I have a city in another world

Chapter 1813 Soul Secret Art
Listening to the four people's narration, Tang Zhen's expression also became serious.

This incident was indeed not done by him, but the strange disappearance of the other party will inevitably remind people of him.

Fang Rui had to figure out the specific reason. First, he wanted to prove his innocence. Second, he wanted to see who the troublemaker was.

Reminiscent of the strange aura he sensed earlier, Tang Zhen had a vague guess in his heart that maybe that thing was the real culprit.

Thinking of this, he looked at the four men.

"Do you have any belongings of the missing person, and if so, give them to me."

Facing Tang Zhen's question, the four of them looked at each other, and then one of them hurried back to the room they were in.

"Tang Zhen, what are you doing?"

There was a hint of curiosity in Leiya's eyes, not knowing what Tang Zhen was doing with the missing person's belongings, so she asked casually.

"I can use the other party's belongings to deduce his current location and whether he is dead or alive."

There was a flash of light in Leiya's eyes, she seemed very interested, and asked again: "I have seen similar records before, it should be divination and other spells, do you also know this kind of legendary stuff?

But as far as I know, most of these spells have been lost, and creators rarely study this aspect, after all, our ideas are different. "

Although the research of the Creator also involves mysticism, it is more about the power of runes, and the basic concept is somewhat similar to that of technological civilization.

They don't believe in gods, they just regard them as higher-level beings, and they don't have much awe.

If someone called it a god, they would just smile.

In the view of these creators, as long as they have enough materials and time, they can create even the existence of gods!
It was precisely because of this that Leya was curious. After all, in the mainstream circle of creators, such heresies rarely appeared.

"I know a little bit about it. As for whether it will work, I'm not sure yet."

Tang Zhen answered casually without explaining in detail.

This kind of secret technique is by no means divination, but a special kind of soul secret technique, which can track and read the memory of the person before and after his death through the personal belongings of the caster.

As long as the soul of the caster is not directly wiped out, there is a possibility of successfully obtaining the memory of the soul, and the success rate is extremely high.

"Since that's the case, I want to take a look. After all, I've only heard about it before, and I've never seen it with my own eyes."

There was a hint of anticipation in Leiya's eyes, like a little girl who encountered something new, with a hint of joy in her expression.

Not long after, the man in charge of picking up the items returned and handed Tang Zhen a jug.

"This is something he never leaves his hands. We only felt something was wrong after we found out that this thing was left by him. Do you think it's okay?"

Tang Zhen took the flagon over casually, felt it carefully, and found that there was indeed a trace of thought power left on it belonging to the original owner.

The more beloved it is, the more obvious the effect will be. If there is no thought power of the original owner, the effect will be greatly reduced.

"It can be used, you all come with me."

Tang Zhen dropped a sentence, turned around and walked towards a table next to him.

Seeing this, the others quickly followed, wanting to see what method Tang Zhen used to calculate the specific situation of the missing person.

When a group of people came to the table, they saw that Tang Zhen had stretched out his fingers and started drawing continuously on the stone table.

The originally smooth tabletop now had bursts of dust, which were constantly blown away by the breeze that appeared out of thin air.

If you look carefully, you will find that Tang Zhen's fingertips have not touched the table, but still keep a distance of one inch.

But even so, the hard stone table still left a deep mark with his fingers.

As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know if there is any.

Ordinary monks can actually do this, but Tang Zhen's uninterrupted portrayal requires a strong cultivation base, which is also a proof of strength.

Everyone who had already believed that Tang Zhen was hiding his strength became more and more certain of this guess in their hearts, and their attitude became much more respectful.

Even in the creator's world, it also maintains enough respect for the strong. If it is also the identity of the creator, it will naturally be even more precious.

There was a flash of light in Leiya's eyes. She couldn't figure out why Tang Zhen didn't start studying biology until now since he had such a strong strength and didn't lack gold coins.
Whether Tang Zhen in front of her is a young man, or an old monster with a good face, this is something that Leya desperately wants to know.

Even she didn't realize it, unconsciously, she had become more and more concerned about Tang Zhen.

It didn't take long for the rune circle to be drawn.

Looking at those mysterious runes that had never been touched before, everyone was confused, wondering what it meant?
Although I wanted to ask for advice, I also knew that now was not the right time.

Holding the wine jug that he had just brought in his hand, a ball of flame rose in Tang Zhen's hand in an instant, and the wine jug made of something unknown was wrapped in flames and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

After pouring the ashes into the pit in the rune circle, Tang Zhen waved his hand again, and a cloud of clear water appeared in front of everyone, mixed with the ashes.

Before Tang Zhen stretched out his hand, the mixture of ashes and clear water began to stir like a whirlpool, and soon turned into a dark solution.

After finishing this step, Tang Zhen muttered something, and then saw traces of heaven and earth energy pouring into the rune array, and those mysterious runes began to glow slightly.

The solution in the puddle began to mist, and the strange thing was that the mist did not condense, and it seemed to be solid.

Just when everyone didn't know what Tang Zhen was going to do, a picture faintly appeared on the fog, and it soon became clear.

"This is... the scene when we were drinking!"

After seeing the scene in the fog, one of the four men exclaimed loudly, and looked at Tang Zhen with more fear.

It's unbelievable to be able to do this with just one item.

In fact, this is also caused by different cultivation civilizations. In some planes that are proficient in soul magic, all monks with profound strength can do this.

But in the world of creators, people's focus is on the science of creation, and other things are regarded as heresy, and even if there was one, it was only a flash in the pan.

It has to be said that the monks on this plane are very biased, but it is precisely because of this that they have created a brilliant civilization of creation.

Otherwise, with Tang Zhen's vision, how could he try so hard to control the whole world and try not to cause serious damage to it.

Because he knows in his heart that war is the most direct means of destroying civilization, as long as the war starts, it will inevitably cause many irreparable losses.

At this time, as the man exclaimed, the other three had also confirmed that this was exactly the scene when they were drinking.

And the scene in the fog is exactly the perspective of the missing person.

Seeing that the truth was about to come to light, the mood of these four people fluctuated, and they even didn't know what to do.

The onlookers beside him were also whispering, with surprised expressions on their faces, amazed at this cunning method.

"Be quiet, just watch carefully."

When Tang Zhen's voice sounded, everyone's heart skipped a beat when they heard the words, and they subconsciously closed their mouths.

After seeing Tang Zhen's methods, they have become less and less afraid to offend this mysterious young man, and gradually feel awe.

The scene in the mist is still going on, and several people can be seen drinking and talking, with their chests and backs unscrupulous.

When the four men saw this scene, their hearts skipped a beat, and then they remembered that what they had talked about while drinking was how to plot against Tang Zhen in front of them.

"It's okay, it's okay, this fog can't make a sound, otherwise you will be dumbfounded."

A man turned his head to look at his companions with a guilty conscience, but saw that they also had similar expressions, obviously aware of this.

But when they looked at Tang Zhen, they saw that he was staring at them with a smile that was not a smile, with a hint of teasing at the corner of his mouth.

The four of them, who were already guilty, immediately put on a smile, but they didn't dare to look at Tang Zhen at all.

It's just that they underestimated the strength of onlookers, lip-reading is nothing more than a profound thing for these monks.

After confirming the content of the five people's conversation, everyone looked at the four men with contempt. They didn't expect Tang Zhen to let them go, and they even dared to plot against Tang Zhen.

Such rubbish is really worth dying for.

A trace of anger flashed in Leiya's eyes, but when she turned her head to look at Tang Zhen and saw his calm face, the anger in her heart was temporarily suppressed.

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