Concubine Qing's eyes fell on the old monk, and she snorted coldly.
"Old monk, what are you still pretending to do? Is it possible that you can still be stronger than that monk just now? Let me tell you the truth, let alone you, even if Ye Lingyue's deity is here, you have to be obedient when you see me, a corpse soldier." Admit defeat."
The dark collar's method of controlling corpses has already surpassed the scope of the human world and the god world.
Concubine Qing may not be afraid even if she is confronted with divine soldiers.
"Evil can never prevail against righteousness, Green Benefactor, the sea of suffering is boundless and the shore is right."
Nan Shisi didn't care at all about what Concubine Qing said.
I saw a flash of brilliance under his monk robe.
Lines and lines appeared on the old monk's body, but unlike the lines on those corpse soldiers, the lines on Nan Shisi's body were golden yellow.
The smile on Concubine Qing's face suddenly froze.
They are also lines, but the lines on Nan Shisi's body are completely different from the Ming pattern.
"The Merciful Hand."
Nan Shishi moved his feet, and his movement was several times faster than that of Wunu monk earlier.
With a movement of his palm, he could only hear a few palms, like a whisk, landed on the nearest Tianmen disciple.
The seemingly light palm, when it fell, made a sound like popping beans. The Tianmen disciple had just been infected with corpse poison, and was recorded by the old monk's palm. It stopped growing all of a sudden.
That day, the disciple of the sect froze and fell to the ground.
In just a few blinks of an eye, several Tianmen disciples who had been poisoned by corpses were arrested in the arena.
"Damn old monk, what on his body is..."
Concubine Qing did not expect that her corpse soldiers would be controlled by the old monk's tricks.
Outside, there was the sound of a cock crowing.
No, it's almost dawn!
Concubine Qing's complexion changed again, she is a corpse exorcist transformed from a corpse, after all, she is not an ordinary person, at dawn, she can no longer control these living corpses.
Xia Houqi, you are lucky.
But you have escaped the first day of junior high school, but you can't escape the fifteenth day, and the days when your soul will be scattered are not far away.
Concubine Qing let out a muffled snort, and a sharp whistling sound came out of her mouth.
She took the lead in sweeping her figure, flying out from the Palace of Morning and Night.
After the corpse soldiers got the order, they followed closely behind, one after another, and disappeared among the palaces together with Concubine Qing.
"Teacher, those corpse soldiers are gone."
Monk Wunu was relieved to see those corpse soldiers leave one by one.
He hastily put down Emperor Xia, and walked quickly to the side of old monk Nanshishi.
"Headmaster, what are these lines on your body?"
The angry monk looked curious.
As Nan Shisi is a highly respected teacher in Nanwu Mountain, he rarely fights in front of others.
This time, it was also the first time Monk Wunu saw Nan Shishi really make a move. Earlier, he thought that looking at the thin and weak head teacher, he only knew how to recite scriptures. Unexpectedly, the head teacher was also a martial arts master.
And judging from the situation of the head teacher against those corpse soldiers just now, the head teacher's ability is not limited to these.
"This is called the holy pattern, and the previous headmasters of Nanwu Mountain will have the holy pattern. The sacred pattern contains the power of Buddha, which happens to be the nemesis of those dark patterns just now."
After Nan Shisi finished speaking, he put away the holy pattern, and the lines on his body also disappeared.
Ye Lingyue's perception ability is very keen, just as she felt earlier, she felt the power of Buddha in Nan Shishi's body.
But the Buddha's power itself is not strong, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, it is precisely because of these holy patterns.
"Then what should these Tianmen disciples do?"
Monk Wunu checked Xiadi, and the spirit on Xiadi's body has not yet dissipated.
But those Tianmen disciples were in trouble. They were poisoned by corpses. Although they were controlled by Nan Shisi just now, they are gradually regaining consciousness one by one.
"I'm just the power of the Buddha, temporarily controlling the spread of the corpse poison on their bodies. After a long time, the corpse poison will continue to spread. The only way is to eradicate them."
After Nan Shisi finished speaking, he glanced at the disciples of the Tianmen on the ground.
"Eliminate them? But the headmaster, are these people still alive?"
The Wunu monk felt a little unbearable.
The monks are compassionate, and these people are living beings.
"If we don't eradicate them, once they are completely turned into corpses, not to mention the entire palace, even the entire Xiadu, and even the entire Great Xia will suffer."
Nan Shishi clasped his hands together, and said a word to Amitabha.
As soon as the old monk finished speaking, the ground of Chaoxi Palace suddenly burst into flames.
"Teacher?"
Monk Wunu was taken aback, looking at the crimson flames that kept coming out of the ground.
These fireworks are like clusters of red lotuses in full bloom. Those Tianmen disciples who were controlled by the Buddha's power were instantly reduced to ashes under the firelight.
"Take Emperor Xia away, and there will be a fire in the Chaoxi Palace, and the whole palace will die."
After Nan Shisi finished speaking, he left in a hurry.
"Disciple... obey."
Wu Nu looked at the fewer and fiercer fires, then looked at Nan Shishi who had disappeared long ago, gritted his teeth, carried Emperor Xia on his back, and disappeared into the flames.
The sound of the cock crowing awakened Ye Lingyue from her sleep.
"It's already the third watch?"
Ye Lingyue woke up with a jolt.
She looked at the spirit card in her arms and got up.
"Huh? Why is the summer palace so full of flames?"
Ye Lingyue's eyelids twitched a few times, and she looked towards Xia Gong.
No, the palace is on fire.
When Ye Lingyue saw it, she was about to push out the window, but suddenly, she seemed to feel something.
She suddenly turned her head and found a person standing in front of her bed.
Ye Lingyue broke out in a cold sweat.
When did this person come, she didn't feel it at all.
"Lingyue, is it you..."
The man turned around quietly and looked at Ye Lingyue.
Ye Lingyue was startled.
"Xiahou..."
The word "Qi" got stuck in Ye Lingyue's throat.
Xia Houqi stepped forward quickly and hugged Ye Lingyue.
It's just that this hug was in vain.
Xia Houqi's body pierced through Ye Lingyue's body.
A look of disappointment appeared on Xia Houqi's thin face.
He smiled wryly.
"I almost forgot that I am no longer human."
"How...how could your soul be here?"
The Xia Houqi in front of him, of course, couldn't really be Xia Houqi, but the wisp of Xia Houqi's soul.
The ray of spirit that stayed on Xia Houqi's body earlier, guarded by the spirit lamp.
Ye Lingyue didn't expect that the other party would suddenly appear in front of her.
Ye Lingyue seemed to have thought of something. She quickly glanced at the side of her bed, the spirit card was still placed there.
Could it be that... a bold guess flashed in Ye Lingyue's mind, that Xia Houqi's soul was always on that spirit card, and she brought his soul back by herself