Qian Shi
Three pieces of advice, three jolts to the heart.
The "it" in the first piece undoubtedly referred to the Medicine Ancestor. Or perhaps it should be called a "sticky dog-skin plaster"? The Dao of Life had undergone Transcendent Dao Transformation, yet when Jinren met the Ghost Ancestor, it had not only failed to eliminate the risk of "seeing an Ancestor."
On the contrary, it had handed the initiative straight to the Medicine Ancestor? "Ancestor Gods really are disgusting."
But after thinking it over, Xu Xiaoshou's heart settled. Since the Medicine Ancestor had chosen Bei Huai—
And Bei Huai shone so brilliantly, while he himself was merely the glow of a firefly, unfit to grace the stage.
The people the Medicine Ancestor wished to see, and could see, must have been countless.
I might not even be in the first tier...
There might be obstacles ahead, but worrying over imaginary disasters would only bind him in chains and trap him deeper in prison. He only needed to keep moving forward.
Xu Xiaoshou temporarily set aside the first piece of advice, but the Ghost Ancestor's next words puzzled him anew. "Hua Changdeng cannot die. Why?"
That truly left him unable to make heads or tails of it.
Leaving aside the fact that Hua Changdeng was so powerful that he would not die easily—
The Ghost Ancestor, an Ancestor God whose Dao might possibly be "seized" by Hua Changdeng, had actually advised him to "protect him."
Was Brother Ghost really that foolish? Did it not understand the principle of raising a tiger only to invite calamity? Xu Xiaoshou truly wanted to pull out Death God's Scythe and forcibly summon the Ghost Ancestor's consciousness, then ask whether its brain had been kicked by a donkey.
He really did take out Death God's