"It's the Feather Clan who has arrived!"

Feng Qingli sat in the chariot, her eyes full of indifference.

It's okay, she started to watch.

Anyway, the Yu clan has long regarded her as a little princess in the clan, and she can stand it.

Some people wondered.

"Who's in the car?"

"It's the young patriarch of the Feather Clan, right? Otherwise, who still has such a big battle, let the Yuanying Demon Cultivator open the way for him. ”

"But I heard that the patriarch of the Yu clan has just ascended to the throne, and he is in the prime of life, where is the young patriarch?"

"Then I don't know, maybe it's a high status......"

……

Most of these discussions are sound transmission, and Feng Qingli can't hear it, and what he can hear won't be deliberately listened to.

Facing the human race again, Feng Qingli did not have any feelings of being closer to home, and everything was like a world away.

She is the most comfortable to let go of what she doesn't care about.

Feng Qingli and Chu Li don't look like each other at all, and there are indifferent and indifferent people everywhere.

As long as she doesn't die and uses the internal techniques of the Tianze Sect, she will have nothing.

No one will know her, and no one will remember her.

Chu Li has long since disappeared.

"It's a beauty."

"Mid-foundation?"

"Shh......h

Sensing Feng Changkong's cold gaze, those who were not as good as him hurriedly closed their mouths and didn't even make a sound.

"Everyone, be well."

Feng Changkong pulled Feng Qingli and brought her to the middle of the group of Yuanying True Monarchs.

"This is the holy daughter of my clan, Feng Qingli. In this conference, we led the people to come by invitation. ”

Feng Qingli bowed to the Yuanying Zhenjun with interest, no matter what they thought in their hearts, they all smiled kindly at Feng Qingli, boasting of the "young talent" and other beautiful words.

After meeting, Feng Qingli consciously withdrew from the circle of friends of the Yuanying monk, Bai Che wanted to run, but Bai Lingxi grabbed the fox's tail, and under the double pressure of Feng Changkong and Bai Lingxi, he volunteered to be a flower messenger to protect Feng Qingli.

When they met again, both of them were awkward.

Feng Qingli felt that he was using him a little miserably, although he didn't have any regrets, but he always felt weird when he saw him again.

Not to mention Bai Che, the whole demon reveals a clear stupidity, and he still feels sorry for Feng Qingli, and feels that he has brought the child badly.

People say that fox spirits are fox spirits, which means that most of the fox demon race is shrewd.

As a result, Feng Qingli ran into several fox demons one after another, and they all felt quite stupid.

Bai Lingxi is smarter.

"Long time no see, Bai Che ......"

"Huh? It's Xiao Qingli. Bai Che pretended to have just discovered Feng Qingli, and blocked the word "brother" before Feng Qingli exited, "I haven't been to this place, so I can't take you around." Otherwise, I'll find a few little foxes of your age to join you, and I think you'll like it haha......"

Feng Qingli: "......"

Why did they start calling her Xiao Qingli.

But it's just Bai Che's appearance...... It seems that she is scared a lot.

Please, but any normal person, after finding out that the bride who is going to marry is still a little doll that feeds, it is not bad not to be scared of myocardial infarction, okay.

Although Feng Qingli doesn't eat milk, Bai Che didn't get married with her.

Feng Qingli helplessly held her forehead: "No need, I'll just go shopping by myself." It's just that Sister Lingxi and Changkong don't worry about me asking you to take care of me, if you want to leave, leave me a message to pass the note. ”

Bai Che was relieved, plucked a handful of hair from his already pitted tail and handed it to Feng Qingli's hand.

"If something happens, just burn this, and I'll rush over as fast as I can."

This is...... Transsonic hair?

Feng Qingli calmly received the handful of hair into the Nawu bead around her neck, and then waved her hand to Bai Che: "You go." ”

"Whoosh-"

I only felt a gust of wind blowing, Feng Qingli stabilized her vision again, and Bai Che had already run away.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to be treated as a flood beast.

Feng Qingli felt funny, and walked around this Qiankun platform alone.

Qiankun Terrace was originally the Immortal Palace, and how big the Immortal Palace is, how big the Qiankun Terrace is.

After many years, I came here again, the imperial family of the imperial state did not exist, and the old people were not there, this is the turn of the years, the vicissitudes of life.

Twenty years is really nothing for a monk.

But it is possible to gradually erase the traces of a person's existence one by one.

Feng Qingli is not a sad person, she just feels emotional.

There is no big difference between a human being and a demon or a demon, and it is each race that secretly draws the boundaries internally and finalizes good and evil.

Among the evil cultivators who have devoted themselves to the overseas demon sect, there has never been a shortage of demonic monks and demon cultivators who have fallen into the demon realm, but the most are still those who practice evil law.

But the world never talks about human evil, only about demons and demons.

Now that he has become a demon clan, Feng Qingli understands that the so-called good and evil are just defined in everyone's heart, seeking common ground and rejecting differences.

There is no real evil, and there is no real good.

Those evil cultivators have done a lot of evil, but in their hearts, they really feel that they are wrong?

People are in different positions and see different landscapes.

In the same way, everything is in different camps, and there are differences in views on certain things.

This is the indistinguishability between right and wrong, good and evil.

When she climbed the long steps in the Thousand Machines Pavilion, Yuanji Zhenjun asked her once.

At that time, she was young and ignorant, and she only thought that evil cultivation was evil, and later she was asked by Yuanji Zhenjun and confused her mind.

Now it seems that she will never distinguish between good and evil again.

The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other.

The so-called different paths to the same end are also because of the same purpose, there will be the possibility of the same end.

She opened the way to heaven so that she could soar; She killed the evil cultivators to avenge the relatives and friends who died tragically in the hands of the evil cultivators.

It's not because she wants to be a great benevolent person to save the world, nor because she wants to get rid of demons and defend the immortal way.

Road......

Now, what is my word?

Feng Qingli's heart was a little dazed, but it seemed that something was dark and clear.

Woe and blessing depend; Blessings and misfortunes lurk. Who knows the extreme? Is there no good or evil? It is strange to be reinstated, and good is to be a demon. The mystery of people is long-lasting. It is a saint who is not cut, honest but not slashed, straight but not wanton, and glorious but not shining.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, yin and yang are blended, death and life are accompanied by each other, and the same is true of good and evil.

Suddenly, there was a clear clarity in my mind.

This realization was not an epiphany, but a result of years of accumulation.

Feng Qingli came back to his senses, and when he saw that there was no one around, he walked a few steps to find a thousand machine pavilion monks and asked him to take him to rest temporarily.

In the twilight, I don't know if it's because there was a massacre here, and at night, Feng Qingli always feels that this place is extremely resentful.

It stands to reason that there should be such a suppression by Qiankuntai, but those Yuanying Zhenjun did not react to this at all, and they should feel that this situation is very normal.

Grievances......

Where else can it be the resentment, the royal monk who died here back then.

(End of chapter)