The Third Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty-Seventh Chapter Is Good and Evil

It was a coincidence that Nan Shishi and Qing Fei were both chosen to summon their souls today.

Nan Shishi and others were trapped in the Summer Palace.

At first, he was also thinking hard, not knowing how to crack those dark patterns.

Just last night, Nan Shishi suddenly had a dream. In the dream, the light of the Buddha was shining. He thought that the Buddha of Buddhism suddenly entered Nan Shishi's dream.

In the dream, the Buddha told Nan Shishi a passage of Soul Summoning Sutra.

"The bell has to be tied to the bell. Whoever caused the dark pattern will die because of whoever it is. The only one who can resolve the disaster in the Great Xia is Xiahou Qi."

The words of the Buddha awakened Nan Shishi.

After he woke up, he copied the Soul Summoning Sutra.

Nan Shishi comprehended and began to sing the Soul Summoning Sutra.

That scripture really worked, and under its action, the lights of the concentrating lamp became brighter and brighter.

What puzzled Nan Shishi was that even though the light of the concentrating lamp was getting brighter, Xia Houqi's soul never became stronger, and he never woke up.

Nan Shishi didn't understand, but at this moment, he heard a commotion at the gate of the palace. Only then did Nan Shishi know that it was Concubine Qing's ghost.

Concubine Qing was also using the Soul Summoning Song at the same time. Under the influence of these two forces, one grew and the other grew, so it was no wonder that Xiahou Qi had no way to wake up.

"Old monk, it turns out that you are the one to blame. It's no wonder that Xia Houqi's soul never appeared."

Qing Fei also suffered the same.

According to Lord Black Mist, as soon as the Soul Summoning Song comes out, ordinary undead will definitely appear soon.

Concubine Qing wanted to capture Xiahou Qi when she appeared.

But the soul-calling song sang for a full hour, but Xiahou Qi's soul did not even appear.

"Evil cannot overcome righteousness. Before Lao Na's Dharma, you can never take away Xiahou Qi's soul."

Nan Shishi had a serious look on his face. He folded his hands together and didn't say much. He sat down with his legs crossed, with a golden bowl in his hand.

The old monk chanted words in his mouth, and the golden bowl was shining brightly, and a piece of Buddha light flashed on it.

When Concubine Qing saw the Buddha's light, she couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Don't think that only you have the method of summoning the soul, but I want to see who Xiahou Qi will fall into first."

Concubine Qing was also not to be outdone, the circle of black ghosts suddenly brightened a bit around her.

Several Tianmen disciples accidentally got caught in the ghost fire, and the flames were roaring suddenly, and they were quickly dissipated in the screams.

Faced with such a situation, Steward Song was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he did not dare to act rashly.

Outside the gate of the Summer Palace, there was a melody, a Buddhist scripture, and the two forces of good and evil refused to give in.

"It turns out that both of them wanted to suck out Xia Houqi's soul, but neither of them knew that Xia Houqi's soul was in my hands."

Ye Lingyue saw it clearly in the dark and thought to herself.

, Unlike Concubine Qing who wanted to forcibly summon Emperor Xia's soul, Nan Shishi summoned Emperor Xia's soul to wake him up.

Ye Lingyue moved her mind and looked at Jiuzhou Ding.

Inside the cauldron, Xiahou Qi's soul drifted again.

The two powers of Buddhist scriptures and Mingqu make Xia Houqi feel like he is in dire straits.

"Master, Xiahou Qi won't be able to hold on for long. If this continues, his life and soul will be torn apart. At that time, even gods will be hard to save."

Dingling worried.

It felt that the White Cauldron couldn't help Xiahou Qi.

"We must think of ways to alleviate this situation."

Ye Lingyue looked at Concubine Qing, and then at Nan Shishi.

The stalemate between the two at this moment has also entered a white-hot situation.

Whether it's a dark song or a soul call, it's not an ordinary practice, and it requires a lot of energy.

The cultivation base of the Nan Shishi old monk was even better than that of Qing Fei. It didn't take long for Qing Fei to show a decadent trend.

Bean-sized sweat dripped from his already pale face.

It took most of her Yuan energy, but Xia Houqi's soul didn't even see a ghost, and the anger in Concubine Qing's heart could be imagined.

At this time, the black ghost fire around Qing Fei suddenly dipped, and the momentum of the ghost fire has lost a lot.

"Old monk,

Don't be complacent. Mingqu will never lose to Soul Summoning Sutra. "

Concubine Qing slowly got up, only to see her spread out her hands.

Concubine Qing's hand was well maintained, and the white jade was flawless. At this moment, blue veins burst out on her hand.

Those ghost fire swarms got into the ground.

Underground, there was a terrifying howl of ghosts and wolves.

The sound fell into people's ears, which made people feel numb and uncomfortable.

A wisp of soul emerged from the ground.

Nan Shishi's expression sank when he saw those souls.

Ye Lingyue in the dark was also amazed.

Unexpectedly, Qing Fei, who is a corpse hunter, still has such ability.

When the Great Xia Dynasty was founded, the Summer Palace was built here, and the land of the palace has always been a place of unrest.

Palace fights, coups, countless people die in the palace every year, unknown.

After these people died, they didn't even have a place to be buried. Their bones were buried in the underground of the summer palace. After a long time, they became ghosts.

As a corpse hunter, Concubine Qing expelled all the old ghosts of this play at once today.

These injustices were standing around Nan Shi Shi, roaring at him.

The evil spirit emanating from the ghost's body eroded the Buddhist power of Nan Shi Shi's body, which greatly reduced the power of Nan Shi's Buddhist scriptures.

A creepy smile appeared on Qing Fei's face.

"Old monk, if you recite the scriptures alone, I don't know if you can compare to the roar of ten thousand ghosts."

After Concubine Qing finished speaking, she sang in her mouth.

As soon as the melody came out, thousands of unjust souls also made a faint chant.

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At this moment, the originally powerful melody was transformed into chanting by thousands of people, and its power was multiplied.

The melody at this time was no longer an ordinary soul-calling song, but a terrifying spiritual attack.

The attack formed by the thousands of ghost thoughts makes people nervous and frightened.

Among the disciples of Tianmen, those with a lower cultivation level heard the roars of thousands of ghosts, and they were so frightened that they died on the spot.

The golden bowl in the hands of the fourteenth old monk Nan was getting tighter and tighter.

The light on the golden bowl also became extremely unstable, and the Buddhist scriptures he recited in his mouth also became intermittent.

Under the influence of the Mingqu, the sky above Xiadu gradually became gloomy, as if there were invisible dark clouds that swallowed the sky light, making the world lose its color in an instant.

Even Ye Lingyue, who was in the dark, couldn't help being shocked by the roaring scene of Wan Gui when she saw this scene.

Earlier, Ye Lingyue thought that the headmaster of Nanwu Mountain should be more than enough for Shang Qingfei.

Unexpectedly, Qing Fei actually knew such a powerful method of summoning souls.

With Wan Gui Roaring alone, Concubine Qing's methods even surpassed Ye Lingyue's adoptive father Ming Ri.

"If it goes on like this, the old monk of Nanwu Mountain will not be able to support it anymore."

Ye Lingyue glanced at Nan Shishi, who was already on the verge of collapse, unable to support her, her brows furrowed more and more tightly.