"Brother Xie Tian, today is the anniversary of my father's death …"
As he listened to Shen Ji ramble on about the past, God suddenly felt an urge to do something.
After noon, the god took the initiative to find Shen Ji.
"Can you tell me about Xie Tian?"
"Sure." Shen Ji wrinkled her nose happily. Her eyes were full of pride as she pouted. "Bam bam bam bam bam!"
Xie Tian's story began with the black armor bam bam bam.
At this time, in Wanzhou's new Tianqi, Red Shirt and the others were frowning.
The biggest problem the Jin Dynasty of Jiuzhou was facing now was the ascension of the entire realm.
Everyone gathered in the small courtyard to discuss this matter.
However, it was disrupted by the sudden appearance of the god.
Before they could settle this issue, something went wrong during the worship of the late emperor.
As the Jin Dynasty of Jiuzhou grew stronger and stronger, coupled with the ambiguous relationship with the Kongming Mystic Realm, the anniversary of Shen Shao's death became a social platform that all the Heavenly Prides of the Upper Realm could not ignore.
Worshiping the entire realm was already exaggerated enough.
But now, there were signs that all three thousand realms were worshiping him.
Simple worship was a good thing, but unfortunately, everyone's thoughts were not so simple.
"Didn't they say that people from the Upper Realm have to pay a high price to descend?" Zhang Shang said with a headache. "Why are they descending like dumplings?"
Bai Zhi smiled bitterly. "They're all here for Her Majesty."
"Isn't that so?" Xiao Shu's legs trembled on the table. "Her Majesty is beautiful, powerful, and a member of the divine clan. Only that bastard Xie Tian doesn't take her seriously. Everyone else is scrambling for her."
Zhang Shang snorted. "It's fine if it's men, but there are also women. It's fine if it's humans, but wild beasts are also involved. Just thinking about it makes me angry!"
"This shows how charming Her Majesty is. She can kill both humans and beasts." Xiao Shu sighed.
Red Shirt frowned and looked at the Jin Dynasty minister.
"Have you heard anything about Xie Tian?"
"Almost none." The minister smiles bitterly, "Every one of them is very secretive. There are a few who rarely speak, but they say that Xie Tian is dead."
"Ha!" The small tree was amused. "If that bastard can really die, I'll change my title to Joker King!"
With Xie Jun around, no one would believe that Xie Tian was dead.
"Alright, stop making sarcastic remarks." Red Specter knocked on the table and said in a low voice, "The current situation is worrisome. In the past, it was only the Xuanluo Immortal Kingdom. Now, not only are there wild beasts from the Nirvana Immortal Realm, but there's also a fellow who calls himself the Son of God who descended to the Lower Realm!"
Bai Zhi frowned and said, "Didn't Miao Lao say that there is no intermarriage within the Shen family?"
"That was three thousand years ago." Zhang Shang shook his head and sneered. "It seems that the God-like family is getting more and more shameless."
"None of this is important." Red Specter said coldly, "There are two key points. One is to get rid of them, and the other is to figure out why they have been so eager recently."
A few years ago, when the Heavenly Talents from the Three Thousand Realms and the Upper Realm came down to the Mortal World to pursue Shen Ji, it was just a lukewarm pace. But this time, it was like adding oil to the fire.
Therefore, everyone knew that it might be difficult to get rid of these Heavenly Talents this time.
"What's the situation with His Majesty these days?" Bai Zhi suddenly asked.
Zhang Shang sighed and said, "Nothing much."
"It seems that the God really doesn't have any ulterior motives," Bai Zhi pondered and said, "Why don't we borrow his power …"
"No." Red Specter shook her head decisively. "Xie Tian once said that we can't borrow the power of the God-like family."
The small tree laughed at himself and said, "Even if we want to borrow it, he is one of the Three Heavenly Talents of the Three Realms. Do you think others will care about us?"
"We can only rely on ourselves," Zhang Shang said coldly. "We will deal with it when it comes!"
At this moment, Divine Prince Kong Ming, Shen Huan, appeared before them with the decree of the Three Thousand Realms' four Paragons.
"A fair and graceful lady is the ideal wife of a gentleman!" Shen Huan said lightly, "Today, with the favor of the Divine Emperor Realm Lord and the Heavenly Talents of the Myriad Realms, by the decree of Immortal Xuan Luo, we will hold a Dao Sparring Contest for a Spouse. The winner will marry the Divine Emperor Realm Lord!"
Red Specter almost exploded in anger at such a domineering decree!
"The Xuanluo Immortal Kingdom has no right to interfere with the Jin dynasty!"
Shen Huan sneered and said, "It may seem so to outsiders, but you know very well that the God-like family of the Kingdom of the Nine States is nothing but a sinner expelled from the Divine Palace of the Void. To be honest, they are not the God-like family at all. What, do you want me to announce it for you personally?"
Everyone's expression changed.
Over the past decade or so, the reason why the Nine States Divine Dynasty was able to thrive so well had a lot to do with this kind of ambiguous relationship.
Once this relationship disappeared, the Three Thousand Realms that belonged to the Xuanluo Immortal Kingdom would very likely attack them together.
"The Dao discussion for the betrothal begins tomorrow." Shen Huan turned and left after saying this. "Prepare well, don't neglect the guests from all over, hahahaha!"
After Shen Huan left, Shen Ji also left the backyard and went to sleep with a satisfied yawn.
God sat alone under the starry sky, lost in thought.
After listening to Xie Tian's story, he realized that his life was too bleak.
"Not only do I lack the experience of life and death, but I also lack the experience of life and death …
"You ran around for the sinners of the God-like family, walked out of a mountain of corpses, and stepped into a sea of blood. What have I done in my life …"
There was nothing.
It was just cultivation.
Cultivation for the sake of cultivation.
Cultivation for the sake of becoming the best.
The only time he experienced life was to find the legendary Mortal Transformation.
God was a little disappointed.
He suddenly felt that he had lived all these years in vain.
Crack, crack, crack …
Amidst the sound of the knife being sharpened, the god sank into contemplation about life.
Time flew by while he was thinking. The sky was bright.
He threw away the broken knife and went into the kitchen.
Not long after, he came out with a bowl of steaming noodles.
Seeing Shen Ji burp adorably, God felt a trace of satisfaction in his heart.
But he was still not satisfied.
"Is there anything you can't do?"
Shen Ji paused for a moment, then said naively, "I do."
God smiled and said, "I can help you."
"That's great," Shen Ji pointed to the sky and said with a smile, "can you move the Kingdom of the Nine States to the sky?"
God looked up at the sky, turned around, and left.
"Hey, hey …"
Dinner was very sumptuous.
Because Hong Yi and the others came again.
But everyone was a little confused.
Why was there a hint of awkwardness in this table of sumptuous food?
At this time, in the backyard, God was still looking up at the sky.
"Ascension …"
Ascension was the last hope given to the Divine Halberd bloodline by the Kongming Temple.
As long as the Kingdom of the Nine States could ascend to the Kongming Immortal Realm, the Divine Halberd bloodline could return to the arms of the Divine family.
But he couldn't do it.
Because under the rejection of the Will of the Heavenly Dao of the two realms, this was not hope at all, but complete despair.
"Xie Tian, do you know this …"
Thinking of Shen Ji's slightly surprised expression in the morning, God was a little embarrassed and laughed at himself.
"Maybe I can only do it when I reach the Perfected Stage …"
When he came back to his senses, most of the people in the front yard had left. God didn't hear what they were talking about, but he didn't care. He picked up the bowls, cleaned the table, and went to sleep.
When he opened his eyes the next day, Shen Ji was gone.
Looking at the soybean milk in his hand, God chose to drink it himself.
It tasted good.
But it lacked a trace of satisfaction.
God sighed and began to grind the soybean milk again.
However, this time, there were three people looking at him from the void.
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