Asked The Red Dust

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Qin Yi began to focus on the creation of painting world.

In fact, compared with the interest of these women in the family, Qin Yi himself was not very interested in the creation itself.

The main thing is that he wants to get a ghost spirit from here to help Meng Qingying.

Considering the way from the painting world is just one of them.

There is also a way out of the book, Liu Su Yaoguang scans Wanjie to find an abandoned ghost way.

Take a multi-pronged approach and fully work on the Nether Strategies.

It’s just that no matter which way you go, you don’t need to study it overnight.

Fortunately, after stealing for ten years, there is plenty of time.

Perhaps it was only after years of progress that it could barely make progress, but then Meng Qingying passed the middle of the night in the netherworld, and things were completely within time.

Everyone thinks that Qin Yi does not need to be too anxious. The more anxious the practice, the more likely it will hinder.

Xiyue Juyunxi even felt that the emergence of Qin Yi had subverted Kulai’s cognition.

Prior to this, who did not practice on the basis of thousands of years? But how long has it been since Qin Yi started practicing? Shengsheng turned a very slow-paced thing into a day-to-day competition.

The old Dao, who set up a hundred-year Huiyang appointment, lost all his underwear.

Only when he is the spirit of the door can people be accepted.

But the most infringing thing is that Qin Yi’s own temperament is a kind of slow-moving, quiet and quiet, sitting there, picking up a pen to write things, and not moving for a few days.

This contrast always makes everyone feel very inconsistent, a feeling that “it shouldn’t be like this” is often pervasive. It can only be said that this is the time. If it is not the pressure of outsiders all the time, Qin Yi may do all kinds of permutations and combinations all day long, and live a night of singing.

It’s okay now, much better than the last ten years, and I don’t have double training every day. Everyone spends more time studying the path than practicing, but it’s closer to normal life.

But even so, in the course of studying the way, spiritual practice naturally grows. Especially under the ration of rich spiritual energy and terrifying resources in the heavenly realm, the door of the wonderful is in front of you. This kind of practice is described by a thousand miles, and it is no exaggeration.

About two years later, Qin Yi broke through the middle period of Taiqing.

In three years, Liu Su Yaoguang set foot on the ninth floor of Taiqing, and began to peep into the final.

In five years, all the staff except Qingcha were Taiqing. Qin Yi broke through the late Qing Dynasty, and Liu Su Yaoguang was consummated.

Along with Ju Yunxiu’s Taiqing, slowly in the painting world, the three realms are divided, and the heavenly orbits are officially in operation.

“Uncle Master, do you think that the world in this painting seems to be doing a lot… Look at you, is that mountain our Wan Dao Xian Gong.”

Qingcha looked at the picture while looking around her neck, trying to find a familiar tea tree from “Wan Dao Xian Gong”, especially if there was a familiar tea leaf.

Qin Yi wrote the exercises beside him and smiled: “It was originally drawn on the basis of the Dagan Mountains and Rivers.”

“But it’s not a complete job.” Qingcha said: “There is only a large piece, but it looks like before the Divine State and the Great Waste…Honghuang?”

Ju Yunxiu said: “Because we didn’t draw many continents originally.”

Qingcha chin: “Master, this painting has no name yet, did you give it a name?”

Ju Yunxiu said with a smile: “You want to name the mainland, good heart.”

“No, just fun.”

Qin Yi teased her: “That’s called Luoluo mainland.”

Qingcha understands as soon as you hear it: “I’m not your loli master, I’m over two hundred!”

“Haha…hahaha…” Qin Yiqin smiled, don’t cross his head: “It’s not a flood, or it’s just red dust.”

Ju Yunxiu and him looked at each other and smiled.

Qin Yi asked Ju Yunxiu: “It seems that the scroll still needs a certain amount of time to evolve… what happened to the ghost town of the modern novel?”

Ju Yunxiu said with a smile: “It’s a lot of progress, and the entire westward journey is not good, but a single prefecture has been formed. Especially, we don’t need souls, we only need the meaning of the netherworld. It is much simpler to have that kind of spirituality and attributes. Minghe helped a lot, and it’s almost OK now.”

Qin Yixi said: “Then I will talk to Qingying about the good news.”

“The group chat has been in contact, but the shadow has shielded us.”

“Uh, why?” Qin Yi focused on spiritual practice, but rarely went to group chat.

Qing Tea Ceremony: “Because we seem to have spoken for a year here, for Sister Fengfeng, it flashed in half an hour. If the words are okay, the little snakes are chatting in the water. I couldn’t count how much useless information. Sister Fengfeng was too lazy to read it.”

Qin Yi silently connected to the group chat, and at a glance, she saw a head portrait of a beautiful girl with a dragon horn over there and a dog and a rabbit. Affected by the changes in time, the dog and rabbit pitifully replied. A hundred sentences.

Then Gozi Bunny didn’t know if she had shielded her, and she didn’t hear it. She talked about their speech speed. Occasionally, one or two sentences were mixed in Yeling’s Shuiman Jinshan, and they didn’t know if the other party saw it.

Qin Yi angrily went to Ye Ling’s small bedroom: “Dragon King came out to suffer grass.”

Soon the whine of the snake came from the bedroom.

“Everyone else is too clear for several layers, and you are just as happy as you have just broken through. Every day lying besides sleeping is a group of water, you can get a little out of breath…”

“Woo… How good this day is, I don’t want to practice…”

“Then double repair.”

“Hee hee.”

Group chat is quiet.

Li Qingjun finally appeared in the group chat for the first time: “The parallel imports finally stopped.”

Li Wuxian: “Aunt and aunt.”

Li Qingjun: “I am here in the middle of the night, haven’t you been willing to go down for years?”

Li Wuxian: “I can’t stand it anymore. Yaoguang always wants to occupy the time period with his father’s heat. What other times does it give me? It’s not human. I was wrong. Aunt, I knew that I shouldn’t be a ghost. She just got rid of it.”

Yao Guang: “It sounds like you didn’t enjoy it.”

Li Wuxian: “Can that be the same thing?”

Li Qingjun: “…I don’t seem to be talking about this topic with you, don’t be schizophrenic.”

Li Wuxian: “It doesn’t make any difference, aunt, you said that, it seems that we have been there for many years, and it’s only midnight at my aunt’s place. I don’t think there is anything to ask about the state affairs. It hasn’t changed at all. When I was separated from Stinky Yaoguang Besides…”

Li Qingjun was silent for a moment: “Can you still be an emperor at ease?”

Li Wuxian also hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said: “Auntie, if you say things are done on earth, there should be no interference from immortals, then now I am an immortal god, and I should not be an emperor. This world…”

The last few words seemed to hesitate more and more, but they finally showed up: “There shouldn’t be a fairy.”

Li Qingjun asked her the same meaning: “So?”

Li Wuxian narrowed the font: “Hurry to create a doll with Master to inherit the kingdom. Whether children will practice or not is also a matter of the future. Or…”

Meng Qingying: “Is it useful for you to reduce the font size?”

“Aren’t you leaving the group?”

“Occasionally come up and see ~www.mtlnovel.com~ or something, continue to say.”

“Or… wait for you to get the Nether, I will try to find the soul of my father, resurrect or reincarnate, and give him this world.”

Meng Qingying: “…reincarnation is still possible, don’t think about resurrection.”

Minghe: “Is there any new progress in your tone?”

“Um…” Meng Qingying said: “Or, it’s not that we have made progress, it may be a stranger.”

Everyone was horrified: “Then you are so calm?”

“I’m just the sixth sense, there is nothing to say. Besides, what’s the use of tension?” Meng Qingying said: “I heard that you can already extract the ghost spirit from other stories, this is my mind. , Grab Qin Yi, shout Bang Bang, everyone meets.”

She paused and continued with a smile: “No one can prejudge the difference between our time and space information. Nine babies will be planted in this misjudgment, can’t outsiders plant it again?”