Su Ji had been in Jiuquan for a while, and for Mu Lingyu in the Taimiao Immortal Palace, he had only spent a few words.

"I'm going to be the god of the Nine Heavens?"

Mu Lingyu looked directly at the Queen Mother of the West in surprise, her eyes full of incredulity.

The Queen Mother of the West lay on the ground and nodded slightly.

Nezha said: "The Queen Mother has the right to bestow mortal godheads. ”

"What is Godhead?"

"The so-called Godhead is the source of the power of the gods. Mortal beings, whether they are cultivating spirits or cultivating immortals, even ordinary people without mana, as long as they get the godhead given by Niangniang, they can transform the incense and prayers of the mortal people into the power of the origin and provide for your immortal body. ”

Nezha's gushing words echoed in his ears, Mu Lingyu's expression became more and more confused, and he asked: "But I don't have any merit for all things in the world, even if I have a godhead, no one knows about my existence, how can I offer incense for me?"

"Every year on June 13, there is a five-day sacrificial temple fair at the foot of Lishan Mountain, and tens of thousands of pilgrims from all over the country go up the mountain to worship. Your godhead is the fairy of the upper eight caves, the congenital Yuan Shi Yin God, the number of the nine spirits is too wonderful in the Tianfan Dou Yuanjun, bathing in the Jiuquhua Pool, putting infinite light, incarnating the nine buds of the golden lotus, now the Nine Emperor Dao body, the mother of the Big Dipper stars, also known as the old mother of Lishan. ”

Mu Lingyu couldn't help but be shocked, it was clear that the old mother of Lishan was a non-existent god, and now she wanted to turn a fake god into a real god. She originally thought that the gods were all real first and then famous, but she didn't expect that there would be a false name first, and then someone would fill the vacancy of this false god.

Mu Lingyu still said in disbelief: "How can I be promoted to the god of the Nine Heavens for no reason?"

Nezha's eyes flowed, and he hurriedly said: "Those who become gods do not necessarily have to have complete merits, but more need is immortal fate." This is the Queen Mother's favor for you. You came here alive because of the providence of the underworld. Are you going to go against the will of heaven?"

Providence?

Mu Lingyu thought about the so-called providence in Nezha's mouth, and couldn't help but think of his dead master and uncle, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt heavy in his heart.

Why is providence so unjust?

In the past, on the list of gods, not only Nezha and Yang Jian, who were heroes of the Zhou Dynasty, but also Shen Gongbao, the four generals of the Demon Family, and the four saints of Jiulong, as well as the traitors Fei Zhong and You Hun who brutalized the loyal and good, such sinful people, and even the culprit of the king of Shang can be named a god.

However, for thousands of years in the world, those mortals who have been cultivating hard, don't say that they want to covet the divine position, even if they cultivate to the Xuanqing Nine Realms, they will have to pay an unimaginable price, and in the end, they still have to face the fate of failing to cross the tribulation and destroying their gods.

What Nezha said, Mu Lingyu must not believe it, and he will definitely not believe it completely.

Looking at the misty white clouds outside the Immortal Palace, the Queen Mother of the West said to Mu Lingyu: "You'd better forget that mortal." ”

Mu Lingyu asked, "Why?"

Nezha said: "There are thousands of rules outside the Nine Heavens, and one of them is that the gods of the Nine Heavens must abstain from the seven emotions and six desires in accordance with the rules of the Heavens. It is not easy for mortal beings to cultivate, and they must not bring the lust in the red dust to the Nine Heavens. Marshal Tianpeng, who once commanded the Tianhe Water Army, was beaten into the six realms of reincarnation for violating this heavenly rule. ”

Mu Lingyu muttered: "If the gods can't fall in love like mortals, how can they be as happy as mortals? If they don't even have the happiness of mortals, why should mortals become immortals......

Queen Mother Xi's face changed slightly.

Nezha was afraid of the queen mother's wrath, and shouted: "Presumptuous! You dare to question Niangniang! The life span of mortals is only a hundred years, and the life span of a mortal is only a thousand years, and the gods are immortal, and when the time comes, you will only suffer yourself." Mother, this is for your good. ”

Mu Lingyu realized that Fang had just lost his words, and although he couldn't agree in his heart, he still said in a low voice: "Niangniang, please forgive me for being rude." ”

The Queen Mother of the West smiled: "That's it." Anyway, you've spoken to me in this tone before, and I miss it a lot. ”

Hearing this, Mu Lingyu became more and more curious about his identity in his previous life. A god who dares to question the Queen Mother of the West, what kind of existence is that?

The Queen Mother of the West slowly got up from the ground. The Taimiao Immortal Palace disappeared the moment she got up, replaced by a strange peach blossom forest.

In the blink of an eye, day turned into night.

The night was deep, the cool breeze passed through the forest, the branches rustled, and the lingering fragrance of peach blossoms was heard.

The Queen Mother of the West crawled towards the depths of the peach blossom forest. The peach blossom trees in front of them moved to the sides, revealing a tranquil lake in the middle.

Mu Lingyu moved his steps lightly, and his white clothes like snow swayed in the wind. From a distance, she saw the clear surface of the lake like a mirror. The shadows of the bright moon and peach blossoms are reflected on the water.

Nezha picked up a stone and handed it to Mu Lingyu, then tilted her head in the direction of the lake, signaling her to throw herself into the lake.

Mu Lingyu took the stone blankly and threw it far away, and the calm lake surface wrinkled with circles of ripples.

The voice of the Queen Mother of the West sounded on the shore: "Earthly wishes are like flowers and moons. If you still can't let go of that man, go over and take a look. ”

Mu Lingyu pursed her red lips, slowly took a step forward, leaned over and looked at the lake, only to see a scene emerge on the rippling lake.

The world reflected in the lake is filled with violent storms and snow-capped mountains. Countless naked beings were led to the ice and snow by the invisible force.

In Mu Lingyu's stunned eyes, he saw an unrecognizable man, his skin was frozen red, and his whole body was covered with chilblains, which were cracked into eight petals, like red lotus petals, revealing cruel beauty, but it was based on extreme pain.

Mu Lingyu raised her head stiffly, as if asking what kind of place is this?

The Queen Mother of the West replied, "There is the Eight Cold Hells. Don't worry, what you want to see is not the man who suffers, but the bird behind him. ”

Mu Lingyu hurriedly continued to watch, and saw a brown bird circling and flying, and he didn't expect that the person who was deeply concerned had become like that. The birds landed on the snow-covered branches and made a few birdsong. Mu Lingyu found that he could understand its words:

The bird that Su Ji incarnated said, "How long are you going to follow me?"

As soon as the words fell, a woman in green slowly walked towards Su Ji and smiled, "I just want to ask you one thing." ”

"What?"

"I've always been curious, who is the person you saw after taking the seven-colored rice ear?"

A withered peach petal falls on the surface of the lake.

Mu Lingyu held her breath and listened carefully.

Nezha couldn't help but take a few steps forward, staring curiously at the picture emerging on the surface of the lake.

The woman in green in the reflection on the water surface said with a smile: "If you don't want to say it, I also know, it's not Jiang Ling, it's not Bao Xi, it's not Mu Lingyu......

Nezha turned his head to look at Mu Lingyu's side face and saw that her expression darkened.

Su Ji's back appeared on the surface of the lake, trembling slightly, trying to suppress the complex emotions in his heart.

Although he never heard an answer, Mu Lingyu already knew the answer in Su Ji's heart from the smug expression of the woman in green.