Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

"Isn't it possible?" Baili Wenyue looked at the three-headed dragon in confusion.

The eyes of the three-headed dragon revealed a strange light, "Do you know the origin of the name Netherworld Kun?"

Baili Wenyue shook his head sincerely.

The three-headed dragon opened his mouth and said: "Netherworld means being able to control the cycle of life and death. Kun flies up into the sky as a big roc. The big roc is ferocious in nature and specializes in eating carrion and souls."

"Kun becomes Kun when it enters the sea. Its size is thousands of feet, and its strength will skyrocket instantly. In ancient times, Kun was a being that no race dared to provoke."

"You let the remnant soul deal with Netherworld Kun. This allows Netherworld Kun to increase its strength. It is extremely happy."

"Baili Wenyue, sometimes in the face of absolute strength, all strategies are redundant."

"If you want to defeat You Ming Kun, you must rely on strength and strategy. You can't outwit it."

"I have been following Netherworld Kun for at least hundreds of thousands of years. Ever since it appeared, the entire battlefield of the gods has been under its control."

"The old man from Tiangang Nine Palaces is at least stronger than the Taoist Saint."

"But if he really fights with You Ming Kun, he may not be You Ming Kun's opponent."

"There is also the Nine-Headed Strange Infant of the Abyss Tomb. It is a ghost cultivator, and its strength is also superior to that of Netherworld Kun. When it fought against Netherworld Kun, it never gained the upper hand."

"Of course, what you heard may be different from what I said, but don't be fooled by appearances. Netherworld Kun has never shown its true strength. It is just bait."

"Baili Wenyue, I might as well tell you that even your desire to instigate rebellion was expected by Youming Kun."

"It tells me that if you want to work with me, I will."

Sanshou Jiao finished his last sentence.

Baili Wenyue felt a bone-chilling chill in his heart.

He looked up at the sky, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Baili Wenyue, you'd better appease these remnant souls first." The three-headed dragon rolled up its head, stepped aside, and pushed its head back.

What the three-headed dragon just said was true.

You Mingkun figured out the laws of development of all things, but he only forgot about a mother's determination to protect her child.

Its three-headed dragon is afraid of death.

However, it doesn't want to live a miserable life anymore.

It wants its cubs to be born safely, and it wants them to get rid of this puppet-like life.

The three-headed dragon looked at Baili Wenyue with complicated eyes. Can the young master in front of him really be able to deal with Netherworld Kun?

If the resistance fails, it and the child will fall into a place of eternal destruction.

If they don't resist, maybe one of them can survive...

The reason why Sanshou Jiao asked Baili Wenyue to appease the remnant soul first was to give himself time to think about it.

Baili Wenyue faced the many remnant souls with a solemn mood, "Seniors, if you have anything you want to ask, just ask. I will offend you if I wake you up without authorization."

A remnant soul sneered: "You are indeed guilty, why didn't you wake us up earlier?"

Another remnant soul said: "Murong, don't be so angry. If it hadn't been for his appearance, we might have been in a state of confusion. It's good to finally wake up."

"Hmph! Boy, you said you are Fuxi's descendant, why don't you have Fuxi's bloodline mark on your body? Did Fuxi just leave you a message?"

Baili Wenyue explained: "This junior just received the inheritance of Fuxi Qin by chance. He is not a descendant of Fuxi. Senior Fuxi did only leave this sentence."

The rest are exercises and methods of playing Fuxi.

"Doesn't Fuxi have any descendants? Why should Fuxi Qin be passed on to you?" A remnant soul stared at Baili Wenyue and asked.

Baili Wenyue fell into thinking. Fu Xiqin was given to him by his junior sister.

He never thought of asking his junior sister where the piano came from.

Could it be that the junior sister is actually a descendant of Fuxi?

Baili Wenyue recalled the scene when Feng Qingran gave him the Fuxi Qin.

A pretty little girl who joined the sect not long ago and has never been to any secret places. She also comes from a small village. It is really possible that it is something passed down from her ancestors!

It was not suitable to tell Canhun about these things yet, he had to ask Feng Qingran first.

"Seniors, this Fu Xiqin was contracted by me by chance. I really don't know anything else." Baili Wenyue said respectfully.

"You don't know? Or don't you want to tell us?" A remnant soul obviously saw something else.

Baili Wenyue said in a deep voice: "I really don't know."

Baili Wenyue felt that the pressure on his body was relieved a lot.

I heard a remnant soul say: "Since you have inherited the Fuxi Qin, you are bound to be destined to Fuxi. I want you to make an oath to find Fuxi's successor and give him something."

"Senior, please speak."

"I want you to swear an oath in the name of the origin of Tao." A remnant soul said.

Baili Wenyue only heard the oath and was about to agree.

"This senior has gone too far. Is the oath from the origin of Tao something we can use with our strength?" Mu Qianjue's figure suddenly fell next to Baili Wenyue, and the folding fan pressed Baili Wenyue's hand that was about to swear. .

When Canhun saw Mu Qianjue, he seemed a little dissatisfied, "Who are you?"

Mu Qianjue smiled and said, "Junior Mu Qianjue."

But those who knew Mu Qianjue could tell that his smile never reached his eyes.

Obviously, Mu Qianjue was angry.

"You think I went too far? I swore by the Tao just to restrain him and not give him a chance to regret." Canhun asked.

It predicted that Mu Qianjue would only be able to see into the heavens and not understand the true nature of things.

Those who have access to the source information are Taoist-level experts.

"There is a huge gap between Tao and Tao origin. Senior, please make it clear next time." A dangerous light flashed in Mu Qianjue's peach blossom eyes.

He really doesn't understand the origin of Tao.

But he knew that this was what his father swore to use, which meant that it could not be used by their level.

Level-up challenges are life-or-death uncertain.

People who practice Taoism should not swear oaths beyond their level, especially if they swear in the name of Taoism indiscriminately.

"Hmph!" The remnant soul snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Another remnant soul smiled and said: "Murong had a good relationship with Fuxi back then, so what he said was inappropriate. Boy Baili, you just have to swear that you will hand this thing over to Fuxi's descendants. We don't ask for anything extra. .”

Mu Qianjue put his arm on Baili Wenyue's shoulder and spoke out first: "Seniors, how are you sure that Senior Fuxi has any descendants? Or what should we do if we don't find any descendants of Fuxi?"

Something was obviously wrong with the group of remnant souls in front of them.

The sixth junior brother is really stupid and can't tell the difference.

"Fuxi must have descendants. Before the mysterious man came, Nuwa gave away their children." Canhun said with certainty.

Back then, Nuwa believed the prophecy of the ancestor of the Jiang family and sent away her and Fuxi's child.

But she and Fuxi didn't leave.

They said they would stay and protect the common people.

Remnant Soul lost consciousness for a moment, looked at the Fuxi Qin in Baili Wenyue's hand, and said firmly: "As long as it is there, you will definitely be able to find Fuxi's descendants, and maybe they will come back to you!"