I have a room in Huangquan

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As long as there is enough power of faith, one can naturally become a god naturally.

But there is one thing, this road can only work in the present world, but not in the foreign land, because the foreign land itself is a world created after the time axis is broken, and it is inherently incomplete.

I believe this is also the reason why those foreign envoys are painstakingly cooperating with the alliance.

When Ding Xiaoyi heard the words, he suddenly realized, but then his heart moved suddenly, and he asked: "Does it mean that as long as the position in people's hearts is stronger, there is a chance to become a god?"

The reason why he asked this question was precisely because he thought of Li Chuanhai, who had a very high reputation in the alliance.

Li Chuanhai has stopped at the middle grade of disaster spirits in his life, but if there is an opportunity to break through the divine way, maybe he has the opportunity to fight for it.

"In theory, that's the case, but you have to touch the threshold first."

Pangpang corrected from the side, the so-called threshold, in fact, is the understanding of divinity, and his own strength and realm have reached the peak of the dragon level.

Otherwise, even if one is forced to become a god, the end will be extremely miserable.

As for the third method, those ancient gods allocated part of their power to him to help him rise to the god level.

But this method is basically difficult to achieve. If it is not a relationship or a reason, the ancient god will be full and support himself, and do this kind of helpful thing.

However, there are no absolutes in the world, but there are some ancient gods hidden in the darkest depths in this world. If there is someone who can't think about it, it is not impossible to do such a funny thing.

"In short, there are basically three conditions for becoming a god."

After Pang Pang introduced the above three conditions, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but feel a little dizzy. If he wants to improve his strength, it will be quite difficult.

"No, there is another one!" The bad old man leaned on the sofa and looked at himself: "Actually, you already have the conditions to become a god."

"I!"

Ding Xiaoyi was startled when he heard the words, but the old man said: "Yes, didn't the emperor give you a yin official? This is the ladder to become a god. As long as you recover enough ghosts and ghosts, I will recommend it to you at the full moon banquet tomorrow." A person, he has experience in this area!"

"It's okay." He couldn't help sighing, this time saved himself a lot of trouble.

While the few people were talking, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly felt something, took out his mobile phone and checked, it was Song Xingxue calling.

This surprised me quite a bit, as if this guy had kept a low profile since he came back last time.

I haven't heard from him for a long time.

Seeing the call from him at this time, I couldn't help but think that this guy suddenly remembered me, could it be that I didn't invite him to drink tomorrow's Full Moon Bar?

Press the phone, only to hear Song Xingxue's voice on the phone: "Xiaoyi, I'll wait for you at the Chinese History Library, come quickly."

After finishing speaking, Song Xingxue hung up the phone without waiting for his response.

"This guy..." Ding Xiaoyi put down his phone and seemed anxious when he heard Song Xingxue's tone, so he probably wasn't joking.

"I'm going out for a while, and I'll be right back."

After greeting everyone, Ding Xiaoyi took out the black iron key, rubbed it roughly in front of everyone, and disappeared in front of everyone.

8 Chapter Twenty: The Collapse of Song Xingxue

After returning to reality, Ding Xiaoyi tore through the void and ran to the Chinese History Library, which is located in the sixth district.

The reason why I know it is precisely because this library is a very famous library and reference library in the alliance.

It is said that in the chaotic era, an otaku spent a lot of energy and snatched the database from an organization called a certain point.

There are books and materials, myths and legends that have been looked at.

Afterwards, it was printed and made into a book, and a museum was set up, attracting many people to visit every year.

I've been there before, but most of the books in it are messy and I don't understand them.

He tore through the space all the way, and his speed was astonishingly fast, and he rushed to the sixth district, in front of the library gate in a short while.

I saw Song Xingxue sitting in front of the door waiting for him.

"you"

As soon as he stepped forward, seeing Song Xingxue raised his head, he was taken aback: "Why do you look so bad?"

The Song Xingxue in front of him was completely different from the appearance when he parted with him before, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and even his hair was a few gray.

With a haggard face, if someone who doesn't know him, you say that he is a super strong dragon-level middle-rank, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

"It's okay, let's go, I'll show you something."

Song Xingxue shook his drowsy head, and led Ding Xiaoyi to the library, only to see that the door of the library had been closed.

Originally, this place was supposed to be a holy place for young people to gather and date, but now there is no one there.

Seeming to see his doubts, Song Xingxue explained: "For the convenience of my reading, I bought this library."

Speaking of this matter, Song Xingxue finally showed some confidence.

But in an instant, when he thought of Ding Xiaoyi's Beimang College, which was in full swing, and he knew the guy's movement in the library, most of his confidence dissipated.

"Let's say it first, today I will show you what I said, and what you heard, you must never tell those old guys around you."

Coming to a bookshelf, Song Xingxue said to him with a serious face: "Promise me, don't tell anyone, or I'm afraid I won't survive the sun tomorrow."

scare!

Seeing that Song Xing's theory was so serious, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help frowning, and nodded heavily.

I was very confused, I didn't know what this guy had discovered that would make him act so terrified.

After all, he is also the closed disciple of the emperor. Even if the emperor is having a hard time now, if it is said that someone makes him unable to survive the sun of tomorrow.

It is conceivable that the identity of the person who does it must be as strong as the old guys like the bad old man.

Song Xingxue took out a book from the bookshelf and put it on the reading table beside him.

After turning on the reading light on the table, he said slowly: "During this time, I have had a hard time. My master was sent to the Eighteen Hells, and I went in to see him."

Speaking of this, Song Xingxue's face was expressionless, and he even felt a little unclear, which made Ding Xiaoyi think that he seemed to be smiling, and the smile was very strange.

I just heard him continue: "I was also in a bad mood. When I came here by chance, I wanted to come in and take a look, and then calm down for a while. In fact, it was okay at first, but until I accidentally saw this book!"

He pointed to the yellowed book on the table, and he took a look at the title of the book called Conferred God War.

"A long time ago, I couldn't understand a question, why my master accepted me as an apprentice."

Song Xingxue frowned and said: "I remember that year, I practiced in the Tong family's dark fort. It was a cruel method of cultivation. Five murderers chased and killed me in a small forest. I was killed by one of them. pierced the belly"

It was a very unfriendly experience. When I think about it until now, Song Xingxue still feels a dull pain in his abdomen. He was too weak at that time, and he could only watch him step by step into the abyss.

That is, when his consciousness was about to dissipate, a big hand was placed on his shoulder, and the warm palm seemed to give him a new source of strength, pushing him out of the abyss.

After I woke up, I realized that there was another person beside me, and this person was the Emperor Zongzi, who was also his master.

Song Xingxue spoke very slowly, but Dan Ding Xiaoyi sat quietly and listened, being a qualified listener.

"Master is very kind to me, but I have never understood why he accepted me as a disciple. In fact, at first I suspected that he was doing it for money. I couldn't figure it out, and Master never explained it."

He pointed to the book in front of him: "This book is also very interesting, there is a big story written in it, it is very delicious, I was fascinated by it.

But looking at it, I couldn't stop shaking. "

The so-called Great War of the Conferred Gods is a story of the Conferred Gods where the world changes and the universe is turned upside down.

Among them, everyone agreed that all disciples under the sect may be robbed.

But the old guy who explains education is more thieves. He has only twelve disciples, and he feels distressed if he loses one.

So he thought of a crooked idea, let the twelve disciples, and recruit another disciple to respond to the robbery for them.

Speaking of this, Song Xingxue's face was particularly ugly.

Looking at him with cold eyes: "Do you think this paragraph is very familiar?"

"familiar?"

Ding Xiaoyi scratched his head, not feeling that there was anything familiar about it.

"Think about it, our karma has been intercepted by someone. According to that old lady Baitang, we seem to be on some list. As far as I know, you and I are not alone. There are people who can travel between the underworld and the world." Sunshine."

As he spoke, he pointed to the sky outside again, his expression a little crazy and he said:

"Those foreign lands, the underworld collapsed, and everyone is hiding it from us. In fact, this world is about to end a long time ago. Someone needs to restore order, but someone will inevitably pay the price for the establishment of order."

Speaking of this, Song Xingxue's voice stopped abruptly, and he stared blankly at the sky outside, with a flash of brilliance in his blurred eyes.

It seems that he is recalling some information occasionally revealed by his master.

At this time, he suddenly shouted: "Yes, it must be so. We are the chosen successors. It is definitely not that simple to restart the continuity. There must be a big price behind it, and we are the price!"

Seeing the almost crazy Song Xingxue, Ding Xiaoyi was speechless for a while, wondering if this guy was hit too hard because of his master's affairs, and he was a little dazed for a while.

But just when he wanted to appease Song Xingxue, Bai Yusheng's words suddenly flashed in his mind, "Be careful of the people around you!"

There was a sudden thump in my heart, and the expression on my face suddenly became weird, as if it was not the first time I had received such a reminder.

Bai Tang seemed to have said something similar.

Reminiscent of the recent events, the attitude of the emperor towards himself, and the so-called list

After connecting all these questions together, his pupils shrank suddenly, as if there was a bottomless abyss in front of him, attacking him like a black hole.

In just a short moment, Ding Xiaoyi was startled awake, but a layer of cold sweat was already seeping out from behind.

He shook his head hard, throwing out all the random guesses in his mind: "Don't scare yourself, most of the time you are scaring yourself."

"Hmph, I knew you wouldn't believe it, and I don't have conclusive evidence, but I can tell you one thing, do you know what I saw in the obsessive hell?"

Song Xingxue's sinister cheek was almost pressed against his face, and there was a breathtaking chill in his bloodshot eyes.

"I saw the shadow of my master. Maybe you won't believe it. My master's true face is actually a demon king with a blue face and fangs. I still can't forget the way that shadow looked at me. It was like killing me alive. Like tearing it apart."

Thinking of that scene, Song Xingxue's arms were trembling.

"I still say that, you think too much!"

Ding Xiaoyi stood up, threw the book on the table back to the bookshelf, and then walked out, saying as he walked: "I think you just like to think about it, go back and have a good sleep, if that day really comes, we If you want to hide, you may not be able to hide."

As he spoke, ignoring Song Xingxue's devouring eyes, he walked out of the library, tore apart the void, and his figure disappeared in the sixth district until he fled far away.

He just stopped and sat down on the ground, his heart was in a mess.

Opening his palm, he saw that the book he put on the shelf was still in his hand.

Looking at the four words "Conferred God War" written on it, a look of worry could not help but appear between his brows.

He didn't know whether Song Xingxue's words were right or wrong.

Maybe partly right, maybe partly wrong.

But in short, he didn't believe the so-called truth that Song Xingxue said.

At this time, he took out his mobile phone and saw that he was already in the group.

It's a message from Pangpang: Xiao Yi, come back quickly, the guests are coming soon, if you don't come back, who will pick up the door post!

Seeing the news, Ding Xiaoyi felt relieved, if they can't even trust Pangpang, who else in this world can they trust?

Thinking of this, he let go of all the wild thoughts in his mind.Throwing away the book in his hand, he took out the black iron key and went straight back to Huangquan.

And not long after he left, a gust of breeze swept, and the books on the ground were flipping rapidly under the caress of the breeze, and the contents of the illustrations inside were flipping, as if they were moving by themselves.

The scenes of killing finally stopped on the illustration on the last page, the gods returned to their place, and the three realms were re-divided.

Chapter 821: Feast for guests and friends

Outside Chai Mu's new residence, luxury cars stopped steadily one after another.

Ding Xiaoyi and Liao Qiu moved tables and chairs and stood in front of the door as welcome boys.

"The Great King Yan Luo from the Ten Palaces has arrived!!"

Ding Xiaoyi took the door invitation, while Liao Qiu yelled at the door at the side, signaling Shuang'er to come and receive him quickly.

Even Ge Erdan, an idiot, was called by Liao Qiu to help him at this moment.

The big head's side was even more lively. Those big figures who came on their mounts, as soon as they landed, the mounts went straight to the big head's manor.

"Welcome, happy, gift" ヾゞ

There are many mythical beasts among them that the big head doesn't recognize, but for the hospitable big head, it doesn't matter at all, and he will soon be able to get along with these big bosses.

From time to time, he took out the second-generation ghost mobile phone newly developed by Liao Qiu and gave it away as a gift.