I'm a priest in North America, and I'm my own god.

What surprised Chen Yuan even more was that this soul could actually affect the speed at which other souls recovered their sanity. More and more confused souls gathered around him and listened to his stories.

That’s right!

That's the story.

Moreover, it is still a childish story that makes people speechless at first. How can such a person be involved in the fate of the country?

what happened?

Chen Yuan decided to take a look before talking.

Underworld is not like this, everyone must be on the wrong path!

You don’t even have a road guide. You have to go back to the Earth Temple to get a road guide before you can enter the real gate of hell.

After entering the Gate of Hell, we took the Huangquan Road. The Huangquan Road was full of flowers from the other shore. They were very beautiful. They were not as dark as here, either with stones or flames.

How many days have you been dead?

I do not know!

There is a Wangxiang Terrace on Huangquan Road, and it happens to be the first seven days when you reach the Wangxiang Terrace. You can also see your relatives through the Wangxiang Terrace...

Chen Yuan and Cerberus stood aside and listened to him tell these shallow and childish stories.

Cerberus seemed to have heard it many times and didn't take it to heart. On the contrary, it was the first time that Chen Yuan heard such a detailed description of the Eastern Underworld and found it very novel.

Let me reiterate again, Chen Yuan, this fake heavenly soldier... No, it is real now!

I really don’t know anything about the underworld, but now it’s quite fascinating to hear the golden soul in front of me talk about the scenery and configuration of various passways in the oriental underworld.

Moreover, the most important thing is that listening to the stories he told, the other confused souls around him became more and more sober.

Do you, Sanshengshi, know what it is?

That stone can tell you clearly who your destined marriage is. The fate is destined, but whether it succeeds or not depends on you.

Good karma and bad karma depend on your luck and blessings...

After Sansheng Stone, you will reach Evil Dog Ridge.

Dogs can see the souls of dead people. If a person dies and remains in the human world, he will be bitten and chased by dogs if he tries to approach the village. Dogs can control the houses in the human world.

Evil Dog Ridge is a place where there are many dogs. For the dead souls, as long as they follow the rules and do not step out of the Huangquan Road and step into other realms, they will not be bitten.

Next is Jinji Mountain... Wild Ghost Village... Naihe Bridge... and the last place is the Reincarnation Hall.

Let me tell you, this hell is unreasonable right now!

Everyone is guilty, and they are all thrown into hell to be tortured.

There are good people and bad people too!

The real palace of reincarnation in the underworld is the six paths of reincarnation, and one should determine where the soul should be reincarnated based on whether that person is good or evil.

Those who commit heinous crimes will of course be thrown to hell to suffer!

But there are still many kind people in this world. There are also many people who protect their homes and countries, do good deeds, and save orphans and help the poor!

How can they all be sinners!

Therefore, this underworld is fake, incomplete and unreasonable. Don’t go forward!

Does the story told here sound like a fool speaking childish words?

Do you think he is just telling a story?

This is a golden soul!

A golden soul tells a story among a bunch of confused souls.

But...that's not just a story.

I don’t know if it’s because of the golden light on his body or the fascinating nature of his stories. For these confused souls, many actually reshaped their cognition and outlook on the soul.

Anyway, the souls who regained their consciousness believed his words and stopped moving forward.

However, the undead soldiers who had been looking here and saluting from afar when Chen Yuan came in just now began to enter the scene and drive these souls who were unwilling to go forward into hell.

But they didn't dare to touch that golden soul.

That golden soul only mechanically told his dissatisfaction with this hell, as well as various cognitions deep in his soul.

Cerberus stretched out a paw to cover his head and said in a muffled voice: Now you know why I desperately want you to get him away, right?

Decades!

His soul is incomplete, so his memory is incomplete, but the holy divine amulet gives him the privilege of visiting hell.

After watching several levels of hell, I said this place is unreasonable.

Go back to this level to stop the souls from entering,

Therefore, the stories told are also very childish and superficial, but they directly touch the depths of the souls of the people in front of them.

In his opinion, protecting the family and the country, being filial to parents, harmonious between husband and wife, harmonious neighbors, building bridges and roads, and educating children are all good deeds.

As long as you have these kind deeds, even if you don't believe in Jesus, you won't be any worse.

He told these souls his understanding of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Hall, believing that not everyone is guilty even if they enter the underworld.

Such a childish and shallow story is nothing at all, but having the holy golden light on his body makes other souls more susceptible to his infection, and they realize from the bottom of their hearts that they are not guilty.

The soul does not believe that it is guilty, but the punishment of the underworld and hell to the soul is originally aimed at cognition.

As long as the soul firmly believes that it is right and has no sin, then the punishments of hell will not be imposed on them.

That's all the impact he's had on hell, but it's been too much over the decades!

I originally thought of waiting a few more years or decades for the birdmen in heaven to wake up and let them take this soul to heaven.

Since you are here now, take him away quickly, the sooner the better!

At this moment, Chen Yuan suddenly realized that this was the reason why Cerberus was eager to get rid of this golden soul. He thought he had some plan against him, so he had been nervous for so long.

but.

How can a person who is so obsessed with mythology be involved in the fate of the country?

“And this man was scared to death!

Part of the memory and half of the soul have returned to their hometown.

Cerberus said something again that surprised Chen Yuan. Was this person actually scared to death?

Originally, to show respect, he had not used his heavenly eyes to look at the golden soul since he came in. But now that he heard what Cerberus said, he couldn't help but turn around and use his heavenly eyes to observe the golden soul.

He wanted to see who this person was and why he was here? Why did Cerberus say he was scared to death?

And why can it be linked to the national destiny?

This time, the Heavenly Eye actually did not give the cause and effect, but seemed to see a scene through the fog of time and space.

A ship that looks like a passenger ship from World War II, but the picture is too far away to see clearly.

Chen Yuan thought about getting closer, and the scene was indeed closer, and the name on the ship's side also appeared in his eyes.

The Cleveland President?

It was obvious that this was not an Eastern ship.

As the scene got closer, he saw the golden soul in front of him wearing crew clothes when he was still alive, carrying a thermos bottle and traveling on the ship.

Just when he was about to take a closer look, a dragon roar seemed to ring in his ears, and he felt that the golden light on the soul in front of him was like an invisible knife, suddenly piercing his eyes.

ah!

With a scream, Chen Yuan fell off the horse with his left hand covering his eyebrows. It seemed like a knife was inserted into his head, desperately stirring up his brain.

But fortunately, his right hand subconsciously hugged Chang Li on the horse and did not let go.

At that moment, a warm current suddenly surged through the knot on the long branch, like a clear spring flowing through the cracked earth, which gently relieved the pain that hit the depths of his soul.