"He's going to come to you!"

This sentence haunted Zhang Jichuan like a spell, making him unable to sleep, unable to eat, and out of the picket bureau......

"Be sure to become a transcendent creature as soon as possible!"

In the evening, he began to meditate cross-legged, meditate, and cultivate the power of the soul.

This body had originally cultivated the power of the soul, but it did not reach the standard of binding transcendent items, and there was still an instinct to meditate in the body. After learning the 'Yukyo University Meditation Method' that he received from Director Darcy, Jang quickly got into the groove and started all over again.

But......

"It's too slow to cultivate like this!" Zhang Jichuan was a little anxious in his heart, and he always felt that there was a sword of Damocles hanging above his head, "We have to find a way to speed up my cultivation." ”

He thought of the Holy Soul Water......

The next day, after helping Director Darcy prepare for class, Zhang Jichuan left the school and came to the place where the murder occurred that night.

The scene has been cut and removed by the Picket's extraordinary creatures with extraordinary abilities, leaving only a large pit. Zhang Jichuan could only hope to look around and see if he could find any clues.

He searched carefully for a long time, but found nothing, and couldn't help but be a little discouraged: "The entire area must have been plowed by the picket bureau, even if there are any clues, I'm afraid it won't be my turn......"

Although I had expected this situation, I was still disappointed.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Zhang Jichuan stopped going back to school, and his eyes were locked on a white strip of cloth.

A collapsing wall, probably crushed by the Ever Given, revealed an ordinary, unremarkable strip of cloth beneath the broken masonry, like a shredded piece of cheap clothing......

Zhang Jichuan's heartbeat skipped a beat, and he vaguely remembered that when the black shadow smashed the Ever Given freighter, he saw thousands of strips of white cloth......

He stepped forward quickly, picked up the strip of cloth, and took out the dagger he bought for self-defense and cut it back and forth, but the strip of cloth was extremely tough and unmoved......

"It's not a vulgar thing!" Zhang Jichuan's breathing became short, his blood flowed faster, and his heart was pounding, "Could it be that the black shadow left behind?" ”

He called a car, went straight to the picket bureau, and handed the strip of cloth to Yuan Xiao.

Yuan Xiao concluded that the cloth strip was left by a serial murderer, and the entire picket bureau was boiling, and Rodba and other pickets were alarmed and rushed over in a hurry.

The pickets wept with joy, and the mysterious murderer finally showed his feet and could hand over to the top!

Zhang Jichuan got the Holy Soul Water as he wished!

It was a bottle of about fifty milliliters of clear liquid, colorless and odorless, and even looked a little illusory.

Zhang Jichuan invited Zhou Xinyi to protect the Dharma and take the Holy Soul Water. In an instant, like a long drought and a rainstorm, the power of the soul increases at a speed visible to the naked eye......

Director Darcy opened a slip and asked Zhang Jichuan to go to the school's treasure house to select transcendent items. In the dazzling treasure house, Zhang Jichuan was dazzled, and finally selected a transcendent item called 'God's Balance of Good and Evil'......

He became a transcendent creature, successfully turned into a regular teacher, and became a full-time teacher in the Department of Archaeology of Yujing University, with a salary of two gold tongbao per month.

He took his parents to Yujing, and the second elder was very pleased, and his mother said kindly: "Jichuan, my mother is worth ...... in this life."

"No!! right"

Suddenly, Zhang Jichuan yelled and pounded his head in pain.

"Jichuan, what's wrong with you?" His mother hugged him worriedly, not letting him hurt herself.

"No, that's not true! None of this is true! Zhang Jichuan was attached to his mother's arms, his eyes were red, and his tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Jichuan, what are you talking about? I'm Mom, this is your Dad! Mother said distressedly.

"It's because it's you, so all this isn't real......" Zhang Jichuan closed his eyes in pain.

How could parents from another world receive Yujing?

All this ......

"Both! Be! Dream! ”

Zhang Jichuan said word by word, and suddenly, the expression of 'parents' froze on his face, his body became stiff, and he became a lifeless sculpture, and the whole world seemed to be pressed the pause button, and time was frozen......

Thundered!

A terrible lightning bolt tore through the still world, and in an instant, the whole world suddenly began to shake and collapse, and all the buildings and characters turned into burning ashes and were thrown into the distance......

"I originally thought you were just an accident...... a somewhat hoarse voice sounded in his ears, and Zhang Jichuan, who was half-kneeling on the ground panting, his eyelids trembled, and he saw the darkness rushing towards him.

Like a dark cloud covering the sun.

Da, da, da! ——

In the darkness, there was a sound of unhurried footsteps, and a brass glass oil lamp became the only source of light in the darkness, and the oil lamp was carried in the hand of a metal glove.

Zhang Jichuan squinted his eyes, trying to see the appearance of the person who came, but it seemed that he was separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, and he couldn't see it clearly, even if the person who came was already standing in front of him......

"Now it seems that you do have something special......"

The man carried an oil lamp and shone it on Zhang Jichuan's face, as if he wanted to see him clearly.

The boundless chill swallowed him, the oil lamp was close at hand, but Zhang Jichuan couldn't feel half of the light and warmth, as if he had fallen into the eternal eternal night......

"You...... Who are you? He asked with difficulty.

"Why do you always like to ask such clichéd questions?" The man was a little puzzled, a little sighed, and then added, "You can call me 'lantern'." ”

"Lantern ......" Zhang Jichuan didn't expect him to answer at all, but he unexpectedly gained an answer. But he couldn't be happy at all, a murderer took the initiative to reveal his name, which meant that he ......

must be ready to kill people!

"Don't be nervous...... Lantern seemed to read his thoughts, and even soothed, "Although I will definitely kill you, I will not kill you casually, you must die according to the requirements of the ritual to be useful to me." ”

"Ritual ......"

In the short time that Zhang Jichuan has crossed over, he has heard this word several times.

He had seen in the original owner's book that there were nine grades of transcendent items, which were divided into the upper three, the middle three, and the lower three.

After the transcendent item binds to the host, it complements the host.

They can increase the efficiency of the host's cultivation of soul power, and at the same time, they can also use the host's soul power to nourish themselves, and when they reach a certain level, the level of the host and transcendent items will increase.

From one product to three products, it is only a matter of time, and when the time comes, it will be a matter of course.

However, if a transcendent item wants to be promoted to the third grade, it must complete the corresponding ritual!

The content of the ritual needs to be interpreted by archaeologists in a secret way......

"Why did you choose me?" Zhang Jichuan asked with anger.

"Maybe it's fate......" Lantern said in a flat tone, but his voice was hoarse and creepy, "as if people can't choose their own origin......"

Zhang Jichuan stopped talking, his brain was spinning rapidly, and he was thinking hard about how to get out.

"You don't have to be nervous, since you broke free from the dream today, I won't kill you." Lantern seemed to smile and said, "Answer me a question, and I'll let you go once today." ”

Zhang Jichuan seemed to grasp the life-saving straw: "What's the problem?" ”

Lantern Lantern: "I heard that you know a lot of extraordinary knowledge and were selected by the Department of Archaeology of Yujing University?" Tell me about the transcendent item 'Silent Wings of Morfus'. ”

Zhang Jichuan's pupils shrank: "What if I can't answer?" ”

The voice of the lantern was still flat: "What do you say? ”

Zhang Jichuan's breath stagnated, slowed down, and said: "Morpheus, the Greek god, Si Mengjing, the son or grandson of the goddess of the night Nyx, this is disputed. He has wings on his back, which are a pair of silent wings that can quietly appear in other people's dreams and conjure up different images...... That's all I know! ”

Lantern: "Good! ”

Zhang Jichuan was about to ask him if he kept his promise, when suddenly, the things in front of him became blurry, and the darkness that filled the entire field of vision faded like a tide, and wisps of light with the outlines of things came into view......

"Fortunately, when I first studied Western history, I didn't ignore this part ......of the elective content because Westerners treated mythology as history," Zhang Jichuan rejoiced.

"Here?" When his eyes adjusted to the bright light, he looked around and found a solemn place.

Picket Bureau!

Pounding!

It was as if he could hear his own heartbeat.

"Ever since I left the picket, have you been in the dream he weaved?"

He didn't dare to delay, so he returned to Yujing University with trepidation and went straight to Director Daxi's office.

"Huh?" When Director Darcy saw him, he was slightly stunned, "Teacher Zhang Jichuan, why did your soul power suddenly increase so drastically?" ”

"The power of the soul has been greatly increased?" When Zhang Jichuan heard this, not only was he not happy, but his face changed greatly, suspecting that he was still in a dream.

"Teacher Zhang Jichuan, what happened?" Director Darcy saw his reaction and instantly realized that things were not easy.

"Director, please forgive me for being rude, but I have to do it......" Zhang Jichuan took a deep breath, pinched himself heavily first, and asked after feeling the pain, "Director, when I came to the school for the interview, how many questions did I answer?" ”

Director Darcy: "One, my question. ”

Zhang Jichuan was relieved a lot, and then asked: "Director, I came to your office yesterday to report and fell a few times?" ”

"Three times...... No, once! There were also two times when I smashed my collection. Director Darcy replied lightly.

"Uh......" Zhang Jichuan was finally completely relieved when he heard this, and scratched his head, "I'm sorry, director." ”

"Looks like you're in some trouble?" Director Darcy looked at him and raised an eyebrow, "Tell me about it." ”

Zhang Jichuan was about to experience everything and tell it.

"Lantern ......," Director Darcy repeated the name and said to Zhang Jichuan, "I know why your soul power has skyrocketed. ”

"Huh?"

Zhang Jichuan realized that if this was not a dream, his soul power would really have been greatly improved.

Director Darcy looked at him with a little surprise and said, "It is not easy for you to forcibly break free from a dream woven by an extraordinary creature with your own will, and your soul power should have been greatly improved because of this incident."

"As for the lantern, if you guessed it correctly, it should be a transcendent creature who is good at hypnosis and dream weaving.

"This kind of transcendent creature is very difficult, real and false, false and real, unpredictable. But he has a word to believe -

"He won't kill you casually, and even if he wants to kill you, he must follow the requirements of the promotion ceremony of a transcendent item on his body.

"He even said that if you are in danger, he will protect you. Because you've been involved in his ritual, if you die for some other reason, the transcendent item on his body will be stuck in the ritual forever and can't be promoted. ”

Zhang Jichuan was bitter: "So, I have one more bodyguard?" ”

"Don't take it lightly!" Director Darcy admonished solemnly, "This otherworldly creature is very good at taking advantage of the void, and if you slack off, he can drag you into an illusory dream."

And, as he rises in rank - don't doubt it, he could have used other transcendent items to raise his rank.

At that point, the dreams he weaves will become more and more real, so real that it will be difficult for you to find the flaws.

"Even, when his level is raised to a certain level, he can directly kill you in his dreams, not necessarily you yourself to indulge in it."

Zhang Jichuan heard it in a cold sweat: "What should I do?" ”

Director Darcy stared at him, picked up a pen and wrote a note, stamped it, tore it to him, and said, "Go to the school's treasury and advance the first year's transcendent items!"

"Teacher Zhang Jichuan, welcome to the transcendent world!"