Chapter five hundred and ninety-eight: Slaying the God Platform
In Chaimu's new residence, Ding Peng stuffed an apple into his brother Xuanrui's mouth.
I don’t know if the food here is so good, but this little guy has grown up twice in a year.
The snake head on the tip of its tail has now opened its eyelids and is watching curiously as his uncle kneads all kinds of messy things into a ball and kneads them into all kinds of weird things.
I saw all kinds of strange rules and powers being kneaded at Ding Xiaoyi's fingertips. Now the things he creates are no longer just imitations, but have a unique charm.
The difference between the two is just like an imitation and an officially authorized version.
Even if the appearance looks exactly the same, the price difference is so huge that it cannot be measured rationally.
Just like the wordless tablet he used to imitate Yu Niang, its power was far inferior to the original version, but now the wordless tablet he created is not only larger than before, but is even almost the same in power.
If Hun Tianling's pasting and copying method is added... thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi started to giggle on his face, thinking that his chance to revive Hugang was coming.
"Dad, I advise you to get rid of the dangerous thoughts in your mind. My mother has a bad temper recently."
As if he could see what his father was thinking, Ding Peng felt ashamed and spoke to advise.
Ding Xiaoyi was startled when he heard this, and looked at Ding Peng with fiery eyes, almost forgetting about this little hero.
"Son, how about I build you a set of Iron Man MK800? The Stygian Iron Essence from last time is enough!"
He had already begun to sketch out a brand new picture in his mind.
I thought to myself that any boy would design a cool suit of armor for himself. How could he let his son fail to achieve his wish that he had not been able to realize when he was a child?
Besides, with my current ability, I can design a set of top-notch equipment for my son.
Unexpectedly, although Ding Peng was young, he was incredibly mature. Hearing this, he quickly waved his hand to stop him.
"No, I don't want that thing."
Ding Peng shook his head like a rattle and said: "I don't want to have to shout not to fight when I'm fighting. I'll put on my equipment first. If I were the enemy, don't tell me you're wearing equipment. I'll still beat you even if you want to shit."
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"Hey, you little brat, you dare to tease even your father!"
Ding Xiaoyi glared, and stretched out his hand to let this kid understand what it means to be a man of heaven and earth.
"etc!"
Ding Peng saw this and shouted quickly: "Dad, why don't you help me create a space storage box."
"Space storage box!"
He was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, he realized that it was good. As a child is so old, he always has to carry a lot of things with him.
I have psychic space and meat balls, so I can't use these things, but Ding Peng and the others don't.
"Okay, this thing is simple!"
He took out the Qiankun Instrument Panel, threw in some materials, and after a simple enchantment, he made several small boxes.
The box may not seem big, but the space inside is surprisingly large. Not to mention it is more than enough for Ding Peng's child, and even loading the next army is effortless.
This thing is so simple to make. It only requires the power of space to easily enchant it, and the cost is negligible.
Ding Xiaoyi was in a good mood and made several of them at once.
Can't help but Ding Peng, Chen Lao, Shuang'er, and even Xuan Rui also had a share.
Don't forget to prepare a copy for Big Head, Hongmao, Atun, and even Fairjord and let Ding Peng send it to them.
At this time, his ears moved and he suddenly heard the sound of a carriage outside the door. When he walked out of the door, he saw that a carriage was stopping outside the courtyard gate.
I saw the car curtain opened, and it was old man Guisong who came here in person.
"Oh, why did the wind bring you here? Please come inside."
Ding Xiaoyi stepped forward to greet him and said, after all, he is the celebrity in front of the emperor, even the bad old man and the others can't compare, so of course he must obediently step forward to greet him.
After Old Man Guisong looked him up and down, he nodded and congratulated: "I didn't expect you to break through so quickly, congratulations."
"Don't dare, don't dare, you are always joking, my ability is not as good as one of your fingers."
This is not a lie, even the god level is nothing in front of this old man. In terms of strength, the people in the entire Youtu who can defeat the old man Guisong are probably only a few people in the distance.
After the two were polite to each other, Old Man Guisong cleared his voice, suppressed the smile on his face and said: "The man who ascended the coffin will receive the order!"
"Um??"
Ding Xiaoyi suddenly wanted to accept the order for a while, and saw old man Guisong taking out a gold scroll from his sleeve.
As soon as the golden scroll came out, Ding Xiaoyi found that his body knelt down uncontrollably.
It's like an outsider is in his new home of firewood, without any control at all.
"According to the order of Emperor Dongyue Tianqi Rensheng, Ding Xiaoyi has paid an audience at Taiyue Palace in Youshan Mountain. I express my gratitude here!"
Just one sentence, nothing else.
But Ding Xiaoyi involuntarily raised his hands high and shouted: "I accept the order."
"This is authority!"
Ding Xiaoyi took the piece of golden paper and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He has always been able to order others at will in his own one-third of an acre of land.
Now I have tried what it feels like to be ordered by others, and it turns out that power is the most exciting thing in this world.
He even suspected, no, not doubted, but definitely said that if this golden scroll told him to commit suicide immediately, he might do it without hesitation.
"Song Lao, if the emperor calls me to go, I will just go. Why do you need to issue such a big edict?"
Ding Xiaoyi put away the golden scroll with a naive smile, and at the same time tentatively asked Old Man Guisong.
"You'll know when you go there."
Unfortunately, old man Guisong didn't take the bait, but reminded him: "Remember to wear Shangguan uniform, this is a formal summons, and you have to go to Taiyue Hall for questioning."
Hearing what Old Guisong said, Ding Xiaoyi had a bad feeling in his heart, wondering if Zhong Kui had accused him of something wrong again.
But when I think about it, I feel that I shouldn't. He has performed pretty well during this period, especially the performance of the Hundred Thousand Evil Ghosts last time. Now that Zhong Kui sees that even if he doesn't give him a good look, he is not as resistant as before.
While he promised Old Man Guisong to go back to his room to change clothes, he picked up his cell phone and asked in the group.
In the end, only the bad old man replied to himself: [The decree has been issued, you have to go even if you don’t want to go, be careful and put your temper aside, this is official, follow the rules, remember to bring more candies. 】
[Candy??] Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but feel strange, but after thinking about it, he realized that it should refer to the relative of the emperor last time.
Thinking of this, he hurriedly asked Mr. Chen to prepare some candies and snacks. Fortunately, these things were Meatball's favorites, and Mr. Chen never lacked them.
After changing into the so-called official uniform, Ding Xiaoyi followed the old man Guisong into the carriage and headed straight to Youshan with the golden word "Longevity" on his back.
It sounds strange.
Now the entire Huangquan is covered in ice, and it's extremely cold in my home. It's said that the temperature will rise, but basically I don't feel anything.
Instead, as the carriage passed through the hinterland of Netherland, Ding Xiaoyi found that the temperature here was much higher than that of his home. What was even more strange was that the originally lifeless Netherland actually began to show signs of life.
Dots of bright red flowers actually appeared on the ground, blooming in patches, like a red sea.
"These other shore flowers have been around for a long time, and then they all died out, only to bloom again now."
Seeing Ding Xiaoyi looking at him in a daze, old man Guisong rarely spoke.
"Flowers of the other shore, if they existed before, why did they all disappear again?"
He asked curiously.
"It's just a flower. When it dies, it dies. When it blooms, it blooms. Why do you ask so many questions? Life and death are the most impermanent. Everything has its own laws."
After the old man Guisong said that, he simply closed his eyes and did not intend to continue chatting with him.
Seeing this, he could only shut his mouth knowingly.
When the carriage stopped on Youshan Mountain, Ding Xiaoyi got out of the carriage and straightened his clothes first.
He didn't forget Old Man Zao's instructions. When he was formally summoned, he had to behave himself.
When I walked to the door, I saw Huo Dou standing in front of the door holding a spear.
The Nine-Dragon Sword he had given to him was still tied around his waist. The two of them exchanged glances, which was regarded as greetings.
Following the instructions of Old Man Guisong, Ding Xiaoyi walked straight towards the main hall.
As soon as he walked to the door, he was blocked by two bronze ghosts: "Who is entering the palace?"
These two little ghosts are two bronze stone statues. The left one has very big eyes, which are as bright as two lamps. The right little ghost has normal eyes, but the ears are very big, and the wide earlobes hang down on the shoulders.
"I came here under the emperor's order. This is an order issued by the emperor himself."
Ding Xiaoyi took out the edict and handed it to the two brats, thinking that they would definitely let him go after reading it. Unexpectedly, after reading it, the two guys pointed to the stone pier aside: "Wait!"
"Er..."
Ding Xiaoyi's mouth twitched, feeling that he would have to sit on the bench here for a while.
If it were anyone else, he would have rolled up his sleeves and left long ago, but this was the emperor's forbidden palace, so he came anyway under orders, and could only sit on the stone and wait obediently.
After waiting for a full hour, and when my buttocks were getting cold from sitting down, I heard a voice of inquiry coming from the hall: "The general in the coffin has been announced!"
Ding Xiaoyi's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he hurriedly walked into the hall with his head lowered.
As soon as he stepped into the hall, Ding Xiaoyi was stunned for a moment.
I saw a huge palace, the dome was covered with auspicious clouds, and the hall was majestic and huge, just like a Tianque Shrine with no edge visible.
The most surprising thing was that after he came in, he seemed to have shrunk. He raised his head and looked at the emperor sitting on the dragon throne.
At this moment, the emperor is like a giant holding the sky, wearing a black dragon robe, holding a handful of Ruyi in his hand, wearing a purple gold beaded crown, shrouded in countless red lights, sacred and inviolable.
"Greetings to the great emperor, I wish him long blessings, good health, and long life."
He raised his hands in front of his head and knelt down to the great emperor in front of him.
"Ding Xiaoyi, let me ask you, for how many years you have been in office, how many evil ghosts can you capture?"
Hearing what the emperor said, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly felt a lot of pressure. He could only bite the bullet and said: "Report to the emperor, I have been in the humble position for four years and eight months, and I can capture the evil ghosts...well...there are probably one hundred thousand."
I couldn't help but feel ashamed in my heart. The number of one hundred thousand sounded like a lot at first, but compared to the number of tens of thousands of ghosts in the Eighteen Hells, it was simply insignificant.
"Hmm."
The emperor sneered: "It took you four years to catch a hundred thousand animals. Six years is not much left. I think you may have a hard time completing the task."
I suddenly calmed down and my heart skipped a beat, and the bad premonition became stronger and stronger.
Just when he thought that the emperor was going to use this to make trouble, he saw a bronze kid in front of him walking up to him, holding a black paper booklet in his hand.
"Open it and take a look!" The Emperor gestured to him to open the paper book, and it turned out to be a drawing inside.
The design of the drawing is not complicated. At first glance, it looks like an observation tower. There are two huge stone pillars standing at both ends of the platform. Mysterious ancient characters are carved on the stone pillars.
"Ding Xiaoyi, the ten-year period is almost halfway over. It's very difficult for you to catch all the evil ghosts. But I have a way to complete the task as soon as possible."
The emperor squinted his eyes and said with a smile.
At this time, Ding Xiaoyi also flipped through the whole page of the booklet and found that the following pages were filled with all kinds of weird runes.
It wasn't until the end that I saw three words written on the back of the booklet; [Slaying God Platform]
"This is……"
Ding Xiaoyi looked at the emperor standing in front of him with a blank expression.
But the emperor had no intention of explaining to him. He just said with a cold face: "Ding Xiaoyi, you have been ineffective for many years in office. You have contradicted your superiors and bribed your subordinates. Because you are young and ignorant, I will give you a chance to make up for your mistakes."
After saying that, I heard the little bronze ghost holding another volume of decrees read out: "According to the order of Dongyue Tianqi Rensheng, Ding Xiaoyi is ordered to build a God-killing platform in Yangshi to kill the old gods, evil gods, false gods, and evil gods.
Kill all the gods, please do this!"
"My orders!"
Ding Xiaoyi didn't even turn his head, and he took over the decree in a daze under the authority of the emperor.
After a moment, he raised his head and looked at the emperor with a blank expression.
Do you want to kill God yourself??
But I haven't even reached the god level yet, so if I want to arrogantly kill god-level masters in public, maybe they will join forces with me, and if I fail to kill the god, won't I be finished first?
"Back off!"
The emperor waved his hand, and immediately he walked out of the hall without even farting. He didn't come back to his senses until he left the hall.
Why did the Emperor want to summon him seriously today? His feelings simply gave him no room to refuse.
Looking back at the main hall, Ding Xiaoyi cursed in his heart, but he was helpless. Isn't this a trap for himself?
Could it be that the emperor saw that his life was too comfortable and deliberately found things for himself to make it more difficult?
Just when he was holding the book and preparing to leave the Emperor's Forbidden Palace with a frown on his face.
I heard someone shouting: "Ding Xiaoyi!"
He looked back, but saw no sound. It was only after the second shout that he saw the head of a sneaky little man in the corner.
Ding Xiaoyi took a closer look and couldn't help but be surprised: "It's you!"