Resurrection of spiritual energy: I am cultivating the underworld in the world of supernatural power

Looking at the words in front of him, Chen Feng smiled unconsciously.

"Chen Feng, what are you smiling at?" the teacher waved his hand in front of him and asked in a concerned tone.

"Huh?" Hearing the teacher's call, Chen Feng came back to his senses.

"It's nothing, teacher, you're now... Is there any different feeling?" Chen Feng asked tentatively.

"Different feelings? That's for sure, everyone is dead, how can it be the same as before?" the teacher glanced at the other party.

"Teacher, you may not understand what I mean, I'll just tell you directly..."

Chen Feng stepped forward and told the other party everything that happened after the teacher's death.

Of course, this also includes the part of the underworld space that we are in now, without reservation.

It's not that Chen Feng doesn't have the slightest defense against the teacher, it's just that there is an underworld space, even if the teacher wants to harm him, he can't do it!

"I can't believe that so much has happened after I died.

It's also a good thing I didn't hurt Liu Yi and your teammates, otherwise... How can I still be worthy of the identity of the people's teacher!" The teacher patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"But... Don't be too sad, I believe that one day in the future, you will definitely be able to meet your grandfather again as this underworld space says. The teacher patted Chen Feng on the shoulder and chuckled.

"Thank you, teacher. Chen Feng nodded.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Feng and the teacher chatted casually, and then set their eyes on the back of the ghost gate not far away.

In his memory, the last time he entered the underworld, there was only one passage behind the gate, and there was only endless nothingness.

But this time, behind the passage, it could clearly see a high mountain and a cliff.

Seeing this, Chen Feng explained that the teacher had been wronged here for a while, and then turned around and ran towards the newly appeared scene.

"Hey, that cliff-like thing, isn't it 'Wangxiangtai'?" Chen Feng called out to the cloud of ink-colored words.

The next moment, as expected, the text emerged:

"... Yes, that's Wangxiangtai..."

, receiving an affirmative reply, Chen Feng's movements under his feet sped up a few points again.

As the saying goes, "The ghosts on the platform are in a hurry, and the eyes are in tears." Wives and children sit on the side of the coffin, and relatives and friends gather in the mourning hall. There

is another verse, called "Looking at the hometown on the platform and then looking at the hometown, looking back at the homeland with tears." "

To put it bluntly, after a person dies, when the soul comes to the underworld to report, because he misses his relatives in the world too much, the underworld has set up a lookout platform on the edge of a high mountain cliff at the gate of the Ghost Gate.

Every soul who wants to take another look at their relatives and friends in the world here can go to the lookout platform, but the obsession in their hearts, and then they will die and enter the hell reincarnation.

Chen Feng looked up at the Wangxiang Terrace not far away.

I saw that the place where the Wangxiang Terrace was built was indeed like a legend, on the top of a high mountain.

It's just that the shape is very peculiar.

The only way up the mountain is a narrow and steep stone staircase, about 80 centimeters wide, barely enough for one person to walk.

And around it, there are sword mountains, sword trees, and strange rocks, just looking at it, it is very terrifying.

"It is said that standing on the lookout platform, you can see every corner of the world.

But who knew that in order to see what he wanted to see, he would have to pay such a big price?" Chen Feng shook his head helplessly as he looked at the mountains in front of him and the stairs that could not be seen at a glance.

The next moment, Chen Feng raised his feet and climbed the stone stairs to Wangxiang Terrace.

"But if I want to make me the boss of this underworld, I have to make this stone ladder a little wider, it's too narrow!" On the stone ladder, Chen Feng said with a resentful face.

After a while, Chen Feng came to the Wangxiang platform on the top of the mountain.

"The stairs look high, but that's how they go. Chen Feng scratched his nose.

The next moment, the ink-colored words resurfaced in front of Chen Feng's eyes.

“...

Wangxiangtai Restoration Progress: 100%

of Wangxiangtai restoration tasks have been completed.

Rewards:

1. Qualifications to draw the ability [Dream Support].

2. [Hell on Earth] Restore the scene 'Wangxiang Tower', and increase the power of [Hell on Earth].

Note: The host and the creatures in the space designated by the host can use the lookout platform at will.

Chen Feng kept scanning the words in front of him, and finally stopped at the last line.

"Can I use Wangxiangtai?"

Looking at this line of text, Chen Feng exclaimed unconsciously.

Immediately, he no longer hesitated, and stepped directly on the lookout platform with his feet.

Wangxiangtai is said to be a platform, but in fact it is a small pavilion, the shape is similar to the pavilion in many parks in the world, the only difference is the design of the upper width and the lower narrow and the color of the pavilion.

The pavilion as a whole is dark green and blood red, coupled with the environment and depressive feeling in the underworld, it looks more or less crazy.

But it's normal to think about it, this is the underworld, not the human world, why do you look so good?

Chen Feng stood on the Wangxiang Terrace, and the use of the Wangxiang Terrace condensed by ink-colored characters appeared in front of him:

"... Standing on the stage, everything in his heart and thoughts will be reflected in his eyes..."

Thinking of this, Chen Feng slowly closed his eyes, and the faces of all the people in the Shang City Ghost Slayer Team gradually appeared in his mind.

The next moment!

Chen Feng only felt that his eyes were cold, and the scene in front of him jumped from the extremely oppressive underworld space to the funeral shop next to Yuda International Trade Center.

"It's... This thing is too rebellious, isn't it?" Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Chen Feng couldn't help but exclaim.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng's eyes closed again, and the appearance of the parents of this body began to appear in his mind.

However, what he didn't expect was that when he opened his eyes again, there was darkness in front of him, except for nothingness, it was still nothingness.

Chen Feng: (⊙ˍ⊙)?

"What's the matter?How did my parents who looked for this body teleport me to this place where the black light blinds?"

Just when Chen Feng was puzzled, the ink-colored text appeared in front of his eyes out of thin air:

"... Now you, for this place, you can't see, you can't touch, you can't speak, you can't listen..."

Looking at the words in front of him, Chen Feng's pupils suddenly contracted.

In his previous life, as a hardcore bookworm, how could he not know the meaning of this sentence?"

"It seems that the identity of this body's parents is far more special than I imagined. Chen Feng's face was solemn, "What is something that even the Wangxiang Terrace of the underworld can't peep at?"

After a while, Chen Feng simply shook his head, "I can't think of it, it's better to talk about it later."

The soldiers will block the water to cover the earth, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge.

Later, let's talk about it later.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng had a thought and returned to Wangxiangtai.

Looking at the Netherworld in front of him, the corners of Chen Feng's mouth raised, "This world is really more interesting than I imagined!"