And Huang Chang was very sure of one thing: the ordinary stone house in his courtyard that was used to practice the art of ghost control was absolutely impossible to have this ability, and the terracotta statue did not look like it had such a high-end function after many inspections. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Then there's only one possibility—this ghost is doing it entirely on its own!

"Hell, didn't the stall owner say anything big, this is really the soul of a certain great monk?

Huang Chang's face was yellow, and it should have been a good thing to pick up the leak, just like casually casting a net but catching an unexpected big fish. But it wouldn't be good if you picked up a big shark by mistake - being able to directly pull a vigorous living person into the illusion without using anything outside the body shows that this ghost at least has the ability to be inferior to the Dharma Yuan period monk in the human world. And in the opponent's home field, all outsiders will be greatly suppressed, and if this ghost has the intention to be against him, he will hardly have any chance.

But after all, he is not the ordinary little boy who had no magic power at all, no matter how dangerous the situation is, he always has to find a struggle. Huang Chang was secretly thinking about how to ask the master for help in his heart, while observing the surroundings more carefully, trying to think about how to get out of trouble.

At this moment, the light on the other side flickered a few more times, as if inviting him to come over. Huang Chang knew that it was completely useless to escape in this kind of illusion space, like this situation: the surroundings were pitch black, and there was only light on that side, so if you wanted to solve the problem and rush out of this illusion, you must only go there. If you want to escape, no matter which direction you go, you will definitely find that the light is still in front of you, and you can't get rid of it no matter how you run.

So after Huang Chang groaned for a while, he resolutely walked over there. Along the way, he checked the weapons and equipment he had with him - fortunately, with the Qiankun Bag, he now always carried enough weapons and supplies such as talisman elixir with him, and he would never be in the same predicament as he was last time when he was wantonly chased by a black cat. At this moment, all the long and short swords were taken out and hung up, and even a set of leather armor was taken out of the bag and put on first. Although the "physical damage" is often ineffective in the face of ghosts and ghosts, it is more reassuring to have a sharp talisman in his hand.

In the fantasy world, time and space are difficult to measure from an ordinary point of view, Huang Chang looked at the light source far away before, but after taking the initiative to take a few steps there, he felt that his eyes were bright, and he had come to the space illuminated by the light.

Now he could finally see his surroundings - all bookshelves. From the ground to the place beyond the reach of the eye in the air, there are dense diamond-shaped grids, and each diamond-shaped grid has one or more volumes of jade slips - in ancient times, the technology of making message jade slips was not perfect, and the information that could be recorded in each single jade slip was limited, so the monks at that time often connected many jade slips in series to make a scroll of books, and the style was similar to the bamboo slip scrolls that had not yet become popular in the mortal world- In fact, in the history of this world, the bamboo scrolls used in the mortal world really imitated the style of the immortal jade scrolls.

"So many books, could this ghost have been a librarian when he was alive?"

The scene in the illusion is not generated casually, it must be closely related to the scene that the ghost is most familiar with before his death or the obsession that he will never forget, and the way to solve the illusion must also be contained in it - all illusions must have a way to solve them, just as there is life and death, and there must be a corresponding way to solve the illusion.

Huang Chang first looked around, wanting to find the master of the illusion - the way to crack most illusions lies in its master, and defeating or destroying it can break the illusion, of course, if this illusion master voluntarily lets you out, it can also be done. But there are not many such cases, such as the many ghost illusions in Pangeng Tomb back then, only one of the protagonists of "Red Candle Fantasyland", Li Ji Niangniang, is willing to let people out. The others belong to the kind of fierce ghosts and evil spirits that must be sucked up and eaten up by the intruder's flesh and soul before they give up - but after thousands of years, only one "Concubine Li's Red Candle" is still alive, which shows that in front of the army of immortal cultivators who have gone forward and succeeded, no matter what powerful the illusion is, it can't withstand it.

At that time, the monks of West Kunlun were also the main force in the army of monks who cracked the ancient illusion of Pangeng Tomb, and there were not a few records left behind, Huang Chang had almost read the West Kunlun Library in the past few years, and he was naturally no stranger to this kind of situation.

With the successful experience of many predecessors as a reference, although Huang Chang was a little nervous at this time, he was not very panicked. At least you can follow the steps and act according to the experience left by your predecessors - first look for the master of the illusion, if you can't find it, you have to start from the surrounding environment and find the flaw.

Since there are all bookshelves here, the trick to cracking the illusion must be in those books? Huang Chang thought about it as he stepped forward and took a volume of books down, thinking in his heart that if this illusion was really based on the cultural level of the school, he would still have an advantage.

But the next moment he was disappointed—the scroll was open and blank with no writing. Pick up another roll and open it...... Still blank. Huang Chang didn't believe in evil and looked through dozens of volumes successively, but they were all blank!

This overwhelming large number of bookshelves turned out to be just decorations.

"It's just a false Taoism...... I didn't expect that there were also vassal and elegant goods among the ghosts. ”

Dropping down the scroll, Huang Chang commented casually, but unexpectedly heard a faint sigh from behind:

"Time flies, I can't imagine that even a junior dares to laugh at the old man now. ”

The voice was very soft, and there seemed to be no malice in his tone, but Huang Chang felt creepy—as a mid-stage Qi refining cultivator with divine thoughts and spiritual sense, it was extremely dangerous to let people appear behind him silently! Even if the other party was a ghost, it wouldn't work!

He immediately put a hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist and slowly turned around, his body was highly tense in the process, and his divine sense and spiritual sense were fully released, and as long as he felt the slightest mistake, he would immediately burst out.

However, the whole process of turning around was very calm, and there was no danger alarm in Huang Chang's thoughts, until he turned around completely and faced the owner who made the sound, the other party was still sitting there quietly, and there was no hostile action.