Wang Chaling stood at the edge of the plantation and looked up at the tree.

The trees are about 100 meters tall and canopy like clouds, covering almost the entire plantation, casting shadows that block the entry of light.

Even in the daytime, there is only a slight light at the edges, and when you look deeper, it is a thick darkness like ink, making it impossible to see the situation inside.

Wang Chaling took out a white ghost candle, a flame appeared out of thin air, lit the candle, and some cold candlelight began to spread.

A body quickly emerged next to Wang Chaling, took the burning white ghost candle in Wang Chaling's hand, and stepped into the shadow covered by the canopy.

Maybe it's the effect of candlelight, or maybe it's the same way.

When the numb body completely stepped into the darkness, the branches in the sky fell, rolling the body up directly, but in an instant, it disappeared.

The white ghost candle fell to the ground, but the flame was not extinguished, and the cold candlelight spread through the darkness.

At the same time, another white ghost candle was taken out by Wang Chaling and lit and placed on the edge of the plantation and the outside world.

Step~Step~Step......

Wang Chaling seemed to hear such a voice, and then, under the illumination of the candle flame, several terrifying figures came into Wang Chaling's eyes.

It was a ghost hidden in the darkness under the tree, because the white ghost candle has the ability to attract ghosts, even if there are no living creatures moving inside, triggering the killing pattern, they are still attracted to it.

But there's more than one white ghost candle.

The white ghost candle that was brought in acted as a "transit station", and soon, one by one, the ghosts were attracted to the ghost candle near Wang Chaling.

"Only this level of horror...... Is it because of the existence of darkness that the effect of the white ghost candle is affected, and the deeper ghosts cannot be detected? "Two ghost candles were used, but the effect was not very satisfactory to Wang Chaling, there were a total of five powerful ghosts, and the most terrifying level was comparable to a normal B-level supernatural event.

Unlike the red ghost candle, which is only suitable for low-end games, the white ghost candle can play a big role in A-level and even S-level supernatural events under normal circumstances.

In this comparison, the effect is indeed very poor.

Originally, Wang Chaling also wanted to use the effect of the white ghost candle to use the current time to solve some hidden troubles and make the next actions easier, but now it seems impossible.

"Forget it, it's just a little troublesome, the real big head is the tree, and the ghost king attached to the tree, and the rest is a waste of time at most." Wang Chaling was no longer entangled, and a ray of cyan light appeared on his fingertips, reflecting towards the depths of darkness.

The Ghost King is the source of the supernatural events that led to the destruction of Jizo Temple.

A path of light ran through the thick darkness until it disappeared into the invisible place, and Wang Chaling's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Respiration, heartbeat, secretion............ Even the activities of each cell are being suppressed, reduced, and even stopped under the influence of the supernatural in their own body, but Wang Chaling does not seem to have been affected in any way, and can still move normally, and his face is extremely ruddy.

A little dark aura was forcibly ingested by Wang Chaling's grandfather's ghost, and under the leadership of Wang Chaling's supernatural spirit, it was "evenly" distributed between each soul and Wang Chaling's body, but it could not cause an impact.

A few emerald green branches drooped, and the ghost domain seemed to exist in front of it, causing no obstruction.

The branches circled around Wang Chaling and the revenant, and this process lasted for about five minutes, and finally it seemed that he really couldn't find his target, and took the initiative to leave the area where Wang Chaling was.

The Bodhi tree, or ghost tree, is a relatively rare plant type in the supernatural circle.

As a Bodhi tree, it is an extremely difficult ghost, indiscriminately hanging people and ghosts within the range, and the strong suppressive force makes most of the spirits unable to resist, and in the end it can only let itself become a "fruit".

Later, it was infected by the ghost king and became a ghost tree, and its horror level was enhanced, but it also left a lot of weaknesses.

For example, it is impossible to attack the existence affected by the darkness, unless it is to violate some taboos, and Wang Chaling took advantage of this to successfully avoid the attack of the ghost tree.

"Although there is a big hole in the parchment, the information given is really useful, and the next step is to follow this direction all the way to the location of the tree trunk."

"Grandpa, grandma, wait a minute, the terrible ghost who broke into the ghost domain, please solve it." Wang Chaling arranged that he should concentrate on hurrying, and the affairs of the ghosts would be handed over to the dead souls.

The darkness of the day is also depressing, and there is oppression of the ghost domain, but it is far less than the night, and it is achievable for Wang Chaling's level of ghost domain to be used for hurrying.

The cyan light swept through the darkness, and at a certain moment, there was an abrupt pause, and Wang Chaling looked back expressionlessly.

It was an old man, dressed in a coarse linen robe full of holes, with no shoes on his feet, unkempt, and long fingers on his hands, and his right hand hanging down, the fingers could almost touch the soles of his feet.

The left hand was claw-shaped, and a ray of blue light flowed between the claws, it was Wang Chaling's ghost domain, and that ghost actually grabbed a ghost domain with his own strength.

Based on the Yang Jian Ghost Eye Ghost Domain to delineate the standard, the fifth layer can distort reality, the sixth layer can stop time, the seventh layer can restart itself, and the eighth layer can restart on a large scale.........

Whether it is a deceitful ghost or a modified ghost, he is not a powerful ghost who is good at the ghost domain, but the continuous addition of puzzle pieces, coupled with the complementarity between the two, Wang Chaling's current ghost domain has still reached the standard of the fifth layer of the ghost eye and ghost domain.

Even if you don't use the ability to modify ghosts and deceive ghosts, just by relying on the ghost domain, you can have an impact on the real world and distort reality.

But it's such a ghost domain.

was actually dragged to a halt by a ghost.

"Grandpa." Wang Chaling let out a low snort, and his figure appeared on the edge of the ghost domain, and a short stick went straight through the head of the ghost.

But......

Useless.

The weird claws still grasped a corner of the ghost domain, this supernatural item from the ghost village, the horror level was not enough to suppress this powerful ghost.

The next moment.

A terrifying ghost appeared, and the arm with the corpse spot grabbed the wrist of the ghost, and then, with a sharp fold, the fingers almost fit perfectly with the arm.

The entire ghost domain seemed to tremble, and the old man's other arm was slashed with a knife, and his palm smashed into the fold with the sound of breaking the air.

Click~!

A crisp bone cracking sound sounded, the circulating blue light dissipated, and the abnormal palm was casually lifted in the hand of the revenant, and the terrifying supernatural suppression made it no longer functional.

It's almost exactly the same operation.

An old woman-like ghost came to the ghost's side, and another strange palm was removed by it, suppressing it from working.

The old man who lost one of his palms still stared at Wang Chaling numbly, and at this moment, a pair of blood-colored palms suddenly stretched out in the dark, grabbed the corners of the old man's clothes, and pulled him into the darkness.

Wang Chaling just watched from the side, even if he had the ability, he didn't stop all this, he could see that there were a lot of spirits on the old man's body, but what could enter the eyes was only those sharp claws.

The nature was more depressing, but a little less terrifying darkness, pouring out of Wang Chaling's body, covering the pair of sharp claws.

Suppress, store, add, learn.

This is the best overview of ghosts and ghosts, suppressing ghosts, storing them for their own use, increasing the number of suppression places, and learning the laws of ghosts and killing.

"Drag the Ghost Domain, now I can do it too." Wang Cha Ling opened his eyes suddenly, and one arm poked out of the ghost domain, and the disembodied darkness seemed to be completely condensed in his hands.

After a while, Wang Chaling withdrew his aching arm, and a cloud of darkness gathered in his palm: "The level of this ghost domain in the world is still much higher than mine, and the scope is too large, even if it is a targeted ghost ability, it is too difficult to shake this ghost domain. ”

"But my purpose is not this ghost domain, it's just a small attempt." Wang Chaling did not dwell on this, and after a short attempt, he continued on his way.

The blue light spreads in the darkness, occasionally blocked, a pair of fleshy palms poke out of the ghost domain, and wave violently in the darkness, and the blocked darkness will dissipate.

The tall trunk of the tree stood on the blackened soil, and the blackened trunk was covered with emerald green strips of paper that spawned into the distance.

The fruits in the shape of human heads were scattered on the tall, charred black trunks of the trees, and the fruits carried a strange fragrance, even if they were dozens of meters apart, Wang Chaling could still smell them.

"The bodhi seed in the past, or the bodhi fruit, and the ghost fruit now, have actually ripened so many fruits after decades of accumulation." Wang Chaling's gaze swept over the fruit.

But all the power of the ghost rider generally has a special background.

If the circle of friends is rich and has a large network, the supernatural forum and Dadong City are Ye Zhen and Wang Chaling respectively, and the headquarters is Qin Lao.

Then the biggest connotation of the ghost temple is this tree, to be precise, it is the fruit on this tree, the fruit of the ghost handler and the ghost as raw materials.

Of course, the ghost does not die, but under the effect of the ghost tree, it is transformed into a special form, similar to creating supernatural items.

Take it off and take it.

As long as you can pass the test, you can successfully control the ghost to become a ghost handler, and this method is combined with the temple's cultivation from an early age, which can almost make the inheritance of the ghost handler form a stable system, which is not much worse than the inheritance of the undead soul of the Wang family.

"It's a pity that there is no top-notch combat power, no matter how strong the inheritance is, at the moment when the terror comes, it has no meaning."

The main tone of this world is despair and terror, the revival of the supernatural is going on all the time, and the revival of one terrifying ghost after another, the stable inheritance needs to be that the situation will not collapse for a long time to play the greatest role.

"However, the previous ghost temple, how can it not be the current Wang family, and the forces that also rely on inheritance are limited by time." After Wang Chaling received the memory, he also realized this, and completely embarked on this road of no return.

Shaking his head, throwing away these indifferent thoughts, Wang Chaling's eyes fell on a small wooden house leaning on a tree trunk not far away.

Looking from his direction, he could see that the wooden house leaning on the trunk of the tree had been quite damaged, probably due to the growth of the ghost tree over the years.

hoes, buckets, poles, and backpacks......... All kinds of utensils were scattered in the open space in front of the wooden house, and more than a dozen corpses were lying nearby.

The corpses were all bald, wearing monk's robes, and several of them were still holding wooden fish in their hands, and their faces were already dry, and they could vaguely see the hideous expressions before their deaths.

Wang Chaling swept past the corpses and walked straight towards the wooden house, the door of which was unlocked, but opened with a light push.

As soon as the door opened, a puff of dust rushed in, and the ghost suddenly appeared in front of Wang Cha's body, blocking all the dust.

"Ahem~cough~cough~!"

The sound of coughing sounded in Wang Chaling's ears, and seeing the ghost of his father who was coughing, Wang Chaling also frowned.

The horror of the second generation of revenants is not bad, and it was also the main force in Wang Chaling's hands in the past, but as time goes by, the spirits that Wang Chaling comes into contact with become more and more terrifying, and the revenants of the second generation seem to only use the immortality of the ghosts to help Wang Chaling test some of the ghost's abilities.

After all.

It is impossible for him to let the souls of the second generation be in a state of superposition all the time, and the cost is small, which does not mean that there is no price.

The palm of his hand is placed on the shoulder of his father's ghost, the ghost is supernatural, and the curse is also supernatural, and it is also within the scope of suppression, the ghost belongs to Wang Chaling himself to some extent, and the ghost's way of judging can ignore the existence of the ghost.

"The level of terror is not bad, but there is no need to harness it." Looking at the dust ball in his hand, Wang Chaling shook his head and handed it to his grandfather.

The old man is more reliable, but as soon as he started it, his palm was violently forced, and the dust flew in all directions, falling into a state of death.

Step into the cabin.

Part of the huge tree trunk has been squeezed into the interior of the wooden house, which is not very large, and it seems even more narrow.

The furniture in the room was scattered, only one bed was still intact, the quilt was covered on the bed, slightly bulging, Wang Chaling motioned for the second generation of dead souls to step forward and lifted the quilt.

A skeleton caught Wang Chaling's eyes.

The head was covered by a monk's robe.

The bones are not the same color as normal humans after death, but seem to be carved from a piece of fine jade as a whole, crystal clear, exuding a moving light.

This is the first half.

The souls of the dead were pulled down all the quilts.

Countless jet-black branches gathered and wound in the lower half of the bones, and the bottom half of the bed had already collapsed, and it was the branches that filled in to keep it flat.

"In this way, I can infect the ghost tree, and I can also plunder this monk's supernatural spirit, should this powerful ghost also have wisdom?" Wang Chaling was a little unsure.

Whether it is the human skin paper or Qin Lao, the information revealed is that the ghost king has no wisdom, and they will not lie, but it does not mean that the news must be now.

This ghost's performance really doesn't look like it has no wisdom, pure coincidence and instinct, but it can't do it to this extent.

"Grandpa, grandma, you help me guard here, and if there is anything abnormal later, if you can ensure my safety, you can directly forcibly wake me up, and if you can't ensure my safety, take me away directly." Wang Chaling said.

Followed by.

Wang Chaling stepped forward, lifted the monk's robe, and the dark green eyes of the bones looked at Wang Chaling, and a psychedelic world gradually unfolded.

(End of chapter)