Teacher for a day

Chapter 107 True and False

If a cultivator ascends after several hundred years of cultivation, the way he gets to open it is ascension = time travel?

No matter how strong he is in this world, he will definitely be beeping in his heart... unless this person can receive a nuclear bomb with one hand.

But Chen Changyan didn't sigh for too long, and concentrated on separating the dead souls.

The higher the strength of the dead soul in life, the lighter the soul body. The dead soul of this red-level master is as thin as a cicada's wing. It is impossible for normal people to see it with the naked eye. Even Chen Changyan's eagle eyes must be more careful .

Her body is very strong, so every inch of the dead soul leaves the body, there will be a sense of stickiness, and Chen Changyan's true energy consumption is almost double the previous estimate.

In fact, in this case, the best way is to directly separate the partitions, and then put them together again, but the Sky Eye Shadiao is a relatively tricky natal soul, and the not-so-good-looking dead soul has limited effect on its improvement.

A layer of sweat gradually appeared on Chen Changyan's forehead.

Fortunately, the overall temperature of the disinfecting workshop is low, so the impact is not significant for the time being.

Chen Changyan didn't even check the time...

He just felt as if a long time had passed.

Not far away, two disinfecting instruments were running quietly, and less than ten meters away from Chen Changyan, were the corpses of four traversers piled on a small cart and pushed over.

Suddenly, the dead soul that Chen Changyan had just stripped produced a strong wave of spiritual power, struggling and twisting towards the topmost corpse on the trolley, which was also the closest corpse.

Chen Changyan's true energy firmly locks the dead soul, but it can only form a stalemate - you must know that this is a dead soul, a dead soul without any consciousness, the body is dead, and it has been repeatedly sterilized by the disinfecting equipment , the activity should be very low.

"I should have slowed down a bit." If Chen Changyan had known this situation earlier, he would have dragged with it for a while during the stripping process to consume its vitality.

This dead soul still retains a trace of instinct.

Although it is impossible for a dead soul and a dead body to be resurrected, it has no consciousness, let alone the ability to analyze the situation. Therefore, it is like a person who knows that drinking sea water cannot save his life, regardless of , or rush towards any body.

Chen Changyan was fortunate that it was jumping at a dead body now, if it chose a living body like itself, it would be really troublesome.

If a ghost cultivator is taken over by a traverser, the joke will become big.

However, the tension between him and the dead soul made the deep cold yin almost fill the entire disinfecting workshop.

The four Lionheart operators in charge of disinfecting seemed to feel it.

One of them turned to the outside and said, "Kou Qing, go and see, who lowered the temperature of the air conditioner? We have to keep the temperature here between nine and twelve degrees, too high or too low."

"Who will turn on the air conditioner here..." An operator who was chatting outside said strangely, "Wait a minute, I'll make a call to go to the equipment room."

"The desert operator is here..." said another operator outside.

Chen Changyan suddenly had a headache.

It is obviously not the right time for Da Mo to come. Although normal people cannot see the dead souls that have been stripped out, it is hard to guarantee that the attention will be high. Can anyone detect the energy fluctuations here?
According to Da Mo, the awakening of their Lionheart Action Group is a disorderly awakening, that is, no one knows what ability they will gain.

Then, it is not impossible for one or two to be particularly sensitive to energy fluctuations...

The sound of the desert is getting closer.

The voice of the person chatting with him was also getting closer.

But Chen Changyan and the stripped dead soul are still in a stalemate.

"...Oh, that's a red-level after all, no matter how careful you are, you can't be too careful, whoever you are will make fun of me again, and curse you to encounter a red-level when you are on a mission." Da Mo laughed with the people around him.

"The red lion always said that you have too many eyes, and you have too many things... I think you have an anxiety disorder," a voice beside him said, "How can you sleep well? What kind of red-level dream is there in your dreams? Did the traverser jump out of the incinerator?"

"Why is there no more, what... the spirit cage?" Da Mo retorted.

"Haha, cartoons are okay." There was another burst of laughter.

Listening to the jokes outside, Chen Changyan probably guessed how Da Mo and Lion Heart's colleagues spoke...

He first pretended to have a dream, dreaming that the red-level traverser jumped out of the incinerator, then he called and asked where the red-level master's body was, and after getting a reply, he came over to "see the situation" "Are.

Although this reason makes people laugh, it really makes sense when it comes to Da Mo.

After all, this is how Da Mo usually is, if he caught a stray cat on the road, he would have to question him.

Lionheart's operators are used to it.

"Okay, we're all gone, stay away from me." Da Mo's voice had already reached the door.

"Da Mo, you don't want to put the corpse into your Sen Luo illusion, do you?" The few operators around him were a little speechless.

Cast illusions on the corpse in the middle of the night, and play with the corpse?
Let the corpse think he can come back to life?
To be honest, seriousness is seriousness, but Da Mo's behavior is a bit too much.

The other operators looked at each other and felt that they were indeed suspected of having anxiety disorder...

Of course, none of them are far away from the desert—the more you tell them to spread out, the more they want to get closer. This is how human psychology is.

Afterwards, they only saw Da Mo's side, as if a gust of wind blew up...

There seemed to be a faint blue light that shone like a star in the surroundings.

Afterwards, Da Mo went straight to the corpse and pressed his temple still.

It really seems to be giving the illusion of Senluo to the corpse.

And Da Mo's appearance was frozen in the consciousness of other operators.

For a moment, some of them even had the illusion that they were already in the illusion of Sen Luo...

However, they were relieved when they thought that Da Mo's ability could not be used against the traverser, nor could it be used against the awakened Lionheart operator.

In fact, what they see is an illusion!
In the entire disinfecting workshop, people who were close to the desert saw all illusions.

Being in the illusion of Sen Luo is not their illusion, because the desert of today is not the desert of yesterday.

Farewell for half a day, just look at it with admiration.

Da Mo, who came back from Wanxiaozong, clearly noticed that his abilities had been strengthened by Peng, and the scope was wider—it was as big as half the Sun Moon Square, and the strength of his abilities was also stronger.

Awakened people, time travelers, or hyenas injected with medicine can all be included in his Sen Luo illusion.

With the illusion skills he has mastered for more than ten years, as long as his ability can affect the awakened people of the lion heart, they will definitely not let them see the problem.

Chen Changyan watched Da Mo walking over in a big way, flattened his mouth, and said, "Zongzi."

The people around couldn't see Da Mo, nor could he see him, as if a false image had been transmitted to them...

Chen Changyan almost laughed out loud while trying to collect his soul.

(End of this chapter)