I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 29 Psychic
After hearing Lu Zhen's question, Bai Yunrui nodded seriously:

"Well, he is stronger than I thought. He should be at the beginning of the first realm. Occasionally, he can burst out with combat power close to the second realm, but the duration is very short. It should be some kind of secret method or magical power, the source of which is unknown.

"Also, I originally thought he was a warrior, but I didn't expect that he actually followed the orthodox Xuanmen bodybuilding path. It seems to be the inheritance of the Longhu Mountain Zhengyi School, but I can't be sure."

Fang Shuan also shook his big head and said:
"In my opinion, this kid is not very honest. I think he guessed that we were watching from the side last night. Uncle, you see, when he saw us, he was not panicked at all. He paused for a while before pretending to be surprised. It was obvious that he was prepared.

"People like him might still have hidden strength."

Bai Yunrui was arrogant and didn't pay much attention to these details. After hearing what Fang Shuan said, he sneered and said:

"So what? He is only at the second level at best, and can't make any waves.

"And as long as he is practicing orthodox Taoism, even if he has some small secrets, he will be suppressed by the Taoist Wuliang Tianzun. The possibility of mutation out of control is very small, so there is no need to make a fuss."

As he said this, he looked back at Lu Zhen, "Okay, let's not talk about this for now. Fourth brother, how are you doing? Can you still communicate with spirits?"

Lu Zhen sighed slightly:

"It's barely OK. I'd better hold on for a while. This person has been dead for a while. If I wait until tomorrow, I'm afraid his spirit will dissipate and I won't be able to get anything out of him."

As he spoke, he closed his eyes, relaxed himself, allowed his spirit body to enter a state of meditation, and began to communicate with the illusory spiritual world in the dark.

After a moment, Lu Zhen suddenly opened his eyelids, and his originally bright and clear eyes suddenly turned completely black, without pupils and whites, just like a starry sky as dark as ink.

With the help of the special means of the "psychic", his spirit entered an unknown dream and floated in a strange universe without sky, earth, front, back, left, or right, and without the passage of time.

Seizing this opportunity, Lu Zhen sensed his surroundings and "saw" countless strange creatures among the countless flickering halos.

Some of them float around freely like swimming fish, showing no interest in outsiders, while others cast prying eyes full of malicious intent, ready to make a move.

There are even countless indescribable and unnameable high-level spirits. Even with Lu Zhen's strength as a "psychic", he dare not take any more looks.

Soon, he accurately found the ghost that looked exactly like the bald man.

It was a transparent, illusory figure that seemed about to disappear at any time, and was obviously different from other spiritual beings.

Lu Zhen's thoughts flowed as he carefully controlled his spirit body, gradually approaching it and communicating with it easily. At the same time, he used the secret method of "psychic" to steal the remaining mark inside it.

With a bang, he entered the other person's perspective, awakened many memories, and saw many broken pictures, recording the life of the deceased.

The rich family's son was treated like a treasure, but unfortunately he was abducted by human traffickers and ended up in the "Beggar Gang". His face was disfigured, his tendons in his hands and feet were cut, and he became a beggar who sought sympathy. He slept in the open air every day, barely surviving. Before he was even twenty, he was already seriously ill and on the verge of death.

Lu Zhen was kind-hearted and could not bear to read any longer, so she quickly scrolled back her memory to observe the following text.

Deep in the dark and damp underground, a man with a horse face walked up to the limp deceased, leaned over gently, handed over a small puppet pendant and said:

"If you want to stay alive, hold it in your mouth and pray for protection every day. As long as you are sincere and open your heart, the Faceless Immortal will respond to your request and give you everything you want..."

From then on, the screen was filled with bloody and violent scenes, which kept breaking up and jumping around without any coherence until the last scene.

Led by the horse-faced man, the bald man walked to a statue covered with a red cloth and worshiped sincerely, muttering unclear words such as "five hearts of tranquility", "immortals' protection", "sacrifice of filth", etc.

After the prayer was over, the horse-faced man said with satisfaction: "You have done well in the past few years and have been recognized by the Faceless Immortal. Today, the Immortal will grant you a rank and the magical power of 'No Eyes'.

"As long as you use it properly and practice diligently, you can easily deal with those so-called 'first realm' practitioners of the orthodox pseudo-path. I hope you can live up to the favor of the immortals and work harder with sincerity."

As he spoke, he gently lifted the red cloth covering the statue, revealing the true face of the statue...

Click!
The scene that Lu Zhen saw suddenly shattered into pieces. His brain seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer. He was filled with a dizzy feeling of falling at high speed. He felt weak all over and almost fainted.

He felt a piercing pain on his face, as if someone was gouging out his eyeballs, nose, lips and ears bit by bit with a knife. He yelled, his knees went weak, and he knelt down, his hands involuntarily falling to the ground, his mind filled with indescribable horror.

It took a long time for Lu Zhen to come back to his senses. He sat on the ground in a daze, his whole body drenched in sweat again. He felt that his spirit was extremely weak. He heard all kinds of mumbling and talking in the void, and he was even on the verge of madness.

"Hiss..."

His body trembled slightly, and a hoarse, terrifying friction sound that was not human came out of his mouth. His ink-black eyes suddenly lit up with seven colors, revealing pupils that stood up like snakes.

At the same time, layers of cold scales grew on his exposed neck and arms, and the temperature of his body was rapidly disappearing.

Seeing this, Bai Yunrui raised his eyebrows, and without hesitation, he slapped out with his palm, pressing it on the back of Lu Zhen, and continuously injected the powerful and domineering innate pure yang energy into him.

With the unreserved support of this "innate" strong man of the fourth realm of martial arts, the abnormalities on Lu Zhen's body were quickly suppressed. The scales on his body disappeared, and his skin returned to white. The vertical pupils in his eyes also turned back to their original brown eyeballs.

"Yunrui, I... I'm fine. Don't... don't waste... your true energy..."

Bai Yunrui saw that he had regained consciousness, and his slightly pale and stiff face finally relaxed. He slowly withdrew his palm power, carried Lu Zhen, who had fallen to the ground, to a chair, and asked in his softest voice:
"Fourth brother, how are you?"

Lu Zhen's chest rose and fell slowly. After a long while, he let out a long breath and said slowly:

"It was a close call. I almost lost control just now. Fortunately, you helped me stabilize my spirit body at the expense of your cultivation. Thank you for saving my life."

Bai Yunrui hated being pretentious. He wiped the sweat off his face and said proudly:

"We are brothers who have gone through life and death together, why are you talking about this? Cultivation is a small matter, just practice diligently and it will be fine, as long as you are fine."

The fathers of Bai Yunrui and Lu Zhen are the Golden-Haired Rat Bai Yutang and the Sky-Drilling Rat Lu Fang, two of the Five Righteous Men respectively. They are both members of the "Five Rats" of Xiankong Island and are sworn brothers who have kowtowed to each other. Therefore, the two of them can be said to have a lifelong friendship.

Lu Zhen knew Bai Yunrui's character, so he didn't say anything more and kept the matter in mind.

At this time, Fang Shuan ran over with his big head, still asking in fear:
"Fourth Uncle, what on earth did you see? Why did you become like this?"

Lu Zhen looked at him, and while enduring the tremendous pressure in his heart and the soreness in his body, he slowly uttered a few words:
“You shall not…look…directly at God.”

……

At the same time, in another classroom, Xu Liang looked at the three puppets with their eyes slightly opened placed side by side on the table, frowned slightly, and said to himself:
“Why are these three puppets a little different?
"How did he do that?"

……

(End of this chapter)