"You go back... I want to stay here with my master..." he said in a very desolate tone.
"I asked you to come here just to avoid being seen and teach you the 'Wang Zi Jue'..."
Feng Qingyang nodded. He was not a procrastinating person. Some favors could only be remembered in the heart. Thinking of him, he leaped into the sky for the rest of his life.
"Remember...you must be careful of that old monster Zi Ji Demon Eye..." He heard He Tu's voice calling faintly in his ears, and there seemed to be something else after that, but he didn't hear it clearly. Feng Qingyang shook his head and flew towards Guiyuan City.
Too many things happened today, so many that he felt his head was in a mess. It was getting dark, and Feng Qingyang had no intention of returning to the city. Instead, he chose a quiet place by himself, and used his brute force to carve out a cave and crawled into it.
That night, in a cave outside Guiyuan City, Feng Qingyang was seen sitting cross-legged with eyes flashing.
"The secret of looking" he muttered to himself, thinking of the various magic techniques He Tu used when cutting the stone. It seemed that his eyes had been shining with brilliance since the very beginning.
"Could this be the essence of the word 'look' among the four steps of looking, smelling, asking and touching?"
Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he closed his eyes again, concentrating his mind and observing the ancient seal character "望" in the text again.
I saw that the word "望" was composed of nine small "望" characters. It seemed that each "望" character contained a hint of inexplicable meaning.
Unconsciously, Feng Qingyang was completely immersed in his mind, and a trace of his thoughts even entered the first small word "望".
The cave was suddenly filled with wind and clouds, and his body was seen vaguely in the black mist. In addition, a loud thunderclap suddenly sounded in the dark sky outside, as if Feng Qingyang had caught a glimpse of the secret.
The great god Pangu was born in chaos, and chaos was originally pitch black. Finally, the great god Pangu split the chaos with an axe. When he opened his eyes, he saw the light.
"Light... look..." Suddenly, Feng Qingyang seemed to realize something. He stood up and walked out of the cave with a sound. In the dark night, only his eyes were shining brightly.
“Fire eyes and golden pupils…” he muttered to himself.
Looking up at the calamity clouds that were rapidly gathering due to the cold wind, Feng Qingyang smiled. Judging from the appearance, his guess must be correct, otherwise such a phenomenon would never occur.
Just before, when his mind sank into the first small word "望", he clearly saw a series of maps. To be precise, they were not maps, but mountain and river trend charts. Although they were only a partial corner, he still understood the main points of them with his intelligence.
“Boom!”
As he walked out of the cave, the calamity clouds in the sky finally struck down the first lightning.
Feng Qingyang threw away his clothes, revealing his body that had long been wrapped in "copper skin and iron bones". The black armor glowed with a cold light in the night.
His eyes were shining, and he looked at the dark clouds above his head with a sharp gaze. He felt that it was not just a dark cloud, but was composed of countless tiny nets.
"Huh? What is that?" He suddenly shouted softly, but before he could finish his words, a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm struck him in the head.
Boom!
He was hit directly by the arrow. Although he did not suffer much damage, his blood-red hair stood up. His face was extremely charred. If there was no golden light still shining in his eyes, who would have noticed that there was a living person there
The dark clouds rolled, the thunder and lightning rose and fell, and there was a faint hint of purple light.
"My God, can't you bear to see me spying on your secrets?"
He angrily raised his middle finger towards the dark clouds, but at this moment, another bolt of lightning struck him head-on, and this time the power of the lightning was several times greater than the previous one.
The speed of lightning was so fast that it was already in front of him just after he heard the sound. Feng Qingyang was unable to dodge and was struck by it again.
This time it was not as simple as before. Sparks flew from his armor, and a crack appeared on the "copper skin and iron bones" of his left arm. A powerful paralyzing force rushed into his body through the crack, wreaking havoc in his meridians.
"Puff!" Feng Qingyang immediately spat out a large mouthful of blood. He was seriously injured by this blow. He retreated several steps and sat on the ground with a plop.
"Damn it, is it that we, the zombie clan, have to endure this damn punishment from heaven?" He muttered to himself, and suddenly a strong anger emanated from his body, and the gleam in his eyes became even more intense.
He took a deep breath and stood up. He concentrated his mind and quietly used the "Wang" technique. As his eyes looked, the black cloud suddenly rolled violently, and an angry roar could be heard faintly from it, as if he knew something he shouldn't know.
"Come on, chop me to death!" Feng Qingyang pointed at the dark clouds above his head and shouted loudly. The dark clouds rose and fell, and one of the lightning bolts quickly condensed into shape, and then turned into a golden sword and chopped down.
The way of heaven cannot be changed. Feng Qingyang knew clearly what this heavenly punishment meant. In the memory of inherited fighting skills, there was the thunder tribulation of the zombie clan.
The zombie clan, all the wandering corpses are also called jumping corpses. Heaven will not let them enter it, so they can only wander alone in time, being hunted and killed by countless people, and refined into puppets.
When they have finally advanced to the stage of wandering corpse, heaven will bring down heavenly punishment. No matter what they have obtained, as long as it has a breakthrough effect on themselves, it will attract heavenly punishment and suffer from being struck by lightning and destroyed by thousands of thunders.
Feng Qingyang was unwilling to accept this, but facing this powerful force of heaven, although he was angry in his heart, he was powerless to do anything.
The golden sword transformed from lightning slowly chopped down, causing the void to tremble and Feng Qingyang's body to tremble even more. Even cracks began to appear on the ground around him.
This is the power of Heaven, Heaven's unique power of punishment for the zombie clan. Nothing can disobey it. Disobeying is going against Heaven, and there is only one result of going against Heaven, and that is death.
Feng Qingyang's body was seen creaking. His strong physique began to collapse under such pressure. Blood flowed down like running water, directly dyeing his body into a bloody man.
Feng Qingyang let out an angry roar, he had no way to retreat but to fight and resist. He was shouldering the mission of the zombie clan, and he was their last hope.
"I can't lose..."
The storage ring in his hand flashed, and a large bow appeared in his hand. It was his trump card - the Moon Death Bow!
He did not take out the Moon-Slaying Arrow, because he always believed that a bow would be enough for him to shoot through the dark clouds and the sky.
The golden sword pressed down, Feng Qingyang held the Yueshang bow in his hand and slowly pulled the bowstring.
Weng... Weng...
He slowly pulled the bowstring, and in the darkness, strong yin energy quickly gathered in his hands, and soon the wind and clouds began to surge.
He aimed his eyes at the golden sword that was chopped down, and with his aura locked on it, the golden sword suddenly slowed down by a beat.
"What about God's punishment? I'll still shoot you through!"