Chapter 661: I'll Be Struck by Lightning if I Think About It

Unfortunately, the fallen archangel's memory did not have any way to save Zijin and Wenjun.

The curse of hell is a difficult problem of misunderstanding!

Just as there are always some problems in the world that cannot be answered, it also has no answer.

"You want to find a solution in this way, it is definitely impossible to succeed." The old Taoist looked at Bai Muye and said calmly.

"Do you have a solution?" Bai Muye gave up looking for it in the memory of the fallen archangel, raised his head and looked at the old Taoist.

The old Taoist laughed and said: "In the past, the world was first created, chaos was first divided, the clear air rose to the sky, and the turbid air sank to the earth. There were living creatures born with chaos, called innate spirits. Later, in order to compete for resources, a war broke out, breaking the earth into countless fragments. Those fragments are now the trillions of stars..."

Xiaobai likes to listen to stories. He is a studious person.

But now he is not in the mood to listen to stories.

But he did not interrupt.

"There was a supreme being who saw that all living beings were suffering, so he immediately sacrificed his body and turned into the six paths, and reincarnation came into being."

"Although reincarnation has appeared, at that time, all living beings could be reborn with their memories. All spirits in the world have different temperaments. Since there are saints who are compassionate and willing to sacrifice their bodies to become the six paths, there must be an opposite. That is the devil."

"Too many demons are causing trouble for the world and disturbing the world."

"Another saint stood up and was willing to turn into a cage to trap these demons."

"After countless years, that cage was called... hell by people."

This is definitely an ancient secret. Although Bai Muye did not search through the memories of the fallen archangel, it is known that there is nothing about these in those memories.

"In order to trap the powerful demons in hell, the saint created a curse. The power of the curse is terrible. Even the most powerful demon cannot leave hell if it carries this curse."

"Later, as the years passed and the gods and Buddhas gradually left, the power of the curse became weaker."

"But it still has great effectiveness!"

"The creatures in hell are still deeply troubled by the power of this curse. They cannot leave hell for too long, otherwise they will die."

"There is no luck."

"In the middle and late ancient times, before the gods and Buddhas went to the outer heaven, a group of saints went into hell and cleared out the powerful creatures in hell, and cleared the hidden dangers for the human world."

"But they I didn't expect anyway that the problem in the world was never in hell, but in the world itself. "" The most evil, no longer hell spirit, but you human beings. "" The people around you, in fact, they can live well. " "But you can only live here, right?" "Yes." The old Taoist laughed: "You are very intelligent, no wonder I will choose you and be my closer disciple." "You? No, you are not him, he is a saint, and you, no." Bai Muye shook his head firmly. I heard many versions. "Bai Muye looked at him:" Which one do you want to listen to? " The old Taoist said calmly: "So, I am him, and he is me. I am just his evil side, which he cut off in the past and put into this hell to guard it."

"But what did you do?" Bai Muye looked at him.

"Me? Of course I am guarding hell!" The old Taoist looked at Bai Muye calmly: "I am formed by pure evil thoughts, but this evil is not the same as doing evil. So the old Taoist will not care about your affairs. The old Taoist has only one mission, which is to guard this hell!"

"So I will not look at you differently just because you are the old Taoist's last disciple, let alone help you."

"I understand, then what are you doing here?" Bai Muye looked at him.

The old Taoist said: "Although I won't be partial, we still have the relationship between master and disciple. I came here just to remind you that even if you kill all three high priests, you can't save your relatives and friends."

"If you want them to survive, you can only leave them in this hell."

The old Taoist looked at Bai Muye: "If you don't want to be separated from them, then turn yourself... into a creature in this hell, and everything will be perfect."

As he said, the old Taoist looked up at the sky: "Look at this sky, look at this sea... They are all like fairyland!"

He looked at Bai Muye sincerely: "In fact, no matter where you practice, you are pursuing the supreme way, which is a breakthrough for yourself. People who practice, why should you care about these?"

"Are they completely hopeless?" Bai Muye certainly didn't completely believe what the old Taoist said.

Even if he is really the evil corpse of the Taoist ancestor!

Yes, Xiaobai didn't really agree with his statement.

To be precise, he didn't quite believe it.

"Of course, I can save them." The old Taoist said calmly: "But why should I save them?"

"Tell me, what are your conditions for curing them?" Bai Muye didn't waste time talking to him and asked directly.

He didn't believe that the old Taoist came here for no reason just to tell him a story about the beginning of chaos.

The old Taoist priest was silent for a moment, and said: "The hell nowadays is quite good. People in the human world cannot be saved. Why do you have to restart the six reincarnations? Those creatures have endless desires and are in dire straits. Why do you care about their life or death?"

"You should know better than me what the human world is like, right?"

The old Taoist priest looked at Bai Muye: "Greedy, selfish, shameless, bloodthirsty, arrogant, furious..."

"Those creatures don't deserve to live in this world."

"Making them into ancestral crystals is their best destination."

"And some creatures that deserve to be saved, we will naturally bring them to hell."

"Although the name is hell, it seems very gloomy and terrifying, but you are already in hell, and your feelings are the most real."

"Do you think... this place is terrible?"

"Tell me, what price do I have to pay to cure them?" Bai Muye asked again, this time in a different way.

The old Taoist looked directly into Bai Muye's eyes and said, "Give up rebuilding the six reincarnations."

Bai Muye fell silent.

As a person with the pinnacle of spiritual power, as a person who has taken the path of talismans to an unprecedented height, he did not doubt that the old Taoist was lying. He knew that what the old Taoist said was true.

"Either give up their lives, or give up rebuilding the six reincarnations." The old Taoist finally showed his true colors.

No more beating around the bush with Xiaobai.

It was time to show his cards.

"Of course, you have a third choice, let them stay in hell, you...either leave, or you stay." The old Taoist smiled and said, "I tend to let you stay, after all, you are a rare talent. Hell...also needs people like you."

"If I stay, I can even replace this fallen archangel and become one of the three great priests, right?" Bai Muye suddenly looked at the old Taoist and asked.

"You need to fight for it yourself. You killed the fallen archangel so powerfully today, and you can kill the other two high priests tomorrow. Whether they will be panicked or resent you is not something I should interfere with." The old Taoist priest looked calm.

"But you still interfered after all." Bai Muye shook his head slightly and said lightly: "Under normal circumstances, even if I kill all the creatures in hell, it should have nothing to do with you. After all, your mission is to guard hell, and it is just... guarding hell."

Hearing this, a layer of faint black air rose between the old Taoist priest's eyebrows. He looked at Bai Muye: "I said, this is for the sake of the friendship between master and apprentice."

Bai Muye smiled lightly and said: "You know, I originally believed you 80%... Well, maybe more, but you said too much."

"Oh?" The old Taoist priest's whisk in his hand With a flick of his hand, he looked at Bai Muye with a half-smile: "What do you mean?"

"You only saw that I inherited the Daozu's unique skills, but you don't know what happened between us." Bai Muye said: "So you are afraid that it is hard to imagine. I have only seen the master a few times, and every time, he was like a fire burning eyebrows, and disappeared without saying a few words."

"So, my Daozu master is actually very lazy."

"He is not as hardworking as you."

In the last sentence, Xiaobai directly used the honorific "you", but there was no respect on his face.

He casually patted the ugly hell creature in the rune net bag on his waist: "Xiao Xiang, I can't help but look up to your race now."

What the hell is Xiao Xiang?

The ugly hell creature knew that Bai Muye could not spit out ivory.

"What do you mean by this?" It asked in surprise.

"I always thought that only my colorful sister had inherited the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, but I didn't expect that your ugly race... could also know the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art! And your attainments are not inferior to my colorful sister at all. I admire you, I admire you!"

Bai Muye said, looking at the old Taoist priest: "The fallen archangel is dead, and the title of your high priest of hell is vacant. If I were you, at this time, I would definitely think about how to support someone close to me. Instead of becoming like my master and running here to frame me."

"Alas..."

The old Taoist priest sighed and said, "You are the most suitable candidate in my mind!"

"But I won't agree. I don't belong here, and this place... doesn't belong to me either." Bai Muye shook his head and refused.

And Xiao Xiang, the ugly hell creature hung on his waist, was completely confused.

Really, it didn't know that the person opposite was the ancestor of its own race, let alone that the ancestor of their race could know the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art!

Even now, it didn't dare to believe this was true.

"Yes, I used the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art to trick you, but I didn't lie to you. Only I know how to break the curse of hell. Neither the fallen archangel nor the dragon knows."

The other party was still communicating with Bai Muye in the guise of an old Taoist priest.

"Change your request," Bai Muye said seriously, "as long as I can do it."

"I said, either you all stay in hell, or... you give up rebuilding the six reincarnations." The old Taoist said: "Once the six reincarnations reappear in the world, this hell... will become a place of no peace!"

"A place that looks like a fairyland will once again become a habitat for those disgusting evil spirits in the world!"

"Those garbage are not welcome here!"

"Do you want the lives of your relatives and friends, or the lives of those human beings who have nothing to do with you, choose it yourself."

Bai Muye was silent: "There is still a way to solve this matter."

At this time, Xiao Xiang, who was hung on his waist, finally couldn't help but speak: "No, how can the curse among them be so powerful? The three great priests, or the big medicine in the depths of the Forgotten River... There is no problem!"

"What do you know?" The old Taoist glared at it fiercely.

The death gaze made Xiao Xiang shut up immediately.

The old Taoist said coldly: "This young man knows much more than you!"

"If, one day the six reincarnations are built, even if hell becomes part of the six reincarnations again, I can do it and will not send those evil ghosts to hell." Bai Muye looked at the old Taoist: "I do this, can you help me?"

"Are you kidding? Do you know how many evil ghosts in your world should go to hell? That is an immeasurable number! Hell itself is one of the six paths! Do you understand?" The old Taoist suddenly got angry and his tone became stern.

Bai Muye said: "I can promise that I will solve this problem. I will not let any of those who should go to hell go to hell."

"Then what are you going to do? Make them into ancestral crystals? If so, what is the difference between you and those corrupt gods in the Pantheon?" The old Taoist looked at Bai Muye with a serious face.

"No, there will never be such a thing as ancestral crystals in the future." Bai Muye shook his head: "Those who should go to hell, I will make them disappear directly into ashes."

"You don't have this ability." The old Taoist sneered.

"What if there is?" Bai Muye asked back.

"If there is, if there is..." The old Taoist narrowed his eyes, looked at Bai Muye, and said slowly: "I will tell you how to save them, what's the harm?"

"Okay! It's a deal!" Bai Muye was waiting for this sentence.

At this time, Xiao Xiang couldn't help but asked weakly: "Are you really my ancestor?"

The old Taoist rolled his eyes: "No, I don't have an unfilial descendant like you." After that, he looked at Bai Muye: "Please clean up this kind of waste directly."

"No, ancestor, I was wrong, I was forced! Ancestor, save me!" Xiao Xiang wailed immediately.

Bai Muye was annoyed by it, so he directly unsealed it and kicked it away.

Although this thing deserves to die, since it has not been killed, it is even worse to kill it in front of the ancestor at this time.

Instead of looking at it here, it is better to kick it away, out of sight, out of mind.

"Well done!" The old Taoist was relieved.

A useless thing, carrying the most powerful curse, this human didn't kill it!

In this case, it was not destined to die.

The old Taoist priest didn't care at all about sacrificing his descendants.

The next moment, Bai Muye began to use runes to construct a model of the six reincarnations in the void.

At first, the old Taoist priest didn't care too much.

Because this person has the ability to rebuild the six reincarnations, the top existences in hell already know it.

Otherwise, this wouldn't have happened.

But gradually, he looked at the passages and palaces in the void, and couldn't help showing shock in his eyes.

First shocked, then shocked, and then... became a little numb.

Until Bai Muye showed the entire six reincarnation model he designed in front of the old Taoist priest, the old Taoist priest opened his mouth wide, and muttered for a long time: "Genius! Unparalleled genius! Nowadays, this level of genius can appear in this world... Oh my God, I really want to leave you in hell!"

Huh!

The old Taoist priest let out a long sigh and looked at Bai Muye: "Even the saints who sacrificed their lives to transform into the six paths back then were not as perfect as your model. Awesome... Really amazing!"

Bai Muye said modestly: "After all, I am standing on the shoulders of my predecessors to do this."

"No, you don't know what the original six paths look like. You... you... you..." The old Taoist priest looked at Bai Muye, said the word "you" several times in a row, and then his eyes showed an extremely shocked light, and the whole person seemed to be dumbfounded, looking at Bai Muye.

"What's wrong?" Bai Muye frowned slightly.

"You are..." The old Taoist priest said, and suddenly stopped talking.

Even so, there was still a lightning bolt that came from nowhere in the endless sky above his head and struck the old Taoist priest.

Crack!

Instantly, the old Taoist priest was burned all over.

There was even a smell of barbecue.

The old Taoist priest did not dodge at all and endured it.

Then he spit out a mouthful of blood, staggered a few steps, looked at Bai Muye and smiled bitterly: "It's still unspeakable... It's really domineering!"

Bai Muye frowned, thinking that he was already in hell, what else could he not say?

He didn't understand, but he could feel that the old Taoist priest opposite him should have guessed his background.

But his background was so amazing?

He didn't mention the name, but was struck by lightning just thinking about it in his heart?

It was really domineering!

"You didn't consider hell in your model... Oh, you didn't consider our hell, right?"

The old Taoist paused for a while, looked at Bai Muye and said faintly: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Bai Muye looked at him in astonishment.

The old Taoist also reacted, scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and then shook the whisk in his hand: "I forgot, and we didn't ask."

"So..." Bai Muye looked at him.

"Okay, it's okay to tell you the method. If you want to remove the hell curse on these people, there is only one thing, that is, the fortune liquid." The old Taoist looked at Bai Muye seriously: "Depending on the depth of each person's curse, the fortune liquid required is also completely different..."

As he said, he said: "So, you let them out, don't worry, they will be fine in this hell."

Bai Muye looked at the old Taoist doubtfully, but still released Zijin, Wenjun and others from the talisman master's book and unsealed them.

After waking up, several people looked at Bai Muye first.

Seeing his calm face, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Then they looked around the world.

"Is this hell?" Wenjun asked softly with narrowed eyes.

These people are very smart. The problem lies with the creatures in hell. In the end, if they want to solve it, they will most likely go to hell.

"Yes." Bai Muye nodded.

"Oh, my realm has been damaged." Caiyi muttered to the side.

After Zijin woke up, she wanted to get close to Bai Muye first, but then she sensed something and stopped.

But she was hugged by Bai Muye who came over.

"Brother, I'm a little scared." Zijin said softly.

Not afraid of anything else, but afraid of separation!

With the realm and intelligence of Wenjun and Zijin, even if Xiaobai didn't say anything, they could infer a lot of information in a short time.

Before, even Xiaobai was helpless against the curse on them in the human world, but here, they didn't feel any discomfort even if they did nothing.

It can only mean that they have become creatures of hell now. Or, they must be in hell to ensure safety.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Bai Muye gently hugged Zijin, not caring about the curse on himself.

Then everyone looked at the old Taoist priest opposite, but when Xiaobai released them, the old Taoist priest had changed his face.

The same immortal style and kind eyes, but no longer looked like a Taoist ancestor.

"This girl is not a big deal. If she hadn't helped others suppress it, she wouldn't have become like this." The old Taoist priest looked at Lin Zijin who was held in Bai Muye's arms and said.

"She is in the same situation... Huh? Why do I think you look familiar?"

The old Taoist priest frowned and looked at Wenjun with a look of surprise, then turned to look at Lin Zijin, blinked his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and before he could speak, two more thunders fell from the sky.

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