Ye Sheng was stunned for a moment.

The night breeze blows quickly in the noisy Mingyue Fang, which is not only the prosperity of the bright lights, but also the chaos of the world.

The most interesting thing is that in addition to the most chaotic streets, there are still singing and dancing in many houses along the road.

Song Ciwan performed light skills and walked through, and listened to the sound of sheng songs and swallow dances full of ears.

There are also all kinds of weird little songs that sing and wrap their feet, which is not the group of people who rushed into the depths of the market from the north gate of Mingyue Fang before. In fact, the speed of that group of people was not enough, and they had already been left far behind by Song Ciwan and Ye Sheng.

This can only show that the influence of Chunshui Ji has already spread throughout Mingyue Fang.

In the bizarre world, among all kinds of strange sounds, Ye Sheng's speed of walking was slow for a moment, and he seemed to be stopped by Song Ci's late words.

After a while, he looked deeply at Song Ciwan and said, "Brother Lu, since the day I practiced, I knew that my generation of cultivators should take the common people in the world as their own responsibility. We are not mortal, we just need to live our lives well. ”

"How can we really only care about our own cultivation and ignore the rampant demons in this world?"

"Brother Lu said that I was used to being the protagonist, so I was unwilling to match, but Ye couldn't agree."

"I just want to do something? Is there anything wrong with that? ”

In the last sentence, Ye Sheng asked lightly and seriously.

The light was the tone of his voice, but the heavy was the lingering blankness on his pale face when he said this.

Although he was refuting Song Ciwan's words, it seemed that even he himself was not sure, and his rebuttal must be justified.

He's already questioning himself!

No, more accurately, it should be, he was questioning himself early on.

Therefore, when Song Ci saw him this time, he felt that he was particularly contradictory.

He said, "I have thought for a long time, what is the purpose of us pushing the door out of the Phantom City and entering such a strange situation? ”

"Is this a test for the Phantom City? Or is it a ruse of the Phantom City? ”

"Brother Lu, won't you be sad when you can't do anything?"

The night breeze slid gently past the two of them, and Ye Sheng asked himself or Song Ciwan one by one, either asking himself or asking Song Ciwan questions.

Of course, no matter how much he asked, he didn't slow down any longer.

On the contrary, the later he went, the faster he became.

Vaguely, this seems to be a contest between him and Song Ciwan.

But it was clear that he couldn't win, at least in this round of the race for speed.

Song Ciwan has always had a posture of lifting weights, and what she performed was obviously just a low-level light gong grass flying, which was a rotten street exercise, but after reaching the realm of returning to the basics, this exercise had obviously completed a wonderful qualitative change.

With a single tap of her toes, the whole person can fly dozens of feet, which makes her less like she is performing light skills, but more like a kind of space travel.

Ye Sheng asked one question after another, Song Ciwan listened quietly all the time, and when he finished asking, Song Ciwan said: "Brother Ye, you have ignored one point, although we are not ordinary mortals, we are also members of the world." ”

Ye Sheng was stunned again.

Song Ciwan smiled slightly: "What? Doesn't Brother Ye agree that he is also one of the people in the world? ”

Ye Sheng smiled bitterly: "Before today, Ye Mou really didn't think so, but Brother Lu mentioned it like this, Ye Mou couldn't refute it. ”

Song Ciwan said: "Brother Ye said, I don't understand whether this is a test of the Phantom Netherworld City or a trick of the Phantom Netherworld, in fact, in my opinion, this question does not need to be thought about deeply. ”

"We just need to understand one thing, at any time, whether it is you, me, or those predecessors who stand taller, the immortals and Buddhas are sacred, and there will be times when they are powerless."

"Admitting that you are sometimes powerless is not a kind of practice, a kind of great courage?"

When he said this, Ye Sheng seemed to be shaken by some drum.

At this moment, no one could have imagined where his thoughts were drifting.

He wouldn't tell anyone that at this moment, his thinking suddenly diverged, and he actually thought of the Kunlun Three Immortals that Ye Lingguan had mentioned!

Immortals and Buddhas will also have times when they are powerless!

At the beginning, when the news of the catastrophe in Suyang City reached Pinglan, Ye Sheng went to ask Ye Lingguan for advice on the Dragon Maiden, and he couldn't understand why the Three Immortals of Kunlun wanted to help Xiao Hong set up a poison plan to deal with the Dragon Maiden with such an extremely shameless method.

The dragon girl is at fault, Xiao Hong can take revenge, but there are thousands of ways to take revenge, why is this one?

Ye Lingguan did not answer Ye Sheng directly, he explained the matter from another direction.

At that time, Ye Sheng was reluctantly convinced, for the long-term plan of the human race, sometimes certain sacrifices were necessary.

The three immortals of Kunlun are highly respected, how can he question it?

However, at this time today, I suddenly heard Song Ci's words - the immortal Buddha will also have a time when he is powerless!

Ye Sheng suddenly couldn't control a thought: Since the Immortal Buddha is divine and powerless, this shows that they are not perfect, so is it ...... Will they make mistakes too?

As soon as the thought arises, it is like a hundred waves.

The tumbling waves crashed into Ye Sheng's heart, rumbling, as if they were going to smash all the invisible barriers he had been building.

Song Ciwan's side, the scales appeared, and a cloud of qi was collected suddenly: [Human desire, the idiocy, confusion, and surprise of the immortal cultivators in the late stage of quasi-Tianjiao-level qi refining, two catties and one tael, can be sold. 】

This time, the scales collected Ye Sheng's qi.

And Ye Sheng's qi is also very different from the description he gets here in Tiandi Weigh, and his qi has a prefix: quasi-Tianjiao level!

Ye Sheng's speed of movement did not decrease, he looked ahead, and he didn't look at Song Ciwan, but said in a very soft voice: "Brother Lu, you said that admitting powerlessness is also a kind of courage, so what happens after admitting it, do you want to accept your fate?" ”

Song Ciwan said: "Naturally not, but after admitting it, you and I can use a more peaceful gaze to take a look at the other protagonists of this world." ”

"At this time, the singing and dancing in the streets, the breeze at night, the grievances in the world, whether you and I are here or not, and whether you can participate in it or not, they should be there, and they will always be there. That General Guo just now, isn't she powerful? She's there too. ”

"Isn't the three-turn master mentioned by General Guo very remarkable? That one is also there. ”

"There are still a lot of people, the officers and soldiers of the City Patrol Division, the demon captains and demon exterminators of the Hanging Lantern Division, and many masters of the people...... They're all there, too. ”

"The world will not stop turning without you and me."

"Brother Ye, whether you are impatient or dazed, it is useless to blame yourself. Looking directly at you and my powerlessness, and then looking for another way out, it is a surprise to find it, and it is better to accept it calmly if you can't find it, so it is better than being depressed and painful? ”

"Look ......"

They walked through the streets, and at some point they came to a chaotic dumping of buildings.

In that sparse building, there was a scholar, holding a bucket pen, waving it in the air.

Glittering golden words flew out of the tip of his pen and landed in front of him into the ruins, where countless long-tailed demons landed on all fours, screaming and fleeing.

Apologize to my dear friends, the author has been a little uncomfortable in the past two days, resulting in less updates, and I will make up for it tomorrow.