One year later, in the middle of the night, when the carving knife in Xiaobao's hand was cut off the wood carving of the ninth seal, a faint light appeared on the wood carving, which was truly half completed.
Almost halfway through the completion of the wood carving, there was a sudden thunder in the sky outside. The thunder echoed across the entire first continent, as if there was a certain will roaring, and even the sky was rolling, as if an eye was formed. When I stared at the earth, I seemed to be searching, but in the end I found nothing and only slowly dissipated.
Almost at the moment when the clouds were rolling, inside the city, in a house not too far from Xiaobao, the deity Meng Hao raised his head and looked at the sky coldly.
At this moment, Xiao Bao didn't know why, he faintly felt that someone was looking at him in the sky, and he raised his head, but he didn't look at anything.
That night, when the sky clouds no longer rolled, it started to rain.
This rain is not just in this city, but... the entire First Continent is raining.
At the beginning, no one cared about the natural change of rain, and mortals ignored it, let alone monks, but the rain continued for seven days!
There were always heavy rains, and even in some low-lying places, when water ditches had begun to form, it was faintly becoming a disaster. This disaster finally caused the ordinary dynasty to become nervous and took some measures to divert it into the rivers and seas.
Seven days, not the end, but after a short period of sunny days, thunder roared, rain fell again, boundless, there seems to be no time limit, the second seven days, the third seven days, the fourth seven days...
It rained for a month, two months, three months...
It is impossible to imagine that the gentle rain on weekdays, if it continues for several months, the whole earth will be filled in the waves, and the whole world will be wet.
It was already a disaster. The monks of the First Continent took action, trying to change the world and stop the rain, but in the end, even the Supreme took action, it couldn't stop the rain.
What they can do is to drive the rainwater from this earth out of the canal and into the sea.
But this is not a long-term solution, the rain is still there, and any monk who tries to change all of this will soon become devastated in his practice and die violently.
It seemed that he had violated the will of God and was punished by God and died.
Ordinary is about to become the land of Wangze. The same is true of the city where Xiaobao is located. The walls are like mud, and many places have collapsed. The same is true of many houses. People can only take the rain to repair and strengthen.
Even households, the rain couldn't stop flowing in, and at the same time it flooded the ground, it also caused plagues and various diseases caused by dampness.
Only in Xiaobao's house, rain rarely comes in. Even in this rainy day, the house still remains dry. Xiaobao does not know the reason, nor does his daughter know.
Only his wife understands that because this is her secret spell, she can't protect others, but she can protect her own home.
"When can this rain stop..." Xiaobao sighed lightly. In the days of heavy rain, the shop’s business hasn’t been opened for a long time. The margin is not enough.
In silence, Xiao Bao sat there, picked up the wood carving, and continued to carve. With the sharp drop, the rain continued.
Gradually, more and more monks were dispatched to arrange formations and canals one after another on this ground, but they could only be relieved but could not be eradicated.
In this way, time passed, and three years passed in a flash.
In three years, the rain... has never stopped, countless people have moved, countless villages have been submerged, many plains have disappeared, and the city where Little Treasure is located has become a vast ocean.
The family also had to move, and along with the refugees, they walked towards the high ground. On the way, Xiaobao's parents fell ill.
They were old and unwell. The disease almost returned to the market, but in the end it got better miraculously. The excited little treasure did not see his wife's pale face.
The rain is getting bigger and there are people dying every day. Only Xiaobao and his family have maintained their energy during this migration. However, Xiaobao's wood carvings, he did not stop, and found some time to carve every day.
Until this migration, after a year, when the number of refugees on a high mountain was getting less and less, the rain slowly stopped. When the rain stopped, when everyone cheered from the bottom of their hearts, a cold wind blew. Come, take away the warmth of everyone, and make their cheering expressions become pale in the blink of an eye.
The rain stopped, but it started to snow.
The temperature of the entire first continent dropped suddenly in an instant!
The moment the snowflakes fell, Xiaobao's body trembled. He felt the snow on his face. He couldn't see the surroundings, but he could hear the breathing of people around him.
That breath, with depression, with the breath of death, and with despair...
It seemed as if it was still wet the moment before, but in the next moment, it became gloomy and cold. Such changes in weather caused disasters that were much stronger than rain.
Snow fell in the sky and the temperature dropped, causing the earth to become frozen. The harsh climate is a disaster that even the canal cannot solve.
More cultivators chose to interfere with the sky, but in the end they would die suddenly if they shot, until an Eight Source Supreme was blown by the cold wind of the sky after the shot, and after the death of the soul, no one dared to do it anymore.
In the entire first case, in the disaster of rain first and then snowflakes, they had to choose to migrate. They could calculate that this disaster was going to destroy the first continent.
Unable to stop, unable to resist, even the elder in charge of teaching, shaking his head in bitterness, he already noticed that for the First Continent, the disaster is far from reaching its peak.
The first case is gone.
During the night of this day, Xiaobao’s wife Yan'er, watching the snow drifting in the sky, also knew of the first departure. She gritted her teeth and wanted to take Xiaobao and her daughter to leave the first continent, but almost The moment she cast the spell, the entire First Continent, suddenly, the power of heaven and earth disappeared in an instant.
All the spiritual energy, all the boundless power, for a moment, seemed to be covered, as if blocked, disappeared completely, as if all was taken away.
The sudden disappearance of the power of heaven and earth caused a reaction to all the monks who are still in this first continent. Their complexion changed drastically. A majestic coercion came crashing down on them, and at the same time they were pressed into their bodies. After many years of cultivation, the strength that has belonged to their own cultivation base, all that can't allow the slightest resistance and struggle, directly squeezed out of their bodies and scattered between the heavens and the earth, and they... At this moment, as if they were knocked down to the mortal dust, they became... mortals!
It seemed that there was a huge cover, covering the first continent at this moment, making it impossible for the people inside it to go out, and the people outside did not dare to come in.
Because as long as you step into the scope of the first continent, the monk immediately becomes a mortal.
This incident caused a sensation among the entire Boundless Sect. All the Jiuyuan Supremes were dispatched, wandering outside the first continent, looking at the first continent, while shocking, there was also a kind of trembling from the bottom of my heart.
"Wrath of the sky!!" The old man instructor murmured, raised his head, looked at the sky, and looked at Luo Tian's starry sky. With his current cultivation base, he has already noticed that the reason why the First Continent is like this is because the entire starry sky seems There was strong malice in this place.
At the same time, too many monks who are good at prophecy began to deduction. This kind of deduction often has a strong backlash, but these people's backlash can get the answer they want with just a mouthful of blood.
"Curse!"
"Wrath of heaven!"
"There is something that makes the boundless anger appear on this first continent!"
"On the First Continent, a force is being born, and this force will be the enemy of the entire Luotian Starry Sky!"
"This force must be isolated, and all crises must be blocked, otherwise, this force born from the First Continent will subvert the entire Luotian starry sky!"
After more and more such predictions, the First Continent was completely sealed.
And on this First Continent, the monks who have lost their cultivation base, they shivered in despair under the falling snow, Yan'er laughed miserably here, but there was no way to change.
Little Bao didn't know the changes in his wife, but he could feel the approach of death. The world had changed, stranger, full of anger, and murderous.
As more and more people are dying, there are riots again and again. The more evil in human nature during disasters, the more nourishment exists for growth.
With the fall of the entire continent, with the falling of snowflakes, and with the decrease in temperature, more and more people became corpses, and some of them remained alone, looking for ways to escape and survive.
But more, they formed one force after another, living in the cave and barely survive.
The scarcity of food makes survival more difficult. Often a little bit of food allows countless women to do everything at all, and it can also make many people kill people with red eyes. Even in many places, stories of cannibalism have begun to circulate.
And beautiful women, in this age, are often sad, Xiaobao's wife, after losing all of her cultivation, took out a sharp blade, cut her face, and was ugly.
That night, Xiaobao held his wife and daughter, and the family cried silently with tears.