"The ritual in your hand is mostly used by the followers of the Blackblood Lord …" Julie said.
"But don't be too nervous. Before climbing the Golden Tower of Heaven, all the unknowns don't have to make a decision immediately … In fact, I'm not targeting you, but most of the Extraordinaries won't even reach the Crimson River, much less the Tower of Glory …"
"Even so, try to use the nameless spells and rituals of the same school as much as possible to lay a solid foundation for the future …"
Chung Shen-soo said in realization.
"Yes, you're very smart." Julie was a little surprised.
Although everything was still under his control and was developing according to plan, it was just a little faster.
But wasn't Li Wei's learning, understanding, and acceptance too amazing?
A strange feeling emerged in her heart, but when she touched the rich US dollars in her handbag, she quickly suppressed it.
"That's all for today. I'll come for a drink every two days … When the time comes, we can discuss the experience of mystical knowledge together."
Julie stood up gracefully and left the office.
…
Chung Shen-soo rested his hands on the desk, his eyes deep.
"A sacrifice to the darkness?"
He came to the secret room and picked up a bottle of green absinthe.
"It doesn't need much spiritual materials, only two … and it seems like I can get some from the wizards …"
Zhong Shenxiu picked up a pair of tongs and picked up a strange dried flower petal from a nearby wooden shelf. She placed it above the spirit lamp and burned it.
A blurred aroma spread in all directions.
His eyes were a little dazed, but his hands did not stop moving. He opened the mixer and added the absinthe …
"To make a real spirit wine, not only do you need the formula and steps, but more importantly, the spiritual participation of the body …"
"This kind of spirituality is similar to the infusion of strong emotions, there is no quantitative standard."
"Therefore, the mysterious potions can only be made by individual pharmacists, and the failure rate is still high … Planned production is even more extravagant …"
Chung Shen-soo's thoughts gradually diverged. When he came back to his senses, there was a cup of dark green cocktail in front of him that kept bubbling.
There was a layer of white mist lingering on the surface of the cup, constantly spreading outwards.
"I didn't add dry ice …"
He muttered to himself. He didn't court death by trying to drink it. Instead, he flipped open the Transmutation Blood again.
Although the book did not teach anyone how to pass through the dark gate, there was no doubt that the seemingly meaningless praises and songs at the beginning contained ways to meditate, to leave one's body, to roam the Spiriters' Realm, and to reach the dark gate!
Chung Shen-soo let down his guard and let the words that were filled with madness and confusion stir up his mind.
His will gradually relaxed, and his mind became hazy.
An ethereal and sweet song seemed to reach his ears, bringing him back to his senses.
At this time, he found himself standing in an open space.
The surrounding scenery was hazy and unclear, as if shrouded in a layer of gray fog.
"Is this the Spiritual Realm? Interesting! "
Chung Shen-soo nodded and looked at himself. He looked no different from the outside, but the revolver at his waist and the dagger in his sleeves had disappeared.
The only thing left in his hand was the cocktail that kept emitting thick white fog.
"As expected … it can be brought in. This feeling is very similar to a dream."
Chung Shen-soo took two steps forward and saw a two-story red-tiled building. Its surface was already covered in cracks and vines, and countless fungi grew and spread wantonly … It seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.
"My vision and stamina have weakened … That's right, it's not my brain that keeps me thinking, but my own spirituality. It's the same for my body's movements."
In fact, this would result in a very sad situation. When people with weak spirituality came here, even their thinking would become slow. They would not be able to think quickly or run to their heart's content. It was as if they had dementia.
Fortunately, Li Wei's original talent might not have been much, but his spirituality had increased due to Chung Shen-soo's influence. This had attracted Julie's attention.
"Hmm … The sense of direction and the flow of time still exist here, but it's a little blurry, like I'm drunk …
"It seems that only when I reach deeper into the Spiriters' Realm will there be a true change in direction and the shattering of time …"
After confirming this, Chung Shen-soo decided on a direction and started running.
If it were any other mysterious apprentice, they would have to undergo strict training and meditate for a long time to do this.
However, it was as if Chung Shen-soo was born this way, and he could do it naturally.
The scenery on both sides quickly retreated, and he ran out of the range of the building into a wilderness.
The surroundings were silent, and occasionally he could see a strange black tree that was split into three branches, resembling a trident.
"The Transmutation Blood seems to have described a similar scene, and this trident is the best guide …"
Chung Shen-soo looked at the dark green liquid in his hand.
He did not know when the wine cup had disappeared, but the wine did not disperse or slip away. Instead, it stayed in his hand, and wisps of white fog flowed out continuously.
The white fog flowed in a meandering manner, but it did not go straight down, instead pointing in a direction.
"Hmm? It's different from the direction of the trident tree? "
Chung Shen-soo's pupils shrank. "Something wrong? Who's lying? "
"No, the Transmutation Blood and this recipe both came from Julie, so she didn't have to do this … Is it the original author's problem?"
He thought for a moment, and quickly walked in the direction that the white fog was pointing.
After some time, the space in front of Chung Shen-soo suddenly widened, and a pitch-black shadow that covered the sky appeared.
It was a door, no, it was a huge wall, a pitch-black wall that towered into the sky!
It did not even have a boundary, and it continuously extended to both sides … until it reached the end of Chung Shen-soo's sight …
"A pitch-black door?"
Chung Shen-soo complained. "This is obviously a pitch-black wall!"
At this moment, he seemed to hear a sigh from ancient times, and there seemed to be a faint sound of crying coming from the wall.
He thought for a moment, and did not go forward immediately. Instead, he changed his direction, and kept exploring along the pitch-black wall.
After some time, the white fog on his hand disappeared, and the dark green liquid also disappeared without a trace.
"It's expired …"
Chung Shen-soo sighed, and looked at the towering black wall in front of him. It stood silently, and continuously extended to both sides. It was exactly the same as the first time he saw it, as if he had not moved at all.
"But in fact … it has an arc, although it's very small … it's still an internal arc … so both directions are correct, and both can reach the pitch-black door!"
Chung Shen-soo somewhat understood the nature of the pitch-black door.
It was a circular wall that protected the boundary of the spiritual world corresponding to the real world!
Yes, for everyone, the pitch-black door was a kind of protection!
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