Yi Yan couldn't help but recall the process from blindness to obtaining the soul-capturing demon eyes.

He asked God to come too much, causing his eyes to slowly become blind. At that time, he was frightened and uneasy. He wanted to leave alone several times and no longer protect Zheng Lin and the others, but he thought that he had already paid such a great price. If he gave up like this, the price he paid would be really in vain.

In the end, he gave his eyes and waited in the Governor's Mansion for so long with resentment. Finally, he waited for the soul-catching demon eyes that made many monks tempted.

So when he got the soul-catching demon eyes, he did not feel much gratitude in his heart. And what he obtained later was offset by his efforts in his heart.

Until now, he no longer cared about life and death, his own blindness and all the things he had experienced at the beginning. In addition, he had also experienced the power of the Soul-Seeing Demon Eye more deeply, and he felt that the Soul-Seeing Demon Eye was heavier than what he had paid for.

So his current intention is to report to Lin Zexu and make up for it. As for the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom in Zijing Mountain, he did not have any special feelings in his heart. This is also a very strange phenomenon. He is now taking refuge in Zijing Mountain, or he wants to use the power of Zijing Mountain to avenge the Heavenly Court on earth, but he does not have any sense of belonging to Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

This sense of belonging is a very strange thing. He did not agree with the worship of God, so he could not integrate it. Secondly, his practice method was not Shinto. Thirdly, he felt in his heart that everything he had obtained in the Bauhinia Mountain was what he had earned. Whether it was the inscription of the first level of the divine text of the divine text in the previous level or the second level behind, he paid the dangerous price of possible loss of life.

"Bang……"

A sudden sound came from afar. The sound sounded like the sound of firecrackers in Yi An's ears, and it was far away, and it came with the wind.

Yi Yan's eyes and ears had long been blinded, and the soul sensed nothingness, replacing his eyes and ears. What he heard from nothingness was not a light sound like a firecracker, but a kind of whitening.

In his soul's sense, he did not only see the front like his eyes, but spread outward with the center of his entire person. Whether it was night or day, he could see and hear it, but the world seen by the soul still had color changes, but the background colors of day and night were different.

Those colors are not those that can be seen by the naked eye, and things that cannot be seen by the naked eye, such as spiritual light, such as evil clouds on the top of the city, and the meaning of Dharma that permeates the world of nothingness.

Wherever the sound of firecracker passed, a blank space wiped away all the colors in the world like white paint, and shot it from a distance like an arrow above him. In an instant, everything his soul sensed was instantly blurred, faded, and turned into blank.

This phenomenon disappeared the moment the sound disappeared, but Yi Yan's heart was filled with horror. That horror was subversive.

"That's gunshot?"

When Yi Yan looked at Huaxian in the distance, he thought to himself, the blanks under the sensation of the soul were soon filled with color by the heaven and earth.

He pulled Yian's hand and stomped his feet on the ground. A ball of evil energy condensed, turning into a ball of black light to lift them up, drifting with the wind, and swaying slightly to a mountain top. Looking at the rice fields in the distance, he saw a man running on the ridge of the field, and behind him was a man chasing him.

Both of them looked like they were not good at magic, they were running very ordinary. Through their insight, Yi Yan saw clearly the appearance of the two people, and was surprised again.

Because the one running ahead was the tall Western swordsman Yi Yan had seen in the Kunming Governor's Mansion. The thin sword in his hand had been unsheathed, and the tall boots were still worn on his feet. Behind him was a middle-aged man of about age, wearing rain boots and holding a weapon on his hands. Although Yi Yan had never seen it, he could guess that it should be the legendary gun.

The name of the Western swordsman was Kenr, Ross, and he was a Frenchman. It is said that someone from his ancestors had fought with Napoleon. As for how old he was, Yi Yan didn't know, probably between the ages of thirty-five and forty-five.

And why did he come here and become one of Lin Zexu's three major guards, Yi Yan even didn't know. Now he is being chased by the same foreigner.

Yi Yan just watched quietly, and he was still thinking about the gunshot just now. Could it be the wind of breaking the law?

What kind of law of heaven and earth is that? Is there really nothing in that blank space?

Seeing them chasing and running away, Yi Yan also brought Yi An outside the city in Guangzhou when it was dark.

Outside the city, Yi Yan looked up at the sky above Guangzhou City, and felt that the brilliance that represented the evil spirit was much dimmed, as if this place could not retain these things.

He asked Yi An to go to the city first, gave her money, and asked her to find a cleaner inn to live in.

Yi Yan asked her to take the stone turtle, which was also intentionally training Yi An's courage and ability to live alone. Yi Yan walked slowly around Guangzhou City, and he felt the breath of the Guangzhou area.

As his heart calmed down, his soul slowly communicated with the world. In his senses, the void around Guangzhou City slowly appeared in his heart.

If the world has been in the eyes of Yi Yan’s eyes, the world is full of colorful Jiangnan colors, then Guangzhou is now a faded draft, a world full of scars.

This world has been seriously eroded, at least in Yi Yan's sense, because he felt that there were pieces of blank space in the void, and those blank spaces were as conspicuous as the scars on the woman's body in his soul sensing.

"The heaven and earth magic in which this Guangzhou City is located has become much weaker, and the spells will definitely be difficult to exert, and the power it exerts will be much smaller. Is this because it is eroded by the wind of breaking the law?"

Yi Yan thought again, and after walking around, there were stars in the sky. He discovered seven different small temples and seven different gods. Yi Yan stopped in front of their temples. The gods among the gods did not react, and Yi Yan didn't want to go in and see what was going on.

After turning around, he returned to the city gate, walked towards the city gate, and fled through the crack of the door. However, the city gate suddenly turned into two old men, an old man and an old lady.

The two of them experienced vicissitudes like the city gate, with wrinkles on their faces.

"Young man, you have to go into the city."

Yi Yan had never encountered such a thing before. He looked up and saw that it was covered in darkness around him, not seeing the sky or the earth.

"Yes." Yi Yan couldn't help but answer.

"That young man, can you ask you for a favor?" the old lady continued.

"Okay." Yi Yan answered quickly again, and then he said that, but he was thinking about how he agreed.

"We are old and can't watch the door anymore. The east gate, north gate, and south gate are all old and we are about to die. We want to go and see our granddaughter before we die. There is a contract for our sales at King Rong. Can you tell me and help us get it back?"

"Okay." Yi Yan replied.

"Haha, the young people nowadays are so kind, so we'll wait here." The old lady said with a smile.

After her words, Yi Yan's eyes flashed with a dark light, and he had already entered the city, and a chill appeared in his heart. Looking back at the city gate, it was still the city gate, and there was nothing strange about it. He reached out to press it on the city gate and sensed it, and felt that the city gate was extremely heavy, as if it had been standing here for thousands of years.

Everything just now was like a dream. He couldn't help but think, are there really two old men guarding the gate here? Who is King Rong?

He looked at the city gate deeply, turned around and walked towards the city, and after only a few steps, he turned around and fled sideways. Nothing happened, and when he escaped again, there was still nothing.

He couldn't help but wonder if he had actually met two old men just now.

There were already thousands of lights in the city. He suppressed the chill and confusion in his heart and headed towards Yi'an's place now.
Chapter completed!