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Chen Tongxuan laughed, and was indeed very happy, and said, "It's indeed worth being happy. By the way, didn't you just go to deal with the old monk? How about it?"

Mr. Wuque shook his head and said, "It's no help. I'm here for this matter. I found that there was a slight vague breath on Monk Tanji. I'm afraid that hell will be opened earlier than we expected."

Tell me, Mr. Wuque looked at Gu Qingci and said, "Qingci, come with me, and you have to explain some things to you!"

Gu Qingci was a little surprised. In his image, Mr. Wuque always looked dull, but now he could feel that Mr. Wuque was a little hurry. Maybe something big happened, so he did not hesitate and followed Mr. Wuque to the outside of the yard.

The cicadas in summer never stopped. Mr. Wuque and Gu Qingci walked to the lake. With Mr. Wuque's hand gently, the noisy chirping disappeared.

Gu Qingci bowed and held the etiquette, saying, "Sir, what do you want to teach Qingci?"

Mr. Wuque nodded and said, "I originally thought I could protect you for 10 or 20 years. Now it seems that I have miscalculated it. Fortunately, your progress has exceeded my imagination and it should be too late."

Gu Qingci frowned and asked, "Sir, what happened?"

Mr. Wuque walked slowly with his hands behind his back and said, "Do you still remember the hell I mentioned to you?"

Gu Qingci nodded, and Mr. Wuque continued: "Maybe you have always had a doubt in your heart, why I have such a high prestige in Xia Kingdom, and it can even affect the change of imperial power. But several generations of emperors have not suspected me. Today I will tell you that you will be the same in the future. In Xia Kingdom, the emperor will not suspect you, because our mission is hell."

"Hell, it will appear once every hundred years, and every time it occurs is a disaster. However, this disaster has no effect on ordinary people. It is only aimed at the masters. No one knows why, perhaps because the people who know are dead."

Gu Qingci frowned and said, "Sir, I don't understand."

Mr. Wuque sighed and said, "Do you know that geniuses like the Seven Mysteries in the World are obviously extremely talented, and breaking through the realm is like drinking water, but their sects only allow them to walk around and not let them break through?"

"have no idea!"

Gu Qingci has always had this doubt. Take Chen Tongxuan as an example. Chen Tongxuan is extremely talented, but there are people from the same era as him. However, there are very few people in the world who can compete with Chen Tongxuan. He does not believe it is because these people are not talented enough. After hearing what Mr. Wuque said, he understands that perhaps his guess is true, and there is a special reason.

Mr. Wuque continued: "Your pace is really too fast. I must tell you today that you can become a master in the future, but when this disaster is not over, you cannot break through and become a true master. As for what a true master is, you will naturally understand when it comes to time."

"Every hundred years, hell begins. This is the end of the warrior. No true master will be subjected to an irresistible pressure. I will make this pressure the way of heaven. For countless years, there are only three ways to avoid the oppression of this way. The first is to destroy the foundation, that is, to kill the realm of self-destruction. The second is to suppress cultivation and not to become a master. The first is to rarely do this. This is like drinking poison to quench thirst. Just like Dong Tianfang, the ancestor of the Dong family, he chose this method because he was afraid of death. Although he lived a long life, he only dared to hide. He also needed some means to maintain his vitality. As for the second, it was the choice of most people, including me, the Three Immortals and Yan Xiu you knew."

"We suppressed our own realm at the request of our predecessors and avoided the heavenly path cleaning a hundred years ago. Now, after waiting for a hundred years, we should choose the third type. We cannot be a waste like Dong Tianfang. A hundred years ago, I agreed with the Three Immortals, Badao and some old friends to go to hell together in a hundred years to try to solve the disaster in hell. However, Badao had to go first because of some of his own reasons, because he could no longer suppress it and could not wait for the day when he started."

Mr. Wuque took a deep breath and said, "I don't have much need to tell you about the specific things. I have sorted out a lot of some of the situations about hell, summarized them as a note, and placed them in the imperial city. You can take them out when you become a master, but now you don't need them. You just need to remember that you must suppress them before the disaster in hell is over and cannot break through."

"I came to you today. In addition to telling you about this, the most important thing is to tell you that when you go to the black domain, you must speed up your progress. It is time to use the iron-blooded methods you used to be in Changling County. I don't have much time. When I leave, I am afraid that the sects in the world will not be able to hold back. You must use enough strength to shock them, otherwise the world will be disrupted by these sects and will be bloody!"

Mr. Wuque said this and sighed: "Time is really not enough. Today, I met Monk Tanji. He was already possessed by the demon and was stained with the unknown aura of hell. No wonder he could deceive Cihang Jianzhai and Daguangming Temple."

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Gu Qingci was also silent. He did not doubt the truth or false what Mr. Wuque said, but it was a little difficult to accept for a while. The complexity of this world had exceeded his expectations.

He had never known what hell was. Today he finally knew why Mr. Wuque wanted to say that this hell was the hell for practitioners. He suddenly realized that the responsibility on him seemed to be heavier than he thought.

After a while, Gu Qingci said, "Then, sir, I'm afraid that this time, the pressure I will be under is much greater than I thought. The disaster in hell is an opportunity for some sects, and they may be waiting."

"Yes," said Mr. Wuque: "The reason why Xia State was able to establish a country a hundred years ago was that the old dynasty did not find a suitable heir and could not suppress those sects. This led to chaos in the world and allowed Xia State to be established. The reason why I helped Xia State was because Xia State was not a rebel, but was forced to establish a country."

Mr. Wuque said this and smiled again, saying, "You don't have to worry. This hell disaster will not have much impact on you. Those who stayed in the sect are just waste materials. With your talent, it is enough to suppress an era. Who will be your opponent if you are a waste like Dong Tianfang or those who are not qualified to participate in the hell disaster? Besides, the hell disaster is not just one or two days. I will prepare everything for you before leaving!"

Gu Qingci raised his head, looked at Mr. Wuque, and said, "Sir, if everyone cannot become a true master, can we avoid the disaster in hell?"
Chapter completed!