Leng Ling'er's attitude is firm, and she will remain loyal to heaven and earth until death!
Wei Teng was naturally reluctant. The last time he went there, he almost died and even used his phantom to frighten the mandrill in embarrassment. He didn't even want to think about it.
Ding Fan was resolute and knew that he could not be dissuaded. Wei Teng smiled and discussed: "Hey, Brother Fan, I only have a Tianyin whistle but can't blow it. What's the difference between going empty-handed?"
"The Tianyin whistle itself is the biggest deterrent. Besides, we can be more careful, even if we are just exploring the road." Ding Fan did not change his mind.
"The Ten Thousand Years Corpse King, that guy's perception is something we can't avoid by being careful. Once he wakes up, it will be the end of the road!"
"Don't be afraid, there are five alarm clocks."
you……
Witten choked, "Okay, okay, I agree. But risks must be avoided. First, the possibility of five alarm clocks breaking at the same time is very slim, but it does not mean that it will not happen. Moreover, if Fuyunju is invaded again
, what should I do if it is destroyed or taken away?"
Ding Fan was silent, and Luo Furong took away the "Ghost Realm Manual". Fortunately, she was not suspicious of the alarm clock at that time.
"Then, let a special person guard it." Ding Fan thought.
"That's more or less the same." Witten breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Furthermore, if the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce finds that Fuyunju can't find you, it will probably find the Underground Palace, so it will have to ring the bell in time."
Ding Fan sincerely praised, "Brother Wei, Jiang is still hot as an old man!"
"Hey, who makes me want to continue living!" Witten's smile showed helplessness, fearing that the little spiritual energy he had absorbed would no longer be preserved.
Ok, deal!
Ding Fan rushed to the underground palace as a spirit ghost, and just as Cai Cai came in to report on the work, he found that everything was as before, but Ding Fan was missing.
I called Wu Yahuan to ask about it, but was robbed. If you have anything to do, just ask her. Don't bother Xiaofan all the time. It's a shame.
In the underground palace.
Lan Yaoshi and his wife looked solemn, and Hua Yizai could not calm down for a long time. The "Ghost Realm Sutra" turned out to be the key to the ghost realm!
Ling Zifeng sighed and said frankly: "I know this. My son was rescued by Xiaofan from the ghost realm."
Medicine Master Lan was very moved and saluted with tears in his eyes, "The leader bravely entered the Ghost Realm several times, but his subordinates are cautious, narrow-minded, and have no great love. Compared with the leader, they are nothing but the best in the world..."
Hua Yizai listened impatiently and picked up Lan Yaoshi, "I already know what you mean, don't be nagging anymore."
Hua Yizai turned around with a very serious expression and said, "May I ask the alliance leader, did you rely on these three alarm clocks to break into the ghost realm several times?"
Ding Fan raised his hand and said with a smile: "There are also five."
Hua Yizai let out another sigh and asked unwillingly: "If we draw runes on the alarm clock and inject spiritual consciousness, can the priority of the needle movement be changed?"
"Theoretically it is possible, but in practice it is quite difficult. Because the final time of the alarm clock will not change, but will fluctuate at a certain moment. Not to mention, whether it can be done without blinking for ten hours, and then
That is, even in the ghost realm, the length of time will change according to different xinxing, and cannot be used as a basis to measure whether you are in danger."
well!
Hua Yizai sighed heavily and raised his fist above his head, "I am willing to protect the scriptures and the alarm clock for the alliance leader!"
"I am willing to protect the scriptures and the alarm clock for the alliance leader!" Lan Yaoshi and his wife said in unison.
Timed for ten hours!
Witten secretly complained that it had taken too long and he would have to stay there for more than two lifetimes!
After escaping from Canglong Mountain, we have to go to the Ghost Realm again. When will this disaster be over?
After the explanation, Ding Fan sat down cross-legged. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the "Ghost Realm Sutra" slowly rose into the air and turned over in front of Ding Fan without any wind.
Suddenly, Ding Fan disappeared without leaving a trace of breath.
Even if the people present were of good cultivation, they were still greatly shocked. This phenomenon cannot even be explained by teleportation.
Came to the ghost domain again, in the third-level spirit ghost form, passed through the ghost mist forest, the soul-condensing valley and the road sign to Yinshan Mountain, and walked directly to the swamp of despair.
Very confused!
The endless grassland extends to the undulating mountain peaks in the distance, with seven-colored flowers dotted here and there. There is no wind, and the scenery is as beautiful as a still painting.
There seems to be a floral fragrance lingering between the nostrils. Of course, this is an illusion. There is no fragrance in the ghost realm.
squeak~
A high-pitched chirping came from overhead, and a large black-and-white bird with long feathers flew by. Suddenly, I felt that there was still life here.
I casually broke off a flower, and a faint emerald green juice flowed out from the broken part. In the blink of an eye, it turned gray and dissipated in my hand.
"This place is very much like the human world!" Leng Ling'er was very satisfied.
"No matter how beautiful it is, it's all fake. It's just imitating human beings." Witten disdained.
"Hehe, I'm in a good mood after all."
Speeding up the pace, running forward, communicating with Witten and Leng Ling'er from time to time, it feels like a relaxing trip.
However, as he sensed the passage of time, Ding Fan realized something was wrong.
The green field is endless, keeping a roughly constant distance from the mountains in front.
"Xiaofan is similar to the Soul Condensing River. It is also a place for tempering one's character." Leng Ling'er reminded.
Ding Fan calmed down, ignored what he saw in front of him and what he felt under his feet, and ran forward again.
The further forward, the light became dimmer, and there seemed to be drizzle. When he got closer to the mountains, Ding Fan couldn't help but stop and take a breath of cold air.
It's not a mountain range at all, but thick clouds rising from the ground, forming a wall of clouds in the sky!
The aura was breathtaking and had overwhelming momentum. Ding Fan's mind swayed and he felt a warm current coming from his palms. Wei Teng shouted quickly.
His consciousness regained consciousness, Ding Fan clenched his fists, took steps and officially stepped into the muddy land!
There was still a road at the beginning, but gradually it became filled with gray and black mist, and his face felt moist. Ding Fan touched it with his hand, but there was nothing there.
"It's really scary. If you encounter a swamp, you won't know whether it's the fog in the air or the water splashing on you." Leng Ling'er sighed.
Ding Fan kept his composure, smiled and pointed forward, "Fortunately, we still have companions here who can show us the way."
In the swamp of despair, there are some ghosts walking.
What they have in common is that they all have third-level cultivation, they act alone, their clothes are simple, and their hairstyles are like those of ancient people.
Furthermore, he behaves elegantly, as if he has a good family background.
The source of life lending is not modern times!
Seeing Ding Fan, the spirit ghosts were also very surprised. He came to the Luoshu Swamp at such a young age. He also had weird clothes and hairstyle. They didn't know which dynasty he came from.
"Hi!"
Ding Fan smiled and raised his hand to say hello.
Unexpectedly, the spirit ghosts showed disdain, and there were also old people who shook their heads, did not know etiquette, and were rude!
That's not all. A handsome middle-aged man floated over, looked at Ding Fan curiously, and then bowed and said, "My lord, Luoying, you are polite. What do you call me?"
Following suit, Ding Fan also returned the gift. "Ding Fan!"