Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 998 The Power of the Ghost Gate ([-])

Hu Qing was so angry that he had no choice but to explain to him: "Didn't it happen to me in Chamu Bay? I got merit for saving people in the next city. Later, I was alone in the ancient cemetery and summoned the ghost door. I sent away tens of thousands of ghosts. That time, I also saw the Yin Envoy. That time I opened the gate of ghosts, and used up all the merits. Oh, there is a little left, I have absorbed it long ago."

Shui Xin nodded slightly, the story seemed reasonable.

"I thought it was over when it was over. Who knows it's over, I just found out just now. There are so many ghosts here, I——have a reaction!"

Shui Xin was expressionless, what a hell reaction!

Hu Qing: "I sensed the call of the ghost gate. The ghost gate told me that as long as I have a little merit, it will come and help me solve the big trouble."

Shui Xin hehe: "I'm right next to you, if you're looking for ghosts, you're looking for me."

Hu Qingqi, of course you are looking for me because the ghost gate of the ghost spirit secretly left a small mark in my soul!She doesn't even know!
Silk cloth: So I was targeted, but I didn't realize it.

Hu Qing was depressed, her soul, her sea of ​​consciousness, the ruthless silk blood beads and the space had fought a big fight, almost lifted her celestial spirit cover, but she couldn't find that the gate of ghosts had left a mark .

It made her feel bonded, and it felt terrible.

As soon as the tall ghost gate appeared, it pierced Juwei's ghost formation. The [-]-meter-high ghost gate cast a thick black shadow in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Hu Qing faced the miniature ghost gate with the size of a fingernail in the sea of ​​consciousness, and knelt down: "The merit will arrive soon, please don't open it here, can you open it outside, old man?"

"Ah, the master summoned the gate of ghosts." Many people exclaimed one after another: "That's great."

"no, do not want--"

Hu Zhuzhu: "This is the name of Phoenix."

He also read along with it.

The gates of ghosts were fully opened, the wind was howling, and the snowflakes were chopped and cut as hard as a blade.

Then Shui Xin immediately waved his hands to the sky, and danced with a whirring dance, dancing with a thousand-handed treasure, closing his eyes and asking his heart, murmuring silently, and there was a faint sound of supreme beauty.

Hu Huahua looked at this and that, shrank her head, and meditated too.He can't read scriptures, but pretends he can.

The ghost energy disappears, the formation breaks down, and the night falls, but everyone still dare not move, just because the ghost gate has not disappeared.

Hu Nuan thought for a while, then sat cross-legged while holding the Seven Star Sword, and began to recite sutras along with Shui Xin.

Creaking and creaking, the ghost gate was half opened, and the crowd and demons looked at the tall black figure that appeared inside the gate in amazement.

Hu Zhuzhu sighed: "What a little girl, what kind of Buddhist scriptures are you reading?"

Hu Qing was pretending to be in a coma, unfortunately he couldn't see if it was his acquaintance from last time.

Shui Xin laughed angrily, does it affect you when you think about it?Deliberately said: "Anyway, I always need a reason to fall out with Menli."

The gate of ghosts is still open, the envoy is still standing in the center of the gate, ghost beasts are pulling chains on the pillars, clattering
What do you mean?
Is there anything else the ghost messenger wants to tell you?
You keep talking.

Hu Qing: "." Buddha, it is not easy for you to have such a disciple.

Shui Xin listened and hugged her tightly.

Hu Zhuzhu flapped her wings: "Gah——"

As soon as the ghost door came out, all living beings were shocked.

Hu Nuan was very dissatisfied: "Mom, Uncle, what are you trying to hide from me?" Are you still a family?
Hu Huahua nodded: "Well, children must not be able to listen."

The three lazy guys in the Hateful Sea of ​​Consciousness all stood aside and turned their backs, obviously they didn't want to care about it.

pissed her off.

The ghost gate gained merit and recharged successfully. It flickered in the sea of ​​Hu Qingzhi, flew out with a swish, landed heavily, and stirred up three feet of dust.

The miniature ghost gate jumped, nonsense, there are no ghosts here, of course I want to go out.

Ahem, the two turned their heads at the same time, and three pairs of big eyes stared at them.

Creaking, the ghost beasts on the ghost gate jumped to the pillars on both sides, stretched out their thin stick-boned arms to pull the chains, the heavy ghost gate opened a crack, and the dark wind from the underworld swept out and swept the space, snowflakes falling.

Shui Xin patted her on the head very satisfied, and said through voice transmission: "You pretend to be dizzy, and lean on me honestly. It happens that I cast a spell, so it's like I summoned the gate of ghosts. How can I give you merit?"

"Hehe, I thought your backstage didn't want you anymore."

I don't know how long it took, the snowflakes stopped and fell down, melting into the black water, and the dark wind howled and circled, sweeping the black water on the ground into the ghost gate.The Yin Envoy who couldn't see his face stood in the middle, the black water split into two streams and passed by him, his black robe was as heavy as a gold stone, and the corners of his clothes were not lifted.

Silk cloth persuaded her: "As long as you solve the difficulties in front of you. You are not contracted once or twice."

Shui Xin: "You let the ghost gate come to me. The ghost gate is much more serious than an old and immortal Juwei. If the world knows that you can call the ghost gate, you can't even die."

"As long as I'm dead skinned, they won't be able to get rid of the relationship."

Hu Qing was taken aback: "You are a monk, pay attention to the influence."

Shui Xin circulated the merits from the meridians to the place where Hu Qing buried his head, a string of golden light spots slipped from his skin and slipped into Hu Qing's heart, as if there was something attracted inside.

"I am a disciple of Buddhism."

The ghosts screamed and retreated further, but they were swept by the dark wind and fell to the ground losing their strength, turning into a heavy mist.

Hu Qing: "."

Hu Qing: "Zhuzhu, what do you call a duck?"

The man and the demon stood in place, but the ghost screamed and backed away more terrified than encountering the sky thunder. For a while, the circle of the ghost gate was extremely clean. monk.

Hu Qing's heart throbbed in pain, it was the ghost gate urging her, not only urging her, but also disturbing her sea of ​​consciousness, this was threatening her!

The ghostly formation that traps everyone is now trapping all the ghosts. The ghost gate attracts and frightens ghosts, making the underground ghosts and ghosts irresistibly appear and execute.

Hu Qing also laughed angrily: "Can my appearance be the reason for you to betray Buddhism?"

Sanzhangchen is no exaggeration.

Think about the gold-swallowing beast, think about that egg in space, does she have multiple masters?Thank you masters for living in harmony and not conflicting.

The wind poured in more, and snowflakes danced wildly in the formation. Everyone felt the coldness and sharpness soaked from their bones, and mobilized their spiritual and soul power to resist.Fortunately, Yinfeng did not attack them.

She sighed: "I don't know how to do it, that's my uncle, please don't move me."

She weakly buried her face on Shui Xin's shoulder, sad, no one in the family was normal.

"Send it to my forehead."

"You can do it?"

Shui Xin: "Maybe I'm blind."

Shui Xin: On the road.

Hu lightly gritted his teeth, could it be that the languages ​​of the two worlds are not fluent?Can't you say anything?

She closed her eyes, hummed to indicate that she woke up, and glanced at the ghost gate, but before she could reach the ghost, her heart was shocked——

Somewhere nearby, a blast of air blasted and dust splashed, followed by a jet of water rushing out.

On the water column, a cloud of black mist squirmed.

Hu Qing: My God, Xuan Yao!
(End of this chapter)