Ding Fan didn't agree. This time he wanted to break into the ghost realm again, and it wasn't time to reveal the secret yet.
Later, Lan Yaoshi and his wife teleported from the magic circle to the underground palace and met with the two Taoist priests, while Ding Fan put the magic circle into the storage ring.
Wu Yahuan, who had no work today, was lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. After Ding Fan came out, he immediately sat up, but was surprised to find that Lan Yaoshi and his wife were missing from the alchemist.
Pulling his hair hard, Wu Yahuan suspected that his memory was failing. Maybe the two seniors went out and he didn't remember it.
Ding Fan chuckled and sat next to her, "Sister Huan, the seniors have gone out on a mission and won't be back until midnight tomorrow."
oh!
Wu Yahuan asked blankly: "Where did they leave from? There seems to be no secret passage in Fuyunju, right?"
"Their cultivation is enough to leave you quietly without being noticed when you are stunned." Ding Fan said casually.
Yeah?
Wu Yahuan looked suspicious. She was lying on her back just now. Unless she was invisible, how could she not notice it?
well!
Wu Yahuan sighed, "It's a pity that I didn't work hard enough, and the distance between me and everyone is getting bigger and bigger."
"Everyone has a position that cannot be replaced by others. Sister Huan, I want to discuss something with you."
Seeing Ding Fan's serious expression, Wu Yahuan couldn't help but become nervous, and quickly sat up straight: "Xiao Fan, just give me your orders."
"From now until tomorrow, I will lend you the room downstairs. During this period, no one is allowed to disturb you. No one is allowed. Of course, you cannot tell anyone."
Wu Yahuan's eyes finally brightened, and he was inexplicably a little excited, "Don't worry, I promise I will do it. I will stay at Fuyunju tomorrow. If you have any questions, remember to call me."
Ding Fan smiled slightly, and after enjoying a rare moment together with Wu Yahuan, he packed up his things and went downstairs.
After buying the house downstairs, Wu Yahuan had never lived in it, so when he thought about it, he asked someone to clean it, and it turned out to be clean and tidy.
"Xiaofan, this is the master bedroom, you can practice here."
Wu Yahuan pushed Ding Fan to the bedroom. There was a photo of her on the bedside, which looked like it had just been placed there.
"Sister Huan, I'll be away for a longer time this time, so I'll leave it to you."
More than a day is considered a long time?
Wu Yahuan couldn't guess what Ding Fan wanted to do, but he knew that the matter was serious, the storm was high, and he was the only one who could support it independently.
With sadness welling up in her heart, Wu Yahuan threw herself into Ding Fan's arms and cried: "Xiao Fan, I will listen to you even if I risk my life."
"Haha, I believe you, Sister Huan."
"Don't call me sister."
"Huanhuan."
With so much reluctance in his heart, Wu Yahuan took the initiative to let go of Ding Fan, and left silently with red eyes and heavy steps.
Leng Ling'er stepped out in a flash, with almost substantial tears forming on her face.
It took a long time to go there, and it was extremely dangerous.
But the one who protects Ding Fan is a mortal woman whom Leng Ling'er despises.
"Ling'er, I want you to go on an adventure with me again." Ding Fan said with a smile.
"Who asked me to sign a contract with you?" Leng Linger playfully stuck out her tongue and urged: "It's still early, I'll practice with you first."
After taking the pill, Leng Ling'er returned again.
Now, Ding Fan's meridians were two full circles larger than those of ordinary people, and his true energy was surging and very powerful. Leng Ling'er looked inside and was surprised to find that the reversed Yin energy meridians had also become thicker.
The outline of the fake elixir next to the golden elixir became particularly clear.
Could it be said that Ding Fan wants to realize his original wish?
Leng Ling'er was distracted, but Ding Fan detected it and teased the voice transmission: "Ling'er, what are you thinking about?"
"Not sure yet, let's wait and see."
It wasn't until twelve o'clock at night that Ding Fan walked out of the silence. The lights were not turned on and it was pitch dark, but this did not hinder Ding Fan's vision from seeing through everything.
The window grilles and lights are on, blocking out the light of the stars in the sky. The scenery here is much worse than that of Fuyunju.
But Ding Fan still admired it for more than half an hour. Leng Ling'er stayed with him quietly and stared at the limited scenery outside the window.
It seems that if you don’t watch it now, you will never have the chance in the future.
When it was nearly one o'clock, Ding Fan smiled: "It's time, come back and continue admiring the stars."
Five alarm clocks, twenty-three hours.
A day and a night in the human world, and a lifetime in the ghost realm, I'm afraid.
Ding Fan stretched out his palm, Leng Linger smiled sweetly, put his hand in it and closed his eyes.
The Ghost Realm Scripture was turning without wind, the words were hanging in the air, and his brain felt dizzy. When Ding Fan opened his eyes, he appeared in the Ghost Realm again.
With the improvement of cultivation level, the environment of the ghost realm looks much more pleasing to the eye. It is no longer dark and it seems that one can see farther.
Of course, this is not a guide. No matter how far you look, you can't resist the passage of time here.
Enter the ghost domain gate and pass the road sign directly to the Soul Condensing Valley.
The scenery here is eternal, with countless ghosts rushing one after another, doing a futile cycle of jumping into the river and coming ashore.
"It's lonely to be a ghost. Maybe these idiots want to kill their boring time." Leng Ling'er rarely sneered.
"Ling'er, one day in the human world lasts almost a lifetime in the ghost world." Ding Fan reminded.
"Yeah." Leng Ling'er sighed, cheered up again, and said with a smile: "When I came here, I had already thought about it and treated this place as another kind of practice place."
"Yes, keep a good attitude. Just like..."
Ding Fan wanted to make an analogy, but felt it was wrong. The area where time stagnated was not a state where the mind was like still water, but a state where the mind was like stagnant water.
The Taomu boat was thrown into the Ninghun River, and the ghosts on the shore immediately noticed it and jumped madly into the turbid khaki river, swimming towards the Taomu boat.
Leng Ling'er chased away all the ghosts, took Ding Fan's arm, jumped into the peach wood boat, started immediately, and went upstream!
"Xiao Fan, I kind of like it here." Leng Ling'er snuggled next to Ding Fan.
"Do you feel the same as me when you come here?" Ding Fan chuckled.
"Yes, I can touch you directly instead of feeling you." Leng Ling'er smiled brightly and emphasized: "It's best not to leave the human world. We have to go back."
"Ling'er, I promise you, I will definitely let you have a physical human form."
Haha, Leng Ling'er laughed happily, quickly pecked Ding Fan on the face, and rested her head on his broad chest.
Because of his last experience, Ding Fan had been on guard against ghosts suddenly jumping out of the water. As a result, as soon as he set off, he encountered countless ghosts, attacking the Taomu boat with their teeth and claws in the overwhelming waves.
"Xiaofan, you take the helm, I'll deal with them!" Leng Ling'er stood proudly on the bow of the boat, the Yin energy around her body surged, and whenever the ghost came into contact with the aura, she screamed and fell into the river, disappearing without a trace.
The endless ghosts were repelled batch after batch without any physical consumption. The test was still endurance, especially the fear of being torn into pieces by a group of ghosts.
Ding Fan didn't want to fight. He saw the waves gathering in front of him, getting higher and higher. He adjusted his breath and rushed directly into the water!