Early the next morning, in a private luxury villa.

Creak!! Creak!!

The two little guys, who were only about one meter and two tall and dressed in black robes, made a sound of joint collision all over their bodies, and honestly carried huge material boxes dozens of times different from their size in front of the porters.

After arranging the boxes neatly in a corner of the room, they picked up the brooms that had been placed aside and cleaned the room meticulously with a slightly stiff motion.

After doing all this, the two little guys opened the material box, jumped into the box with some difficulty, and moved out one by one the materials, and carefully placed them on the ground.

The two child laborers were working hard, while Meng Xuan was sitting comfortably cross-legged on the cushion in the distance, his eyes closed, and he was practicing the ritual combination method.

Creak!! Creak!!

After placing all the materials on the ground, the two little guys slowly walked in front of Meng Xuan with stiff and slightly cute steps.

Zheng!!

Two silver-sharp razors fell from their black robes.

The two little ones squatted slightly, with a stiff smile without any life on their immature and stiff little faces, looking cold and weird.

Sou!!

With sharp razors in their hands, they leaped towards Meng Xuan.

They landed lightly on Meng Xuan's shoulder, and the sharp razor in his hand slammed out.

Brush Brush Brush!!

The slightly long beard on Meng Xuan's face kept falling off with the rapid movements of the two little guys.

After shaving, they also carefully helped Meng Xuan trim his sideburns, and found a towel to help him wipe his face.

After doing all this, the two little guys fell back in front of Meng Xuan, and their small bodies knelt down, motionless.

About half an hour later, Meng Xuan finished his cultivation and opened his eyes.

He touched his chin clean, looked at the cleaned room, touched the heads of the two little ones, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

After doing the communication experiment between the two realms yesterday, he began to try the evil puppet ritual, and the two little tricksters and evil spirits in the abandoned villa were successfully transformed into evil puppets by him.

Although it was their first time converting, they didn't have time to collect enough materials to increase their physical strength, leaving them with only normal pro-level speed and power levels.

But because of the soul contract signed with him, these two little guys were also infected by some of the twisted powers, and the illusion abilities they already possessed became stronger and more weird, and their comprehensive strength was definitely not as good as that of peak fighters, but it was more than enough to kill a few top professional levels.

Moreover, these two little guys can connect with him to a certain extent, and can complete many tasks on their own, which is almost equal to two hard-working little servants, saving him a lot of trouble.

Meng Xuan waved his hand and motioned for the two little ones to go to the courtyard and play in the mud by themselves.

Then, he walked over to the arranged ritual materials and began the preparations for the ceremony.

His mental strength is already extremely close to the limit of seven rounds, and he may be promoted in a few days.

But after knowing the way to enter the mirror world again, he couldn't wait to enter that world again, and couldn't wait for his mental power to advance slowly.

Therefore, he was ready to take a little risk and forcibly fuse the power of the three major ritual light clusters to directly push the spiritual power to the limit of the seven rounds.

Of course, this is not a reckless move, he obtained the "Soul Healing Ritual" from the Evil Couple's Notes to appease and suppress the negative emotions of evil spirits, and he is going to perform this ritual to suppress his own negative emotions, so as to more safely absorb the distorted power of the three ritual light clusters, so as not to cause too much change in his personality.

Soon, he'll be able to really reach the limit of seven rounds.

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The floor of the room was covered with mysterious ritual patterns, and the pale light flickered and flickered.

Meng Xuan sat in it with his eyes closed, and a violent emotion rose uncontrollably in his heart.

But the white and cold light of the ritual array made a trace of coolness swell up in his heart, and he confronted that irascible mood.

The ceremonial light clusters that represented the power of distortion had almost all disappeared, revealing the true colors of the three major rituals.

The three twisted, wriggling, and complex texture structures were suspended in the sea of his mind, constantly trying to combine and give birth to a new existence, but they were forcibly separated by Meng Xuan's spiritual power.

It's not time yet, but soon, if you can enter that world again, new powers······

Feeling the spiritual power that had successfully reached the limit of the seven rounds, Meng Xuan thought with a calm face.

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At noon, Jinhui Community, home.

Mom and Dad went to work, and Meng Qian didn't know what activities he had gone out to participate in, and the house was empty.

However, this was exactly the environment that Meng Xuan needed.

He took out the ingredients that were in the big bag behind his back, processed them slightly, put them in the pot and began to boil the hallucinogenic secret recipe of the ancient Wuzhu tribe in Nan'anzhou.

While the medicine was boiling, he went up to the roof on the seventh floor, found a wooden ladder shared by the entire building, and moved it to his room.

Then, after concocting the ritual materials, he began to draw the "immersion ritual" on the floor of his room to enhance his inspiration.

The last time he tried in the villa, the scene Meng Xuan saw after communicating with another world was not in the Distortion Experimental Base, he guessed that it might have something to do with the location he entered.

So, he was going to hold his second attempt to enter the world of mirrors at home.

After drawing the ritual pattern on the ground, Meng Xuan put the wooden ladder brought from the roof of the building on the wall and landed in the center of the ritual pattern.

After all this, he went to the kitchen to check the cooking of the hallucinogenic secret recipe, turned off the heat after about five minutes, opened the lid of the pot, let the liquid cool slightly, and then brought it into the room, locked the door tightly, and stood in front of the wooden ladder.

He took a deep breath, his spiritual power overflowing, and slowly recited the initiation words of the immersion ritual in a deep voice.

The pale light flickered.

"In front of me is an endless staircase that will lead me to the realm of the mirror......"

Meng Xuan began to suggest to himself for a while, and then violently drank the hallucinogenic secret medicine in the pot.

The feeling of overdoing the drug hit him in an instant.

He forcibly controlled his body and climbed the wooden ladder in front of him.

His spiritual power kept pouring out, against that kind of strong resistance and crazy babbling.

It's getting closer......

Meng Xuan gritted his teeth and kept climbing along the stairs.

That "touching" approaching the higher world is becoming clearer and more obvious.

When his mental power was about to be exhausted, he felt a thin film.

Burst!!!

With all his strength, he stabbed through the film with one slam.

Pressure, resistance, and frantic babbling faded in an instant.

Silence returned to his ears, and a slightly rotten smell came.

He snapped his eyes open.

Coming into view is a familiar and dimly lit all-metal passage, and on the wall to the left of the metal passage, there is a familiar terrifying fist print.

Meng Xuan took a deep breath of the air with the familiar smell of decay, and his heart was incomparably calm and tranquil.

After many days, he finally entered this strange and mysterious realm again, which brought him everything.