If Xue Qing heard Ping'an's true inner thoughts, she would definitely beat it up.

It's so hateful.

The scariest thing in the world is not that you don't work hard, but that people who are more talented than you work a hundred times harder than you.

How can you catch up with this?

Knowing that Ping An had made a decision, Yu Shan no longer persuaded him.

It is not dictatorial, and many things are left to Ping An to decide, and its method of education, corrected in due course, has proven to be very successful.

At least Yu Shan is very satisfied with Ping'an's achievements now, he is only nine years old and is already in the second spirit realm, and when he is thirty years old, he may have hope to reach the sixth spirit center!

Soon, the departure date was agreed, and Xue Qing also specially asked someone to tell Ping An some attention details, and then Ping An followed the other two teammates and embarked on the journey under the leadership of the school teacher.

In this battle, the time of the competition is in the Holy Castle, and it will be presided over by the Red Saint himself.

As the founder of the spiritual system, the Red Sage has a very high status in the world and is known as the Sage, which can be imagined.

Along the way, Ping An's two teammates, Song Yu and Xuan Yangle, were unwilling to deal with Ping An, both of them were much bigger than Ping An, especially in the realm, and they threw Ping An more than one street.

Ping An was not angry about this, and just sat on the side alone, carrying out his own wonderful work in his mind.

Philosophical Debate Assembly.

In the past two years, in order to make progress in the debate, Ping An has used magic to split his consciousness into two and debated in his mind.

Today's topic is the distinction between good and evil, and peace has been studying the topic of human nature for a long time.

In its own world, Ping An lives more wonderfully than anyone else.

It's a bit similar to schizophrenia, but the only difference is that Ping An can cure its schizophrenia at any time.

In its mind, two villains were arguing fiercely, one black and one white, both in the appearance of small-toothed finch, very petite and slightly ugly.

But in a peaceful world, there is no limit to beauty and ugliness.

"Doing good deeds can make life better, you must not retaliate for what others do to you, the best way is to convince people with virtue!"

The good villains said righteously, arguing about the incident when Ping An was humiliated and ridiculed when he was in school.

At that time, Ping An almost went astray and launched a killing, but fortunately, Yushan stopped it in time.

Hearing this, Ping'an's brows furrowed slightly, obviously, it didn't agree with what the good villain said.

Then, the evil villain, who saw the pitch black as ink, couldn't help it, and sneered: "Yide complains, how can I be honest? I'm not their father, why should I get used to them?"

Ping An nodded approvingly, especially when he still had a huge advantage in strength, why should he let them?

The villain who knows the kindness has a compassionate appearance, and sighed: "No one is at fault, if it is just because of a small mistake of the other party, he wipes the life of others, what is the difference between it and the devil?"

Ping An fell into deep thought, back then, if it wasn't for his father's persuasion, it would be difficult for it to guarantee that it would not be addicted to killing, and when it encountered someone mocking it later, it would start killing.

That kind of self is obviously not what my father wants to see.

The evil villain stood up again and retorted, "If, according to what you say, you accidentally gave me a knife, should I be magnanimous to forgive it? because it was careless, so I should give it a chance? Even if the knife almost caused me to die?"

The debate between the good and the evil villains reached an extremely heated stage, and Ping An was like a bystander, listening to their respective reasoning, occasionally nodding his head.

This is a process of cleansing the mind, and it is also a process of spiritual practice.

Unconsciously, the peaceful mind becomes more and more pure.

Every time we discuss, we weed out some useless impurities.

Outside Jupiter, Yang Shou also gradually discovered this, and he didn't expect that something that was originally philosophical would actually be studied by Ping An to practice the soul.

"This cultivation method is not about the soul, but about the mind, or ...... Dao Heart. ”

Yang Shou muttered, the concept of Dao Heart has long been proposed in the Flood Desolate World, but all the strong people of Tianzun are all those who have a firm Dao heart and cannot be changed.

But when it comes to the practice of the Dao Heart, few people have come up with a systematic approach, and the only consensus is that the more setbacks and tribulations you experience, the more determined the Dao Heart will become.

At the beginning, the fossil formation steps on the Creation Mountain were a magic weapon to test the Dao Heart and improve the Dao Heart.

The cultivation of the Dao Heart can only be regarded as an unexpected gain, and what Yang Shou cares more about is that he ended this competition safely, became famous all over the world, and then began to study the spiritual light.

Regarding the inheritance of that light, it is the most important thing, and there may be an eighth-level cultivation method!

"But this time, it may have been a bit of a surprise. ”

Yang Shou glanced at the rest of the city and saw the direction of Tianxuan City, where a little girl from the Spirit Butterfly Clan had also embarked on a journey to the Holy Castle.

Fort St.

Ling Xuege is still studying her farming career, and the fourteen-year competition will be presided over by Xiaohong, who is the world's respected Red Sage.

Of course, the real Xiaohong had already been reincarnated, and the current Red Saint of the Holy Castle was just a stand-in created by Ling Xue Ge using spells.

The ones who are really in charge of this battle for the seven cities are still Xiaohong's eight sons, who are in charge.

Today's Eight Great Beings are already very low-key, and the identity and dignity of the Eight Great Ancestors have long been lost by them.

By Ling Xuege's side, because they were very well-behaved, and because of Xiaohong's military dissolution, the seal that restricted them had long since disappeared.

But they didn't dare to run away at all, and they didn't want to run away, for the simple reason that they found ...... The sky race has long since turned its back on the glory of its ancestors, and has gradually merged with the land race, and has long forgotten the existence of the nine ancestors.

In the current world, there is only one Red Saint!

If they leave the Holy Fort, they will be left homeless.

Over the years, they have also cultivated to the Sixth Spirit Pivot Realm one after another, and the realm is quite profound, and the strongest of them is a footless bird, and it is even about to surpass Ling Xue Ge.

But it didn't dare to rebel, and before Xiaohong Bing dismissed, considering the eight rebels, he gave Ling Xue Ge a lot of means to sanction them.

Of course, the kind Aunt Ling never used these methods against them, mainly because they behaved too well.

Let the seeds be sown, let the presiding over the battle be presiding over the battle, and there will be no refusal at all.

After all the Tianjiao of the Seven Cities arrived, after the ceremonial meeting with the Red Saint Statue, they were arranged by their respective players to draw lots to select the round.

In this competition, each city sent three people to participate, the lowest realm was the fourth Lingshu, and a few Tianjiao reached the fifth Lingshu.

Among them, Tianxuan City and Shaking Light City each have a powerhouse of the Fifth Spirit Pivot Realm, and they are regarded as the favorites to win the championship this time.

Tianji City is the weakest, in fact, according to the original strength, Tianji City should be ranked in the middle, but because of the addition of Ping'an, the average level has plummeted.

"This time, I don't have high expectations of you, just don't be the last one!"

Ouyang Xu, the teacher who led the team, said coldly, after the city lord chose Ping An to join, it refuted it several times, but in the end, the city lord was dictatorial and set this quota.

After seeing the other cities in the Holy Castle and seeing them full of talent, it was already desperate.

After a few words to Song Yu, Xuanle, and Yu Ping'an, it ...... I didn't even take the team with me, I simply told them the rules, and left.

It's rare to visit the Holy Fort, the most prosperous place in the world, which has no intention of victory, but only wants to love the mountains and rivers...... Ahem, play around.

Xuanyang Le and Song Yu looked at each other, they didn't expect that after bringing them here, the teacher left directly.

"It's all you, see you the teacher away!"

Song Yu snorted coldly and glared at Ping An viciously.

Ping'an glanced at it slightly, but ignored it.

In its hand, it holds the results of the draw just now.

This time, the competition changed from the previous way and actually chose the ring competition system.

That is to say, choose the way of attacking and defending, each person has a chance to attack, if it is successful, then become the champion, and start defending until it is successfully attacked and eliminated.

There are a total of seven cities, twenty-one people, each of whom drew lots, but the other lots are not counted, and the only one that is counted is the number one lot.

No. 1 sign, the first to go to the ring, accept the challenge of those who come behind!

Ping An looked down at the number "one" written on the sign and was silent.

"That's fine, it's over sooner. ”

Ping An thought silently, I really don't know whether to call it bad luck or too lucky.

It glanced at the rest of the team, a group of disabled people, fighting five scumbags, none of them were its opponents.

With good luck, the day should be over, Ping An thought.

The battle of the Seven Cities is held once every fourteen years, and each time it takes seven days to compete, which is a long time, and the competition system is not a ring system, which is very unfriendly to the contestants.

"What number of lots did you draw?"

After Song Yu finished glaring at Ping'an, he looked at Xuanyanle and began to discuss the tactics this time.

"Since it's a ring match, then we'll keep our strength, your strength is not much different from mine, and then we will see who is suitable to play and then make a decision. ”

After discovering that Xuanyangle was not the No. 1 sign, Song Yu and the two discussed tactics and completely ignored the nine-year-old Ping'an.

Ping An didn't even look at them, turned around and left, and returned to his house.

Only the weak, need to discuss tactics.

And the strong ones are all pushing sideways all the way, anyway, they are the number one position, and Song Yu and Xuanle have no chance to play.

Although the format doesn't prohibit people from the same city from attacking, these two people won't be mad enough to do something to it, right?

Besides, even if you do something to it, you don't care about peace.

"What is beautiful and what is ugly?"

Ping An silently thought in his heart, in today's contestant meeting in the major cities, it met a person, the girl of the Spirit Butterfly Clan who didn't see her last face.

The slim and stunning, dusty and amazing, is the focus of the whole team in Tianxuan City.