Chapter 763

Chu Yan is dreaming.

The monk's spirit is stable. He seldom dreams.

There are only two possibilities for a monk to dream.

One is the invasion of demons, the other is the perception.

But Chu Yan didn't realize that he was dreaming at the moment.

He found himself in a desolate land.

Looking around, it's boundless.

There are jagged rocks everywhere.

The sky is a gradual change of dark red, chaotic, as if it was agitated after the water.

The whole world, gives people a very desolate feeling.

As if this is a dead place, is the forbidden area of life.

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

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

Because in the dream, he doesn't remember what happened in reality.

It's like a memory inserted into it, which makes him focus on what happened in front of him.

At the same time, Chu Yan did not notice that in the chaos of the sky, there was a pair of huge eyes, which were watching him through the turbidity.

These eyes are distant and deep. It seems that there are rivers rolling in them, but they are silent.

After looking around for a week, Chu Yan began to move on.

Soon after, he met a group of people.

"There are others here!"

Chu Yan's eyes brightened and he walked quickly.

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

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

Because it's so quiet.

In front of that group of people, at least there are nearly a hundred, but they are in a neat line, even with neat steps, walking forward without saying a word.

No one spoke, no one even stepped.

Chu Yan's heart moved slightly and his eyes gathered.

The next moment, he clearly saw that nearly 100 people were walking on tiptoe.

This discovery made Chu Yan feel numb.

He thought of a legend he heard as a child.

On the way to huangquan, the dead walk on tiptoe.

"This is... The way to hell?" Chu Yan blinked.

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

Chu Yan tried to look at the pale faces.

These faces were numb and dull, as if they didn't know anything and they were following the team subconsciously.

Suddenly, Chu Yan saw one of the ghosts move.

This face of the dead is the light envoy Xiao Taijin.

"Why are you here?" Chu Yan couldn't help but let out a exclamation.

And at this time, deep underground in the palace where cangyumen had no sweetheart.

This is one of the secret places of the unintentional master.

When monsoon pond wants to do some shady things, it will always choose here.

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

"I give you ten days to collect materials, but I didn't expect you to be ready for me in two days. Very good, very good."

Looking at the neatly placed materials in front of him, he nodded with satisfaction.

Dai Qiu lowered her head and said respectfully: "I should have done my best to fulfill the teacher's request."

"Well, that's right. I've been teaching you so many years." "In that case, you'll stay here later and see your younger martial brother. You'll tell who killed them."

"Yes." Dai Qiu answered.

At this time, she hesitated for a moment, and finally did not say what she had done in private.

After all, in Chu Yan's side, she didn't get any information she needed. Instead, she was cheated by the other side.

For the hall leader Dai, who is in charge of cangyumen torture, this can be regarded as a great shame.

If you are known by your teacher

Dai Qiu didn't dare to think about the consequences.

She can't shame her teacher.

Monsoon pond didn't notice the difference of his female disciple. He went to the middle of the secret place and sat down.

On the ground all around, zigzag runes have been carved for a long time.

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

Every Rune pattern shows the smell of demons, which makes people feel stuffy and uncomfortable.

After sitting 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 showed a gloomy and cold taste.

"Although this may lead to your death, but for the sake of your teacher, my fairy way, you'd better come back and tell me who killed you."

This sentence slowly spits out from the mouth of the monsoon pond.

In the secret place, the wind blows at the same time.

This kind of scene, Dai Qiu is the first experience, so at the moment, her whole body can not help from a layer of goose bumps.

Five fingers a stretch, a grasp, monsoon pond in front of those materials, in a flash, all floated in front of him.

Reciting the obscure sentences in my mouth, I quickly poked my fingers in the air.

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

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

At this time, the liquid goes in and immediately fills the pit where these runes are located.

At a glance, it seems that these runes are shining now.

But these light, are pale color, let a person see, feel cold limbs, whole body blood, as if to stop flowing.

The temperature in the secret place is getting colder and colder. Even in Dai Qiu's state, he can't help gritting his teeth and running aura to resist the cold.

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

At this time, with a wave of his hand, he produced more than ten fingerprints in an instant in front of his chest.

When each fingerprint is produced, the rune on the ground will vibrate slightly.

Between the light and shadow, there is an illusion that the monsoon pond has stepped into another space.

"The hell calls the soul, Zhao Yu's soul is coming!"

A sharp drink came from the voice of the monsoon pond.

This voice, sharp and sharp, seems to be the howl of a fierce ghost when he is searching for his life. It's not the same as the usual voice of the monsoon pond.

Dai Qiu's eardrum was tingling, but she didn't resist. Instead, she opened her eyes wide and looked at a human light and shadow slowly gathering in front of the monsoon pond.

Although there is no ghost way, Dai Qiu also knows that the shorter the time a person dies, the higher the success rate of evocation.

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

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

When Dai Qiu was guessing who might be the murderer, he saw the light and shadow that was about to gather together. He suddenly trembled and burst into pieces in the frightened and angry eyes of the monsoon pond.