"Listen to Ben Jun's words, you really don't need to keep a face. Isn't it better to do things for this monarch than if you were exiled abroad, looked down upon by all the clansmen, and had no hope for the return date?

All your memories have been learned one by one. Thou art from a distinguished family, but thou art the descendant of a generation of patriarchs of the desolate people. For generations, it has occupied a place in the decision-making level of the desolate clan, and it can be said that it has been the home of the powerful since ancient times, and it is majestic. There are still many masters in your generation in your family, in addition to the clan uncle who helped you win the dragon reverse plane, there are also five Chaos Realm powerhouses. And each of them holds a lot of power in their hands.

You had a good childhood. For more than 500 years, you can say that you have been walking sideways in the wilderness, and no one dares to touch a single hair of you. In the words of Benjun's hometown, you are a typical Yanai.

But the good times didn't last long. The patriarch of the Wild Clan's generation mysteriously disappeared, and factional strife began to appear within the clan. In order to preserve the foundation, your family can only choose the side that seems to have the most potential and power at that time. But the bet was wrong. It was almost affected and people were destroyed. In the end, if it weren't for the countless years of accumulation in your family, it is estimated that the only Miao descendant in your family who is quite talented will not even have the chance of exile, right?

Of course, there are also those Chaos Realm powerhouses in your family who survived, such as the clan uncle who rescued you. Is he really grateful to him? You remember a lot of resentment. After all, the people in your family who survived in the end to save their lives have also lost most of your family's heritage, and even took the lives of many clansmen as voters. That includes your favorite distant cousin sister, right?

Even if you work hard to cultivate and accept the help of your clan uncle who you regard as an enemy, you behave so deferentially. You want to be able to return to your clan one day and get back what once belonged to you, and at the same time ask for the lives of those enemies, don't you?

There is no conflict between this and what you want you to do? For this reason, you can get more support and convenience, why not? Why do you have to resist it so much? Or do you think that this kind of existence is not qualified to stand on your head?"

After saying the long words, Xue Wushu lit a cigarette, leaned back in the chair, and still looked at the "void" with a blue face below. There is no way to refute the "virtuality" of these things. The memories in the soul are not something that can be slandered or tampered with by anyone to be fake, especially for a high-ranking monk like "Void". These are all true, Xue Wushu now knows him as well as "virtual" 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 memory, don't tell me that you don't know the strength of the Desolate Clan, you are playing with fire to find death. ”

"Looking for death? No, no, no, you're saying the opposite. Benjun is already dead. It was a certain bastard who made Benjun into the existence that he is now unable to enter heaven, go to hell, and not to return to the afterlife. Benjun wanted to ask that person if he wanted to die if he dared to tease Benjun like this. Xue Wusuan's tone was flat, but he didn't mean to joke or ridicule, he really had this idea. Of course, there are other plans.

"As for your other questions, you'll see for yourself. As soon as Xue Wusuan's voice fell, he moved to the height of the Yama Hall with the "void", with the underworld on his head and the underworld under his feet, and as far as the eye could see, the most eye-catching thing was the hundreds of reincarnation passages that merged from the void in all directions, as well as the huge six roulettes.

"The place of life and death, that's what I'm talking about. No matter what kind of living being, weak or strong, as long as it reaches the "dead" life node, it will come here, and then start the journey of "life" again. These hundreds of planes are not the kind of farms you do on the reverse plane of dragons, but the dynamic planes that are full of their own culture and creativity. You may be thinking about the potential and the exchange of resources and the output and input? If nothing else, what do you think is enough to bear your own spiritual needs?"

Xue Wushu doesn't say big things, facts are facts. There is indeed no comparison between the Daoless Underground Mansion and the Desolate Clan. Heaven and earth, there's not much to say. However, even if the Daoless Underworld is not comparable to the Desolate Clan, it is not even able to provide the resources for a Desolate Clan's powerful person to cultivate quickly. Not to mention one, four or five is not impossible.

“”

In the face of everything he saw in front of him, "Xu" was a little speechless for a while. Under Xue Wushu's deliberate guidance, he was able to feel the huge number and variety of souls in the past through the reincarnation passages. Even some of the aura on these revenants is very clear. Some of the dead souls were obviously monks who had perished, while others were ordinary beings.

After observing this high altitude for a long time without saying a word, "Xu" exhaled a long breath, he was sure that there were so many dead souls, and there was no sudden increase in the number of souls, and they had always maintained a stable appearance, which could only show that behind each reincarnation channel was a stable and freely developing plane, and everything seemed to be the same as what this Daoless Yama said.

However, "Xu" was also asking himself again and again, did he really follow the words of this Daoless Yama to help him investigate the affairs of the Desolate Clan? Now it is clear that this person does not have the slightest good impression of the Desolate Clan, and even maintains an extremely disgusted and even hostile attitude towards a certain Desolate Clan who made out the Daoless Underworld.

But "Void" was thinking and weighing, but Xue Wushu's patience was as lacking as ever, especially when he was already in complete control of the situation. Being able to talk so much about "virtuality" and make it clear about the current realm of the Daoless Difu is enough to save face. It's not all about the word desolate and the face of the next calculation, but there are also limitations.

The long wait made the smile on Xue Wusuan's face colder and colder. He said leisurely: "It's right to be cautious, but first put yourself in the right position." Otherwise, it is not called prudence, but stupidity. ”

As soon as the words fell, the "void" around Xue Wushu felt that his three souls and seven spirits began to fluctuate chaotically, and unstoppably began to develop in the worst direction, and he was on the verge of collapse very quickly. The most terrifying thing is that even if his soul is about to collapse, he doesn't feel any injuries to his soul, as if it has evolved naturally, it is a mutation from the inside out.

"You!" Now that the "void" finally knows what the other party controls. It's his life. He felt that the soul that had not changed had actually been manipulated. Just one thought, this Daoless Yama will kill him.

Without waiting for "Xu" to continue to speak, Xue Wushu said affirmatively: "From now on, you are a nail. I need you to go back to the desolate people. "Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!