Chapter 795: Death Bone Powder Soaked in Wine

It is exactly the same as the previous door of reincarnation behind Hela, the Lord of Death, but a little smaller.

Now Master Compassion also knows some rules of life and death. Although not many, he can barely open the door to reincarnation.

"This is this?" Yama Luo next to him looked curious, and he could feel an attraction.

"This is the door to reincarnation. The past is a new reincarnation." The compassionate master smiled and said: "Of course, the past must drink a bowl of Mengpo soup to erase the memory. Otherwise, both body and soul will be destroyed. The person who died God has similar means of erasing memories."

Master Compassion said, looking at the walking god of death who had just surrendered, and threw a bucket of soup: "From now on, you will be Po Meng of the Great Xia Underworld, stay by the Naihe Bridge and make soup."

Death was stunned: "Is this soup delicious?"

It tasted.

Then he was suddenly startled again: "Is this soup delicious?"

It tasted again.

Compassionate Master: "..."

"I will have to work hard for you Yamas in the future." The compassionate master said: "Whenever a soul reports, he will be judged whether he is guilty or not. If he is guilty, he will go to hell, and if he is not guilty, he will be sent to reincarnation."

Remember m in one second.

"After all, if all the dead souls in the heavens develop into heroic spirits, then no one will be reincarnated, and no new life will be born in the world."

This is the obligation of the Death Temple!

Maintain order in all realms!

Now the Lord God of Death is shrinking inside like a shrunken tortoise, not even caring about the reincarnated soul, but the order of the world must not collapse!

Only Daxia Underworld can host it!

Otherwise, the order of all realms will collapse, and along with Daxia, all planes will fall into chaos and there will be no new life!

Having said this, Master Compassion sighed: "It's a pity that I know too little about the rules of life and death now, and I don't have the book of life and death in my hand."

"Although the door to reincarnation can be opened, it cannot accurately choose whether it is the animal realm or the human realm, the six paths of reincarnation, nor can it choose to reincarnate into a certain plane."

"otherwise……"

Otherwise, the Compassionate Master only needs to let those souls fall into Daxia without entering other worlds, and then the whole plane including the God Realm will collapse!

Really want that.

As there are more and more people in Daxia, there will be fewer and fewer lives in other planes and even gods in the God Realm!

It’s not certain who invaded whom!

This is the transcendent status of the Temple of Death in the divine world!

After hearing the general meaning, the eight Yamas immediately sneered and said: "Haha, this is easy to say. Anyone who is an enemy of my Daxia will be put in the frying pan!"

It was not until this moment that Master Compassion, the returned Ksitigarbha, truly rebuilt the Great Xia Underworld!

Replace the Temple of Death and take over the reincarnation of all worlds!

Door to door with the Temple of Death! Even the heroic spirits placed red flags all over the door of the Temple of Death, and surrounded the Temple of Death with guns and cannons!

Nuclear weapons are aimed directly at the closed door of the Temple of Death!

"Now, call the warriors who are willing to reincarnate." Master Compassion suddenly said.

The eight Daxia Yamas picked up the walkie-talkies to communicate, and then, the laughter of Daxia heroic spirits came from the intercom.

"I'm not going. I've finally won the territory. What if I leave and the Temple of Death strikes back again?"

"That's right, we haven't beaten this side yet!"

"I'm still needed here!"

"Damn, the most important thing is that this gate of reincarnation cannot determine which plane I will be reincarnated into or what I will be reincarnated into... What if I reincarnate and become a god, wouldn't I be the enemy of Daxia?"

"That's right, as long as I can go back to Daxia and be reincarnated as a pig in Daxia's pigsty, I'm not afraid. The worst I can do is provide pork to Daxia, but what if I become a dog of the gods? Damn it! I still have to provide pork to the gods. Looking after the home and nursing home?”

"I don't want to drink Meng Po soup. I still want to go back to be with my wife and children. I haven't given up on it in this life!"

Obsession!

The obsession of not entering reincarnation!

They can't let go of Daxia, their relatives and friends in this life, their parents, wives and children!

Daxia is like a magical land that makes every soul reluctant to leave!

"Haha, okay!" Mercy smiled, "Then we all stay here. Sooner or later, we will break through the Temple of Death and I will completely dominate reincarnation. By then, we will all go home!"

But even though he said this, his compassionate eyes were very complicated.

Is the situation good?

Looks very good.

After this stop, the underworld of Daxia surrounded the Temple of Death and took control of this plane, so that the Lord God of Death did not dare to open the door.

but.

The Lord God of Death is constantly recovering and refining more rules of life and death!

When she regains her strength, waits until she masters more rules of life and death, waits until she is not afraid of the nuclear weapons she has blessed with the rules of life and death, then... the heroic spirits here will all be forced into the realm of beasts!

Although Mercy is now recovering his strength quickly, and I don't know how Daxia operates it, the speed of recovery is far beyond his imagination.

But there is no book of life and death, and the rules of life and death that were taken away cannot be restored.

It can be said.

As long as Hela is given time, he will definitely be no match!

"I just hope... that by then, there will be more support from home." Master Compassion sighed.

And the other side.

Among the eighteen levels of hell.

"Haha, are you done with the fight?" The fat man rolling in the oil pan heard the movement outside ending, and then heard footsteps walking into the eighteenth level of hell. He laughed immediately: "I'm here!"

"Come and save me!"

"I am willing to serve the Temple of Death for all my life! I am willing to be the lackey of the Lord God of Death!"

But the next moment, Fatty's voice stopped abruptly.

A god of death wearing a red cloak who had just surrendered to Daxia looked at him with a stern look: "What did you just say?"

The fat man's eyes widened in disbelief: "You..."

The Daxia warrior on the side laughed, pointed at the fat man and said: "This is our way of entertainment. Well, if you just came here and want to quickly deepen the relationship with us, then join us and beat him up. Soon, we will Brothers!"

The God of Death picked up a pair of pliers and smiled: "You still have the spirit of innovation... Tsk tsk, I'm over there, attracting souls all day and night. If I had known it was so fun here, I would have betrayed the Temple of Death. Got it!"

"You...ah!" The fat man's tongue was pulled out instantly, but as a soul body, the pulled out tongue slowly dissipated and returned to the fat man's mouth again.

The fat man's eyes widened in disbelief: "How did you..."

"I forgot to tell you that we won the battle just now." The Daxia warrior smiled: "We surrounded the Temple of Death, and the Lord God of Death was hiding inside and did not dare to come out."

The fat man's eyes suddenly widened!

"You won?"

"Damn, two million versus one hundred million, you win?"

"You also surrounded the Temple of Death? And blocked the Lord God of Death inside?"

For a moment, the fat man's face was completely desperate, and the fear was even more terrifying than having his tongue pulled out!

This means that no one can save him!

He will suffer here forever and ever!

"Those trashes, a hundred million can't beat you!? The trashy God of Death, the trashy Temple of Death..." The fat man gritted his teeth and was about to curse, but then he started wailing again.

The God of Death who had just surrendered expressionlessly held the frame that had pulled out his tongue and said in a cold voice: "Who are you calling useless!"

Immediately, the Walking Death God turned to look at the Daxia warriors and grinned: "Hehe, it's quite refreshing. This fat guy needs to be dealt with."

"Don't worry, leave it to us. We will definitely entertain this little fat guy well."

"You call us useless... Damn it, you can do it! If you can beat me, can you be hung here?"

A group of walking reapers who had just surrendered and were holding back their anger, armed with sickles, hacksaws, sharp needles, soldering irons and other tools, surrounded the fat man with serious expressions on their faces.

the other side.

Outside the Great Xia Underworld, a gap in space suddenly opened, and a walking god of death pulled a soul out: "The Temple of Death is in front of you. Go there to register for reincarnation...Wait a minute, what a fool!"

The Walking Death looked at the scene in front of him with disbelief.

I saw Daxia ahead!

Countless red flags surround the Temple of Death!

The door to the Temple of Death is closed!

"This..." The Walking Death looked confused. He went out to pick him up. Why... couldn't he come back?

"Haha, hello, walking death, right?" A Daxia heroic spirit walked up and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, put down the sickle, we won't hit you."

"I just want to inform you that if any souls are reincarnated, don't forget that the Temple of Death is loose. All souls from now on will be taken over by me, Daxia Underworld."

"In a word, if the Death Temple can control it, we will control it! If the Death Temple cannot control it, we will still control it!"

"The Daxia Underworld, Ksitigarbha's charter, is it clear enough?"

The walking god of death looked up and saw a strange scene.

Outside the closed door of the Temple of Death, there are 40 million Death Gods who are constantly beating themselves up. Looking around, the ground is full of the bones of the Death Gods that have been blasted to pieces, and there are even some Daxia heroic spirits. I'm sweeping these bone meal with a broom!

Several Daxia soldiers were still muttering: "Tell me, can this thing be soaked in wine to supplement calcium?"

"I don't know, probably. After all, the God of Death should be heavily supplemented!"

"Soak the bones of the God of Death in wine... By the way, when these Gods of Death are put back together again, will they crawl out of our daddy?"

"I'll keep a few cans later and take them back when I can go home to give my parents calcium supplements. Well, my child is also growing... The Death Bone Powder should be easy to absorb."

This scene can be called magical.

The walking god of death who led the soul here was silent for a moment, pushed the soul forward, turned around and fled back to the plane he was responsible for!

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