Heaven and Earth Calamity

Zhang Caiwei once said that no one in this world can see the future of this world.

Yi Yan looked at the calculation book written by someone in his hand, and felt that the more he read, the more he felt more and more confused, and he was stunned and thought: "I can indeed see some things that have never happened. This is not wrong. Did she just mean that no one can see through the future of heaven and earth?"

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but think: "Why don't I try to see this world?"

It was already late at night. He came to the abandoned temple, looked up, and looked at the sky with his closed eyes.

The sky was full of stars, and there was quiet everywhere.

Two black vortex holes suddenly appeared in Yi Yan's eyes, and then a black turtle could be seen faintly above his head, roaring at the endless starry sky.

In Yi Yan's eyes, the starry sky slowly melted away, turning into chaos and vastness in his eyes.

A red wave surged from the chaos and vastness, swept down from the nine heavens. The emptiness and silence appeared suddenly, and it had reached Yi Yan's eyes in an instant.

His mind seemed to be intimidated by it, and it seemed that he could not react at all, and it was like everything was illusioned in his mind.

He suddenly fell down straight without a sound.

Shortly after Yi Yan fell, two young men came to Yi Yan's side with slight help.

One of them was the thin boy who stopped Yi Yan during the day, and the other was the black boy who was ordered to follow Yi Yan at the beginning.

"What's wrong with him?" said the black boy.

The thin boy slowly squatted down without answering. He wanted to flip Yi Yan's eyelids. In his heart, he always wanted to know what the blind man's eyes looked like.

He slowly reached out his hand.

"Brother Zhiwen, let's not touch him. He doesn't know what's wrong. What if there is someone who is wrong, what should we do if we rely on us?" The black boy reached out to stop the thin boy.

The thin boy reached out and slapped the black boy's hand, pulled it out, and said, "We followed Uncle Baishan to worship God's religion. Uncle Baishan has become Sima. It is their blessing to not provoke others, and the government dare not touch us."

He said with confidence, and the black boy swallowed the words he had to his mouth.

The thin boy, known as Zhiwen, reached out and opened Yi Yan's eyelids, but the black boy only saw that the thin boy's body suddenly stiffened and then fell to the ground. The moment he fell to the ground, he quickly got up again.

He pointed at Yi Yan who was lying on the ground in horror and said loudly: "He has magic, clear demons, his eyes, eyes..."

The black boy hurriedly hugged the lean boy who was retreating quickly and said, "What's wrong with his eyes? What's wrong with his eyes."

"His eyes, green eyes."

"How can it be green? I heard that foreigners' eyes are colorful and all kinds of colors. I guess he is also dressed as a foreigner." The black boy said quickly.

"No, no, there are demons and demons in his eyes... Let's go, let's go."

The thin boy pulled the black boy away and disappeared into the darkness in a blink of an eye.

When someone appeared again in the darkness, they saw Yi Yan not lying on the ground, but Yi Yan, who was sitting next to the fire, still closing his eyes, but his face looked a little white, and his eyes were covered with a thick blue skin.

"How did you live?"

The thin boy pointed at Yi Yan and said loudly, but his voice was a little trembling and fearful.

"You are chasing me here, are you going to catch me?" Yi Yan said.

"You, you were not, you were dead just now..." The thin boy hugged in the crowd and pointed at Yi Yan, and was interrupted by the bearded Sima before he could finish speaking.

"Xiao Wen, what are you talking about? Mr. Tianming has magic. His name is no longer in the life-and-death trait of the Hall of Yama. How could he die?" Sima, the bearded man, said reproachfully, and then said to Yi Yan, who was sitting next to the fire and reading a book with his eyes blindfolded, "You little kid is ignorant. Please don't blame him. Just now, Xiao Wen came back and told me that the gentleman suddenly fell to the ground and didn't know the situation. He hurriedly ran back to me, so we came over to see, don't you know that Mr. is in good health now?"

He used to call Yi Yan blindly, but now he calls him gentlemanly, without mentioning the fact that he sent someone to follow Yi Yan.

To this day, he still remembers a destiny that he had seen, standing on the top of the mountain and looking up at the starry sky when he was quiet late at night, but suddenly fell down without saying a word and never woke up again.

At that time, he was not Sima, but a guard who was specially transferred to prevent people from disturbing the guard of Tianming. At that time, he stood not far away, and accompanied Tianming to the top of the mountain was the second-ranked figure of the God-worshiping Cult - Mr. Yilong.

Mr. Yilong even respected that fate, which further increased the weight of people like fate in his heart.

Later he secretly inquired, but all he found was just a few words, but the words were enough to make him feel awe. Just now, the thin boy came back to report that Yi Yan suddenly left the temple and looked up at the starry sky for a long time. He suddenly fell to the ground without a sound, so he came here anxiously. The destiny of the gods back then was so similar.

"It's a lie to say that it's safe. I'm ignoring the secrets of heaven. After being hurt, I have to rest for at least half a month." Yi Yan said.

The bearded Sima breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fearing that he would see a corpse when he came over.

He knew how much he valued this kind of destiny in his sect. Before, he had the intention to see if Yi Yan had real strength. Now he had no doubts at all, and he felt in his heart that Yi Yan was not worse than the destiny invited by Mr. Yilong at that time. The only thing he needed to consider was the origin and identity of the blind young man in front of him. However, he didn't need to consider these. He just needed to report it. Naturally, other people would check his identity and origin.

"Then, I don't know what sir can need. If it is necessary, we can still do something in Guiping."

The bearded Sima looked rough and generous, but the words he said were not rough.

Yi Yan said: "I don't need anything else, but I need to rest and need someone to command. Why don't you let him stay."

Yi Yan pointed at the thin boy with a casual finger.

The bearded Sima hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, Xiaowen, you will stay and take care of Mr. Tianming, have you heard it?"

His eyes were staring, making the thin boy dare not say anything else. The thin boy looked at the other boy with a bitter face. Another boy whispered in his ear: "It's better if you stay. Didn't he count you for bloody disasters within three days? As long as you follow him, he will definitely not really tell you that something is wrong. If nothing happens, it means that he can't calculate it correctly. Then..."

In a blink of an eye, there were only Yi Yan and the thin boy here, but now the thin boy's face was less panic and more of a look of separation.

Just as the bearded man left, he pulled him aside and said, "It's a great achievement if he doesn't leave him for half a step..."

The thin boy looked at Yi Yan with thick blue cloth covering his eyes, but then read to the book, saying, "Can you see the words on the book?"

He squatted down slowly and said, his voice very cautiously.

"I can't see the words, what do I do when I read a book?" Yi Yan said without raising his head.

"Then why do you have to close your eyes? You can see words even with a blue cloth? Is this a spell?" said the thin boy.

Yi Yan sneered and said, "Is it a spell? Don't you know yet? No one who has seen my eyes can survive a day."

The thin boy was shocked and jumped up, turning around and about to escape to the temple.

But when he ran to the door, he stopped, turned around and knelt on the ground, and shouted: "Sir, please spare me, please spare me, you will never dare to do it again. As long as you spare me, this dog's life, you are willing to be a cow and a horse for me."

Yi Yan looked up at the thin boy who was kneeling and asked, "What's your name? Where's the man?"

"The boy is from Zijing Mountain, named He Zhiwen."

"Have you read the accent and name you listen to?"

“I have read it for a few years.”

"I learned it from Mr. Yilong."

He Zhiwen was stunned and immediately shut up. He looked at the young man who was sitting next to the fire, covered with green cloth under the statue of the deceased god, and only felt that his eyes were seeing his heart through the green cloth.

Before he could say anything, Yi Yan smiled and said, "You are afraid, what are you afraid of? I just heard that Guiping brought a Mr. Yilong, who has the ability to understand the heaven and earth, understand the principles of yin and yang, and is good at helping others, so I want to pay a visit to him."

"You, what's wrong with Mr. Yilong?" He Zhiwen asked vigilantly.

"Of course it is a matter of practice. Worldly knowledge does not just refer to learning, but also requires questions. Many things cannot be learned and there is no way to learn, so you need to ask someone, and you must be a master. Do you understand this way?" Yi Yan said.

"Oh, I understand, you are here to study, oh, no, you are seeking the Tao, right?" He Zhiwen said suddenly.

Yi Yan smiled, stopped talking, just looked down at the book in his hand. However, he was thinking about the different appearance that the bearded Sima had shown from yesterday to today.

At the beginning, when He Zhiwen called himself blind and stopped him, the bearded Sima appeared, and what he said was a trap. He said those who gave him money, and said that even if he was really a spy who made him leave, he would numb himself in order to find out.

He knew that he would come everywhere to inquire about God's Church these days and would definitely attract their attention.

His purpose was to enter the God worship religion as a destiny, speak directly with the senior officials of the God worship religion, and then find out the main personnel of the God worship religion. As for getting the Ten Precepts written by Hong Xiuquan, he could only take one step at a time.

But the plan could not keep up with the changes. He originally wanted to make He Zhiwen's life in danger within three days so that they could believe their identity as a destiny, but not long ago, he suddenly wanted to test the future changes of the world, but he didn't expect to almost wake up again.

He could not describe that feeling, perhaps the silence was like that, perhaps it was eternal sleep. There was no fear or vigilance at that time, but when he recalled now, there was a trembling deep into the soul. Even now, he did not expect that he could still come alive. The moment he woke up was the moment when He Zhiwen opened his eyelids. He was not sure if he woke up at that time, or because He Zhiwen opened his eyelids.

The firelight reflected on his face, but he was thinking about what he saw. What does the sea of ​​fire that was surging from the sky represent? Heavenly fire? Or what?
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