After finishing speaking, Guan Zhongyi raised his hand and inserted his index and middle fingers into his eyes without hesitation.
"Ahhhhhhh!!!"
The shrill screams resounded throughout the countryside.
Blood spurted out, and the pain stimulated Guan Zhongyi to scream crazily.
The world in front of him turned from blood red to pitch black, but Guan Zhongyi felt that his Taoist heart had never been so bright.
He could hear a large number of personal guards rushing in. He ignored the exclamations of 'Mr. Guan'.
Guan Zhongyi raised his head, and in the intertwined black and red 'sight', he saw a huge star, approaching the capital rapidly.
That big star, he knows, Ziwei Emperor Star!
"I saw it, I saw it, it's Li Chen, Li Chen will be here soon!"
Guan Zhongyi's voice contained tremors caused by pain, and twists caused by extreme excitement, but most of all, it was madness.
Guan Zhongyi's blood-covered hands trembled and groped for the empty turtle shell.
Grasping the turtle shell tightly, Guan Zhongyi stretched out his hand toward the huge Ziwei Emperor Star hanging in the endless dark blood-red void in front of him...
He wants to disrupt the destiny that has been destined...
This was an opportunity he gained at the price of permanent blindness, and he would not allow failure.
And almost at this moment, thousands of miles away, on the border, yellow sand was flying all over the sky along with goose feathers and heavy snow.
An old Taoist was walking in the wind and snow holding the hand of a little girl who was getting more and more energetic.
The gravel was blown up into the sky by the strong wind, beating all obstacles along the way. In such an environment, it is difficult for ordinary people to not only walk, but also to open their eyes. Even the camels that are most adapted to this environment are faced with such a large amount of wind and sand.
Even in the wind and snow, we have to find a place to take shelter.
But this combination of an old man and a young man is calm and peaceful.
No matter what kind of wind, snow or sand comes within three inches of their bodies, it will slide away to both sides as if they are encountering an invisible shield.
"Master, why is there wind?" Little Prajna, who was full of energy, raised his head and asked the old man.
"The difference in temperature is too large. If one side is hot and the other is cold, then the air from the colder place will flow to the hotter place, and there will be wind."
"Then Master, why does it rain?" Little Prajna tilted his head and asked again.
The old Taoist smiled kindly and never seemed to be impatient. He explained: "The sun is always hot and shines on the earth. The water on the ground is evaporated after being burned by the sun. The steam rises and forms clouds. If there are too many clouds, they will not be able to store more."
More steam will turn into rainwater to moisten the earth."
Little Prajna seemed to understand, but she seemed to like this feeling of asking and answering, and jumped to ask: "Does the sun really exist forever?"
The old Taoist smiled slightly and said: "Eternity is only relative to the short life of human beings. Life is only a few dozen years, or more than a hundred years. There is no longer a thousand years of life, and the big day is ten thousand years, ten thousand years."
But no matter what it is, there is no eternity under the Tao, and the great sun will burn out one day and fall into eternal darkness, but the Tao will last forever."
Little Prajna asked more and more questions. Just when she was about to ask the next question, she saw the old Taoist suddenly stopped.
Chapter completed!