The brutal words made the egg worm speechless.

"I have lived from the end of the ancient times to the present, do I want to die for a little human race, and there is no place to bury me? Why is this here?

Undoubtedly, the key to the resurrection of ingots from the dead lies in the barbarian, but, obviously, it is very unhappy!

Because he knows all too well the price of going against the sky!

"Woo...... Do you want to watch Yuanbao Erque die like this? Barbaric, people want to save him, Dandanniang doesn't want him to die, and people don't want to ......" Dandanzi cried helplessly.

"Save him, you and I will die!" said the brute without hesitation.

"Woo ......"

Inside the ancestral hall, it suddenly fell into a suffocating dullness.

The four emperor Gu psychics are all waiting for their big eyes at this time, and they are at a loss!

In the Holy Golden Phantom, the brutal breath was breathing!

And at this moment, a light and breezy voice sounded in the ancestral hall, "Worm God, thousands of years ago, you left this realm on the grounds that the beliefs of the people of the southwest were dirty, and even did not hesitate to bear the pain of the soul stripping, and split your soul into two, what is the reason?"

"My ......" Hearing this, the worm's face froze, and he turned his head blankly to the unquit little monk who made a sound, and said in disbelief, "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean? Haven't you found out? You are the insect god, you have awakened since you returned to this session, but you can't really suppress and devour the soul of the egg worm, why?" The little monk who guarded the ingots raised his head and said with a calm look on his eyebrows, "Because, he is you, you are him, the cause of the past, the fruit of today, it is you who divided your soul into two, how can it be reintegrated now?"

"No!" the brute said, the holy golden phantom trembled, and the worm's face was full of surprise.

"The southwest land is the place where your insect god has lived and guarded for generations, if you really dislike their faith and want to abandon them, how can you be willing to bear the pain of peeling the soul of the god alive, leaving half of the soul to continue to guard this place?"

"The gap between time and space, the upside-down space gap, unpredictable, implying the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, the danger is abnormal, even if it is the soul of your insect god, if it is unlucky, it will disappear into the gap of the void, and it will never be recovered, what is it that makes you willing to take such a big risk and escape from this world?"

The face of the barbarian insect was white, and the phantom of the holy gold trembled, but the little monk did not retreat step by step.

"No! I don't know! I don't know anything! I can't remember!" shook his head in a panic, his face frightened and dazed.

But he clearly knew that there was probably only one reason why he couldn't fuse the soul of Dan Dan as an insect god.

As the little monk said, only the eggs and insects are the souls that he peeled off with his own hands, and under the cycle of cause and effect, he can't fuse!

So......

If it was really as the little monk said, why did he leave this world at the risk of falling into the earth forever?

"No! I can't think of it! I can't think of my memory, I can't think of it......" He hugged his head in pain, his face was painful, and he was stuck in the memory of the past, unable to extricate himself.

Seeing this, the little monk immediately knocked down the mulberry hammer in his hand, and the heavy sound of the wooden fish suddenly resounded in the ancestral hall.

Under this reprimand, the brutal insect eyes gradually regained their clarity.

"Hey!" the little monk sighed and said in a deep voice, "It seems that your memory has been erased in the void gap, and now you are trying to remember, but it is no longer possible......"

"What do you mean?" said the brute, bewildered and uneasy, "is it...... Did I really want to escape from this world for any reason?"

Hearing this, the little monk raised his head and said noncommittally, "Think about it yourself, if it is only because the beliefs of the people of the southwest are dirty, will you abandon your mission and leave this world? Barbarian, the human race in the world is the most uneven, how can you not know it? If you are really dead set on the southwest land and are determined to leave, why bother to strip away your soul and leave half of it to guard this place? Such a reason for hiding your ears and stealing bells and deceiving yourself is that you are in it, so you will not be able to see clearly......

"That'...... Why the hell is that?"

The little monk raised his head, as if he wanted to look into the void through the roof of the ancestral hall, "But I have a faint guess......"

"What speculation?" asked the brute.

The little monk turned his head to look at Gu Taitian opposite, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know what my guess is...... It is impossible for you to be so detached from the outside, and you will return after all, which shows that the meaning of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is difficult to violate......"

Speaking of this, the little monk raised his head with burning eyes and spoke again, "Now, the only way to confirm my guess is to resurrect him!"

The little monk said, and the mulberry hammer pointed to the dead ingots lying down, "Resurrect him, and then do something against the sky, I want to see if the calamity against the sky will come to the world again!"

"You!you!you're crazy!" the brute heard this, and recoiled in horror.

In this world, there are people who have the audacity to prove this with an act against the sky!

This......

"This is the only way...... Gu Taitian raised his head, the mottled traces of vicissitudes could not be concealed on his handsome face, and a pair of discerning eyes, as if he wanted to penetrate the heavens and the earth, "We want to see if the catastrophe against the sky will ......be eliminated."

"You, you're all crazy!" he roared, but his expression was already loose.

Outside the ancestral hall of the Heavenly Palace, Gu Changsheng and the others were still waiting anxiously and anxiously.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

Even Gu Changsheng clenched his hands, and the light in his phoenix eyes flickered and flickered.

The boundless starry sky, vast and ups and downs, seems to have a pair of ruthless eyes that understand the world, and then look here......

Time, like sand between the fingers, will not stop for a minute, and the night, beside Gu Changsheng and other anxiously waiting people, quietly slips away.

The darkness before dawn, reaching out and not seeing the five fingers, as if it could block the prying eyes of all things, was pitch black.

After the darkness, the door of the Heavenly Palace Ancestral Hall finally opened, and Gu Taitian staggered out of it slightly, with a face of vicissitudes.

Gu Changsheng helped his father down to rest, and he couldn't wait to run into the ancestral hall.

"Oh, you little monk, don't dangle in front of me! I'm dizzy when you shake!"

In the main hall of the ancestral hall, a figure was lying straight in the middle, the figure of the emperor Gu and the barbarian had long disappeared, only a small monk was sitting on the side of the lying person's head, and his hands were busy!

The sound of ingots!

Gu Changsheng's figure stiffened.

"Huh, who are you?" Yuan Bao tilted his head, his fleshy baby face was full of puzzlement, looking at Gu Changsheng's figure and opening suspiciously, "It's so familiar, so beautiful...... Why can't I remember?"

In front of him, a mulberry hammer shuttled in front of the ingots.

Yuanbao's eyes suddenly flashed a streamer, and a bright smile appeared on the fleshy baby's face, and the eyes were about to disappear with a smile, "Changsheng Niang! Changsheng Niang, your clothes are really good! It's so beautiful! Is it made of the rare fabric that my grandfather found for you again? Huh? Why is it embroidered with the dragon and phoenix emperor pattern?"

Gu Changsheng lowered his head, glanced at his clothes, and looked at the unquit little monk who was busy in his hand with a look of surprise, "Evil spirit, what's wrong with Yuanbao, what are you doing?"

Memories of ingots...... It looks like it's out of order......

The little monk who did not quit was sitting cross-legged next to his head, using the wooden fish as the loom and the mulberry wooden hammer as the shuttle......

What the hell is this doing?

Don't?

Gu Changsheng's heart sank.

"Weaving memories! People come back from the dead, memories are erased in the six reincarnations, reborn like a child, the poor monk helps him remember the past and present lives......!"

Gu Changsheng was awe-inspiring.

But the lying ingots were not happy, their noses snorted and stared at the unquit little monk above their heads, and said indignantly, "Little monk, who are you cursing to die?

"Yuanbao ......" Gu Changsheng stretched out his hand tremblingly and knocked on the door of Yuanbao's head.

"Oh, Immortal Lady, you are bullying me again!Master!Lord!Come and save Yuanbao!" Yuanbao shook his head and roared with a smile.

"Bang!"

A mulberry hammer knocked on the door of his head, and the little monk withdrew his hand with a snort.

"You!" Yuan Baozhu's round and jade face twitched, and he tilted his eyes to the side, and he passed.

"Dare to threaten the poor monk, owe a beat!" The little monk inserted the mulberry hammer back into the wooden fish, got up in a hurry, and straightened out his little monk's robe.

Seeing this, Gu Changsheng twitched out of the corner of his eyes, looked at the ingots who were sleeping like a pig, and then looked at the unquit little monk on the side, and said, "Evil, he...... Is he alright?"

The little monk glanced at Gu Changsheng with his bright little head, just like the kind eyebrows and kind eyes of the past, "The poor monk made a move, naturally nothing happened, when he looked back, his previous life was like a cloud of smoke, and when he turned around, the past became a memory, and with a smile, reincarnation became the past, and when he woke up again tomorrow, he didn't know how to make a fuss......"

"Uh......" Gu Changsheng was speechless.

Why does she think that if she doesn't quit the little monk, she is also a little underwhelmed?

"Changsheng donor, mourn!" At the moment when Gu Changsheng lost his mind, the small figure of the little monk dropped a sentence and turned to leave.

"You!" Gu Changsheng was choked, this Nima, is he gloating?

And the little monk who turned around, but there was a trace of heaviness on his kind little face, and he walked out of the ancestral hall quickly, looking up at the boundless starry sky, his little brows were furrowed, "Sure enough, the catastrophe is gone......"