In the living room, there was still singing and dancing.
High-level cultivators from various sects are becoming more and more "high" with the joyful atmosphere deliberately created by Linglong Immortal Palace. Some guys who don't pay much attention to their image have treated the maids who pour wine and serve dishes very tastelessly. They took action, but no one cared.
Those who drink drink, those who make merry make merry.
This grand event in Linglong Immortal Palace also made them all very happy.
and.
After knowing that I was going to go on an exciting secret adventure, I didn't know how dangerous it would be.
Their true nature of carpe diem becomes more and more evident.
Qi Ying had already calmed down and found a place to sit down. He didn't like such a lively scene, not that he disliked it, but instinctively preferred the loneliness.
He had seen such a scene in the army. The sergeant who endured loneliness every day finally returned to Guancheng. He must have gone to Baihua Tower to have a good time and vent all the negative emotions accumulated in his heart.
But Qi Ying was different from then on.
He would rather sit on the eaves of Baihua Tower, with the moon above his head, looking far south, at the end of the snowy desert, his eyes seeming to penetrate thousands of miles and reach the royal capital.
People are social animals, but Qi Ying understands that a carnival is just a group of people who have nowhere to vent their loneliness. They finally have a chance to be released. Compared with the loss after the carnival, it is better to be stuck in one person's loneliness all the time.
I have experienced it a long time ago. I have experienced ups and downs in my life, I have seen prosperity, and I have also observed silence.
In Qi Ying's view, those cultivators who shouted wildly, hugged the Linglong Immortal Palace disciple next to them and performed a "dance" were particularly ridiculous. Although they had the cultivation of a quasi-emperor, they were still mentally retarded.
In particular, Qi Ying knew that no matter how happy these people were at the moment, they would eventually become a stepping stone for Yu Linglong's cultivation, so he felt even more pitiable for them.
"If you continue to be arrogant, you will eventually come to an end tomorrow."
Qi Ying shook his head, no longer looking at the ugly expressions of those people, but poured himself a glass of wine.
However, before his wine was poured into the copper cup in front of him, a stream of clear water poured into it.
Looking up along the clear stream, Qi Ying saw bright wrists, frosty snow, red shirt and green sleeves, and a very delicate face with typical features of a yellow beauty—but it was Bai Jingxue, the elder of the Shenmu Sect.
Qi Ying frowned. The place where he sat was some distance away from the front row, not next to her.
However, when his mind swept away, he discovered that another member of the Shenmu Sect, the leader of the Shenmu Sect, Bai Yibi, was next to Liu Dunru, pouring wine for Liu Dunru.
I understood immediately.
He knew clearly in his heart that while the grown men were having fun, only two women, Bai Yibi and Bai Jingxue, noticed Liu Dunru and Qi Ying coming quietly.
What woman would not pay attention to the person with the highest status and power among a group of people
It's just that Qi Ying didn't expect that these two people, who are the heads and elders of the same sect, and the official status of the Shenmu Sect is on the same level as that of the Linglong Immortal Palace, would actually take such an ambiguous way to get close to themselves and Liu Dunru. .
Is the status of a quasi-holy son really so popular
This is because Qi Ying himself has not experienced much about how others will look at him as a quasi-holy son, and is not used to being treated like this.
After the canonization ceremony, half of the people in the Devouring God Realm recognized him.
The idle Sanctuary disciples didn't even dare to raise their heads when they saw him.
If we come to the forces affiliated with the Holy Domain outside the Holy Domain...
Put it this way.
Let the leader of a certain sect dedicate his wife and daughter to a quasi-holy son in exchange for a favor from the quasi-holy son.
If this sect leader had a slightly inferior character, he would definitely agree.
"Qi just wants to have a drink by himself, but he bothers Fairy Jingxue to come."
Qi Ying shook his head and said.
When Bai Jingxue laughed, her eyes narrowed like crescent moons: "Then, brother Qi, why are you pouring yourself a drink? Could it be that you have something on your mind?"
"Oh? Why do you see it?"
Qi Ying narrowed his eyes and said.
"Who hasn't been through childhood?" Bai Jingxue sighed softly, then said, "When we were young, everyone was ignorant. You can tell your sister what you are worried about, maybe... "
"Maybe what?"
"Maybe we can have a story."
Bai Jingxue smiled like a flower, but Qi Ying felt horrified and almost stood up.
What a naked hint is this? Still in front of so many people, the two of them talked loudly, and anyone who paid a little attention could hear it.
Qi Ying simply doesn't understand where the lower limit of these people is.
In his mind, those who are strong in the virtual realm must have experienced many mental tribulations!
Every strong person in the virtual realm should have his own self-esteem.
But Bai Jingxue, and the people around her, no longer behaved like high-level practitioners, but instead looked like the brothel brothels and prostitutes in the common world!
Qi Ying's imagination of cultivators in the main world was directly shattered.
The original sympathy in Qi Ying's heart for these people also disappeared.
At this moment.
Qi Ying still remembered what the mysterious Wuhen Emperor who was traveling with him once said when he went to the Endless Galaxy: "You have lived in the Holy Domain since you were young, and you have never seen the dirty outside. This world is very big. It's cruel. How can there be fewer talented practitioners among the countless practitioners? However, the more you practice to the end, the more your heart will be tested. Those practitioners who come from small forces are not completely defeated by you in terms of resources and other aspects. , what kills them most is that they gradually lose themselves in practice. The longer they stay in one realm, the higher their cultivation level accumulates, but their state of mind regresses. The most important thing in practice is to cultivate the mind. Once the heart collapses, there will be almost nothing. It’s possible to make an inch of progress.”
I also remembered that Master Demi-Gods once said that Holy Emperors and Demi-gods are also mortal. After practicing for a long time, when they see no hope of being promoted to gods, their minds will collapse and their whole person will fall into madness. After the collapse, it will completely turn into nothingness in madness - God wants you to perish, and first makes you crazy.
The heart of a demigod is broken, and the heart of a god is broken.
These people are not qualified to have their minds broken, but one by one they have become lunatics who have lost their original hearts.
Being able to become cultivators in the virtual realm and become strong men in the virtual realm with less than outstanding resources, at least shows that they are also lofty young men who once had amazing talents, dominated the field, and wanted to reach the sky to embrace the bright moon.
However, the world has changed, and everyone has fallen to this point. They no longer know the purpose of their practice!
"No matter when, I can never become a lunatic like them!"
Qi Ying bit her lip, warning herself to remember the ugliness of these people, and never end up like this.