The old Taoist priest became autistic directly.

Autism to doubting life.

Is that thing his descendants?

Yes!

At least in terms of blood relationship, this is indeed the case.

He has no way to deny this.

Even if he could be so cold-blooded that he was cursed in the body of his descendants, hoping to pass on the curse to those who wanted to rebuild the six realms of reincarnation through the death of his descendants. But he could not deny his relationship with the ugly ghost.

"This matter is a long story. They are all losers on the road to cultivation."

The old Taoist priest sighed and revealed a secret that belongs only to hell.

“How wonderful it is in the world!”

He sighed.

"All living beings on earth can practice. Even if they fail to pass the barrier, there will be no serious consequences. At most, they will stop at the current state and have endless years of life and enjoy all the blessings in the world."

"But hell won't do."

"This place seems like a fairyland, but it is a place of exile after all."

"It can become what it is today thanks to the gods of the Temple of the Pantheon that year, breaking the six realms of reincarnation, allowing hell to be divided from the six realms of reincarnation from then on."

"Without those evil ghosts, after countless years of joint efforts of countless hell creatures, we finally became what we are today."

"But even though it has become like this, there are still many problems."

"For example, after the living beings have reached a certain level of cultivation, once they fail to pass through the barrier, all kinds of ominous events will occur on their bodies."

"The worst result is death."

The old Taoist priest looked at Bai Muye and others: "The best result... is to completely become inhuman like my descendants, and then his temperament became more and more strange, and finally approached the most primitive beast."

"So you understand why the creatures in hell are unwilling to appear in the six realms of reincarnation?"

"Without the six realms of reincarnation, at most I will become like my descendants, but at least I can continue to practice."

"As long as you continue to hone your mind and perfect your own Taoist realm, one day, there will be a chance to restore your human body and enter a higher field at the same time."

"But once the six realms of reincarnation are rebuilt, hell will become one of the six realms..."

The old Taoist priest sighed: "Faced with the endless evil spirits that pour in again, hell will become a real hell again!"

"But we don't want to do this! We hope there are no evil ghosts in hell!"

"Who doesn't want his home to be a happy and peaceful place?"

"If you were to do this, you would have made the same choice as us... and tried hard to protect your home, right?"

Everyone was silent.

If this old Taoist priest is telling the truth, then the hatred of the creatures in hell towards those who rebuild the six realms of reincarnation is indeed understandable.

Even if both sides do not die, it can only be said that luck is a mess.

From their own standpoints, no one is wrong.

"I saw your six-path reincarnation model and knew that I had blamed you wrongly, but we were also punished as we deserved. Look, the fallen archangel was killed by you..."

Speaking of this, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but smile bitterly: "A Buddha once said that one day, the fallen archangel would die suddenly. But at that time, no one believed this. Now that I think about it, it's true."

He looked at Xiaobai and said, "If you believe me, let all of them stay in hell. The hell curse among them is not particularly strong. As long as there is a drop of creation liquid, it should be solved."

"That's so simple?" Bai Muye looked at him: "I have it."

"no!"

"no!"

"You can't do this!"

"I won't agree!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he asked you, Caiyi and others spoke directly.

Zi Jin said with a strange look: "I also have Creation Liquid on me, why am I also hit this kind of curse?"

"I have it too!" Wenjun said on the side.

The old Taoist priest glanced at Zijin: "You don't have enough, and you don't have any defense."

I looked at you again and asked you: "You have not refined it from others. You have not refined it cleanly enough. Also, you are all the same, without any precautions."

He said, looking at Bai Muye and said, "Actually, the curse power prepared for you is the strongest!"

"Xiao Xiang?" Bai Muye asked.

What the hell is Xiaoxiang?

The old Taoist priest looked question marks.

Wen Jun, Zi Jin and others twitched gently.

Xiaobai is a bad embryo!

"Do you think of my descendants? Yes, it's him. We did everything to prevent this from happening. Although I would lose a junior, the whole hell will remember him, thank him!"

The old Taoist priest said with a look of reason.

Well, this is someone’s theory. Although it sounds cold-blooded, it is not convenient for others to make any comments on this.

The old Taoist priest sighed and said, "But unexpectedly, by accident, you avoided this disaster, but now it seems that it is a good thing."

As he said that, he invited Bai Muye again with sincerity: "Join hell! As long as you are willing to join, I promise to convince that dragon to become one of the three priests of hell! From now on, you will be the top one..."

As he was speaking, a shocking dragon roar suddenly came from the end of the distant ocean.

A huge black dragon came on the clouds.

In an instant, he approached everyone and turned into an old man in black, his eyes swept across the faces of the group of people.

Then his eyes fell on the old Taoist priest, and he asked with a strange expression: "Six Heavenly Thunders...What have you done to be hated by others? He was struck by lightning?"

The old Taoist priest wanted to remind the other party, but when he heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "Old Long, take a closer look, who are they?"

"Do you want to restart the six realms of reincarnation?" The black dragon, who turned into an old man in black, fell on Bai Muye's body with his eyes and said in a stern tone: "You killed the fallen archangel? So bold! I don't have the good temper of this old man. Don't think of anyone today... Hey? Hey? You, you... you are not that..."

Click!

A thunder fell from the sky and struck the head of the old man in black.

The old man in black roared angrily, and a giant dragon phantom roared at the sky thunder.

But it's useless.

The old man in black was slashed so hard that his whole body was charred.

It's black, and now it's even darker.

Like a piece of coke.

The old man in black stood there, his face full of - Who am I? Where am I? What am I here?

Then, he began to try to stop the curiosity deep in his heart, not wanting to see the remaining few people.

There are six strangers here, and just now six thunders struck down. Wouldn't it mean that these people are extremely amazing... Even thinking about those names in their minds will be struck by lightning?

But if you can hold it back, you will not be curious about the saying that kills the cat.

He couldn't help but glance at Lin Zijin.

He looked stunned.

Click!

A ray of lightning struck him.

This time, he didn't even resist.

The mouth opened and a mouthful of blood was prominent.

He looked at Wenjun again, frowned slightly at first, and then showed a shock.

Click!

Another thunder.

This time, in addition to a mouthful of blood, there was also the black smoke coming out from the seven orifices.

Oh shit!

He turned to look at the old Taoist priest who was gloating on the side.

"You cheat me!"

"I don't." The old Taoist priest looked serious, "I really don't!"

The old man in black looked at Caiyi, Si Yin and Shan Gu like he didn't believe in evil.
To be continued...