Genshin Impact: The evil eye eroded me at the beginning, and I became an immortal in a hundred battl

In the quiet environment, He Chuan gradually calmed down.

He was thinking, although improving his strength is imperative, but whether he is too impatient.

Among these martial arts secret manuals collected by Shiki Taisho's former master Korekami Harunosuke, there are many types.

As his strength improved and he had a lot of understanding of the sword and the physical body, his ability to find and fill in the gaps on his own also became stronger.

He did not read these secret books one by one, but selected them according to his own needs.

At the same time, he would occasionally stand up, draw his sword and dance to confirm what he had gained.

There are so many books here that He Chuan couldn't help but marvel at them. It was as if the entire history of Inazuma was collected. If they were taken out, they would be snatched up by all martial artists and sword practitioners.

On the side, General Shi, in addition to copying books, was silently watching He Chuan's actions.

It discovered that with He Chuan here, the speed at which it could recall its memories was actually increasing.

In this tacit understanding, a day and a night passed quietly.

He Chuan was pleasantly surprised to find that the bottleneck in his sword skills, which had prevented him from making any progress over the past few days even after many battles, had actually loosened.

At noon on the second day, General Shi waved his hand and threw the books that filled the table into the last gap in the bookcase in the room.

As the entire [Onmyoji Bureau] shook, He Chuan suddenly woke up from the book.

He noticed that the atmosphere of this dormitory became more ancient and natural.

It was as if it had been sublimated, forming a complete whole.

"General Shiki?"

He turned his gaze to the paper figure.

"That's right, I..."

General Shiki's eyes also flashed with joy, however, before he could finish his words, he suddenly froze in the air, as if time had stopped.

At this moment, it sensed a gaze that seemed to have crossed the long river of time and was projected from the distant broken void.

This gaze is so familiar that it will never be forgotten until death.

"Owner……"

When He Chuan heard General Shi's voice, he was stunned. Then, he also noticed a gaze that seemed to be able to see through everything, stripping him naked and scanning him thoroughly.

This feeling was too terrifying, he seemed to be locked in, and that gaze alone could determine his life or death.

He felt horrified. What level of power was this?

Demon? God?

He had never had such a feeling with the Eightfold Son of God.

It was like meeting a natural enemy. He had no power to resist at all. Just a glance was enough to take his life.

"This is……"

He Chuan squeezed out two words from his teeth, but before he finished speaking, the horrified gaze suddenly narrowed, and the huge pressure that was descending on him disappeared.

He bent down and gasped for breath, like a drowning man returning to shore.

In just a moment, sweat soaked his back.

He Chuan's scalp felt numb and his forehead felt like it was about to explode.

Only God Harunosuke? !

Are you telling me this is the only way for Shen Qing to get along?

Isn't he one of the "Three Shadows" under the Great Tengu?

The one who also practices as a mortal?

Even if you successfully break the limit, travel an extremely long distance, and become extremely powerful.

so what?

How could there be such a powerful force that could penetrate time and space and bring him such a sense of death threat!

It’s simply a fantasy.

It took He Chuan five minutes to catch his breath.

He looked up to find General Shiki, only to find that he had vanished without a trace.

His chest suddenly shook, and He Chuan lowered his head abruptly. The fallen leaf of the divine cherry tree that the Eight-fold Son of God had handed to him suddenly began to fly up inexplicably.

He Chuan followed the line of sight and discovered that in the deepest dormitory of the [Yin Yang Dormitory], a passage had appeared at some point, and leaves of the sacred cherry blossom flew in from here.

He Chuan seemed to understand something and followed him.

As he moved forward, the buildings around him gradually became brand new, but their styles changed slightly, which was incompatible with the Japanese-style buildings he saw today.

At the end of the road, a figure in a kimono with short white hair fluttering like snow stood with his back to him. The thin figure sat in front of the tea table, gazing into the distance.

And the disappeared General Shiki was right next to him.

Looking from afar, the man seemed to be integrated with the distance, yet out of place. He didn't care about it at all, and his figure was relieved and free and easy.

The leaf of the divine cherry tree flew onto the tea table and fell into the man's hand.

He Chuan walked forward step by step. The scene around him was changing all the time, as if it was an out-of-control space that seemed like it was about to break apart at any time.

The closer you get to the man, the more stable the surroundings become.

It was as if this man was an anchor, locking the space tightly.

"Please take a seat."

When He Chuan approached, a mellow voice sounded, and the man raised his hand to point to the cushion facing him.

It was not until he sat down that He Chuan saw the man's face.

Ordinary, extremely ordinary, the kind of face that wouldn't cause a single ripple if placed in a crowd.

He was about forty years old, with a gentle smile on his face.

“I was not able to retract my breath in time and frightened you, I’m sorry.

Besides, I am the only one who can help you."

He Chuan's throat was a little dry. He had been shocked so much in such a short time that his whole body was numb.

"My dear friend, you have a lot of strange things on you, which really surprises me."

For some reason, He Chuan felt that Wei Shen Qingzhisuke always looked at him with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.

He Chuan took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and forced a smile, "Senior is amazing. After so many years, he can still show up, allowing this junior to have the honor of seeing your style."

"hehe."

Only Shen Qingzhisuke smiled faintly.

He reached out to take the memory scroll handed to him by General Shiki and closed his eyes slightly.

"It seems that Inazuma is not doing well right now. It's a pity, but it's also to be expected."

He Chuan nodded honestly.

"So, what about you, my friend? What role do you play in this dispute?"

He Chuan was silent, then forced a smile with a hint of self-mockery, "Me? I am weak, and I have the will but not the strength. Now I am trying my best to seek a breakthrough. Fortunately, I can help a little in the upcoming war..."

"I can help you."

He Chuan looked up suddenly.

After a brief excitement, he quickly sobered up.

"To be honest, I am at my wit's end. I would be grateful for your help, but I am not someone who doesn't know myself. I haven't done anything, but suddenly someone offered me a helping hand... Why?"

Only Shin Harunosuke closed his eyes and rested, and he said calmly, "If you want to know why, a leaf is a reason; a drop of blood is a reason; the art of seduce the soul is a reason; according to what General Shiki said, I admire the path you are taking, and I just happen to want to do something for the current Inazuma, which can barely be considered a reason. So in total, I can give you advice four times. How about this answer?"

He Chuan heard this, took a deep breath, and said: "That is naturally a blessing for the younger generation. My path is not cut off yet."