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There are groups of peaks standing all around, white clouds lingering, strange stones are craggy, graceful and multi-po, vines and mushrooms are lush, green bamboos are rampant, pines and cypresses are towering to the sky, willows are hanging together, wild flowers are fragrant, peaches and plums compete for beauty, butterflies dance and birds sing, fish play frogs sing. There are several rows of boulders that look like various beasts lying in front of the stage, quiet and peaceful, like a guard waiting for the deer platform. The spring water under the stage is unfathomable and frozen.

Step by step, Di Xin slowly walked to the top of Lutai. Everything that happened outside of Asahi was as if it had nothing to do with him. For Huang Feihu's safety, he was not worried at all.

On the deer platform, there was already a golden figure standing there, motionless, waiting for him.

"The exposition of the teachings came, and this time, it was a second-generation disciple. Di Xin's expression was a little confused, and there seemed to be something in his heart that he didn't know whether to say or not.

"It's just a second-generation disciple. Don't tell me that the lord of the great merchants in this life would be afraid of a second-generation disciple who expounded the teachings. The man with the golden back didn't turn his head, and the tone revealed in his words was clearly indifferent.

"Moreover, your subordinates are too ruthless, the two third-generation disciples of Han Poison Dragon and Xue Evil Tiger were seriously injured, and it is already a miracle that Dao Xing Tianzun can still calm down and not kill Chao Ge directly. ”

Di Xin was silent for a moment, then took a few steps forward, keeping his bloated body as level as possible with the man in gold.

On the side of the railing, he looks like a ball, and he will give people the feeling that he is going to fall down anytime and anywhere.

"The second generation of disciples, the widow is naturally not afraid. is just a Taoist Tianzun, and the widow has never taken it into his eyes. The only thing the widow is worried about is the Yuan Shi Tianzun. Dixin's right hand gripped the railing tightly. His strength is not small, but he doesn't know what material this deer platform railing is made of, and it is not damaged in the slightest.

"The more I knew, the more scared I became. In the previous life, even if the three clears are all together, you won't have any fear, the king. The golden-clothed man smiled and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the skills of the eunuch under you are not small, and it is really unknown who will win and who will lose between Dao Xing Tianzun and him." Son of Heaven, there are indeed means. ”

Speaking of this, I could see a proud look on Di Xin's face.

"Dashang gathers all things in the world, and there will never be a shortage of natural materials and treasures. Even if I use the elixir to pull out the seedlings and help them grow, the widow will have to cultivate a man who is truly loyal to me. Pang Biao is very good, but even so, it seems that he has reached the limit. Could it be that the widowed Great Shang is really going to die at the hands of my Emperor Xin?"

From pride to self-pity, it often only takes a moment of transformation.

"Di Xin knows that his strength is limited, and although he has great ambitions, it is difficult to return to heaven. Mr. Mu, please save my Dashang and save the people of the world! Even if he bears the infamy of eternity again, Di Xin does not want the Dashang to be annihilated from now on, and he does not want the people of the world to fall into the hands of Xiqi thieves!"

Saying that, Di Xin, the co-lord of the world, the son of the Great Shang, that is, the current human emperor, knelt down beside the man in gold with a "poof". In his eyes, although there was unwillingness, there was more helpless eagerness.

"It's not good, it's worse than it. It is a gentleman who is evil and is indecent, and all the evil in the world is returned. Poor king, poor Dixin. Knowing that it can't be done, it's okay. Since you are a wicked man, the king of the king, can have such a determination, then why should I Mu Ran twist and pinch and do that villainous act? At least for now, you're still the lord of the world!"

The man in gold is Mu Ran after regaining the Golden Lotus of the Twelve Grades of Merit. In this region, Mu Ran's existence is only a golden lotus clone, but in the case of the unity of the lotus god, there is absolutely no problem in dealing with ordinary saints. It is he who dares to boast about Haikou like this.

After receiving the specious promise, Di Xin no longer knelt down, but slowly stood up, and followed Mu Ran's gaze and looked down from the towering deer platform.

"I don't know, can the king believe in fate?" Mu Ran didn't mention the matter of help again, but diverted the topic.

If you believe, you don't have to work so hard now. If you believe it, the widow only needs to be a debaucherous tyrant again, live this life in peace, and then die. Why so tired, so hard-working?" thought about it carefully, and then shook his head. If he really believed in fate, he wouldn't need to ask for it now.

"Perhaps, I can only tell the king very sadly that such an inexplicable thing as fate really exists, and ordinary people can't resist it at all. When you think you are in control of your destiny, it is likely that the so-called change is already doomed in the dark. ”

"Doomed?"

It's like a basin of cold water, pouring it down from head to toe. Di Xin suddenly felt as if everything he had done had lost its meaning.

If someone else said this, Di Xin would definitely scoff at it. But for the person in front of him, Di Xin didn't know why, and in his heart, there was an inexplicable sense of trust.

"Now that you have made up your mind to no longer be bound by the fate of the past, can you tell me where this Lutai came from? If there is a need to lie in the face of me, then I don't think there is any need for me to continue to help you. Mu Ran's faint words shocked Di Xin a little scared.

"This Lutai, I really don't know when, it suddenly appeared. I don't know where the immortal craftsmen were able to create such a magnificent building overnight. In terms of magnanimity, how much is my big business star building inferior to it.....?

"Then, it was rumored in the world that the king wantonly collected the people's fat and ointment for his own selfishness, used it to satisfy his own desires, established Lutai, and sacrificed the minister's life to make his favorite concubine Daji happy, right?" With intriguing eyes, Mu Ran did not stare at Di Xin, but let out a long breath.

Even if you really have the heart to resist something, an invisible force is constantly pushing you in the direction you should have been going. This force can't be done by the Twelve Golden Immortals, and neither can the Yuan Shi Tianzun. Seeing that Di Xin seemed to have an understanding, Mu Ran slowly guided.

"What does Mr. mean is that that force can even be more powerful than a saint like Yuan Shi Tianzun? Even Yuan Shi Tianzun has to follow the trajectory of history, is this force really the so-called power of fate?"

"Fate, Destiny ....."

"No, the widow is unwilling, I, I am not reconciled! How can my great business inheritance be lost in the hands of my Emperor Xin! How can it be lost in the hands of my Emperor Xin again?"

"Sir, sir, save my Dashang, please save my Dashang!" Di Xin once again knelt down in front of Mu Ran, and two tears slipped down his chubby face. No one has ever seen that this emperor, who has always been 'mediocre', can have such a fragile side.

He was answered by silence and the darkness of the night.

Outside the song, the sword light and sword shadow reappeared.