Although it's not a ghost, the... mummy on the ground is really scary, isn't it?
Hu Qing turned his head away and said, "Put it away quickly."
Shui Xin said, "You have to respect the deceased."
He grabbed a small fire with both hands. When burned lightly, there is no smell of high-protein burning. If there is, it will come out easily.
“Okay, let’s take a look.”
Hu Qing turned around and saw bright golden light. He was surprised: "It turns out to be a golden body. It has been cultivated into a golden body - where did the soul go?"
Holding the ghost gate in his hand, she was so close to her There must be only corpses in front of me.
"No one wants it. If no one wants it, just give it to me and I will make a weapon."
Shui Xin was speechless and turned back to glare at her: "You should respect the Buddha who has cultivated a golden body. "
Hu Qing: "It's just a skin. He doesn't want it himself. I'll make a Buddha treasure for you."
Shui Xin was moved.
The golden body showing its true form is much prettier than the terrifying dark appearance just now. Shui Xin was holding his hand while chanting sutras silently. Hu Qing, an unscrupulous man, directly touched the golden body with his hands. When his fingers touched the skull of the golden body, he suddenly His expression changed, and he pulled Shui Xin back quickly.
“He’s not dead yet.”
Shui Xin was horrified: “Impossible.”
Hu Qing: “Believe me. His soul is here. , if my guess is correct, it should be the weapon spirit."
Please believe in the judgment of a master who has the seal of the Three Emperors. The moment she touched it, the mysterious and mysterious feeling made her immediately figure everything out.
She immediately took action, trapping three layers inside and three outside the golden body. Looking around with sharp eyes, what he saw with his naked eyes and his spiritual consciousness was a small secret room, but Hu Qing knew that this was an illusion.
"Illusion." She spit out two words.
Shui Xin quickly made a secret, and a stream of purple lightning with flames attacked the surroundings. The scriptures were recited from his mouth, and they turned into golden dragons and blasted out.
With a cracking sound, the illusion was shattered and the true appearance was revealed.
This time Hu Qing really burst out.
The mountain of corpses and sea of bones, the stench is overwhelming. There were rotten corpses under her feet. What she stepped on was a belly, with green intestines and internal organs flowing out. The green rotten water soaked the soles of her shoes... vomit.
Shui Xin's calm voice came: "It's still an illusion, don't move."
Hu Qing closed her eyes, what a high-end wall painting, this illusion skill, even her All have been deceived. When he opened his eyes again, the flames in his eyes were pulsing. The terrifying scene before him receded like water. The floor was still covered with bones, but it was much cleaner. There were no corpses or carrion. A tall figure stood in front not far from the center of the water. Confronting.
Hu Qing calmed down and waited for Shui Xin to defeat the weapon spirit.
Without letting her wait long, Shui Xin broke through the second layer of illusion, came face to face with the weapon spirit, rolled up her sleeves and went to work. The weapon spirit didn't seem to expect that a Buddhist disciple would engage in hand-to-hand combat with him, so he quickly added a layer of Buddha's light to protect himself. However, Shui Xin also had Buddha's light and was stronger than him. In the end, the weapon spirit was beaten to the ground, and Shui Xin calmed down.
Said to Hu Qing: "He is only capable of playing with illusions."
Hu Qing observed from beginning to end and said: "This weapon spirit is a master of illusions, and it is integrated into it. The demon Buddha is very capable of fighting, but it was only the friendship between the same sect and personal grudges that restrained the weapon spirit that allowed you to succeed so quickly."
Shui Xin was shocked. Surprised: "Can you see so much?"
Hu Qing: "If you were a weapon master, you could also see it. There are two faces at the front and back, one is sinister and cunning, and the other is angry with all living beings. You can see two faces at a glance. The fusion of two spiritual bodies. I can see signs of struggle between them. I don’t know who wants to devour whom, and who wins and who loses.”
The weapon spirit put together more than just two faces. When they heard Hu Qing's words, both parties were surprised. They got up from the ground and violently pulled off the loose robe, revealing what was entangled inside... one plus one is less than two.
Obviously the two bodies are fused into one body. One of the two arms is obviously thicker and the other is older. The thicker arm has long fingers and calloused joints. The fingers on the older hand are rough and the palms are calloused.
Hu Qing said to Qi Ling: "Are you a painter? Is the mural outside your work your work?"
The feminine face on Qi Ling's head was grinning ferociously.
Hu Qing was disgusted: "Silly X." The weapon spirit: "."
Shui Xin looked at the other face: "Can the little monk be of any help to the master?"
The majestic Buddha's face was calm but seemed to be angry: "Kill the weapon spirit."
"Master——"
"I have become one with him a long time ago, and killing him is my long-cherished wish."
At this time, Jie Jie smiled with a soft face: "Wanquan, how many people have you killed with me, and now you are killing the donkey without even taking your own life?"
In one sentence, Hu Qing was sure of this weapon. Ling's IQ is not high.
Wan Quan said calmly: "I wanted to save you to become a Buddha, but you turned into a demon. Now, I will save you for the last time."
Female face: "I use painting to enter the Tao, and I will transform immortals, demons, gods and Buddhas. They all come to life in my paintings. You kill me. In those paintings The ghosts will die all because of you, are you willing to do so? You must know that there are still your brothers, your classmates, and your friends."
Wan Quan: "Get rid of your obsession, everything will be fine. I hope you two will make it happen.”
Hu Qing waved his hand: "Go, go, don't let them talk."
She didn't want to hear about her love and hate for strangers in the past. After hearing the story of the Ghost Emperor once, she brought out the demons in her heart. Hearing the story of a demonic Buddha and a painter, he didn’t know what kind of trouble he would get into.
She even stepped back, the bones on the soles of her feet crackling. She glanced, oh, it has been too long, it is useless, and it cannot be refined into a weapon.
Shui Xin was quite helpless. He had done his duty as entrusted by his seniors, and he also disliked the weapon spirit. The evil power was so deep that the young monk was going to give him retribution.
During the fight, he yelled: "Don't be idle, send him to hell."
Hu Qing was confused: "He is a weapon spirit, so he can't be considered a ghost. I don't know if Netherworld will accept him."
Shui Xin: "Try it, I can help you make some money."
< br>Hu Qing muttered: "It depends on your face."
Yinrou Lian was attacked from both sides. While dealing with Shui Xin's attack, he also had to contend with the Mo Buddha who was holding him back.
He scolded him: "You and I are one, what good will it do to you if I die? I let your senior brother live a good life in the painting wall. Is this how you repay me?"
Talking about Shui Xin: "Opening the gate of hell? What a big statement. My painted wall world is separated from the way of heaven and transcends yin and yang. Even if the Emperor of Hades came to look for it himself, he would not be able to find it——"
The last word was not uttered, With wide eyes, he looked at the black hole that appeared on the hand of the man behind him in horror.
The dark hole is one foot square, and the deep aura that overflows from it clearly belongs to the netherworld.
This is impossible!
Hu Qing: "Tuck it in, stuff it in."
Shui Xin: "So small? Make it bigger and let the ghost gate suck him in."
Hu Qing: "Hey, hurry up, I can't hold it anymore."
Said As he continued, the black hole on his hand became smaller and smaller, and then, pop, it disappeared.
This place really deceives the way of heaven and avoids the underworld.
The feminine face laughed loudly: "In my painted wall world, I am God, and God says no one can come in."
Hu Qing looked at him like a fool and no one could come in? Isn’t I standing here alive?
“You are all my food, stay in the world of painted walls forever, and become my spirits, hahaha——”
Hu Qing punched me: “Haha, your sister! You ugly monster, I will personally send you to hell!" (End of Chapter)