Although it's not a ghost, the... mummy on the ground is really scary, isn't it?
Hu Qing looked away and said, "Put it away quickly."
Shui Xin said: "You must respect the deceased."
He held the fire with both hands and burned it carefully. There was no smell of high protein burning. If there was, it would 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 her hand, at such a close distance, she was sure that there were only corpses in front of her.
"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's heart was moved.
The golden body showing its true form was 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 golden body's skull, his expression suddenly changed, and he pulled it.
The heart of the water quickly retreated.
"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 and trapped the inner and outer three layers of the golden body. She scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes. What she saw with her naked eyes and spiritual consciousness was a small secret room, but Hu Qing knew that this was an illusion.
"Illusion." She spat 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.
There was a mountain of corpses and a sea of bones, and the stench was overpowering. There were actually rotting corpses under her feet, and what she stepped on was a belly. The intestines and internal organs flowed out, and they were green. The green rotting 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. Even she was deceived by this illusion. When she opened her eyes again, the fire in her eyes danced. The terrifying scene in front of her receded like water. The floor was still covered with bones, but it was clean.
Many, no corpses or carrion, a tall figure standing in front not far from the center of the water, engaged in a confrontation.
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 and came face to face with the weapon spirit. He rolled up his 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 protection to himself.
But Shui Xin also had the Buddha's light and was stronger than him. In the end, the weapon spirit was beaten to the ground, and Shui Xin calmed down.
He said to Hu Qing: "He is only good at making illusions."
Hu Qing observed from beginning to end and said: "This weapon spirit is a master of illusion, and the demon Buddha fused into it is very capable of defeating it. It was only the friendship and personal grudges of the same sect that restrained the weapon spirit, which allowed you to succeed so quickly.
"
Shui Xin was surprised: "See so much?"
Hu Qing: "If you are a weapon master, you can also see it. There are two faces on the front and back, one is sinister and cunning, and the other is angry and angry. At first glance, it is the fusion of two spiritual bodies. I can see the traces of their fusion.
Signs of a struggle. I don’t know who is trying to devour whom, who is winning and who is losing.”
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 the long tangled hair inside... one plus one is less than two.
It is obvious that two bodies are fused into one body. One of the two arms is obviously thicker and the other is older. The fingers of the thicker arm are very long and the joints are calloused. The fingers of the older hand are rough.
, there is a callus on the palm of the hand.
Hu Qing said to Qi Ling: "Are you a painter? Is the mural outside your work?"
The feminine face on Qi Ling's head was grinning ferociously.
Hu Qing was disgusted: "Silly X."
Qi Ling: "..."
Shui Xin looked at the other face: "Is there anything the little monk can do to help 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. Killing him is my long-cherished wish."
At this time, Jie Jie, with a soft face, laughed: "Wanquan, how many people have you killed with me, and now you don't even want to kill yourself when you kill a donkey?"
In one sentence, Hu Qing was certain that this weapon spirit's IQ was 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."
Feminine face: "I enter Taoism through painting. Immortals, demons, gods and Buddhas all come to life in my paintings. If you kill me, all the ghosts and ghosts in those paintings will die because of you. Are you willing to do so? You know, there is still your teacher there.
Brother, your fellow disciple, your friend."
Wanquan: "Eliminate your obsessions and everything will disappear. I hope you two will make it happen."
Hu Qing waved his hand: "Go quickly, go quickly, 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 demon in her heart. She didn't know what kind of trouble she would get into when she heard the story of the Demon Buddha and the Painter again.
She even stepped back, the bones on the soles of her feet crackling, and she looked at it, oh, it's been too long, it's useless, and it can't be refined into a weapon.
Shui Xin was quite helpless. He had done his duty as entrusted by his seniors, and he also found the weapon spirit distasteful. The evil power was so deep that the young monk was going to give him retribution.
During the fight, he shouted: "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'll help you make some money."
Hu Qing muttered: "It depends on your face."
Yin Rou Lian was attacked from both sides, and while dealing with Shui Xin's attack, she also had to contend with the Mo Buddha who was holding her 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 wall painting, and this is how you repay me?"
Talking about Shui Xin: "Opening the gate of ghosts? 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 comes to look for it himself, he can't find it——"
He didn't utter the last word. He stared wide-eyed and looked at the black hole that appeared on the hand of the man behind him in horror.
The dark hole was one foot square, and the deep aura that overflowed from it clearly belonged 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 on."
As he spoke, the black hole on his hand became smaller and smaller, and then 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 looked at him as if he were a fool. No one can come in? Isn't I standing here alive?
"You are all my food, stay in the painted wall world forever, and become my spirits, hahaha——"
Hu Qing punched her and said, "Haha, sister! You are such an ugly monster. I will personally send you to hell!"
