Chapter 174 The Art of psychics

"Huh? This······"

The huge memory of the dragon's inheritance made Xia Houtian a little confused at first, but gradually, he was immersed in it and attracted by the magnificent epic story.

Maybe it's the endless road, or maybe Xia Houtian's life should not be endless. A memory about psychics, Xia Houtian's eyes lit up and saw a trace of opportunity to solve the current dilemma.

Psychic art is a relatively common kind of secret art in dragon spells. Compared with the huge power of other dragon spells, it is really not on the stage, but it is about its description, which reminds Xia Houtian with a way, which is soul induction.

Psychic art is a kind of secret art inherited for convenience when the dragon clan communicates with other races. Under the soul induction, it can immediately communicate consciously, saving a lot of trouble.

At this moment, Xia Houtian remembered that Long Han did not enter the lake. If he used psychic as a medium and the soul sensed the right direction, he might be able to get out of trouble.

Do it when you think of it. Xia Houtian withdrew from meditation, and his mind suddenly returned to clearness. He held his breath and silently called Long Han's name in his heart: "Brother Han, Brother Han..."

Xia Houtian, who fell into the Reiki tide, called Long Han in his heart over and over again. If there was no connection, he gradually passed through the lake surrounded by infinite Reiki and reached Long Han's heart.

On the bank of the lake, since Xia Houtian entered, Long Han has faintly felt a trace of danger. His eyes never left the direction of Xia Houtian's disappearance. He stared silently, hoping that he could gain something.

Suddenly, a familiar call sounded in Long Han's heart, and he couldn't help shouting in surprise, "Brother Tian, is that you?"

Then Long Han's eyes swam and looked around, but he didn't find any trace of Xia Houtian. He couldn't help but be a little disappointed. He secretly said in his heart, "It seems that I heard it wrong. Brother Tian hasn't come back yet!"

"Brother Han, Brother Han!"

The sound of the call gradually became clear and echoed in Long Han's heart. Suddenly, Long Han understood that this was not an illusion, but Xia Hou was calling him innocently.

"Brother Tian, where are you, Brother Tian!"

Unfortunately, Long Han's bloodline has been thin since he was a child. In addition to his natural magic power - intangible art, there are not many things to know. He is even more strange to psychics. Seeing Xia Houtian's calls over and over again, he doesn't know how to respond, and his heart suddenly becomes anxious.

"Brother Tian, what should I do, Brother Tian!"

Long Han's muttering in his mouth gradually sounded in his heart. Xia Houtian, who was in the deep aura tide, felt Long Han's response for the first time.

Xia Houtian was secretly happy in his heart and knew that the method was effective. Unfortunately, this sound lasted for half a breath and could no longer be felt. However, this made Xia Houtian feel a trace of hope and continued to call Long Han in his heart.

Although the Reiki tide is trapped in everything, it can't organize the connection between Xia Houtian and Long Han in any case. That is given by the inheritance of the dragon. Under the inspiration of the soul, you can immediately understand it!

"Brother Han, Brother, I need your help!"

Long Han heard Xia Houtian's call again and immediately understood that Xia Houtian must have been in trouble. Suddenly, his heart tightened: "Brother Tian, how can I help you, Brother Tian!"

Unfortunately, the response from Long Han's mouth could not be known by Xia Houtian. Fortunately, Xia Houtian did not make Long Han wait for long, and his voice sounded again: "Brother Han, concentrate, call my name in your heart, and guide me on the way back!"

In just a few words, Long Han suddenly understood that this was how Xia Houtian was handing him to do. Without hesitation, he immediately sat in front of the lake, his eyes slowly closed, and his heart called out.

With Long Han's call, it seemed that there was an invisible thin line, passed through the aura tide, and gradually fell on Xia Houtian's body. He felt Long Han's response again. Xia Houtian opened his eyes, and a trace of golden light came out. His deep eyes seemed to see through everything and saw Long Han on the bank of the lake.

Xia Houtian was overjoyed and didn't have time to hesitate much. He pinched the magic in his hand, and the psychic was used. His divine consciousness dispersed in an instant. Through the obstruction of the aura tide, he found the right direction.

Gradually, a bean-sized sweat appeared on Xia Houtian's forehead, and the sweat slowly fell down his cheeks, and his whole body was full of Zhenyuan. Obviously, he was doing his best. Somehow, although the vague feeling had reached the direction, it was always a step away and could not be clear.

At this moment, both Long Han and Xia Houtian are a little anxious. If there is no connection, it seems that the finger is broken in a flick. It is so fragile. Even so, it cannot last.

Xia Houtian gradually understood that he still thought of the aura tide, which was too simple. If it was a psychic, it could be solved. The dragon clan that entered by mistake in those years would not be willing to lose its life.

Although psychic art is only an auxiliary secret art, it still has a great burden on Xia Houtian's body for a long time, especially for the consciousness. It has a lot of pressure. It can't see it, so it has to stop temporarily.

"Brother Han, please recover first and wait for my call again!"

Long Han only felt this sentence, and Xia Houtian did not respond again. He understood that Xia Houtian must have encountered danger. Even as Xia Houtian's original mythical beast, he only vaguely felt that Xia Houtian was in deep danger at this moment.

The psychic stopped, and Xiahou Tianshen returned. Suddenly, he felt that he was full of Zhenyuan. He didn't know how long he had stayed, but he knew that there was not much time left for him. He must escape from here before Zhenyuan broke through Dantian. Otherwise, the remnants in front of him would be his end!

The previous attempt has obviously proved that although the psychic is effective, it cannot completely penetrate the aura tide. There is still a layer of barrier, which cannot make him clearly feel where Long Han is. How to see through this barrier may be the key to solving the problem.

Xia Houtian understands that the more at this time, the more he should be calm, take a deep breath, and gradually calm down the restlessness in his heart. He sinks into the sea of knowledge and find the answer in the huge inheritance memory!

Suddenly, in his memory, a piece of irrelevant words were like enlightenment in an instant, which made Xiahou Tianmao block open, making him gradually understand why he could not clearly feel Long Han's place before.

Thinking about the origin of the matter, Xia Houtian suddenly felt that he was out of trouble and did not delay. Once again, he sank into the sea of knowledge and called Long Han's name. His consciousness dispersed and felt Long Han's place.

"Han brother, cold brother!"

"Brother Tian, I'm here, Brother Tian!"

Feeling Xia Houtian's call again, Long Han was very happy and said repeatedly. Then, as if he remembered something, he suddenly closed his eyes and his face returned to calm.

The silent communication sounded inside and outside the aura tide. Through the thousands of years of unbreakable aura tide, Xiahoutian and Longhan, gradually the soul is integrated, and the aura tide can no longer stop Xiahoutian's divine consciousness. The way back is close at hand!

He clearly felt the whereabouts of Long Han. Xia Houtian suddenly understood that he did not go deep, but it was just under the surge of the aura tide, which made him hallucinate. Fortunately, after he noticed something wrong, he did not move forward. Otherwise, he would really be doomed!

Suddenly, the aura tide seemed to feel something. The aura surged in an instant. The original clear sensation was gradually affected and began to be a little unstable. When Xia Houtian saw this, his heart moved, turned into a green light, and shot out, passing through the surging aura to the place of Long Han!

In Long Han's eyes, a light rose from a distance, shooting from far to near. He fixed his eyes and shouted, "Brother Tian, are you all right!"

The sword fell smoothly. Xia Houtian stood firmly in front of Long Han, looking at Long Han, and boundless joy surged up in his heart: "Brother Han, I'm fine. Thanks to you this time, I'm afraid I'll be more and less lucky!"

"Brother Tian, it's good that you're fine. In fact, I didn't do anything." Long Han said, touching his forehead with embarrassment, and his face was full of joy.

"Well, let's not talk about this. I didn't expect that the seemingly calm lake would be a Reiki tide, but it's also a blessing in disguise!"

It turned out that in the reiki tide, Xia Houtian's cultivation was passively improved and broke through the Dantian expanded in the middle stage of foundation. At this moment, it has tended to be saturated. The cultivation has reached the completion of the middle stage of foundation construction. As soon as the opportunity comes, it can be successfully broken through!

The increase in cultivation did not make Xia Houtian happy. On the contrary, he did not know why Long Xin told him this road. It seemed to be calm, but extremely dangerous. It was impossible for Long Xin to know the memory. However, accompanied by Long Han, he did not believe that Long Xin could not care about Long Han's life and death. Everything is like a fog, which makes Xiahoutian trapped in it and can't understand it!