Opening the eyes of the sky sounds like a very powerful mysterious method.

In fact, it is just relative. For Xuanshi, opening the heavenly eye is just a basic mysterious method that must be mastered.

The process of opening the sky eye is to sense the qi in the body and perform a preliminary combing of the fine veins on the surface of the body, and try to guide the true qi to gather into the eyes. In the fine veins around the eyes, a smoother running fine veins can be combed out, and at the same time, the frequency of true qi leakage in the eyes is suppressed. As the mind reaches, the true qi leakage in the eyes becomes slower, and the natural exudation of the five elements of the outside world will also slow down, and an invisible qi film similar to a lens will be formed in front of the eyes. The practitioner is like wearing special glasses and can see abnormal existences that ordinary people cannot see.

The Xuanshi, who was the first to practice, had insufficient true energy and not strong enough consciousness in his body, so the heavenly eyes could not be opened at any time.

Of course, even if you have a profound cultivation level like Han Kehu, you will not let your heavenly eye open at all times, because in that case, you will often see many inexplicable things that overlap and confusion with reality. As he said in his notes, opening the heavenly eye at all times can easily make people feel insanity and eventually become a mentally ill person.

Throughout history, there have been many people who were born with the eyes of heaven, and some of them became crazy, and some of them almost collapsed and destroyed their eyes, becoming a fortune teller who knew many things that ordinary people could not know. As the saying goes, a fortune teller who peeked at the secrets of heaven.

Wen Shuo was cautious, so he did not rashly try to open his eyes.

After several attempts to ensure that he was absolutely sure to control the trace amount of true qi, operated in the fine veins around the eyes, and could freely retract and interact with the natural five elements of the outside world, he began to carefully try to open the sky eye.

From one point to another, Wen Shuo was trembling as if walking on thin ice.

No wonder he is so small-winged. After all, there is no guidance from anyone and no successful cases that he has seen with his own eyes. If he fails and causes his eyes to be damaged...

The price paid is too great.

It was five o'clock in the morning that day.

Wen Shuo, who was sitting cross-legged at the head of the bed, woke up from his sleep, stretched his waist and simply moved his limbs, preparing to go out for a run, boxing and fitness as before. He was used to gradually falling asleep during the nightly practice. And because the fine meridians on the surface of the body were combing many times, the qi flowed in and out more smoothly, so he didn't have to worry about numbness in his legs, and his body had to meditate for a long time, such as stiffness in his qi, blockage of qi and blood, and poor rest.

Listening to the drizzle outside the window, Wen Shuo had to give up his plan to go out for fitness and sat back to the head of the bed and practice cross-legged.

In recent days, in addition to combing the thin meridians on the body with familiarity, and traveling around the meridians in the body with the true qi, he will be calm and cautiously guide and control the little bits of true qi and combing around the eyes.

Now, he began to sort out again.

The thin veins around the eyes have basically been combing and unblocking the meridians, and it is time to try to open the sky eye.

Wenshuo, who is in a state of meditation, is controlled in an orderly manner and flows naturally and evenly to the surface of the body. The already pitiful true qi is then carefully clenched from each place and moved to the eyes.

Wen Shuo has been combed through the fine meridians and meridians between the body and the eyes in recent days during his practice and has become very smooth.

Therefore, the true qi is not blocked at all and flows to the eyes almost naturally.

When you feel that the true energy around your eyes is abundant and has a subtle contact with the natural five elements of heaven and earth, but it does not break, Wen Shuo takes back his mind from entering into meditation, slowly opens his eyes, and everything goes as usual in the eyes.

He slowly got out of the bed, and then felt his vision blurry, and he quickly adapted.

Walking to the window, pulling the curtains open, Wen Shuo opened the window and looked out.

Outside, the morning light was bright and the drizzle was woven.

If it were usual, there would be nothing new in the early morning rain scene. But at this moment, in Wen Shuo's sight, the rain curtains are different from the trees outside, the community walls, the houses farther away, the South Ring Road, the farmers' markets and fields further away... but involve a wide area.

Because of the rain, the fluctuations of the five elements between heaven and earth will naturally become clearer and clearer. Suddenly, the rain falls in a certain place is denser, and the omnipresent five elements are like a large net. The fluctuations will change slightly, but the balance will not be broken or changed. Although this elastic fluctuation is not so clear. However, Wen Shuo opened his eyes to see external objects for the first time, and was very careful, so all these subtle fluctuations were seen in his eyes.

Suddenly, he frowned and looked southwest along his feelings.

I saw above the southwest corner of the community wall, in the breeze and drizzle, against the backdrop of the morning light, a misty figure turned into a few gentle black lines in the air, floating leisurely across the wall, like silk ribbons in the air, sometimes twisting, sometimes stretching to float to the southeast. Gradually, a few black lines began to widen, thin, and thin...

About a few minutes later, when the black lines were about to float out of Wen Shuo's vision, they were shattered by a gust of breeze and drizzle, floating and splashing without a trace.

Wen Shuo frowned, closed his eyes and recited the magic spell silently, and closed his eyes.

He briefly opened his eyes, but he felt extremely tired, just like he was busy all morning when he was crazy about waste products a few days ago.

He knew that this was because the generation degree of true qi in the body was too slow and there was no storage accumulation. Therefore, he opened the heavenly eye and the true qi was almost exhausted. The balance between the five elements of the outside world also showed disorder, which made him so tired in body and mind.

He knew that this time, the eyes of the sky were successful.

The few black lines I just saw must have been two or three hours ago. Someone at home not far from the southwest passed away. When the vitality was broken, the yang energy disappeared, and the yin energy still existed, drifted out of the human body and eventually dissipated between heaven and earth.

The joy after the successful opening of the sky eye cannot eliminate physical and mental fatigue, so after a little excitement, Wen Shuo simply lay down on the bed and soon fell asleep.

I slept until noon after a night.

When my mother came back from get off work, she knocked on the door outside the bedroom door several times before she woke him up.

Outside, the light rain had already stopped.

The scorching sun is in the sky.

A black Mercedes-Benz sedan was parked in front of the row of stores on the west side of Xianren Bridge in the south of Liujiaying Village.

Two well-dressed men got out of the car. One of them was a middle-aged man in his forties. He had a squinted shape and a dignified national face. He had obvious wrinkles, but his eyebrows and big eyes were thick and big, and his temperament was extraordinary. The other was in his thirties, with a shiny back and a black briefcase in his left hand. He was obviously a follower of the middle-aged man.

The driver did not get off the bus. The two stood by the road and looked at the Xianren Bridge for a few times, turned around and spoke and entered the "Sister Wang Liangpi Shop" next to them.

It was noon and there were already many diners in the store.

Two middle-aged men with obvious identities walked to the innermost corner, found an empty small table to sit down, and ordered two portions of cold crust and two sesame cakes. While waiting for the cold crust and sesame cakes, the middle-aged man with a flat shape asked the boss lady next to him who was wiping the table and said, "I remember, your family has been making cold crust for more than ten years, right?"

"Thirteen years..." The boss lady said with a smile: "Have you ever eaten cold skin here? Look at it and it's a raw."

"I had eaten a few times when you set up a stall at the bridgehead of Laoxian Bridge," the man smiled and said, "Later, no matter where you go, it was not as delicious as yours. So over the years, as long as someone around you came to Dongyun to do business, I would ask them to come to you and buy a cold peel for me to take back..."

"Oh, then it's the old customer!" The boss's wife turned her head and shouted, "Dad, these two bosses have enough cold skin!"

"Oh!" The simple man who was cutting the cold skin through the glass responded with briskly.

Other diners who ate cold skin all laughed and made suggestions and asked to add some more to them.

As the saying goes, you can’t be together with the same relatives.

The middle-aged man with a slab-shaped name is Qi Dechang, who is the chairman of Linguan Dechang Group. He first started doing timber business. Later, he ran a furniture factory and started a construction company. From building houses and building buildings to decorate railways, roads and bridges, he later invested in private schools, kindergartens and junior high schools, and even high schools were jointly with the state schools. At the end of last year, he began to invest in iron ore, and in the early stages, he also bought shares in two steel mills in the later stages of steelmaking and finished product smelting...

In Linguan City, Qi Dechang is definitely the top rich man.

When the cold skin came up, Qi Dechang was carrying the cold skin, and seemed to ask casually: "Boss, please ask you for someone. I remember that on the Xianren Bridge, an old god named Han often set up stalls. Why didn't you see him when I came here?"

"You mean Old Han, are you?" The boss lady sighed and said, "I'm dead, it's almost four months, right?"

"Oh," Qi Dechang was stunned for a moment, but his expression did not change much, and he muttered: "He seems to have no children or daughters..." After saying that, Qi Dechang lowered his head and ate cold skin, as if he mentioned an irrelevant person in a casual chat. He died, and he died.

The boss lady said, "Yes, it's said that Old Han has done too many ways in his life, and God can't tolerate it. He didn't let him be blind and lame, but he was a loser."

Tian Musheng, the confidant assistant and bodyguard sitting opposite Qi Dechang, put down his chopsticks and asked with a smile: "Sister Wang, after hearing what you said, that old Han is still a real person. Can he draw talismans and attract ghosts, and subdue demons and eliminate demons?"

"If you believe, you have it; if you don't believe, you won't." The boss's wife showed a hint of sympathy in her expression and said, "Old Han is actually quite pitiful, alas."

"Then he has no children, so he confiscated his disciple?" Tian Musheng asked.
Chapter completed!