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“That’s true.” Han Feng nodded in agreement. As he focused on examining the situation, he suddenly realized that his double pupils provided him with no blind spots.
It completely eliminates the inherent limitations of human vision.
"I'm afraid it's not just that." He lifted the curtain again, intending to observe the outside, but then realized that every subtle movement of the curtain was clearly captured by his eyes.
Nothing is missed, every detail is clearly shown.
"It also possesses extraordinary dynamic visual capabilities." He turned to the window and looked around.
As his gaze inadvertently swept across the sky, Han Feng was astonished to find that he could clearly see the moon hanging high in the sky even in the bright sunshine of the day.
You can even see the sand and gravel on the lunar surface stirred up by the breeze, with every detail clearly visible.
This incredible clarity of long-range vision made him feel as if he were standing on the moon, observing the details of the lunar surface up close with perfect clarity and without missing a single detail.
"Such amazing farsightedness is simply unbelievable!" Han Feng's eyes flashed with shock.
He used his divine sense to examine the double pupils and keenly perceived that when the inner and outer pupils observed an object, they would automatically adjust their focus and pupil size to achieve a perfect fit.
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"Like a telescope, it can be adjusted at will."
"Far-sightedness is boundless, clear and detailed. But what about close-up vision?" Han Feng lowered his head, extended his right index finger, and slowly brought it close to his eye.
Even when the fingertip almost touches the outer pupil, the vision remains clear and sharp, which is very different from the effective vision of ordinary people.
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"The depth of his vision is immeasurable, revealing every minute detail." Han Feng was absolutely certain that his double pupils must hold an unsolved mystery.
The color of its inner pupils resembles the Six Paths Wheel Diagram comprehended in the Purple Palace Dantian; the two are almost twins, and must contain profound and unfathomable power.
Concentrating on the glass mirror, Han Feng examined his eyes repeatedly and suddenly noticed something: within his double pupils, six-colored light flowed, one of which was particularly dazzling and surpassed the others.
"Could it be that these double pupils are secretly connected with the Six Paths Soul Seal?" Han Feng's mind raced as he fell into deep thought.
After a moment, he set aside his distracting thoughts and turned to another important matter. "This eye is related to the myth of reincarnation, so let's call it the 'Six Paths Reincarnation Eye'."
He took the mirror from Zhuzhao's hand and examined its material closely; it was made of glass. (Enter.)
308. Arrival in the State of Wei
This object, which is now called glass, is actually a common historical relic.
My thoughts drifted, and memories of glass flooded back. "According to archaeological excavations from the past, the use of glass can be traced back to ancient Egypt around 3800 BC; and in the heart of China, its application can be traced as early as 3700 BC."
"Fuxi created the world around 2952 BC. In comparison, mankind's mastery and skill in glassmaking is ancient and has gone through many vicissitudes."
Han Feng lowered his head, his gaze falling on the glass mirror in his hand, which is what people call a glass mirror. He couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions and sigh at how quickly time flies.
"My lord, we have arrived at the gates of Daliang," Zhuzhao reminded him at the opportune moment.
The coachman paid the city entrance tax with the cloth-headed coins circulating in the Wei Kingdom, and leisurely drove the four-wheeled carriage into the majestic city gate of Daliang City. The surrounding light suddenly dimmed, as deep as the falling night.
Han Feng quietly lifted a corner of the curtain to examine the outside world. He found that although the surrounding light was dim, his vision was still as clear as a mirror, with vivid colors, seemingly unaffected by the intensity of the light.
“Another strange visual ability,” Han Feng murmured.
Although the changes in light did not impede his vision, he could clearly perceive the boundary between day and night—an intuitive reaction stemming from his body's instincts, requiring no reason whatsoever.
As the carriage passed through the city gate, Han Feng felt as if he were in a tunnel traversing mountains, surrounded by thick stone walls that were awe-inspiring.
"The thickness of the city walls of Daliang is truly unparalleled in the world!" he thought to himself.
Soon after, the coachman drove the carriage out of the city gate and officially entered the bustling urban area of Daliang City. Through the carriage window, Han Feng witnessed the throngs of people and vehicles surging along the wide stone-paved road, with vendors' cries rising and falling, creating a lively and vibrant atmosphere. Numerous swordsmen, wielding various sharp swords, moved among the crowds, showcasing the prosperous spirit of the Wei capital.
"As expected of the capital of Wei, so bustling and noisy." Han Feng glanced around, then lowered the curtain and turned to Zhu Zhao, instructing, "Find an inn to settle down first. We'll rest for a day and relieve the fatigue of our long journey."
He pointed to the white silk and black stockings, over-the-knee boots and stockings on Zhuzhao and Youying's bodies, and reminded them, "Your attire is too eye-catching, you need to change it."
"Yes, Master." Zhuzhao nodded in response, then closed his eyes and used a mind-controlling spell to transmit instructions to the coachman, handing him some Wei Kingdom cloth-head coins...
Han Feng sat quietly in the car, pondering how to successfully join the Armored Clan...
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Han Feng found himself in the courtyard of an ordinary family in Daliang City. He was holding his lively and adorable little sister, Yun Ji, in his arms, playing with her and making the little girl giggle. At this moment, he had changed into the attire of a Wei swordsman, and his identity as a Chu swordsman had been shed.
"Squeak-"
The door behind them opened gently, and Zhuzhao and Youying walked out hand in hand.
"Master, we have changed our clothes," Zhuzhao reported softly.
Han Feng turned his head and looked over, a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes. At this moment, Zhu Zhao and You Ying were dressed in pure white and pure black fitted long dresses respectively. Their hairstyles and clothing styles were both standard attire for Wei Kingdom maids. Compared with their previous slightly frivolous outfits, they appeared more simple and elegant, blending harmoniously with the surrounding environment and pleasing to the eye.
Although her previous outfits were unique, they were out of step with the times and always gave people a sense of unease.
Now, the white-clad Zhuzhao resembles a pure and immaculate fairy, while the black-clad Youying exudes a cold and heroic aura.
309. A chance encounter with the leader of the Armored Sect?
Even with a black and white veil covering her stunning beauty, her exceptional charm was still impossible to conceal.
The two stood hand in hand in the courtyard, their graceful figures and ethereal presence adding a touch of mystery to this ordinary residence, making it seem like the abode of a reclusive master.
"Very good, this outfit looks much better." Han Feng nodded approvingly, then said to You Ying, "You Ying, as it gets dark, secretly investigate the whereabouts and routine of the Armored Sect Master over the past two days."
"Be sure to act with extreme caution and avoid being noticed by others."
Upon hearing this, Youying nodded earnestly and replied, "Master, rest assured, I will handle this matter with the Soul-Capturing Puppet Technique. You only need to wait for good news."
After a good night's sleep, Han Feng felt completely refreshed and relaxed when he woke up. He stretched, and a series of cracking sounds came from his bones, sweeping away his weariness and filling him with warmth.
After washing up and having a meal, Han Feng looked out the window and, estimating that it was time, handed Yun Ji over to Zhu Zhao for care. He then prepared to go out and have a "chance encounter" with the leader of the Armored Sect.
With his extraordinary physical abilities, he was confident that he would attract the attention of the Armored Sect Master and become his direct disciple. The status and treatment of a direct disciple were worlds apart from those of an ordinary disciple.
"Fortunately, the Armored Sect accepts many disciples and doesn't care too much about their background," Han Feng thought to himself. "Otherwise, it's hard to say whether this carefully planned scheme would have succeeded."
Just as he stepped out of the mansion, Youying in a black dress silently followed, like a loyal maid.
Han Feng stopped and turned to look at her: "I'm going to 'bump into' someone, what are you doing following me?"
"I must protect my master's safety, just in case," Youying replied gently with a curtsy.
Han Feng understood that You Ying's actions were primarily to protect the two sisters, as the three of them had formed a close bond of life and death due to the connection of the Six Paths Immortal Seal.
"In that case, let's go together. Remember your role: you are both a personal maid and a bodyguard."
"We must not reveal any flaws." Han Feng did not stop them and left the residence one after the other with You Ying. Based on the information You Ying had gathered last night, they headed straight for the path that the leader of the Armored Sect would take on his way home after court.
The two walked slowly for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, arriving at a street near their designated location. Han Feng remained calm and silent, but communicated with You Ying using his divine sense.
"Where is the leader of the Armored Sect now?"
"Reporting to the master, according to the message relayed by the Soul-Capturing Puppet, the leader of the Armored Sect has left the palace by carriage and is returning to the Armored Sect's headquarters. He is expected to pass by the neighboring street in about half a cup of tea's time."
"Half a cup of tea?" Han Feng adjusted his pace, cleverly arranging this "chance encounter."
Even from a distance of several dozen feet, pedestrians on Street 497 spontaneously made way for a majestic and imposing carriage. Inside, General Jin Wen, dressed in official court attire, sat upright with his eyes closed, his expression solemn, silently recalling the confrontations that had just taken place in the court.
This imposing, muscular general, even when seated, exuded an aura of unwavering composure. At that moment, at the other end of the street, Han Feng, accompanied by You Ying, entered the same street. His gaze fell upon the carriage of the Wei general, his expression calm, his mind racing as he whispered an instruction to You Ying: "Find a way to attract his attention and get him out of the carriage."
310. The strength of this child's muscles and bones is truly rare.
"Yes, Master." Youying responded with her mind, her jade fingers lightly tapping her sleeve, skillfully adjusting the control path of the Soul-Capturing Puppet Technique.
In an instant, a puppet swordsman, already under control, moved silently, then struck the little girl with a palm strike and skillfully tossed her into the middle of the street. The little girl screamed in terror, flailing her arms and legs in mid-air. Seeing the carriage speeding towards her, about to hit her, she was terrified, tears streaming down her face, her complexion as pale as paper.
"Stop!" Han Feng roared angrily, instantly transforming into a valiant knight-errant, rushing forward to shield the little girl behind him. Facing the oncoming carriage, he stretched out his arms, firmly grasped the horse's neck, and pulled it forcefully to both sides.
"Neigh—" Two sturdy warhorses were unable to withstand the boy's iron fist and were forcibly pulled down. The two horses behind them were startled and jumped up, causing the carriage to shake violently, which startled General Jinwen, who was immersed in his thoughts.
"What's all this commotion?" A deep, powerful middle-aged male voice came from inside the carriage. Immediately afterward, a large, calloused hand lifted the curtain, and a nearly two-and-a-half-meter-tall general appeared, standing majestically on the carriage, surveying the entire scene with an air of superiority. His eyes were sharp as he quickly scanned the area, instantly discerning the situation that had just unfolded.
He turned his head and glared at the driver, demanding sternly, "How can you drive like this? Can't you see the children on the road...?"
The coachman knelt down in fear and hurriedly explained, "General, you are wise! The little girl suddenly flew over; there were no pedestrians on the road before that."
At that moment, an old, one-eyed swordsman from the State of Chu leaped into the air, scattering a cloud of unidentified powder, then drew his longsword and thrust it straight at General Jin Wen.
"Old thief, prepare to die!" "Bang!" Jin Wen withdrew his outstretched hand expressionlessly, coldly watching the swordsman fall to the ground, his sword broken and his body mangled, howling in pain.
"Seize the assassin and interrogate him thoroughly," Jin Wen ordered. Two Wei soldiers immediately stepped forward to drag the swordsman away, only to find that foul-smelling black blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth. He had already committed suicide by poison, clearly having long intended to die.
"Did you also arrange for this hotheaded swordsman?" Han Feng asked You Ying telepathically.
“No.” Youying denied it in secret, and responded with her thoughts: “This person appeared out of nowhere before my puppet made a move.”
"Then let's cancel the follow-up plan." "Understood, Master."
In reality, a soldier reported to the general: "General, the assassin has committed suicide by poison."
"Suicide by poison... This was a meticulously planned assassination." Jin Wen frowned, puzzled: "...My external martial arts have reached a high level, I am invulnerable to swords and spears, everyone knows that, why would this person still do such a useless thing?"
After pondering for a moment, unable to find a solution, he ordered someone skilled in investigation to thoroughly investigate the matter, and at the same time ordered his soldiers to remove the swordsman's body. His gaze shifted to the boy comforting the frightened little girl, his eyes flashing with admiration, his heart filled with both surprise and delight.
"This boy's strength is so great that even wild beasts cannot contend with him. He is truly a gifted young hero (Li Nuohao)!" "Moreover, he has not cultivated any external martial arts. He is truly a rare and excellent talent."