Millions of dead souls stepped forward, making huge footsteps, stirring up waves of dust.

The lonely wind blew, and the dust on the ground drifted away, and the cassock on my body also floated up gently with the dust. I had no expression on my face, my hands folded, without fear of the countless dead souls in front of me.

"Amitabha." He recited the Buddha's name lightly, slowly raised his head and looked at Di Xin on the city wall: "There are tens of millions of iron cavalry and the dragon robe, do you really think it is an emperor?"

"Gou has the emperor's destiny. Even if he takes off the dragon robe and takes off the nine-stamp crown, he is certainly an emperor. What's more, Gu has tens of millions of iron cavalry next to him now!" Emperor Xin answered me coldly.

I glanced at the densely packed souls under the city with contempt, and sneered: "All the souls in the Netherworld of Ten Directions have gathered here by you. After wearing gold and armor, Is the tens of millions of iron cavalry you mentioned?"

"I hope that after the dust settles, they will return to humanity. They will definitely follow me." Emperor Xin put his hands behind him and glanced at countless dead souls.

I looked at Di Xin with neither humility nor arrogantness: "Whether you return to the human way, there must be a law of the underworld to judge? Isn't this ten directions the underworld the finale?"

"What you are talking about should be them..." Emperor Xin smiled indifferently, raised his hand to point out the void, and a floating mirror appeared in the void. The ten palaces of the Yanjun in the ten directions of the underworld were all tied to dozens of huge iron pillars with iron chains.

I turned my head silently, and said with a calm expression: "It seems that you have already taken back all your magic power from the Gods List."

"For three thousand years, how can I waste my time?" Emperor Xin looked at me with a sneer and said, "I admire you so that I can save your life and let you find eight relics. Now you have indeed let go of Gu's wishes."

After Emperor Xin finished speaking, with a wave of his hand, seven golden lights suddenly lit up in Fengdu City, and the golden lights were round and flew towards me quickly.

I stretched out my hand without hesitation, and the seven relics suddenly fell into my palms calmly.

Emperor Xin was able to return seven relics to me, and I was no exception.

At that time, the relics were deposited into the Ksitigarbha Temple in Fengdu City. Those who lack cultivation did not dare to approach them at all. Now the relics are in the hands of Di Xin, and it seems that Di Xin's cultivation is not inferior to me.

In fact, God Xin really wants to kill me, but the reason why he didn't kill me was that it was not yet time.

In other words, he still has time to use me.

I held seven relics in my hand, but did not suck them into my body. It was not that I didn’t want to, but that I had an obsession in my mind that I allowed me to do so.

This obsession comes from another memory, which is correctness.

I was not in a hurry, but held the relics in my palm and looked up at Di Xin.

Emperor Xin stood on the city wall, looking at me meaningfully. When he waved his hand, the army of dead souls suddenly took a few steps back, and dust rose everywhere.

His every move was full of kingly aura: "Gou has a dragon robe on his body and a large army of dead souls is in front of him. You might as well look around. What else is Gu missing?"

"The emperor has always had the makeup of the six palaces and the three thousand beauties. All he lacks is a person." Although I had no expression on my face, I was sneering in my heart.

Emperor Xin sighed long and said, "Even if I am unparalleled in the world and have no beauty around me, how can I be considered a real emperor? The one who is missing from me is really the beloved concubine."

"The emperor does not need to talk nonsense in front of me. I have seen through what you want and what you want." Di Xin always thought that I was still a mortal, but in fact, I knew everything about his purpose and purpose. In this way, he was like a fool in front of me.

Emperor Xin frowned, turned around and stared at me tightly, and said deeply: "Aren't you accurate?"

"Certainly, it has disappeared." I replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Emperor Xin asked again: "Are you Ksitigarbha?"

"Dixin Ksitigarbha has not returned yet," I continued to answer.

Emperor Xin was finally furious. His eyes widened, and his feet moved, and he appeared in front of me. I was only one meter away from Emperor Xin. His dragon robe was shining extremely, and my coarse cloth robe was completely incomparable.

"Tell me, who are you."

I straightened my back and closed my hands together and recited lightly: "Amitabha, I am not Ksitigarbha, and I am not an ordinary person. The emperor asked me who I was, but I didn't know."

"Why do you have a golden body of Ksitigarbha? Why do you know what the Lone is doing? You said you are not accurate, so why do you know the promise between Lone and Certainty?" Di Xin looked at me with sharp eyes.

I exposed his conspiracy, but he was not angry or panicked. It seemed that he had no intention of hiding it.

"It's not an ordinary person who is accurate but knows the promise between Jingzheng and the emperor. He has the golden body of Ksitigarbha to know the past of Ksitigarbha, but he does not have the ability to Ksitigarbha. The emperor might as well think about it carefully, who am I...?" I chuckled and lowered my head slightly.

Emperor Xin was quick-witted and extremely wise. His frown brows stretched out soon: "Did you get the memory of Ksitigarbha, and go to the hell to get the golden body of Ksitigarbha? At the same time...have you preserved your correct memory?"

"That's right." I nodded quietly.

Emperor Xin waved his robe and turned around, and stood with his hands behind his back, "Should you think you are accurate or Ksitigarbha?"

"Zhuzheng and Ksitigarbha coexist. If an emperor wants to be a monk, he is a monk. If an emperor wants to be a monk, he is a monk. If an emperor wants to be a monk, he is a monk. "I answered without thinking.

Emperor Xin sighed slightly and said, "In contrast, Gu prefers chatting with Zhu Zhengpan."

"I am accurate." The hands of the clasped are slowly separated, and I stood behind Di Xin calmly.

Emperor Xin turned around to look at me, as if he had seen a familiar and long-lost smile again: "It has been several days since the eighty-one peaks left, I wonder if it is still safe?"

"Thank you for your concern, I am safe and sound yet." I replied with a chuckling.

Di Xin looked at me with deeper eyes. After a long time, he looked away and sighed softly: "It's up to you to have accurate memories, but it's different from the past."

In fact, I think so. Although I have accurate memories, my words and deeds are completely different from those of correct words.

"Forget it, forgot it, the past is like smoke, and you can't go back." Di Xin waved his hand gently, changed his words, and suddenly asked, "Since you have gone to Hell to get your golden body back, have you ever... seen her?"

"See you." I answered calmly.

Di Xin continued to ask, "Then she... has she been safe?"

"I told the emperor before that I know everything you think. What you ask is just false. Your real purpose is not to save Daji in the hell path!" I frowned and looked at Di Xin, and said in a deep voice.

Emperor Xin silently turned around and took a step forward. He looked straight up, and it seemed like there was a ladder in the air, carrying Emperor Xin's pace.

It didn't take long for Emperor Xin to return to the wall of Fengdu City. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked at me majestic.

When I came into contact with Di Xin's gaze, I knew that he would not continue to hide it.

"Since you know everything, then tell Gu what plans are you going to do!"

I didn't answer Di Xin, and answered the question: "Where is the prehistoric mirror?"

"In the hands of the lonely!" Emperor Xin suddenly stretched out his hand, and the fire dragon and ice phoenix wrapped around Emperor Xin's arm, and a calm mirror suddenly appeared.

I was slightly shocked, frowned and said unmoved: "Since you have taken the prehistoric mirror, then I think you can get all the five-color stones, right?"

"You really know everything..." Di Xin's eyes became sharp when he looked at me. I believe he would want to kill me even more now.

However, the more he wants to kill me, the less he can't kill me.

"The five-colored stones have been left in the world for thousands of years, how can I find out that they are lonely?" Emperor Xin lightly lit the fire dragon and ice phoenix, and the fire dragon and ice phoenix immediately wrapped around Emperor Xin's arm obediently.

I said disapprovingly: "There was an abnormal movement in the prehistoric mirror before. If King Guang of Qin had not used magic power to restrain him, he would have bound the Nether Palace to enter the underworld in the ten directions. The primitive prehistoric mirror, the only thing that could cause the Great Destoric mirror to have abnormal movement was probably the five-colored divine stone. Even if the emperor did not get all the five-colored divine stones, he would have known several pieces."

"It is said that Buddha is great wisdom. It is not a rumor when you see him today. I am convinced by you." Di Xin did not refute me. He waved his hand and three stones flew out of Di Xin's sleeves.

Three colorful stones, in gold, green and yellow, hovering above Di Xin's head, and the prehistoric aura released from it makes people feel afraid.

How can the five-colored divine stone left by Nuwa refining stones and repairing the blue sky be ordinary? It has been thousands of years since Di Xin found these three colored stones.

The five-color stone emperor Xin got the third one. If he had not been 100% sure, the thoughtful Emperor Xin would not have expressed his true purpose calmly.

In other words, Di Xin is likely to know where the other two colored stones are.

"Since you know everything, do you know where the remaining two colorful stones are?" Emperor Xin reached out to recall the three colorful stones and continued to ask.

I said disapprovingly: "You already know the answer, why do you want to ask me in such a way?"

Emperor Xin did not continue to speak. He looked at the blood-red Netherworld with his hands on his back. He pondered for a long time before Di Xin spoke: "What's going on now, my lonely beloved concubine?"

Daji!

I looked at Di Xin deeply, and the thoughts in my heart finally turned into a long sigh.

How can we clearly distinguish between grudges, love and hatred?

How can we forget the shame of losing a country?

Emperor Xin never thought about saving Daji from beginning to end!

No, to be precise, Emperor Xin had thought about saving Daji, but his ultimate goal of saving Daji was not the so-called lingering love!

Daji is always just a setback, always a supporting role.

I finally understood... no, to be precise, I finally understood a problem.

Previously, Miaojue and Aoki Saburo had told Jun Zheng again and again that the king of Emperor Xin, who is also in the Immortal Class, would he be willing to ignore the God of Heaven and violate the Heavenly Law?

Zhunzheng has always been unable to understand this problem, and has always simply believed that Emperor Xin loved Daji very much and could not bear to see Daji suffer the suffering of reincarnation in the hell. But now it seems that the so-called "What Daji values ​​and what Daji hates and kills him" is just a huge joke.

Emperor Xin was not stupid, on the contrary, he was very smart. Although the direct cause of the fall of the Shang Dynasty was not Daji, how could he have broken up with Daji?

If Emperor Xin can be confused for a while, how can he be confused for a lifetime?

How could it be a lifetime for thousands of years?

Emperor Xin may no longer love Daji or even holds a grudge against him, so why did he save Daji?

Because Daji is still useful to Emperor Xin now.

And it's crucial!

If that's right, Daji is one of the five-color stones!

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