it be that this rain has something to do with the little girl?

He Yuntong was startled by his own thoughts. This was really ridiculous. Unless he was banishing an immortal to the mortal world, how could a mortal be able to control the wind and rain, let alone such a little girl who was not even 20 years old.

But he couldn't explain the source of the rain. Although rain on a sunny day was rare, it was not unheard of. However, he had never heard of rain containing spiritual energy.

He wanted to ask, but he was afraid of revealing some secret, so he suppressed the words that came to his throat.

Pavilion Master Xiao also slowly opened his eyes, his chest and abdomen swelled, and he let out a breath of filthy breath.

He looked down at the disciples and said in a loud voice: "A few days have passed in the blink of an eye, and there are still three days before the New Year. We must not relax during these days, and we must not give the Dongliu people an opportunity."

Everyone responded in unison, Pavilion Master Xiao waved his hand and said: "Since you have no doubts, just perform your duties and disperse."

Among the crowd, Dong Ziyu glanced at Yin Qingxuan quietly and already understood what was going on.

He couldn't help but respect her a little more. He couldn't be second to others. If the Dong Liu people came, they would definitely have to kill a few more to be worthy of Yin Qingxuan's hard work.

Everyone quickly dispersed. Those who should be patrolling and those who should be returning to their sect followed their respective bosses and returned to their bases.

Ye Jingyu took a step forward and came to Yin Qingxuan's side, looking at her with concern.

"Is it hard?"

he asked in a low voice.

Being able to perform such a heaven-defying skill would definitely cost a lot. He was afraid that Yin Qingxuan would faint again, so he put his left hand on her back and held her up with his fingers.

Yin Qingxuan smiled easily.

"Don't worry, Ayu, I'm fine."

Looking at those crescent-shaped eyes, Ye Jingyu felt relieved.

"That's good, let's go back."

Yin Qingxuan nodded meekly and put away the umbrella in her hand. Only then did she realize that Ye Jingyu had been soaked in the rain for a long time and his clothes were actually dry.

Could it be that he has improved again?

Looking at his eyes again, Shenhua was restrained and calm, but it gave people an unfathomable feeling. There was a high probability that he had guessed right.

For being able to train the emperor of the current dynasty into a peerless master, she must be considered No. 1 in ancient and modern times!

Yin Qingxuan curled her lips and took Ye Jingyu's arm.

Not far away, Ge Hongyuan looked back and felt that the two of them were like a golden boy and a beautiful girl, a perfect match, and immediately curled her lips.

He muttered in a low voice: "I don't believe there is no man in Beihai who is better looking than Ye Jingyu!"