On the Wangjiang Mountain, the monks talked a lot.

Too many eyes looked at the black-clothed swordsman incarnated by Song Ciwan, and someone sighed and said, "It's a pity, this person is on the other side of the realm, although we can see him, we can't touch him." ”

A person who can't be touched, even if the other party has many secrets, it can't be reached, what can be done?

Someone else asked in a low voice, "Is the summons out?" ”

"It's spread out, but the people over there can't touch it or see it."

On the side of Wangjiang Mountain, the monks under the light curtain can still see the changes in various scenes through the light curtain, but the other human monks who leave the light curtain can't see anything at all.

When they leave the curtain of light, what they see and see is the same as that of ordinary people.

Suddenly, in the four light curtains, the scene of Mingyuefang Yaofang Courtyard underwent a subtle change.

Someone whispered: "Ye Gongzi went to Yaofang Courtyard!" ”

Ye Gongzi is Ye Lingguan's closed disciple, Ye Sheng! He is not in the human world, but at the other end of the realm, and his figure is also reflected by the light curtain on the top of Wangjiang Mountain.

At the mention of Ye Sheng, everyone present was silent for a moment.

Too much eyes were cast on Ye Sheng for a while.

What they are concerned about is not only Ye Sheng, but in fact, it is not only Ye Sheng. is behind Ye Sheng, Ye Lingguan!

Someone whispered again: "Jiao Zuo went to the government prison." ”

"Yan Zhu, she went to Nancheng......"

Someone else suddenly said with envy: "Elder Xie, these people who came to the Hongsheng Martial Arts Pavilion are all your children?" They are lucky, they have met and are together, and this time they will enter the Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall, and they will get something. ”

"It's just ......," someone lamented, "that those of them who came out of the Phantom City pushed the door were unable to receive our summons." ”

To put it simply, the current situation is that the people on this side of Wangjiangshan can have a full perspective and can remotely communicate the people of their respective camps, but this communication is limited to the human world.

And those who are at the other end of the realm, pushing the door out of the Phantom City, although they can touch each other and have a fight and influence, but they can't receive the message from this side of the world.

This creates a gap in information at all levels, making everyone's behavior more uncontrollable and uncertain.

Including these monks on the top of Wangjiang Mountain, they are actually an uncontrollable link.

What is even more uncontrollable is that such changes have never appeared in the records since the day of the existence of the Phantom City. A new change means the unknown and the risk!

The so-called Lingbao, does it really exist?

In the Phantom City, where did the voice that guided everyone to chase the spirit treasure come from?

Is it just and honest, or is it false and evil?

No one knows the answers to these questions.

Including Ye Lingguan, who is in the Dingbo Building at this moment, Duan Xing Soul who is hidden on the top of Wangjiang Mountain, or the Hengshui Dragon King who is lying quietly in the depths of Hengshui with his eyes closed.

In the depths of the water waves, the old dragon king's closed eyes trembled slightly.

He heard a sound that came from Dingbo Building.

"Dragon King, in Cangling County, you are the oldest, there is a question in the trail today to ask the elders, I wonder if the elders are willing to solve the doubts?"

The eyes of the Hengshui Dragon King trembled slightly, but his eyes did not open, but his voice still sounded slowly, responding to this transmission: "It's just a virtual age, and it doesn't live for ten thousand years, and it is not worth the thousand years of cultivation of the human race." Although Ye Lingguan asked, as for whether he can really solve his doubts, I don't know. ”

Ye Lingguan said: "Once in eight thousand years, the spiritual energy tide is really just a rising tide, not a falling tide? ”

Hengshui Dragon King said: "If the tide falls, it has been ebbing for eight thousand years, and now compared to eight thousand years ago, the concentration of spiritual energy between heaven and earth has fallen to the bottom, doesn't Ye Lingguan know?" ”

Ye Lingguan said: "The aura is at the bottom, and there are still so many gods and demons in the world, if the aura soars and reaches the peak, what should happen in the world?" ”

Hengshui Dragon King said: "That is the great world, the great world where the pride of the heavens is born and the demons are rampant!" Ye Lingguan, although you and I are now called the elders, but as soon as the great world comes, countless bright stars will be born, what about the elders at that time? ”

The Dragon King of Hengshui smiled leisurely, and the old man's voice seemed to sigh and melancholy: "The tide rises and falls, the withering glory rotates, today the glory is honorable, and he is scattered into mud ......"

"Ye Lingguan, how to deal with yourself!"

Ye Lingguan was speechless for a long time, and when the Dragon King of Hengshui lowered the dragon's head, and the entire dragon body sank deep into the bottom of the riverbed, he heard Ye Lingguan's voice again: "Dragon King, the new star shines in the sky, and the old star will fall, this is also the law of the ebb and flow of the tide, it is inevitable, but is so?" ”

Hengshui Dragon King said: "Ye Lingguan already has an answer, why ask me Lao Long?" ”

……

At the bottom of the Hengshui River, the undercurrent is surging.

A conversation that cannot be known to outsiders will also roll and dissipate with this current.

In the Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall, Song Ciwan tried several times, but he still couldn't break the blue vase and rescue the two girls trapped in it.

She frowned slightly, thinking about the possibility of directly using the scales to take the blue vase away-

The reason why he didn't do this before was mainly because Song Ciwan was worried that the scales would move, and if he directly took away the blue and white vase and the two girls in the bottle, what would it be?

This thing is really not impossible, although Song Ciwan has not directly used the scales to receive living creatures before, he also has a feeling: living, conscious beings, the scales should not be able to be directly collected.

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 are living and pitiful people, but in the judgment of heaven and earth, it is difficult to say whether they are "alive" or not.

Song Ciwan didn't dare to take it lightly, she couldn't gamble with the lives of these two girls at will.

She stroked the body of the blue vase with her hand, and with a turn of thought, she was about to urge the strange insects on the ground to come forward and hit the bottle, and next to her, Niu Lao Liu, who was staring at Feng Chuncai, suddenly turned his head.

There were still subtle explosions on Feng Chuncai's body from time to time, and small blood holes exploded from all over his body, all his cries of pain disappeared, and dense black worms crawled all over his body.

Only his eyes remained, hollowly exposed to the night and the lights.

If he is not saved, he will surely die.

Niu Lao Liu's face was full of tears, as if crying and laughing, he shouted: "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 when he turned his head, he rushed to the blue vase.

He shouted while rushing: "Niuniu, this world is too bitter, Daddy will take you with me!" ”

Obviously, he wanted to knock the blue vase down, break the vase, and die with the girl in the vase.

All this happened very quickly, and in the midst of lightning and flint, an angry shout came from outside the martial arts arena: "Stop! ”