For thousands of years, he became invincible.
Putting this to another person, no matter who that person was, Di Ting would only laugh at him for overestimating his abilities, but facing this young swordsman in front of him whose sword intent was so pure that it was outrageous.
He actually subconsciously believed that this matter was not worth mentioning at all.
It's an inexplicable trust.
a long time.
Di Tingchang exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then compromised: "From killing mortals to transforming into gods, I can't help you, but I can help you take that half step."
Chen Yi's pupils narrowed slightly.
Half a step, he is a substitute.
Don't underestimate this half-step. He is sitting in the Xuanfei Realm, planning the entire era of desire and pleasure to recast his transformation into Zizai Tian, and the pseudo-god he finally achieved is not as good as a candidate.
It has nothing to do with combat power.
But before you can become a god, you must first advance to the alternate seat. This is a ticket, a stepping stone to becoming a god. If you don't join the waiting list, you won't be able to peek into the realm of divine transformation in your life.
Chen Yi's ambition is naturally far beyond what a mere fake god can satisfy. What's fake will always be fake. He's not incompetent, not to mention Bai Hu'er's face won't allow it.
"Please give me some advice."
"Golden Lotus Body!"
Di Ting described: "There is a method in the hands of a poor monk, which uses boundless merit to shape a golden lotus body, flawless and unsullied, extremely strong and yang, and indestructible. This is half a step."
"If we take another half step forward."
"It is to unite with the Emperor Tian or Hou Tu, preach to the world, and transform the incense into gods."
Chen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, and then seemed to think of something. He glanced meaningfully at Di Ting and asked, knowingly: "Then where can I get this merit?"
"Your Excellency knows better than me."
Di Ting looked as usual and said calmly: "Is there anyone in the world who has more profound merit than that golden cicada? If you kill her, you can easily become a golden lotus body."
Chen Yi shook his head and said softly:
"She...can't."
"This isn't like you."
"You understand me very well?"
"I don't dare, but with all due respect."
Di Ting tried to brainwash Chen Yi: "Those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters. You are a tyrant, not a hero. I can feel this from your sword intention."
He wanted Chen Yi to kill Yu Lian.
If Chen Yi really does this, it will be of great benefit to him, such as golden cicada meat.
The lingering lotus that protects the road does not mean that he has given up his desire for immortality. Even the Buddha was tempted by the temptation of immortality, but he had to restrain himself due to Chen Yi's power.
"Are you reluctant? Or do you want fame? I can do it for you."
Chen Yi stared at Di Listen, gradually stopped smiling, and said seriously:
"Yu Lian calls me master, I am just such a disciple."
He doesn't blink an eye when it comes to killing people and seizing treasures, but he has his own bottom line. Yu Lian, since this girl has performed the apprenticeship ceremony and kowtowed, then he has the obligation to protect her.
This is called human nature.
You can't ask for immortality and lose your popularity.
Di Ting looked at each other for a long time, then sighed helplessly: "Okay, okay, then there is only one way left...the ghost emperor candidate from Luofeng Mountain."
"Um?"
Chen Yi was surprised: "He is a ghost king, and he also has merits and virtues?"
"Who stipulates that ghost kings cannot have meritorious deeds?"
Listen carefully and ask questions.
"Merits are bestowed by heaven and earth. Heaven and earth are the most just. They will not hate you because of how many people you have killed, nor will they like you because of how many people you have saved."
"There is no difference between a person, a dog, and an ant in its eyes. What it cares about is how much you have contributed to this world, and that's all."
"Moreover."
"There are many kinds of ghosts, and the evil ghosts in the eighteenth level of hell are just one of them."
"In fact, those ghosts who have truly attained the Tao are the least willing to get blood on their hands. They respect cause and effect more than others, just like the ancients on Luofeng Mountain."
"You spend most of your time in your own cave to clean up, or you are busy planning and making plans. You may not go back to the mountain for thousands of years. Who has the time to go on a killing spree?"
"Unless there is someone who is really careless and looking for trouble, he is the one who brought it upon himself."
Chen Yi suddenly realized: "I see, I have been taught... By the way, what are the merits of the ghost emperor candidate in Luofeng Mountain? Tell me."
Listen and remember for a moment.
"I don't remember how long ago, he got a treasure by chance, called the Buzhou Merit Umbrella. It was with the help of this treasure that he took that half-step."
Chen Yi nodded and thought:
"He also has a lotus body?"
"no the same."
Listen carefully and patiently explain:
"The poor monk is a Buddhist cultivator, so he has a lotus body of Buddhism. The ghost clan has its own secrets, and so does the demon clan. They are secrets that are not passed down by all forces."
Chen Yi secretly complained: No wonder I have never heard of any casual cultivator being promoted to a candidate for becoming a god. All the methods of love have been monopolized by these ancient powerful men, making one family the only one.
Sudden.
He raised his head and looked at Di Ting with a half-smile:
"Test me?"
Stealing the magic weapon of this ghost king candidate will inevitably awaken the group of ancient beings sleeping in the deepest part of Luofeng Mountain. By then, if what he said before is untrue, he will undoubtedly die.
"Your Excellency, are you afraid?"
Di Ting looked calm and looked at Chen Yi generously.
Don’t give up!
He knew that Chen Yi had a backer, but he didn't believe that Chen Yi's backer was that high, higher than the mountain behind him. Without any malicious intent, he just wanted to observe Chen Yi's reaction.
