"Brother, let's search the wilderness during this period and try our luck.
Nor can we pin all our hopes on future variables.
From the current point of view, there is a high probability that these two top-quality innate spiritual treasures cannot be avoided! ”
Zhunti said slowly.
After hearing this, Jieyin nodded silently, his sad expression even more bitter.
……
The other side.
Deep in the North Sea.
In a towering palace, Kunpeng sat cross-legged.
His eyes were closed tightly, and a terrifying aura rose and fell on his body.
Several mysterious auras of law surrounded him.
Wisps of inexplicable Taoist rhyme centered on him and spread in all directions...
At this moment, Beihai seemed to be alive...
Drops of sea water are cheering for joy, as if they are alive...
If there is a powerful person who is proficient in formations in Beihai at this moment, he may feel that there is a terrifying formation surrounding Beihai!
A large formation covering the entire North Sea...
The scale of his work is terrifying just thinking about it!
And this formation was arranged by Ao Yin's external incarnation, Kunpeng.
The name of this formation is simple and crude, it is called "Beiming Formation"!
Its function is very simple, it is to assist Kunpeng in refining Beihai!
One day, an idea suddenly flashed through Kunpeng's mind. Why not imitate the Styx and refine the North Sea to create one billion and eighty million "Poseidon Son" clones!
You must be strong and capable!
If you want a formation, you must have a formation!
There are magical powers!
Be enlightened and have understanding!
The River Styx can refine the sea of blood and sacrifice it to create 480 million clones of the Son of Blood. I have no reason why I can't do it!
As soon as this idea emerged in Kunpeng's mind, it was out of control!
The more Kunpeng thought about it, the more he felt that this method was very feasible!
Once it really succeeds, the benefits will be unimaginable!
Not to mention anything else, his life-saving ability alone is unparalleled!
"If the North Sea never dries up, Kunpeng will never die..."
Even if he is a saint, there is nothing he can do!
After all, even a saint cannot bear the huge karma of evaporating the entire North Sea!
Thinking of this result, Kunpeng felt extremely excited.
Without delay, he immediately began to implement the result.
He set three steps for himself.
The first step: Create the "Northern Ming Formation" to assist in refining the North Sea and offering sacrifices to the "Poseidon Son", which is comparable to Styx's "Blood River Formation".
The second step: Create the "Northern Ming Scripture". This is the method of worshiping the "Son of Poseidon" and is comparable to Styx's "Blood Nerve".
Step 3: Start worshiping "Poseidon".
In the following years, Kunpeng has been following these three steps.
Time flies, tens of thousands of years have passed.
Styx has been in seclusion since the Three Emperors period, and until the current catastrophe of Conferring Gods comes, the third step has finally been completed!
He was nearing the end of his sacrifice to the "Poseidon Son".
Although the process was somewhat tortuous, with the blessing of his powerful strength and incredible understanding, he succeeded in the end!
He has more Poseidon Sons than Blood God Sons!
There are as many as one billion and eighty million!
Every Poseidon is his clone!
These clones of Poseidon have no independent consciousness.
He can control them with his spiritual thoughts, and when necessary, he can use their bodies to exert one-tenth of his own strength!
The more clones you control at the same time, the strength of each clone will weaken accordingly!
Despite this, this function is also very powerful and practical!
After all, one-tenth of Kunpeng's strength is at least at the level of a quasi-sage!
Kunpeng looked calm and carried out the final finishing work in an orderly manner.
It will probably take about a hundred years for the step of worshiping the "Poseidon Son" to be completely completed!
A hundred years passed by in a blink of an eye for Kunpeng, and he was in no hurry.
Take your time...
……
at the same time.
Chaoge City, inside the palace,
Di Xin and his party have returned from Nuwa Palace.
After being exposed to Zhunti's plot, Di Xin was in a very bad mood. His face was very heavy all the way.
He felt sorry for himself in his heart! Sad for humanity!
He is the spokesperson of humanity, the leader of the human race, and the current human emperor!
The status should be extremely noble, but the reality is so cruel!
The saint didn't take him seriously at all!
Plot him as you wish!
Facing the saint's calculations, he was so powerless and helpless!
This is the current situation of the Human Emperor!
This is the current state of humanity!
He was very unhappy with this situation!
Di Xin looked sternly, stared at the sky, and murmured to himself: "I swear to change everything!"
Then, he immediately ordered his subordinates: "Draw up a decree and tell the Grand Master to conquer the eight hundred vassal states as soon as possible at all costs!"
There was an unquestionable tone in Di Xin's words!
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The man didn't dare to hesitate and immediately took the order and left.
Afterwards, Di Xin thought for a while, left the palace and came to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion.
In the main hall.
Emperor Xin and Xin Ruyin sat opposite each other.
Xin Ruyin poured a cup of tea for Emperor Xin and said with a faint smile: "Your Majesty, try the meditation tea planted by me personally. Drinking this tea can calm your mind, cultivate your sentiments, and calm your restless mood."
After hearing Xin Ruyin's words, Di Xin picked up the teacup, took a sip gently, then put down the teacup, sighed, and said: "Miss Xin, I really can't swallow this breath!
Why can a saint plot against Gu as he pleases? !
But I can't do anything about it! This is so frustrating! ”
When Xin Ruyin heard this, her face did not waver, and she said in a calm voice: "This is the law of the cultivation world, the weak eat the strong!
There is a saying in ancient times that all saints are ants!
The saint is high above, overlooking all living beings, laying out the ancient world, and playing chess for the common people!
They represent the rules between heaven and earth!
In other words, they themselves are the rules of this world!
There's nothing they can't do!
Although the king is the human emperor, he is also a member of this common people!
As long as you don't break out of this cage, you will be restricted by the saint! ”
Xin Ruyin has been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years and understands these principles very clearly.
The essence is to respect strength!
Without strength, no matter how prominent your status is, you are just a pawn on the chessboard!
When Di Xin heard this, he couldn't help but fell silent.
He knew what Xin Ruyin said made sense.
But he just couldn't accept it in his heart.
Perhaps this is also related to his being too young.
After all, he is only thirty-seven years old!
After a moment of silence, Di Xin asked: "Miss Xin, Saint Gu has nothing to do for the time being, but is there any way for Gu to take revenge on the disciples of the Western Sect?!"
Hearing this, Xin Ruyin shook her head and said: "There is no way, the Western religion is too far away from Dachang, and there will be almost no intersection between the two sides.
In addition, those saint disciples are almost all Daluo Jinxian. Even if they come to Chaoge, the king will probably be unable to do anything to them! ”
Hearing this, Di Xin said with a disappointed look on his face: "Is there really nothing we can do?"
Xin Ruyin shook his head and said: "No! Unless they come to Dashang's territory on their own initiative, and the king has a bunch of Daluo Golden Immortals under his command!
Only then would it be possible to retaliate against them! ”
After hearing Xin Ruyin's words, Di Xin suddenly shook his head helplessly.
How is this possible?
He sighed and said: "Forget it, we will discuss this later. The top priority now is to capture the eight hundred vassal states as soon as possible. This matter is related to the fate of the Great Shang Dynasty."
When Xin Ruyin heard this, she couldn't help but asked with some confusion: "What does the king mean by this?"
Di Xin explained: "I want to build Dashang into a fortune dynasty, and make everyone of Dashang's people like dragons! Let Dashang's ministers have the strength to compete with the gods!
The prerequisite for this to be accomplished is that the individual must have enough humane luck!
Therefore, conquering the eight hundred vassal states is the prerequisite!
And this is also the first step in Lonely Heart’s grand plan! ”
Hearing Di Xin's words, Xin Ruyin couldn't help but feel shocked!
What an ambitious goal!
She murmured in her heart: Teacher, this is also part of your plan...
After chatting for a while, Di Xin left.
……
The next day, in the court hall.
Di Xin sat on the dragon chair with an expressionless face, looking at the ministers below him with a calm expression, and said in a neither sad nor happy tone: "My beloved sir, do you have anything to say?"
All the ministers were silent after hearing this.
They could all tell that Di Xin was not in a good mood.
Probably affected by what happened yesterday.
Therefore, they don't want to get into trouble with Di Xin at this time. If it's not a particularly urgent matter, they don't want to talk about it at this time.
Seeing that no one spoke, Fei Zhong in the crowd rolled his eyes, walked out of the queue, bowed and said: "Your Majesty, you have been working hard on state affairs all day long, and your mind is exhausted. The humble ministers saw it and were very sad!
I sincerely ask your Majesty to relax properly and not to overwork yourself! ”
Upon hearing this, Di Xin looked at the blue-black mass of luck on Fei Zhong's head, twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, nodded casually, and said, "Fei Aiqing is interested, I will pay attention to it."
Hearing Di Xin's praise, Fei Zhong's face lit up and continued: "If the king is depressed, I would like to find some beauties for the king to relieve the depression in his heart."
When Di Xin heard this, he instinctively wanted to refuse.
But after pondering for a while, he still nodded in agreement.
There are two reasons.
First, the depression in his heart urgently needs to be vented, and it is not good for him to accumulate it for a long time.
Second, the three concubines Huang who entered the palace later gave birth to three daughters one after another. Now he still only has two sons, Yin Jiao and Yin Hong. There are too few heirs and time is too tight. He urgently needs to spread the branches.
So, he said to Fei Zhong: "Yes."
Fei Zhong was overjoyed when he heard this. He quickly bowed and said, "I obey your order."
After that, he withdrew.
When the officials saw this, hesitation appeared on their faces.
They were worried that Emperor Xin would indulge in women and delay state affairs.
But they have seen everything Di Xin has done over the years, and they know that the other party has great ambitions!
In addition, God Xin was in a bad mood, so they hesitated for a moment and said nothing more.
They chose to believe in Di Xin, believing that he would not be misled by beauty and would become a legendary human emperor!
After going to court, Fei Zhong called his companion You Xue and went to look for the beauty happily.
This is a great opportunity for him to get promoted!
He thought in his heart: If he can seize this opportunity, he will definitely become a popular person in front of the king! Therefore, he must do this well!
……
In the study room.
Di Xin looked at Bigan who had followed him here, and asked slowly: "I wonder what the emperor's uncle has to do to come to Gu?"
Hearing this, Bigan bowed and said: "Your Majesty, beauty is good, but as the saying goes, beauty is a disaster, don't let beauty harm the country!"
When they were in the main hall, there were too many ministers, so Bigan didn't bring it up for Emperor Xin's sake. He chose to talk to him privately.
After hearing Bigan's words, Di Xin nodded and said with a smile: "Uncle, you are worrying too much. I just want to add more heirs to my royal family.
It's not a good thing to have zero heirs. ”
Di Xin didn't care about this.
He now possesses the peak strength of Taiyi Golden Immortal and has the "Bing Xin Jue" in his possession. No matter how beautiful the beauty is, he cannot seduce his Taoist heart!
His original pursuit was extremely determined, and now coupled with Zhunti's plot against him, he became even more determined and eager to become stronger!
If he doesn't avenge this plot, how can he be worthy of being the emperor! (End of chapter)