Principal Huang launched a spiritual blockade in time, and in an instant, Zheng Fang saw an overwhelming multicolored light, and nothing else. A fragment of spiritual power was released by Principal Huang, and Zheng Fang began to clean it up again.

This time, Zheng Fang didn't count how many pieces he cleaned up, anyway, after cleaning one piece, then another piece, the surroundings were always colorful, and he couldn't see his progress, and the world in the fragments was really exciting, because there was no longer a language barrier, Zheng Fang's understanding of the spirit world was greatly improved, and hundreds of pieces were cleaned up, and it was probably not an exaggeration to say that he was an expert in the spirit world.

Zheng Fang learned through the cleanup that the spirit world was divided into eight domains, and each domain was controlled by a domain king. The king of the domain lives in the palace of the king of the domain, and under the king of the domain, there are a number of patrols, and the patrol has a patrol house. Under the patrol is the governor, and the governor has the governor's division. Under the governor town is the shepherd, and the shepherd has the shepherd's hall. There is also a Qingdian under the shepherd, and the Qingdian has a Qingdian Zhai. It is with this that the king of the domain manages the land of a domain layer by layer, and the size of a domain is much larger than a country in the human world according to Zheng Fang's understanding, and I am afraid that it can catch up with a continent in the human world.

Zheng Fang also found that in addition to the systematic management of the domain king, there are also large and small sects in the spirit world, and the large sects, even the domain kings have to pay three respects, and the small sects are not in danger, maybe they will be established during the day, and they will be destroyed at night by other sects or Qingdian Zhai who governs the local area.

The battle in the spiritual realm is very fierce, and it is common to have a small battle every three days and a big battle every five days. In addition to the great wars between different domains, within a domain, there are often wars between the subordinates of the domain king, and as for the wars between Zhai and Zhai, it is even more commonplace. The same is true between sects, sometimes the war between sects involves the war between halls and halls, and between Zhai and Zhai, and even Zheng Fang, who is watching from the sidelines, is dizzy and can't figure out the essentials.

The long-term war has made almost all the people in the spirit world soldiers, and most of the spirit world ghosts are farming at home in their spare time. Moreover, the ghosts in the spirit world are generally extremely powerful, and from Zheng Fang's point of view of the realm of the human world, the worst ordinary ghosts are also in the state of mind, and those who can mix with an official and a half-job are at least in the soul realm. Officials like Qing Dian are basically in a virtual realm, Mu Yu is either incarnate or immortal, Duzhen is at least immortal, as for the patrol hunt and the domain king, although Zheng Fang has also heard of it in the fragments of spiritual power, but when it comes to their strange ghosts, they are all trembling, cautious in their words and deeds, and will not guess their realm at all, however, Zheng Fang can also guess that it must be a realm above freedom, which cannot but shock Zheng Fang.

The fights between the ghosts in the spirit world are also very frequent, and the Qing Dynasty is basically unmanaged, and the contradictions are often resolved by private fighting, and those who win the fight can not only dispose of the loser at will, but also obtain all the assets of the loser, even his wife and children are not spared. These have been taken for granted by the spirits. A battle often involves the fate of dozens or hundreds of strange ghosts, and it is already commonplace for all males of the defeated to be slaughtered, and all females to be accepted as concubines by the winner.

There is no habit of collecting corpses in the spirit world, and dead ghosts often lie on the ground for months until their bodies gradually decompose and dissipate, Zheng Fang estimates that there is no sun in the spirit world, and the ghosts will not rot, otherwise the spirit world will definitely stink.

The reason is that female ghosts in the spirit world can give birth to at least five or six at a time, and many even give birth to twelve or thirteen at a time, and the spirit world ghosts are not like humans, they need to be pregnant for ten months, and they need to be cultivated slowly after birth, and they are only considered true adults when they are about seventeen or eight years old. Female ghosts in the spirit world can give birth at least twice a year, and after being born, they grow extremely fast, and they are considered adults at the age of seven or eight, and they can already go to the battlefield. Correspondingly, if the alien ghost does not cultivate, he will basically lose his ability to move by the age of fifty, and there will be no one who can survive past 60.

Zheng Fang was greatly smacked at the situation in the spirit world he saw, and only then did he understand that the spirit world and the human world are really two complete worlds, and the spirit world ghosts and human beings are also two completely different species, if there is one thing in common, that is, they both have wisdom, and the ghosts also like to play some strategies and tactics in battle. However, Zheng Fang found that perhaps because of the prosperity of cultivation in the spirit realm, there was basically no technology, except for the simple control of livestock, and the weapons used by low-level alien ghosts were mostly a stick or a stone that they picked up casually, and at most they were sharpened or smoother. As for the high-level aliens, they often don't use weapons and only fight with their hands. However, Zheng Fang had also seen a few strange ghosts with weapons in hand, but he couldn't understand how the weapons came from.

Principal Huang stopped Zheng Fang, escorted Zheng Fang out of the transfer room, closed the iron door of the transfer room, and asked Zheng Fang to clean up the few fragments of spiritual power that slipped into the partition with them. Only then did he lead Zheng Fang out of the spider's mouth.

The two left the teaching building, Zheng Fang returned to the dormitory, his spirit was still excited, he thought about the inexplicable Mo for a while, and then thought about the bizarre spiritual world, he couldn't sleep, and finally had to practice some immobility tricks, making himself painful and tired, before slowly falling asleep.

Soon after Zheng Fang fell asleep, he felt as if he had been in a huge palace, the palace was resplendent with golden brilliance, with clouds flowing inside and outside the palace like ribbons, and several golden armor wrestlers stood around the palace, like palace guards.

Suddenly, an old voice sounded in Zheng Fang's ears: "Lord, don't hear that you are dead." ”

Zheng Fang was startled, followed the sound, but saw an old man in a red robe lying under the palace dan mound, with white hair that was very eye-catching.

"Oh, where did you die?" a voice replied, and Zheng Fang only felt that the voice was far and near, loud and small, sharp and thick, and extremely uncomfortable to hear. Zheng Fang couldn't find the source of the sound, looked above the Danqi, and found that there was a golden seat above, but the seat was also empty.

"The subordinates haven't investigated it yet, but they just found that the fate star of Mo Buwen has fallen, so they hurriedly report it to the Lord. The red-robed old man said.

"You go and investigate, and be sure to bring back his Mansion Master Token. The voice said.

The red-robed old man bowed again, and then left the palace backwards. Zheng Fang was still looking around, and suddenly only heard the voice and smiled: "Where did the little thing come from, it is really interesting to be able to enter my Bixiao Palace." ”

Zheng Fang was stunned for a moment, and before he realized that the little thing in the voice was referring to himself, he already felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and it was instantly dark in front of him, and when he opened his eyes, he was still sleeping on his bed, but the sharp pain in his head was like a knife.

Zheng Fang lay on the bed, his body curled up in pain, and it didn't take long for the sheets to be soaked with sweat, and it took a long time to gradually ease up, and at this moment, the sky was also bright.

Zheng Fang struggled to get up and go to participate in the morning exercise, the classmates laughed and laughed, but Zheng Fang only felt dizzy and couldn't lift his spirits at all, Xu Daxiang saw that Zheng Fang's expression was wrong, and asked, "Zheng Fang, what's wrong with you?"

In school, since they were all cultivators, it was a rare thing to get sick, and everyone looked at Zheng Fang when they heard it, and felt that something was wrong. Zheng Fang reluctantly smiled: "It's okay, the body is good." As he spoke, he stumbled under his feet, and it wasn't Tong Jie who helped him behind him, and he almost fell.

Xu Daxiang said: "Send him to the infirmary." ”

Zheng Fang struggled: "I'm fine, I'm fine......"

A few people were still pulling, but they saw Principal Huang suddenly appear in front of him, he grabbed Zheng Fang's wrist with one hand, and said to the other students: "You go to the morning exercise, Zheng Fang will hand it over to me." As he spoke, Zheng Fang only felt a flower in front of him, Principal Huang had already led him to appear downstairs in the office building, and Zheng Fang saw Principal Ge and Wei Shengzhi also coming over.

"Lao Huang, what's going on?" Wei Shengzhi asked.

"Zheng Fang's mental power has been hit hard, and looking at this appearance, he almost became an idiot. Principal Huang said coldly.

Principal Ge touched his bald head and asked, "How could it be?"

Principal Huang sneered, "You think I'm an ornament?"

Wei Shengzhi said: "Don't say it, hurry up and treat him, the longer it drags on, the worse it gets." ”

Principal Huang didn't speak, and led Zheng Fang into the infirmary, and the little nurse in the infirmary hurriedly stood up when she saw a few people coming in. Principal Huang ignored the little nurse, helped Zheng Fang to the side of the diagnosis and treatment bed, and said to Zheng Fang: "Lie down first, don't think about anything, sleep well." Zheng Fang lay down on the diagnosis and treatment bed, and as soon as he lay down, Principal Huang's big hand covered his forehead.

Gradually, it was like a hot spring flowing into Zheng Fang's mind, slowly soothing his still somewhat painful brain, and as if returning to his mother's arms, Zheng Fang sighed comfortably and fell asleep unconsciously.

Zheng Fang slept soundly this night, and when he woke up, it was almost dusk outside the window. Zheng Fang found that Principal Huang was still sitting on the edge of the treatment bed, and when he saw Zheng Fang wake up, he immediately asked, "How do you feel now?"

Zheng Fang shook his head and said to Principal Huang, "It's much better, my head doesn't hurt at all." ”

Principal Huang's face was still grim, and he asked, "What did you encounter last night?"

Zheng Fang couldn't say anything about what he had encountered, after all, it involved a few things about secretly going to the realm gate to cultivate, so he groaned for a while, and then told Principal Huang about the dream he had.

Principal Huang frowned, and said in a low voice: "Bixiao Palace? Why are you so familiar? I seem to have heard of it somewhere?"