"Brother Ling, I'm thinking that it might be possible to take you in if I hold hands. But you can't be invisible. I feel pressured and can't concentrate." Ding Fan said frankly.
"Just do as you say and hold hands!"
Ling Zifeng moved a chair and sat down next to Ding Fan. The two men's hands were then held together, and a warm feeling immediately spread throughout Ding Fan's body.
Alas, if anyone saw this scene, they would definitely be imagining it, and Brother Fan's reputation would be completely ruined.
Just think of it as holding a beautiful woman's hand. What's more, Ling Zifeng's hand is softer than a woman's. It seems like there are no bones at all. It is extremely smooth and warm. Even if you hold it, you don't want to let go.
Brother Fan's taste has changed?
His mind was in chaos, and he felt a crisp and numb feeling coming from his palms. Ding Fan finally calmed down.
Putting the glutinous rice into his pocket, Ding Fan adjusted the three alarm clocks with one hand and set them for three hours. Then he opened the Ghost Realm Scripture, cleared his mind, and watched unconsciously.
After a while, the Ghost Realm Manual turned over on its own, very fast, from front to back and back to front, seemingly endlessly.
The book disappeared, and the dark world appeared before our eyes, dead and silent, making people feel extremely depressed from the bottom of their hearts and just wanted to escape.
"This is the connection between the Yin and Yang worlds, and I actually came in!" Ling Zifeng's voice came, ethereal. Ding Fan turned around and saw that he was floating beside him, still holding his hand.
Should I let go?
When Ding Fan hesitated, Ling Zifeng had already let go and said: "Xiao Fan, you are not an ordinary person. You need to hold your breath here."
You are not an ordinary person!
Ding Fan thought this in his heart, but did not say anything. He pointed forward, "Brother Ling, time is limited, let's get to the Ghost Mist Forest as soon as possible!"
"Okay! You will lead the way."
Ding Fan didn't know the way. Anyway, if he kept floating forward, he would hit the gate of the ghost realm, so he floated forward like flying. Ling Zifeng came here for the first time, but he quickly mastered the rules of movement here and followed closely.
, obviously very cautious, always staying less than half a meter away from Ding Fan.
With Ling Zifeng's cultivation level, he must be faster, but he must be cautious in a place like this. If he leaves Ding Fan, he may stay here for a long time.
Ding Fan really had the idea of leaving Ling Zifeng in the Ghost Realm, but he gave it up. Regardless of whether he was a friend or an enemy, Ling Zifeng's persistence towards his son alone made people moved and respected him.
The reason is so noble that it only counts if you can get rid of it!
It seemed like a long time passed, but it didn't seem like a long time. Finally, the gate of the ghost land appeared in front of me again, revealing a dark mystery that was daunting.
Ling Zifeng showed a solemn expression and grabbed Ding Fan's hand. Then, a huge suction force came to his face and pulled the two of them in.
His body seemed to be covered with paste and he felt extremely uncomfortable. The sound of ghosts crying and howling irritated his ears. It was a cry of despair.
It felt like it didn't last long, so Ding Fan rushed out, and the hazy dream-like space appeared in front of him again.
Ling Zifeng's cultivation level is high, so holding hands with him will naturally make the passage faster, which will make Ding Fan less painful.
"There are illusions all around. You can't believe it, otherwise there will be more illusions." Ling Zifeng's statement was exactly the same as Leng Ling'er's.
"Of course I don't believe it. To be honest, these scenery don't attract me, and I have no curiosity." Ding Fan said.
"You are a living person. For ghosts, it is a great blessing to be able to live here." Ling Zifeng sighed with emotion.
Controlling the direction, Ding Fan and Ling Zifeng landed on that road, and then they let go of their hands. There was no heat transfer, and Ding Fan actually shivered.
Ling Zifeng was calm and composed, and his walking movements were very smooth. Ding Fan concluded that he had long since gotten rid of the stage of relying on breathing to survive.
Soon, the two came to the road sign. Ling Zifeng looked at it and couldn't help frowning. Ding Fan took the initiative to introduce: "This sign says that the ghost mist forest ahead is level one, dangerous, zero. If you are not determined,
Might get lost.”
"The Yin Qi reserves in your body are only equivalent to a level one spirit ghost, so it is suitable for this level of difficulty." Ling Zifeng said.
"Brother Ling, are you telling me that other parts of the Ghost Mist Forest cannot be removed?" Ding Fan asked in surprise.
"Of course, the ghost realm is a place where ghosts are tested." Ling Zifeng nodded.
"Thank you!"
"Hey, it's my turn to thank you. I never knew how to enter the ghost realm." Ling Zifeng said, bent down from under the street sign, picked up a dark stone, and put it in Ding Fan's hand.
The tentacles were as light as nothing but had texture. Ding Fan asked: "Can I take away the things from the ghost realm?"
"Some of them are okay. This is the Yin Condensing Stone, which helps the spirit ghost you raise to condense the spirit body. It's not easy to get at ordinary times." Ling Zifeng said.
Haha, Ding Fan smiled happily and gave it to Ling'er as compensation for leaving her in the soul card. She would definitely be very happy.
Ling Zifeng frowned slightly. He didn't have the demeanor of a spirit ghost master. It's not a good habit to be friends with everyone. "Xiaofan, there are some things that I don't want to get involved in, but I can't tell you. In short, you have to continue to strengthen yourself before you can
safer."
"Maybe I shouldn't meddle in other people's business," Ding Fan said.
"We need people like you. If everyone lived like me and lived in confusion, the world would be so sad." Ling Zifeng sighed heavily.
Ding Fan picked up the piece of Yin-condensing stone and walked forward side by side with Ling Zifeng, while asking: "Brother Ling, will there be a fifth-level spirit ghost appearing? Well, you don't have to tell me."
"I have a special physique and cannot attract thunder. I can walk freely." Ling Zifeng hinted, and then said: "Xiaofan, when you have more yin energy, you must also be prepared for thunder disasters. Don't let down your guard just because you are not a spirit ghost."
Ding Fan was shocked. He had never thought of this level before. For the sudden thunder, it would not be able to distinguish whether it was a pure ghost or a half-human and half-ghost. Yin energy was the criterion for identification.
In comparison, Ling Zifeng obviously understands the Linggui clan better, while Leng Ling'er's knowledge is just from reading books and self-enlightenment.
Ling Zifeng was telling Ding Fan that it was not that the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce did not have higher-level spirit ghosts and was unwilling to send them out. It was just because the higher-level spirit ghosts were, the easier it was to attract thunder, for fear of making mistakes.
After climbing over a dozen hills, the Ghostly Mist Forest appeared in front of us, with all kinds of strange-shaped trees growing in no order, spreading into the distance beyond the reach of the eye.
"Let's go in."
Ling Zifeng showed no hesitation and his eyes were full of urgency. He really wanted to see his long-lost son.
"Brother Ling, don't stay too far away from me." Ding Fan reminded.
"Well, thank you!" Ling Zifeng turned around and smiled gratefully.
Ding Fan stepped into the ghost fog forest and sprinkled a grain of glutinous rice. Not far away, another grain was sprinkled. It was very strange. When the glutinous rice fell on the ground, it turned into a light spot, which was extremely clear.
"The method the Ghost Realm Scripture tells you?" Ling Zifeng asked in surprise.
"Yes, you can get out of the forest this way."
"Study that book carefully, and you will surely gain great fortune and become an unattainable and powerful person."
"Thank you, Brother Ling, for your encouragement!"