After the abandoned white moonlight was reborn

Ruthless Taoists are all talented people.

Come out in troubled times.

Caring for the common people, doing good to the world.

Therefore, it is also called Cangshengdao.

"People's hearts are only dangerous, and Dao's heart is only subtle; only essence is only one, and you are allowed to stick to it."

It is our responsibility to protect the world's living beings.

Xie Wushuang always thought that he would die in battle.

The north of the north of the bitter cold ancient land, the Demon Realm.

The black air is raging, the sky is bleak, and the wind and haze are cloudy.

The wind suddenly picked up and the ground was full of frost.

The smog and cold clouds that linger all year round recede, the moonlight is silvery white, and a crisp cracking sound resounds through the sky and the earth.

"So... so..."

The sigh resounded like broken jade and silk.

woo woo woo woo.

The wind was low as weeping.

On this day, it began to rain in Canglan.

……

Canglan Realm.

Sixteen states.

There are countless small realms, infinitely large, and thousands of miles of land boundaries.

There is Xianzhou in the sea.

In the depths of the clouds, the divine light swayed.

"How can there be rain in Xianzhou? Where is the enchantment of my sect?"

"Who is sighing again?"

The little monks who had just entered the Tao talked a lot, and set up a rainbow light to look at the North Sea.

Someone was stunned.

I burst into tears.

"Xie Wushuang's heart is broken."

"Who is Xie Wushuang?"

"I only know the sword sect Wushuang Daojun."

"But he can turn the tide with his voice, so he should be a great talent."

"It must be a person who is amazingly talented and envied through the ages."

"Do not."

"He is a useless person, a slave to the demon world, and he has been ill for a hundred years."

"Then why—"

"Xie Wushuang said ruthlessly."

"When his Dao heart was broken and he died...there should be a heavy rain in the Canglan Realm."

Heaven and earth are sad.

Send you back.