The more anxious Zhang Lang was, the more intense he felt the Yin and Yang Divine Skill in his body running. =Top=Dot=Novel=

It's as if there's a dragon lurking in its body, roaring, trying to move around, trying to stir up the storm.

The air around him became a little tense, and there was a special smell in the air, and Zhang Lang found that his heart was getting more and more chaotic.

Today's weather in Yanjing is good, and the PM2.5 in the air has dropped a lot, directly to about 125.

Although this kind of air quality is not good in some coastal cities, it can even be said that after PM2.5 reaches 125, it is considered to be mildly polluted in some areas.

But here is different, Yanjing is not only a huge population ~ large city, but also a famous industrial base in Yanjing, here is not to say that there are many heavy industries in Yanjing, but that there are a lot of heavy industries near Yanjing.

Among them, the most famous medicine belongs to the Northeast Heavy Industry Base in Northeast Province, and the Beijing-Tianjin Heavy Industry Base at the junction of Yanjing and Jinhe cities.

These have existed since the founding of China and have continued to the present.

Although the layout of these industrial bases is somewhat irrational, and many experts and professors in the Yanjing area have come out to accuse them one after another, the current layout of the Northeast Heavy Industry Base and the Beijing-Tianjin Heavy Industry Base is very unreasonable, which has seriously affected the lives of the people in the Yanjing and Jinhe areas.

But the old rules have been set, and about 100 years have passed since the founding of China, and no one has changed them, and some people don't want to change them.

This can be regarded as a Chinese person, as a Chinese people, some of the habits of loving traditions and retaining traditions.

As far as the current international evaluation is concerned, Zhang Lang knows that the current Chinese people are said to pay great attention to tradition and are a country that abides by the rules of their ancestors.

Of course, these things are not important to Zhang Lang.

It's just that in Yanjing, where PM2.5 has dropped to about 125, it stands to reason that the sun should be very bright today.

Even though it was half past four in the afternoon, the sun had not yet begun to set, and it was still hanging obliquely in the sky.

However, at this moment, in Zhang Lang's eyes, the sun is not a bright color, but a thick black.

That color, like the bright red sun in an ink painting, was suddenly broken by a naughty boy who broke the inkwell next to him and squeezed out a bunch of them.

And the bright red sun, at this moment, was dyed with a layer of black color......

Of course, in the current situation, it is not an ink painting, nor does it mean that the sun has really turned black.

All changes are produced from Zhang Lang's body.

Oops, this change, is the case of the demons appearing!

Zhang Lang felt that the dantian was really boiling, but he didn't expect that at this critical moment, the demon appeared again!

It's been a few months since the last time a demon appeared.

When Zhang Lang thought that this thing had begun to move away from him, the inner demon would appear again!

Moreover, the demons that appeared this time were far more terrifying than the demons that appeared on the cliff in the southern city.

At that time, the demons only affected some of Zhang Lang's own situation, and the demons that appeared now have begun to affect his feelings about the environment!

"The sun is black, you recognize it......"

It seems that there is some voice that extends from the depths of Zhang Lang's heart, and that voice is full of infinite temptation~ bewilderment.

"Sun...... Is it black? ”

Zhang Lang found that his mentality had been affected somewhat.

Even subconsciously, I began to feel that what Fang Cai said in his heart was correct.

If the sun is black, then there is only one color for everything in the world?

If there is only one color, then all kinds of strife in the world seem to have begun to stop.

If the world had stopped strife, then there would be no point in my existence......

For a moment, Zhang Lang had a feeling of detachment from the ordinary, but he wanted to ride the wind......

That's it, it's over, it's gone, it's just quietly out of this world, out of this place without a trace of concern......

That's right, the sun is black......

Wait, no!

My life is not over, my everything, my life is not over!

In the dark, a feeling called attachment rises in my heart.

In the endless darkness, like a spark, it began to burn like a prairie fire.

Under the black sun, Zhang Lang's eyes were already blind.

But at this moment, a glimmer of light began to appear in his eyes!

It's red!

That's the sun's choice!

That's the sun, it's the color of crimson.

That's right, the color of the sun, Zhang Lang remembers it clearly.

Ten years ago, when he and Bai Xiaobai, two innocent children, followed the example of the ancients of Huaguo, the warm soft red light shuttled through the breath of the slight gap. Comfortable, long. The fragrance of red sandalwood, permeating the three holy mountains in spring, fills all the emptiness between heaven and earth, and under the red light, it is a delicate dust, muttering innocent worship hall, filled with the once unfathomable lonely and elegant double shadow, that year, Bai Xiaobai kissed himself.

No, it's not over yet!

And that year, that year, I was still a child, younger than when I and Bai Xiaobai followed the ancient Chinese people to worship the church.

It seems to have been buried in the ocean of memory, the place where it has been buried, the matter between myself and the master.

It was a spring, that day, the sun was extraordinarily bright, on the master's eternal beautiful face, a smiling face, soft sunlight, red beams of light shot over, that gently stroked ~ mo Zhang Lang, just like the master master's warm hands, caressing ~ mo himself.

On that day, the master kissed herself, like a gentle big sister, and gently whispered to herself that she was growing up quickly, don't let her wait for a long time...... On that day, the master gave himself the ancient book of yin and yang magic, and the sunshine of that day was like the master master's bright smiling face, like the master master's soft ~ soft body, which could have warmth in his arms.

The sun on that day was also red!

Bang...... Crack......

It seems that between Pangu and the earth, Zhang Lang is full of black worlds, and it is filled with bright light one after another.

The black canopy, like cracked gold leaf, is sonorous, but it is already in the last years of the wind and candle.

Zhang Lang squinted his eyes and let out a long breath, he had been sitting under the green pines in the courtyard to meditate, the sky was as blue as a wash, and the brilliant sunlight was shining down from the gaps in the dense pine needles, forming beams of thick and thin pillars of light, shining on Zhang Lang's face.

The last fuchsia afterglow in the sky, like a blooming reddish-purple rose.

The fragrance of flowers overflowed, and Zhang Lang found that the plants and trees around him that should have withered were like welcoming the arrival of spring, and the flowers and branches were fluttering in the wind!

Ganoderma lucidum, orchid, clover!

Even this vigorous hundred-year-old green pine has already drawn out new shoots.

"This is what I did?" Zhang Lang looked at the changes around him in surprise, and the fragrant flowers stretched to dozens of meters away.

It's like a greenhouse in Yanjing in winter.

Only the true qi drumming in the body ~ inner dantian can tell Zhang Lang what happened at the moment.

"I actually broke through again!" Zhang Lang was a little pleased.

Unexpectedly, he actually broke through to the second layer of the Yin Yang Divine Skill!

In other words, Zhang Lang's Jiuyang Refining Body Skill and Jiuyin Forging Soul Skill have both advanced to the second level.

Another reason why Yin Yang Divine Skill is difficult to exhaust is that it is quite difficult to reach another stage at the same time as the Nine Yang Refining Body Skill and the Nine Yin Forging Spiritual Skill.

That rich true qi, just like the true qi that only appeared when he once treated Nian Ke'er, was already full/full of all his meridians at this moment.

Zhang Lang believes that if he treats Nian Keer in his current state, he is confident that he can treat the condition of Nian Keer's strange pulse in just one week.

This is Zhang Lang's unique ability after the Yin Yang Divine Skill reaches the second layer.

Unexpectedly, in less than a year after going down the Sanshen Mountain, his yin and yang magic skills were like taking a train, and he was promoted two levels in a row.

Would you be happy if your master knew about it?

Wait, Master......

When I was fighting against the demons in my heart, did I think of something between me and the master?

But what exactly happened, Zhang Lang found that he couldn't remember it clearly.

That's right, Xiaoqing!

Zhang Lang thought that what he was trying to do at the moment was to find Xiaoqing, and the reason why he had demons was also because of Xiaoqing's relationship.

Now, no matter what reason Xiaoqing used to be taken away by the people in the gambling~ field, Zhang Lang decided to take violent means to take Xiaoqing away.

Zhang Lang knows that in the territory of Huaguo, gambling ~ and the like are illegal.

In the past, Zhang Lang still had some scruples, afraid that he would encounter an ancient martial arts cultivator who was even more powerful than himself, but now Zhang Lang no longer has this scruples, after all, after cultivating the Yin Yang Divine Skill to the second level, he can already easily crush the true qi cultivation to a person who is under a Jiazi.

One Jiazi is sixty years.

In other words, unless he is an old man who is not born now, on the rivers and lakes of Guwu, Zhang Lang can easily walk sideways.

What's more, now it's time to find Zhang Lang's close friends.

No matter what Xiaoqing's identity is, whether she represents good or evil in the territory of Yanjing, but as long as she has something to do with Wu Menghan and is Wu Menghan's junior sister, then Zhang Lang will take care of her affairs to the end.

Maybe deep down, Zhang Lang still hopes to help Wu Menghan.

Although when Wu Menghan's second personality broke out, he almost killed Zhang Lang.

But before, Wu Menghan made a lot of efforts for Zhang Lang and provided a lot of valuable information.

What's more, after the outbreak of the second personality, Wu Menghan took the initiative to disappear and no longer contacted Zhang Lang, in order to protect Zhang Lang.

Overall, Zhang Lang must also save Xiaoqing.

At the moment, the most important question is where exactly to get to the L-49.

Just as Zhang Lang was wandering, he suddenly found that the ground between the house L-48 and L-50 cracked out of thin air, and a person came out dejectedly, and said, "Bad luck, bad luck, I lost more than 100,000 yuan, how can I explain to the person in charge now...... It's over, it's definitely dead......"

Zhang Lang saw the person coming, didn't say a word, stepped forward and patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said, "Hey, buddy, look into my eyes." ”

"Ah, your eyes...... Oh......"

I saw that at this moment, the whites of Zhang Lang's eyes disappeared, leaving only endless black ...... It's like the black sun that once appeared.