As the two of them left, the white hair slowly sagged and rested on the emperor's shoulders.

There are no other lives in this secret world, so the "hungry ghosts" naturally ceased.

The world became silent again, but the wind and snow were blowing, which made the quiet atmosphere even stronger.

Suddenly, the tranquility was broken, and the snow drips splashed, the wheelchair was raised, and the four ghosts carried the car and floated deeper into the secret realm.

Along the way, the mountains of Lingmai were undulating, but they were all snow-white when they saw them.

After a while, Xia Yan found a hidden deep valley and slowly fell down.

After he settled down, he flipped his left hand and took out the hearts of two spiritual veins from the wheelchair storage space. As before, he used his energy to break the crystal, pull the spiritual energy, and began to absorb it.

After one incense stick, he sucked two at the same time. After a little sense of feeling, he felt that he was not uncomfortable, so he began to gradually increase the number...

It was not until ten pieces that he felt that he had reached a certain limit, that was, the absorption of ten pieces.

Ten...

Twenty...

Thirty...

...

Three hundred...

...

Four hundred...

...

Xia Yan felt that the out-of-control power in his body was slowly being balanced, but it was far from enough.

He continues to absorb.

It was not until the 900th that he felt that the balance was about to be reached.

He continues to absorb...

Nine hundred and ten...

Nine hundred and twenty...

...

Nine hundred and fifty...

Xia Yan stopped moving and analyzed: "No, it's still not enough... Even if I absorbed all the remaining fifty-eight pieces, I still couldn't reach a complete balance."

“This equivalent...is really accurate.

I mysteriously turned into a battlefield. The price of an impermanent bow should require about one thousand,100 spiritual veins to balance..."

He was silent for a moment and suddenly grabbed a golden rope from the void, which was a magic rope tied up.

He grabbed the black and white hair with his left hand, and tied the magic rope in his right hand was already eager to try.

As soon as Xia Yan let go, the magic rope tied up directly, tied his hair into a bunch, forming a simple braid, hanging behind him.

The magic rope tied up and then the golden light grew, and the ghost energy on the white hair was checked and balanced.

However... the yin energy was too strong, and the magic rope tied up gradually dimmed in the process of confronting it, turning into a seemingly ordinary black hair ring.

Xia Yan closed his eyes and felt the state of his hair.

"A relatively stable balance has not been reached, but it's too soon, and it's still a little bit... Then, continue..."

Nine hundred and sixty...

Nine hundred and seventy...

Nine hundred and eighty...

Nine hundred and ninety...

"It's OK..."

He stopped.

This time, his physical state had reached a balance that satisfies him.

Although he was not completely controlled, as long as he did not fall into a state of too weak, his gray hair would not lose control.

Although this is still in a not very stable state, it is the best result.

"There are eighteen spiritual veins left." Xia Yan let out a long sigh, feeling a little scared in his heart, "If it weren't for the unexpected ghost cultivator coming to trade this time, it would be really unsolvable, but I also gained a lot...

My eldest brother is right, but my temperament is too crazy. I move forward without leaving any way out, hurting others and yourself, but there are also pros and cons...

It’s just the next time, you need to think more carefully.”

He paused for a moment and murmured, "But why do those ghost cultivators call me Baidi?

Who is Baidi?"

He naturally couldn't imagine that this was a magical assist given by the poor, weak and helpless teacher...

After all, how can Nan Wanxiang look like a slut teammate...

While thinking, Xia Yan suddenly felt his mind and a familiar feeling came out.

He said softly, raised his left hand in confusion, and said to himself: "My left hand seems to have changed again. Is this the "improvement" brought about by a stronger balance?"

...

Xia Yan felt interested in his heart. With an experimental attitude, he raised his left hand and gently pressed it on the wheelchair.

Three thoughts rushed into my mind:

——【After the second mysterious transformation, you can get the gluttony chair】

——【Make the wheelchair mysterious and belong to me】

——【The cost of mystery is equivalent to the heart of ninety spiritual veins】

...

【Glutty Chair】

【Function 1: It seems to be a wheelchair, but it only hides storage space and can store items】

【Effect 2: It can devour all attacks, but due to digestion problems, it is best to devour only once a day, otherwise it is easy to cause problems that the items cannot be removed from the wheelchair]

Xia Yan felt the prompt that "equivalent to the heart of ninety spiritual veins" and whispered softly: "This time, the price can be quantified...it will be very helpful to me."

But, ninety pieces...can't afford to consume.

...

His left hand continued to press on the bronze ghost face.

Three messages came:

——【After the first mysterious transformation, you can obtain the mysterious ghost face】

——【Make the ghost mask mysterious and belong to me】

——【The price of mystery is equivalent to the heart of a spiritual vein】

...

【Mysterious Ghost Face】

【Function: It still seems to be an ordinary copper mask, but when you wear it, you can completely become the same as another person】

"Another person? What kind of person?"

However, there is no subsequent information response.

Xia Yan was a little moved for a moment.

After all, the identity of the emperor is really not suitable for being a ghost cultivator, which will bring endless troubles.

Even if you wear a mask, the wheelchair will always be with you. Those who are interested will definitely discover the truth gradually and even use the truth again.

"A spiritual vein heart doesn't seem to be very expensive..."

Xia Yan's voice suddenly stopped, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, "Xia Yan, Xia Yan, if you hadn't used the mysterious power to put away this battlefield, it would be easier for you to obtain the heart of the spiritual vein under the attacks of many demons.

One is already very precious.”

"Look at it again."

...

He took out a fire stick with his left hand and tried it.

【Mysterious Fire Fold】, the price of a spiritual vein heart

【Function: It is still an ordinary fire slicing, but when you blow it continuously within twelve hours, the flames blown will become bigger and bigger until you burn yourself to death]

"Maybe there are some strategic uses, but I'm not afraid of the flames... I'd better forget it for the time being.
To be continued...