I Am Sanctified By Writing Books

Chu He nodded.

People outside the genius realm are not allowed to enter the ghost realm.

A great Confucian who is superior to a talented scholar, he will be wiped out instantly by the literary and ghostly aura when he enters.

Confucian scholars under gifted scholars will gradually lose themselves in the ghost domain and become monsters in the ghost domain.

As for other cultivators such as Wuxiu Daoxiu, they will be gradually swallowed up by the ghost realm just like the Confucian scholars because they have no cultural energy to resist.

As the vision became more and more obvious, Chu He clearly saw that a light curtain descended from the sky, covering a hundred paces behind him. Outside the light curtain, there was a piece of Lu Li, which could no longer be seen clearly.

But in front of the light curtain, there are constant changes, as if this place has been shrouded in illusion.

Feng Zishu spoke.

"Chu He, after we entered, we landed immediately, not necessarily in any place. After entering, we immediately used the land relics to send messages and find each other."

Chu He nodded.

Before packing up, Lin Zhennan had already explained to him.

In the ghost domain, Wen Qi and ghost Qi are violent and abnormal, and the ordinary Wen Qi piercing through books is no longer available, and only cultural treasures can be used to determine each other's position.

In a trance, the light curtain in front of him suddenly released dazzling light.

Chu He closed his eyes subconsciously, and when he opened them again, the scenery in front of him had changed drastically.

Liangjie Mountain is a passageway between humans and ghosts, and it is barren, but at this time, purple trees suddenly appeared in front of Chu He.

These trees grow strangely, criss-crossed, some interspersed with each other, and some even grow against the ground.

Before entering the ghost domain, Chu He had already known it in advance.

This is a unique situation in the ghost domain.

There is no sun or moon in the ghost domain, but the whole world is inexplicably shrouded in a purple light, which can make people see clearly.

Where there are trees, most of the trees grow in strange shapes because of the chaotic culture and ghosts.

These trees are called yew trees, which are as hard as iron. If they can be transported out and made into yew utensils, they will not rot for five hundred years.

The air was filled with violent literary and ghostly aura, and the wind was blowing continuously.

Chu He discovered that when the strong wind blew past his body, the ghost energy mixed in it actually actively attached to his body, trying to invade his body.

After only staying for a moment, he was already enveloped in a ghostly aura.

Release the Haoran righteous energy to protect the body, and the ghost energy attached to it was forcibly dispelled.

"Hehe, no wonder the talented man can't come in."

Chu He looked at the ghostly air in the sky and sneered.

Here, Confucian scholars need to constantly release their literary energy to dispel the attached ghost energy.

Coupled with the slow recovery of Wen Qi here, only talents above the seventh rank can uninterruptedly release Wen Qi to protect the body and dispel ghost Qi.

If a Confucian student of the seventh grade breaks in, the recovery of the Wen Qi in the body cannot keep up with the Wen Qi protection of the body, and the Wen Qi will be used up in less than three hours, and the ghost Qi will gradually gather and invade slowly.

At that time, the seventh-rank Confucian scholar can only watch helplessly as he is absorbed by ghost energy and becomes a monster who is neither human nor ghost.

Take out the cultural relics and infuse them with literary energy, and several bright spots suddenly appear on the cultural relics, which are scattered in different places.

This is the appearance of the literary spirit injected by Feng Zishu and others in advance.

However, the cultural relics can only show the general direction, but not the distance.

When the spirit is bright, that person may be a hundred steps ahead of you, or it may be several kilometers away from you.

Several people had made a decision in advance that after entering the ghost domain, they would move closer to Feng Zishu.

After confirming the position, Chu He put away the cultural relics and headed in one direction.

But before he took a few steps, several figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

Those figures had no human form, but a ghostly aura.

Ghost repair!

Chu He narrowed his eyes slightly, and was vigilant in his heart.

The few ghost cultivators also noticed the existence of Chu He, and one of them had a goat's head and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, I met a human race just after I came in, it's really a ghost to protect me!"

The werewolf smiled and said: "It's still a human race who is alone, only a fifth-grade talent, it seems that there is more meat to eat!"

Chu He's expression remained unchanged, watching the ghost cultivators approaching, he said calmly.

"I don't think it's a good thing for you to provoke me."

The sheep-headed man sneered and said, "Hey, it's rare that the Lodan people are not afraid of us when they see us."

"Human Race, for the sake of your courage, report your name."

Chu He shook his head slightly.

The few ghost cultivators in front of them are only in the fifth-grade fierce ghost realm. Not to mention the present, even in the past, they can be easily destroyed.

"Exactly, this is my first battle to restore Wen Xin, let me try my hand at you."

When the ghost cultivators heard this, they were furious: "You little five-rank talent, how dare you ignore us and eat him!"

Suddenly, a ghostly aura surged, and several ghost cultivators rushed towards Chu He, swayed by ghostly aura.

"Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles will not stay."

Chu He read softly.

In an instant, Chu He's figure disappeared in front of the ghost cultivators.

Several ghost cultivators were stunned, how could this human talent be so fast!

Just as the sheep-headed man was about to speak, he suddenly saw a figure appearing in front of him.

"He's here!" The sheep-headed man shouted, but found that his voice was extremely hoarse, and he couldn't even make a sound after that.

Immediately afterwards, the sheep-headed man saw a ghostly aura erupting in front of him, and then his eyes went black.

How is this going.

Before he died, there was only this sentence in his heart.

The remaining ghost cultivators watched in horror as the ghostly aura of the sheep-headed man dissipated, their eyes full of fear.

"How is it possible! He is a genius, how could he be so fast!"

The werewolf screamed in horror.

"Three...three grades..."

"He has a third-grade literary spirit! Let's go!"

"How is this possible! How could the third-rank human race enter here!"

The werewolf turned and ran, only to find that he couldn't control his limbs.

"Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles will not stay."

After a few poems, the ghost cultivators were completely out of their wits before they could respond.

After killing a few ghost cultivators, Chu He stood still, dispelled the Wenqi Huajian from his hands, and looked at his hands.

"After the intrusion of ghost energy and the tempering of Wenxin, I can really have the strength of the third rank."

"The original knight line, although it can increase my speed, it can't be improved to the point of being crushed after all."

"Now facing the realm below the third rank, the speed is estimated to be as fast as a phantom."

"If it can be used continuously, then I can completely kill them to the extent that they cannot see."

"I don't know what kind of power it will be to use the wine in this situation."

While Chu He was thinking about it, his expression suddenly changed.

He suddenly felt that the violent ghost energy around him was pressing towards him like a huge wave.

There was a strong wind, and there were constant crackling sounds. It was the sound of the yew tree being crushed by the violent ghost.

The berserk ghostly aura seemed to see a little candle flame, and it went forward one after another, trying to suppress it.

Chu He's complexion changed drastically, and he exclaimed.

"Didn't it mean that wits won't startle ghosts!"