Although the appearance and figure are so ethereal that they can barely see clearly, each of them gives Wang Zhi a kind of high pressure, which does not come from skill, but from the temperament they show, as if in their eyes, the real Wang Zhi is more like a humble and pitiful worm.

Wang Zhi couldn't figure out why each of them was so confident, he was alone with so many pairs of staring eyes, and said nervously again: "I...... My name is Wang Zhi. He remembered that he couldn't understand what the other person was saying, and naturally the other party certainly couldn't understand what he was saying.

Directly opposite, a big man in a big red robe raised his hand and pointed at Wang Zhi's chest, and muttered, looking like that, he seemed to be a little anxious.

Wang Zhi didn't understand, but he still guessed that this group of dead ghosts was stopping him and preventing him from taking away the cube in his arms, so it seems that even if this thing is not a Netherworld Holy Scripture, it must be a very important treasure. He took the cube out of his bosom and shook it at the big man.

Dahan nodded, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Wang Zhi thought about it, since this thing was so important, and the other party was a group of dead ghosts who seemed to have nothing else except temperament, he didn't want to just put the cube back, hesitated, he put the cube back into his arms, and then spread out his palm, and a green aura slowly floated out of his palm.

What he meant, since this is the Netherworld Palace, and his own cultivation is the Netherworld Heart Sutra, then everyone should be regarded as their own family, and now there must be no one else in this palace except for these dead ghosts, this thing is not returned to anyone, he released aura, in fact, he just wants to prove it.

A small part of the aura was entrenched in the palm of his hand, but more of it was floating out uncontrollably.

The surrounding ghosts have not changed much, but in the original dark spirit hall, it has gradually become a little brighter, he turned his head curiously, and found that on the huge shrine next to him, countless spirit cards actually glowed with a faint ghostly light, these lights are very faint, if it weren't for the dark night, it would definitely not be visible.

Wang Zhi looked at the glowing spiritual position stupidly, and the spiritual energy in his palm fluttered, and it was actually extinguished at the same time as the torch.

Wang Zhi was startled, fortunately, those spirit positions exuded brilliance, not so that the room seemed dark, he held a short piece of wood, turned his head to look at the group of dead ghosts in front of him, it seems that these guys are ten ** just jumped out of the spirit position, it seems that his feelings a few times ago are still real, and there are really eyes looking at him.

A group of ghosts looked at each other, and then the red-clothed man in the lead first stepped back, turned into a wisp of green smoke and floated directly onto the god throne.

With Dahan taking the lead, the other ghosts quickly dissipated, and in a few breaths, the staircase became empty again, except for the spirit position that was still glowing with ghostly light, everything was restored.

Wang Zhi's hanging heart finally let go, he quickly jumped down the stairs, and then rushed out of the mourning hall without stopping, when he rushed to the middle of the courtyard, he still couldn't help but look back, and found that the mourning hall was dark again, but at this time, he no longer had that uncomfortable pressure, I don't know if they were no longer looking at themselves inside.

He looked at the mourning hall in the courtyard blankly, but there was some hesitation in his heart, after contact with those ghosts, the fear in his heart gradually dissipated, looking at the cold and open door, an inexplicable desolation, permeating his heart.

No matter what the facts are, whether they are used by Liu Bi or not, but they have indeed learned the exercises from here, and they can really be regarded as their juniors.

He hesitated for a moment, searched around in the dark, and really let him find two oil lamps in the next room, and the oil in them was still there, as if it had been poured into it only yesterday, he lit the oil lamps with a lighter, and then brought them to the mourning hall.

The first time, he did not have fear, carefully guarded a pair of oil lamps to the front of the shrine, this walk, he found that there was actually an oil lamp in front of each tablet, but at first he did not dare to approach, nor did he see clearly, so he lit those oil lamps one by one.

While lighting the lamp, he also carefully looked at a few spiritual positions, but unfortunately he didn't know any of the words on them, so he had to give up.

After lighting the first row, he found a long pole on the pillar next to him, which looked to be specially used for lighting, and at the front of the pole was a piece of cotton cloth, which was just enough to light the back one with oil.

After working for more than ten minutes, Wang Zhi lit up hundreds of oil lamps here, and at this time, the mourning hall, which was originally pitch black, was already brightly lit, even brighter than during the day.

Wang Zhi looked up at the dense tablets on it, thought about it, knelt down on the futon in the middle and said: "Seniors, my name is Wang Zhi, although I know that you don't understand what I say, but it is enough to have that intention, I will light the lamp for you today, and I don't ask for anything else, if you really have a spirit in the sky, I hope you can bless me to return to the city safely, no matter how powerful I am, at least I don't have to be bullied by others, and I don't have to be at the mercy of others." After he finished speaking, he kowtowed respectfully.

When he stood up, he laughed a little self-deprecatingly and said, "I don't know if the spirit is spiritual, if only the spirit is good, you must be able to bless me, and I will come to light the lamp for you in the future." ”

Wang Zhi didn't have any other requirements, since he thought that he was also a disciple of the Netherworld, then ask them for their blessing, just feel at ease, kowtowed, he stepped forward and picked up the two extra oil lamps, blew out one of them, and wanted to turn around and leave.

At this time, among the spirit cards that had been quiet and had not even emitted a trace of light, a burst of blue light suddenly floated out on a spirit card, and immediately came to the middle of the spirit hall, forming the appearance of a man in the middle, he was wearing a cyan corset, his hair was coiled, and a dragon-shaped hairpin was inserted on his head.

He looked at Wang Zhi with a smile, and saw that Wang Zhi's brother was stunned, and then the whole person moved slightly, his movements were very fast, and a cyan long sword instantly conjured out of his hand, the long sword was boneless, swimming like a spiritual snake in his hand, every time he changed positions, the tip of the sword highlighted a trace of green energy.

Wang Zhi stupidly held the oil lamp and stood in place and watched, the sword seemed to be alive, sometimes rotating around the man's body, sometimes flying by himself.

He watched it for a while, and finally woke up in his mind, and understood that this soul was teaching himself moves, but he had watched it for a long time, except that he felt that this move must be very powerful, and he could no longer see any other fame, at least let him dance by himself, which could not be touched.

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