The purple kitten couldn't look at Ning Qingqiu's questioning method without common sense at this time.

It muttered and said, "Oh, don't talk about this question, as a slave, as a family, without the call of the One, it would be disrespectful for us to even mention Him casually, how can we let this person come forward to solve the danger for us when we encounter a crisis?"

Ning Qingqiu was stunned.

Feelings, this is the biggest unequal treaty.

Immortals are used to worship and revere, not to ask for help.

It seems that she thought about it before.

This is also in line with the laws and guidelines of the Cloud Desolate World.

The weak are dependent on the strong, and they will be killed and killed, and they can't help themselves.

The red octopus also said loudly: "Penglai is the abode of that one, our seven-colored clan has lived in the seven-colored grassland for generations to guard this gate, and the demon clan wants to step into Penglai, unless it steps over our corpse, there is no second possibility." ”

It's just that in the ordinary concept of the seven-color race, the so-called true gods are actually just a beautiful mythical story handed down from ancient times, they don't really know that there is such an existence in the world, but they worship silently in their hearts, if the truth is suddenly revealed, it may be a baptism of three views for many races, and if it is the collective collapse of the Dao heart, then it will be over, and this grassland will really not be able to be protected.

At that time, it will be shameless to face the ancestors who have gone to hell, and the red octopus will definitely not allow such a thing to happen.

Ning Qingqiu silently muttered a noun in his heart, the seven-colored family, it seems that the ability of the seven-colored race to hide people's eyes and ears is really like that, even the incognito name is only changed by one word, and it is drunk.

And it seems this way, it's not that they all have no way to know whether the existence of Penglai and the immortals is real, but they actually have a way to contact that one, although they don't know the difficulty and feasibility of the specific operation, but it is also possible, but it is because the instinct of the family reminds them that they can't cross the line, so at this time they just want to rely on themselves to survive.

Ning Qingqiu actually supports and approves of such an approach.

No race can always rely on others to survive, and even if it survives like that, it will not awaken, but just live a day at a time, and only the victory ushered in after experiencing blood and fire, war and gunsmoke, sacrifice and peace, will make a race understand what kind of price it needs to pay to stand in this world, and what kind of consciousness must be lived.

So she doesn't break it either.

Anyway, there is really no way to do it then, but there is still a hole card, and the dead horse will be regarded as a live horse doctor, depending on the situation, at that time, I probably can't take care of anything.

Lu Changsheng looked straight at the red octopus with glazed eyes and asked, "You mean, the seven-colored prairie is actually a door, linking the real world and Penglai itself, and you are the gatekeepers, right?"

The blue jellyfish said softly, "If you want to describe it like that, you are indeed right. ”

"More things, we don't advise, if the human race has a covetous heart for Penglai, then we advise you, don't hold such senseless delusions, because that one really exists, and the divine power is still shrouded, you don't have delusions, or are carried away by the so-called mystery of becoming an immortal, it will only be a disregard for Qingqing's life. ”

Ning Qingqiu thanked him, but he didn't think so.

Because she didn't plan to do anything big about killing gods and becoming immortals.

In addition to the rumors that there are true gods and true immortals in the world of Cloud Desolation, there is also a rumor that everyone knows but few people mention, that is, only one true god who is not in the five elements outside the Three Realms is allowed in the world, so if you want to become an immortal, you must kill the previous one, and then replace it, so that you can be regarded as truly sitting on the identity.

That's why there has always been only one eternal person in the world.

Ning Qingqiu didn't think about killing someone he didn't know because of this.

Whether it is a fairy or a ghost, to her, it should be no different from a human.

Because they all started from the monk's step.

Born sacred?

Inexistent.

She asked for a lot of details, and finally got a general understanding of the seven-colored race.

Each of their races has its own unique characteristics, advantages and disadvantages, as long as it is well combined, it is definitely possible to arrange a strong army, at least very comprehensive, and with sufficient resources, it is very good for them to fight a protracted war.

One thing is certain, this is Penglai, or half a foot into Penglai, this is an entrance.

Ning Qingqiu has a feeling of entering the labyrinth layer by layer or unpacking the box, one by one, since she entered the Western Desert, she went from the Sand Clan to the Sea of Sand Alder Flowers, and then from the Sea of Flowers into the Hanhai Ruins, and then entered Tianchu among the ruins, and after Tianchu found the order in the mortal territory and teleported to the Tang Dynasty, as a result, the Tang Dynasty rebelled, and they came from the Wuyue Alliance to the Seven Colored Grasslands and the Primeval Forest, a place outside the world, and finally found themselves in front of Penglai Gate, and they were just a foot away.

This journey is really a bit of ups and downs.

Ning Qingqiu stopped at the right time.

Because they knew that the Seven-Colored Lord would never tell her more information, because they were willing to tell them that this was Penglai, but they would definitely not go further and tell them how to enter Penglai.

Because they regarded that place as a holy place, they wouldn't even set foot on it, how could they open the gate of the forbidden area and let Ning Qingqiu and the other Terrans go?

The Terrans are the most insatiable creatures, and the temptation to become an immortal is too great, although I don't worry that the great existence will be damaged by a few small Terrans, but this is to disturb the tranquility of that one, and for the seven-colored lords, it is absolutely unbearable.

Ning Qingqiu felt that the true immortal was still a god or something, maybe he had a habit of cultivating, otherwise if he looked closely at the seven-colored race, he found that they were actually more or less cute, of course, there were really cute and cute things like kittens, there were ugly and cute things like Dudu, and there were enlarged versions of cute things like blue jellyfish, in general, the seven-colored family was like a collection of all the different races except humans.

At this moment, a deafening bell rang outside, echoing endlessly between heaven and earth, about seventy-seven and forty-nine.

Mingyuan suddenly got up and looked in the direction where the voice came from: "It's not good, it's a warning from the defensive formation of my first front!