The wooden carriage clattered, heading towards the Western Capital.
On the road, many carriages were traveling to and from the Western Capital, along with people in bright clothing on fast-running horses.
Chen Shi sat in the carriage, thought for a mont, and said, "Black Pot, bring those volus of the Ghost Book for a look."
Black Pot opened its mouth, and a volu of the Ghost Book flew out.
Chen Shi opened the Ghost Book; at just one glance, the words seed to crawl and twist, while peculiar whispers echoed in his ears, as if Ghost Gods were murmuring beside him.
An eerie wind blew around, and the sky turned dark.
The wooden carriage moved along the post road to the Western Capital. There was traffic on the road, but suddenly everyone else vanished, leaving only them.
Chen Shi closed the book, the sky returned to normal, the ghostly whispers in his ears disappeared, and the noise of people on the post road resud. Carriages ca head-on, nearly colliding with the wooden carriage, and the driver hurried to avoid them.
Many were still galloping on horses, nearly crashing into the wooden carriage.
The wooden carriage brushed past the other carriages and galloping horses, and the drivers were flustered, each poking their head out to greet Chen Shi: "Early reincarnation to you!"
Chen Shi repeatedly apologized, puzzled in his heart: "Could it be that the Ghost Book just transported to another ti and space?"
"Black Pot, open a Ghost Book."
Black Pot took out another volu of the Ghost Book, opened it, and nothing unusual happened around.
Chen Shi opened the Ghost Book again, and the previous scene reappeared, with eerie winds blowing.
He closed the book, and everything returned to normal once more.
Chen Shi frowned slightly; his intention was to understand the contents of the Ghost Book to help Black Pot comprehend it, so it could cultivate faster. However, this Ghost Book was peculiar, seemingly possessing special abilities that prevent others from reading it, only allowing specific individuals.
"Since ancient tis, there is a legend of Cangjie inventing characters, causing Ghost Gods to weep. Why did Ghost Gods cry when Cangjie created characters? Scholar Zhu said, because with the appearance of characters, creations could no longer hide their secrets, and ghosts couldn’t disguise their forms. Humans, having characters, could describe the mysteries of Ghost Gods and pass down the knowledge of cultivation, threatening the rule of Ghost Gods, hence they wept blood, feeling the loss of power."
Chen Shi pondered, "That being said, the Ghost Book should be a book where Ghost Gods recorded their Daoist Skills... Wherever Black Pot goes, everyone within a certain range is affected. This ability is very much like the Ghost God Domain. Could it be that the Daoist Skills recorded by Ghost Gods are actually the Ghost God Domain? If so, then my comprehension of the Ghost God Three Changes from the Eight Trigram is indeed an understanding of the Ghost God’s Daoist Skills! In other words, such things can be recorded and passed down!"
His spirit was lifted: "Black Pot, how do you usually cultivate?"
Black Pot, running ahead of the carriage, stopped upon hearing this and looked at him puzzledly: "Woof?"
"Confirm!" Chen Shi nodded emphatically.
Black Pot then sat down, legs crossed, with its front paws on its chest, its eyes seemingly open yet closed, using its body as the seed, and Heaven and Earth as the furnace, responding naturally.
The dog gradually floated in the air, the wooden carriage moved, and it floated in the air, following the carriage.
Its aura range expanded wider and wider, blurring the boundaries of the Yin Yang Two Realms. Chen Shi looked down and saw the wooden carriage seemingly riding on an incredibly smooth transparent surface, with the underworld beneath it!
At this mont, the people and carriages were walking in the sky of the underworld, and they could even see the mountains and rivers of the underworld!
If one’s eyesight were sharper, even Ghost Monsters could be seen clearly.
The wooden carriage moved forward, Black Pot floated forward, people continuously stepped into its Ghost God Domain on the post road, and then stepped out, seemingly unaware.
They felt everything was normal.
"Black Pot’s domain is a kind of blurry domain, causing people to have blurred cognition, misleading thoughts, even to the extent that the boundaries of the Yin Yang Two Realms beco blurred!"
Chen Shi was amazed; he originally thought that Black Pot’s domain could only affect cognitive thinking, but now it seed that this Ghost God Domain was indeed more terrifying!
"No wonder the ghostly boatman’s father and daughter were fooled and fell from the Mortal World into the underworld! This domain is too scary!"
Chen Shi composed himself; Black Pot’s current Ghost God Domain extended only four or five zhang, and people beyond this distance would not be affected. anwhile, the one who tricked the boatman’s father and daughter was watching from afar in the darkness, yet still influenced their judgnt!
Its power must surpass Black Pot significantly.
"I wonder if feeding Black Pot more mutant beasts might speed up its growth? It’s worth a try!"
He thought to himself, "Recently, I should stop randomly taking Black Pot’s blood and let it replenish itself well."
As he thought of this, suddenly he noticed many large-eared Heaven Listeners appeared on both sides of the post road. So flapped their ears and floated in the air, others landed on the fields, so perched on riverbanks, and so stood on tree branches over graves, each holding paper and pen, turned sideways, ready to record.
The trees on either side of the post road suddenly made popping sounds, growing ears like wood ears, in large numbers.
The riverbanks also sprouted large ears, even the carriages traveling by grew basin-sized ears, and horses had ears growing rapidly on their flanks!
Chen Shi imdiately noticed that Black Pot’s Ghost God Domain rapidly shrank, being suppressed by another peculiar domain!
"Heaven Listeners Deacon, Venerable, must be nearby! Perhaps even the Venerable King, otherwise they couldn’t suppress Black Pot’s domain so easily!"
His heart pounded, "Could it be that my theft of the Black Iron Stick was discovered by Zhuang Wujiu?"
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