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Immediately, he was in a bad mood, it seemed that someone really made a move secretly.

However, to his surprise, the man's cultivation was so superb that he was tricked before he could react.

Di Xin raised his head to look at the statue of Nuwa again, and felt that the stone statue seemed to come to life, vivid, like a real person standing in front of him.

Every move, every frown and smile carries an irresistible charm.

Di Xin felt an evil fire rising from his lower abdomen. He wished he could hold Nuwa in his arms and get close to him. His breathing became faster and deeper.

At this moment, the Qiankun world in Di Xin's mind suddenly flickered, releasing a burst of fresh air.

However, Qin Yu had long expected that Di Xin would have such a catastrophe, and left behind in the small world of Qiankun.

"call...."

Affected by this burst of clear air, Di Xin's mind gradually recovered, and he took a deep breath.

He couldn't help being afraid for a while, and his whole body was drenched in cold sweat.

"No matter who you are, since you have attacked Gu, Gu will never let you go."

After resting for a while, Di Xin turned around and walked out of the hall. Just as he was about to return to Chaoge, his heart moved, and he ordered the driver attendant: "Come here, get the pen and ink."

The so-called coming and not reciprocating is indecent, since you want me to write a poem, then I will write a poem for you to see.

After fetching the pen and ink, Di Xin went to the whitewashed wall in the temple and wrote a poem.

Poetry:

The Fengluan treasure tent is very beautiful, full of exquisite makeup.

Ququ distant mountains fly green, dancing sleeves and reflecting the clouds.

The pear blossoms bring rain to compete for beauty, and the peony cage is full of smoke and make-up.

If Nuwa doesn't mend Cang Ming's leakage, the Milky Way pours down and roars with thunder.

Looking at his masterpiece, Di Xin nodded in satisfaction.

Although he wasn't really bewitched because of the clean energy in the Qiankun Small World, Di Xin didn't want the people behind the scenes to know.

Therefore, he wrote the poem according to the script.

It's just that, in the original poem, the introduction that caused trouble is the last two lines, "but you can move if you are enchanting, and you can take back Changle to serve the king".

Di Xin must not write like this, but this poem must be written.

Otherwise, there is no way to test Nuwa's attitude.

He wanted to know, was Nuwa colluding with the people behind the scenes, or was she simply angry because of King Zhou's poem?

Therefore, he changed the last two sentences of the poem, which were not as obscene as written in the original work.

After finishing offering incense in Nuwa Palace, Emperor Xin got up and drove back to the palace, ascended to Longde Hall, and all officials dispersed in congratulations.

At this time, Di Xin specifically left Wen Zhong behind, first told Wen Zhong what happened to him in the palace, and then asked him if he had found anything.

Wen Zhong frowned, shook his head and said: "Your Majesty ordered the minister to be on guard outside. The minister has been paying attention to the surroundings, but he has never found anything. I am afraid that the person who made the move this time is far better than me."

After hearing this, Di Xin's heart sank. Although he was unwilling to be secretly influenced and manipulated, he had made up his mind to resist, but now that there were no clues, how should he proceed?

Furthermore, his cultivation is far superior to Wen Zhong's, so what kind of character should he be?

Although Wen Zhong is only a third-generation disciple of Jiejiao, he is already in the realm of a twelfth-order celestial being, which is much stronger than ordinary second-generation disciples.

Even with the cultivation of the Twelve Golden Immortals, it is difficult for them to make a move without Wen Zhong noticing it.

Could it be that the sage did it himself?

Di Xin's heart sank, but he didn't want to add burden to Wen Zhong, so he had to say a few words of relief and let Wen Zhong leave.

...

At this time, Nuwa came back to congratulate the three saints of Huoyun Cave, got Qingluan, sat in the treasure hall, looked up and saw the poem written by Xin, the God of Fenbi, and was speechless for a while.

After reading the inscription several times, he murmured: "Nuwa doesn't mend the leaks of the sky, and the Milky Way pours down and thunders."

"Ugh!"

Nuwa sighed and thought to herself: "The King of Shang has always been very respectful to me. Every year, there is no shortage of perfunctory worship on my birthday. This poem written by Emperor Xin is even more admirable."

"But now that the catastrophe has begun, the way of heaven is doomed, the conferring of gods is approaching, the great merchants will be destroyed, and Zhou De will be prosperous!"

"The teacher wants me to contribute, so what should I do?"

"Yes, this is a catastrophe for the world. If it is not handled properly, the world is in danger of being overthrown!"

"Although I am a saint, I am not the saint of the Dashang family, but the saint of the world! You cannot ignore the world for the sake of the Dashang family!"

"It seems that I can only feel sorry for the royal family of the Shang Dynasty!"

After a while, Nuwa let out a sigh of relief, turned to Caiyun Tong'er and said, "Bring my gourd."

Caiyun Tong'er fetched the gourd and gave it to Nuwa.

Nu Wa took the gourd, took off the cover of the gourd, and pointed with her finger, a white light burst out from the gourd, as thick as a fist, straight as a line, and more than four or five feet high.

Above the white light, hangs a streamer, with multicolored divine lights flashing on it, and thousands of auspicious auras hanging upside down, it is the famous banner for summoning demons.

Nuwa played out the formula and urged the demon banner with all her strength.

After a while, the sad wind was howling, the mist was misty, and the clouds were gathering everywhere, but it was a group of monsters rushing to fight against the evil wind.

After a few gusts of wind, all the monsters from all over the world came to Nuwa's palace to wait for the edict of the empress.

Nu Wa looked at His Highness' group of demons, and felt a sense of sadness in her heart again.

The number of monsters is no less than ten thousand, and there is not even a single demon fairy who has attained the Tao.

It's all because I am currently weak and unable to protect the monsters under my command, and I have been expelled and defended by those Taoists all day long.

Although it is true that the little monster who has just attained the Tao cannibalize people, should we kill all the monsters?

Seeing that Nuwa was silent, the group of demons did not dare to speak. Nuwa secretly felt sad for a while and cheered up.

No matter what, the teacher's order must be obeyed.

At the moment of the catastrophe, who should die and who should not, what can she do?

The end of Nadi Xin's downfall has long been doomed, and she can only follow the trend.

However, if he wants to help Zhou destroy Shang by himself, where should he start?

With the current strength of these little monsters, they are afraid that they will be wiped out before they reach Chaoge.

Suddenly, Nuwa seemed to remember something, and immediately told Caiyun: "Leave the big monsters everywhere, and only leave the three monsters in Xuanyuan Tomb to serve."

After hearing this, Caiyun went out of the hall to preach the decree.

The three demons came to the palace to pay homage, saying: "The empress's holy life is boundless!"

Among the three demons, one is a thousand-year-old fox spirit, the other is a nine-headed pheasant spirit, and the other is a jade pipa spirit.

Nuwa looked at the three demons, felt a pang of pain in her heart, recovered her senses and said: "The three demons listened to my secret decree: Cheng Tang looks sad, and should lose the world; Fengming Qishan, the Western Zhou Dynasty has given birth to the Holy Lord. You three monsters can hide their monster shape, put themselves in the palace, and confuse the king's heart. King Wu conquered merchants to help them succeed, and must not harm all living beings. After the event is completed, you will also achieve a positive result."

The three demons were ecstatic and kowtowed endlessly: "Thank you for your kindness, thank you for your kindness."

Nuwa's face was indifferent and calm.

At this time, the thousand-year-old vixen asked: "Madam, it is said that Emperor Xin Fei was a lustful person, and dismissed the palace servants as soon as he came to the throne. Although we have the ability to charm, it is expected that Emperor Xin will not escape the palm of our hand, but we Why are the three of you so close? Do you want us to recommend ourselves to Chaoge?"

Nu Wa listened, pondered for a moment, and then replied: "You can discuss this matter yourself."

Man proposes, God disposes.

She has already done her best, and even if it fails, she has not violated the teacher's will.

Hearing the words, the three demons quickly thanked them and left the palace.

...

"Perhaps, Tiandao has noticed the change of Gu, so he will advance the catastrophe..."

"It seems that the catastrophe has begun, and it is already unstoppable!"

Back in the palace, Di Xin stood with his hands behind his back, thinking to himself.

He already felt abnormal.

According to the original fate, the Conferred God Tribulation should happen a few years later.

Di Xin originally thought that there were still seven years before now, enough for him to slowly plan and change his fate of death.

How would you know, it has only been more than two months since he sat on the throne of King Shang?

The plot of Nuwa Temple happened seven years ahead of schedule, which caught him by surprise.

"No matter how hard I try, what should happen will happen!"

"The way of heaven is destined... Is it so difficult to change the fate of death?"

Clenching his fists slowly, Di Xin muttered to himself.

"I don't believe in the destiny, but with the help of six teachers and Mr. Qin, I will still die and the country will perish as fate has destined!"

Since the catastrophe is inevitable, Di Xin absolutely has no reason to back down.

Now that the arrow is on the string, it has to be launched.

Soldiers come to block, water comes and soil floods.

Although Di Xin wasn't sure of victory, he wasn't too scared either.

When Mr. Qin left, he left a message that if the matter cannot be violated, he can go to the wife of Li Jing, the commander-in-chief of Chentangguan.

With such thick golden thighs to hug, Di Xin panicked.

Of course, he wouldn't ask for help unless it was absolutely necessary.

Doesn't that make him seem incompetent?

"However, Gu De speeded up the progress..."

The catastrophe was advanced seven years, disrupting Di Xin's steps in an instant.

Originally, according to his plan, after assuming the throne, he would first issue some moderate policies to allow the great merchants to transition peacefully from the Emperor Yi era to the Emperor Xin era.

Then, step by step, the frog was boiled in warm water, slowly transforming Da Shang into his shape.

It's just that people are not as good as heaven.

The Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods will actually come ahead of schedule!

This is something he never thought of before.

Thinking of this, Di Xin's heart moved, and he looked at Niwan Palace.

In the Niwan Palace, there is a bead suspended indefinitely.

It is a bead between reality and nothingness.

In the bead, there is an incomparably huge continent, which is the former Qiankun Continent.

In this small universe, he is the omnipotent god.

He can land at any place at will, and controls the laws of heaven and earth in the entire Qiankun Continent.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the seasons change, all of which can be adjusted at will.

"Om..."

As Di Xin's mind entered the bead, even if countless paths of luck gathered from all over the world.

Boundless luck rushed in, condensing a figure, becoming the incarnation of heaven and earth.

The luck of the whole world is concentrated in him alone.

With the blessing of infinite luck, his strength is infinitely high, as if the destiny has been added to his body, and he is one with the world.

Di Xin's divine sense jumped up and turned into the eyes of the sky, looking down at the whole world.

He saw the whole picture of the whole world, and saw any corner of the world.

Seeing that the already unified human empire has passed for many years, it is still the same as when he left.

Seeing that the East China Sea Dragon Clan that has been subdued has now become a vassal of the Human Clan, responsible for promoting clouds and rain.

Seeing that the Phoenix family has been reborn from nirvana, there are only three or two big cats and kittens left, which is not good.