Taoist Master: I have a strange world

Chapter 7 Low-grade magical power? Going out for the first time
  Around Zhang Ling's eyes, veins bulged out, and the blood inside them surged. The whites of his original eyes suddenly became bloodshot.

A swelling sensation came from inside and outside the eye, which also brought some pain.

"Humph!"

Zhang Ling couldn't help but groan as he endured the pain. At the same time, he raised another small bottle and applied it directly towards his eyes.

Inside is the five-eyed water.

That is, the water after mixing and grinding to five meshes.

The five-eye stop water dripped around the eyes, and Zhang Ling felt a coolness spreading, which slightly relieved the pain caused by the sudden change around the eyes.

However, Zhang Ling didn't feel much better.

His eyeballs felt as if they were about to explode, or as if there was something inside the sockets that was pushing his eyeballs outward.

The veins around his eyes became more prominent.

At this moment, Zhang Ling thought of the "Ear and Eyes" chapter in "Taohua" in the Taoist classics.

But in addition to the clarity, it also brought various things that Zhang Ling had never seen before.

But despite the pain, Zhang Ling's vision ushered in a new perspective that was unprecedentedly clear and indescribable.

Zhang Ling did not dare to neglect, so he quickly calmed down and tried to hide his eyes according to the method of hiding his eyes in "Zongmu Shenguang".

"This……"

The whole world seemed to be clear.

Zhang Ling was startled when he saw his own eyes, which protruded vertically by one or two centimeters. There were veins and blood vessels around them like earthworms, which looked particularly terrifying.

This wonderful view made Zhang Ling forget for a moment the uncomfortable feeling of swelling and protruding caused by his gaze.

Zhang Ling subconsciously wanted to blink, but his eyelids couldn't blink at all because his eyes were already protruding outward.

puff!
  It's like a plug has been pulled.

Zhang Ling raised his hand and looked down. His hands were reflected in his eyes, as if he could see blood flowing in them, the meridians were vaguely visible, and the muscles inside were moving slightly.

When he looked at the air, his eyes seemed to be filled with light, and he could see light particles in it, which was like the "Tyndale effect" in modern science.

What cannot be seen with the eyes, set up a mirror and see it, the spirit is in me, the sight and hearing are in the other, the ears and eyes are in vain, both false and deluded, the soul is difficult to charm, the flesh and blood are difficult to sin, the seven thieves are difficult to imprison, and the five sense organs are difficult to conquer.

This is Zhang Ling's first feeling after completing his Zongmu cultivation.

But soon, Zhang Ling's eyes felt dry and painful, causing him to wake up from his immersion.

Zhang Ling felt the pain and couldn't help but let out a low cry.

He took out a multifunctional outdoor knife from his body and looked at it with the help of its bright blade.

Zhang Ling's eyeballs suddenly protruded outward, with veins protruding around them, blood vessels squirting out, and veins surrounding his eyeballs like strips of earthworms.

"Be still and try to close your eyes!"

One point, one point.

"what!"

Otherwise, Zhang Ling would have to endure pain all the time if he kept his eyes open. In addition to dry eyes, swelling and other pains, he would not be able to see anyone.

"Only God has a form, and there are warts in the form, and there is nothing to do..."

Zhang Ling took advantage of the method of concealing his eyes.

This is a test of the level of practicing magic.

If you are a top grade person, you can easily hide it, while if you are a medium grade person, you can control it.

The low-grade ones are those who cannot remove the alienation. Although they have acquired magical powers, they have to endure constant pain and bear this terrifying look of indulgence.

Zhang Ling used the method of hiding his eyes while grabbing the temple sign in his hand.

He could feel that through the temple plate, there was an invisible force blessing him.

It was as if the walls of the temple he was in were being pressed down with force on the back, left, and right walls.

As the mana flowed, the protruding veins and curled blood vessels around Zhang Ling's eyes slowly disappeared.

Zhang Ling immediately felt much better, and the discomfort subsided greatly. Feeling this, Zhang Ling took the photo again.

I found that the bulging veins around my eyes have improved a lot, and my eyes were originally protruding by one centimeter, but now they have gone down a lot.

However, it still looks obviously abnormal.

"No wonder, this temple sign has the function of hiding the face."

Zhang Ling exhaled and had a deeper understanding of the function of the temple plaque.

"There are temples all over the world, and the temple plaques can hide the face of the temple owner, thus maintaining the majesty of each temple owner."

"At least, the ugly and terrifying visions they produce due to their practice will not scare ordinary people."

Zhang Ling thought this, and realized the profound meaning of the function of the temple sign.

His eyes are still a little abnormal now.

There is some eyeball enlargement, but it is still within the acceptable range and not that scary.

However, as he used the method of concealment, the field of vision that this pair of vertical eyes could see was also much different.

"There are still some strange phenomena left. If it were not suppressed by the Taoist temple, I am afraid that my magic power would only be of inferior quality."

Zhang Ling sighed and realized this.

There are three levels of magical powers: upper, middle and lower. He now relies on the Taoist temple and can barely be regarded as a lower-level one.

Just as Zhang Ling's thoughts were swirling, he saw a middle-aged man approaching from the distance with a look of anxiety and sorrow on his weathered face.

"coming!"

Zhang Ling screamed in his heart, took a breath, made some mental preparations, and at the same time grabbed the temple sign hanging at his waist.

"Relying on the magic of the temple sign, ordinary Yin spirits and ghosts should be able to be guarded against, right?"

"Since the Liu family and his son have been fine for a few days, it means that the ghost is not a powerful and terrifying character."

Thinking like this, Zhang Ling felt a little calmer.

He moved his feet, walked out of the small Taoist temple behind him, and stood outside.

It was already evening and the sun was about to set.

The middle-aged farmer who came over was one of the father and son who came to beg him during the day. His surname was Liu and his name was Liu Dashan.

"Taoist Priest!"

Liu Dashan came to Zhang Ling with respect and expectation, and regarded Zhang Ling as his only support.

"lead the way."

Zhang Ling's words are concise and concise because he says less and makes fewer mistakes.

With the built-in function of the temple sign, ordinary people can't see Zhang Ling's face clearly now. It's just that there is a group of light covering the face, making it look more majestic and sacred.

According to Zhang Ling's thinking, he should have replaced the old temple master's previous identity.

Who knows what kind of persona the old viewer was before? If you say anything casually, will it damage your character and arouse suspicion?
  Zhang Ling simply said less and observed the world more.

"Taoist master, follow me." Liu Dashan respectfully turned around and left with Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling took this opportunity to observe the surrounding area.

You can see some low mountains in the distance, green and lush, and some villages are vaguely visible, with smoke rising from cooking stoves.

Without exception, these village houses are very different from modern ones, and are more primitive and simple.

These things, little by little, built a society that was completely different from modern times, giving Zhang Ling a deeper understanding.

"It's a completely different world. It's feudal, primitive, and barbaric, but it still has the magical Celestial Empire that suppresses the world."

In this way, while observing, Zhang Ling followed Liu Dashan to the other party's home.

This is a house on the edge of the village. The first thing that catches the eye is the big willow tree growing out of the yard.

Just when he reached the door, Zhang Ling noticed a cool air coming over him.

(End of this chapter)