Hu Qing thought that such important news would always shake them, but unexpectedly, they were as calm as if they had never heard of it.
"It's too late for us to reincarnate now. My son, please do your best and send us on our way. We can feel it ourselves. Only you can send us to reincarnation."
Hu Qing is also clueless.
I could only read the encyclopedia of ghost cultivators on the spot, while joking: "Everyone, I am really a good person. You must know that you are all big pills. If I swallow you, I'm afraid I won't be able to ascend in the daytime. I will let you go so happily, here we are.
Yin Cao, I have to show my merits well. I will go there one day and hope to be entertained."
The souls all pouted at her: "What unlucky words you said. It's better for the monk to live a long life."
He also joked with her: "Okay, I will say good things about you. Please be kind to Yin Cao. If you are about to be beaten to death, I hope Yin Cao will immediately open the road to hell and lead you down, so as to save your soul."
Laughing and joking, making jokes.
I found a way to open the ghost door. It is difficult to open the ghost door, and you need to consume your own soul power. However, one person's soul power is of little use, and it is difficult to shake the ghost door. Usually, those with powerful souls can only open a crack by using themselves as sacrifices, and
The time is very short, sending in one or two ghosts is not bad.
There are tens of thousands of souls, and Hu Qing's death ten thousand times is not enough.
I finally understand why I left that little merit for her.
Because you knock on the door with merit, the door of hell will be opened immediately.
Surprised or not? Unexpected?
Juanbu felt distressed: "That's why I said merit is so hard to come by that you can't even ask for it."
It seems that he wants to give it all up. Why? It was so hard to get it, but it was just a passing hand. This side of Tiandao is really good, and he digs it to death.
Hu Qing looked at the rune that invited the door to the underworld, and drew it over and over again with his spiritual consciousness, copying it in his mind, hoping that he would be able to complete it when he actually did it.
Once, twice, three times, many times
The souls did not dare to make a sound, an endless coercion that made their souls tremble was generated invisibly, and they did not dare to move.
Hu Qing was completely immersed in copying, until she could shape it with her soul power without looking at the drawing. She said "OK" in her heart and had to withdraw her mind to write.
Unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred.
The drawings copied out of thin air in the sea of consciousness suddenly glowed with golden light. There were wrong strokes, half-missed ones, crooked ones, and painted ones, all falling towards the ones that were copied successfully in the end, one layer after another.
It is automatically corrected and finally assembled into a perfect summoning talisman.
The door of hell is open——
Hu Qing finally reacted and shouted: "No, no, this is my sea of consciousness, I can't -"
Crunch, crunch, crunch——
There was a bone-aching sound of the heavy door opening from behind the rune, and at the same time, a gloomy and cold breath rushed out from behind the rune, sweeping across the sea of consciousness in an instant. The space and the blood evil bead were ruthless, and they immediately escaped far, far away
To the farthest edge of the Sea of Consciousness, I cannot shrink away.
Hu Qing was so angry that her liver trembled. This was a good way to recognize her as the master!
She also wanted to escape but couldn't move.
The summoning talisman was right in front of her, and she faced the ghost gate directly at the front. The cold wind blew, and her hair and eyelashes were covered with frost.
Frost flowers condensed bit by bit and were flying around. Hu Qing slowly turned around and saw the souls huddled together behind him. He suddenly opened his eyes wide: Aren't you cold?
The souls were in good condition, clean and decent, with no sign of being frozen.
Being stared at by her, all the souls felt guilty and laughed dryly: "Well, we are dead souls and you are living souls, that's why you feel cold."
Tired of heart, discrimination, blatant discrimination of life and death!
Hu Qing turned around numbly, and the golden runes flowed and turned, outlining the image of a door in the sea of consciousness. When the golden light dimmed, the door became concrete and vivid.
The soul-locking pillar, the soul-hooking chain, and the impermanent hand on the broken stone.
Impermanent hands!
Two pale and slender hands grabbed the crack of the door. The closed eyes of the ghost beasts carved on the two thick ghost doors suddenly opened. The next moment, the ghost beasts came to life and jumped onto the soul-locking pillars on both sides of the ghost door, pulling
The soul hook chain pulls the ghost door open.
A translucent figure stood in the middle of the open ghost door, a cold wind blew in from behind him, and heavy snow fell from the sea of consciousness.
It was dark inside the ghost gate, and the sea of consciousness was bright, but Hu Qing could not see clearly what the figure looked like.
She immediately lowered her body, lowered her head, and raised her voice: "Junior, please bow down and respectfully send all seniors off on their way."
Go, go, go, we'll freeze to death, freeze to death, freeze to death.
She wanted to go aside, but her feet were nailed to death and she couldn't move, so she could only face the ghost gate and worship.
He quietly raised his head and saw that the figure standing in the middle of the ghost gate was motionless.
What does this mean? Rejection? Don’t bring this, I can’t stand the second time...
There was wind blowing beside her, and on both sides, souls flew towards the ghost gate from both sides of her.
"My dear, thank you very much."
"Baby, take care of it."
"Baby, bless you."
"My child, wholeheartedly follow the Tao."
"My dear, be careful."
"My dear, all your wishes come true."
"My dear, God bless you."
"Baby."
One person left a blessing for her, and Hu Qing each responded with a thank you. There were more than 10,000 people, more than 10,000 blessings, and more than 10,000 thanks. Hu Qing said so hard that her voice became hoarse. The last soul drifted into the ghost gate.
, the dark wind suddenly stopped, the ghost beast jumped back to the ghost door, the chains clattered, creaked, and the ghost door closed, faded, and disappeared.
From the beginning to the end, the figure inside the ghost gate did not move or make a sound.
Silk cloth: "Hey, let's go."
Hu Qing half-crouched and gritted his teeth: "I'm frozen."
Silk cloth: "Oh my god, it's so scary. How can you open a ghost gate in your sea of consciousness?"
Hu Qinghen said: "How do I know? Space, blood evil, ruthless, get over here!"
I’m so angry that I betrayed the Lord at a critical moment! A bunch of heartless people!
"Aren't you saying that you respect me after you recognize your master? What do they mean? In fact, you don't recognize your master at all, right?"
After shouting for a long time, no one came, and Hu Qing became even more angry.
Silk sermon said: "Don't be angry. They are in your sea of consciousness. Why have they betrayed the Lord? They are also afraid. Maybe they are frozen like you."
Hu Qing was so angry that he looked at the sea of consciousness and felt extremely distressed.
The monk's sea of consciousness is an empty alien space, and nothing can be brought in except the items bound by the soul and the power of the soul. The stronger the soul, the larger the space of the sea of consciousness. The power of the soul may be like clouds or water.
of filling.
Hu Qing's sea of consciousness is very large, storing a layer of water and covering it with fog. The water is very thin and the fog is very light.
Juanbu said that after she successfully practiced the Spring God Art, her sea of consciousness would become a sea and the sky would be vast. While praising her for being better than the monks of the same period, she also reminded her that her level was similar to that of a child in the fairy world.
It can be said that a compliment means a slap in the face.
When the Ghost Gate is open, heavy snow falls as far as an arm's length away. The snow falls silently, and a circle of snow floats around the Ghost Gate. When the Ghost Gate is closed, the snow piles next to it are as high as Hu Qing.
Hu Qing stared at the snow, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the snow seemed too shiny, like ice.
When she got over the cold, she walked over and touched it. She was surprised that the snow had turned into ice.
