On Wangjiang Mountain, Song Ciwan was consolidating his breakthrough.
In Pinglan City, there is a contest that is unknown to outsiders and is actually going on all the time.
This is the battle between Huan Ming City and the human world, or in other words, the battle between righteousness and evil, the battle between anger and death, the battle between vitality and underworld.
Upstairs in Dingbo, Ye Lingguan held a chess piece in his hand.
There was a chessboard placed in front of him, and on the chessboard the black and white men were fighting Zhenglie.
But the strange thing is that there is no one opposite him.
He seemed to be playing chess with someone, but the person he was playing against was nowhere to be seen.
It was as if an invisible hand dropped black stones on the chessboard in front of him.
Ye Lingguan held up Bai Zi's hand and quickly followed, grabbing the Qi Eyes and expanding his territory.
It is obvious that his chess style is fierce and sharp, which is not consistent with his usual calm and profound image.
Opposite him, the invisible man in charge of black, his chess style is even more fierce and aggressive.
The two sides are going back and forth, refusing to give in to each other, fighting, and the chess game has fallen into a stalemate.
Next to Ye Lingguan, a young girl sat kneeling. This one was Ye Lingguan's only female disciple, Ji Qingfeng, whom Ye Sheng called his senior sister.
Although Ji Qingfeng is the senior sister, she has a young face.
She knelt down beside Ye Lingguan and carefully observed the chessboard. Like all serious and studious students, she respectfully asked Ye Lingguan: "Master, you just said that if there is yang in the world, there must be yin, and there will be white in the world." , then there must be darkness; if there is righteousness in the world, there must be evil... In this way, isn't the battle between good and evil endless?"
While Ye Lingguan was fighting fiercely with Heizi opposite him, he replied: "If there is no evil, how can we know the right? If there is no black, how can we know the white? If there is yang in the natural world, there must be yin, otherwise the yang will be fierce. It's so hot that people can't live in the world, so how can people still have a way to survive?"
"Qingfeng, maybe you understand if it won't last long?"
Ji Qingfeng blinked, pointed at Ye Lingguan's chess game in front of him and said, "Master, are you going to suppress the black pieces in one go?"
Ye Lingguan's fierce chess moves were like a tiger coming out of its box. With Ji Qingfeng's finger, he suddenly jumped and intercepted a big dragon of the opponent, devouring it in an instant.
Ye Lingguan threw down a chess piece, stroked his short beard with his hand and laughed: "Good disciple, you are right! Your master, I am not just right, but I am taking advantage of the energy, using white to suppress black, and using righteousness. Is it suppressed?"
At this moment, the sun on earth shines brightly.
Outside Dingbo Tower, the mountains and rivers are cloudless, and the vast blue waves on the Hengshui River are clear.
This is actually part of the invisible contest.
Sometimes, it is impossible for people who are not in the situation to understand the contest.
No, even if you are in the game, there will still be too many people who don’t understand.
Huanming City and Pinglan City are actually two sides of the same body. The existence of Huanming City depends on Pinglan City.
If everyone in Pinglan City is pure and clear, free from distractions and worries, then Huan Ming City will be infinitely weakened, until the Netherworld Spring can no longer explode, and Huan Ming City will no longer open.
However, is this possible?
The human heart is the most complex thing in the world. If we want to make everyone's human heart pure and clear, how can people be called "human" again? Wouldn't everyone have to become gods, Buddhas, sages and saints?
However, saints still have angry minds, and Buddhists also have angry-eyed kings. To expect gods to be heartless and heartless is to deceive oneself and others.
It is even more unbelievable to expect ordinary people to be heartless and heartless.
Pinglan City and Huan Ming City, the human world and the Netherworld, can only be one and the other, you are strong and I am weak, the relationship between the east wind and the west wind, but no one can completely destroy the other.
However, although neither party can be completely eliminated, it is obviously feasible for the east wind to overwhelm the west wind.
Sunrise, dawn.
Outside Pinglan City, among the distant mountains, a fox demon dressed in linen and wide robes stood in the green shadow of the mountains, looking into the distance.
The gentle mountain breeze made his clothes flutter, and his voice was gentle and calm: "The Great Zhou Dynasty is so big, eighty-one counties are really too big. There are endless talents in the world, and now Pinglan City is safe. Passing this tribulation is not accidental, but inevitable."
Behind him, there was a high-pitched voice with a strange laughter, hehe said: "Young master, after all, the plan cannot be implemented?"
Tushan Katsuki said calmly: "The time has not come yet, how can we plan? It's just a matter of waiting and watching. Pheasant, are you getting carried away?"
The pheasant demon whispered: "How dare you, little demon? Hehehehe..."
The laughter echoed in the mountain breeze, making Tushan Katsumi frown slightly.
On Wangjiang Mountain, Song Ciwan made a breakthrough from the middle stage of Qi training to the late stage of Qi training. After that, she adjusted her breath for several hours. When she woke up from trance again, she saw the sky outside the cave was full of rays of light. When she raised her eyes, it was already sunset!
It turned out that this consolidation took her an entire day.
But this is nothing. Compared with the usual exchange of training time, which often lasts for several years, this daytime time is simply negligible.
But Song Ciwan still walked to the outside of the cave and stood on the mountainside, quietly enjoying the beautiful scenery of the setting sun.
This breakthrough gave her an extra peace of mind.
All the strange experiences in the past were transformed into engraved old prints at this time. They must exist and must have far-reaching influence, but they seem to have nothing to do with Song Ciwan at this time.
One piece and one piece of relaxation, the way of civility and martial arts.
Song Ciwan needed this kind of tranquility to settle.
She even felt a little lazy and missed the big white goose.
Maybe the big white goose is also missing her at this time?
Song Ciwan decided to spend some time on Wangjiang Mountain.
She gained so much this time that even if she sold for ten and a half consecutive days, with the scale of heaven and earth offering ten sales opportunities every day, she would not be able to easily sell out all the inventory in the scale.
In this case, there is no point in going out and wandering around the city.
It's better to take this opportunity to improve herself first, so that if a spiritual treasure is born, she will have more confidence to compete.
In this way, Song Ciwan watched the sunset quietly, and waited until the sun completely set before returning to the cave.
This time, Song Ciwan did not practice, but leisurely sold something.
What she sold was the energy she had obtained from Ye Sheng before!
[You sold the human desires, the ignorance, confusion, and fright of the quasi-prodigy-level qi-refining late-stage immortal cultivator, and gained the first level of the Thirty-Six Methods of Tiangang, the calling of wind and rain. 】
Thirty-six methods of Tiangang!
In an instant, endless mysterious magic formulas poured down from nowhere. The sky and the earth changed, and the wind and clouds gathered, all of which turned into chain-like images and poured into Song Ciwan's mind.
Her entire soul, thoughts, and thoughts were immersed in it, and she suddenly lost track of time.
Until the sun sets and the moon rises, the sky is filled with stars again.
