Rong Xian's unceremonious words pierced through what the power lords had been trying to hide, and what they were afraid of.
Although they have boarded the road, although the road is lonely, it does not mean that they are alone in the world without anyone familiar.
Even the legendary ruthless Taoist monks have their own concerns, let alone them.
Lovers, relatives, or those who have died with the passage of time cannot move them, so what about the master or disciple who has been with him for a long time
In the world of monks, the relationship between master and apprentice is closer than blood relationship.
As long as they are not detached, they will die one day.
Once he dies, he falls into the hands of Hades.
In a word, they have nothing to threaten Pluto, but Pluto knows their weaknesses well.
For a while, the whole world fell silent.
After a long time, Xingchen Pavilion Master Jiu Yao took a step forward and said lightly: "When a person dies like a lamp goes out, after death, everything will cease, who cares about the name behind him, and what happens after death is just a big dream, no one knows what it is. toward."
A faint smile appeared on Zhou Tianzi's face, and he said, "The pavilion master is right, I am not afraid of death, I have to live to understand the value of living, and then it is up to me what happens after death."
Everyone here is the master of the major forces in the Middle Thousand Realms, and the cultivation base has risen to the realm. They really don't care that they fall into the hands of Hades after death.
Since you have offended Pluto, then try to live better while you are alive, work hard to cultivate and live longer, and try not to fall into the hands of Pluto.
Even if they finally fall into the hands of Hades, they have to have a way to deal with it.
It can be said that it is very hard to confront Rong Xian.
Rong Xian's face was pure and sincere: "I admire the most powerful person who has a bottom line, principles, and perseverance in his heart."
She smiled slightly, slapped her palms and smiled and said: "Since you don't care about what happens after you die, you must have a plan. I'm very interested in this, so let's try it and see if your vassals can hold on to it. To what extent."
Her dark eyes became more and more black and white at this time, full of cold innocence, and her eyes fell on the monk below, not knowing whether it was pity or sadness.
"They are fighting for justice."
"They are not afraid of death, they are not confused, they are not afraid of failure."
"They bear your honor."
"Don't be confused, don't be greedy."
Rong Xian paused, her eyes deep and indifferent: "This is the shackle you set for them."
"Try now, can they break it?" Rong Xian seemed to think of something funny, with a faint curiosity in her heart.
She raised her hand, and her voice suddenly became extremely gentle: "Look around you."
Countless cultivators around the six-pointed star array looked around subconsciously, and then their eyes widened, their minds seemed to be greatly shocked, and the weapons in their hands were unsteady.
I saw that every monk was surrounded by a circle of black mist, and the darkness seemed to surround them all.
After the black mist dissipated, one after another familiar figures appeared in front of them.
The appearance is the same as before, but the smile on his face is very satisfying.
"This is... Shizun? Is Shizun you? Haven't you been dead for a hundred years?"
"Daughter, my daughter, it's really you, it's really you. Mother didn't expect the day to see you."
"Brother, brother finally saw you, isn't this a dream?"
"Sister, I miss you so much."
People who have been dead for a long time have come to the people closest to them with the help of cause and effect.
Seeing that the cultivators were so excited that it was difficult to calm down, and their Taoist hearts were shaken.
Wei Huang's expression was awe-inspiring, and the powerful momentum around her body washed over everyone. Her tone was as cold as an iceberg and a cold spring, which made people wake up with a shock.
"The deceased has been controlled by Hades. She has a spirit banner, and the dead souls are her minions. Be awake, don't be confused."
Rong Xian glanced at her, and lowered her voice with a sneer. The smile on her face was as gentle as a willow in a spring breeze, and her words were enchanted by magic: "They suffered many hardships before and after death."
"Live obsessively, and grievances will not dissipate after death."
"Who are they thinking about? Who is the obsession?"
Rong Xian smiled lightly, tilted her head, her eyes were calm and gentle, and her finger lightly touched her lips: "Shh! Listen, who are they calling, who is the person they most want to see even if they die? ?"
"Did you hear it? The dead are missing you, calling you, and looking forward to being reunited with you."
As her voice came out, the phantom shadows of the ghosts floating around the monks shone with fiery light, and their figures seemed to be supported by strength in an instant, and they became solid.
They are more energetic than living people, happier than they were in their lifetimes, and that kind of spirit is a scene that living people have never seen and longed for in the bottom of their hearts.
At this moment, a wisp of yin chirped into their ears those low, hoarse voices that were hard to tell.
"Mother, I miss you so much. I didn't expect that after my death, my whole body would be relieved, and no one would say that I was useless and just had a good pregnancy."
"Brother, you and I have been dependent on each other for many years. What I regret most is that I earned a year's worth of spiritual stones to buy you a birthday gift, but died on your birthday. Seeing my elder brother sad, I feel really bad. "
"Daddy, I'm fine here. No one bullies me. Everyone loves me when I'm young. I've been happier than ever before. I'm sorry, daddy, I made you worry about it before."
"Master, the disciple is still wielding his sword every day. I have already practiced the sword intent, and I will never let Master be ashamed again. Master, don't be sad. The disciples were demons in the body, and they gave up in front of Master. Master is heartbroken, after the disciple dies, there is no need to worry about the problem of entering the devil, and the swordsmanship taught by the master is also proficient."
"Husband, I'm fine now. I've been thinking about you with my baby. Now, seeing your husband's heroic appearance and extraordinary momentum, I'm very happy."
The deceased souls who have long been dead for a long time spoke their joy with peaceful expressions and shared their life after death, making many monks burst into tears.
It's not that they can't reach home, but that everyone has a restricted area in their hearts that they can't reach.
Whether it's #wutong half-dead and clearing the frost, the white mandarin ducks lost their companions# or #liangma's feet were lost because of no owner, and the old friend's heart is absolutely sad# and so on, all of which show the infinite regret and pain in the hearts of the living.
Now, seeing the people who are deep in their hearts appear alive in front of them, their so-called #seven emotions are immobile, six desires are not born# has also collapsed.
Not to mention how aloof monks should be and how high their moods are, as long as they are human, they can be caught out.
Countless cultivators saw their deceased relatives, and they hugged each other excitedly, unwilling to separate.
They attribute this moment to the grace bestowed by God, but just for a while, they have already begun to hope for eternity.
Rong Xian's eyes swept across the faces of many monks, her expression was high, her tone was gentle and bewitching, and she was earnest and enticing: "Don't you miss them? Don't you want to be with them forever?"
"Yin Dynasty, the boundary between life and death is broken."
"Life is the beginning, death is not the end."
"Here, regret will eventually be wiped out."
"You will get the future and get the consummation."
Her words were very seductive. A cultivator who had been bullied at the bottom was the first to stand up. He looked at his wife and children standing behind him with tears in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth opened a big arc.
"Wait for me, we will be reunited as a family." He said softly.
At the moment when his voice fell, the face of the master of many forces suddenly changed.
"Not good!" Jiu Yao said immediately.
It was a pity that it was already too late, and the cultivator directly cut himself off in front of the formation.
His death has attracted much attention, and he, who has been unknown all the time, has rarely become the focus of the entire world at this time.
After the monk died, wisps of Yin Qi wrapped around his body.
When the yin qi melted into his body, his soul body suddenly came out of his body, and his sluggish expression returned to the agility of his life under the enrichment of yin qi.
He looked sideways at his wife and children for the first time and hugged them with a happy smile on his face, very satisfied.
People have a herd mentality, and if there is a first, there will be a second and a third.
Those who have been persistent for thousands of years are even more easily seduced. They gave up their lives for the reunion in front of them and existed in another form.
Zhou Tianzi and others stood on the spot with ugly faces. They looked up at the throne where the yin qi gathered. Yajun, the king of the underworld, was sitting on the throne carelessly, occasionally looking down at everything that was happening below. With two points of interest, it makes people feel cold.
Around the six-pointed star formation that spreads all over the Middle Thousand Realms, countless cultivators are ignoring the persuasion of those around them and abandoning themselves here, giving up their lives.
Zhou Tianzi and others, who were stabbed by the suicides of the cultivators, hurt their eyes.
In a trance, the alliance army that defeated Hades was reduced to hell in an instant.
The six-pointed star array exuding pure light was dyed red by the splashing blood, and the wisps of yin in the void were also dyed with extreme red, bloody and terrifying, suffocating.
Those monks who were awakened by Yin Qi to reunite with their relatives, the satisfied smiles on their faces and the non-stop suicide scene went on at the same time.
This scene is terrifying and terrifying, making people numb and tremble.
"Pluto, let's stop." Master Jiegan said weakly, "I'll give you everything you want."
Rong Xian lowered her eyes to look at him, as if a god condescendingly condescended to look at all beings from the corner of his eye.
Her eyes were extremely cold and gloomy, and the smile at the corner of her mouth was infused with strong malice: "Aren't you very calm? You all have time to slowly set up a six-pointed star formation to imprison my subordinates, and lure me here, so why is there such a hurry? Half time."
"Man—isn't it dead yet?"
She stood there, and every word she uttered sent a shudder to the soul.
It is indeed not Rong Xian who is anxious now, but the masters of other major forces.
Every time there is a delay, countless monks die.
The people they brought out in their entirety did not die on the battlefield against the enemy, but died in a funny joke.
This is enough to make the hearts of the masters of many forces mourn.
They have to admit that Pluto is unmatched.
Pluto is a lunatic.
PS: Rong Xian: We must take the opportunity to advertise the Hades, and we cannot let people think that this is a three-no unit.
(End of this chapter)