Opening the door, Liu Yufeng disappeared into the spiritual world.

As if traveling through endless darkness, and as if being swallowed by a terrifying abyss, a strong sense of loneliness and fear came over him. After a short and extremely long time, Liu Yufeng finally heard that unforgettable voice.

"Tick tock...tick tock...tick tock..."

The sound of water dripping seemed to be right next to his ears, and an extremely comfortable feeling began to spread throughout Liu Yufeng's body.

It was a feeling of being as light as nothing - relaxed.

That is the exponential increase in the speed of thinking---wisdom.

In a lightless space, Liu Yufeng slowly opened his eyes.

It was pitch dark here, but Liu Yufeng could see everything clearly, as if his visual ability no longer relied on the transmission and reception of light. It felt like vision and sensitivity were combined together, and he gained a huge

of strengthening.

The oval-shaped closed walls and ceiling remained the same as before. When Liu Yufeng arrived for the first time, he felt as if he was inside a bird's egg. Of course, the bottom of this bird's egg was flat.

Nothing in this closed space has changed at all. Even the half-burned book "Practice and Use of Spiritual Power" on the ground still has the same page it opened when it entered the dreamland last time. And this is a page that was opened last time.

The only thing that could be found among the black ashes on the ground.

If you don’t count the part that was burned, Liu Yufeng can really recite the content of this book backwards and forwards. He can even recite the first paragraph above without looking at it:

"Moving thoughts are the return of spirits, quiet thoughts are the abode of God, thoughts are the bridge that communicates with all things, and thoughts are driven by divine power..."

This is the content of the practical chapter, which talks about how mental power is used in practice. The words in the book are written in characters that Liu Yufeng does not recognize, and they are not any kind of characters that he has seen, but the strange thing is that Liu Yufeng can read them.

What is written above.

Moreover, the above content can only be understood in this place. After waking up from the dream, Liu Yufeng was unable to practice according to the above content at all, as if some necessary conditions were missing.

Therefore, he has practiced here countless times, but each time it did not last long.

Because as long as he starts practicing, there will be "ghosts" who will kill him.

The reason why it is called "ghost" is because Liu Yufeng has never seen the true appearance of this ghost.

Every time he died suddenly while practicing, he enjoyed the fear of death. No matter how many times he repeated it, the fear would make Liu Yufeng's face pale when he woke up, and his body would be soaked in cold sweat.

Liu Yufeng didn't think it was a simple death, but more like some kind of terrible erosion.

Because he had not adapted to the feeling of death, but instead became more and more frightened every time.

It's like my soul is slowly becoming weaker and weaker.

If nothing is done, Liu Yufeng only needs to wake up after about 17,830 dripping sounds. He can count it so clearly. One can imagine to what extent this place has pushed Liu Yufeng.

And he hugged himself here and counted how many times, just so that he could know when to wake up and not be so desperate.

Because the ticking sound was like a faucet that had not been tightened. It kept lingering around Liu Yufeng's ears in extreme silence, and seemed to be close to his ears. It was an indescribable feeling of fear and suffocation. If you don't find something for yourself,

If you do, Liu Yufeng will go crazy.

Because he went crazy many times, he beat the walls, tried to harm himself, he did more than people can think of.

In this sealed space with no doors or windows, there are traces of the young man struggling everywhere.

So in the end, he chose to continue practicing, and then embraced death, which became more and more frightening every time. Then he hugged himself in the morning when he woke up, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, took out the playing cards in his hand, and showed an innocent and sweet look to Joker.

A kind smile.

He also used his cultivated mental power to practice flying cards in a deserted place. This was his only way to vent. Every day, he vented like this for a long time, because only after venting, Liu Yufeng felt that he was completely alive.

Liu Yufeng had no doubt that all this was related to playing cards, because his nightmare started when he got this deck of playing cards.

But Liu Yufeng cannot throw away the only clue to his life experience. Orphans who have some hope of finding their parents will not do so, because they are looking forward to a story of last resort, looking forward to a scene of crying and hugging each other, looking forward to

A future in which relative happiness can depend.

Stroking the cold wall, Liu Yufeng decided to fight against this nightmare that he had had for fourteen years today;

An unprecedented struggle.

It’s not the kind of helpless struggle that gives up on yourself, it’s a real confrontation!

Because nothing has changed in this room, only Liu Yufeng has changed.

Under the fluffy long hair, Liu Yufeng's quiet and calm face showed no fear. He was wearing a white dress shirt, a Joker mask hanging around his waist, a mysterious black cloak, and a pair of practice cards between two Joker white gloves.

His fingertips were flying up and down, but it was a pity that Mr. Dao didn't follow him for some reason, otherwise Liu Yufeng would have been more confident.

How many times have you killed me? Three thousand times? Four thousand times? Or five thousand times?

It's my turn to kill you, right?

I want to see what the hell you are this time!

"Draw cards!"

"You drew the truth of late autumn, number 3."

A 3 of spades appeared in Liu Yufeng's hand, and white light flowed around the entire playing card. Liu Yufeng felt the power of time from above.

Liu Yufeng was on alert for a moment after drawing the card. The "ghost" did not appear, which made Liu Yufeng slightly relieved!

"The dark moment!"

Liu Yufeng has a tattoo on his left palm, which is the 3 of spades he just drew.

"Draw cards!"

"You drew the Heart of Huanchun, number 2."

Seal the 2 of Hearts, which emitted the red light of life, on his chest, Liu Yufeng raised a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Draw cards!"

"You drew Winter Plum, number 3."

After sealing the Winter Plum he had just drawn into his right palm, Liu Yufeng felt that he still had a certain amount of mental power. He guessed that those two points of mental power were at work, so he started to draw cards for the fourth time.

"Draw cards!"

"You drew Winter Plum, number 2."

Liu Yufeng raised his hand and scattered the 2 plum blossoms in his hand, and began to meditate on the spot with his eyes closed. He did not activate his mental power because it was not the time to start a war with that "ghost". Liu Yufeng, who had died here thousands of times, showed

With extremely strong patience, he didn't want to do it again, he wanted to win with one blow.

Silently counting the ticking sounds in his ears, Liu Yufeng was waiting for his mental strength to recover.

Ten thousand ticks passed, and Liu Yufeng started drawing cards again.

"Draw cards!"

"You drew the Summer Leaf, number 3."

Holding this 3 of diamonds, Liu Yufeng smiled,

He laughed out loud, his laughter was a little wanton, and gradually became wilder in the wantonness, and a hint of madness was born in the wildness.

The depression caused by thousands of deaths and this ghost place kept leaking out in Liu Yufeng's laughter. He was not afraid of that ghost coming out at all. He even wished that the other party would come out right away and eat the cards in his hand!

In the process of sometimes leaning over and sometimes looking up to the sky and laughing wildly, Liu Yufeng rubbed his fingers, shook his white gloves, and the burning diamond 3, the time passing spades 3, and the black chilly club 3 were all held in Liu Yufeng's hands at the same time!

"Come on, it's my turn to kill you damn thing!"

Licking his lips, Liu Yufeng's expression turned grim and he began to crazily stimulate his mental power!

Under this death-like provocation, the other party did not disappoint Liu Yufeng. A black hole quickly opened up in the closed wall, and a terrifying will came towards him with an evil aura!
Chapter completed!