Since Di Xin began to practice the law and stepped into the realm of Golden Immortal Immortal. His control over the dynasty and the fate of the country became more and more refined. Especially in Chaoge King City, any strange aura infiltrating could not escape his eyes. Because... different colors will be directly reflected in the national fortune. And that night, the Yin Shang Wangcheng. The Blood God Son of the Patriarch Styx sneaked into it in his incarnation, and didn't stop until he was in front of the king. But at this moment, Di Xin, who was 'practicing' with the concubines in Jiuchi Roulin Dojo, suddenly felt something in his heart, and his eyes suddenly turned to a certain direction. "There is a faint red color in the fortune of the country. It seems that the ancestor Minghe should have been in contact with the West." Di Xin whispered. Then he patted the concubine in front of him who was working hard to 'practice', and immediately stood up from the forest of wine and meat.
Immediately afterwards, after tidying up her makeup, Sui entered the side hall. Not long after, according to Di Xin's order, a guard who was waiting at the gate of the palace found Patriarch Styx and brought him into the palace. "Styx fellow daoist visited late at night, but he has already contacted the Western Saint?" Di Xin looked at the blood god son evolved by the ancestor Styx in front of him, with a meaningful smile on his face. But as soon as these words came out, the ancestor of Styx "Nine Seven Seven" visibly shook his body, and his face immediately revealed an inconceivable look. "Why does the king know?" Patriarch Minghe asked. "I remember that I told you back then, can I help you prove the words of Primordial Chaos?" Di Xin didn't respond directly, but replied in a pretentious way. "Well, I said so." "Because of this, my ancestor came here late at night. "It's just, why does the Human King know about the Western Saint's contact with me?" Patriarch Minghe was puzzled and asked again. However, seeing Di Xin's meaningful smile, the next second was like a blessing to his heart, but a terrible thought popped into his head. Could it be... that the opportunity to prove Dao mentioned by King Ren came from the West. And Zhunti's contact with him was actually what King Ren expected. Thinking of this, Patriarch Minghe's heart trembled, but he couldn't help but gasped. "It's very simple." "The West lost ten second rank merit golden lotus."
"And Na Zhunti had already asked for it from the widow not long ago, but I refused." "Nowadays, there is no treasure in the west to suppress the luck of great teachings. Just relying on guidance, the Ganges dream world that Zhunti evolved when he was proving the Tao, is like a tower in the sky, and has lost its foundation. "In the eyes of the few, even if luck is suppressed with the title of Saint, the west will collapse in just three to five years." "At that time, the merit owed will be enough to knock those two down from the Saint status." "That's why they set their minds on you." "After all, in this world, only your luck-suppressing treasure has the best chance. Di Xin said with a smile. "I see." "Then, if the West is really what the king said, it is my opportunity to prove the Tao." "Can I just join them?" "Besides, the cunning of those two people has long been known. If I integrate Karma Red Lotus into the West, what if the other party repents?" "At that time, he will have Karma Red Lotus in the west, which can also suppress luck. Patriarch Styx asked immediately. "It depends on whether Styx Fellow Daoist can seize this opportunity. "The widow has a plan to make you get what you want." Di Xin said with a smile. "I also ask the king to give me some advice. If my ancestor can fulfill his long-cherished wish, he will definitely repay your monstrous Karma in the future." Ancestor Minghe's eyes flickered, and he opened his mouth immediately. have to say. After witnessing the horror of Di Xin, Patriarch Styx would rather believe in the King of People than Saint's nonsense. "Can." "According to what the widow said, agree to the two Westerners." "However, the premise is that the West needs to establish a way first." "So you can sit back and relax and join the Western camp." Di Xin said with a smile. "It's that simple?" "Zunti found me before, and also said that he wanted Jixuan to establish a Buddha. "But, I feel like he's tricking me."
Patriarch Styx responded. "With the ambitions of those two people, it will be a matter of time before they become a Buddha." "However, with the current luck of the East and the West, the Dongfang Xuan sect is still strong, and it is impossible for those two to stand up. "Therefore, if you don't ask them to do so, Huo Honglian will definitely lose. "Next, Styx fellow daoist should know what to do." Di Xin said. But when these words came out, Patriarch Styx remained silent for a long time. The two sages in the West, who stand uprightly as Buddhas, will definitely form opposition to human teaching and elucidation of teaching. And if he joins the West, although he has the opportunity to prove Primordial Chaos, he will face Taiqing, Yuqing, and even the three Great Saints, the leader of Tongtian, in the future. That is. This Conferred Gods catastrophe, which was supposed to be a dispute between the three religions, has invisibly escalated into a catastrophe between the East and the West. There is a tendency to repeat the battle between Dao and Demon. But if you don't do this, then you will have no hope of proving the Dao in this life. Once picked up, Zhunti these two guys can't handle it, and the luck of the West will collapse. The origin of the Western Devil Dao, which should have had a chance to be born, will also be blocked again. Do you want to prove the Tao, compete with Dongfang Xuanmen, and repeat the battle between Taoism and demons, or continue to hang on and wait for the future Devil Dao to be born in the West? For a while, Patriarch Styx couldn't decide to pay attention. At the same time, Di Xin looked at the guy in front of him with an uncertain expression, weighing the pros and cons, but a sneer flashed across his face. "It seems that Styx fellow daoist is thinking that if the west really loses luck in this life, will it be bred again in the future?" "And you, continue to stay in the sea of blood, waiting for the opportunity?" Di Xin asked. "Hey, it seems that no one in the world can hide the truth from King Fayan." "That's right. Now that the calamity is present, if this patriarch joins the West, even if he gets the opportunity to prove the Dao this time, he will still be able to face Dongfang Xuan's sect." "At that time, the Conferred Gods will transform into the Eastern and Western Dao magic calamity, but we will be the ones who should be robbed." "It's not worth the candle." "If you hide in the sea of blood, maybe you can wait for the next opportunity in the future." Patriarch Minghe said. However, as soon as these words came out, Di Xin shook his head.
"Styx fellow daoist, do you think there will be another chance to gain enlightenment?" Di Xin asked back. What does the King of Man mean by this?" "When the widow asked you to leave, how did he tell you?" "Let you choose the opportunity to become enlightened, or wait for the merits of the widow to return to Origin, and purify the origin of your sea of blood?" "And you, you didn't choose that way at the beginning..0" As Di Xin said, a meaningful smile appeared on his face. As soon as these words came out, Patriarch Styx's expression suddenly became ugly. Obviously, the threatening taste in this sentence couldn't be more obvious. Or, he joins Styx in the west, attracting firepower from Dongfang Xuanmen. Or just wait for other people's merits to return to Origin, and use the Innate treasure to fight for the world and turn the dried white lotus into the sea of blood. There are no other options. And among these two options, each is equivalent to a dead end. "Why are the kings so aggressive?" "This patriarch just wants to prove Primordial Chaos safely. A wry smile appeared on Patriarch Ming He's face. "The widow didn't force you." "It's up to you to choose." "However, I can remind you that even if the war between Taoism and Demons is restarted, the West does not have a chance. "After all, people's education and interpretation of education are not only facing the West, but also our human orthodoxy. Di Xin said with a smile. As soon as these words fell, Patriarch Styx immediately reacted. "I get it, I get it." "The king of men wants to unite all forces to fight against Taiqing and Yuanshi." "No wonder, you will bring the West into the game." "If the West has its own Buddha this time, it means that it has come to the opposite of the East. "Good means, good means." After Patriarch Styx came to his senses, he felt deep fear of Di Xin's plan again.
"How, does Mou Minghe fellow daoist have a choice now?" Di Xin asked again. "Well, since that's the case, then the ancestor of this book will go to his west and restart the Dao Demon. Patriarch Styx responded. But after the words fell, the blood god son in front of Di Xin's eyes suddenly dispersed and quickly disappeared in front of his eyes. After Patriarch Styx left, Di Xin showed a smile on 's face. "The time is almost ripe." "It seems that it's time to see the true purpose of bit rules." Di Xin whispered. The next moment, palms open. The Samsara imprint left by Granny Meng suddenly emerged. buzz With power injected into it. A burst of light flashed, and the light that burst out from the imprint of Samsara in an instant converged into a flashing door. Meanwhile, in the depths of the Nine Nether, in the Samsara Great Hall. A Miaoman figure revived, but its beautiful eyes slowly opened. "This guy... is so daring, he actually came to this palace." "Do you want to see Bengong's face so much?" Empress Pingxin murmured, and then looked at the gate of Samsara slowly forming in front of her, her pretty face immediately revealed a complicated look. And with her little finger. The next moment, a human silhouette appeared in the gate of Samsara. I saw that Di Xin seemed to be walking from another time and space, and every time he took a step, his outline became clearer. Until he walked out completely, the majesty on his body immediately permeated the Great Hall.