After the last mission in Qinghe, a seed fell in his heart, and then it took root and grew bigger and bigger.

This seed is called "Guilt"... The reason for guilt is not that the mission failed, but because Han Dang believed from the bottom of his heart that his investigation was inaccurate and it was a very serious mistake.

From time to time he would fall into a state of "repentance".

And this kind of "guilt" made Han Dang feel more and more horrified.

I am not a very kind person.

Qinghe's mission was to prevent Zhou Jiren's new disciples from passing the review... How did he end up like this in the end?

How could he feel guilty!

Everything about Qinghe's mission became blurry in his memory. It was as if he slept in a hazy sleep and then woke up without remembering anything.

But Han Dang remembered clearly what happened after that.

Not long after, Luo Er was awarded the title of [Heavenly Eye]!

This was big news that shocked the entire Eastern Continent Parliament... The impeachment against Zhou Jiren and the suppression of Mr. Shu's faction completely disappeared with the advent of [Tian Pu].

It was also from that day that Han Dang began to suspect that he had been planted with hypnotic suggestion seeds by [Tian Tong] in Qinghe District.

The most terrifying thing about the extraordinary spiritual system is this.

Even though Han Dang has reached the peak of the eleventh level of the deep sea, he can't find any evidence that he was hypnotized... and the only way to deal with it is to apply reverse effects on himself that are enough to offset the suggestion from another angle.

Hypnosis.

And Han Dang could think of only one person who could help him alleviate this symptom...

teacher.

During this period, he has been staying in Nagano to rest and fight against the nightmare in his heart with the help of his teacher.

Seeing Han Dang's painful expression at this moment.

Zhu Wang knew...that his disciple was in a painful state of guilt again.

"...raise your head and look directly into my eyes."

A majestic voice sounded in the room.

In Zhu Wang's eyes, there seemed to be a reverse-twisting petal, blooming and closing.

Word by word, he whispered: "My beloved disciple, don't doubt yourself, you are the most outstanding spiritual extraordinary in the tribunal in the past 20 years... Keep moving forward in accordance with your heart, don't bow your head, one day, You will definitely reach the realm of titles, be able to see through illusions, and ignore shackles."

These words are like pebbles falling into the lake of my heart.

Every word creates thousands of ripples.

Han Dang's expression became intense and he started to struggle.

His facial expression began to distort uncontrollably, and veins popped out on his forehead. The fit-fitting suit was soaked with sweat. In just a moment, all the strength in his body seemed to be drained.

"Look...what Zhou Jiren and others have done to you..."

Zhu Wang said angrily: "How can we forgive, how can we forgive?"

When he said these words, the petals in Zhu Wang's eyes were spinning in reverse direction faster and faster.

Han Dang roared.

He closed his eyes.

In my mind, those broken and fleeting memories seemed to reappear, but they were torn apart again with just a flash of lightning.

It's like going back to the moment before the memory loss.

Vaguely, countless hair strands were swarming towards him, and the spiritual power like a black tide seemed to be swallowing him whole.

After leaving Qinghe.

This "feeling of guilt" has been lingering around me, getting tighter and tighter, and now it has a vague tendency to develop into a "nightmare"... For no reason, it has become difficult for me to even operate the breathing method.

The more obedient he is, the more he confesses from his heart, the more comfortable he becomes.

But the more you object, the more you refuse to feel guilty, the more painful it becomes!

He wants to be the master of his own spirit...how can he bow his head?

This hypnosis lasted for ten minutes.

Han Dang was mentally exhausted and slumped on the chair.

Zhu Wang, who was wearing the arbiter's cloak, looked at his "loved disciple" with an equally ugly expression. It was easy to tie the bell but difficult to untie it. He was very sure that the "hypnotic seed" in Han Dang's heart at the moment was from the title-level spiritual being. His handiwork... Looking at Dongzhou, there are only a handful of extraordinary people with this kind of strength.

Besides Tiantong, who else could it be?

I tried my best to achieve "slight relief".

There are only three ways to get rid of the seeds.

First, rely on yourself. At present, this is almost impossible.

Second, even if the person with the root seed unlocks it herself. If this "heart nightmare" is really planted by Tiantong, she will not admit it, let alone unseal it.

In the end... I just need to find a spiritual supernatural being who is much stronger than Tian Tong and forcefully unlock this hypnosis.

Three of them, one is more difficult than the other.
Chapter completed!