Hundred Ghosts, Night Walkers, Skeleton Ghost Kings...... These thoughts rushed through my mind like lightning. Why do Hyakkis walk at night?

Because only in the gloomy and dark night, all kinds of ghosts and darkness can complement each other and set off their own temperament.

Looking at the dark clouds in the sky, Yang Ji suddenly had an indescribable feeling in his heart. The content of "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Map" appeared in front of him out of thin air, and the huge spiritual power in Yang Ji's mind was running wildly, and in an instant, Yang Ji felt as if he was in a real environment of a hundred ghosts walking at night.

And he is a ghost in that scripture painting.

Crackle!

The pouring rain kept hitting Yang Ji, Yang Ji was motionless, his eyes became more and more trance-like, and thousands of thoughts kept passing through his mind.

Sometimes, even he couldn't tell what those thoughts were.

Time passed slowly, and Yang Jipan sat on the top of the mountain, letting the heavy rain hit. The clouds in the sky gathered more and more, and the sky and the earth became darker and darker.

In a few moments, the raindrops became the thickness of fingers. The rain line is also much denser.

It's a rare heavy rain!

In just an hour, the heavens and the earth were completely darkened. As far as the eye can see, the field of vision is no more than five feet away.

Yang Jipan sat on the top of the mountain, his figure gradually blurred, merging with the darkness.

Thunderbolt!

I don't know how long it took, but a deafening thunderbolt suddenly broke the silence and swept through the sky with a roar. The moment the thunderbolt swept past the top of the mountain where Yang Ji was, the scorching electric light illuminated Yang Ji, reflecting his face from the darkness.

At that moment, in the scorching thunder fire, Yang Ji's eyes were extremely scorching. But his whole temperament changed suddenly, as if he had changed a person.

The whole person's expression was extremely hideous. It's like a fierce ghost that chooses people and devours them.,It doesn't look like a human at all.。

"Boom!"

The thunder was far away, and Yang Ji's figure was once again hidden in the darkness, motionless, without a trace of breath emanating from it.

Thunderclap!

After the first thunderbolt, in the blink of an eye. Another thunderbolt rumbled over the mountain where Yang Ji was again, reflecting Yang Ji's face from the darkness again.

After a short period of time, Yang Ji's eyes changed again and became extremely empty. It was as if only the walking corpse was left here, and Yang Ji's soul had long since disappeared.

The thunder was gone, disappearing into the depths of the clouds on the horizon.

However, no one noticed that in the darkness under the clouds, Yang Ji spread out on the ground on the "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Map", and two torch-like lights burst out from the painting.

The location in the lower left corner of the "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Map". A group of ghosts seemed to come to life, their eyes rolling, and they let out a strange smile on the scriptures.

Just like a dream, Yang Ji felt that he had once again entered the world of ghosts in "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Map". In this barren world of ghosts, Yang Ji felt that he had become one of the fierce ghosts, roaring, roaring, walking at night, and fighting.

At the beginning, Yang Ji could still feel this change. Able to watch calmly. Distinguish yourself from the ghost. But later, Yang Ji's consciousness slowly disappeared. It becomes blank.

Later, Yang Ji couldn't tell whether he was Yang Ji or a fierce ghost. I just feel like I'm cheering and jumping in this barren world, free and forgetful.

Later, there was no more Yang Ji. Only the head of the ghost remains.

"Whoa!"

The wind was howling, and Yang Jipan was sitting on the top of the mountain. Motionless in front of "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Map". There seems to be only an empty shell left here. No other life fluctuations can be felt.

The only thing that proves that Yang Ji is still alive is that streams of black gas continue to emanate from Yang Ji's body. The longer Yang Ji's soul stays in the "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Map", the more black qi comes out of his body.

The heavy rain lasted for a day and a night, and Yang Ji sat on the top of the mountain for a day and a night, his hair messy. His clothes were soaked, but he didn't move.

When the next evening, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, revealing a glimmer of light. Yang Ji was shocked, as if he was stimulated by this ray of sunshine, and woke up violently.

"Whew!"

Just like a newborn baby breathing the first breath of air, Yang Ji opened his mouth wide, gasped violently, and then breathed violently, and the sound of snorting was like a bellows.

"I'm so tired!"

Yang Ji fell to the ground as if he had a big dream, his hands on the ground, and he breathed violently. He felt that his whole body was empty.

Regarding the experience he just had, Yang Ji couldn't figure out whether it was true or false, whether it was a dream or an illusion, or whether it was completely his own hallucination.

But the next moment, Yang Ji knew that this qiē was true.

Although his body was exhausted, Yang Ji clearly found that his mental strength had increased a lot.

"Buzz!"

Yang Ji has one palm, and his five fingers are separated. The whistling blood qi poured out from the Lao Gong acupoint in the palm of his hand like a fountain, and these blood qi were not dispersed, but condensed in the void, turning into a vivid blood-red ghost in the void with teeth and claws at himself.

"It doesn't seem to be my hallucination, it's all real. ”

Yang Ji shook his head and smiled bitterly. I actually forgot about myself in the world of ghosts, and lived as a fierce ghost for a long time, which is both ridiculous and incredible.

But those memories in Yang Ji's mind are so real.

Time flows much faster in the ghost world than in the real world. Although in reality, it may have only been a day or two, but for the other self in the world of ghosts, it has already passed a long, long time.

"I didn't expect this intermediate scripture painting martial arts to be so difficult to practice. ”

Yang Ji muttered about the "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Map" in front of him. Living a chaotic life in the world of ghosts as a fierce ghost, few people will believe it.

Frankly, it wasn't a great experience, but it was a bit of a novelty. At least Yang Ji had never experienced it before.

"If you want to practice this "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Diagram", it seems that you have to change all the ghosts once. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

Even with Yang Ji's spiritual power approaching the level of the Eightfold Dà Martial Sect, thinking about it felt like a huge challenge. It's not just a huge challenge for mental power, it's also a huge challenge for emotions.

In the real world, it's not easy to fully understand what another person feels like, let alone hundreds of people.

However, this peculiar way also gave birth to a huge expectation in Yang Ji's heart. I'm looking forward to what kind of power the Hyakki Night Walking will be realized in this way.

At least, Yang Ji believed that the Skeleton Ghost King must not have experienced such twists and turns.

"Phew!"

Taking a deep breath, Yang Ji froze his mind and looked at the other side of the "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Map" as the other ghost group silently came out again.

Time passed slowly, and after a while, his gaze became more and more trance-like, and more and more similar to the expression of the ghost on the "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Map".

"Whew!"

A gust of wind blew from the top of the mountain, blowing the green silk on Yang Ji's sideburns trembling, when the wind was far away and the green silk fell, Yang Ji's eyes flickered and became empty again.

And his soul once again entered the world of ghosts.

This time, in this barren world, Yang Ji transformed into a scrawny evil ghost, wandering around the world in this barren world......

You can't feel the passage of time during your practice.

Yang Jipan sat on the top of the mountain, as if living in another world. Without the influence of the underworld calamity, Yang Ji was not afraid that someone would disturb him.

Alone in this forgotten "world" surrounded by tree stumps.

One day, two days, three days......

Thinking that it is a certain person or a creature of oneself, rather than imagining a certain person or a certain creature, is an extremely exhausting process of physical and mental power.

Even with Yang Ji's strength, he still feels exhausted every time. However, this is not without its benefits.

Yang Ji found that every time he comprehended the essence of a ghost, his spiritual power would increase and his soul would become stronger and stronger. This is a huge benefit to yourself.

And with the increase in strength, when Yang Ji entered the ghost world again, the body and spirit consumed were greatly reduced. The time to enter has also been drastically shortened and shortened.

One, two, three...... Five-headed ...... Ten heads!

Yang Ji entered the world of ghosts again and again, and he was still a little jerky at first, but then he became more and more familiar. And with the increase of the number of times, there are more and more ghosts in Yang Ji's heart, and there are more and more ghosts that can be changed by blood and qi, and the consumption of various spirits and bodies is getting stronger and stronger.

Under this snowball-like effect, Yang Ji can sometimes enter the "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Map" more than ten times in one night.

Except for the occasional rest, a little food, and a replenishment of his body, Yang Ji basically devoted all his mind to cultivation and enlightenment.

Five, six, seven, eight...... Ten days!

After staying on the top of this mountain far away from the official road for ten full days, Yang Ji finally comprehended the artistic conception of the hundredth ghosts in the "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Map".

"Buzz!"

Yang Ji sat cross-legged on the ground, his right hand resting on the knee of his right knee, his five fingers spread out, and his palm facing up. Hum! In an instant, a red blood ball departed and appeared in Yang Ji's palm.

This blood cell is very strange, giving people the feeling of flesh and blood having life.

Yang Ji's eyes were deep, silently staring at the ball of blood in his palm, his five fingers rubbed suddenly, like a ball of flesh splitting, and the blood cell was divided into nearly a hundred parts, each part was only the size of a fingernail.

A bubbling blood mist oozed from inside these fingernail-sized blood gas masses, and at the same time, they continued to twist and change, and each fingernail-sized blood gas changed into a ghost.

In the blink of an eye, this mass of blood qi split into a hundred vivid and lifelike pocket ghosts, evil ghosts, and fierce ghosts

Wronged ...... All of the ghosts are different, and they are only a few inches in size. (To be continued......) R1292