Whale Fall (3)

Li Qingshan's primordial spirit intelligence was extremely profound. After looking around, he didn't find the slightest trace.

Therefore, this could only be regarded as a strange story.

"Perhaps someone in this world has been wronged." Li Qingshan suddenly thought of an ancient proverb.

However, this had nothing to do with him. Looking at the heavy snow falling between heaven and earth, looking at the vast expanse of whiteness in the distant mountains, looking at the rolling white clouds in the sea of clouds, revealing a cold aura, Li Qingshan suddenly felt interested.

After spending a long time in seclusion, Li Qingshan hadn't seen natural snowfall in a long time.

This time, he had coincidentally encountered it, so he wasn't in a hurry to comprehend the Great Paths.

He chose a calm life.

On this day, he woke up early to wait for the flowers and planted a few wildflowers beside the small courtyard.