Huang Yao has great magical powers. If the Hidden Qi Pill fails to hide it from him, he can only choose the last step and hide in the ghost realm.
Doing this is actually very risky. If the Yellow Demon discovers this "Ghost Realm Manual" and takes it away...
Ding Fan might just happen to be beside him when he came out!
This is not the worst case scenario. Once this strange book is destroyed, it will be even more tragic. Ding Fan may stay in the ghost realm forever.
Saving one's life must still be put first. It is better to stay in the ghost land than to lose one's soul.
Ding Fan had previously gone to the ghost realm during the day, when Yang Qi was sufficient. The reason why he chose to try it at night this time was because he had to go in and hide if danger happened at night.
I still don’t know what kind of dangers there are in the ghost land at night, so I have to go and explore it first.
Returning to Fuyun Residence, Wu Yahuan immediately came forward with a smile and extended a small slap. Ding Fan chuckled and immediately placed a pack of Zhuyan Pills on it.
"So few?" Wu Yahuan frowned, not satisfied.
"For a year's supply, just one pill per month is enough."
"The Great Protector is too stingy. Is he short of money or materials?"
"Sister Huan, you are not a disciple of the Huanyue Sect. This has violated the sect's rules."
"Haha, you are the leader, you don't make the rules."
Wu Yahuan laughed, hurriedly took out one pill, and swallowed it directly. After waiting for a long time, he looked in the small mirror countless times and couldn't help but ask: "Xiaofan, why don't I feel it?"
"One pill per month, of course it is a slow-release drug. Well, I can smell the fragrance of flowers on you." Ding Fan said deliberately.
"Really?" Wu Yahuan quickly raised his arm and smelled it hard. Under the psychological influence, he showed a look of ecstasy, "It's really there. It's light, not too strong."
"Of course it's very light. The Beauty Pill is made of various flowers and is specially designed for girls."
"Oh, what a pity!"
Wu Yahuan held her forehead and sighed, and went back to the house. The damn Leng Ling'er had Ding Fan all to herself. Otherwise, she would have to lie next to Ding Fan tonight and release her fragrance all night long.
Ding Fan followed him in and said seriously, please do not enter his room after ten o'clock tonight.
"As long as Master Leng is here, you can just sleep by yourself!" Wu Yahuan pouted.
"I want to practice a special skill. Don't interrupt me, otherwise you will go astray." Ding Fan could only explain this. If he told Wu Yahuan that he was going to explore the ghost realm, there was no guarantee that she would be curious and have to follow him.
Realizing the seriousness, Wu Yahuan nodded quickly, "Okay, I will also tell Sister Ye not to disturb you."
Ye Duckweed would not enter Ding Fan's room casually. Wu Yahuan was naturally worried that something big would happen. She might knock on the door and cause disturbance.
After dinner, Ding Fan went back to his room and never came out again.
"Ling'er, I'm going to the ghost realm, will you follow me?"
"You must, by the way, take the palace with you!"
"You mean, the palace will change in the ghost realm?"
"Maybe it will get bigger, and then we can live together." Leng Ling'er's plan was quite good.
"You can't take it with you. If you can't get it back, you won't have a house." Ding Fan disagreed. He hadn't cracked the secret of the palace becoming bigger and smaller. It really turned into what it was before. Such a big object couldn't be brought with him.
from.
"Yes, I almost made a mistake."
Leng Ling'er was also frightened and forgot about this. The reason why she wanted to take it with her was also to show off in the ghost land.
Taking a qi-boosting pill, Ding Fan sat down to practice kung fu to strengthen his internal strength and prepare to face the challenge.
It wasn't until eleven o'clock in the evening that I took out the "Ghost Realm Manual" and set the three alarm clocks for five hours.
Bringing a bag of glutinous rice, if possible, Ding Fan hopes to go through the ghost forest this time to further explore the secrets of the ghost realm.
Leng Ling'er left the palace and entered Ding Fan's body. Everything was ready. Ding Fan then gently flipped through the pages of the book and concentrated his mental energy on it.
Soon, the pages of the book began to turn by themselves, back and forth, endlessly, and the speed became faster and faster.
After being in a trance, Ding Fan once again entered the lifeless gray world and felt the emptiness of his body floating again.
But this time is different from the past. With the upgraded Dharma Eyes, the world is no longer blurry and becomes clearer. The eyesight can see further, and one can even see the endless low mountains in the distance, all showing black and gray.
color.
This is the junction of Yin and Yang, and Ding Fan didn't try to find out how big it was. He just controlled his body and floated to one side along the earth-yellow river.
As expected, the gate to the ghost realm suddenly appeared, suspended in mid-air.
What came face to face was still unspeakable depression, and the incomparable darkness seemed to suck out the soul.
When the door opened, Ding Fan bravely rushed in. All kinds of screams and cries filled his ears in an instant, and he felt extremely desperate and helpless.
The thick dark liquid once again enveloped his whole body, making it very difficult to move. This time, Ding Fan finally saw his surroundings clearly, but it was even more shocking.
Countless ghosts are moving through the liquid, all in incomplete forms!
These remnant souls form the first barrier to the ghost realm, so much so that the resentment they release has materialized and gathered into sticky things around them.
I don't know how long it took, but Ding Fan finally left and came to another world.
The mountains, rivers, flowers, plants and trees are like faded pictures. Ding Fan can be sure this time that these scenery are also formed by Yin Qi. If he stays and wanders around, he will fall into another illusion.
Ding Fan controlled his body and landed on the only long winding road, a bluestone road. Each stone was irregular but extremely smooth.
Leng Ling'er finally emerged and landed next to Ding Fan, becoming a fourth-level spirit ghost. Her courage was different from before, and she dared to act in the ghost realm.
"Haha, this place suits me very well. I feel very relaxed." Leng Ling'er said with a smile.
"How about you stay and practice first, and I will pick you up later?" Ding Fan joked.
"Okay, let's go back and get the palace first!" Leng Ling'er rolled her eyes and sighed again, "I haven't finished yet. Just settle for enjoyment. This is precisely the scariest thing. After a long time, you won't even have the will to fight.
If you die, you will definitely become an ordinary ghost and be slaughtered by others."
"Ling'er, there are no ghosts here, don't you think it's strange?" Ding Fan asked.
"It's not surprising that they all dissipated, or turned into remnant souls to look at the gate." Leng Ling'er explained, and added: "So, those ghosts would rather stay in the deep forest of ghost mist than set foot here."
Continuing walking along the road, the road sign suddenly appeared again, indicating that the Ghost Mist Forest was just ahead.