Yi Yan left Wu Han's house and wanted to set a fire to burn it.

There must be quite a few souls in this house. The girl who served tea was a ghost baby fed with human essence and blood. However, the whole village still looked very peaceful, and I don’t know where the witch man came from to fend the ghost baby with so much blood food.

If the ghost baby is mature, it can walk between yin and yang, which is extremely mysterious. Unfortunately, the witch man has become accused of Yi Yan before he has developed it, and his body is destroyed by Yi Yan's sword containing the divine will of the emperor.

The magic technique of "The Divine Will of the Emperor" is a unique magic technique for Yi Yan. This magic technique changes its power with the will of the person who casts the magic.

If we just use a plain and inactive intention to exert the "Emperor God's divine will", then the power displayed by this magic at that moment is only the most basic divine will contained in the divine power. Divine power comes from faith, and faith comes from people in the Zijing Mountains in Guangxi. The doctrine of worshipping the God Church makes people full of resentment and anger towards the Qing Dynasty, and they always want to overthrow the Qing Dynasty's rule.

Therefore, this divine will is full of tyranny and destructive aggression, so the seemingly simple divine art is extremely powerful, and it destroys a person's will. Although, Yi Yan washed away the resentment towards the Qing Dynasty that appeared with the formation of the sky bar and the gathering of divine power, making the divine power much gentler and cooling down the boiling divine power.

However, this magic technique was truly mastered by Yi Yan. In addition to the basic power of this magic technique, the one that really used to destroy the mind and consciousness of the person who received the art is Yi Yan's will. Among them, the divine will of the emperor and God has been replaced by Yi Yan's own divine will.

After walking out of Wu Han's home, he asked the villagers where there was a doctor who could cure the disease. The other party pointed to the south and said that there was a doctor in the county. This was just a village next to Yongfeng County. Yi Yan thought about it and went to Yongfeng County.

As he walked, suddenly, he felt something abnormal in his ears, and the sound he heard was much weaker than usual. He stood for a while and listened to his feelings.

His face was a little solemn, but his heart was bright, because this was how his eyes were blinded.

To this day, Yi Yan still doesn't understand which god you invited to invite. When Xiao Chaogui in the Bauhinia Mountain put the sky stripes on his back, he thought that the magic power he received from worshiping the gods in the God religion, because he suspected that his father had come to the Bauhinia Mountain through the Taiping Sword brought back by his father. Later, after carefully experiencing the two divine powers, he discovered the difference.

The divine power contained in the Heavenly Order in the God Church is full of resentment and violence, like a little gunpowder that can explode at any time. The divine power obtained by inviting God to come is a kind of emotionless coldness, and the divine power is full of the indifference to the people, as if no creature in the heavens can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

Both of these divine powers have appeared in Yi Yan, so he can better distinguish them.

"Can't this art of asking for gods be obtained by my father from the 'Heavenly Court'? However, the divine power and breath of Shi San's body are different from the divine power on me." Yi Yan thought in his heart, and felt that his father's mysterious color was getting heavier and heavier. This reminded him of the ten years of time in the house that he saw with his soul. The wound on his father's body when he came back might not be injured by the divine technique of worshiping God's religion.

Thinking of this, he decided in his heart that he would ask Xiao Chaogui if he had the opportunity to know someone named Yi Liangkang.

The slow disappearance of hearing did not make Yi Yan feel shocked or afraid, because he had exhausted all the fear in his heart when his eyes were about to be blind and would be permanently trapped in darkness.

Looking up, there was no sun in the sky, and the sky was a little gloomy.

In the distance, Yongfeng County was already far away. He was with Lin Mingting for more than a month. Although Lin Mingting did not teach any magic or practice, he taught many things, such as the atmosphere in the city. It is not difficult to see how many monks there are in the city from the messy evil spirits in the city, but it requires real experience. If Lin Mingting had not told him, it would take many years before he could tell how many kinds of monks there were in the city by looking at the intertwined evil lights on the top of the city.

There are Taoist monks in Yongfeng City because there is a ball of light like water in the evil light. Although there are many Taoist sects who are eating evil spirits and refining spirits, even if they eat evil spirits and refining spirits, the fundamental Taoist thoughts are unchanged. It is said that wise people can still see from the messy lights on the city wall which sect the monks belong to.

Apart from the aura of the Taoist sect, there is only the only aura of the gods. In that chaotic evil spirit, a mass of water-like light was a temple established by a Taoist sect, and the other half was a dark golden light flashing like fish scales.

He looked from a distance, and the turtle soul above his head slowly emerged. A gust of wind blew a trace of dark golden light in the city, and was swallowed by the turtle soul into his mouth.

After a while, the dark golden light was spit out by the soul, dissipated into the wind, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Yi Yan had already understood many things through a trace of breath that scattered from the city. He felt a little strange in his heart, because the god who stored faith in the county was not a real god. When the Heavenly Court was still there, such a god could not enter the Heavenly Court at all.

There is a Xiyang Palace in the city. Xiyang Palace is the hometown of Ouyang Xiu, the eight great masters of the Tang and Song dynasties. On the right is the Taekong Academy and on the left is the Ouyang Wenzhonggong Temple. The place where faiths gather is this Ouyang Wenzhonggong Temple, which surprised Yi Yan quite. Yi Yan did not know the pattern in the city. He just learned from the breath that overflowed from the city that the faith gathered was Ouyang Wenzhonggong Temple.

But he knew the origin of the Ouyang Wenzhong Temple just after thinking about it, so he felt very strange in his heart, because Ouyang Xiu's descendants should have practiced the human world, but how could they allow something to store faith in the ancestral hall? Since there is a creature that absorbs faith in the Ouyang Wenzhong Temple, he belongs to the divine world, but he doesn't know whether he has entered the "Heavenly Palace" or not.

He just paused for a while, then strode towards Yongfeng City.

After entering the city, Yi Yan directly took the wallet of a wealthy person on the road, asked a roadside vendor where the nearest clinic was, and went directly.

After entering the clinic, after the doctor said a lot, he realized that if his sister came late again, she would be in danger of life. According to the doctor, it was just a minor illness caused by rain, but the patient was filled with worry and resentment, which would lead to evil winds into his body over time.

In any case, after Yi Yan asked if it could be cured, he breathed a sigh of relief after the doctor said, "I have no patients in Baicaotang that cannot be cured." However, he was going to stay in the ward in the end. The doctor with a white beard said that the disease could not be eradicated in a short period of time.

Although Yi Yan was worried that there would be a god general in the "Heavenly Palace" to chase him, he still wanted to stay.

Something unexpectedly went smoothly. He accompanied his sister in a ward in the "Baicaotang". After a day passed, no one came to find him.

In the morning, Yi An woke up.

"Brother, have they come after you?" Yi An opened his eyes and said as he looked at Yi Yan's first sentence.

Yi Yan's throat became a little hard after hearing this, as if something was blocking. He shook his head and said, "Even if I chased me, I'm not afraid." But he couldn't help but add in his heart: "If someone chased me again, I'll fight him for this life."

Yi An smiled happily. Yi Yan knew that she smiled not because she said, "I'm not afraid of chasing you," but the shaking her head in front of her said that no one was chasing you.

"Hungry?"

“Hungry.”

Yi Yan thought for a while and said, "The doctor said you will take medicine after you wake up."

"Ah, I don't want to drink medicine, it's so bitter." Yi An frowned and complained weakly. Of course, she couldn't really not drink medicine. Saying that she didn't drink it was just her acting cute in front of her brother. After Yi Yan comforted her a few words of kindness, she immediately said: "Then I want to eat fried dough sticks."

"The doctor said he couldn't eat fried food."

“I’m going to eat.”

"..., OK. I'll buy it for you later."

Since they live in the clinic, there are special people in the clinic who boil medicine for the patients. After feeding Yi An and drinking the medicine, Yi Yan wanted to go out to buy fried dough sticks. Just as he got up and was about to go out, Yi An suddenly shouted: "Brother."

Yi Yan turned around, and after Yi An watched the person who came in to take the medicine bowl out, he whispered: "Brother, do you have money?"

Yi Yan smiled and said, "Of course there is, don't worry." After that, he came back and touched Yi An's head, covered her with a quilt, and then went out.

Yongfeng County is similar to Donghou County, both are from Jiangxi Provinces. They are not far apart and there are not much differences in lifestyles.

Yi Yan crossed two streets and bought fried dough sticks in a store that specializes in soy milk fried dough sticks.

A voice suddenly heard behind me: "I'm buying fried dough sticks."

Yi Yan turned around and was a young man wearing a white brocade dress standing quietly outside the store. His eyes were like stars, exuding a fascinating charm. On the other hand, Yi Yan had no charm in his eyes because his eyes were already blind, just keeping his eyes open so that others would not feel weird when they were able to move freely when they were closed.

If Yi Yan's insight eye was not used specifically, he could only see the surface of people and things in the world, and there would be no special features.

When he saw this young master wearing a white brocade suit, a black light flashed in his eyes, and only the young master who had been watching him noticed it, but the smile on his face did not change at all, but became stronger.

Yi Yan took the fried dough sticks wrapped in oil paper, walked out of the store, and came to the young master of white clothes. Before he could speak, he heard him say, "It doesn't look as amazing as the legendary one."

"What?" Yi Yan said.

"You." The young master of white clothes smiled.

"What am I?" Yi Yan asked.

The young master of Baifu just thought Yi Yan was saying this on purpose, and changed the topic and said: "Yesterday, my heart was surging and I couldn't enter into meditation. After walking around, I realized that it was you who came."

"Do you know me?" Yi Yan asked. After asking, he turned around and headed towards Baicaotang Hospital. He did not forget that his sister was still waiting to eat fried dough sticks.

The young master of white-fu came up immediately, and they walked together to form a sharp contrast. The young master of white-fu was full of sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and had noble temperament. Yi Yan's clothes were a little torn. Although there was no soil on his body, they gave people a turbid feeling.

"Yi Yan, the sorcerer of Taimu Mountain Chuling, killed Yi Yan, over Kunming. There are probably not many people in the world who don't know about you." The young master of white-fu said with a smile.

Yi Yan didn't expect that he was so famous, and others added a prefix of a sorcerer before his name. He understood the meaning of sorcerer. Sorcerer refers to those who walk in the world, know magic but do not practice Taoism. Obviously they think Yi Yan is a sorcerer, and Yi Yan thought about it secretly and found that he seemed to be like this.

"It became famous because of killing, and this reputation is not very good." Yi Yan said.

"It's not just a bad reputation, it's simply bad." The young master of the white server smiled and said, "But it's really anomaly that you can live until now. Not only do I think so, but the friends I know talked about you a few days ago, and they also said that to you."

"Is there any difference? I'm just taking one step at a time." Yi Yan said lightly. He didn't want to talk to this person. He didn't want to provoke any monks. He just wanted his sister's illness to get better soon and then leave here as soon as possible. He knew clearly in his heart that as long as he stayed in a place for one more day, the danger would be closer to him.

His soul did not feel anything particularly dangerous now, but he did not dare to relax at all, because he was in a human city, and the aura in the city was chaotic, making the soul's sense no longer so clear. And he felt that there was another possibility, that danger was completely integrated with him, and there was no feeling of the policeman being pulled.

"As such a big storm vortex in Kunming City, no cultivator dares to go, and those who go will leave quickly. Look at Hu Linyi and Zuo Zongtang, they left immediately after they went there. No one who followed Lin Zexu left Kunming City early. But you plunged in, came out and went in, but you were able to escape unscathed. Not only did you escape unscathed, but you continued to get some enviable magic and magic weapons. Isn't this anomaly?" said the young master of white service quickly.

Yi Yan was alert when he said the last sentence in his heart and said to himself: "I have soul-catching demon eyes on my body, and all the demons in Hengduan Mountain want to take them away. Will the Taoist monks want them too? Although I am not afraid, I am still careful."

He flashed through his heart, but he said, "After talking for so long, I still don't know which sect you are from?"

"You guess." The young man in white clothes said with a smile.

"There is Linghua Mountain in Yongfeng. I believe you must be from Linghua Mountain." Yi Yan said.

"There are many monks in Linghua Mountain, and there are several sects. I heard that you learned the soul of the Gu Dao with Zhao Yu, and you refine the turtle Gu Dao, and you can understand the magical powers that can see my fate at a glance." The young master of Baifu said with a faint smile, his voice full of confidence. He must have been able to guess his origin.

Yi Yan was a little surprised. Very few people knew about his turtle Gu Yuanshen’s supernatural power. It can even be said that he had never told anyone except Zhang Caiwei, but he knew it.

Yi Yan was puzzled and surprised, although his face was hidden well, he was still caught by the young master of white service. He smiled and said, "There is no secret that cannot be seen in this world, just like an invincible magical power."

Yi Yan suppressed the strange thoughts in his heart and smiled the same way: "You come to Linghua Mountain's 'Wangsusu', for the great disciples of this generation, the Taoist name will arrive first. What I said is correct?"
Chapter completed!