"I figured out a little, but not much."
Xi said with a serious expression.
"Do you know which city this believer in Tongtian is in?"
Zhou asked, and the human souls fighting in his body stopped fighting. It was obvious that he was waiting for Xi's answer at this moment.
"I know...but what puzzles me is that the hexagram indicates that it is right here."
Xi's dice trembled slightly.
Of course, this is not fear.
He was simply puzzled.
"What do you mean? All of His followers are in H City? How is that possible? This is Jie's jurisdiction. Don't we know what's going on here?"
Shun felt that there was definitely something wrong with Xi's hexagram.
We have been friends for many years.
Shun knew exactly when the women in Jie's jurisdiction liked to take cucumbers out of the drawer to eat.
It was impossible for Deng Ru to steal Jie's followers under Jie's nose.
"My divinations can't be wrong. I'm the master of destiny. Why do you think I could be wrong?"
Xi is very confident.
On the road of destiny, no one understands gambling better than Him, the God of Gamblers.
"Then have you figured out 'His' origins? For example, in which year was the consciousness born, or in which year was it possessed by the consciousness? Can you calculate that?"
Shun did not argue with Xi about the location of Deng Ru's followers.
After all, Xi has always been very confident in his fate.
Xi is not like other fortune tellers or diviners.
Always saying bullshit like everything is a gift from fate.
Xi won’t do that. If Xi doesn’t get the fate he wants, he will keep rolling the dice.
Then choose the destiny line you want and throw yourself there.
He often claims to be the Creator who rolls the dice.
According to His Word, it is.
Only fools are manipulated by fate, while wise men play with fate.
It is enough to show His pride in His fate.
"Hiss... This is even more puzzling. I figured it out, but the hexagram is also outrageous. It says he came from the heavens beyond heaven, and also from this place?"
Xi, who had been calculating hexagrams for so many years, was completely exhausted.
He has never seen this trajectory of fate.
"Could it be that He came from another destiny line?"
Zhou asked.
"That's impossible. There's no trace of destiny on Him. If He were truly a deity from another destiny line, He would definitely possess the aura of destiny, but He doesn't."
"What's more, jumping between destiny lines isn't that simple. You need to have a self on that destiny line. When the god of destiny jumps over, you need to move the self on that destiny line to the one you left."
As a long-term traveler on the line of destiny, Xi has a lot to say on this issue.
".......So you rolled the dice for a long time and nothing came out?"
Tang said with some disgust.
Damn it, how can a jerk like me who can’t figure out anything have the nerve to say that he’s playing with fate?
"Fuck, when I crossed the line of fate to save you, you didn't despise me like this."
Seeing that his expertise was being questioned, Xi became a little angry. He immediately brought up old grudges and conjured up countless dice to throw at Tang.
"That's enough. There are still so many mortals here. Although we don't care about their lives, if you fight, the losses will be great."
Shun took action to stop the two gods.
His eighteen thousand eyes looked towards the place where Deng Ru disappeared, and his thoughts became deeper and deeper.
There are few things that Xi cannot calculate.
Pan, who was besieged and killed by the gods that year, was one of them.
At that time, Pan had almost gathered three thousand gods before he was besieged by the gods.
After Pan's death, nearly three thousand of his gods were killed, injured, or divided up.
And Deng Ru is definitely not Pan.
After all, Xi still figured out some things.
It’s a pity that everything Xi calculated was contradictory.
This is the weirdest part.
Although fate is complicated, how can it be contradictory?
"What a strange god, transforming into a human form and marrying a human wife, adding burden to himself for no reason."
Xi also sighed as he looked in the direction where Deng Ru disappeared.
Deng Ru was the first person who could make His hexagrams contradictory.
He was truly curious.
........
"Mad, it's really uncomfortable to talk to these old guys. You have to be careful with every step."
The first thing Deng Ru said when he returned to his house was to complain about the four old men.
He did not choose to occupy Jie's eternal heavenly palace.
Because there is no need.
He is a salty god and does not need anything that shows his status and majesty.
After all, his own group of believers are not human beings.
Compared to the tall and luxurious heavenly palace.
He prefers the quiet and warm atmosphere of his small mansion.
"Well, it's time to go out into the world and meet that little girl Qiu Yuan, and confess my true identity to her."
"Then we have to fish Kang out and throw him and those two brats into the Macro Continent."
"We also need to separate the little ant queen and make up a lie to those guys, saying that the ant queen has ascended to heaven."
"Finally, we have to migrate the entire bamboo forest into the world. Damn, when I think about it, there's really a lot to do today."
Deng Ru listed out the things he had to do today one by one.
After a while of counting, he discovered.
I'm such a fucking busybody.
I really don't want to be a god for even a day. Whoever wants to be one can be one.
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