When a sick and weak girl masters the clone of a strange beast

Chapter 385: The Ghost King's Unfortunate Girl

huh~~
Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and Chang Yue and the little monk blinked subconsciously.

When they opened their eyes again, they found that the scene around them had changed.

slap~
The sound of burning candles came, and Chang Yue found herself in a room. The room was red, with red silk everywhere, and a pair of dragon and phoenix candles burning quietly.

Sitting on the bed not far away was a bride in wedding clothes. Her head was covered with a red hijab, making her appearance unclear.

"Matchmaker, why don't you think His Majesty is here yet?"

Suddenly the bride spoke, and her charming voice made Chang Yue shiver unconsciously.

Matchmaker? Who is that?

Chang Yue lowered her head and found that she was dressed like a maid.

So...she's talking to me?

Chang Yue wanted to move, but found that he was bound by an unknown force and could not move no matter what.

"Matchmaker? Why don't you say anything?" the bride asked again.

Break it for me! Changyue shouted in her heart!
Suddenly, the golden lotus bloomed behind the long moon, and golden light suddenly appeared, and the bride was illuminated by the golden light.

"Ahhhh! Damn it, matchmaker, how dare you hurt me. You really have unwanted thoughts about His Majesty, right? Right?"

The bride screamed and moved away from Changyue. At the same time, the hijab on her head was lifted, revealing a beautiful but extremely pale face.

Wraith! And it’s a resentful spirit at the peak of the Lingtai realm! Changyue exclaimed in her heart.

Under the influence of Zhen'e Golden Lotus, Chang Yue regained her mobility.

At this time, the door of the room opened with a clang, and the young monk hurriedly walked in. He was wearing a wedding dress, and it was obvious that he was the one who was going to marry the female resentful spirit.

"Sister, sister! What's going on?" The little monk ran to Changyue and asked, holding up two wide sleeves.

The wedding dress was an adult wedding dress, and it didn't fit the little monk at all. The hat was even worn crookedly, which looked very funny.

As soon as the female resentful spirit saw the young monk, her originally fierce expression suddenly faded away. She looked at the young monk affectionately and said, "Your Majesty, you are finally here. Today is a happy day for you and me. I am finally yours." Already..."

The little monk was confused after hearing this, "Are you talking to me? Who are you? I don't know you!"

His words caused a moment of astonishment on the bride's face.

"Your Majesty, what are you talking about? I am Qing'er, I am Qing'er!" Her face became crazy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The little monk continued to shake his head, "I don't know anyone from Qing'er Yu'er."

The resentful spirit named Qing'er was completely angry.

"Ho ho ho~~~" She raised her head and laughed, "Sure enough, sure enough! Your Majesty, you have fallen in love with the matchmaker, so you want to abandon your concubine? Is that right?"

After saying that, I saw her figure flicker, and in the blink of an eye she was in front of Chang Yue, stretching out a sharp claw to pinch Chang Yue's neck.

"Then I will have no choice but to kill the matchmaker!"

Of course, Chang Yue would not sit still and wait for death. The Zhen'e Golden Lotus behind her once again erupted with intense golden light. At the same time, one lotus stem was drawn out and slapped hard on Qing'er.

"what!"

Qing'er screamed and flew backwards, hitting the wall hard. At the same time, an ugly black spot appeared on her originally beautiful face due to the golden light.

She held her face and screamed, "Ah! My face! My face! Your Majesty will dislike it! You will dislike it! Your Majesty, don't look at me, don't look at me!"

Suddenly she looked at Chang Yue sinisterly, her eyes flashing with a red light of resentment, and the next second, the surrounding scenery changed.

The originally brand-new bridal chamber turned into a dilapidated palace. The decaying trees and flowers, and the collapsed red tiles of the palace walls showed the loneliness here.

But it can be seen from the furnishings and layout that this place was once a luxurious and majestic palace.

Qing'er, the resentful spirit in the sky, also changed her appearance. Her beautiful face became completely dry, and her gray hair was flying in the air like a spiritual snake.

At this time, Qing'er's aura became extremely fierce.

shhhhhh! ! !
A sound broke through the air, and Qing'er's long hair turned into spears and attacked Chang Yue.

Changyue didn't flinch, and the Zhen'er Golden Lotus shot out lotus stems from behind and got entangled with the long hair.

The Zhen'e Golden Lotus exuded a divine radiance, suppressing the scarlet resentment on the long hair. Suddenly, the hair made a tingling sound, as if the darkness and filth were displayed under the scorching sun, quickly melting away.

The wedding clothes on the little monk's body also disappeared. He muttered something in his mouth, then stretched out his finger, and a golden beam of light shot out from his fingertips, instantly piercing Qing'er's shoulder.

Qing'er looked at the young monk in disbelief, "Your Majesty, you hurt me..."

Divine gold...

Facing Qing'er's hurt eyes, the little monk shuddered and muttered silently in his heart.

"It's all you! It's all because of you!" Qing'er turned to look at Changyue with an even fiercer gaze.

None of my business! Divine gold!
Changyue also complained silently in her heart, what is the brain circuit of this resentful spirit? Thinking like this, she got a black bone bow in her hand.

He bent his bow and nocked an arrow, and the arrow formed by the power of the sun emerged.

The power of Zhiyang also restrains Yin energy.

At the same time, a short bow appeared in the little monk's hand, and golden Buddha light condensed on the tip of the arrow.

Tianxin archery, heart arrows kill demons!
call out!
As the sound of breaking through the air sounded, two arrows shot at Qing'er at the same time.

Seeing this, Qing'er let out a scream of pain, and then the terrifying resentment surged around her, forming two thick barriers to block the incoming arrows.

At the same time, Chang Yue and the little monk flashed at the same time, and came to Qing'er's side in the blink of an eye. Chang Yue raised the black-bone bow and cut Qing'er's throat with the bow string. The little monk raised the demon pestle and struck fiercely. The ground knocked on Qing'er's Tianling Cap.

After all, Qing'er was a strong person at the pinnacle of the Lingtai realm. Even if she was restrained by Chang Yue and the little monk, she couldn't be defeated so easily.

I saw terrifying fluctuations rippling around her, and waves of Yin Qi swept away like a wave. The little monk and Chang Yue were instantly bounced away, and even the two arrows were shot out and hit the two palaces. Go up and shoot down the two palaces in an instant.

Bang!
Changyue was thrown away and hit a palace wall, knocking a hole out of the palace wall.

But when the little monk was thrown out, Qing'er immediately flew over with a nervous look on her face, caught him, and asked worriedly:

"Your Majesty, are you okay? Are you okay? Qing'er didn't mean to hurt you, not intentionally!"

The little monk was so moved that he had goosebumps all over his body. He immediately knocked the magic pestle over and Qing'er was immediately knocked away.

Qing'er, who fell to the ground, looked at the little monk with an accusing look on her face, "Why? Why? Why is Your Majesty always so cruel to me? What did I do wrong?"

The young monk said: "You have recognized the wrong person, I am not your Majesty!"

Qing'er shook her head with tears in her eyes, "Impossible, I can't admit my mistake to Your Majesty. It has been fifty thousand years, fifty thousand years. I have been waiting here for Your Majesty, year after year... I have never admitted my mistake. !” “You have recognized the wrong person, you have recognized the wrong person!” The young monk shook his head desperately.

The young monk's denial made Qing'er even more sad. Gradually, she began to lose control. Her expression became ferocious, her eyes lost their pupils and turned black and red. At the same time, a large amount of yin and resentment around her gathered towards her and was absorbed by her. .

"Ahhhh~~~"

With a scream, she completely turned into a monster, and her human form was completely unrecognizable.

"Die, die to me!"

Qing'er turned into a monster and became extremely huge. She was suspended in mid-air, and all the palaces below became tiny things. She raised her hand and patted it, and countless palaces turned into powder in an instant.

Upon seeing this, Changyue and the little monk quickly flew away, but Qing'er's huge palm swatted at the two of them like swatting flies. She lost her mind and no longer held her hand against the little monk.

Bang~~
Changyue raised her black bone bow to hold up Qing'er's giant palm. Golden lotus bloomed behind her, and the lotus stem turned into a spear and pierced her palm, climbed up her arm, and wrapped around her arm.

"what!!!"

The pain made Qing'er scream, and the sound waves generated rolled in, shaking more palaces.

The little monk also used the Golden Bowl of Ten Thousand Buddhas to block Qing'er's attack. He recited Buddhist sutras, and the golden Buddhist scriptures were used as chains to wrap around Qing'er's arms and spread to her body.

The pain caused by Fowen's purification and the pain caused by Zhen'e Golden Lotus' suppression of evil spirits made Qing'er struggle with a distorted face, but the restraint of Zhen'e Golden Lotus and Fowen's restraint on her was so powerful that she couldn't break free for a while.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

Qing'er kept shouting.

With a stabbing sound, one of Qing'er's arms was torn off under the pull of Zhen'e Golden Lotus, and countless Yin Qi spurted out of her body.

Seeing this, Chang Yue opened her palms, and a holy epiphyllum slowly rotated in her palms.

She stretched out her hand and said, "Go!"

The epiphyllum suddenly turned into a ray of white light and entered Qing'er's body along the wound of her broken arm.

That night-blooming cereus was naturally the Udumbara, which had the ability to absorb and transform impure forces, and resentment was a type of impure energy.

On the other hand, Yin Qi is not. Pure Yin Qi is just a kind of force between heaven and earth. Just like Yang Qi, everything in heaven and earth is divided into Yin and Yang. Yin Qi and Yang Qi are both indispensable forces in heaven and earth.

In essence, Taiyin Qi is also a type of Yin Qi, while Zhiyang Qi is a type of Yang Qi, but they are closer to the essence of power than ordinary Yin Qi and Yang Qi, and are also more ancient and primitive.

As soon as the Supreme Saint Youtan entered Qing'er's body, he began to absorb the resentment in her body. She wanted to struggle, but Changyue controlled the Zhen'er Golden Lotus to restrain her waist.

The young monk continued to chant sutras, and the number of sutras was increasing. Not only that, he also summoned Xuan Ming to help him recite sutras.

Soon Qing'er was surrounded by golden Buddhist inscriptions, trapping her in it like a cage. As long as she touched the Buddhist inscriptions, she would immediately seem to be burned, and her body would turn into silk threads. The wisps of Yin Qi dissipated.

As time went by, the resentment in Qing'er's body became less and less, and her body size also became smaller and smaller, gradually returning to her human form.

I don't know how long it took, but her will gradually returned.

When she saw Xuan Mingzhi, her eyes burst into bright light.

"Your Majesty! It's really...it's really you!"

"I know... I will never admit my mistake, I will never admit my mistake! You are finally back..."

After a burst of surprise, the expression on her face gradually became lonely, and tears of blood even flowed from her eyes.

"But...but...why...why don't you just love me? What did I do wrong? I am your queen! Why can't you...can't..."

Xuan Ming was confused by her confession.

As the resentment in her body became less and less, the expression on Qing'er's face gradually became peaceful.

When the last trace of resentment disappeared, she suddenly seemed to have figured something out, and a relieved smile appeared on her face.

"Fifty thousand years! Fifty thousand years!"

"I have been waiting for Your Majesty for fifty thousand years, but every time you come back, it is not for me..."

"Your Majesty, it seems it's time for me to let myself go and let you go."

Immediately under the surprised gaze of the little monk Changyue, Qing'er turned into pure Yin Qi and exploded, leaving only a palm-sized black token suspended in the air, exuding mysterious fluctuations.

"Your Majesty, this is my concubine's last gift to you. I hope... you... don't forget me again."

Qing'er's last voice revealed endless loneliness.

I saw the token slowly flying in front of the young monk, and falling into his palm under the confused gaze of the young monk.

The token is completely black and engraved with complex and mysterious patterns, with the word "Ghost King" written in the middle.

The young monk muttered: "I told you that you recognized the wrong person. I am not your majesty..."

"Pat, pat, pat~~~"

Suddenly there was a burst of applause in the sky, golden light suddenly appeared, a golden lotus suddenly bloomed, and then there was a burst of laughter from the golden lotus.

"Hahaha~~~You are finally here!"

What is surprising is that the aura of the golden lotus is exactly the same as the one between the young monk's eyebrows.

When the golden lotus was fully in full bloom, a man was seen sitting on the lotus platform. He looked exactly like Xuan Ming.

To be precise, they are exactly the same as Xuan Ming and Xuan Ye.

He was wearing a white robe, showing Xuan Ming's dignity. A head full of black hair, and Xuan Ye's unruly look.

"I didn't expect that you guys actually purified Qing'er's resentment." The man said with a smile. He looked at the Supreme Saint Youtan suspended in the air, and then his eyes flashed, "It turns out to be the Supreme Saint Youtan, so no wonder ”

"That's good, Qing'er is relieved. She is a miserable person." The man added.

The moment the man appeared, the golden lotus between the young monk's eyebrows automatically appeared, and then two lotuses, one black and one white, bloomed behind him, and Xuan Ye slowly walked out of the black lotus.

The man in the sky looked at Xuan Ming and Xuan Ye with interest, "I didn't expect that guy to be willing to teach you his housekeeping skills!"

"who are you?"

The young monk asked the man curiously.

"Who am I?" The man chuckled.

As his words fell, Chang Yue and the little monk felt dizzy. The next second, the palaces and ruins around them all disappeared, leaving only a white space.

The man from before was sitting on the lotus platform, suspended high in the sky. The nine white coffins on his back were extremely eye-catching.

The man opened his arms and looked at the young monk and said, "Welcome back. What will your name be in this life?"