Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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Either push the door open and walk through the gates of hell.

Or remove the door.

This is what Du Wei can't do.

And the reason why the evil spirit Du Wei dared to say that.

It's because it doesn't feel that the gate of hell is a threat to it, and it can really dismantle this gate into parts alive.

The danger is after the door is opened.

Not now.

But the gate of hell did not give any indication at all.

Still extremely resistant.

The evil spirit Du Wei took a deep breath, and withdrew his right hand that was pressing on the door.

Its pupils shrank.

The entire gate of hell was suspended directly, as if a pair of invisible hands were holding the gate tightly.

creak...

creak...

The gate of hell made an overwhelmed sound, and cracks appeared on the facade, and many stubbles were broken and scattered out.

A gap was forced out of the tightly closed door.

Seeing this, the evil spirit Du Wei stretched out his hand to grab it.

yay...

The gap in the door grew wider and wider.

A lot of black mist seeped out from the gap, very dignified, it was said to be mist, but it was more like a stream of water, sinking on the ground, spreading towards the evil spirit Du Wei.

It turned a blind eye and took a step forward instead.

The mist that had just spread over was suppressed and flowed back directly.

The evil spirit Du Wei folded his hands behind his back and directly inserted into the crack of the door.

Then, it said indifferently: "You should be thankful, because I still need to go in and get the answer I want, but I said I would tear you down, and I will definitely do it."

finished.

The evil spirit Du Wei pulled hard.

bang.

The entire gate of hell was really demolished, leaving only the door frame.

bang...

The evil spirit Du Wei randomly threw the removed door on the ground.

Inside the door frame in front of him was pitch blackness.

The mist, which was like a stream of water, stood still.

But it knew that it was actually because the fog was rolling crazily, so fast that it made people feel like there was no movement.

but.

It's not worth it to care about.

Dust off your hands.

The pattern of the mask disappeared, and the pattern of the pointer reappeared.

"It's really interesting, it is actually more afraid of me, the evil spirit."

This time, it was Du Wei who spoke.

He had some doubts in his heart.

Now, he has three identities, not to mention the duke, but when Du Wei and the evil spirit Du Wei add up, they are each targeted by two Solomon's seventy-two pillar demon gods.

Valaka and Lamer's Bell are the most terrifying known.

Of the evil spirit Du Wei, only the golden balance is more intuitive, but the unknown existence that was originally eyeing it has not revealed any clues until now.

Du Wei and the evil spirit Du Wei have merged.

Although with different identities, all these problems should be traced to him.

Very headache.

Du Wei turned his head and looked behind him.

Nothing.

But vaguely, Du Wei had an illusion that his problems seemed to be more serious than he thought.

"Solomon's Seventy-two Pillars Demon God..."

"You guys really make me sick."

Du Wei turned around and walked into the door without hesitation.

Masks, clown cards, envelopes, etc., all surrounded him, followed closely behind.

Those black mist like flowing water didn't fluctuate at all.

sunk in it...

It's just that it took a while.

The only remaining door frame suddenly shattered...

...

in the dark.

It's like walking in water.

The texture is sticky.

It was cloudy.

Time passed bit by bit.

Du Wei couldn't remember how long he had been away, it seemed like a century had passed, and it seemed like it was just a moment.

All eyes are dark.

Going seems to have no end.

The road behind also disappeared.

Du Wei could only rely on his feeling and kept moving in one direction.

...

And the other side.

in New York City.

In Du Wei's house, the entire hall was plunged into darkness.

Light can't get in.

The antique clock hung alone on the wall, and the overlapping hands rotated mechanically, making a clicking sound.

suddenly……

As if being stimulated by something.

Overlapped pointers spread out.

The hour hand, minute hand, and second hand each point to a time.

6:26:31...

The screen seemed to freeze.

The entire living room seemed to be cut off from the outside world.

It's like hell here.

The furniture and documents were all suspended and stuck tightly to the ceiling.

And, some of the decorations in the home, one of the crosses, reversed the past.

Immediately afterwards.

A pale arm stretched out from the antique clock, and on the back of the hand was the same pointer pattern as Du Wei.

only.

This pointer pattern is exactly the same as the pointer of the antique clock.

same time.

Then, this hand pressed on the dial.

The pattern is reversing.

The hands of antique clocks are also constantly reversing.

Turn around and around.

The furniture and documents suspended from the ceiling are all spinning crazily.

Ka Ka Ka...

I don't know how long it has been.

Suddenly, the hand stopped and slowly disappeared.

The hands of the antique clock point the same way as before.

But in fact, this is what it looks like after rotating counterclockwise for an unknown number of times.

Everything returned to calm.

Wow...

The furniture hit the ground heavily and fell to pieces.

Those documents were also scattered all over the place.

...

"call……"

Du Wei let out a foul breath.

He had been walking a long time since he entered the mist behind the door.

And now, finally, there are some changes ahead.

Reveals the faint light.

This made Du Wei somewhat relieved.

Being in a dark environment for a long time has a great impact on people.

Although it is already used to him.

But he hates the unknown.

Walk towards the light.

Du Wei's eyes widened.

When walking through that light.

all of a sudden.

His face became extremely exciting.

Turning his head again, the fog behind him had long since disappeared, replaced by a narrow alley made of stone bricks.

"Is this the world behind the gates of hell?"

Du Wei's tone was very surprised.

Turning his head again, he saw carriages passing by in front of him, and the stone-paved ground was wet, as if it had just rained.

The surrounding buildings are also completely different from the modern style, which is a very obvious Gothic style.

On the contrary, the sky is dim and yellow, revealing a different kind of depression.

"what's the situation?"

Du Wei was at a loss.

At this time, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps, approaching quickly.

Du Wei narrowed his eyes and waved his hand casually.

All the masks and other items got into the windbreaker he was wearing.

Afterwards, a dozen or so men in tuxedos and top hats hurried over.

The dressing style of these people reveals the atmosphere of the old times.

And, they are all hunters...

at once.

A bad idea flashed in Du Wei's mind.

He put his hand in his pocket, stroked the flintlock, looked at the other party vigilantly, and said nothing.

keep Calm.

But what followed, the words of the ten or so hunters made him stunned.

Those people said respectfully: "Your Excellency, please forgive us for being late."