Give me ten ancestral gods and tell me how to merge two into one and return one to zero. I am guaranteed to be an ancestral god as well.

The final picture is just to have all the spare time to hate?

Is it Brother Mozu who got kicked in the head by a donkey, or is it that the spare hatred is more important than the ten ancestral gods put together?

Xu Xiaoshou was a little confused about this question and asked: "What is the empty hatred?"

"This is another price." Demon Ancestor did not answer.

"Say it or not?!" Xu Xiaoshou was really ready to turn around and leave.

He is serious now.

What Demon Ancestor said exceeded his understanding.

He felt that he had fallen into a pit. No matter what choice he made, he would definitely suffer a loss - it was impossible that the Demon Ancestor was really a good ancestor, so he chose to suffer a loss, right?

"Xian Yuhen is the ancestor of time?"

Seeing that Demon Ancestor was silent for a long time, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but ask questions.

He admitted that his appetite had indeed been whetted and he could just leave, but he was really unhappy.

Demon Ancestor nodded.

Xu Xiaoshou looked surprised, but secretly said that it was true.

The Demon Ancestor then shook his head.

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly felt that this guy was the same as Dao Qiongcang, so he scolded: "If you have a fart, let it go. Don't even drink the soup and water, but hold it in at the last step. Be careful of holding it in and damaging your body!"

Demon Ancestor didn't care about the dirty words of the lost little lamb, and chuckled: "I can't bear to mislead you, let alone deceive you."

That’s right!

Xu Xiaoshou was amused.

Just like what this guy said before, there was no lie.

He didn't wait any longer, turned around and opened the door to leave. He had chosen one of the three choices before, but now he couldn't, because it was just the bonus information from Demon Ancestor's mouth that made his trip worthwhile.

"Are you really leaving?"

The Demon Ancestor's smiling face is still fixed on the stone statue, lingering in the air.

He was so good at fishing that he allowed Xu Xiaoshou to push open the door of the stone palace and cut through the barrier constructed by the power of the Holy Ancestor. At the moment when his figure was about to disappear, he slowly said:

"There is nothing left to hate, but you are also sleepy..."

Xu Xiaoshou stopped suddenly. These words were too familiar to him. They were the unfinished words of the Heavenly Ancestor on Void Island at that time.

He later resented Kong Yu, and Ba Zunzhen tried to make up for it for a long time, but couldn't figure out why.

After all, they are all late-born, and they don’t know what happened in the time when Tianzu lived, and what kind of relationship they have with Kong Yuhen in that era.

I'm afraid no one in the world can answer this question.

However, the Holy Ancestor is the first ancestor in the world and has lived the longest. If he wants to know, it is really possible for him to know the rest and fill in the unfinished sentences.

Xu Xiaoshou took a deep breath and turned around with difficulty.

He didn't say anything, just stared at the hateful face on the stone statue of Demon Ancestor.

He made up his mind that as long as the Demon Ancestor said a word of nonsense... no, a word of nonsense, he would leave directly.

After all, what comes out of His mouth may be false.

This time, Demon Ancestor did not stop and sighed quietly:

"I hate that you are trapped in this mountain."

Mountain?

Xu Xiaoshou restrained himself from going back to the stone palace and asked in a distant voice: "What is a mountain?"

"A mountain is a mountain."

With a bang, Xu Xiaoshou turned around and left.

Goodbye to you, go ahead and play charades with the air, and I will introduce you to a friend when I have the opportunity in the future!

Who would have thought that the words of the Demon Ancestor would be heard vaguely from behind:

"Mountains can also be hate, love, unwillingness, fanaticism, prejudices in people's minds, and countless avenues."

After a pause, after countless high-pitched and intense images passed by, the words of the Demon Ancestor returned to calm, and the surrounding illusions disappeared.

"But the mountain is still a mountain. It cannot be moved, it cannot be crossed, it is too high to reach."

Xu Xiaoshou felt like his feet were filled with lead, as if he was being pressed down by a mountain in his heart.

People have seven emotions and six desires, so they all have mountains. It is impossible for a true Buddha without gods to exist. At most, it is only relative.

But at the end of the journey, if we empty out and destroy this "mountain", are people still people?

"Xu Xiaoshou, this is my greatest sincerity."

"There is only so much that can be said about Shizu. The rest is up to you to understand by yourself. Talking too much is useless."

The words of the Demon Ancestor rang softly in his ears, and Xu Xiaoshou subconsciously moved his steps back to the stone hall.

He woke up suddenly, it was the demonic voice that was bewitching him.

But he did not choose to stop walking. He followed the magic sound back to the palace, leaned against the door of the palace, and said calmly like the eight acquaintances:

"I want to spare my time to hate."

"What?" Demon Ancestor was surprised and could not understand Xu Xiaoshou's words.

"I said!" Xu Xiaoshou's tone increased, "Since it is an equal exchange, I will also be responsible for helping you collect the ten fates of the ancestors and let you return them to zero. As a deal, you will be responsible for helping me collect all the spare ones in the long river of time.

Hate, after confirming that there are no defects, deliver it to me."

I hate that I am not the ancestor of the time.

But all the spare hatred in the long river of time, gathered together, is equivalent to the ancestor of time?

Xu Xiaoshou closed his eyes slightly and stared at the face of the Demon Ancestor intently, not missing any subtle change in expression on his face.

Demon Ancestor thought for a moment and smiled:

"Can."

This is equivalent to a disguised recognition. All the remaining hatred is equal to the fate of the ten ancestors, plus two combined into one, one returned to zero.

Or even beyond?

But Demon Ancestor has his own little thoughts. He thinks he can accept this "lack" and then get it back from himself from other places?

"So, you choose 'middle'?"

Demon Ancestor opened his smile, and this time the smile on his face was so sincere, without the unpredictability that he had deliberately pretended before.

Xu Xiaoshou had also been holding it in until now, and then when the Demon Ancestor's intention was "unable to restrain himself", he turned on and off in seconds, and performed the "deprivation of mind" on his hand.

'A smart choice.'

He heard more than just such a clear voice from his heart.

There are also all kinds of obscure thoughts that the Demon Ancestor had flashed through his consciousness at that moment.

Consciousness is difficult to explain clearly.

In the past, Xu Xiao had little experience in "idea deprivation" and was not proficient in using it. Now, with the use of the mind-doing disk, he has learned to summarize:

'The best choice in exchange of equal value is indeed a fatal temptation that no monk can refuse.'

'Compared with the essence of the great road given by Demon Ancestor, the freedom that ambitious people like Bazunzi and others seek is really nothing but a big witch.'

'Is this the reason why Demon Ancestor is sure that he will make a deal with Him and finally give up on the Eight Masters?'

Such smoky thoughts could not be transformed into straightforward words. When the "idea deprivation" was finally cut off, Xu Xiaoshou vaguely heard a sarcastic voice:

'play house……'

Indeed, from the height of the Demon Ancestor, seeing the Holy Slave and the Holy Temple is really like playing house.

When he was planning the Ten Ancestors and the Time Ancestors, the Eight Masters, Que Lei Han and others were either holy slaves or imprisoned, and they were still looking for a way to "return to zero" directly.

As everyone knows, this approach simply doesn’t work.

The Demon Ancestor said "mountain", in his eyes, he is the mountain, and all the people pressing down under the mountain, including the Eight Masters, and Xu Xiaoshou...

This mountain cannot be moved, cannot be crossed, and is too high to be reached!

"You have a lot of cleverness and you also played some tricks."

Demon Ancestor couldn't stop laughing. He was as sensitive as he was, and he immediately knew what Xu Xiaoshou had done behind his back.

But He did not pursue it and said very generously: "But because of this, you can be more sure that what I just said is not false, so tell me your answer."

"No!"

Xu Xiaoshou smiled, but shook his head firmly.

He never mentioned the mind-reading act just now, and laughed it off, letting himself go very generously: "It's just the best choice. I'm a greedy person, and I also want to hear about the best choice."

"superior……"

Demon Ancestor gave his choice earlier, but now he is not very willing to talk about it. It can be seen that he prefers a fair deal with the chosen one:

"Come on, you don't want to hear it."

"Whether you are happy or not depends on me, not you. If you are not a fish, how can you know the happiness of a fish?" Xu Xiaoshou smiled and shook his head, "Let's talk about the price first."

The price is five hundred years.

The price is a fair deal.
To be continued...