"And the disciples and disciples who belong to Xuanmen can also easily awaken the memories of past lives with the help of their brothers. They also euphemistically call this method the spiritual enlightenment technique..."
"Buddhist people are even more shameless. They call these Buddhist disciples with memories of past lives reincarnated soul boys. They even use this to deceive the world and promote Buddhism..."
"
"Empress Houtu, you have great compassion in your heart. You are unwilling to do this kind of murder and arson. I understand you."
"But we demons are not good people to begin with. I am willing to do this black glove..."
"You haven't seen anything about today's incident. The Ten Palaces of Yama, Emperor Fengdu, King Ksitigarbha, and Taiyi Ku Tianzun, I will do my best to solve them one by one for you..."
After saying these words, Yang Jian was about to leave, but was stopped by Hou Tu.
Seeing this, Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and continued calmly: "Empress Houtu, you should understand what I mean."
The metaphor of Yang Jian's previous sentences was very obvious.
As long as Queen Houtu turns a blind eye, everything that happens today has nothing to do with her.
Similarly, after clearing out the people installed by Heaven, Xuanmen, and Buddhism, the power of the entire underworld will return to Hou Tu again.
Whether it's a matter like this, whether it's public or private, Empress Houtu shouldn't have any need to stop it.
Just when Yang Jian felt doubtful in his heart, what Hou Tu said next, who had been silent all this time, shocked him greatly.
"I know all the things you mentioned. If I really want to stop it, people from Heaven, Xuanmen, and Buddhism will not be able to get in..."
"But the underworld is so big, and there are so many ghosts with obsessions after death in the prehistoric world. How can I possibly manage it all by myself..."
"Things in the underworld always need people to manage them. Without people from Heaven, Xuanmen, and Buddhism to manage them, the underworld will only become more chaotic..."
After hearing what Empress Houtu said, Yang Jian immediately fell into silence. It was obvious that he was moved.
It's not that he didn't think of some things, but that he was influenced by certain concepts from his previous life. He was preconceived and prepared to destroy these guys who interfered with the vegetarian meal in the reincarnation corpse position.
After these words from Empress Houtu, Yang Jian just woke up from a dream. After a faint sigh, the murderous aura in his body immediately subsided.
"..."
If the entire prehistoric era is an independently running society, the reincarnation underworld is one of them, a super large factory!
Any large factory has its own unique operating rules, and countless people, like countless parts, support the operation of the entire factory.
Although people from Heavenly Court, Xuanmen, and Buddhism are not as good as imagined and have obvious biases, generally speaking, they can still guarantee fairness and justice on the surface...
There is no complete justice or absolute justice in this world.
Because people have selfish intentions, the boundaries between black and white are originally very blurred, and they are the same for everyone...
Even if this group of people falls and is replaced by the next group of people, how much better will it be? No one knows...
However, although he knew this truth, Yang Jian was still prepared to bite the bullet and defend himself.
After all, Gang had a kind heart and was ready to go to war, but he was pushed back by someone's words. He couldn't let go of the face of his Demon Ancestor.
"..."
Just when Yang Jian bites the bullet and explains to Houtu that people from the demonic path can also replace people from heaven, Xuanmen, and Buddhism to do these things...
The next second, he was slapped in the face by reality.
For a moment, Yang Jian was ashamed.
It turned out that as soon as Yang Jian's words were spoken, a roar came from the distance.
A ghost from the underworld roared angrily.
"The damn devil kid sneaked into my underworld to steal souls again. Fellow Taoists passing by, please help us and stop these two bold devil bandits..."
After hearing this, the corners of Houtu Empress' lips curled up slightly, and the half-smiling smile on her face became even more intense.
the other side!
I saw two demonic shadows with weird smiles in the two rays of demonic energy. Their bodies were covered with blood and light, and they were carrying tens of thousands of ghosts and fled towards a weak space.
Behind them, a horse-faced Yin Shen followed, leading a group of ghost soldiers to chase after them.
An old devil who had lost all his teeth looked back and said with a strange smile.
"Ma Mian, how much merit will you be rewarded for your hard work in catching us? How many years will it take to reach the next level..."
"We demons are not easy to mess with, so why do we do these troublesome things, otherwise we will lose our lives instead of taking advantage of them?"
At this moment, another old devil also replied with a smile.
"The Ten Thousand Demon Array we are going to refine requires millions of souls. I will have to come to your underworld a few more times..."
"Save your energy and wait until next time to chase us, hahaha!"
…
"The gap in the city is right ahead!"
The old devil with cracked skin said hoarsely,
"If you chase me again, we will really have to fight to the death. Do you really think clearly about the pros and cons of this?"
…
When the horse-faced and sinister general from the underworld heard this, he stopped chasing him and stopped moving forward, shouting curses.
"Two devil bastards, you must run fast, otherwise I will definitely tear your bones apart!"
"..."
Yang Jian, the ancestor of the Demonic Way, had just criticized the people of Heaven, Xuanmen, and Buddhism...
Two demons appeared and wanted to refine millions of souls and set up a large formation. Yang Jian was so slapped in the face that he couldn't say a word at all...
Emotions: People from heaven, Taoism, and Buddhism exert power in the underworld, causing chaos in reincarnation, without fairness and justice, and you demons simply kill people, set fires, and rob souls...
People from Heaven, Xuanmen, and Buddhism may not be good people, but your demonic ways are even darker. You directly use the souls of dead creatures as materials...
"..."
Looking at Hou Tu, whose face was getting more and more playful, Yang Jian snorted coldly and shocked the two demons in the Xuanxian realm to death.
Yang Jian scratched his scalp and explained awkwardly.
"The two of them are just an exception in our demonic path. They are the black sheep. Queen Houtu, please don't misunderstand..."
"..."
After hearing Yang Jian's shameless words, Hou Tu couldn't help it any longer and burst into laughter.
"What's the reputation of your demonic path? Don't you, the ancestor of the demonic path, know about it?
? Isn't it normal for you people in the devil's path to kill people and set fires? "
"Is it wrong to snatch souls? Is it wrong..."
"But things like this are commonplace in the devil's path..."
"Aren't all demonic people like this? How come you, the ancestor of the demonic art, got so angry when you saw this..."
"…………"
Yang Jian felt extremely uncomfortable getting along with a woman like Houtu Empress, who had a straightforward personality but was also extremely smart. In less than a moment, he covered his face and left.
He never wants to come to the underworld again, and he never wants to see Empress Houtu again...
A person like him, who is sinister and stingy, can't help but feel self-pity and sorrow in his heart when faced with a powerful person like Houtu Empress who has great love in her heart.
And just when Yang Jian turned around and was about to leave, Hou Tu Ruoyouruowu's words suddenly came to his ears.
"No matter what you want to do, what are your plans? But I see that your heart does not involve the underworld..."
"Return a favor, if you really want to change your mind, you might as well go to Zhuogu Spring in Luowu Valley and have a look!"
Yang Jian, who was about to turn around and leave, paused slightly after hearing Hou Tu's words.
He bowed to Hou Tu again, expressed his gratitude, and then turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the underworld of reincarnation.
"…………"
Looking at Yang Jian's retreating back, Hou Tu sighed quietly and muttered to himself in an inexplicable tone.
"The sun in the water is the sun in the sky, and the people I love are like the drifting sand. Everything I look at is remembered, and everything I think about is the past."
"When you meet the right person at the wrong time, you are right and you are wrong."
"Taiyi, this is what you said when you broke up with me."
"It wasn't until so many years ago that I realized that this statement was false."
"When you don't love someone, you won't be with them no matter what. However, when you really fall in love with someone, you will do your best to be with them, no matter what is in front of you."
After saying these words, Hou Tu's figure disappeared from the place, leaving only the last words.
"Taiyi, you are my calamity, and I am your calamity."
"If you still have a trace of your soul left, I won't let you go no matter what this time."
"…………"
The northern capital is Luzhou.
On the edge of Zhuogu Spring in Luowu Valley, a handsome young man suddenly appeared on a huge rock.
With his spiritual consciousness unfolding, Yang Jian searched carefully here several times and found nothing.
If you were an ordinary person, you might give up like this.
However, as a modern person, Yang Jian's way of thinking is different from that of people in the prehistoric times.
Sometimes, the less problematic it seems, the more problematic it is.
If the secrets in Zhuogu Spring in Luowu Valley were discovered so easily, it would have been Yang Jian's turn, and they would have been dug out by others long ago.
Even with Yang Jian's Demon Ancestor-level power, he couldn't detect any abnormalities. It is estimated that even if those saints came here, it would be the same, let alone other people.
"His grandma said that Luowu Valley is the place where the nine Golden Crows died. Emperor Jun and Taiyi will definitely leave something here..."
"So, countless people came here to dig graves very early on, but these people dug nothing in the end."
"Day after day, year after year, gradually no one comes here!"
