I have an eternal eye

Before we knew it, night fell.

The starlight and moonlight were obscured by thick fog, and the surroundings were pitch black. Only the howling cold wind and the occasional roar of unknown animals could be heard.

The firewood crackled and burned, and the fire flickered.

The copper kettle hanging over the fire was steaming.

This is a long-abandoned inn. Because no one has taken care of it, there are only ruins left.

Zhang Biao picked up the copper pot and saw that the God-awakening grass inside was pulpy, so he poured out a cup and handed it to Wang Xin, "Don't take the God-awakening grass for a long time, otherwise the five elements will interact with each other and aggravate your erysipelas. Just make tea."

Wang Xin took a sip and drank it, feeling the coolness similar to mint, and his confused brain regained consciousness a little. Looking at the scales on his arms, he said in despair: "Brother Biao, I have become a monster. If I meet my parents, they will be afraid." It would be even sadder.”

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Zhang Biao scolded: "The Huo Luo Sect has experimented on so many people, but you are the only one who managed to survive. You know what a great opportunity it is."

"The road to spiritual practice is inherently bumpy. Surviving in the cracks between heaven and earth, how can I not be a monster in the eyes of others?"

"Don't worry, as long as you can master the art of controlling demons, turn the blood meridians for your own use, and control yourself, the scales can be retracted."

"Continue and concentrate."

"The true nature of the soul is inherently lacking. A little bit of demonic nature is transferred to the Dantian. The art of controlling demons begins with controlling the spirit. The temple is made of empty light on the spiritual platform..."

Accompanied by his voice, Wang Xin closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, his breathing gradually became even, and he reached a state of meditation.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Biao nodded with satisfaction.

Ten miles away from the capital, it takes several hours to ride a horse.

But firstly, they had no horses, and secondly, Wang Xin wanted to get started as soon as possible and stabilize his body, so he only walked halfway.

Seeing that Wang Xin had entered meditation, Zhang Biao sat in front of the fire and took out several secret books and read them one by one.

This time it was a risk, but the reward was huge.

Among them, "Beast Control Sect Hieroglyphs" and "Beast Control Sect Techniques" are inheritances that the Huoluo Sect snatched from the Beast Control Sect. They tamed "monsters" as spiritual beasts and practiced magic with the help of their blood.

"The Blood-Controlling Demon Refining Technique of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect" and "The Demon Shadow Assassination Technique" come from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. They take the blood of monsters to transform themselves and practice.

Unlike his "Three Yang Sutra" Qi refining method which focuses on taking food, both methods place more emphasis on visualization.

Their spirit beasts and demon blood are like magic weapons in themselves. When they are powerful, they can feed back on themselves. However, the more powerful they are, the higher the risk of backlash. Therefore, they must constantly visualize and control.

Just like Wang Xin's current practice of "The Blood-Controlling Demon Refining Method of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect", he must visualize a temple in the sea of ​​consciousness, imprison the parasitic demon spirit in it, and continuously refine it.

These methods are of no use to him.

Firstly, it was still far behind compared with the "Three Yang Jing", and secondly, he already had the civet Yueying, so he still had to spare enough concentration to complete Xuanyang Zongfei's sword skills and control the sword spirit.

The only thing that can be used for reference is the "Demon Shadow Assassination Technique", which is a martial arts that combines magic and magic. It uses magic to appear and assassinate among thousands of armies.

Some of the explanations made him suddenly realize.

Many of the "Soul-Severing Knife" and "Soul-Chasing Hand" passed down from his family are very weird, and they have been improved over the years to become more powerful.

Thinking about it now, those were clearly meant to be used in conjunction with spells and flying swords. Although he had not yet found the Xuanyang Sect spells, they made him suddenly enlightened.

After all, it is a complete inheritance. Even if he does not practice it, it is still good to teach it to his relatives, friends and disciples.

As for "Explanation of Mountain and Sea Talisman Patterns", it is the most useful.

All kinds of weapon refining techniques are inseparable from "talisman" and "pattern".

"Character" represents the characteristics and direction of spiritual energy.

"Pattern" is the basis and origin of the technique.

For example, the ecstasy mirror is engraved with three yin talismans and charm patterns. The three yin talismans are the direction of spiritual energy, and the charm patterns represent the charm and trickery from evil ghosts.

This "Explanation of Mountain and Sea Talisman Patterns" is a secret book of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect. It is unknown how many sect inheritances have been stolen. It records many explanations of the talisman patterns. It is considered a treasure of the sect's weapon refiner.

After carefully putting the secret strategy away, Zhang Biao took out the wristband again, his spiritual eyes moved, and information came flooding in:

Invisible Hook Lock (Yellow Level 3)

1. The assassin's magical weapon from the Ten Thousand Demons Cult has a long history. The rope is made of iron-eating spider demon silk. It is extremely tough and can be controlled by blood and mind.

2. The iron hook of this magic weapon was damaged and left behind. The chief priest of the Fire Sect replaced it with the ominous black spear head. The incense is tempered with the divine power and can be attached to the magical fire.

3. In those ancient times, the assassins of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect caused countless panics with this magical weapon...

It’s actually a third-grade magic weapon!

Zhang Biao looked at the wrist guard and was really surprised.

Nuo Mian Jiang Liang is a magic weapon inherited by Fang Xiangzong. Although it is somewhat damaged and its grade has dropped, after being integrated with Nuo Mian and being subsequently upgraded, it is only at the fourth grade and already has many mysteries.

This wrist guard can reach the third level, mostly because of the ominous black spear head, which can advance to the third level.

He looked at the gun tip again.

The origin of this spear head is not simple either. It was originally a magic weapon in a secular temple, but later lost its spirituality in the Dharma-ending era. Because of its sharpness, He Lian Zhao used it with a spear shaft. It was stained with countless blood on the battlefield and was hidden in the general's tomb. Only then will he become the core of the evil force.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Biao immediately offered blood as a sacrifice, and then held it in his arms to infect and nourish it with true energy.

Perhaps after being tempered by the incense, the ferocious aura contained in the gun head had dissipated and there was no resistance.

In less than a stick of incense, the sacrifice is completed.

Zhang Biao put the wrist guard on his left wrist, circulated his Qi, and the gun head roared out and shot into the darkness.

It seems to have disappeared, but there is a transparent silk thread behind it connected to the wrist guard, which is controlled by true energy and floats quietly.

This silk thread is extremely thin and transparent. It is curled in the wrist guard and can be extended up to ten feet. However, the longer the distance it is shot, the more infuriating energy is consumed to control it freely.

Zhang Biao's heart moved, and the bloody phoenix fire suddenly spread along the spider thread, like a pillar of fire, illuminating the darkness ahead.

Whoosh!

With a flick of his wrist, the gun tip was immediately retracted.

The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

This invisible hook lock is really easy to use. Combined with the family's "Soul Hooking Rope" technique and the phoenix fire, it can not only improve your body skills, but it is also a powerful killing weapon, no less powerful than the Mo Wen Dao.

Arod is such a good person...

He had repeatedly warned the Huo Luo Sect, but the other party knew that many things had nothing to do with him, but still cooperated with the emperor and put the demon name on his head, and they did not show mercy.

Not all good intentions are reciprocated.

Especially various organizations, such as sects and countries, no matter what beliefs they profess, they will ultimately be driven by interests.

Zhang Biao has seen too many things like this, but he is inevitably a little unhappy.

At this moment, a lot of resentment dissipated.

After doing this, he took out two more things from the package.

Some mud tire fragments and a Fushou Gong tablet.

When the Huoluo Cult destroyed the clone of God Brahma, he also activated the divine technique: Divine Food, and stored all the divine power of the incense and incense of the clone in Nuo Mian Weisui.

There are a lot of them, enough to use the magic of entrustment.

Following the same lineage, there are four magical arts:

Divine food, royal god, forbidden god, cursed god.

Divine food is used to seize the divine power of incense. If you kill the mortal god, there is also a method to make it into an elixir.

As for the remaining three.

This Fushou Gong tablet can be used to control gods, capture secular gods and use them as slaves to manage caves, while banning gods is a method of banning gods.

Using divine power, it can be refined into a forbidden magic weapon.

The curse of gods is a curse specifically aimed at secular gods.

These fragments of Fushou Gong's clay body are filled with yin energy and resentment. They are the stuff of Nightmare Town and can be made into locust stones to cast spells.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao immediately polished the mud fragments into walnut-sized stone beads, carved the magic spell patterns on them, and then placed them in his hands.

At the same time, the Nuo noodles followed, and the power of the incense turned into green smoke, which continued to gather towards the stone beads.

In the darkness, the two practiced separately, and the bonfire crackled and burned until dawn...

………………

"We're almost there, Shilipo is ahead."

White mist covered the sky and the sun, and two figures slowly appeared on the loess official road. They were Zhang Biao and Wang Xin.

Wang Xin has always been uncomfortable with the scales on his body. Even if there is no one in the wilderness, he will wrap himself tightly with a black robe and hood.

Zhang Biao, on the other hand, was wearing a Nuo mask and his sight was not blocked by the thick fog.

Wang Xin couldn't see the distance, but he still looked up and said with some anxiety: "Brother Biao, will my parents still stay in Shilipo?"

Zhang Biao shook his head slightly, "Most of them have already left. The main purpose of our trip is to find out where they went in Huaizhou."

"Um."

Wang Xin nodded and followed Zhang Biao closely.

He finally started practicing yesterday. Although he has not completely controlled the blood meridians, he can ensure that he is awake most of the time by combining it with the Awakening Herb tea.

The two speeded up, and not long after they moved forward, Wang Xin suddenly raised his head, sniffed the air, frowned and said, "Brother Biao, it smells like blood."

"I smell it too."

Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked to the right side of the official road.

One of them has been transformed by the Shura Pill, and the other has reached the body-forging state, and his five senses are far beyond those of ordinary people.

Following the smell of blood, we didn't go far and found more than a dozen corpses in the haystacks beside the road.

These people were all tall and thick men, wearing military robes and holding sharp weapons. However, their bodies were twisted, as if they had been squeezed alive by a giant python. Their chests and pelvises were collapsed, their faces were bruised, and their eyes were protruding. They died in a miserable state.

"Probably died last night."

As a former head catcher, Zhang Biao could naturally tell the time of death at a glance, and said thoughtfully: "It doesn't look artificial. Could there be some basilisk nearby?"

Wang Xin took a step forward and picked up a token from the grass, with anger and madness rising in his eyes, "Brother Biao, it's... the Imperial Guard!"

"Calm down, stay calm!"

Zhang Biao scolded him, took the token and looked at it.

Wang Xin took a deep breath, looked around carefully, picked up another body, and said harshly: "I remember the birthmark on this man's face. It was he who knocked Brother Tie and I unconscious on Xiao Shen's orders."

"They must be helping the Dog Emperor to kidnap children. They don't want to cause panic in the capital, so they target the people in the suburbs."

Zhang Biao raised his head and looked into the distance, and said in a deep voice: "Let's hurry up, I'm afraid something will happen in Shilipo."

The two were very fast and soon reached the halfway point of the hillside.

At this time, there was deathly silence in Shilipo.

Most of the inns were empty, with tables, chairs and benches scattered across the street. There were baskets and pots scattered on the street, and the wind blew through the cracks in the wooden windows, making a whining sound.

In the thick fog, it looked like a dead city.

"It seems they are all gone..."

Zhang Biao shook his head slightly and took Wang Xin to the inn run by Uncle Yu Ziqing. They saw that it was covered with dust and the underground secret room was empty, leaving no clues.

Seeing that Wang Xin was a little disappointed, Zhang Biao smiled and said: "It's a good thing. Most of them left before the fog came. At least the road is safer."

Suddenly, they both turned their heads at the same time.

Only the sound of horse hooves and footsteps could be heard on the street outside, as well as laughter and shouts.

"Brother is good at magic!"

"Those hawks and dogs must be quite frightened!"

Zhang Biao and Wang Xin looked at each other, immediately jumped up, hid in the room on the second floor, and looked down through the window.

I saw a group of men coming shouting and yelling. They all looked fierce and did not look like good people. They were carrying large and small bags, and some were carrying half a fan of pork on their shoulders.

One of the young men, riding on a war horse, was surrounded and praised by everyone, but his eyes were sinister and there was no trace of joy.

Zhang Biao was a little surprised when he saw it.

He knew this person, it was the little thief named Tian Yue.

This guy also had some luck. He was killed when he entered the den of thieves, but he was the only one who escaped. He even became a disciple of Granny Shu and joined Yuzhen Mansion.

I heard that there was internal strife later, he was wanted by the court, and he fled the capital. It can be said that his fate was very good.

Why are you lingering here again?