"It's just a pity to put it like this. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 As a former disciple of the Organ Gate, Lady Qiu Yan was not embarrassed to speak at this time.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm not guilty." The Elder of the Gate suddenly sighed.

The organ door has been inherited for a long time, there are many ancient secret techniques, coveted by outsiders, it has been troubled for many years, and the development of the organ door is very difficult at this time, plus such a case, the pressure is much greater. Therefore, the organ gate is not very willing to tell others the news of the Liuxia loom in a big way at present, even if they invite Mrs. Qiu Yan and the people of the Wuyin faction, it is because they are already close to the organ gate, and they are insiders. Chu Xiqing thinks that the sect is small, there are many things to consider, one step depends on three steps, if one step falls, the whole game will be lost. It's just that the situation of the door has come to this point, and a treasure that has been inherited doesn't dare to show it.

"Knowing that it was already difficult inside the door, I didn't expect it to come to this point." After Mrs. Qiu Yan finished speaking, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.

The decline of the organ door is related to the times, and the glorious era is quietly passing, and the ancient secret techniques have disappeared one by one because of the changes. Even if it is an immortal cultivator, he can't keep everything he once had, and no one can do it. Mortals are a humble existence for immortal cultivators, and immortal cultivators are not small existences for a long time. Chu Xiqing was a little confused at this moment, and she questioned the meaning of her cultivation and the value of rebirth for the first time.

"It's not that bad, the elders will discuss this matter of "Wanxin came out to play a round". ”

The last joy was like a celebration ceremony hastily ended, Chu Xiqing could see that everyone had their own hearts, Mrs. Qiu Yan, as the head lady of the Wuyin faction, still had deep feelings for her sect, in most of her memories, the door was going downhill, she remembered that when she was a child, she also read the records of the sect's heyday, it was difficult for her to imagine how the sect had declined to its current state, maybe it was the changes in the environment slowly encroaching, maybe it was a storm that came suddenly. Just like the Duobao Pavilion, the ancient behemoth, because of a long period of ice and snow, lost the place of inheritance, and wandered outside to continue its past. She even thought of the Fog Hidden Sect, as a new sect, carefully trying to survive in the cracks, Mrs. Qiu Yan is not the first time to sigh, and it will not be the last, she has seen a lot and heard a lot, these are just momentary sighs for her.

And for Chu Xiqing, today's encounter made her immersed in that hopeless mood for a long time, she thought to herself that she was not a sentimental person, she had heard about the demise of many sects, but as a close sect, although she knew that the entire sect was declining, but it was not as deep as today's feelings, in fact, she still had a trace of doubts, and had a strange illusion, everything that was reborn was just a dream created by the memory herself, maybe she suddenly woke up and found that she was still on the battlefield in her previous life. All this shook Chu Xiqing's previous efforts, and she looked at a round of ice trays at night, silent as a stone, until the next day, when the light hit the window lattice. Chu Xiqing realized that she didn't have the right to question all this, whether all this was true or not, whether what she was doing was really meaningful, if she didn't do anything, she wouldn't get anything.

She began to sit down, forcing herself to cultivate, hoping that she would return to reality from her fulfilling cultivation, but she failed, and the night's cranky thinking made her very tired, and she began to think that she would continue to think about the east and west, but soon she fell asleep.

She hadn't slept for a long time, but this time it was unusually calm and sweet, she saw the peach blossoms and the master in her dream, she remembered that this was the back mountain that she often pestered the master to play in her previous life, and Runxin always looked at her with doting eyes. Both before and now, Master is the most important person to her, and every time she shakes, she thinks of Master, and then she has the backbone. But not this time, her mood is still not calm, and the moist heart in the dream just makes her flustered. Because she hid the most important thing, why was she reborn. Chu Xiqing felt that her breath was choked in her dream, and the concealment of her rebirth was like a huge machete hanging above her head, replacing the pressure brought to her by the sect's crisis, because she doubted the truth of all this for the first time. She seems to see the world in a mirror, just a realistic imitation of reality.

For the next few months, she was in a state of confusion, and it wasn't until Master told her that she had finally decided to publicize the Liuxia Loom.

The Liuxia loom was placed in a huge palace, only a few sects were informed of its existence, and there was not much entanglement in the door, always thinking that the threat of not finding the door was a drag on the sect, and it was impossible to give up all opportunities for development because of possible dangers. The sigh of the previous head was more of a helplessness and compromise on the recent situation of the organ, and no one wanted to let the peak only be remembered.

Chu Xiqing was not invited to see the Liuxia loom start again, she heard that under the background of the sunset, the Liuxia loom started slowly, as if the Caixia was cut into a magnificent dress, and the Wanxin elders of the organ gate wore that colorful dress like the predecessors of the organ gate who came from time to time, and everything in the machine gate was magical to the world, they could turn ordinary stones into beasts that were good at attacking. The people who came to the ceremony were stunned, and then they were happy, because they realized that they were welcome to rent a loom and that they could have a garment like a rainbow weave.

Not long after, Chu Xiqing saw the clothes woven by the Liuxia loom, and on Mrs. Qiuyan's birthday, she appeared in front of everyone's eyes wearing the clothes woven by Caixia, and everyone else looked at them with envy, Chu Xiqing only felt a burst of truth, and felt the truth from a dress that looked unbelievable and had never been seen before.

Because the dress was woven by the loom she found, if it wasn't for her and Hua Ting's adventures, the mural wouldn't have been found, if she hadn't copied it, there would have been no clues, all with her participation, which made everything real.

Chu Xiqing wanted to laugh at herself, her uncertainty and confusion almost became a demon again, which also made her realize that the rebirth had caused her trouble, she had always thought that this was an opportunity, but she didn't expect that she was almost not determined. In fact, even earlier, she had begun to wonder if what she thought was an inherent Dao heart had deviated, whether the immortal cultivator's pursuit of higher and stronger had gone into a misunderstanding, and now she was even more sure that it was wrong. The owner of the free dwelling vaguely hinted that the teachings of the real people also had negative thoughts in this regard. But is it really negative? For the first time, Chu Xiqing felt that no matter how strong an individual's strength was, it would be inferior, and it was not right to blindly pursue a high level. Maybe she is still struggling in the Qi refining period like in her previous life, but what about those immortal cultivators who can't form a pill after building a foundation, and can't advance to a primordial infant after forming a pill?