(844 Persistent Questioning, Mercy Forgives the Remnant)

He didn't take the Dao Cultivation Method, nor did he come up with a tangled proposition, but instead casually asked you to ask questions, but he didn't guarantee that his answer was true?

It seems meaningless, but there is a hidden murder motive.

Let people take the initiative to ask questions according to their own hearts, which is the easiest to expose the questioner's heart. The greedy seek a way to accumulate wealth, and the good name asks for a shortcut to fame. Naturally, cultivators seek the Tao and live forever.

As long as you ask, for a creature like Xuan Ming, whose divine sense is incredibly powerful, it is equivalent to opening the door and exposing everything!

There must also be smart people who ask questions by speculating about the other person's intentions and preferences. But this will definitely not escape Xuan Ming's detection.

If you don't ask questions according to your own heart, then you will violate the "must" in the first half of the sentence, and Xuan Ming will inevitably directly judge the failure of the test!

Although Gou Zhu said that he came to seek the avenue of immortality, it was the biggest trap to mention this question.

People have said that even if the answer is not true, if he says a series of fanciful and specious ways of cultivation, then how do you deal with it?

If you take it all and take it as a holy scripture, they have already said that I cannot guarantee that my answer is true. What if it's mixed with fakes?

Even if his answer is true, with this suspicion in it, it will inevitably produce demons at the critical breakthrough moment in the future.

If you say that his answer is completely false, reject it all, but you have already heard it. In the future, if you encounter any situation related to what he said, you can't help but think that this interference is simply a demonic obstacle.

Unless you can erase these from your memory completely. But what was spoken by the ancient power of Xuan Ming and imprinted in your divine consciousness is probably not so easy to eradicate.

Inheritance itself is the road to eternal life. If you haven't passed the test, just go straight to it, and that's trespassing. Any punishment given to you by the other party is a matter of course.

You have to follow your own heart, but find a question that has little to do with you, but you really want to ask. And no matter whether Xuan Ming's answer is true or false, it has nothing to do with himself.

Gou Zhu suddenly woke up. In fact, as soon as he came in, he already had a question. That's exactly what he wants to ask, and that's what he wants.

On the contrary, when he tried his best to think about how to pass the test of Xuanming, he was confused in his heart and forgot about it.

If he hadn't come here to seek inheritance, but had come across the ruins of the Snow Country, which was full of corpses, then there was really only one question he wanted to ask.

That's why do all these people die?

Most of these Snow Nation clans are mortals, and most of them are not related to Xuan Ming. Only those with bitter cold poisonous mothers are descendants of Xuanming, and only a few of them.

Even if the Hao family wants to get rid of all the descendants of Xuan Ming, it will be enough to kill all the monks who have the bitter cold poisonous mother. There is no point in killing so many mortals.

If the Houtu Dynasty wanted to rule the Northern Underworld, then there would be no reason to kill all these people.

Only with these monks as the backbone, using the supernatural abilities of the Extreme Underworld Grass, and the life of mortals, can humans gain a firm foothold in this extremely cold land and establish a city.

Even if the Snow Clan refuses to accept and kills most of the monks at the head, there will always be some of the remaining monks who are willing to surrender. It doesn't matter whose rule a mortal accepts.

In this way, the territory of the Houtu Dynasty can reach the ice field, and maybe it can also be used to stabilize the rule of the entire northern frontier. No matter how you look at it, this is stronger than killing everyone in the snow capital, letting this genocide and the city become ruins, and then being sealed under the ice.

Everything can't be reversed, he just wants to ask the Houtu Dynasty for a reason for those who died in vain!

He couldn't ask the emperor. But since Xuan Ming said that you can ask questions according to your heart, then he naturally asked.

Why are these people going to die, is there no other choice?

"Since that's what you're asking," Xuan Ming smiled contemptuously, as if he had asked about something trivial that wasn't worth mentioning at all, "I can tell you." Do you know what the first jade of the Hun Yuan is?"

Gou Zhu was suddenly shocked, and there seemed to be a lot of things in his mind. He couldn't tell if these things were already in his head, and he just forgot about them now, or if Xuan Ming was telling them?

Xuan Ming originally held a piece of Hun Yuan Shi Jade. That is, the piece that is now held by Emperor Kun Yuan of the Houtu Dynasty. One hundred thousand years ago, Heavenly Court's purpose in destroying the True Martial Heavenly Kingdom was precisely to seize this piece of Hun Yuan Origin Jade.

However, the true martial arts died, the divine soul was shattered, and the force of the robbery was pulled, gathering in the northern frontier of Dongsheng Shenzhou, and evolving into the Snow Clan. This piece of Hun Yuan Shi Jade also disappeared.

After searching all over the Ten Thousand Realms and not being able to find it, but when the Chaos Heavenly Tribulation gradually approached to only tens of thousands of years left, the Hao family, the Lord of the Heavenly Court, finally noticed the eye of the storm where the tribulation power of the Dongsheng Divine Continent converged.

The Hao family specially sent a vein to the lower realm, established the Houtu Dynasty, and began to search for the Hunyuan Shiyu that was left here.

In the tens of thousands of years of searching, the real merit still relied on Emperor Tianrong's destruction of the Snow Country more than 500 years ago.

But no one knows in whose hands the Hun Yuan Shiyu is. If the owner does not summon it out, no one will see it, and it will be useless to search no matter what.

And the ownerless Hun Yuan Shiyu will take the initiative to manifest. So there is a simple solution, which is to change the owner into the ownerless, and you can find it. Therefore, killing the owner of the Hun Yuan Shiyu is the easiest way.

Since you don't know who the owner of the Hun Yuan Shi Yu is, then kill all the Snow Clan people until the Hun Yuan Shi Yu appears!

So hundreds of thousands of men, women, and children in the Snow Country, including the already dying old and swaddling babies, were ordered to be killed.

Xuan Ming smiled coldly, and suddenly his whole body collapsed, revealing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, which was the scene when the Snow Clan was slaughtered back then. Countless resentful spirits invisible to mortals lingered in the air like smoke and mist, slowly converging into clouds in the air.

At this moment, the red sun rose in the east, and in the golden glow, a huge golden car appeared in the air, pulling the car was eight dragons, and the golden scales of the whole body were like thousands of golden rays of golden light from the sun shining on the sea.

Emperor Tianrong sat in the car, his eyes swept over this bloody city. The smell of blood wafting through the air made him uncomfortable. But a circle of golden light that rose up at will repelled all the fishy winds.

He was patient and set his eyes on this messy hellish soil, like a Buddha who had mercy on all beings. His gaze flickered for a moment, then he reached out and grabbed it in the void.

He had an extra stone of irregular shape in his hand. It was stained with flesh and blood. The flesh and blood fell into his immaculate and brilliant light, and immediately dissolved and drifted away like paint in water, and finally disappeared.

No matter what the people below do, they can't understand the existence of Hun Yuan Shiyu. Even if you tell them about the existence of the Primal Jade and describe its shape, it will be naturally filtered out by their ears and brains.

But his gaze swept the entire city in an instant, and he "saw" the stone hidden in the corpse of a baby. This made his unstable mood tinged with a hint of joy.

Their group has been in the lower realm for tens of thousands of years, and the difficult task has finally made a good start in his hands. After his ascension, he will surely receive a great reward from his family.

But he didn't show anything, just put his things away, and then looked at the filthy ice field, and the thick resentment in the air that could not even be dissipated by the sun, and said:

"Don't kill the rest, my Houtu royal is the lord of mercy. ”

So although the Snow Clan people were almost killed, it was not completely impossible for anyone to survive. There are people in Lan Ruoshuang's vein who survived, otherwise there would be no Lan Ruoshuang.

At this time, Emperor Tianrong suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing on his forehead, and when he looked up, he found that those grievances in the air had condensed into a huge black cloud, almost like a substantial giant mountain pressing on his head.

The already extremely cold temperature of the northern underworld plummeted again. The ground seemed to crack open, and countless black cracks appeared. These cracks opened, and one by one they were all open gates to the underworld.

The surging Xuanyin Qi and the pure Yang Qi that were attracted violently intersected, roaring in the air, and the heavens and the earth were instantly covered with lightning like sharp swords. Countless soldiers were torn to shreds.

Emperor Tianrong snorted coldly: "You still want to resurrect your true body through the resentment of these unjust souls?"

He immediately ordered all the artillery fire to be turned around and aimed at the place. But to no avail. The resentful spirit and the Xuanyin Qi condensed into a huge cloud, almost obscuring the sunlight, and no matter how much artillery fire fell on its body, it was unharmed.

"It's really troublesome...... he frowned slightly, threw a white fat cat in his arms into the air, and said, "It's useless anyway, just let you go!"