My Cultivation Has Deteriorated

“Yes, what you said is correct.”

Qiqin politely thanked an elder for his teaching. After the desire, she gave Qiqin a compliment of “student that can be taught”, and then went away gracefully.

The elder is not Saint Race, but Human Race.

The thinking is very pedantic, and the teaching to her is like “women should teach each other and their children” and “follow the three obediences and four virtues”.

For his teaching, Qiqin did not take seriously, nor did he argue with him.

The sentence “What you said is right” is Qiqin’s attitude.

If I read too much, Qi Qin Yu found out that this argument has no meaning.

As for anger, there is no more.

Feeling all this throughout, Meng Xia’s familiarity with Qiqin came up in an instant.

Because.

There is very little difference between this and the Qiqin killed by Meng Xia.

Especially in recent days, Meng Xia has rarely felt the ups and downs of Qiqin’s mood.

To be honest, this is a realm that Meng Xia doesn’t even understand.

Don’t talk about being inclusive of the world, but Qi Qin faces the Human Race and the pseudo-Saint Race, and her mood is basically the same.

As for killing, it still exists.

But Qiqin doesn’t kill, overeat, or abstain, and is basically in a state of letting the flow go.

It’s not that Qiqin’s state of mind is detached, nor is it that Qiqin can really be “unruly” and “innocent” with this state of mind.

But in this state of mind, Qiqin is very “free”.

Worries are not lingering in the heart, pure and at ease.

Compared with Qiqin’s own low desire, the parasitic worm in Qiqin’s mind is particularly active.

It is trembling all the time, and the misty white light that once exudes has a tendency to transform to pale red.

Obviously, this transformation of parasitic worms is brought about by the sublimation of Qiqin’s thought realm.

And this rhythm itself is also very magical.

Meng Xia can’t help but sigh when he observes this little bug all the year round, and sees the little bug’s metamorphosis again.

As a transmigrator, the notion that humans are the primates of everything is deeply ingrained.

Even in this world where all races coexist, this concept has not changed at all.

But this little parasitic worm taught Meng Xia a very vivid lesson.

Insect is small, but it can do what people can.

In some aspects, people really may not be able to defeat insect.

Meng Xia observes closely, occasionally following the rhythm of the insect.

Time passed.

Qiqin has always been in this state of living in her own world!

Ignore the world and don’t ask Heavenly Dao.

Although living in a busy city, it looks like a seclusion alone.

And the little worm in his mind is trembling all the time.

Until one day, the worm vomited a silk thread and formed a cocoon.

In an instant, Qi Qin suddenly felt that she was disconnected from the entire world, and there was only one person.

Qiqin suddenly felt a little panic!

Until this time, Qiqin knew that even if Saint Race members do not live together, they are actually always connected in essence.

This is like a net, connecting every member of the net.

This time, she seemed to be completely alone.

This is an unprecedented terrifying state, Meng Xia empathizes with it.

Surprise as the last human being!

I looked around and couldn’t find any one of the same kind.

Qiqin tried to adjust her mentality, but with little success.

Until now, Qiqin understood more deeply that the so-called ethnic group, even if you and her may be out of sync, have been drifting away.

They even think that they “don’t care” or “above the ethnic group”, but they can’t really exist without the ethnic group.

It’s like a fish cannot leave the sea, even if it can jump out of the sea for a short time, it will eventually fall back into the sea.

The fish wants to go ashore, unless it is no longer a fish!

Qiqin doesn’t know if this is a coincidence or a warning from the race.

But whatever it is, the true meaning of race… she understands it!

But.

The cocoon of the parasitic worm still exists, and Qiqin is still in a “disconnected” state for a long time.

One day.

While Qiqin was basking on the green grass, she accidentally saw a lonely ant.

There is nothing special about ants, they can be seen everywhere in the past.

But maybe I am alone today, and when I look at this ant, my mood is completely different.

Qiqin watched the ant looking for her clansman all the time, and her mood fluctuated with the ant’s ups and downs.

When I saw the little ant exhausted suffering untold hardships and finally found a companion, Qiqin’s soul was comforted and showed her beauty.

Is this her home?

Qiqin’s star eyes are extinguished.

Afterwards.

Qiqin’s eyes were completely attracted by this group of ants.

The ants are very busy. They form an orderly queue, constantly carrying food and ant eggs.

The formation is neat and orderly.

The only thing that makes Qiqin slightly frowned is that among this busy group of ants, there are a few little fellows who are very lazy.

It seems that no matter which race it is, there are so few black sheep.

What makes Qiqin slightly uncomfortable is that the little ant she has been paying attention to is also a lazy ant.

Qiqin can’t help substituting herself!

Is she lazy?

Qiqin recalled carefully, although she is reluctant to admit it, it seems that she is indeed a lazy ant.

Not only that, she also wanted to kill the parasitic worms in her mind.

So, she is not only lazy but also bad!

But.

Qiqin doesn’t think she is lazy and bad!

What made Qiqin didn’t expect was that the orderly ant kingdom suddenly encountered strong winds.

The food producing areas they are familiar with, and the terrain has changed greatly, which is no longer what they know.

The ant kingdom suddenly fell into chaos!

All the ants are at a loss not knowing what to do.

At a critical moment, a few lazy ants stood up.

Under their leadership, the ant kingdom that was chaotic just now becomes orderly again.

Looking at all of this, Qiqin, who was still confused just now, suddenly beams of light into beautiful eyes.

Qiqin admits that she is that stray lazy ant.

But she is definitely not bad!

What she did has the realization of self-worth, but self and race are not contradictory.

She is like the lazy ant out of the group, maybe a little far away, temporarily losing contact with the group, but as long as she persists, she can return to the group sooner or later.

And lead the group to find the way forward in confusion.

In Qiqin’s view, the current Saint Race is actually a bit off the road.

A race is not just the evolution of life.

There must be civilization, heroes, epics, fantasy…

What she is doing now is like the master of Human Race.

In the most prosperous era of Human Race, shout loudly, even if no one knows I understand me and slander me.

After the Master, Qiqin thought of the War King of War Clan.

War Clan, the skeleton outside is the best.

Defensive Warriors!

War King is the most powerful house of War Clan Bone Armor.

However, War King resolutely eliminated the words made by Bone Armor. At that time, War Clan was crying for it, and countless clansman couldn’t understand it.

The weakness of the War King battle strength even introduced countless clansman deaths.

Even War King himself is regarded as rebellious by War Clan.

But the bone books and bone inscriptions left by War King laid the foundation for the brilliance and brilliance of War Clan’s future generations.

She’s right!

Even if she was kicked out of her clan, she was still right.

bang!

When Qiqin confirmed her Dao Heart, the parasitic worm in her mind broke out of its cocoon and turned into a small ant.

The ant has wings, and there are very mysterious patterns on the wings. These patterns are colorful and gorgeous.

The wings spread out, just like an…eye!

The little ant flies high, flying higher and higher.

Later, the scenery Qiqin saw became more and more dreamy.

Even Meng Xia was particularly shocked.

Even the eyes hidden in the depth of one’s soul emerged. Although they haven’t opened yet, Meng Xia has also seen too much.

Sky Dome.

The scorching sun is high.

But the rays of light of the sun has lost its dazzling brilliance.

As you can see, it is a starry sky.

In the depths of the starry sky, mysterious and dense, you can see countless bright stars.

Far or near, each one is so dreamy!

These stars are mysterious, but Meng Xia recognizes one of them.

That is the way of the Master!

The moment Meng Xia recognized the Master’s way, the stars suddenly became blazing with rays of light, as if they suddenly became countless.

On this star, Meng Xia was in a trance, as if she saw the Master screaming loudly, and saw the Master accept the Monster Race where the world is walking in a transformative way.

I even saw the Master’s testimony, and countless Order Chains that looked like waterfalls descended from the sky.

It’s so dreamy!

What Qiqin saw is slightly different from Meng Xia!

Or because of the pseudo-Saint Race and the gene of the Thuan Wan clan, Qiqin’s starry sky is the starry sky.

It’s gorgeous and beautiful to the extreme!

Qiqin saw the humanity, saw the War Clan bone tract, saw the Spirit Race immortal road, saw the wolf race swallowing the moon road, saw the Fox Race charm road, saw the Yaling patriarch wings Freedom to fly to the stars…

Qiqin looks at the stars into madness, and desires to the extreme in her heart.

Is this the ten thousand star sky of ten thousand races?

So beautiful!

When will Saint Race have its own stars lift off? !

Qiqin is yearning for her, and her feelings are strong to the extreme.

The feeling has come, the time has come, and the experience has come, and Qiqin’s inspiration is flooding.

Follow your thoughts and feel, and start playing.

In this brief moment, Qiqin suddenly turned into a little flying ant and flew to the starry sky persistently.

The starry sky is vast and the flying ants are small. It seems that this wish will never be realized.

But the mind is infinitely high. Even if it is just a small flying ant, it is also qualified to look up at the starry sky and embrace the starry sky boldly.

Along with Qiqin’s playing, countless strings and lines appeared on the vast land.

These strings, these lines, continue to extend straight to the infinity of the sky.

In this brief moment, Meng Xia feels that the soul has become extremely faint, as if it has become infinite.

Meng Xia is no stranger to this feeling.

Because, when Little Hui picked up a mountain, Meng Xia’s consciousness followed Little Hui throughout Monkey Mountain.

And now, with Qiqin’s starry sky song, Meng Xia’s Divine Soul has once again become infinitely high, as if embracing the entire endless starry sky.

Meng Xia was surprised. Didn’t expect Qiqin’s starry sky song to achieve this effect.

It’s no wonder that the Imperial College of Supreme Learning offered wine, appraising Qiqin or entering the Taoist way!

Because.

Qiqin’s starry sky song is really looking up at the starry sky and embracing the Avenue of Ten Thousand Races.

It’s amazing!

If Qiqin continues to walk down this road, she may really become holy.

The big string is noisy like rain, and the small string is like a whisper.

Along with a starry sky, the entire Heaven and Earth seems to be washed.

Qiqin creates the starry sky and embraces the world. Although it has only taken the 1st step, the benefits gained are unimaginable.

First of all, Qiqin’s skeleton has been strengthened and transformed.

That is the baptism of War Clan.

Secondly, Qiqin’s spirit has been sublimated again, and the spirit is almost full of substance.

This is the baptism of Spirit Race immortality.

Finally, Qiqin’s inspiration became more acute, as if she wanted to wake up in her deep sleep.

This is a gift from Master Avenue!

In short, a song of stars has evolved Qiqin in all directions.

Moreover, it is a gift from the ten thousand races.

What is the unity of all races?

The answer may be this starry sky!

Qiqin fell into unprecedented excitement.

Taking advantage of the rest, I wrote the starry sky music score in small letters with hairpins.

Thinking of the ten thousand zhang that I saw on that day, Qiqin’s lofty sentiment, I wrote a rhetoric on the title page of the score.

“Saint Race despised Human Race, degraded War Clan, or Spirit Race, but the Master of Human Race watched the sky to awaken the people, War Clan War King removed the Bone Armor to make characters, and Spirit Race transformed the ancient tree into a spiritual emperor. With all spirits…How can my Saint Race be better than the ten thousand races?”

“Qin wished to look up at the stars, to temper the hostility of Saint Race, and to cultivate the grandeur of Saint Race. “

Seeing this rhetoric, Qiqin, who has very little mood swings, is rarely a little shy.

This ambition is too great!

But.

Qiqin still wrote it down!

Just when Qiqin was in high spirits, the messenger of the pseudo Saint Race descended.

Along with the messenger, there is also the little War King.

Meng Xia recognized that the so-called little War King was the little boy who parasitized War Clan who participated in the holy sacrifice with Qiqin.

Now, he has grown up!

The young War King innate talent is excellent, and his bloodline has been recognized by the brood as the highest bloodline.

At the same time as Qiqin and Little War King, the bloodline is excellent. According to the mission, Qiqin will combine with Little War King to cultivate the best descendants for Saint Race.

Qiqin like falling in a ice hole.

She was still looking up at the stars just now, but now she is dragged into the quagmire by clansman.

Qiqin resisted.

Then she was suppressed.

ka-cha!

Along with the sound of broken glass, Great Dream Space shattered instantly and turned into pieces.

In a trance, Meng Xia saw Qiqin and the little War King appear in the same cocoon.