Chapter 601 The Power of the Sky
Among the Taoist gods in China, there are many gods with the third eye, such as Lei Zu, Wang Lingguan, and Ma Wang Ye.
But the most famous one must be Erlang Zhenjun.
Legend has it that Erlang Shen's heavenly eye has two supernatural powers. One is that he can see through all false changes, and even Sun Wukong's seventy-two transformations are seen through.
The second is to shoot out a golden light, breaking through the clouds and the sky, chasing the wind and lightning, and easily penetrate the gold and iron and explode the mountains.
If Wang Lingguan's heavenly eyes focus on fire and burning all the sinful heavenly fire in the world, Erlang Shen's heavenly eyes focus on seeing through changes and destructive power.
Zhang Jiuyang's eyebrows were warm, as if there was a small sun hiding, illuminating the spiritual platform of the sea of consciousness.
He felt that his soul had become much stronger again, as if he had opened up some kind of secret treasure, which was unpredictable and could only be understood but not expressed in words.
The visualization picture originated from him. Zhang Jiuyang instantly opened the sky eye that Shao Yun had worked hard to open, and the power must be above his disciples, and he can fully understand the true king.
It was this power that came too suddenly, and his pupil power surged like waves, which made him feel dizzy for a moment.
It’s not because of the injury, but because the soul soared too much in an instant, causing the brain to be a little overloaded.
Plop!
The golden light that penetrated the world gradually dissipated, Shao Yun jumped out of the bottom of the lake, and the water droplets on his body turned into mist and dissipated.
He was wearing a mysterious robe and holding a three-pointed two-edged gun. His figure seemed to be wide open again, his heroic posture was ethereal, and the sky eyes at the center of his eyebrows were emitting glow, and he blinked gently to clearly express his emotions.
When she saw the master's pale face, his slightly staggering figure, and his fingertips soaked in blood, Shao Yun's eyes suddenly showed an unconcealed touch.
He lost his mother and father since childhood. Except for uncle mute, only his master treated him so sincerely.
With the master's ability, he can be unharmed even when he breaks into a dragon's pond and tiger's den. He can come and go freely in the palace, no one can stop him, and no one can hurt him.
But now, in order to help him practice, he is injured.
Tomorrow is the time when the Luotian Festival is held...
He knelt down, with a shame on his face and said, "Master, I'm sorry, I..."
"stand up."
Zhang Jiuyang looked at him quietly, making a sound.
"There is gold under the knees of men, not to mention that you are His descendant now. Even if the Emperor of Heaven does not kneel, don't lose His style."
Shao Yun suddenly raised his head, his eyes bright and his expression was sensational.
"yes!!"
He could feel the master's respect and love for the visualization picture, but even so, the master gave the visualization picture to himself.
This feeling of trust has made him very cherished by wandering since childhood.
The only thing he could do was not let down his master or the god named Erlang Zhenjun in the visualization picture.
"Now, I will give you a task."
Zhang Jiuyang sent the children in his arms back to the room and let them sleep soundly beside Yue Ling. Then he walked out the door and said to Shao Yun, Ali and Ao Ya, "Protect them, and no one is allowed to enter until I come back. This room."
"If there is an attack, no matter who it is, kill it on the spot!!"
Shao Yun's eyes were resolute and decisive: "The disciple must protect his master's wife and children to the death!"
He was guarding outside the house, while Ali and Ao Ya were guarding inside the house, ensuring that there was no negligence.
Zhang Jiuyang nodded slightly, and then opened his eyes between his eyebrows.
His sky eye has undergone obvious changes. Before, the fire eyes were like torches, burning with raging spirit and domineeringness.
Now the sky eye is filled with a sacred and solemn meaning, with a faint golden light flowing. If you observe carefully, you will find that there are two pupils in it.
The innermost layer was burning like a flame, while the outer layer was as bright as a sun ring, dazzling as a golden light.
Even the sun ring was still rotating slightly, like the trajectory of the circumference of the stars in the sky, containing indescribable mystery.
Seeing that eye, Shao Yun's sky eye suddenly shrank, and a sense of surprise appeared.
For some reason, he actually felt a very familiar feeling. Looking at the master's sky eyes, he suddenly felt a sense of intimacy and an inexplicable awe.
The slightest complacency he had just developed for cultivating the heavenly eyes was gone at this moment.
Compared with his master, he is still far behind.
Zhang Jiuyang looked at the void with his heavenly eyes, as if he was looking for something. His eyes not only ran through the world, but also seemed to see the separation of yin and yang outside the void.
After a while, his eyes lit up slightly.
"Finished."
Shao Yun was stunned. What did he find?
Why can't he see it?
Before he could think about it, the Emperor Bell rang in his ears, as if it was sounding from a faraway place, and as if it was close to him. The next moment, the figure of the master had disappeared.
He immediately cheered up and stared at the sky eyes tightly around him, not letting go of any corner.
What the Master has told me must be done!
Except for Master, anyone who wants to step into this door must step through his body!
...
Where yin and yang meet, between life and death.
This is the junction between the underworld and the world, a corner forgotten by the world, with a dead silence and no vitality.
Everything is black, white and gray. Anyone who comes in seems to lose his own color.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Mountains die, water dies, and people die.
Only the legendary ghost soldiers, ghost generals, gods, Buddhas, immortals and demons can step into here freely.
Suddenly, ripples appeared in the surrounding void, and then a figure appeared here.
He seemed to have lost his color, but the eye at the middle of his eyebrows was still bright and the flames were not extinguished.
As he looked at it, the world seemed to have color.
The eyes were empty, but Zhang Jiuyang smiled coldly.
"Play illusion?"
The sky eyes between the eyebrows were shining brightly, the two pupils were rotating continuously, and the surrounding heaven and earth were also twisted.
The mountains are sunken, the water is flowing backwards, and the world seems to have been turned upside down.
After everything turned upside down, the mountains were still mountains and water, but the world changed completely differently.
Three figures appeared in front of Zhang Jiuyang's eyes, and he used the formation as the three talents to trap a woman.
There was a small and exquisite jade seal on the woman's head, engraved with four ancient characters, Yousheng Bao Seal, and a strand of divine power was sprinkled around her.
At the same time, there are golden lights of merit shining on her body.
But the three figures remained unmoved. Each of them had white hair, and their hair was even hanging to their feet. The clothes on their bodies were torn and ragged, shaped like savages, and their wrinkled faces had long been soaked in time.
Zhang Jiuyang was stunned.
It turned out to be three hidden and assassinated practices that they had lived for many years. Each of them had six realms of cultivation, but they all reached the end of their lives.
The three of them seemed to have an innate tacit understanding. With their joint efforts, even the Yin God Earth God, which is of high status, has almost no power to fight back, and can only watch their divine power be blocked little by little.
"My benefactor!"
"Shi Zhang Tian!!"
The moment Zhang Jiuyang appeared, Yousheng was overjoyed in his eyes and shouted for help.
The three of them didn't care at all, as if they were a stone or a mustard of grass.
"Empress Yousheng, don't waste your time. The great formation of confusing the world that was created by the three of us is beyond the Heavenly Lord."
"Oh, the world is becoming more and more declining now. A boy who is still young can afford to be a master of the Heavenly Master-"
Before he could finish his words, a terrible golden light instantly pierced his heart, and the flesh and blood in his heart turned black, and wisps of black smoke rose.
"The world is indeed declining now, and no old thing dares to jump out."
Zhang Jiuyang smiled faintly, looking at the slowly falling corpse, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"I'm so old, I don't know how to prepare a coffin for myself."
"No, you'll die if you accidentally."
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