It was wrapped in three layers of cocoon-like seals. At this moment, all the seals above were shattered, leaving only sporadic and dilapidated structures. In the middle, an iron block lay quietly there.

The moment Jiang Futing saw the iron block, he subconsciously felt that it was dormant.

Probably all the burst of power was deprived by his ghost energy, or he was tired from fighting and exhausted his strength. There was still a ball of his ghost energy wrapped around the iron block, which he kept vigilantly at all times.

"Do you see clearly?" Bai Tang said again.

"Yes." Jiang Futing agreed, still immersed in the strange world inside his body.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that the coldness that did not belong to him gradually faded away, and the lamp that lit his body seemed to go out. His vision became dark, and he could no longer see anything.

"It's over." Bai Tang announced.

Jiang Futing slowly opened his eyes. Within a few seconds, he felt as if his soul had been ventilated, and he had a sense of clarity as if his brain had suddenly opened up.

He glanced at Bai Tang in confusion, "What's going on?"

"You haven't practiced yet. I opened ghost veins for you. You first tame the ghost energy in your body and introduce the ghost veins, so that you can control the ghost energy in your body freely." Bai Tang walked off the sofa and glanced at

Go to the bookcase aside.

Anyway, Jiang Futing is now going into this business, so there is no need to hide these small details.

"Where does my ghost energy come from?" Jiang Futing looked at his slender back. This was the question he had always wanted to ask.

Bai Tang paused while scanning a row of books, and then continued scanning the books above: "I don't know this either. I have to ask the people in the underworld how to reincarnate."

He really didn't know that when the soul was sent to reincarnation, everything was normal, but now something like this happened again, and he didn't know where the mistake was.

"Those people just now were from the underworld too?" Jiang Futing recalled the several human-like ghosts that appeared in the basement.

"Yes, those are ghosts. There are so many ghosts that I can't fit in my bag, so let them come and take them back directly." Bai Tang's frowning eyes were still groping on the bookshelf.

It was filled with messy books, all stained with a layer of dust so thick that you couldn't even see the names printed on the spines.

"So you are also a ghost hunter." Jiang Futing followed his words and inferred a conclusion, not a question but a very affirmative tone. The ghost hunting method Bai Tang showed before was different from the Taoist ghost hunting method in his own concept.

There are some behaviors and behaviors that are unexpected.

"That's true, not entirely. I'm just like a part-time worker. They set performance targets for me every month, and I just bring them back based on the targets." Bai Tang explained.

Jiang Futing was surprised when he heard this. Is the underworld so advanced? And there are indicators? It's the same as working in the workplace.

When Bai Tang finally found the book he wanted, he was overjoyed. He had no habit of reading. He had kept these books for at least ten years. When he took them out, the dust on them was as thick as a layer of plaster.

.

Jiang Futing was speechless as he watched Bai Tang blow on the book, causing dust to fly up and almost cover Bai Tang's face.

After the dust settled, Bai Tang's handsome face was still clean. He raised his hand and threw it away, and a book as big as a brick flew towards Jiang Futing's face. He tilted his neck and stretched out his hands on the brick.

The moment it's about to hit your cheek, clamp the book firmly.

Frowning, looking at him

Throwing it in one's face shows some displeasure.

He lowered his head and looked at the dark brown cowhide cover. There were four large traditional Chinese characters printed on it, covering the entire cover with the words "Tao Fa Ten Thousands".

The moment Jiang Futing saw the title of the book, the furrow between his brows deepened, and there was this indescribable sense of familiarity, as if he had read it somewhere.

"Get to know this book. Most of the monks in the world are introduced here, from Jiuyou to Jiuyou." Bai Tang paused for a moment when he said this, and his eyes deepened: "Up to Jiuyou, Sanqing

Wonderful place.”

"Okay." Jiang Futing nodded.

"You will stay here with me for the next few days. Once all the ghost energy in your body is introduced into the ghost veins, you will be able to move more easily. Please pay more attention when you go to school during the day."

"Okay." Jiang Futing continued to respond.

"Then I'm going to take a shower."

"Okay." Jiang Futing responded subconsciously, and then realized what the other party said. The tips of his ears felt warm, and he lowered his head and turned over the book in his hand.

Bai Tang raised his eyebrows and slowly walked into the bathroom with a change of clothes.

This was not the first time Jiang Futing stayed at his house, but he still subconsciously became nervous when he heard the sound of a shower coming from his toilet.

I flipped through several pages of the book in my hand but didn't read much of it. The content was relatively unfamiliar, neither difficult nor simple, but Jiang Futing's attention was distracted by the sound in the toilet and he could only read it.

I can't even understand the individual fonts printed and spell them out into sentences.

Jiang Futing encountered frustration in reading for the first time. He couldn't read it, so he picked up the cell phone beside him and diverted his attention.

As soon as I opened the chat software, I saw Lin Jin's updates. The woman in the photo had a bright and contented smile. The beauty software had smoothed away the fine lines on her cheeks, making her look like an intellectual woman in her thirties.

Same.

There is a row of words on the picture describing her current state: The negotiation was successfully completed, go home and take a beauty sleep.

The first like below was clicked by Jiang Chao.

Jiang Futing suddenly felt a burst of sadness deep in his heart, as if he had turned over a five-flavor bottle. He didn't know how to tell Lin Jin or Jiang Chao.

It was as if he was stuck in an endless quagmire. It was dark in front of him and he couldn't see clearly what the road was like. When he looked back, he saw that it was already covered with thorns, and his body and shape were damaged every time he stepped on it.

Unable to retreat, he could only move forward with his eyes closed. Fortunately, there was a faint light beside him, guiding him with brisk steps like a lighthouse.

At this moment, the lighthouse in his heart, with long wet hair on his head, pushed open the half-open door and walked towards him.

When Jiang Futing raised his head, he happened to face Bai Tang, who had just entered the room. He glanced away, took a deep breath, and continued to flip through the thick dictionary-like book in his hand.

After flipping through a few pages, I only remembered a rough outline.

"You read so fast?" Bai Tang wiped his hair and was surprised to see him turn the pages.

Jiang Futing's fingertips suddenly paused: "Let me understand briefly."

"Come here, I'll teach you how to introduce the ghost energy into the ghost veins." Bai Tang threw the towel away and it fell on the shelf beside him.

Jiang Futing closed the book, walked to the bed and sat down according to his instructions.

"You should have seen the ghost energy on your body just now. You also know what your ghost veins are like." Bai Tang said slowly: "Close your eyes now and breathe deeply.

Breathe in and start to feel the ghost energy in you."

Jiang Futing closed his eyes. It was pitch black. He could not see the situation inside his body like before. The reason why he could see it before was probably because of Bai Tang.

He didn't hear Bai Tang speak anymore, he only felt that the sounds around him gradually disappeared, time and everything settled down, and he couldn't feel the coldness around him.

Jiang Futing first felt that his body had entered a mysterious state, empty and long.

Immediately afterwards, he felt the coolness all over his limbs, as if flowing from the depths of his soul, emanating from within and wrapping his whole body.

The ghost energy was scurrying around in every corner of his body in an orderly manner, but without any malice. He could feel the intimacy and belongingness of the ghost energy in his body.

Just like flesh and blood, this is something that belongs to you.

He can also feel the power contained in the ghost energy, which is very similar to the power on the iron block. The black air is mixed with gray turbid air. If you look closely, there are countless small dots in different shapes. These small dots

There is no yin and yang, only the original single element. It seems simple, but it is so nihilistic that it can sum up everything.

"Do you feel it?" Bai Tang put a hand on his knee to support his head. When he noticed the changes in Jiang Futing's body, he raised his eyes and looked surprised, so fast!

The person in front of me has his eyes closed, his face is clear, and his whole body is surrounded by ghostly aura. It is the turbid aura that comes with that person, which can make all ghosts obsessed and afraid.

What's more, his soul was born with a very yin body, which easily attracts evil spirits.

The power he can use now is still very weak, but he can still feel the strong aura emanating from him.

"Yes." Jiang Futing said nasally, all his thoughts focused on the perception of ghost energy.

"Now start to guide the ghost energy into your ghost veins, little by little. If too much is introduced at once, your ghost veins and body will not be able to bear it." Bai Tang's figure seems lazy, but his eyes are always alert.

Pay attention to the changes in the other person.

Quote? How to cite?

Jiang Futing was confused for a moment. Bai Tang didn't make it clear, but it was impossible to ask him to do something he couldn't accomplish.

He could only calm down and slowly feel it.

His mind was unknowingly mobilized to the ghost energy, and he felt the excitement of these ghost energy. As time passed bit by bit, a small part of the ghost energy seemed to be adjusted to the same channel as his thinking, and he achieved

consensus.

As soon as his mind moved, these ghostly energies flowed obediently along with his thoughts, and he suppressed the joy that surged in his heart.

Not much ghost energy was mobilized, only a small part. These gases gathered together and followed his thoughts, like a stream, flowing into the ghost veins.

The moment the ghost veins were flushed by the ghost energy for the first time, he felt as if his muscles and blood vessels were being stretched open.

The tearing pain continued to accumulate along the ghost veins that were slowly broken by the ghost energy. Jiang Futing's face suddenly turned pale. Bai Tang subconsciously tightened the corners of his clothes, watching Jiang Futing's struggle gradually emerge.

With a painful look on his face, he began to feel nervous.

It is not easy for people to practice the ghost way. Originally, the ghost way was practiced by ghosts. People practice the human way, and ghosts practice the ghost way. This has been the orthodoxy for thousands of years.

When a stranger opens his ghost veins and draws ghost energy into his body, it is extremely painful and he needs to endure the yin energy that should not belong to humans to cleanse his body.
Chapter completed!