Background: Hundreds of years ago, spiritual energy revived and exploded. Rumored demons appeared one after another, and the human race was faced with a crisis of survival.
On this occasion, a human race prophet accidentally discovered the human race's method of cultivating spiritual energy and taught it to everyone.
Since then, a group of spiritual beings have appeared in the human race, and they have been fighting against heaven and earth ever since.
But a prophetic spiritual master once predicted that in a few hundred years, the gods will wake up, war will start again, and the centuries-old dispute will be revealed at that time.
Copywriter: The second young lady of the Li family, Qinglian, was in a coma when she was one year old. When she woke up from a dream, she found that the world was more interesting and novel than the world in her dreams.
Just when she was about to learn to practice spiritual energy in peace and pick up a bird as a pet, she was premeditated and involved in various schemes.
In the end, Qinglian discovered that the two sides of the dispute were actually a dispute between gods and humans, and she was the trigger. How should she choose?
Li Qinglian File: An indifferent spectator. She was born in the world, but she was not stained by any emotions of the world. She was spotless. She is cold and arrogant, and is cruel to her enemies, but she is willing to sacrifice for the most important people around her.
Indifference:
Standing on the roof of the building under the rainy weather, I watched the people below shouting, begging, and begging Qinglian to save his life.
Qinglian raised her head proudly, her eyes were indifferent, and there was no trace of emotion on her childish face. She turned around, said "cut" lightly, as if she was disgusted, and then left without looking back.
Love and hate are clear:
Qinglian put the tip of her gun against the enemy's throat and whispered, "Why do you want to hurt the people around me? Did you know they would be hurt?"
The Hot Wheels rolled over the enemy's leg, making a crisp sound of bone cracking. He let out a painful cry, while Qinglian looked indifferent.
"Since you like hurting so much, I will give you several times more. You will definitely like it."
Good intentions:
Under the drizzle, the friend stabbed Qinglian's chest with a blade, and blood continued to flow.
Silence spread between the two, and the friend trembled slightly and said softly, "I'm sorry Qinglian, but I have to do this." I will not regret it.
Qinglian was silent, but then she gently stood up on her tiptoes, wiped away the tears on her friend's face with her hands, showed a bright smile, and held the blade, blood slowly dripping from her palms.
"I forgive you." The friend raised his head in surprise, "Why are you so surprised? Aren't we friends? It's a pity." Qinglian took a step back and pulled out the blade.
She lowered her head slightly and said, "We will have nothing to do with each other from now on." There was no hatred or resentment on her face, only a hint of loss.
Small theater 1:
Qinglian is an 8-year-old girl, but she has a mature mind and is a smiling tiger like her brother.
I accidentally picked up a bird and planned to play with it as a pet, but I didn't expect that the bird turned out to be a demon.
She was still seven or eight years old like her, and she argued with her every day. Qinglian thought to herself: I am not raising a pet, I am clearly raising an ancestor.
(The above is a simplified version, details will appear in the text)
Concept: Everyone's values collide with each other. You will discover a different world. But I am me, not someone else. Find yourself.