I am rich in the fairy world

The poor, feminine face was still smiling, and he gave him a round of applause with his fists. If he was not a spirit now, he would have had no chance of saving his teeth.

Hu Qing was a genuine martial immortal, and his close combat ability was far beyond what Shui Xin, a monk who learned from others in the Cunzhong Realm could achieve. After a round of punches and kicks, even the demon Buddha behind him couldn't avoid being bruised and battered, and the Danqing master was in an even more horrible state.

Cursing and swearing, the ghost gate opened, and the breath of the underworld rushed towards him. The painter was so frightened that he stepped back and was tripped by the hands and feet of the demon Buddha. He was angry, and countless screams of evil spirits floated outside. The ghost gate was forcibly flattened by the power of the painting wall.

The demon Buddha was furious: "You refuse to repent! I will drag you to hell now!"

The painter: "I am the master, you must listen to me. I now - order you to die!"

The devil's face suddenly turned purple. He was no pushover and fought back with all his might, causing the painter's face to also turn purple.

Hu Qing's face darkened. He slapped the Danqing Master with his palm, dug his fingers into his body, and opened the ghost gate on the spot.

Taunt: "Are you stupid? The gate of hell is in my hands. Wherever my hands are, the gate of hell will open."

A black hole appeared in his body, and the irresistible suction force sucked him in quickly, little by little. The Danqing Master was terrified: "No, no! I can give you anything you want! Ah, no——"

The Buddha's light shines everywhere in the water, and when the scriptures are recited, there is a bright light all around, as if it is a pure and prosperous age.

The Demon Buddha finally thanked him and also thanked Hu Qing.

The gates of hell...are not closed.

A familiar voice came: "You have so much resentment, why don't you take it all in?"

Hu Qing accepted the order: "Hey hey."

She bowed and went out. Without the control of the spirit, the aura of the entire painted wall world was no longer covered. She followed the resentment and went out. The ghost door in her hand was like an imperial decree, sucking up whatever she raised it to. Uh, it seemed more like a vacuum cleaner?
In any case, she sucked up every corner, including the bone land, the empty hell, the painted wall outside, and the outermost area of ​​monsters and demons. At first she was still counting, but later she gave up and just used the word "countless" to summarize.

I don’t know how long this painted wall has been there, but it actually hides so many souls.

In order to improve Youming's favorability, Hu Qing tried her best. She was not so careful and thorough when she cleaned the house back then. She went back and forth three times, and even when the Ghost Gate closed by itself, she was still checking if there were any blind spots.

By the time she thought of Shui Xin, the atmosphere in the painted wall world had become very clean.

Shui Xin sat bored under a tree and watched her walk around for several times but couldn't see her. Finally, she had to speak up: "I'm here, where are you looking?"

Hu Qing lowered his head: "Why are you here? Well, are you done with your work?" He pulled his clothes and rummaged through them.

Shui Xin raised her hands: "There is no ghost. There is no ghost on me, really. Hey, hey, stop."

Hu Qing shook his hand and sat down: "Thanks to you, I have accumulated another merit. By the way, the spirit of the weapon is gone, and this painted wall——"

Shui Xin didn't care: "A painted wall is still a painted wall, just take care of it slowly. Do you want to hear a story?"

Hu Qing choked and didn't want to listen, but he couldn't refuse gossip.

Shui Xin went on to say: "That artifact spirit is a painter. He created this mural and became obsessed with it, voluntarily becoming an artifact spirit."

Hu Qing: "Who is the owner of the weapon?"

Shui Xin: "An ancient temple."

Hu Qing nodded.

"Later, something happened in the ancient temple and many people died. Their souls entered the painted wall. At that time, the painted wall was still a Buddhist treasure. Later, it was displaced and changed hands several times. As a result, the painter became possessed by the devil. The devil Buddha was the heir of the ancient temple. He pursued the painted wall. In order to save his fellow disciples, he fought with the painter. In the end, in order to control him and destroy the painted wall, he had to separate his soul and merge with his body."

Shui Xin said it very simply, but the process must be complicated and dangerous, otherwise where would so many wronged souls come from.

"The painter is very cunning and very good at guessing people's minds. After he became a spirit, he became the god of this world but regretted losing his freedom. He killed people to fill his painting wall while trying to control the masters."

Hu Qing's eyes lit up. Shui Xin: "He made big promises to Wan Quan and helped Wan Quan kill many demons. He wanted to control Wan Quan's mind and turn him into his puppet. Wan Quan had been on guard against him, but still fell into his trap, and in the end -" He clapped his hands and turned away.

Hu Qing: "Is his method of controlling the master to become a puppet reliable?"

Shui Xin: "I should ask you. You are the professional."

Hu Qing groaned, "In theory, it's impossible. When the master of a weapon becomes a puppet, he is no longer an independent person and is not qualified to be the master of a weapon. However, this Danqing Master has entered the weapon and become a weapon spirit, and he dares to plot against the master. This is obviously against the rules. I have to discuss this with my little cuties."

Shui Xin: "... Discuss how to betray you?"

Hu Qing smiled: "There is no need to betray them. I hope they can be independent and each of them can stand on their own. I am in need of people, you know."

Shui Xin admired: "You advised me to kill the demon body, but you yourself are still a container spirit."

The world of the painted wall is now very clean, all the spaces are accessible, the corridor still has the old pictures, the mountains of swords and the sea of ​​fire of hell are still there, the bones in the bone space are melted by the heart of water, and the golden body of the devil Buddha is also transformed into golden light and dissolved in this world as the soul enters the ghost gate.

The monsters and demons outside are constantly reproducing. Hu Qing has tried the poisonous miasma from the demons and found that it still has the effect of refining the body.

Envious of Shui Xin's army: "If I had an army like this, I would be invincible."

Shui Xin told her to be polite: "Come on, transfer them all to your space."

Hu Qing immediately laughed dryly: "Don't take away what others love."

Shui Xin: Hypocrisy.

Hu Qing: "I don't like capturing souls to make spirits of weapons." After saying that, he looked at Shui Xin without saying anything.

Shui Xin was helpless: "I don't know how to capture souls to make spirits."

Hu Qing: "Even if the soul wants it, you should not be greedy."

Shui Xin's mouth twitched. How could this be called being cheap?

"Alright, alright, I won't give anyone the chance to plot against me, alright." She said, "You've even contracted an ice demon. He's no weaker than you."

Hu Qing beat his chest and stamped his feet, crying to the sky: "So I was plotted against. The bloody example is right in front of you. You should learn from my mistakes."

Shui Xin comforted her: "How about you give me a seed of your spirit as a backup plan."

The two looked at each other, neither of them trusting each other. It wasn't that they were unsure about the other's character, but rather - they were both in trouble and it was hard to say who would get into trouble first.

Otherwise, how come they get along so well? They are both accident victims.

After painting the wall, the tiles did not change much on the outside. Hu Qing took them in his hand and looked at them for a long time: "Is that ancient temple in the fairyland or the devilland?"

Shui Xin: "I don't know. It happened a long, long time ago."

The demon body: "What are you talking about?" He raised his chin and said, "Ugly thing, name a price, sell this fire to me."

Hu Qing put her hand on her waist, and a big knife slowly took shape under her hand. She laughed, "Ugly freak, come and rob me if you have the guts."

As long as he strikes first, she is acting in self-defense!

As soon as the demon moved, Shui Xin forcibly took it back and put it in solitary confinement.

Hu curled his lips: "Troublemaker."

Shui Xin: "I still need him." (End of this chapter)