Yi Yan fuses the magic and meaning captured by the soul into a spell. Although it is not a spell that has powerful lethality like the Sun Essence Fire, the mystery is not bad. The spell is called the Eye of the Body. This is the name Yi Yan himself named. The name is very ordinary, but in Yi Yan's mind, this spell can evolve.

Chen Picheng was not alone, but went toward a meeting of Guangdong and Fuzhou with a group of people. There were a few young people in this group, but Chen Picheng was the youngest. His appearance looked a bit different from ordinary people. In addition, he spoke and acted well, and did not look like a 14 or 15-year-old boy. No one in this group of people looked down upon or drove him.

Their group did not wear any special makeup. They were the most ordinary people in the world, so why should they dress up?

Along the way, they walked in the early morning and rested at sunset. If they could just meet a town, they would live in the town. If they couldn't, they would spend the night in the mountains.

On this day, they happened to be in the mountains and forests, and five people were sitting next to a pile of firewood. They all brought their own dry food. One of them was a young man named Wang Er. Although his name was not very good, he was really good at archery. After a long time he entered the mountain, he shot a pheasant and a fat rabbit out. The five people ate a pheasant and a rabbit with dry food.

"I went back to Zijing Mountain a few days ago and heard that Qisu was asking for fortune telling for others?" Wang Er said.

"Do you want money?" someone asked.

"No, don't want anything, but you have to line up." Wang Er said while roasting the pheasant in his hand.

"You didn't calculate?"

"No, what's the point? I'm born to be hard-working." Wang Er said.

"That's not necessarily. What we are doing now is beheading, but maybe one day we can sit in the yamen that faces south."

"Yes, haha, that's all right, just listen to it. Let's write to that, you can't even eat."

"It's nothing to believe in. Even the leader specially invited him to come here to ask if he could succeed. Four-eyed eyes, you have spoken to the Qiguan, how about it? Is it God or not?" The four-eyed eyes he said were Chen Picheng. When Chen Picheng heard others ask him, he looked up and said, "He, I can't explain clearly, I dare not look at him more."

"Haha, four-eyed kid, you're a little tender. If I saw him, I'd like to make a bet with him."

"What are you betting on?"

"I asked him to calculate what I will do tomorrow, and then I will do it in reverse to see if he calculated correctly or not. This accuracy can ruin his reputation."

"If it were that easy, how could he gain a foothold in the mountains."

This is what they talked about, and Yi Yan listened to it in his heart.

After several days, they did not mention the killing of Lin Zexu at all. Yi Yan thought they didn't know at all, and they came to an intersection, took out the array flag from the bag, and started to set up the array along the way.

Yi Yan is not proficient in formations and does not know what formation it is.

In the God-worshiping Church, both Yang Xiuqing and Xiao Chaogui all have strong divine power of faith, but they are definitely not very proficient in formations. Yi Yan even thought that they had only a little understanding of practice.

From there, they set up formations every time they arrived at an intersection. Five people set up a total of five, and each had a set of baggage.

Their magic array looks very simple. One array plate is buried in the middle of the road. There is a small flag on the array plate buried with soil together, and the other four small flags are buried in the soil in four directions.

This looks very simple and can even be called rough.

After they buried them, they returned to Zijing Mountain in Guangxi, but Yi Yan did not follow them back. He was thinking in his heart, were there many people ordered to set up such formations at various intersections?

In a blink of an eye, it had been nearly half a month since Yi Yan was here. Nothing happened at each intersection.

Lin Zexu has a heavenly eye, but how could he fall into those formations when he sees Yin and Yang Heaven and Earth?

Suddenly one day, Yi Yan was in meditation and used his soul to communicate with the world. A strong throbbing suddenly surged in his heart, as if something was about to happen somewhere.

He has been thinking about Lin Zexu these days, and at this time he felt throbbing in his heart, and he immediately thought of Lin Zexu.

He quickly walked towards the direction he was thinking in his heart, because he couldn't walk fast with Yi An. After about a day of walking, the heaven and earth ahead turned into yin and yang colors, but it disappeared soon.

He stopped and Lin Zexu died.

In this wind, everything in this nothingness shows that Lin Zexu died and died ahead.

Yi Yan finally didn't decide whether to report the news, nor did he worry about whether to save Lin Zexu when he saw that he was in trouble, because he was already dead.

He was once such a noble person. When Yi Yan was still in his hometown, people in his hometown talked about him in a tone of high ambitions. After Yi Yan embarked on the path of cultivation, he realized that Lin Zexu was still so high in the world of cultivation, looking down at all living beings.

But he is dead now.

Who killed it?

Killed by Wang Su.

This is what Yi Yan knew when he was worshiping Lin Zexu from afar in Fuzhou.

No one knew why Wang Su killed Lin Zexu, and Yi Yan didn't know. He used to vaguely think that Wang Su was hiding something. He must have a secret, but he never thought that he would kill Lin Zexu.

The name of the swordsman Wang Su in Mobei sounded in the mouths of the monks in the world, but no one knew what he was from. The only thing he knew was that he came from Mobei and from the vast desert. He was like that endless yellow sand. Everyone knew it, but no one knew it.

Where has Wang Su gone?

No one said that, and the first feeling in people's hearts was that he should have returned to the north of Mo and returned to the depths of the vast desert. Yi Yan also thought so.

No matter how shocking the person was, he was just a tomb after his death. The world is still performing various dramas, and some people will take over the position of the dead.

Yi Yan suddenly returned to Guangzhou City and broke the disappeared King Rong shrine. He saw a piece of gold paper suppressing under the seat of the divine tablet. The gold paper melted like ice when it was exposed in the void.

In Yi Yan's opinion, no matter whether the old man was talking about it was true or not, whether the two old men sealed in the city gate had done many evil things, they had been sealed for so long, and King Rong had no idea how long they had disappeared, so they should be free, at least they should not die in the seal.

He would rather die in struggle than wait for a miracle after giving up. This is what Yi Yan thought recently, so at this moment when the world is about to die, he is willing to help others.

Freedom is the most sacred thing in his heart that cannot be given up, so he is willing to let those two old men go.

The moment he released the two old men, the sky above Guangzhou City was filled with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and then the heavy rain fell, pouring the vendors on the street who were not as good as packing things.

Yi Yan felt the faint resentment of the two old men from the rain, but they just started venting this rain. Then they disappeared.

However, when the ** was dissipated, a drop of rain fell on Yi Yan's eyebrows. In an instant, a vast aura spread out in Yi Yan's meaning. Yi Yan, who raised his head, entered a mysterious feeling.

His soul spread with the wind and spread throughout the entire Guangzhou city. The entire Guangzhou city was in his heart. The people in the city, the things in the city, and those breaths gathered together, like the wind and waves of the sea.

In this moment, his soul turned into the sea, setting off a wave of present in nothingness. After a roll of waves, it was already several years ago. With another roar, he saw the past of Guangzhou City.

He saw the battle in Guangzhou City in the past, and the surging and shining magic light surged towards him.

The waves roared, and he saw the boundless flames of artillery fire, which was the future of Guangzhou City.

At this moment, Yi Yan's consciousness was no longer controlled by himself. It was like a small boat entering the sea. The boat was still his, but it was already a wind and wave.

He was trapped in yin and yang time and space.

It was too late to wake up, so I could only work hard to stick to my consciousness and not dissipate.

It seemed as if thunder fell in consciousness, bright and terrifying.

The sharp roar in time is like a knife cutting.

I don’t know how long it took, but Yi Yan thought his consciousness was about to dissipate, and everything disappeared in an instant.

The fourth catastrophe, Yi Yan passed it over like this.

He only felt that his soul was invisibly fading even more invisibly. If the world was an ocean, then the soul at this time had become a transparent water color and almost merged into the world.

The big banyan tree in front of me has withered and flourished. Even if this Rong King was once so brilliant, he should have disappeared at this time.

Yi An next to him was looking up at him. She didn't understand what happened to Yi Yan just now, but Yi Yan had already wandered on the verge of life and death.

All the emotions accumulated over the past few days disappeared at this moment, and his soul became more and more transparent.

"Let's go, we will go back to Zijing Mountain. It won't take long before we can go home." Yi Yan lowered his head and said to Yi An.

His daring to go home means that he is not afraid of facing the Heavenly Court on Earth.
Chapter completed!