hey demon

Chapter 505 Peeping into Heaven
In the endless void, a pair of illusory thunder eyes quietly opened, as if to have a panoramic view of the whole world.

"I want to see a glimpse of the secret."

Whispering softly, Zhang Chunyi aroused the power of the Thunder Eye Dao Seed.

The Thunder Eye is the eye of the sky, and it does have the power to spy on a ray of heaven, but it is actually more like a random ability. What can be seen and when can be seen, these are actually difficult for practitioners to control, but At this moment, with the rolling fortune accumulated by the red cloud burning, Zhang Chunyi got a glimpse of the secret in the dark.

"Is Yuan in Zhongzhou?"

All kinds of visions dissipated and returned to reality, with blood and tears in his eyes, recalling the blurred picture he saw before, Zhang Chunyi murmured softly.

This time he tried to spy on the secrets in order to find a suitable introduction for Wusheng to trigger the calamity. Transferring the calamity to Wusheng through the supernatural power of the robbery is just the beginning, and he still needs to find a suitable introduction to trigger it under controllable conditions. Calamity, walking so slowly can prevent calamity from getting out of control.

Just like a flood discharge, it can be poured down directly, or it can be released slowly in multiple times. The process is different, and the final result is also different.

"Central Province is indeed a choice. Although I transferred the calamity, it was originally with me. Once Wusheng starts to cross the calamity, and the distance is too close, it will still involve my body in all likelihood."

"Although there are more variables across the border, it is actually safer. I need to intervene as little as possible in this calamity."

As thoughts turned in his mind, Zhang Chunyi wiped away the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes. This was the price he paid for forcibly spying on the secrets of heaven.

In fact, if he hadn't possessed the Thunder Eye Dao Seed, he seemed to have some kind of authority, and the price he would have to pay would be far heavier than it is now.

"it's time."

Seeing a ray of mystery in the dark, he no longer hesitated, and the wind blew quickly, and Zhang Chunyi's figure disappeared instantly, and when he appeared again, he had already arrived at the border of southern Xinjiang.

Shrouded in darkness, there was no sky, only a few rays of aurora emitting light, and the figure was condensed. Looking at the scene under the extreme night, without any hesitation, Zhang Chunyi walked into the wind layer not far away.

Compared with the first time, Zhang Chunyi crossed the Gangfeng layer at a faster speed this time.

One step away, standing in the gang wind tunnel, looking at the middle earth in the distance, Zhang Chunyi had various thoughts floating in his mind.

Sensing Zhang Chunyi's complex mood, the Wusheng Sword shimmered and let out a deep sword cry.

Hearing the deep sword cry, Zhang Chun stretched out his hand and held Wusheng Jianwan in his hand.

"The future is uncertain, and fortune and misfortune are unpredictable. I have a pair of eyes, and I hope to help you see through this world of mortals."

Whispering softly, a little fluorescent light emerged from between Zhang Chunyi's brows and fell into Wusheng's body.

With the eyes of the mind, Zhang Chunyi's miraculousness, which was born after he practiced the sun refining method with a little success, can see the distracting thoughts of people's hearts clearly, but now Zhang Chunyi has stripped this miraculousness and endowed it with no life.

At this time, Wusheng itself has already fused his soul fragments, so he can easily accommodate this kind of supernatural power, because the two have the same root and origin.

At the same time, a low growl came from the throat, and the figure of the ghost mother emerged behind Heishan, stirring up the mist of the world of mortals, quietly covering up the lifeless energy.

Hum, the sword humming, bid farewell to Zhang Chunyi, no longer nostalgic, Wusheng raised his sword, followed the induction in the dark, passed through the wind layer, and broke into the vast land of Zhongzhou.

Covered by the mist of the world of mortals, the surveillance outside the Gangfeng layer did not discover its existence.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi was silent and watched Wusheng go away.

"Let's go."

After a long time, looking away, Zhang Chunyi turned and left.

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Time passed, and it was a month in a flash.

Body transformed into sword light, Wusheng seems to be wandering aimlessly. This month it has crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and has seen many scenes that it has never seen before, but there is actually no fluctuation in its heart. Until a certain moment, there was a kind of throbbing, and it felt a certain traction, which was the divergence of the miraculous power of Zhuan Jie's supernatural power.

"That direction..."

His eyes swept across, locked in a certain direction, his body turned into a sword light, and Wusheng went away with his sword.

On the border of Qingzhou, Moliang City, mass graves.

"You guys should be more nimble, and get out of this unlucky place as soon as possible. There have been a lot of evil things in these years."

As the cold wind blew by, the back felt chilly, a middle-aged man with a big mole at the corner of his mouth, monkey cheeks with a sharp mouth, and sallow skin urged him.

Hearing this, a few young men in green clothes hurriedly quickened their movements, and soon dug a big hole in the ground.

"Steward, dig it out."

Getting up from the pit, a young servant walked up to the middle-aged steward and said flatteringly.

Hearing this, he took a few glances, and the middle-aged steward nodded in satisfaction.

"Bury him in, that is, my son has a kind heart and doesn't want people to abandon his corpse in the wilderness. Otherwise, how can a mustard-like character like him receive such treatment."

Hearing this, several young servants hurriedly threw a corpse into it together. He was about [-] years old, his complexion was pale, and there were many whip marks all over his body. He seemed to have been beaten to death.

And just as the young servants were shoveling up the sand and preparing to bury him, there was a gloomy wind blowing in the forest, which suddenly made them concentrate.

"Is there really something dirty?"

Looking intently, I saw distorted shadows in the locust trees. Deng Shan felt an inexplicable chill in his heart. As the steward of the Deng family, he knew more than ordinary people, and it was precisely because of this that he was even more afraid. .

And just when everyone was afraid, a soft murmur quietly rang in their ears.

"Save...help me, I...don't want to die..."

The wind howled, and the murmur was intermittent, and everyone was terrified and inexplicable.

And at this moment, when he noticed something, his expression became stiff, and a boy standing by the pit slowly lowered his head.

"Ghost!"

Seeing his ankle being grabbed by a pale ghost's hand, and recalling some rumors he had heard before, the little servant let out a terrified exclamation, scrambling and running backward without caring much.

And this seemed to be a signal, and the rest of the people also let out an exclamation, dropped everything, turned around and ran away.

Oops, I fell a dog to eat shit, knocked out a tooth, and felt as if something was chasing after him, Deng Shan didn't dare to stop at all, even if his knees were bleeding, he didn't feel the pain at all, and fled desperately .

Soon, the few people ran away without a trace, leaving only a new grave that hadn't been covered and the faint murmur.

It was at this time, at a level that ordinary people could hardly peek, a bloody sword light came from the west, following the induction in the dark, it fell towards the mass grave.

(End of this chapter)