The sun rises and the moon sets, time flies, and unconsciously, Hansleeve has spent seven years alone in this lonely attic.

In the past seven years, except for food and convenience, he has hardly left the pavilion for half a step, and has been studying books, and the evil sect master of that town has never appeared since he left a copy of the "Ghost Heart Mantra" three years ago.

Under the shade of the tree in front of the pavilion, a soldier was leaning on the trunk of a tree and lazy, and suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the figure at the pavilion door, and his pupils contracted sharply, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

The other armor soldier beside him also looked shocked, and exclaimed, "The little master is out of the customs!" ”

No wonder they were surprised, just because he had been in the pavilion for seven years, rarely appearing in front of people, and this was the first time he had actually left the door of this nine-story pavilion.

It was already early spring, the grass and trees were growing, and the golden red sunlight reflected through the dense leaves of the giant tree in front of the building, and sprinkled on the white face of the black-robed young man, making him squint his eyes slightly.

The two armor soldiers hurriedly stepped forward and saluted respectfully, "Little Master! ”

The young man dressed in the guru's clothes glanced at the two of them, gathered the sleeves of his somewhat thin black coat, and said in a gentle tone: "Where is the master?" ”

There was a twisted and strange black qi between the sleeves of his robe, and from time to time it let out a soft hiss, apparently a raised evil ghost.

The two armor soldiers were about to speak, when Commander Xu's voice came from the side: "Master with sleeves!" ”

Hansleeve turned his head sideways, looked at the resolute and tough Commander Xu, and responded: "Commander Xu." ”

Commander Xu led the way to the front, looked up and down at the thinly dressed young man in front of him, and sighed: "I never thought that in just a few years, the little master of the year has grown up, and even cultivated to the realm of Void Fire, adding another master to my evil sect, it is really a great blessing in the door!" ”

There are other soldiers who are in charge of eating with sleeves on weekdays, so in the past seven years, even Commander Xu, who is waiting outside the nine-story attic day and night, has never seen sleeves with his own eyes.

Hansleeve sighed, his eyes were dim, as if he had something on his mind, and said, "Does Commander Xu know where the door master is?" ”

Commander Xu pondered for a moment, shook his head slowly, and said, "As early as three years ago, the master of the sect left the Suppression Sect and has never returned. ”

"Master Xiaolu......"

In a low voice, the scenes from seven years ago came to mind, and he looked up at Commander Xu with his sleeves in his sleeves, and said softly, "Where is he?" ”

Commander Xu raised his eyebrows, glanced at the nine-story attic behind Han Sleeve, and said, "It's in the fourth layer of the attic." ”

As soon as his words fell, a black cloud floated out of the attic, and Master Xiaolu, dressed in a luxurious silk robe, slowly landed in front of the attic.

"With sleeves, you really live up to your expectations, and you have cultivated into the realm of virtual fire in just seven years, now I see what else do you have to say about Zhenling and moving mountains!"

Amidst the laughter, Master Xiaolu walked down the dark clouds. With a smile on his face, he walked over to Han's sleeve.

Hiss!

The shrill scream pierced through the eardrums, and the wisps of black gas in the sleeves of the sleeved robe spread, turning into a hideous grimace in an instant, and screaming at Master Xiaolu!

Master Xiaolu's face turned slightly pale, and he took a few steps back in fright, stretched out his hand to point at the grimace, and even his fingers trembled a little under the pressure of the resentful aura.

"Presumptuous, not coming back yet."

As Han Sleeve opened his mouth lightly, the grimace collapsed in an instant, turning into black gas again, and wrapped around Han Sleeve's fingers.

When the grimace appeared, Commander Xu and the armor soldiers were all like great enemies, and they took out their weapons one after another, and now even though the grimace has dissipated, the faces of several people are still a little pale.

"I have never seen a living person who can control the aura, and it is a little out of control for a while, so it is no wonder that Master Xiaolu is here."

Casually put the wisp of black qi into the sleeve of his robe, turned his head sideways with his sleeve, and arched his hand towards Master Xiaolu.

Master Xiaolu had a look of horror on his face, swallowed a mouthful of saliva vigorously, and said, "This 'evil spirit' is the natal ghost thing you raised? ”

Hansleeve nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

"Ghost Heart Mantra" is a simple method handed down from Zhaoyang Mountain City, and its function is not only to make ordinary people initially use the aura, but also to control many ghosts and make them for their own use.

One of the most central chapters is to refine a natal ghost thing, and all the ghosts of the envoy are under its control after that, so the existence of the natal ghost thing can be said to be extremely important.

Commander Xu leaned in, glanced at the place of his sleeved fingers with palpitations, and said, "How can this ghost thing be so terrifying, the momentum it exudes even exceeds the natal ghost thing of the two masters of Zhenling and Moving Mountain!" ”

Master Xiaolu froze and looked at his sleeves again, his eyes still a little incredulous: "It seems that both I and the sect master have underestimated your potential, if I am not mistaken, you only started to practice the Ghost Heart Mantra three years ago, but now the strength of your natal ghost has even surpassed my Ghost Cloud, which is really incredible." ”

Hansleeve shook his head silently, but did not speak.

Master Xiaolu was so keen-minded that he noticed the abnormality of Hansleeve, so he motioned for Commander Xu and the others to step back, turned around and walked back into the nine-story attic with Hansleeve.

It wasn't until he reached the empty fourth floor attic that Master Xiaolu loosened the sleeves of his robe and said in a concerned tone, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Han Sleeve's gaze was extremely dazed, and he said: "Over the years, I have been plagued by many bizarre nightmares every day and night, and after I practiced the "Ghost Heart Mantra", those nightmares have reverberated in my mind more and more clearly, making my thoughts like a mess, except for the time when I concentrate on studying books, it is difficult to really calm down the rest of the time. ”

Master Xiaolu looked surprised and said, "How come you never mentioned this?" ”

Hansleeve shook his head and said, "I just thought it was an ordinary dream, but I never thought it would be so intensified." ”

Hearing this, Master Xiaolu couldn't help but wave her hand and said with a smile: "According to my speculation, it should be because you devoured my fearful ghost in the first place, so there is a nightmare infestation, and I also have a complete nightmare ghost here, and it is its forte to exorcise dreams." ”

With a flick of the sleeves of his robe, Master Xiaolu had already condensed a cloud of gray qi, and slowly pressed it on the center of his sleeve's eyebrows, "Don't resist, just let this nightmare ghost enter your soul and devour those bizarre nightmares." ”

Hansleeve nodded and closed his eyes slightly.

Hiss!

After a few breaths, the nightmare creature suddenly fled from the center of its brow, letting out an indescribable scream of fear, as if it had seen something unimaginable, and the gray ghost body twisted wildly, and finally gradually collapsed in a smaller and smaller scream, turning into a cloud of scattered smoke.

Looking at this scene, Master Xiaolu's expression was a little sluggish, and it was obvious that this scene had completely exceeded his inner expectations.

But this nightmare ghost finally affected those distorted dreams in the depths of Hansleeve's mind, making a "boom" in the depths of his mind, and countless scattered worlds of light and shadow surged, completely submerging Hansleeve's divine soul in it.

……

In the gloomy world, there sat cross-legged a beautiful young man dressed in a snow ribbon fairy robe, his eyes were gently closed, his long black hair fell down like a waterfall, and a gray and dull long sword was inserted in his side.

Surrounded by light and shadow in the sky, he slowly walked into this void world, and his eyes involuntarily fell on the face of the snow-robed young man.

"Where is this...... Who is he......

Between the low murmurs, Hansleeve's expression became more and more dazed.

"This is where your true spirit is."

Suddenly, a beautiful girl's voice came into my ears, which made Hansleeve subconsciously feel excited.

Looking around with his sleeves, all he saw was gray and misty, and he couldn't see the source of the voice at all, so he couldn't help but say loudly: "Who are you?" ”

The girl's voice sighed and whispered, "Do you remember the jade plaque you wore around your neck when you were a child?" ”

Hansleeve tried to think about it for a moment, and vaguely had a slight impression, and said, "That jade plate engraved with a young fox?" ”

"Exactly," the voice came from nowhere, but it came very clearly into the ears of the sleeves, "and if it weren't for this, even I wouldn't be able to find where you are now." ”

Hansleeve shook his head, looked at the snow-robed young man sitting cross-legged in the distance, and said, "Who is he, and who are you?" ”

The girl was silent for a long time, as if she was a little hesitant, and said slowly: "I am too far away from you to know what the situation of this true spirit is at this time, but since you can hook up with the true spirit and make me perceive your existence through the jade plate, then it must be inextricably linked to this true spirit." ”

Hansleeve's thoughts became more and more complicated, and he said, "What the hell are you talking about?" ”

But the girl seemed to have sensed that Hansleeve was not the one she thought, and no longer spoke, but fell into a complete silence, and was silent again.

He looked at the snow-robed young man in the distance with his sleeves in the distance, gritted his teeth gently, walked slowly in the gloom, and finally walked in front of the snow-robed young man.

"Who are you......"

Hansleeve quietly looked at the young man in the snow-robed body like a sculpture, and his heart trembled subconsciously, and countless twisted and mysterious dreams were intertwined and surging, making Hansleeve feel a sharp pain like tearing his soul.

"It hurts!"

Hansleeve fell to the ground, holding his head in both hands, his hair was scattered, and his pale face faintly showed an abnormal scarlet blood.

I don't know how long it took, the piercing pain finally faded, and he struggled to stand up, the snow-robed young man in front of him and the gray and white sword no longer existed, as if everything that happened just now was a trance dream.

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(End of chapter)