Chapter 545 Return of the Soul

Seeing Lu Ren turned around to leave, Ao slammed his lips, and for some reason, after scolding her, Lu Ren's mood fluctuated smoothly, and the ancient well was as calm as a stubborn stone.

Just like Taishang's unfeeling heart, as firm as a rock, she was a little surprised.

"You really don't want to know how to attract the aura of the Houtu ancestor witch's remnant body. This is a great opportunity for you. Maybe this is the beginning of your path, and you have the opportunity to break arms with the Tathagata Jade Emperor?"

At this time, Lu Ren's mood had returned to calm, and he said calmly: "With my talent, this matter is just a little extra effort."

It seems that because the shamanism is the way of people with blood and human beings, after leaving the immortal world, his joy, anger, sorrow and joy are gradually no longer suppressed, but gradually reveal their true nature.

However, the character design has been set up from the beginning. As a cold male player, no matter how hot his heart is, he can still maintain his face without changing his face.

No longer talking to Ao Li, Lu Ren frowned after returning to reality from the interior scene, and stood up with a little vain feet.

After all, the inner scene is located in the illusory place of the strange spiritual reality of one's own body, and most of the time it can only be entered with one's own spirit.

Although his soul is extremely tough and strong, and it is fused with the body, the spirit is blended, the stronger the body, the stronger the soul, and the stronger the consciousness, but the strongest part of the witch is in the body, and the soul is out of the body. Simple as eating and drinking.

But for a pure witch, it really takes a lot of work to sink his consciousness into his own inner scene.

But can Lu Ren be an ordinary witch? He is from the second class!

The World-Honored One's Heart Sutra is a combination of shamanism and immortality, combined with the essence of martial arts, and his future is broader than the two.

While thinking about it, Lu Ren refocused on the thick soil remnant under his feet. He pondered for a while, and after spending some time readjusting his energy to the peak, he walked carefully to the place where he was stabbed by the chaos fairy light. Wear it between the eyebrows.

After hesitating for a while, Lu Ren thought for a long time in his mind, and finally he was slightly moved. He opened and closed his legs, murmured in a low voice, and gradually danced with his hands and feet.

In ancient times, the language system was not as perfect as it is now, and more was expressed by the body, and the witchcraft was more prosperous, because the power was rooted in the blood, and it was formed by devouring twists and countless wild beasts, superimposed on each other, and evolved out of the joint force a road.

In this way, for ancestor sacrifices and belief in witches and gods, they believe that the expression of the body can reflect stronger and purer emotions.

Distant, simple, and rough unknown songs sang from Lu Ren's mouth.

There were no such things in the Tali body training technique. Even if Zhang Tongxuan, the leader of the tomb robbers, had dug countless tombs of fairy gods, the records of witches were nothing more than evil spirits who went awry and contributed their souls to evil forces.

As for the real witch, he only has half a claw, everything has been completely covered up, and there is no information at all.

And this set of sacrificial dances is entirely a set of sacrificial dances that are revealed after adding two points of power of destiny to bring everything together.

From the root cause, Lu Ren can assure you that this set is definitely created from the Heavenly Demon Dance that was once specially customized for women in the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Lu Ren never sleeps, as if tirelessly dancing this simple and old sacrificial dance, constantly surrounding the wound pierced by the chaotic fairy light.

Gradually, the calm airspace began to be rippling with a breeze, and then the wind became stronger, like a howling wind, whistling and billowing.

An uncomfortably gloomy atmosphere began to spread between the heaven and the earth, and gradually permeated, filling the entire empty space of the image.

Even some parasites and other organisms that grew after death on the thick soil remnants shrank their heads and did not dare to come out.

Lu Ren didn't seem to have heard of it, but he didn't dare to interrupt the sacrificial dance. These things are very taboo. Although the direction of his worship is the Houtu Ancestral Witch, if he interrupts the ceremony, what will be summoned? It's hard to say.

After all, among the elephants here, there are quite a lot of weird existences.

Using the sacrificial dance here, if there is something wrong, God knows what will be called here. The dimensions here are chaotic, and sometimes the information I send out can be perceived by the demon gods at the high latitude level, thereby lowering their will.

Whether you can fight well or not is another matter, it is indeed because it takes time, and Lu Ren finds it troublesome most of the time.

I don't know how long it took, even Lu Ren couldn't feel the passage of time, and his super perception began to fall into a hazy sense of the millennium, and he vaguely heard a whisper.

"Little guy, did you wake me up?"

Lu Ren remained motionless, still dancing, singing and dancing ancient songs, and swaying weird sacrificial dances.

Although the action is rough, it unexpectedly conforms to a strange frequency that penetrates everything between heaven and earth, and found some amazing people and things.

From the very beginning, the whispering sound in the ear was separated by the haze of countless mountains, small, and vague, and gradually became larger and stronger, and finally it was like whispering in the ear, which was incomparably clear.

Gradually, the field of vision in front of Lu Ren's eyes slowly changed and became completely blurred.

When it was clear again, Lu Ren was surprised to find that he was standing in a rural mountain, surrounded by grain fields, traffic, and the sound of chickens and dogs barking.

The whole atmosphere exudes peace and tranquility. The breeze rippling, the grains shake slowly, and the rice waves keep reciprocating layer by layer, which looks quite eye-catching.

"It's beautiful."

A soft and quiet voice sounded in Lu Ren's ear, full of maternal gentleness, but also knowledgeable, intellectual, and convincing.

Just by hearing the voice, Lu Ren can be sure that the other party is a gentle, educated, well-read woman.

He turned his head to look at the person who made the sound, and then calmly turned his head to look forward, the agitation in his heart was finally calmed down gradually.

The person who was talking was a man who was nearly five meters tall, with muscles all over his body, and a pair of pectoralis major muscles that were bulging to the point of bursting, and his gestures shook slightly, revealing ferocious veins. Now shrinking the body of the great witch, revealing that the waist of a normal person is even thicker.

With a wide mouth and wide ears, eyes like copper bells, her hair was braided into thick braids and tied behind her head.

The wheat-colored skin is not obtrusive among the golden grains.

It is really hard to imagine that such a soft and intellectual voice came from the mouth of this hideous, humanoid Tyrannosaurus.

Although the mental activity was intense, Lu Ren's face was still calm, even with a trace of respect, he could clearly feel the pure and earthy breath radiating from the woman beside him.

Those who are the same as the Dao Dao, who are intensively cultivating the thick soil and the vitality of all things, will always have inexplicable desires to get close to it.