"I wonder... with my Cloud Formation and Rainfall Divine Skills, can I disperse this cloud layer?"
...
On the other side.
"Brother Li, help me gather the clothes and quilts, the weather doesn't seem right!" Liuu Wanwan spoke.
"Alright!!" Jiang Li nodded cheerfully.
...
Dongling City.
Built leaning against Yishan Ling.
On a rocky hill.
A middle-aged man in a grey robe and a young monk in a white monk's robe sat cross-legged on the rocks playing chess.
"Master Jin Chan, how about changing the place for chess?" Zhao Yulong said.
"Why?" the young monk asked.
"The weather is changing, there might be wind and rain!" Zhao Yulong replied.
"Grandmaster Zhao, you're too attached!" The young monk smiled: "If there is no wind and rain in your heart, then naturally there is no wind and rain in the world."
Zhao Yulong heard and nodded thoughtfully.
"Grandmaster Zhao, just kidding!!" The young monk chuckled.
Zhao Yulong: "..."
At this moment.
