The door was indeed the same as he thought.

It is his special domain.

As the door was opened, Zhuo Jingning was sucked in. As soon as he stood firm, a figure came towards him.

This is someone Zhuo Jingning doesn't know.

He is an old man.

He doesn't look too old, about fifty years old, wearing a thick robe, and watching Zhuo Jingning motionless.

Zhuo Jingning's nerves suddenly became tense when the old man appeared. There was a person in this special domain. How could he be told to be unaware of it? But then Zhuo Jingning felt relieved because he found that this was not a human, but just a afterimage.

The shadows left behind in the past.

I don’t know why, but this shadow has remained since the past and has been in this special domain.

"The way of making this robe is too rough, but the old man doesn't look like a lower class, but he is a high-ranking person." Zhuo Jingning tried to distinguish the origin of the old man, but he could only tell that this was a high-ranking person in ancient times.

Zhuo Jingning stretched out his hand and passed through the afterimage. He was about to continue testing, but Zhuo Jingning's gaze suddenly condensed.

I saw figures appearing one after another wherever my eyes were.

Some of them are over 70 years old and about 60 years old, all of them are old men. Without exception, these elders are all afterimages, and their clothes are made of coarse hemp and silk, which are completely unseen.

"It's about two thousand years ago..." Zhuo Jingning calculated the time when the coarse hemp clothes appeared. The momentum of these elders was not simple, but the afterimages were like this. It is conceivable how powerful these elders should have during their lifetime.

Power raises power, and power is forcing people!

Zhuo Jingning looked at the afterimages of these elders, even though he was still feeling like he was being photographed.

Then, Zhuo Jingning's face changed.

He looked at the afterimages of these elders in disbelief: "Are these ancient supreme people with more than twenty years of markings?"

The aura of these elders was a bit aggressive and extremely sharp, as if they were to be divided into different levels with the sky. And such aura actually existed on him. From the twenty-one ring marks, such aura appeared on him, but his aura was not as sharp as these afterimages.

"How could the afterimage of the ancient supreme man be in this special domain?"

"Or it is the secret of special domains, the source of all special domains, or the real special domains?"

"According to this point, once someone cultivates the eighteen ring marks, their special domain should also be related to this. But even if the special domain of the Lotus Monk is not normal, it should be linked here?"

Zhuo Jingning was full of doubts for a moment, and no matter how he imagined it, he could not explain it reasonably.

"Are you talking about the special domains that have two... The special domain on each mountain outside has a shadow of nightmare ghosts and gods, which is actually the third level of the original Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio."

"Yuan Qing said that the shadow of the nightmare ghosts and gods and the present body fell into the human world. Now the first level of the entire Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio is about to dance around the world."

"Before his death, Lord Wolf Heart also said that she encountered the shadow of the nightmare god's past and the present body transformed..."

"But, the world is so great that I have lived in Guobei County for twenty years, but I have countless ghosts and minions under my command, so there is no reason not to know them!"

"Besides, the little fox is a ghost and god of the world in the world. Even if it is not favored by the world of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, before the world changes greatly, the little fox is recognized as the number one in the world. In any case, the shadows and present bodies of the nightmare ghosts and gods should come to find the little fox after they reappear."

"Now, based on that unusual special domain, the shadows of the nightmare ghosts and gods of the past and present bodies should have few escaped, and they are basically trapped in that unusual special domain."

"So what is that special domain composed of?"

Zhuo Jingning frowned. After the door opened, it was his special domain. According to the little fox, the door had the aura of the third level of the world of Stories from a Chinese Studio in the past, so that unusual special domain...

Thinking of this, Zhuo Jingning was suddenly stunned.

He hurriedly looked around and found that there was no such aura in his special domain.

Just when he was surprised, information suddenly appeared in his mind.

"In the past 325 years, my teacher Zha created the method of practicing the mind, which can calm myself with the heart and not be confused by ghosts. I exhausted my life's strength and innovated. Finally, I improved the method of practicing the mind before my death and named it the state of mind practice. Unfortunately, my clan suffered from ghost disasters and no one was willing to listen to me. In desperation, I left the tribe and became displaced here."

"In the past three or five years, my father was fascinated by ghosts. I was expelled by my father because of advice. The ghost was afraid that I would go back and ordered my brother to chase me. My brother was concerned about his brotherhood and let me go, but I was also separated from my servant and was about to die in the mountains and forests. When I met the corpse of my ancestor Ah Hengzi, I got the method of practicing in the mood. I practiced in the mountains and forests. Many years later, my servant found me and asked me to inherit the throne. I realized that my brother and father were all dead at the hands of the ghosts."

"After searching for four or five years, I finally found the corpse of King Fu Xian that year. I did not see the rumored source of practice. However, King Fu Xian carved some of his insights on the stone wall before his death. Unfortunately, it was a pity that it was intermittent and useless. Since then, I have decided to open up my mind to practice and reproduce this method in the world!"

"Knotting the rope in May 1st, with the efforts of many generations, we finally realized the long-cherished wish of our ancestors and allowed our state of mind to reappear in the world. Unfortunately, we were surrounded and killed by ghosts before we could carry forward our lives. Before we died, we could only send away three disciples and entrust our hopes to them."

"Fifty-one years of knotting ropes, after ten years, I, Han, finally spread the master's state of mind and practice. Some of my disciples also formed the mark of the rings. I had no choice but to do anything to the ghosts."

"In 595, I finally created the secret method of killing ghosts. Unfortunately, I was about to be beheaded. The jailer was afraid of being implicated. This secret method was destined to go underground with me."

"In 723, a young man who claimed to be a survivor in the world came to the school and brought the secret method of killing ghosts. This was not created by his ancestors, but it could indeed kill ghosts. I am very happy! My clan is saved!"

"The knotting of ropes is recorded in 999, how unfair! But my clan will never be a slave!"

"In the seventh year of Xia, I searched for my ancestors and found only some of the remaining notes and insights from my ancestors, and my fragmented state of mind practice. Fortunately, I had a friend, Dama Monk, accompanied me to reappear in my state of mind and practice. Unfortunately, I had limited manpower after all, and this was the state of mind of my two people. Even if I formed the mark of the ring, I did not have one tenth of the strength of my ancestors."

"Knot the rope!"

Zhuo Jingning's face changed slightly. He knew when this was. In the calendar of the world of Stories from a Chinese Studio, there were clear written records of previous eras.

"The state of mind practice actually existed thousands of years ago, but what is circulating now is just a broken version?"

He couldn't help but look at these afterimages. Zhuo Jingning understood now, "Then my special domain is actually the tomb of his ancestors?"
Chapter completed!