This feeling of suddenly controlling the power and suddenly disappearing made Han Dong feel lost in his heart. However, since he can have it once, he can have it a second, third time until he permanently mastered this power.

Although this time, although the door to the soul was not opened and the spiritual power that only the spirit master could control, Han Dong knew that he was on the right path.

"Is it so late now?" Han Dong opened the curtains and looked out the window. At this time, the sun set, and a faint golden afterglow spread in. He looked at the alarm clock. It was already past seven o'clock in the afternoon.

"I feel like it's only been a little while..." Han Dong shook his head and said to himself. From the morning breakfast to now, Han Dong feels that it has only been more than ten minutes at most. Unexpectedly, it has been more than eleven hours.

Han Dong is still a little uncomfortable with this difference in time. Although the same is true in dreams, the time in dreams is also quite different from the real time. The duration is short and it is very disordered. Han Dong guessed that this should be related to the size of his mental power.

Bang bang bang ~

Han Dong's door was knocked.

"Come out for dinner!" My sister's shout came from outside the door.

"She knows I'm at home?" Han Dong was a little surprised, and there was a hint of embarrassment.

When she walked out of the room, her sister Han Xiaojie was already sitting at the dining table and having dinner. When she heard Han Dong come out, Han Xiaojie looked up at him, then lowered her head and squeezed the rice.

Han Dong first went to the bathroom, then sat at the dining table, and served himself a large bowl of rice.

Having not eaten for a day, Han Dong felt a burning twitching feeling in his stomach. He hadn't noticed it just now, but now seeing the steaming food, his hunger suddenly became stronger.

"I heard that you haven't been to class these two days?" Han Xiaojie suddenly raised her head and asked in Han Dong's eyes.

Han Dong was shocked. How did she know?

...

"Teacher Liu from your class, asked me about your situation!" Han Xiaojie pursed her chopsticks and lowered her head and said.

"Teacher Liu, is the head teacher?" Han Dong's face showed a look of understanding, but then he frowned again. He is now in his third year of high school. Under normal circumstances, teachers will only pay more attention to the students in their class who have the opportunity to get into college, and others can be considered to have given up.

"My grades are just average in the class, how could it attract the attention of the class teacher?" Han Dong was puzzled, but his face was not revealed.

"I have something to do in the past two days..." Han Dong said.

"You didn't eat breakfast either. You hid in the bedroom all day long. Are you doing something bad?" Han Xiaojie raised her head, looked at Han Dong quickly, then lowered her head and took a sip of the rice.

"It's just some irrelevant little things..." Han Dong shook his head and explained: "It's not a bad thing. I'll go to school tomorrow."

"Well, you are already in your third year of high school, and you will be taking the college entrance examination next year. My mother has great expectations for you. She hopes you can get into a good university!" Han Xiaojie lowered her head, as if she was talking to herself: "My father has passed away, and you are the only man in the family. If you don't do your best, your mother will definitely be very disappointed..."

Han Dong remained silent. He didn't want his family to know about nightmare. They knew about it. They could not do anything except worry.

Han Xiaojie talked for a long time, and seeing that Han Dong seemed unmoved, she suddenly showed a look of disappointment in her eyes and became silent again. The two of them finished their supper in a quiet state, Han Dong was washing dishes, and Han Xiaojie returned to her bedroom, and the silence of the house was restored to silence.

Back in the bedroom, Han Dong sat cross-legged on the bed. It was only 7 o'clock now, and there were still a few hours before going to bed. I could see if I could use this time to open the door of the soul first. Only by opening the door of the soul can meditation be considered an entry.

Exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale...

Breathing at the unique rhythm of "Gurza Elementary Meditation Method", Han Dong chanted the opening spell softly, and the sound was inaudible and only he could hear it.

If you want to practice meditation, the first step is to enter into tranquility. You cannot have any messy thoughts in your mind. This process is the most difficult for beginners. Sometimes you can't really enter into tranquility after spending several hours.

Even with the help of opening the spell, it is not easy for Han Dong to enter this state. He spends most of the time during the day and most of the time. It is only a short moment to truly enter the opening of the door of the soul.

Hu, Huhu~

Han Dong felt that his consciousness began to gradually blur, and then he woke up instantly. The special coolness in the nightmare world caused a slight tiny bump in his skin.

His heart sank, he slowly opened his eyes, and he actually entered the nightmare world again.

The door was broken and the light outside the room shone in, forming a fan-shaped light. With the light, Han Dong could barely see the environment of the entire room.

Han Dong originally thought he could see a body of his own, but there was nothing but a black velvet robe on the ground, and he couldn't even see blood.

"Is this equipment burst out from me?" Han Dong looked at the velvet robe, feeling a little amused, but he got out of bed and picked it up and put it on himself.

This robe is like the new one, without any damage, and there is no blood left on it. Han Dong remembered that after he was attacked, a large amount of blood was stained on it, but now there is no blood left...

This robe seemed to be able to withstand the cold air of the nightmare world. After putting it on, Han Dong suddenly felt a little warm. At this time, Han Dong suddenly realized that something seemed to be missing in the room.

"The zombie has left?" Han Dong's eyes showed a look of surprise, and he held his breath and listened carefully for a while. It seemed that even the zombies were gasping outside.

"Have you really left?" Han Dong looked at the open door and couldn't help but want to go out and take a look, but he stopped just after taking a step.

"Where can I go now if I leave now? Maybe there are monsters that are more dangerous than zombies outside..." Han Dong frowned slightly: "I don't have the ability to protect myself at all now. Explore here, so let's just let it go first. While the zombie is not here, I'd better get the meditation method in the first place!"

After sighing in his heart, Han Dong returned to the wooden bed and sat cross-legged. Now he was too weak and had no ability to explore the nightmare world.

“ang,xi,fagey,sita…”

He recited the spell in an indefinite voice, and Han Dong suddenly realized that it was surprisingly easy to practice meditation in the nightmare world. In just a few minutes, he entered the state of tranquility. His mind was completely immersed in a darkness, and ripples slowly rippled in the darkness.

A brilliant golden light spot emerged in the middle of the ripples...

The repeated scene in front of him made Han Dong feel inexplicably surprised. It took him almost ten hours during the day to get into this state, but it only took a few minutes in the nightmare world.

"It's like turning on an accelerator..." Han Dong said in his heart.

In the darkness, this golden dot of light slowly grew like a seed, and opened the spell and echoed in the darkness like a bell. Han Dong had already confirmed that he had stopped reciting the spell at this time, but the sound of the spell was constantly echoing in his ears. Moreover, the sound of the spell seemed to be more and more, just as if thousands of people were chanting together.

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Chapter completed!