Di Xin looked at the white steps rising to the sky in front of him, and then looked at Hua Ling.
Hua Ling made an inviting gesture towards him: "This is the ladder that only belongs to you, Di Xin."
Su Daji stared at the steps that reached the sky. She wanted to go up and try but found that she couldn't reach them. She didn't know whether it was because she was dead or it didn't belong to her.
Su Daji looked at Hua Ling angrily: "This is unfair, why can he become a god? Why?"
"Becoming a god depends on fate, and... you have died once a long time ago." Hua Ling sent Di Xin up the ladder to heaven, and Di Xin disappeared the moment he stepped onto the ladder.
Hua Ling looked at Su Daji. At this moment, a white mist gathered behind Su Daji and turned into a human form.
Su Daji was puzzled: "Died once? What do you mean?"
"Look behind you."
Su Daji turned around and saw a man with fox ears and nine tails. The man had orange hair and black tufts on the tips of his ears.
The man raised his eyes and looked at Hua Ling: "Long time no see."
"It seems... that the memory of the mythical beast can be restored easily?" Hua Ling raised an eyebrow and looked at the male fox.
He is Lu Yu's descendant. He has no name or surname, only the Nine Tails.
Jiuwei smiled slightly: "It's been so long, I will remember everything I can think of."
"Really?" Hua Ling looked at the helpless Su Daji playfully, "Daji, aren't you curious how you died once? Do you still remember being attacked by a fox in the woods when you were a child?"
"I don't really remember...I heard from Master that I was in a coma for a long time."
"I have understood it. In fact, you were saved by Kyuubi when you fell from a height and were dying. He felt that you would not survive, so he possessed you." Hua Ling pointed at Kyuubi and looked at Su Daji. It seemed that
The things in the storybook are indeed half true and half false.
But how did the authors come to terms with such nonsense of "truth"? Could it be that there was some divine help?
Hua Ling and Jiuwei watched Su Daji being taken away by the messenger from the underworld and waved goodbye.
After Jiuwei returned to the jungle, he turned around and glanced at Hua Ling before leaving. He saw a crow landing on Hua Ling's shoulder and realized something. He smiled and said, "Hua Ling, there were actually a lot of people there that night before you left."
They didn't even sleep. They didn't hear the flute in their sleep, they heard it while they were awake."
"So?" Hua Ling doesn't want to know this kind of thing. What does Kyuubi want to express?
"Lu Yu once said that you have no feelings. She always wants to say sorry again. Do you accept it?"
"There is no need to apologize, so I don't have to say whether I accept it or not."
Kyuubi smiled helplessly: "It seems that you don't accept it, but it doesn't matter, they are long gone."
Kyuubi walked into the depths of the jungle and disappeared, as if turning into a breeze.
The breeze floated on Hua Ling's body, the hem of her clothes floated up, and her silver hair danced like catkins.
The memory that Hua Ling least wanted to think of was brought back by Jiuwei's words, just because of that sentence "no feelings". When did Lu Yu say that to him? It was when Hua Mu died, and he gradually abandoned his feelings for his family.
when.
Lu Ya stood on Hua Ling's shoulder. When he looked at Hua Ling, his face was stuck to a few strands of hair. Lu Ya used his beak to help Hua Ling tidy up her hair, but suddenly he felt a drop of warm water flowing.
Lu Ya raised his head in confusion: "Wushuang..."
"I'm fine, let's go."
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After Di Xin climbed up the ladder, he was at a loss when he was faced with the burning building that suddenly disappeared without a trace. He heard an ethereal voice again: "Just come up."
"Is it... a god?" Di Xin took a few steps up and faced the almost endless ladder to heaven. Di Xin looked scared.
But there was no way back down, so he could only continue walking up. Di Xin didn't know how long he had walked, and he had no accurate sense of time and calculations. The more he walked, the more tired he felt, and the more he walked, the less confident he became.
Until he finally saw the junction between the ladder and the clouds, there were not many clouds that day. The clouds visible to the naked eye passed through the ladder, giving Di Xin a clear goal.
After reaching his goal and passing through the intersection of the ladder and the clouds, he suddenly heard subtle music and conversations.
The ladder at your feet suddenly became spacious, allowing at least three people to walk side by side.
"Why is there someone here?" A young man's voice came from behind Di Xin.
Di Xin looked back and saw a young man with dragon horns and another young man with a single braid. The young man with a single braid also held a wooden box in his hand. The music seemed to be coming from the wooden box.
"Uncle, who are you?" the single-braided boy asked as he covered the wooden box.
Di Xin looked at the two teenagers in confusion: "Di Xin...are you again?"
"Di Xin? Are you the king?" The boy with dragon horns stood diagonally in front of the single-braided boy, protecting the single-braided boy behind him, "Why are you on the ladder to heaven too?"
"Ao Bing, aren't you asking nonsense? Doesn't it mean that he is on the ladder to become a god?" The single-braided boy looked at Di Xin in confusion, "But Master said that it is difficult for humans who have not practiced cultivation.
Find your own ladder... You must be helped by the gods, right?"
Di Xin recalled it and nodded: "It's a god named Hua."
"Hua..." The teenagers looked at each other, then immediately shouted in surprise with wide eyes, "Hua Wushuang God?!"
The single-braided boy was puzzled: "Why would he help you? You are an emperor..."
"Nezha, maybe it's not what we imagined." Ao Bing greeted Nezha and waved to Di Xin, "Go up first. If you have any questions, just ask the master and the masters."
"Yeah." Nezha nodded, and Di Xin continued walking up.
The three of them walked to heaven together, and no one greeted them. Only three goddesses came to greet them.
The goddesses led the three people to the flower bed in heaven, where several gods were already sitting: Emperor of Heaven, Yuanshi Tianzun, Bo Xun and Nuwa.
Di Xin blurted out: "What a big battle."
Ao Bing and Nezha bowed to Yuanshi Tianzun: "Master, please bow to me, my disciple."
Yuanshi Tianzun waved his hand: "No gift. Do you two know why the ladder will give you two the opportunity to climb up together?"
Nezha and Ao Bing looked at each other, confused.
"It was Wushuang's suggestion. He said that no matter whether Ao Bing finds the ladder or Nezha finds it first, neither one of you two should feel that he has been left behind." Yuanshi Tianzun chuckled, "In other words,
, all three of you should thank the Incomparable God."
Di Xin asked: "Why did the ladder suddenly appear in my palace?"
The Emperor of Heaven answered: "The appearance of the Ladder to Heaven is sudden everywhere. At a certain time, it can only be seen by gods, spirits and a person or demon who is about to become a god. Therefore, the appearance of the Ladder to Heaven is inevitable, but if Wushuang does not appear in
In your palace, I am afraid that you would have been thrown into the sea of fire long ago and would not have seen the moment when the ladder to heaven appears."
Di Xin nodded in understanding. This chapter has been completed!