"Sister Youfei, my eyesight seems to have become stronger." Li Qingxian did not let go of this ready-made teacher.
After a while, Concubine Jiang You continued to turn sideways, with her back to Li Qingxian and said: "The tenth level establishes the Dantian, and the ninth level opens the spiritual eyes. You have obtained the thunder seed of the divine sky, and you have been strengthened by the Jiao Dan. I am afraid that you can only reach the ninth level in half a step."
, it is possible that the spiritual eyes have been opened, but they cannot be used all the time.”
"I've heard about spiritual eyes. Captain Zheng said that he is blind. Like most people, spiritual eyes only provide better vision. Only a very few people can obtain true spiritual eyes. What is your spiritual eye?"
Li Qingxian asked.
"My Dantian is a transparent sword body, and my spiritual eye is the 'Zhi Feng', which can detect the weaknesses of our enemies and ourselves."
Li Qingxian suddenly realized and said: "No wonder you were able to pierce through the joint defense of twelve fourth-level demon sects with one sword. Is it because of Zhi Feng?"
"Yeah." Jiang Youfei said.
"How to use spiritual eyes?" Li Qingxian asked.
"Keep your eyes open."
Li Qingxian took a deep breath, letting his thoughts stay on his eyes, and immediately felt the cool air flowing from the Thunder Dragon Fire Seal into his eyes.
The world before our eyes suddenly changed.
High in the sky, a golden dragon hovers in the sky, looking down on the world and overwhelming all realms.
His own eyes overlapped with the dragon's eyes, and the world changed dramatically.
The entire continent turned into strange air currents, flowing up the mountains and rushing through the earth, with different colors and different speeds.
Jiang Youfei turned around suddenly and was surprised to see Li Qingxian's red eyes, reflecting the blue sky and surrounded by auspicious clouds, and said hurriedly: "No, stop quickly!"
Li Qingxian blinked hurriedly and stopped his spiritual eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Youfei's eyes were complicated and she said: "It seems that you are indeed a genius in life cultivation. Your spiritual eyes may be the legendary 'seeing dragons'."
"Seeing a dragon..." Li Qingxian heard this for the first time.
"I'll teach you another Taoist technique to block visions. Hmm..." Jiang Youfei groaned and said, "Help me up."
Li Qingxian stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Youfei's arm.
Jiang Youfei leaned against the wall of the carriage, waved her right hand, and pen, ink, paper and inkstone appeared out of thin air. After finishing writing, she handed it to Li Qingxian and said: "This is the practice and use of the 'Watching Eye', which can cover up all spiritual vision phenomena.
Avoid being noticed by others. And... I can’t teach you anymore. If you teach again, you will be scolded by the master..."
Concubine Jiang You was sitting in the corner of the carriage, thin and small, her white clothes stained with blood, like a little girl who had been wronged.
"Thank you, Sister Youfei. I'll ask Uncle Zhou for the rest of the Taoism and Life Techniques. There must be many Night Guards." Li Qingxian smiled.
"There are some second- and third-rate Taoist skills among the Night Guards, but I'm afraid they don't have any life skills."
"I remembered that back then, the Destiny Sect united with the Grand Ancestor of the Qi Dynasty to collect the inheritance of destiny arts from all over the world and suppress the weak sects. The imperial destiny arts were all kept in the Qintian Prison. That was the territory of the Destiny Sect, so I might not be allowed to see it." Li Qingxian
road.
Jiang Youfei said with a stern face: "Qin Tian Jian is very unusual. It is covered by the aftertaste of thunder from the sky and the remnants of the magic array. Maybe he doesn't know the details. If you use Jian Long in the capital of gods, he will find out immediately."
"Severe consequences?" Li Qingxian asked.
Jiang Youfei nodded vigorously and said: "It is very likely that I will gouge out your eyes."
At this time, Zhou Hen's voice came from outside: "We've reached the edge of the magic array, be careful."
After a while, Li Qingxian felt a hot breath passing by, and goosebumps appeared on his body.
Jiang Youfei said: "This is the disease energy caused by the residual evil energy. It can make some invisible insects grow stronger and mutate. Remember to use magic power to cleanse your whole body."
"I won't..." Li Qingxian said.
Jiang Youfei gritted her teeth and had no choice but to write another "Huanshayi" spell and threw it to Li Qingxian: "This last time, I can't let the master know."
"Okay!" Li Qingxian smiled and picked up the Huanshayi spell. Just as he was about to look at it, thunder suddenly came from the distance.
"Kill me, the deputy minister of the Ministry of Punishment? Bury him with me!"
Everyone in the convoy looked towards the divine capital to the north in horror, and saw a giant purple-green hand a hundred feet long coming towards them, like a cloud falling from the sky.
The giant purple-green hand is covered with two layers of sun and moon light.
"It's over..." The surviving people were filled with despair.
In the carriage, Concubine Jiang You stood up suddenly and blocked Li Qingxian behind her.
The small body seems to be full of power.
The next moment, Jiang Youfei's body swayed, and Li Qingxian hurriedly reached out to hold her arms and waist.
Jiang Youfei fell softly into Li Qingxian's arms and whispered: "Run away quickly, it's the voice of the Minister of Punishment, a second-rank official..."
"Qin Shangshu, why do you need to be acquainted with juniors? They were just passing by. Those devil cubs were killed by God with open eyes." A clear voice sounded, and a flaming talisman sword climbed up from the capital of the gods, and then swooped down, carrying a long
The tail flames arrived first and pierced the giant purple hand, nailing it firmly to the ground.
Jiang Youfei leaned on Li Qingxian, breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "It's Mr. Wu Da, the head of the Daolu Academy, the Nine Talisman Sect. We are safe."
Li Qingxian carefully supported Jiang Youfei with his right hand, and opened the curtain with his left hand to look out.
I saw clouds rolling in the direction of the capital.
"Smelly cow nose, you dare to stop me?"
"You've already blocked it, and you still ask if you dare. How come there's so much nonsense?"
"Three days later, I will come to visit Daolu Academy!"
"oh."
"You...hum!"
Everyone in the convoy heaved a long sigh of relief.
Mr. Wu Da's voice sounded above the motorcade: "Zhou Chunfeng's favor is so precious..."
"Thank you, Mr. Wu Da." Jiang Youfei said.
It was quiet all around.
Li Qingxian said: "I will definitely thank Uncle Zhou when I get back. For you and me, he must have asked Mr. Wu Da to take charge early."
Jiang Youfei nodded.
"Well, I'm a little sleepy..." After Jiang Youfei finished speaking, she slowly lay down on the couch and closed her eyes.
Li Qingxian was startled and hurriedly put his hand under her nose. His breathing was weak but steady.
Still worried, he said: "Little Uncle Zhou, ask the Tianxiao sect if there is anyone who is proficient in medical skills. Check Sister Youfei's pulse. I'm afraid she is too seriously injured."
A woman in Taoist robes came in and took Concubine Jiang's pulse. She looked happy and said, "Although the saint's pulse is weak, she just lost too much blood and is not serious. The pill she took was extraordinary, not to mention the lightning at that time.
The fire seal protects the body and can be cured after resting for up to half a month."
"Then I'll be relieved." Li Qingxian breathed a sigh of relief.
The carriage went all the way back and was still on the road when the sun went down.
A trace of luck arrived as expected.
Back at Qingxiao Temple, the team avoided everyone, and Li Qingxian carried the sleeping Concubine Jiang You to the boudoir, where Sister Fang took care of her.
Li Qingxian went downstairs and saw Zhou Hen standing outside the small courtyard and said, "Uncle Zhou, come in and sit together."
Zhou Hen shook his head, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and continued to guard the courtyard gate.
Li Qingxian walked to the Luoyu Pavilion, looked at the white water waterfall falling along the moss-covered stone wall, and thought about the next path of cultivation.
After a while, Xiaoya hurried back, first went to the second floor, and after a while she walked to Luoyu Pavilion, bowed to Li Qingxian and saluted, and said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Li, it's not that I don't want to take care of the saint, it's the saint.