"Hmm...... It hurts......"

Ping fell on the ground, Jun Yan's knee knocked badly, and he said in pain.

Everything has a spiritual painting that makes it up, as well as stones, and even the earth, and even the air. Although the forms and variations of these psionic drawings are different, the spiritual drawings vary greatly from object to object.

However, Jun Yan, who is not yet familiar with this perspective, has lost the ability to judge the contours and distances of the things he sees. Everything is like a tiger on a plane, composed of a chaotic line of various colors.

However, it is the contour of the object and the sense of distance that are the key to walking. At this moment, Jun Yan is trying to find the law, trying to find something with obvious characteristics as a reference.

Looking around, Jun Yan saw two very characteristic "things" in the distance of his vision in the world composed of spiritual power paintings that he saw with his right eye.

Two straight "lines".

These two "lines" are one left and one right, on both sides of Jun Yan's body. The light and shadow lines drawn by the spirits that make up these two "lines" are completely different in color and form. Jun Yan judged that at least one of the two "lines" in this field of vision was the main road.

"I remember that my aunt seemed to have taken me to a forest. Such a straight 'line' is not like a natural one, but should be an artificially built road. ”

Bending down, Jun Yan groped and grabbed a handful of dirt mixed with stones, carefully examined it in his hand, and thought quickly in his mind.

"Although I have lost my traditional vision, from the tactile point of view, these things in my fingers should be dirt and stones, and generally the remote paths are also directly pressed from dirt and stones. In other words, these two 'lines' on both sides of my body, the spiritual force painting of the other one is closer to the spiritual force painting in my hand, which one is the road!"

Jun Yan, who lost his traditional vision, gradually constructed a simple logic. After careful consideration, Jun Yan decided to set off to the right.

"The spiritual painting of the 'line' on the right is closer to the spiritual painting of earth and stones, this is it!"

Slowly getting up, Jun Yan groped his way to the right like a blind man. Bumping into trees, tripping over stones, and getting scratched by branches are all common things, and I keep groping in this direction.

I don't know how many heels I fell, but finally, Jun Yan is about to rush to this "line"!

As long as you are on the road, there will not be so many debris in the forest, as long as you are judging the direction and walking along the road, you will definitely be able to reach Yongshuo County! Jun Yan thought excitedly.

But when he really approached this "line" in his right eye, less than a zhang wide, Jun Yan was dumbfounded.

Because, he heard the sound of running water.

"Wouldn't it?" Jun Yan felt a little regretful in his heart. Slowly walked to the edge of the "line" in front of him, squatted down, and reached out to touch the "line".

Sure enough, in line with the sound heard by the ears, there was a cold feeling in his hands. This is not the road that Jun Yan envisioned, but a very shallow, but quite wide stream.

"Hey, isn't it? Why is the brook so straight? Shouldn't it be zigzag?"

Jun Yan wanted to cry without tears. Holding a handful of clear water with both hands, and carefully studying the spiritual potential painting of this stream, Jun Yan finally knew the reason for his misjudgment.

In the "vision" of the right eye, this water spirit painting can be said to be very concise compared to the complex and varied spirit painting of grass and wood. Coupled with its translucent color, what Jun Yan saw in the distance was a spiritual painting of stones and silt under the stream, and it was no wonder that it was so similar to the hand of earth and stone that he grabbed up.

Looking back, another straight "line" was far behind him. Since your judgment is wrong, that is to say, the real road is behind you.

It's a different story......

Fortunately, Jun Yan was not so easily discouraged. Taking a deep breath, Jun Yan drank two sips of stream water to quench his thirst and washed his face again. Cheer up and go back the way you came.

It's a boring process, and it's all about patience. There is a lot of debris in the woods, and it is inevitable to be scratched by the branches and vines and trip. However, fortunately, the spiritual paintings of animals are generally more distinctive, and most of the lines are bright and complex, and they are varied. With this, Jun Yan could easily determine the location of the beasts, so as to avoid them and reduce trouble.

Slowly, Jun Yan also began to perceive the benefits of this perspective. For example, whether it is a road or a stream in the distance, it will not be obscured by the trees in normal vision, and there is no way to see it at all. However, this kind of direct vision of the spiritual painting is not hindered.

See it too clearly!

Jun Yan believes that the reason why this kind of vision will cause a lot of trouble is purely because he can't grasp the composition of the spiritual force painting very well, and he can't distinguish these objects just by the spirit painting.

For example, apples and tomatoes are both red and round. But if you are familiar enough with them, you can tell at a glance which ones are apples and which are tomatoes. Just like this, as long as you can master the spirit painting skillfully, even if the composition of some objects is very similar, it will not be an obstacle.

"But, can I really remember so many and intricate spiritual drawings?They seem to be almost irregular......" With this doubt, Jun Yan finally groped for the edge of the second line.

"Well, there's no sound of water. It can't be anything else......

Jun Yan cautiously stretched out his hand to grope, and the touch came, rough and hard—it was a bluestone road.

"Whew...... This would be considered 'the way to go'. Jun Yan's heart finally let go, he didn't want to make a wrong judgment again, "It's a bluestone road, no wonder there is such a big gap with the spiritual power painting of the earth and stones! It's not an ordinary dirt and stone path at all!"

Now, as long as you judge the direction, you can rush to Yongshuo County. Looking up at the sky, although the vision of the right eye is not ordinary vision, it still hurts to dazzle the eye.

Quickly rubbed his eyes, there was still a bit of glare in front of him - it seems that this vision is the same as ordinary vision, and it can't look directly at the sun. I actually wanted to see the spiritual force painting that makes up the sun, but it seems that this idea has been completely shattered.

Judging his own direction, combined with the direction in which Lingxian took him out of the city, Jun Yan quickly understood that as long as he walked along the road under his feet, he could rush back to Yongshuo County - if Lingxian hadn't deliberately played tricks on himself and went out of the city and made a detour.

Under the big sun, Jun Yan closed his eyes and walked along the road. Although the ability of the right eye to look directly at the spiritual drawing is good, the spiritual painting of the afterlife world is really complex and varied. Too much information came in, and Jun Yan's face was dazzled.

Now that you've found the right direction, it's better to close your eyes and grope your way around. Jun Yan found a wooden stick from the side of the road and tapped the ground along the side of the road, beating the ground like a blind man.

But he didn't walk long before the sound of horses' hooves came from behind him.

When he opened his eyes, although he couldn't see the outline, Jun Yan vaguely recognized that it was a carriage convoy. The convoy roared past Jun Yan, rolling up a cloud of dust and choking Jun Yan's cough.

"Ahem...... It's really hard to get on the road, and you have to choke on a carriage. Why did this team run so fast and still want to take a ride......"

Patting off the dust on his body, Jun Yan spit out. But who would have thought that God seemed to hear Jun Yan's words, and one of the people in the convoy actually broke away from the team, turned the horse's head, and turned back to Jun Yan.

Sensing that someone was coming on a horse, Jun Yan reflexively launched the Mysterious Technique-Shen Yin, hiding the spell mark on his whole body and covering up his own cultivation. Raising his head, the man stopped in front of him, rolled over and dismounted.

In Jun Yan's eyes, he couldn't see this person's face clearly, and he couldn't even distinguish between men and women. I can only see the colors and changes of the spiritual momentum on this person's body, and I always feel uncomfortable. But if you want to ask what makes her uncomfortable, Jun Yan can't answer herself.

And this person who turned back was actually a young man with a dignified appearance and extraordinary appearance. A brocade dress is not flashy, and it looks very elegant. When Jun Yan was looking at him, this person was also looking at Jun Yan.

In this man's eyes, Jun Yan's eyes were hollow and unfocused, and he couldn't tell that it was a material in his clothes, but there were strangely many broken branches and leaves, and he looked as if he had just come out of the chaotic forest.

Although Jun Yan's cultivation could not be detected, this man still felt that Jun Yan was not simple. Because looking at Jun Yan's embarrassed appearance, it seems that he has struggled out of the forest, there is still dust on his hands, and there are residual leaves on his hair. However, Jun Yan's clothes were not torn.

And he has a special spiritual skill to check other people's cultivation, but no matter how he drives the spiritual technique, he can't see through the cultivation of the boy in front of him. There are only two explanations for this: one is that this child's cultivation is too high, and he can't find out at all. The second is that this boy has a deep background, and the children of the big family often have spiritual treasures that shield snooping.

This man never thought that his cultivation would be lower than that of the boy in front of him. So, there is only the second possibility......

"Fortunately, I took a second look just now and noticed that this boy is extraordinary, maybe he may not be able to have a good fate!"

The man thought to himself, so he put his hands together and said politely:

"In Xiaquan Xiang Ming, Guyang Chengquan family. Just now, the convoy was in a hurry to rush to Yongshuo County, and it was too anxious to disturb the little brother. I'm so sorry. ”

"It turned out to be a man's ......"

Jun Yan muttered, and he didn't know what the other party meant, and he responded politely:

"You're welcome. It's just a little bit of dust, it's nothing. ”

Jun Yan's whispered muttering of course couldn't hide from Quan Xiangming's ears, he thought that he was here to make a good relationship, and thought that Jun Yan, who was covered in dust, was expressing dissatisfaction.

After thinking about it, Quan Xiangming invited: "No, no! It's our fault, since there are pedestrians, we should be slow." Is the little brother also going to the county town? I'm not very easy for your eyes, right? I can give you a ride. ”

"Well, yes, I'm worried about how to get back to the city!"

When Jun Yan heard that he could give himself a ride, he hurriedly agreed happily. This is naked laziness.

As for whether he is afraid that Quan Xiang Ming's heart technique is not correct, it can only be said that Jun Yan put away the curse seal and used the divine concealment to cultivate is his subconscious action, and he doesn't want to cause trouble.

But if someone else has a bad heart for him...... Hehe, I was left here by my aunt, in case something happens, it's my aunt's responsibility, isn't it?

With this thought, Jun Yan decided to be lazy once.