Su Hongyi's words were only taken as a joke by her.

After all, such a thing as opening a sect may be a dream for the Yunhuang Cultivator, but for Ning Qingqiu, she likes to be at ease alone, what kind of burden does she really want her to pick up, bear the expectations and future of so many people, it is really not the life she is used to.

After all, if you're alone, you can do what you want, at most, Seven Nights will take care of her, and he will only control the things that have an interest in her, and other aspects are quite conniving.

It can even be said that Ning Qingqiu did not become lawless under his stocking, and he did not grow crooked, so he really had a good character......

Su Hongyi saw that she was like a deaf ear, so she shook her head and didn't continue.

He looked like it was a joke, but it was also sincere, Ning Qingqiu's sword path was indeed meritorious, it was very exquisite, and it was a swordsmanship that pointed directly at the Great Dao, if he could teach the disciples of the sect to bloom all over the place, wouldn't it be for the human race to cultivate more elites who fought against the demon race?

Although Su Hongyi is not the kind of person who worries about the world first and enjoys the joy of the world after the world, he can do it with just a touch of his mouth, and he will not hesitate to say a few words. Mingyuan said with a smile: "Don't look at what you say now, when the war between the human and demon races begins, the entire cloud wilderness will fall into a battle with the abyss, and at that time, it will not be up to us to choose, maybe we will be pushed forward step by step by the general trend." ”

When the time comes, maybe Ning Qingqiu will really become the master of a sect.

When I think about it this way, I think the future is worth looking forward to.

Mingyuan had a smile in his eyes, even if it was against the bloody battlefield, it could not be destroyed He saw that the blood was in full bloom, and the dawn followed the night.

After all, victory belongs to the human race, and the light is always carried by the clouds.

Ning Qingqiu was still unhappy because of the problem of refining the Heart Sword.

Since arriving in the Cloud Desolation World, the Heart Refining Sword has been the thing that has accompanied her the longest, not only a sword, but also her partner, her spiritual sustenance, and all her dreams and hopes.

Its significance is very important to her, and it is almost irreplaceable.

The Qiushui Divine Sword that she dreamed of finding at the beginning was not the thing and key that she used to seal the passage of the two realms without hesitation, and what she had in mind was still not as good as what she actually had in her hand.

The Heart Refining Sword was damaged, and it was simply a stab in her heart.

Originally, Ning Qingqiu's perception of the demon race was actually very neutral, for her, she had not experienced the blood feud with the demon race, they were just evil creatures that existed in legends and on paper, but they were born against the human race, in fact, there was no conflict with Ning Qingqiu at all.

Now it's different.

Because of the Heart Refining Sword, she has already set up a killing order against Wusu and Pandove.

Even if it was a divine weapon like the Stone Hammer, she didn't think about snatching it over, but wanted to avenge the Heart Refining Sword.

Mingyuan and Su Hongyi, as well as the seven-colored creatures, naturally shared her hatred.

"You are now a saint-level person of the seven-colored family clan, no matter how you look at it, you are qualified to go to Penglai for a while, if you really see the true god at that time, it can be regarded as creating a new record for the Yunhuang human race, after all, in history, there is really no legend that any monk has really seen the illusion and seemingly omnipresent existence. ”

Ning Qingqiu rolled his eyes, laughed twice, and was noncommittal: " This is whimsical, you don't look at it, except for a few seven-colored lords in the seven-colored clan who still have a little understanding of their origins, they still seem to remember the mission and glory of the seven-colored grassland and the seven-colored clan, and other ordinary seven-colored creatures have basically completely forgotten the big boss behind the scenes, after all, the distance between the two is too far, from birth to death, there may be no contact at all, a long time, can destroy everything, including faith. ”

So, how could they still find their way to Penglai?

Or the seven-colored grassland belongs to Penglai, but there is no hidden basement in the house, which feels similar to the situation of the seven-colored creatures now.

Ning Qingqiu didn't have much hope for the seven-colored creatures, the most important thing was that the seven-colored lords knew a little more about the portal, so they could let her really go to Penglai, but they wouldn't give her this opportunity, just looking at the fact that they would rather die in battle than disturb the peace of the gods, it was to know that although the seven-colored creatures were a little lazy and weak, their leaders were still pious.

Although I don't know what I believe in......

The red octopus moved to Lu Changsheng's side.

He stood in front of the high platform of the attic, his clothes were in the wind, his eyebrows were deep, and he looked very serious.

It asked, "Are you worried about the front?"

Lu Changsheng sighed, a rare depression: "The demonic qi is tumbling like a wave, this heavenly machine is too platinum star, extremely fierce, this level, it's not easy." ”

The key is that Ning Qingqiu's state seems to be a little wrong, and her corresponding life star is slightly gloomy and gloomy, but she is not injured, but she doesn't know why she is so silent.

He didn't know that this was because the Heart Refining Sword and Ning Qingqiu were almost one mind, so the damage of the Heart Refining Sword had no substance on Ning Qingqiu's impact, but it was real.

Batches of pills were transported out of the pill warehouse, and they were all made by Lu Changsheng who had not slept for a moment in the past few days.

Although it is an assembly line work, the inventory of the seven-colored creatures is very luxurious, the resources are very good, the elixir and the herbs are very sufficient, and it can almost give full play to the effect of ordinary medicine one hundred and twenty percent, Lu Changsheng is also a leader among the alchemists, and the unique nine-turn secret method of refining the elixir can push the medicinal effect to the peak, so I don't know how many wounded soldiers in the seven-colored creatures are healed by his elixir, and they are pulled back from the crisis on the line of life and death.

It can be said that without Ning Qingqiu and them, maybe the battle line of the seven-colored creatures would have collapsed a long time ago, and the demons might have entered the hinterland, but if there was no Lu Changsheng, maybe the death toll of the seven-colored creatures would have doubled.

The red octopus was very grateful to him: "You are all true friends of the Seven-Colored Clan, you can rest assured, when it comes to the Demon Race, intelligent beings are natural allies, and our Seven-Colored Grassland will definitely not be stingy to invest enough resources and equipment for the Terran." ”