Liaokong saw a very thin line on Feng Xitian's body, which seemed to be heading towards Gu Qingxi...
Liaokong looked down at himself again, and there was also a very thin line on his body, which seemed to be heading towards Gu Qingxi.
What is this...?
Liaokong wanted to look more carefully, but his eyes suddenly felt a sharp pain. This pain was so painful that he almost fainted.
"Liaokong!"
"Monk, what's wrong with you?"
Liaokong heard the exclamations of Gu Qingxi and Feng Xitian, and their tones were full of worry.
Liaokong covered his eyes, and a stream of heat slowly flowed down.
"Your eyes! Why are you bleeding!" Feng Xitian shouted, "Qingxi, hurry up, hurry up, let Baldy see what's wrong? Is there any internal injury?"
"I'm fine." Liaokong took the handkerchief handed by Gu Qingxi and covered his eyes, and said in a deep voice.
He was indeed fine, but he overused his wisdom eyes.
To be precise, what he saw exceeded the level that his wisdom eyes could bear. What he accidentally peeked into was not something he could see. At least it's not something he can see with his current cultivation level.
Liaokong's heart was not at peace at the moment.
What was the thread he saw?
Was it a bond? Was it a bond between him and Qingxi? Or did it represent something else?
It seemed reasonable to say it was a bond, as he, Feng Xiatian, and Gu Qingxi were already close friends. This time they went to Southern Xinjiang to train together, and there was indeed a connection between them. Was
it related to their trip to Southern Xinjiang this time?
But Liaokong felt that it was not that simple, but he couldn't put it into words.
"How is it?" Gu Qingxi asked Liaokong.
"It's okay, I just can't see." Liaokong replied calmly.
Feng Xiatian's face twisted when she heard this: "!!! You can't even see, and you still say it's okay!" What on earth did the little bald donkey do just now!
"It's temporary, it will be fine." Liaokong looked
calm. "What did you do just now?" Gu Qingxi asked the question in Feng Xiatian's mind first.
"I opened my wisdom eye, and I may have seen something that I can't see with my cultivation level, so it backfired." Liaokong said slowly, covering his eyes with a calm tone.
"Wisdom Eyes... What did you see?" Gu Qingxi did not wait for Kong to answer, she also opened her spiritual eyes and looked at Kong and Feng Xiatian.
Then...
Feng Xiatian screamed: "Ahhhh! Qingxi, your eyes are bleeding!"
Kong: "Qingxi, what did you do?"
Gu Qingxi: "... I am explaining something in a figurative way. If a person wants to die, no one can stop him."
"What did you do? Why can you still treat it as a joke when it is such a tragic thing!" Feng Xiatian looked at the bleeding eyes of her two friends and shouted anxiously. Why are the two so calm about blindness, while he is worried and anxious, as if it is not them who are blind, but himself.
"You have also cultivated wisdom eyes?" Kong was shocked. How could this be possible? This is a skill that only the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect has.
"It's not wisdom eyes, it's spiritual eyes. I am still a spiritual practitioner." Gu Qingxi sighed and took out a handkerchief to cover her eyes. She also took out the cup that Xue Mingbai had given her before, put some ice cubes in it, and applied it to her eyes.
As expected, curiosity kills the cat. Gu Qingxi opened her spiritual eyes and glanced at Feng Xiatian and Kong. As a result, she felt a sharp pain in her eyes, and then she felt a warm liquid flowing out. Her eyes were bleeding... Gu Qingxi sighed. It seems that the spiritual eyes really can't be used casually.
Last time she used it to see the leader of the Tianqing Sect, she just felt pain in her eyes. It seems that she was lucky. This time she went blind, but it should be only temporary. It seems that she has to be more cautious when using the spiritual eyes in the future.
"Don't worry, the backlash is not too serious, it's just temporary blindness." Gu Qingxi comforted Feng Xiatian who was worried and crazy.
"You two, can you please stop doing this! Forget about the little bald donkey, Qingxi, you knew that he was like this because he opened his wisdom eyes, and you still opened your spiritual eyes to see him again. Are you a fool!" Feng Xiatian roared at his two blind friends.
Gu Qingxi: "...I was wrong."
Feng Xiatian said angrily: "Did you say something in your heart, will you dare to do it next time?"
Lekong: "It seems that you are experienced. You must have been beaten a lot when you were a child, so you should admit your mistakes less."
Feng Xiatian's face changed, and he became angry and embarrassed: "Shut up! Now you are forced to practice closed-eye meditation, can't you be quiet? You should practice closed-mouth meditation!"
Gu Qingxi and Lekong both laughed. Although Feng Xiatian kept roaring, they deeply felt the concern and worry in his tone.
"You go sit down and rest, I will operate the flying boat." Feng Xiatian saw the smiles of Gu Qingxi and Lekong and lost his temper. Forget it, forget it, don't bother with two blind people.
Gu Qingxi and Lekong sat aside and talked in a low voice.
"What did you see?" Gu Qingxi asked in a low voice.
"Line..." Lekong just said this word and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Gu Qingxi was shocked when she heard the voice: "Did you spit blood? Don't say it!" It seems that what Lekong saw cannot be said, otherwise it will be backfired.
In the present world, the metaphysical world also has rules. Some things that peek into the future cannot be told, otherwise there will be serious backlash, or even the most severe punishment, which is death. Lekong's state made Gu Qingxi think of these, and it should be the same situation.
"What are you doing!" Feng Xia Tian turned around and saw the scene here, and went crazy again. Does the little bald donkey like to die so much?
"Nothing, I've been eating too well recently, and my blood is vigorous, so I vomited a little." Lekong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said calmly.
Feng Xia Tian: "..." Don't want to pay attention to the bald donkey!
"I shouldn't ask you." Gu Qingxi blamed herself.
"It's okay. We didn't expect this to happen." Lekong comforted Gu Qingxi, then his face became solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "This trip to Southern Xinjiang... We have to be careful."
Lekong felt an indescribable sense of depression in his heart, and he always felt that this trip to Southern Xinjiang would not be so easy.
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