Overriding the Heaven Chapter 763: Dreamland and Spiritualism

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Chapter 763 Dreamland and Soul Recalling

Chu Yan is dreaming.

The monk has a solid soul and rarely dreams.

There are generally only two possibilities for monks to dream.

One is the invasion of the heart demon, and the other is some insight.

It's just that Chu Yan didn't realize that he was dreaming at this moment.

He found himself appearing on a desolate land.

Looking around is endless.

There are undulating rocks everywhere.

The sky is gradually dark red, chaotic, like water after being stirred.

The whole world feels extremely deserted.

It seems like this is a dead place, a forbidden zone for life.

Anyone in this world will go from fear, despair, and finally to numbness.

"Where is this?" Chu Yan looked around questioningly.

Because of being in a dream, he doesn't remember what happened in reality before.

This is like a memory that has been inserted forcibly, so that he can only pay attention to what is happening in front of him at this moment.

At the same time, Chu Yan didn't notice that in the chaos of the sky, there was a pair of huge eyes, now looking at him firmly through the mud.

These eyes are long and deep, as if there are rivers rolling in them, but they are silent.

Chu Yan looked around for a week and then started walking forward.

Not long after, he saw a group of people.

"There are others here!"

Chu Yan's eyes lit up and walked over quickly.

As long as someone is there, you can naturally ask where you are now.

But just after walking a few steps forward, Chu Yan felt something was wrong.

Because it is so quiet.

The group of people in front of you, there are nearly a hundred in number, but they lined up neatly, and even walked forward in neat steps without saying a word.

No one spoke, and no one even made the sound of footsteps.

Chu Yan's heart moved slightly, his eyes focused.

The next moment, he clearly saw that nearly a hundred people were walking on tiptoes.

This discovery instantly made Chu Yan feel faintly numb in his scalp.

He thought of a legend he heard as a child.

On Huangquan Road, the dead are walking on tiptoes.

"This is... the road to hell?" Chu Yan blinked.

He vaguely thought of something, but in the midst of it, there seemed to be a force blocking his thinking.

Chu Yan tried to look at the pale and godless faces.

All these faces are numb and dull, as if they don't know anything, they just subconsciously followed the team forward.

Suddenly, Chu Yan saw one of the dead souls move.

The face of the dead soul is the light ambassador Xiao Taijin.

"Why are you here!" Chu Yan couldn't help exclaiming.

And at this moment, Cangyu Gate was deep in the underground of the Master's Palace.

This is one of the secret places of unintentional sweethearts.

When the monsoon pond has to do some shameful things, it will be chosen here.

Of course, only he and his most trusted Dai Qiu can know where this secret place is.

"I gave you ten days to collect materials. I didn't expect you to prepare it for me in two days. Very good, very good."

Looking at the neatly arranged spiritual materials, Monsoon Tong nodded in satisfaction.

Dai Qiu lowered his head and said respectfully: "The teacher's request, I should have done my best to complete it."

"Well, yes, it's worth noting what I have taught you for so many years." Monsoon Tong said, "If this is the case, you will stay here later, look at your junior, and you will tell who killed Their murderer."

"Yes." Dai Qiu answered.

At this time, she hesitated for a while, and in the end she still didn't tell her about her private investigation and seeing Chu Yan in private.

After all, on Chu Yan's side, she didn't get even the little information she needed, instead she was tricked by the other party.

For Hall Master Dai, who is in charge of Cangyumen's torture, this is definitely a shame.

If you are known by your teacher...

Dai Qiu dare not think about the consequences.

She can't shame her teacher.

Monsoon Tong didn't notice the strangeness of his female disciple. He walked to the middle of the secret place and sat down.

The surrounding ground has long been carved with twists and turns.

These runes, centered on the position he made, spread toward the surroundings like radiation.

Each rune reveals a scent of monsters and ghosts, and if you look at it, your chest will become stuffy, and it will be extremely uncomfortable.

After the monsoon pond sits in the middle of these patterns, his whole temperament seems to have changed at this moment.

The original solemnity and solemnity disappeared.

The whole person reveals a gloomy, cold smell.

"Although doing this may cause your souls to be scattered and you will never live beyond your life, but for the sake of your teacher and my immortal way, you should come back obediently and tell me who killed you."

Slowly spit out these words from the monsoon pond.

In the secret land, gusts of cloudy wind blew at the same time.

Dai Qiu experienced this kind of scene for the first time, so at this moment, she couldn't help getting goose bumps all over her body.

With five fingers stretched out and grasped, all the materials in front of the monsoon pond floated in front of him in an instant.

Sentences that are difficult to understand were chanted, and Monsoon Tong quickly poked his fingers in the air.

Every time you touch a material, that same material turns into a bright liquid in mid-air, and then drops to the runes on the ground.

The runes on the ground are all carved on the ground.

At this time, the liquid went in and immediately filled the hole where the runes were.

At a glance, it looked like these runes, all glowing at the moment.

It's just that these rays of light are all pale colors. When people take a look, they feel that the limbs are cold, and the blood throughout the body seems to have stopped flowing.

The temperature in the secret area is getting lower and lower, and it is getting colder and colder. Even in the realm of Daiqiu, you can't help but bite your teeth and run the aura to withstand the cold.

At this time, the runes around the monsoon pond were almost completely filled.

At this moment, with a wave of his palm, more than a dozen handprints were formed on his chest in an instant.

When each handprint is formed, the runes on the ground will vibrate slightly.

The mottled light and shadow create the illusion that the monsoon pond has stepped into another space.

"Hell calls for souls, Zhao Yu soul comes!"

A stern shout came from the monsoon pond.

This sound was sharp and sharp, like the howling of a Li ghost when he was calling for his life. It was completely different from the usual sound of Monsoon Tong.

Dai Qiu's eardrums were stinging, but instead of resisting, she opened her eyes wide and looked at the light and shadow of a human figure slowly condensing in front of the monsoon pond.

Although he doesn't know how to behave like a ghost, Dai Qiu also knows that the shorter the time a person dies, the higher the success rate of soul-calling.

Because of this, my teacher chose to recall Zhao Yu's soul first.

When that group of light and shadow condenses and forms, then Zhao Yu's soul will return to this world in a short time.

While Dai Qiu was guessing who might be the murderer in his heart, he saw the group of light and shadow that was about to condense, and shook abruptly. In the monsoon pond’s frightened and angry eyes, he slammed into pieces. .