In the basement where the kerosene lamp was lit, Joyce sat cross-legged on the stone slab, and his breath was steaming, constantly urging the mysterious qi to run in the strange path map in his body.

"Whew!"

It wasn't until Joyce's meridians and body felt soreness that he dissipated the seals on his hands and gradually exhaled a turbid breath.

"For the time being, the path diagram of this secret qi is digested, but how long will it take to digest the foundation of this secret cultivation?" Joyce was not sure whether the flow of qi in the path diagram was digestion or refining.

"I should have changed myself, after the first time I tried this strange qi running path, I encountered a disaster in the Flame Tenderness Dance Hall, and now in retrospect, not only was I seriously injured at that time, but when I fought with the gangster Croton, my strength was also surprisingly great, after all, he also has the level of secret qi. Joyce recalls some details in light of her own situation.

"There are some details in the Flame Tenderness Ballroom, and there is another thing that I have overlooked, that is, when I fired at the cannonball, blowing up the cloaked old man, did I really hit the cannonball at that moment?"

Joyce only remembered that the gun was burning out at the muzzle of the box, and his eyes were black, and his spirit was as if he had been pumped out of the chamber, showing fatigue.

But in a moment of mental exhaustion, Joyce did not see the bullet hitting the shell on the ground, and the violent explosion was surging.

The situation was urgent, and it was too late to think about it, but now Joyce recalls that something was wrong.

"Why does the mental power come out of the chamber with a bullet and have the feeling of being drawn out in a concentrated manner? Joyce shook her head, and a word came to mind, and that was aiming.

"I shoot at the shell, and there must be a certain degree of concentration of mental power in a moment, and the aim is by the eye, is it the left eye or the right eye?" Joyce tried to recall the scene of the shot exploding the shell.

"My eyes were slightly squinted, and none of my eyes were closed. Joyce's expression shifted slightly, and he reached to the right and took the holster.

Taking out the Sarota pistol, as there was no obvious reference, Joyce aimed the muzzle at the small lock coffin in the corner of the basement.

In Joyce's visual perception, it is difficult to distinguish the abilities of his two eyes.

"I saw the black liquid mysterious substance in the locked coffin, which eye saw it? Joyce was a little impatient, and it felt like an itch on her body, and she couldn't tell where it was.

"How can we distinguish between the perception and ability of the eyes, and close them one by one?" Joyce's eyes were different from ordinary people at this time, although he thought that this method was very earthy, but it was easier to try to do so.

Joyce only discovered a compass-like left eye, with an ability similar to that of a glance or a peer, and he could see again through his left eye any person or place that he found directly or indirectly.

"The distance that the left eye can see is obviously very far, which is not possible with the right eye with a whirlpool, and now there is another ability that is also obvious, that is, clairvoyance, is this ability the left eye or the right eye?" Joyce tried to close his right eye, his left eye still focused.

Layers of compass brilliance appeared in Joyce's left eye, making him see the black liquid in the locked coffin more clearly, but this difference in senses seemed to be missing something.

"The ability to see through seems to be on the left eye, but the line of sight does not seem to penetrate the locked coffin, but directly sees the space inside the locked coffin. Joyce silently felt herself.

"Space?"

Through the abilities of her left eye, Joyce also spotted Teresa taking a bath in the bathroom on the first floor.

"It's not like the eye is looking through the wall, it's like a kind of dark gaze, but it's a little unbearable to find such a beautiful discovery!" Joyce covered his face with both hands, and then rubbed it again.

As Joyce's hands were lowered, his left eye was closed, and his right eye was opened, as if he were a hint and preparation.

"Look in. ”

Joyce's right eye looked at the locked coffin, focusing his vision on the coffin.

A kind of microscopic vision was created with Joyce's right eye concentrated, first he saw the fine cracks in the coffin, and then his vision seemed to drill into the coffin, and he saw the mechanism and gear structure of the coffin, and even the fine lines of the coffin's metal were also in his gaze.

"Is it the right eye that can see through? No wonder it felt different just now, it was the mysterious characteristic fluctuations of the black liquid seen by the right eye. Joyce opened one eye, a look of surprise.

Previously, Joyce's left eye only found the black liquid in the locked coffin, but there was no fluctuation and aura of mysterious properties.

"The reason why I was able to find out that others were secret cultivators, and I saw the secret veins and secret sources, is probably because of this right eye, if the left eye is a macrocosm that spans a large range, then this right eye is probably a microcosm. Joyce had a slight guess in her mind.

"It's still not right, even if the right eye can see through, it's hard to explain the situation that the mental power is extracted the moment you shoot at the cannonball. Joyce picked up the pistol again and aimed at the coffin with her right eye open.

"Do you want to try to shoot, but you can't help but alarm Elena and Teresa when the gunshot goes off!" Joyce didn't show any mental power pumping in the basement after aiming at the gun for a while.

Joyce, who gradually opened his left eye, took a deep breath, put the gun back into the holster, and got up from the stone slab.

There was a crackling sound that popped inside Joyce's body like a bean.

"It's very comfortable, this strange qi sense running path map is very useful, and every time I finish something, I feel a lot stronger and stronger!" Worried that Teresa or others would check the details of the basement, Joyce did some push-ups and sit-ups to hide the sweat on his clothes.

After tidying up the basement and extinguishing the kerosene lamp, Joyce went out with his things.

In the bathroom on the second floor, Joyce tossed again in the night, and after taking a shower and soaking his clothes, he was not afraid that someone would suddenly come in at this time.

"In the future, it will be difficult for me to be less exposed to the things that will make me feel heavy. Joyce muttered to herself.

Nearly midnight, Joyce returned to the bedroom, where Elena was already asleep in the big bed.

"She's really unkind, she came by herself, how do I sleep like this every day, and the impact doesn't seem to be very good. Joyce sneered, but didn't make a move.

Joyce, who put on his split pajamas, put everything away first, the pistol, the lock coffin and the key wheel, he easily dared not leave his body, even if he was taking a shower.

Quietly moved a chair and sat on the edge of the bed, Joyce did not disturb the sleeping Elena.

Letting go of his senses, Joyce made sure that there were no flies or anything like that, and the door was locked tightly, so he used his eyes to observe the blonde girl lying on the bed.

"The secret source is in the back of the heart, and three secret veins are emanated. ”

Joyce saw the metallic mechanical texture of Elena's back heart, and the three veins that emanated.

"When did Old Rupert give her the secret medicine? My own secret qi stage should be considered quite smooth, but if you want to reach the level of her three-vein secret person, I am afraid it will take quite a long time. Joyce pondered silently.

There was such a ready-made secret cultivation as Elena to observe, after all, unlike locking a coffin, Joyce could just experience the power of the eyes.

Joyce didn't dare to use the ability of his eyes on Elena before, mainly because he was afraid of the methods of the Church of the Goddess of Life.

But since the captain Bazel used the demon hunting bullet to tear apart the roots and tendrils in the ripples behind Elena, Joyce began to be emboldened with her, and felt that those who did evil things behind her back were not invincible.

"Maybe it shouldn't be called germination, this seed in Elena's heart just grows dense roots, these roots are like hairs, sticking to the wall of her heart, over time, the seed will not only feed on her heart's work, it is likely to change!" Joyce was more or less aware of Elena's pain.

"She should know that her time is running out, how can she take out this rooted seed, the ability of my secret qi is to make the cracked shadow wriggle, it seems to be of little use to this seed, and the roots are too thin and dense, even if the heart is broken, it will be difficult to separate it from the flesh and blood. Joyce's mood grew heavier as she observed Elena.

"Do you really want to use the power of ritual secret methods?"

Joyce thought of praying to an ancient, mysterious being, but he didn't know who to ask for.

"Buzz!"

As Joyce gazes at the seed in Elena's heart, his visual perception suddenly blurs, as if his spirit is rapidly becoming tired.

"It's coming!"

A swirl of light on the side of the pupil of Joyce's right eye was slowly turning, and a round light swirled around Elena's heart, like an expanding light curtain.

This sense of déjà vu from when the gun was fired made Joyce keenly aware of it.

But the scene in Joyce's right eye seemed to be only the seed full of roots in the light curtain, and even lost the Elena in front of him and the heart that had just seen through her.

It wasn't until Joyce's left eye opened quickly that his strange visual perception changed again.

"Excuse me?"

Looking at the light curtain at Elena's heart, and the whisker seed in the light curtain, Joyce had a bold guess.

When Elena didn't feel anything, and was asleep, Joyce reached out to her, but not quickly, as if she was looking for something.

"Wow!"

Joyce's right hand reached into the light curtain of Elena's heart, only to make a slight ripple of light, and the blonde girl was still unaware.

Adjusting his breathing to hold his state, Joyce grabbed the seed full of roots in his right hand, and he was ready to be invaded by the seed.

However, the moment Joyce grasped the seed with his right hand, the dense roots of the seed naturally contracted, as if he was frightened.