"Brother Qingfeng, what happened?" I walked up to Wu Zhicong and saw a lot of blood in the corners of his eyes. It seemed that his brother's death had dealt him a great blow, and he was crying blood.
"This Wu Zhicong is a lucky guy. He actually opened his Yin-Yang eyes under extremely tragic circumstances. This is what those who practice Taoism dream of." Brother Qingfeng said with emotion as he looked at Wu Zhicong.
"Brother Qingfeng, is the Yin-Yang Eyes as awesome as you say? Isn't it just the ability to see ghosts?" I scratched my head and said. I have known the name of the Yin-Yang Eyes for a long time, but I have always been dismissive of it. I just felt that with this thing I wouldn't need Pao Lei anymore.
"What do you know, kid? You've been a Yin-Yang master for so long, but you have the same idea as ordinary people. Ordinary people only know that the Yin-Yang eyes have the ability to see ghosts, but they don't know about their other functions." Brother Qingfeng said with a sneer.
"Other functions?" I asked puzzledly.
"Since ancient times, Yin-Yang eyes have been divided into Yin eyes and Yang eyes. Yin eyes are subjective and can identify evil things in the world, while Yang eyes are offensive and extremely powerful. Just now, that old zongzi was directly killed by Yin-Yang eyes. The combination of these two is Yin-Yang eyes. Only one person in 100,000 people has Yin-Yang eyes. Although there are many people who have them, it is difficult to open the eyes. Only when you are extremely sad, angry, or happy will you have a chance to open your eyes. Even if there are more than one billion people in China, there are only a few people who have Yin-Yang eyes. You can count them on one hand."
"What about the limitations? You make it sound so powerful, there can't be no limitations." I smiled and asked Brother Qingfeng. This is nonsense. When something is powerful to a certain extent, there will always be something to restrain it.
Brother Qingfeng listened to what I said and nodded and said, "Yes, that's right, there are no restrictions on the Yin Eye, but using the Yang Eye is against the will of heaven and will be punished by heaven."
"Divine punishment? A thunderbolt? Who would dare to use it?" I asked.
"It's not that kind of punishment from heaven." Brother Qingfeng shook his head and said, "For example, Wu Zhiyuan's death this time should be a punishment from heaven for Wu Zhicong. Yangyan's punishment from heaven is the death of someone important to him. This is a punishment from heaven."
As soon as I heard it, I cursed, "Damn! Who dares to use this thing? Damn, it's better not to have it."
"This is just part of the punishment from heaven. Who knows? Maybe he will be crippled by a car crash." Brother Qingfeng suddenly said seriously, "The best function of the Yin-Yang Eyes is not the two I just mentioned, but the talent for cultivation. For example, Xiaojiu, you have been practicing spells for ten years. If Wu Zhicong practices spells, he can surpass you in five years at most. Do you understand? This is without any effort. If he works hard, he may surpass you in two or three years."
"What? There are benefits?" I was shocked and said, "Wu Zhicong is only 19 years old now. If he reaches your age, Brother Qingfeng, he can beat up Master Hu San directly. Maybe when he reaches my master's age, he can even beat up the King of Hell directly."
"Yes, there is absolutely no problem, but people's hearts are very confused. Everyone who has the Yin-Yang Eyes is very low-key and usually dare not offend other monsters." Brother Qingfeng said with a smile.
"Why? Is it possible that you feel aggrieved even though you are so powerful?" I asked puzzledly.
"Xiao Jiu, let me ask you, if there is a very weak monster among the monsters, you can kill him now, but you know that when he grows up, thousands of Yin-Yang masters will not be able to suppress him, what will you do?"
"Do you even need to ask? Just kill it now." I answered without thinking, and suddenly an idea occurred to me: "Oh, right, wouldn't the monsters also do their best to kill those with yin-yang eyes?"
When Brother Qingfeng saw that I understood, he nodded and said, "That's right. If you think this way, the monsters will think the same way. That's why I just sealed Wu Zhicong's Yin-Yang eyes. You should take him to learn the art of spells. When he has Cui Zuofei's ability, you can ask him to go to Longhu Mountain and find me or my fellow disciples to remove the seal for him."
"Also, don't let him get too excited. Once he gets too excited, the seal will automatically break. Then, any monster within a hundred miles who senses his Yin-Yang eyes will kill him at all costs. Remember that." Brother Qingfeng smiled and said, "Okay, let's take a break now and continue exploring. We must find the Yin-Yang Record!"
I was a little hesitant when I heard Brother Qingfeng say this: "Brother Qingfeng, why don't we go back now and put the search for the Yin Yang Record on hold. It's okay for us to put it on hold now."
"No! We must find the Yin-Yang Record on this trip. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Brother Qingfeng shook his head and said.
I nodded immediately after hearing what Brother Qingfeng said. Suddenly, I saw Fang Pengguang standing at the stone gate holding Liu Peng's body. I said to Brother Qingfeng, "Let Fang Pengguang go back. He can't help much here anyway."
Brother Qingfeng glanced at Fang Pengguang, nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay."
Seeing that Brother Qingfeng agreed, I ran to Fang Pengguang and said, "Pengguang, go back quickly and take Liu Peng with you."
"No, I want to avenge Brother Peng." Fang Pengguang shook his head, tears still flowing.
"Brother, see, that zongzi is dead. The revenge has been taken. You can go back. It's very dangerous here~" I said, pointing at the old zongzi.
"Then it's okay for me to protect you, right?" Fang Pengguang still shook his head.
"Pengguang, be sensible and stop making trouble. Uncle Fang must be worried to death outside. You should go back quickly. If anything happens to you, Uncle Fang will tear me apart." I said, putting my hand on Fang Pengguang's shoulder.
When Fang Pengguang heard Fang Yaozu suddenly stopped talking, his eyes became hesitant.
"Okay, let's go back quickly. Uncle Fang's hair has turned a lot whiter. You can't help much by staying anyway, right?" I said.
"Then you have to be careful." Fang Pengguang nodded and said to me, "Don't hang up. I'm still waiting for you to go with me to bury Brother Peng. I don't want to have to bury two people."
"Fuck you, don't be such a pessimist." I laughed. Looking at Fang Pengguang's expression, I suddenly felt a little funny. But I knew he cared about me, so I nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely come back alive."
"Pin," Fang Pengguang stretched out his little finger and said to me, "Pin and don't change your mind for a hundred years."
"Damn, how old are you, brother?" As I said that, my fist collided with Fang Pengguang's fist.
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