On Wangjiang Mountain, the monks were talking a lot.
Too many eyes were looking at the black-clothed swordsman transformed by Song Ciwan. Some people sighed and said, "It's a pity that this person is on the other side of the realm. Although we can see him, we can't touch him."
A person who cannot be touched. No matter how many secrets there are in the other person, they are still out of reach, so what can be done?
Someone also asked in a low voice: "Has the summons been sent out?"
"The news has spread, but people over there can't touch it or see it."
Looking at Jiangshan, the monks under the light curtain can still see changes in various scenes through the light curtain, but other human monks who are away from the light curtain can't see anything at all.
When they leave the light curtain, what they see is the same as ordinary people in the world.
Suddenly, among the four light curtains, the scene in Mingyuefang Yaofangyuan underwent subtle changes.
Someone whispered: "Master Ye has gone to Yaofangyuan!"
Mr. Ye is Ye Lingguan’s close disciple, Ye Sheng! He was not in the human world, but at the other end of the realm. His figure was also reflected by the light curtain on the top of Wangjiang Mountain.
When Ye Sheng was mentioned, everyone present was silent for a moment.
Too many eyes were turned to Ye Sheng for a while.
What they were paying attention to was not only Ye Sheng, but actually it was not just Ye Sheng. It’s Ye Lingguan who is behind Ye Sheng!
Someone else whispered: "Jiao Zuo went to prison."
"Yan Zhu, she went to Nancheng..."
Someone else suddenly said with envy: "Elder Xie, are these people who came to Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall all your children? They are very lucky. They all meet and hang out together. This time when they enter Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall, they must Something gained.”
"It's just..." someone said with regret, "Those of them who came out of Huanming City couldn't receive the message from us."
To put it simply, the current situation is that people on the Wangjiangshan side can have a complete perspective and can remotely communicate with people in their respective camps, but this communication is limited to the human world.
As for those who are on the other side of the realm and push out the door from Huan Ning City, although they can touch each other and have fighting and influence, they cannot receive messages from the human side.
This creates information gaps at all levels, making everyone's behavior more uncontrollable and uncertain.
Including the monks on the top of Wangjiang Mountain, they are actually an uncontrollable part.
What is even more uncontrollable is that such changes have never appeared in the records since the existence of Fantasy City. A brand new change means unknowns and risks!
The so-called Lingbao, does it really exist?
In Huanming City, where did the voice that guided everyone to pursue the spiritual treasure come from?
Is it just and honest, or false and evil?
No one knows the answers to these questions.
Including Ye Lingguan who is in Dingbo Tower at this moment, Duan Xinghun who is hiding on the top of Wangjiang Mountain, or the Dragon King of Hengshui who is lying quietly in the depths of Hengshui with his eyes closed.
Deep in the water waves, the old Dragon King's closed eyes trembled slightly.
He heard a voice transmission, which was vague and indistinct, coming from Dingbo Tower.
"Dragon King, you are the oldest person in Cangling County. I have a question on the trail today and I would like to ask an elder for help. I wonder if the elder would be willing to explain it?"
The Hengshui Dragon King's eyes trembled slightly, but he did not open them, but his voice still sounded slowly, responding to the message: "It's just a matter of years, and living for thousands of years is not worth the human race's thousands of years of practice." Ye Lingguan Even if you ask, I don’t know if it can really solve the puzzle.”
Ye Lingguan said: "The spiritual energy tide that occurs once every eight thousand years is really just a rising tide, not a falling tide?"
The Dragon King of Hengshui said: "If the tide is ebbing, it has been ebbing for eight thousand years. Compared to eight thousand years ago, the concentration of spiritual energy and vitality in the world has dropped to the bottom. Doesn't Ye Lingguan know?"
Ye Lingguan said: "The spiritual energy is at the bottom, and there are so many outstanding gods and demons in the world. What if the spiritual energy surges and reaches the peak?"
The Dragon King of Hengshui said: "That is the great age. It is the great age where geniuses emerge in large numbers and evildoers are rampant! Ye Lingguan, although you and I are called elders now, when the great age comes, countless bright stars will appear in the sky. By then, elders so what?"
The Dragon King of Hengshui smiled leisurely, and his old voice seemed to be sighing and melancholy: "The tide ebbs and flows, and the glory turns withered. Today's glory and splendor turn into mud..."
"Ye Lingguan, how should you deal with yourself!"
Ye Lingguan was speechless for a long time. Just when the Dragon King of Hengshui lowered the dragon's head and the whole dragon body sank deeply into the bottom of the river bed, he heard Ye Lingguan's message again: "Dragon King, new stars shine in the sky, and old stars must fall. This is also the law of ebb and flow, it is inevitable, but is it so?”
The Dragon King of Hengshui said: "Ye Lingguan already has the answer, why bother asking me, old dragon?"
…
At the bottom of the Hengshui River, there are surging undercurrents.
A conversation that could not be known to outsiders also disappeared with the flow of water.
In Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall, Song Ciwan tried several times, but still could not break the blue and white vase and rescue the two girls trapped inside.
She frowned slightly in thought, and was considering the possibility of taking away the blue and white vase directly using the scale of heaven and earth——
The reason why he didn't do this before was mainly because Song Ciwan was worried that if the scale of heaven and earth moved, what would happen if the blue and white vase and the two girls in the vase were taken away?
This thing is really not impossible. Although Song Ciwan has never directly collected living creatures with the scale of heaven and earth before, he still has a feeling that living and conscious creatures should not be collected directly by the scale of heaven and earth.
However, the two girls in the bottle were clearly made into a very special Shinto container by evil magic.
In Song Ciwan's eyes, they were living pitiful people, but in the judgment of the scales of heaven and earth, it was hard to say whether they were still "alive" or not.
Song Ciwan didn't dare to act easily. She couldn't risk the lives of these two girls at will.
She touched the body of the blue vase with her hand, and then she thought about it. She was about to urge the strange insects on the ground to come forward and hit the vase. Next to her, Niu Laoliu, who was staring closely at Feng Chuncai, suddenly turned his head.
Feng Chuncai's body still had subtle explosion sounds from time to time. Tiny blood holes exploded from everywhere on his body. His cries of pain all disappeared, and dense black worms crawled all over his body.
Only his eyes were left, empty and exposed to the night and lights.
There was no way he could be saved and he would definitely die.
Niu Laoliu's face was filled with tears, he was crying and laughing, and he shouted: "Evil thief, you are going to die, you are finally going to die! You deserve it, you deserve it!"
"Hehehe, hahaha..." He cried and laughed, but turned around and rushed towards the blue and white vase.
He rushed and shouted: "Niuniu, this world is too miserable, daddy, let's take you with us!"
Obviously, he wanted to knock over the blue and white vase, break it, and die together with the girl in the vase.
All this happened very quickly. In the flash of lightning, an angry shout came from outside the martial arts arena: "Stop!"
