"Listen to what I say, you really don't need to keep a straight face. Isn't it better to work for me than to be exiled outside, looked down upon by all the tribesmen, with no hope of return?
I have learned all your memories one by one. You originally had a prominent family background, and you are a descendant of the former patriarch of the Desolate Clan. You have occupied a place in the decision-making level of the Desolate Clan for generations. It can be said that you have been a family of powerful people since ancient times.
Majestic in all aspects. There are still many masters of your generation in your family. In addition to the clan uncle who helped you win the Dragon Reverse Plane, there are also five powerhouses in the Chaos Realm. And each of them controls a different party.
Small rights.
You had a good childhood. For more than five hundred years, you could be said to have walked around in the ancient times and no one dared to touch you. In the words of my hometown, you are a typical yamen.
But the good times did not last long. The leader of this generation of the Desolate tribe mysteriously disappeared, and factional disputes began to arise within the tribe. In order to preserve the foundation, your family had no choice but to choose the side that seemed to have the most potential and power at the time. But you bet wrong. You were almost killed.
It affected the family and destroyed the family. In the end, if your family had not accumulated the foundation accumulated over countless years, it is estimated that you, the only talented young descendant in the family, would not even have the chance to be exiled, right?
Of course, some of the powerful Chaos Realm warriors in your family have survived, such as the clan uncle who rescued you. Is he really grateful? There is quite a lot of resentment in your memory. After all, those in your family who survived in the end saved their lives.
The person who lost his life also destroyed most of your family's foundation, and even took the lives of many clan members as a token of fame. This includes your favorite distant cousin sister, right?
Even if you practice hard and accept help from your clan uncle who is regarded as your enemy, you behave very respectfully. What you want is to be able to return to the clan one day and take back the things that once belonged to you, and at the same time make those enemies pay for their lives.
Isn't it?
Isn't this in conflict with what I want you to do? You can get more support and convenience for this, why not? Why are you so resistant? Or do you think that I am not qualified to stand?
On your head?"
After finishing his long words, Xue Wusuan lit up his cigarette, leaned back on the chair, and still looked at the livid "Xu" below with a smile. There is no way to refute these "Xu" things. The memory in the soul of life is not
Anyone who slanders or falsifies can confuse the fake with the real, especially for a high-level monk like "Xu". These are all true, and Xue Wusuan now knows him as well as "Xu" himself.
There was a long silence.
"What do you want me to do for you? What can you give me? What confidence do you have to say that you can help me? After reading my memories, don't tell me that you don't know how powerful the Desolate Clan is. What do you mean?
Playing with fire and seeking death."
"Looking for death? No, no, no, you're saying the opposite. I'm already dead. It was some bastard who made me end up like this. I can't go to heaven, go to hell, let alone go back to the afterlife.
I just want to ask that person if he wants to die if he dares to tease me like this." Xue Wusuan's tone was calm, but he didn't mean to joke or ridicule at all. He really had this idea. Of course, there are also
Have other plans.
"As for your other problems, you will understand after you see for yourself." As soon as Xue Wusuan finished speaking, he moved to the heights of the Yama Palace with "xu", with the netherworld above his head and the underworld below his feet. Looking around, the most
What is eye-catching are the hundreds of reincarnation passages that merge from the void in all directions, as well as the huge six-path roulette.
"The land of life and death is here. No matter what kind of creature, weak or strong, as long as it reaches the life node of "death", it will come here, and then start the journey of "life" again. These hundreds of planes are not yours.
The dragon reverse plane looks like a breeding farm, but it is a dynamic plane full of culture and creativity. You may want to understand the potential, exchange of resources, and input and output here? Nothing else.
, what do you think it means to bear the burden of your own cultivation needs?"
Xue Wusuan doesn't talk big words, the facts are facts. There is indeed no comparison between Wudao Underworld and the Desolate Clan. One sky and one earth, there is nothing to say. However, even if Wudao Underworld cannot compare with the Desolate Clan, it is not comparable.
As for the resources that can't even be provided to provide a powerful person from the Desolate Clan with rapid cultivation. Not to mention one, four or five are not impossible.
"..."
Facing everything he saw in front of him, "Xu" was speechless for a while. Under Xue Wusuan's intentional guidance, he could feel the huge number and variety of dead souls in them through the reincarnation passages.
. Even some of the auras of these dead souls are very clear. Some of the dead souls are obviously monks who perished, while some are ordinary living beings.
After observing this high in the sky for a long time without saying a word, "Xu" took a long breath. He was sure that there were so many souls of the past, and there was no sudden increase in the number, and they remained stable. This can only mean that
Behind each of these samsara passages is a plane that develops smoothly and freely, and everything seems to be just like what the Pathless Yama said.
However, "Xu" is also asking himself over and over again, is he really going to follow the words of the Wu Dao Yama to help him explore the affairs of the Desolate Clan? Now it is obvious that this person has no good impression of the Desolate Clan, and even
A certain Desolate tribesman who created the Wudao Hell maintains an attitude of extreme disgust and even hatred.
But "Xu" is thinking and weighing, but Xue Wusuan's patience is as lacking as ever, especially when he has completely controlled the situation. He can tell "Xu" so much and make it clear.
The current territory of the Underworld is enough to give face. Isn't it all based on the word "Desolate Clan" and the following plans? But there are limits.
The long wait made the smile on Xue Wusuan's face grow colder. He said leisurely: "It is right to be cautious, but you must first correct your position. Otherwise, it is not called caution, but stupidity."
As soon as he finished speaking, the "Xu" next to Xue Wusuan felt that his three souls and seven souls began to fluctuate chaotically, and they began to develop in the worst direction unstoppably, and they were about to collapse very quickly.
On the edge. The most terrifying thing is that even if his soul is about to collapse, he does not feel any injury to his soul, as if it has naturally evolved into this, a mutation from the inside out.
"You!" Now that things have happened, "Xu" finally knows what the other party controls. It's his life. He feels that the soul that has not changed has actually been manipulated. With just a thought, this innocent Yama has
It will kill him.
Without waiting for "Xu" to continue speaking, Xue Wusuan said firmly: "From now on, you are a nail. I need you to return to the Desolate Clan."