Chapter 161: Summon 1

Withdrawing from the dream, Lin Sheng's hands were still shaking.
He got up straight from the bed, sitting on the edge, his hands were cramping, and he couldn't stop, trembling constantly.
There seems to be something backlogged in the chest, which is inflating, pressurizing, and may explode at any time like a balloon.
hiss...
Lin Sheng took a deep breath, then slowly spit it out several times.
This is a little trick he used to adjust his mood and breathing, which he didn't know before.
The effect was unexpectedly good.
After several consecutive sessions, his mood stabilized slightly, and his hands no longer trembled.
"Absorbing this piece of soul, a little indigestion ..."
In the darkness, Lin Sheng stood up, habitually walked to the desk, took out the encrypted notebook from the drawer, and opened it to record with a pen.
He recorded some of his major turning events on it.
After starting to learn the evil spirit language, he began to use a certain proportion of mixed encryption with the letters of the evil spirit language, ancient letters and Chinese characters.
The security brought by such encryption is beyond doubt. The disadvantage is that a short message will be expanded to twice its original length.
The lamp is turned on.
Lin Sheng sat under the lamp, picked up his pen for a moment, and began to write quickly.
After recording all the information, he returned to the bed and began to meditate on the lay, lying on his back.
The sanctuary's gray seal had been completed, and now he was meditating on the second gray seal, roaring.
Under his perception, the roar was almost feeling.
After meditation for a while, Lin Sheng's urge was slowly stabilized.
He stagnated again and began to sort out a lot of meaningless information he had just absorbed.
There is not much in Kadula's broken memory. If there is real information, just a little bit.
From the memory, Lin Sheng probably knew part of Kadula's life.
It was born deformed and abandoned.
No one wants to raise it, it is treated as a monster, and the hawkers who have picked it up, pull money everywhere, until they are finally found in the world.
As for how Kadura acquired the abilities and how to enter the elven dungeon, these memories are not.
The only information left was a white-haired old man wearing a yellow mage robe without an arm.
The old man's name was Xie Yige.
"Evil Ig ... it really was him, the guy who created the stripped-off magic circle ... and the culprit that completely defiled the dungeon.
Lin Sheng was emotional.
The soul nature of Qian Qian's face is so bad that he can't fully digest it for so long after leaving the dream.
Lin Sheng was lying like this, sometimes meditating, sometimes tidying up memory fragments, and sometimes resting.
Unconsciously, the outside sky gradually became gray.
After all, he waited for his body condition to be a little better, then immediately got up and packed all kinds of things.
Quickly put on a loose suit, and find a bit of cooked eggs left before eating.
He can't wait.
"If the face of a thousand arms can really be summoned ... then the impact on the situation at hand will be greater than ever!"
At least the provincial military of Redon will definitely be extremely jealous of Tekken.
In the absence of a direct conflict of interest, Red Won will most likely not easily provoke the Tekken Federation of unknown strength.
Lin Sheng doesn't know what level of strength Qian Qian's face has, but it is definitely far stronger than he is now.
After being neatly dressed, he left a note and left the security door gently to go out, calming down in the stairwell for a while.
Now, with a little inattention, his hand suddenly trembles.
It's as if there are sequelae to the nerves. The body is in a tight state unconsciously.
Lin Sheng faintly felt that this should be too many fragments of the soul absorbed by the soul for a while, which caused some indigestion, and his own soul was affected by Kadullah.
So there is a special phenomenon.
He didn't bother, this phenomenon is not a minority in his mixed memory. Generally, as long as he persists in practicing the Holy Power for some time, it can be eliminated naturally.
Holy power is the most overbearing force that can eliminate all soul impurities.
At 6 o'clock in the morning, Huaisha, like an icy beauty just covered with a layer of blue gauze, was slowly losing the last line of defense under the attack of sea wind and waves.
Lin Sheng rode on a bicycle and went straight to the deep mountains in the suburbs without stopping.
There was a faint eyeliner scout outside the community who wanted to follow, and he sent out the black feather swordsman crow, easily led away.
Now he had only one black feather swordsman and two heavily armored dungeons. The Cruel Divine Shield and other summoned creatures are dead and do not re-summon.
Lin Sheng intends to leave as much soul space as possible to this thousand-arm face.
The strength of the thousand-armed face Kadullah far exceeded him, so he did not know how much soul space he needed in order to afford the existence of this monster.
Anyway, there is always no problem to reserve as much as possible.
Nourish.
The bicycle wheel braked at once.
Lin Sheng, dressed in black sportswear, rolled over from the car, picked up a dark blue backpack full of materials, and strode toward the mountain.
He walked very fast. Almost one step is more than two steps for a normal person.
After a short time, through the farmland, into the dense forest, go straight up the slope. A somewhat dilapidated abandoned temple appeared in front of Lin Sheng.
The temple seems to have been reorganized recently, and the broken and hanging lintels have been reinstalled.
The weeds on the ground and the moss on the steps in front of the door were all rubbed away with something.
Lin Sheng, carrying a schoolbag, pushed through the door and entered the middle yard.
The roots of the trees that were bare on the ground in the yard were mostly cut off by blunders, and the dense grass and vines before them disappeared. Leave a large open area.
Lin Sheng walked to the open space, reached out and hit his finger.
A black raven overhead passed silently, and then began flying around the temple.
The black feather swordsman crow slowly appeared with the black smoke, and together with another heavy armored dungeon soldier, began to circulate around the temple.
As for a heavy armored soldier, Lin Sheng was sent to protect his family.
After doing all this, he put down his bag and began to quickly take out the painted plastic paper and various materials.
He didn't have much time, and once Redon found out of surveillance, he would take action. So he had to complete the ceremony as quickly as possible to prevent night long dreams.
Crackling.
Lin Sheng will paint the plastic paper filled with the summoning ritual map and tile it to the ground.
Then skillfully began to place the materials in the same position. The rest of the materials were okay. The auxiliary collection of the iron fist club was absolutely sufficient.
But the bullion and silver powder were enough to summon up to three times.
"It's time to get some new materials. Tekken will not make a profit. Just preparing other materials for me has already consumed most of the activity funds on the account." Lin Sheng felt a little bit sad.
Finally the pan was set up, and he poured filtered pure water into it.
Then stunned the lighter with a lighter.
The water in the saucepan began to boil slowly in the rising bonfire.
Lin Sheng picked up the pasty material, stirred a spoonful, and poured it into the pot.
"let's start..."
Place the last living white spider into the liquid in a pan.
"Mu, ba, en, di, yu, yi ....." The weird syllables began to drift out of Lin Sheng's mouth.
Soon, the white smoke from the butter lamp began to fly towards the pan like a life, and then quickly entered it.
The turbid liquid in the pot began to pulsate with ripples, accompanied by ripples, and large white water vapor rising.
hiss....
Countless white vapors, like mist, quickly rushed towards Lin Sheng, surrounded, surrounded and shrouded.