Looking at the rivers and mountains, Song Ciwan was consolidating his breakthrough.

And in Pinglan City, there is a battle that is not known to outsiders, but it has been going on all along.

This is the contest between the Phantom City and the human world, or the contest between righteousness and evil, the contest between anger and death, and the contest between vitality and underworld.

Upstairs in Dingbo, Ye Lingguan held a chess piece.

In front of him was a chessboard, on which the black and white men were fighting.

But strangely, there was no one on the other side of him.

He seemed to be playing against someone, but the person he was playing against was nowhere to be seen.

It was as if there was an invisible hand that had fallen on the chessboard in front of him.

Ye Lingguan held Bai Zi's hand and quickly followed, snatching the qi eye and expanding the territory.

Obviously, his chess style is fierce and sharp, which does not match his usual high-level image of being light and breezy.

And on the other side of him, the invisible black-holding man, his chess style is even more fierce and radical.

The two sides come and go, do not give in to each other, and in the fight, the chess game falls into a stalemate.

On Ye Lingguan's side, there was a young girl kneeling, this one was Ye Lingguan's only female disciple, Ji Qingfeng, who was called Senior Sister by Ye Sheng.

Although Ji Qingfeng is a senior sister, she has a young face.

She knelt beside Ye Lingguan, while carefully observing 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, if there is white, there must be black, and if there is good in the world, there must be evil...... In this way, is the struggle between good and evil endless? ”

Ye Lingguan replied while fighting fiercely with the sunspot opposite: "If there is no evil, how can you know the righteous?" If there is no black, how can we know white? If there is yang in the natural world, there must be yin, otherwise the scorching sun will not be able to live in the world, and how can people in the world still have a way to live? ”

"Qingfeng, just can't be long, you probably understand?"

Ji Qingfeng blinked, pointed to Ye Lingguan's chess path in front of him and said, "Then Master, are you going to suppress the sunspot in one go?" ”

Ye Lingguan's fierce chess move was like a tiger out of the box, and with Ji Qingfeng's finger, he suddenly took a vertical leap and intercepted a big dragon on the other side, devouring it in an instant.

Ye Lingguan threw down a chess piece, stroked his short beard and smiled: "Good apprentice, you are right!" Isn't it just right for you to respect me, but you have taken a breath of energy, suppressing black with white, and suppressing evil with good? ”

At this moment, the sun on earth shone brightly.

Outside the Dingbo Building, the rivers and mountains are cloudless, and on the Hengshui River, there are no waves.

In fact, this is also part of the invisible contest.

Sometimes, it's impossible for someone who isn't in the game to understand the contest.

No, even if you are in the game, there will still be too many people who can't understand it.

Phantom City and Pinglan City are actually two sides of the same coin, and the existence of Phantom City is born next to Pinglan City.

If everyone in Pinglan City is clear and free from distractions, then the Phantom Netherworld City will also be infinitely weakened, until the Netherworld Spring no longer has the ability to erupt, and the Phantom Netherworld City will no longer be opened.

However, but, is this possible?

The human heart is the most complex thing in this world, if we want to make everyone's heart clear, how can that person be called "human" again, isn't everyone going to become a fairy Buddha, the most virtuous and holy?

However, the saints still have hatred, and the Buddhists also have angry eyes, and it is really self-deception to expect the gods to be heartless and ruthless.

It is even more inconceivable to expect mortals to be heartless and ruthless.

Pinglan City and Phantom Netherworld, the 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 eliminate anyone.

However, although it is not possible to completely eliminate either side, it is clearly feasible for the east wind to prevail over the west wind.

The sun is up, it's dawn.

Outside Pinglan City, among the distant mountains, a fox demon in a sackcloth robe stood in the green shadow of the mountain, looking into the distance.

The gentle mountain wind blew his clothes fluttering, and his voice was gentle and calm: "The big Zhou, eighty-one counties, is really too big." There are endless talents in the world, and now Pinglan City has survived this catastrophe safely, which is not accidental, but inevitable. ”

Behind him, there was a shrill voice with a weird laugh, and he grinned: "Childe's intention, after all, the plan can't be implemented?" ”

Tu Shan Keji was not in a hurry and said: "The time has not come, how can you plan?" It's just a wait-and-see. Pheasant, don't you want to get carried away? ”

The pheasant demon whispered, "How dare the little demon? Hee-hee-hee-hee......"

The laughter echoed in the mountain wind, making Tu Shan Katsuji frown slightly.

Looking at the rivers and mountains, Song Ciwan broke through from the middle stage of Qi cultivation to the late stage of Qi refining, and then she breathed for several hours, and when she woke up from the meditation again, she saw the sky shining outside the cave, and when she raised her eyes, it was already sunset!

It turned out that this one was consolidated, and she consumed a whole day.

However, this is nothing, compared to the usual exchange of cultivation time, often a practice is several years, and this daytime is simply negligible.

But Song Ciwan still walked to the outside of the cave, stood on the mountainside, and quietly enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the sunset.

This breakthrough made her heart gain an extraordinary peace.

All kinds of previous strange experiences have turned into engraved old prints at this time, they must exist and have a far-reaching influence, but they seem to have nothing to do with the late Song Dynasty at this time.

One piece and one relaxation, the way of civil and military.

Song Ciwan needed this tranquility to precipitate.

She was even a little lazy, and she missed the big white goose a little.

Perhaps, the big white goose at this time is also missing her, right?

Song Ciwan decided to spend a while on Wangjiang Mountain.

She has gained a lot this time, even if she sells it for ten days and a half in a row, with the opportunity to sell ten times a day on the scale, it is impossible for her to sell the inventory in the scale easily.

That being the case, it's not much fun to go out and wander around the city.

It's better to take this opportunity to improve herself first, in case there is really a spiritual treasure born, she will have more confidence to fight.

In this way, Song Ciwan watched the sunset, and waited until the sun completely set, and then she returned to the cave again.

This time, Song Ciwan did not cultivate, but sold something leisurely.

What she sold was the Qi that she had obtained from Ye Sheng before!

[You sold human desire, the idiot, sorrow, and surprise of the immortal cultivators in the late stage of quasi-Tianjiao-level qi refining, two catties and one tael, and obtained the thirty-six laws of Tiangang, calling for wind and rain, the first layer. 】

Tiangang Thirty-six Laws!

In an instant, infinite mystical formulas poured down from nothingness, the heavens and the earth changed, the wind and clouds converged, all of them turned into chain-like images, pouring into Song Ciwan's heart.

Her whole soul, her thoughts, and her thoughts were all immersed in it, and suddenly she didn't know how much time had passed.

Until sunset and moonrise, the sky is full of stars.