in the last few days.
Long Zhanye's Heavenly Eye has several weird pictures popping up from time to time.
The image came without warning, sometimes flashing suddenly while he was carving Core Array.
Sometimes it would burst in when he was eating, and sometimes it would quietly appear in his sleep.
The picture was intermittent and blurry, but it had an indescribable sense of reality, as if it was not an illusion, but something happening right now.
A group of people gathered together, as if they were performing some kind of evil sacrificial activity.
They were wearing black robes and strange masks, and they were mumbling words. Their voices were low and hoarse, like spells coming from the depths of hell.
In the sacrificial center are living people one after another. They are men and women, old and young, tied to stone pillars, their eyes full of fear and despair.
Those men in black robes will use a strange magic weapon to extract souls from their heavenly spirit caps.
They collected those souls and became sacrificial offerings to unknown beings.
Long Zhanye vaguely guessed that this was Evil Soul Master of Holy Spirit Cult.
The aura of those men in black robes, the evil sacrificial methods, and the disregard for life were all exactly the same as what he felt in the Xishui Alliance.
But he felt very confused, could this be the result of thinking day and night?
He has indeed been thinking about Holy Spirit Cult, True Dragon Pill, and how to sneak in to get information.
But the screen that Heavenly Eye popped up was never what he thought about day and night.
The pictures that Heavenly Eye pops up are different every time. They are pictures of Holy Spirit Cult at different levels.
Sometimes it is a scene of sacrifice, sometimes it is a battle scene, sometimes it is a dark hall, sometimes it is a deep cave.
But the one that pops up the most is a woman!
The woman looked about forty years old, and her face was delicate but somewhat gloomy.
Wearing a black robe and a veil on her head, only a pair of deep eyes were exposed.
Her figure appears repeatedly in the picture, sometimes presiding over sacrifices, sometimes reprimanding subordinates.
Sometimes I stand alone on a high place and look into the distance, my back is lonely and desolate.
Long Zhanye always felt that the woman had some relationship with him, otherwise Heavenly Eye wouldn't keep flashing her screen.
This made him very confused and distressed. After all, his Heavenly Eye picture could not be shared with others.
He couldn't ask anyone for confirmation, and he couldn't get answers from anyone.
Heavenly Eye's pictures are basically related to things that will happen to you in the future, or things that are related to you.
Could it be that I have some connection with that woman Evil Soul Master?
Long Zhanye dare not think about it.
He just wanted to get some information about True Dragon Pill. How could it involve so many things?
A few days later, the picture became clearer.
The face of the masked middle-aged woman was finally seen clearly by Long Zhanye.
It was late at night, and Long Zhanye suddenly woke up from his dream.
He was breathing heavily, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the clothes on his back were soaked with sweat.
His heart was beating hard, as if it was about to burst out of his chest.
He sat on the bed and stared blankly at the moonlight outside the window, as if his soul had been sucked out of his whole body.
That face is so familiar, so familiar. The eyebrows, the bridge of the nose, the lips, the contour of the jaw -
Every detail coincided with the face deep in his memory.
Long Zhanye can't believe it.
That woman's face was so similar to his mother.
his mother.
Long Zhanye I always thought it was impossible.
At that time, he only remembered that Elder Xu brought him back to the sect after an incident occurred at the engagement party.
He told that his father died tragically and his mother disappeared while holding her newborn brother.
At that time, Long Zhanye thought he had been killed by Shrek Inspectorate's people, so he disappeared.
But now, the person in the picture is clearly his mother.
And the scene that appeared one after another recently, could it be his mother?
Thinking of this, Long Zhanye almost collapsed. His mother turned into Evil Soul Master? Then where did his brother go?
Could it be that it also became Evil Soul Master?
You must know that your younger brother was not yet one month old at the time. If he were still alive, he would be six years old now. It would be time to awaken Martial Soul.
But what he looks like, I can't tell at all. Even if the two brothers meet, they can't know each other or recognize each other.
All of this was like a mess Entanglement in his heart, making him breathless.
He didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it.
He buried all these things in his heart and placed his greatest expectations on the soon-to-be transaction between the Mingde Hall and Holy Spirit Cult.
Only when he got there and saw the woman with his own eyes could he know the truth.
At this time, unknowingly, Long Zhanye hated Shrek even more.
If it is true that Shrek forced his mother to become Evil Soul Master.
Then it's not as simple as defeating Shrek and humiliating Shrek--
He will definitely Shrek pay back a hundred times!
The moonlight poured in through the window, shining on his pale face and his eyes burning with hatred.
He sat on the bed and remained motionless until dawn.
Finally, the day has arrived.
The fifteenth day of this month is the day of the full moon.
Long Zhanye got up early and sat in the dormitory all morning.
His eyes sometimes fell out of the window, sometimes on the Dark Green Dragon Engraving Knife in his hand, and sometimes he fell into deep contemplation.
He didn't know what he was about to face, and he didn't know if the woman in the picture was his mother.
I don't know what the outcome will be.
But he must go.
In the evening, Jing Hongchen came in person.
He called Long Zhanye to a secluded room, closed the door and drew the curtains.
I also used Soul Tool to check whether there was any eavesdropping in the surrounding area. It looked as if I was doing something shameful.
He instructed carefully and in a very low voice:
"The number of these Soul Tool must be counted before sending them out."
"And don't talk too much after you go, or you'll offend those Evil Soul Master."
"Those Evil Soul Master kill people without blinking an eye. Don't expose your strength, or they may have their own ideas."
He paused and then added, "After all, there is such an opportunity every month. If you can't do it once, try again next month."
The words from Jing Hongchen's mouth are superficially concerned about Long Zhanye.
In fact, she was afraid that something might happen to him and that her grandson's incurable illness would not be solved.
After all, it is in the Sun Moon Empire.
Only the development of this hormone-like drug led to the creation of Soul Power.
There is no specific solution to the sequelae, and no one is looking for this solution.
Because Sun Moon Empire most Spirit Master are addicted to Soul Tool, and their own Soul Power requirements are just enough.
Long Zhanye nodded and said nothing.
He took the robe Jing Hongchen brought to him. The robe was wide, dark black, and thick in texture.
It feels cold and smooth, as if it is made of some special material.
There was also a black mask. There were no extra decorations on the mask, only two holes exposed the eyes, hiding his entire face.
If he didn't say it himself, no one would know that he was an experimenter from the Mingde Hall.
He looks like one of those Evil Soul Master--
The same black robe, the same mask, the same gloomy and mysterious look.