When Wang Chaling used the power of the dead soul to restore clarity in the sound of scriptures, it meant that he had reached or even surpassed the minimum recognized by the Shangqing Palace—he was already qualified to leave his presence in this hall.

The forbidden supernatural supernatural that overlapped between the dead soul and the human race even made Wang Chaling's horror at the moment surpass his grandfather and directly "sit" in the eighth position.

After all, when his grandfather and grandmother teamed up to enter here, they had not yet reached the peak of their lives.

Time passed minute by minute, the voice of the Taoist became more and more blurred, as if it sounded in Wang Chaling's mind, and the inexplicable and strange rhythm quickly spread in the memory, taking this moment as the starting point, first spreading towards the past, until the beginning of Wang Chaling's birth, and then spreading towards the next half a month, a half-month memory that does not exist in the present is integrated into Wang Chaling's consciousness through the effect of the supernatural.

But that's not a bad thing.

This period has a supernatural rhythm, and the negative effects are firmly "fixed" at the current memory node, but the benign effect spreads in the memory in an all-round way.

The supernatural world is very unreasonable, the existence of memory is seriously said to be just illusory, but under the forcible effect of the supernatural, it can transform this illusion into a "real", you die in the memory, then you may really die, in the same way, you get the benefit in the memory, and you can also transform this benefit into real benefits.

For example, now, Wang Chaling can feel that the consciousness of his current memory nodes is very dangerous, and the erosion of the supernatural makes even if the self-consciousness with the reverberant soul lodge and the integration of the ghost consciousness is at risk of falling, but the consciousness at the other nodes has obtained a wisp of supernatural power.

Although this wisp is not much, it is difficult to suppress an ordinary ghost slave, let alone a powerful ghost, but it can't stand a large amount, there are more than twenty years in the front, and half a month's memory in the back, and the consciousness of each memory node can obtain such a wisp of power, which is accumulated and gathered in Wang Chaling, who is currently at the consciousness node, is enough to exert the power to suppress the S-level supernatural.

Of course, the S-level supernatural here does not refer to the terrifying existence of ghost paintings and ghost paintings, but the level of starving ghosts, borrowed ghosts, and plague ghosts that have not yet developed.

But it's enough.

Wang Chaling thought of the coffin in Dadong City, and relied on miscellaneous methods to suppress it, but he could only barely delay the speed of being "plundered", and this power came at the right time.

In addition, in addition to the influence of consciousness and memory, the supernatural spirit of this scripture also acts on the powerful ghosts controlled by Wang Chaling, and the effect is somewhat similar to that of Shimen, which can suppress the powerful ghosts, but there are slight differences in the process.

Although this scripture also makes the ghost fall into silence, it stimulates the ghost after falling into silence, so that it can return to an active state, and even on the verge of resurrection, but whenever it reaches a critical point, it will directly hit it into a state of death.

The ghost fluctuates back and forth between the two states of recovery and death, and in a sense, it is a very rare experience.

After all, ordinary people are just facing a resurgence of ghosts, and it is not certain whether they can survive or not, let alone repeatedly jump sideways like Wang Chaling.

"It turns out that there is no need to think about the resurgence of ghosts at all, and the wanton use of supernatural power is actually this feeling." Wang Chaling gradually comprehended Ye Zhen's happiness.

Although deception and modification are good, they are not substitute death, and similar methods can be used, but the effect can never be exactly the same.

He doesn't need to worry about the revival of the ghost on weekdays, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't need to face this problem all the time, and the host of the deceiving ghost, a ghost rider with a high surname, doesn't think that he can trick himself into becoming a ghost, but he really becomes a ghost, but he just has no human consciousness.

The former master of the modified ghost, in the past, could be called a strong man, relying on the characteristics of the modification to ignore the supernatural recovery, and finally died of the revival of the ghost, and was imprisoned and dismembered by the Wang family's generation.

The problem of ghost recovery is not revealed, it does not mean that there is none, therefore, although Wang Chaling's use of his own supernatural is quite crazy, but in fact, he has always grasped a degree, and he can use the supernatural as unscrupulously as he does now, and he does not need to consider recovery at all, which is indeed rare.

The scriptures have two effects, the latter is a good thing and the former is a trouble.

This trouble is not unsolvable, after all, it is just a risk of "falling", and the root cause is that Wang Chaling failed to understand the meaning of the scriptures, which made it difficult for the internal spirits to absorb and affect the consciousness.

What he needs to do now is to "fit" the rhythm of the scriptures with his own consciousness to the greatest extent, and then use the supernatural to ensure that he does not get lost in it, so as to reduce the risk of "fall".

It's easy to say, but it's not easy to do, even if he uses the supernatural and doesn't touch the power of consciousness, Wang Chaling can only fit a small part.

But enough.

Time passed minute by minute, Wang Chaling's face was sometimes painful, sometimes awake, and from time to time he would scratch his scalp.

The scriptures in his mind stopped abruptly, and Wang Chaling immediately opened his eyes, and regardless of anything else, he rolled directly down from the futon.

The next moment.

The stagnant voice sounded again, and the mouth of the Taoist on the stage opened and closed, and the tone was inexplicable, full of noise, just like when he had just entered the Shangqing Palace.

Wang Chaling looked at the eighth position, which belonged to him, the unique spirit of the dead soul was superimposed on that body, and there was a trace of hideous expression on the identical face, and the supernatural aura permeated the body was the same as Wang Chaling.

Modifications, Deception, Revenants, Ghosts......... On the surface, the deep, almost all of them have been reproduced from the past, and the only thing that is uncertain is the bloodline curse.

Because Wang Chaling can't find out.

"In a way, leaving a shadow here is also a loser, but it is not so completely lost." Wang Chaling's gaze remained on the high platform, which was much higher than the time his grandfather saw it, and it required a lot of "materials".

Throwing away these useless thoughts, and finally looking at the long sword hanging from the four corners, Wang Chaling slowly crossed the high platform, the wall made of white jade gradually distorted, and a hollow was formed, and the hollow connected to the bluestone road that Wang Chaling was "familiar with".

He walked directly over, and in an instant, the Shangqing Hall behind him disappeared, and a winding path looked downward, and the clouds and mist filled it, making it difficult to peek into the truth below.

Wang Chaling didn't care, he had already said before that on this mountain, everything must be obeyed, as long as he abides by the rules and doesn't care about some miscellaneous things, he can avoid many crises lurking on this mountain.

With the revenant soul by his side, he went all the way up the bluestone road to the depths, and the spirits on the road seemed to be only suppressed by the clouds and mist, and the rest disappeared.

It's not a good thing or a bad thing.

In short, Wang Chaling didn't have to defend against the rest of the spirits, just keep an eye on the surroundings, and the speed was much faster, and he could cross forty or fifty stone stairs in one breath.

Minutes.

The vertical distance from the foot of the mountain is 9,500 meters.

Yuqing Palace.

appeared in front of Wang Chaling's eyes.

The door of the hall was wide open, and the strange-shaped human-shaped white jade statues were scattered in the interior of the hall, most of them were hideous, and some were calm.

The posture is even more bizarre, some fall to the ground, some face upward, some stand on one foot, and some show a posture of throwing forward, the whole body is suspended in the air, but it does not fall.

In the center of the main hall, there is a wooden table with a chessboard on it, two stools on either side of the table, and on the stool to the right of the gate already sits an "old man".

This person was not wrapped in anything strange, but when Wang Chaling looked at him, his image could not be formed in his mind, only the white hair could leave a memory, even if he used his own spirit and soul to observe, this was the result, so he subjectively thought that the other party was an old man.

"An unobservable ghost......... Not visible? Wang Chaling muttered, Of course, there is nothing in the world that is absolutely invisible, and if there is, it can only be that your supernatural spirit is not enough to support you to see.

For example, the current Wang Chaling.

However, if you can't observe, you can't observe, Wang Chaling is very self-aware, and he doesn't force things to do things, so he directly comes to the other side and sits down.

There was a yellowed piece of paper on the table, and next to it was a brush that had been dipped in ink, but strangely there was not a single ink stain around it.

Wang Chaling picked up the brush, flattened the paper, and wrote it stroke by stroke, and a few minutes later, Wang Chaling handed the paper with hundreds of words written on it to the "old man" in front.

The way to pass the Yuqing Hall is simple.

Play a game of chess with the invisible ghost in front of you, the rules can be decided by yourself, as long as you win in the end, you can pass through this hall.

As for losing?

It's not a big problem either.

If the strength is enough, if you can carry the jade Ruyi above the main hall, whether you force it to pass over or withdraw, there is no problem.

It's just that the strength is not enough, and he can't bear the supernatural spirit of Jade Ruyi, and the end is like those white jade statues, staying here forever.

The "old man" took the paper handed over by Wang Chaling, and he couldn't see any movement, only to see a change in the chessboard, and the chessboard and the chess were transformed into a Go board and Go.

Wang Chaling glanced behind him, and his grandfather's ghost immediately walked up, playing chess with powerful ghosts, but not simply relying on his own chess skills.

Ultimately.

Everything is spoken by the supernatural.

The rule chosen by Wang Chaling is a more popular rule in this era, black first and white later, the two sides alternate chess, and the one with more enclosures wins.

The ghost plays black chess, and Wang Chaling plays white chess, which is "randomly" assigned, and because black chess goes first, white chess must be posted at the end of the game.

As soon as he picked up a chess piece, Wang Chaling's expression changed suddenly, the situation of this chess was a little wrong, his hand holding the chess piece quickly turned black, but it stopped violently at the wrist, and then, Wang Chaling threw the chess pieces down violently, and picked up a few again.

"It turns out that the game has started before the chess has fallen?" The Wang family's generation doesn't need to go through the Yuqing Hall to get the things they want, they have an understanding of this place, but not much.

Qin Lao is too, the premise of dialogue with the future to obtain information is that the future Qin Lao will also have been to this place, or has heard someone mention it, otherwise will he conjure up information out of thin air?

The human skin paper said a little at the beginning, and then simply pretended to be dead, and let Wang Chaling threaten him, but he refused to reveal any information.

Wang Chaling's information about this place comes more from the ghost temple and Zhangdong, but these two, whether reliable or not, have one characteristic - they like to be a riddler and don't tell everything about it.

The information is generally there, such as the customs clearance method of the first two halls, but if you want to talk about the details, it is vague, true and false, and it is difficult to distinguish between the true and the false.

For example, this chess piece.

Each chess piece contains a supernatural power, and it is not weak, just the dozen or so chess pieces just taken, the strongest one has the level of an A-level ghost.

If it weren't for the blessing of the dead soul, he would just use his own spirit to control these chess pieces?

Shaking his head, Wang Chaling no longer thought about this, the ghost had already fallen, he couldn't delay, the illusory emerging arm covered his arm, his palm gradually became black, and he picked up a chess piece and put it on.

The superimposed spirits went towards the chessboard cover, fighting against the ghosts and spirits that had already been covered, and the positions of the fallen chess pieces were constantly changing.

In the distance, a small incense burner emerged, a stick of incense was inserted in it, and there was a little spark at the top, and white smoke rose up, which lasted for a long time.

The supernatural power acts on the chessboard, changing every moment, the balance of victory fluctuates, there is no standard, even if Wang Chaling and the ghost go down to the end of his life, as long as the stability of the chessboard cannot be guaranteed, then it will not be able to win.

Perhaps this kind of tricking of people is very common in other supernatural places, but in this Taoist temple that pays great attention to "rules" and "fairness", it is absolutely impossible.

That incense is the guarantee of this chess game.

Twelve hours, extinguishing the moment of the chess game, what is the situation, determines the victory or defeat of the two.

It's a game of chess that takes a lot of energy, but it has to be played.

In addition, this rule did not come from Zhang Dong and them, but the powerful ghost in front of him took the initiative to transmit it to Wang Chaling, and the integration of memories came unexpectedly, and Wang Chaling ended it before he even realized it.

"Accustomed to all kinds of traps and pits, this kind of "rules" and "fairness" are really a little strange, so strange that people are a little scared. ”

Wang Chaling looked at the chess game in front of him, his eyes were a little confused, but his mind was still clear, and the fall of each chess piece was delaying as much as possible.

The more chess pieces on the chessboard, the more difficult it is to control the chess game, and there is no need to play everything you can at the beginning, using all your supernatural powers and ghosts to die.

Even if the power exerted by the powerful ghost is not much different from the current Wang Chaling, but the powerful ghost does not die after all, and there is no need to pay the price, Wang Chaling can't afford it.

…………

J City.

The blue-black haze that is representative of the Hungry Ghost Domain has disappeared for several days, but the vacated place is not yet peaceful.

Paper ash, fluorescent.

Almost the whole city of J, or more than just the city of J.

The ghost painting is very complex, and each painting can become a derivative of its supernatural, even if the ontology is in J City, it does not mean that those derivatives are invalid.

Zhang Xianguang's restrictive methods have been ineffective in the growth of the plague ghosts, and the strange fluorescence has spread to the whole world through those derivative paintings.

(End of chapter)