At this time, Xun Yi suddenly asked: "Miaosiming, do you think if I want to inherit the position of God of Mercy now, can I?"

"Now?" Miao Siming was stunned, then shook his head: "Who is not ruled out for the forty-nine candidates, are you ready to succeed to the throne? It's impossible. If you don't talk about others, you can't get through this level of your brother."

"Who does Miaosiming value more? Those people who came out of the hidden universe?"

"They? They are just the prince accompanying the school. The elders of their family also said that they were worried that they would not have enough experience and sent them to practice and warn the Wen Shen lineage. If you really want to be promoted, it is probably impossible. At present, one of the most optimistic candidates for the gods is not you?"

"Look at the lower blessing gods of the White Lotus Pure Land, which one does not respect you? Then look at your faith temple in the Three Realms. You have all the clergy of the Lord's Destiny, and you are more complete than any blessing god in terms of power. Your temple incense has never stopped from beginning to end."

"After a thousand years, these are your foundation. Boy, work hard, I am very optimistic about you."

However, no matter how optimistic it is, you cannot upload the position immediately.

Xun Yi looked a little unwilling: "But according to my emperor soul, it should be OK?"

Miao Siming shook his head: "No matter whether the five great gods are full of people, your own strength is not enough to be recognized by the gods. Unless you want to be an ordinary God of blessings, not the Holy Holy of the Yuan Dynasty."

Xun Yi was silent and stopped talking.

"You need a lot of good deeds to cultivate into the supreme human being. Moreover, Your Majesty Yan Emperor does not allow billions of incarnations to act at the same time. You must go through disasters and complete good deeds step by step to truly achieve the status of the supreme saint of Hongyuan. After all, the Asian king of the Three Realms is second only to the throne of the Emperor of Heaven. It is impossible to let people with incorrect minds rise to the throne."

It must be a good god, a virtuous god. This is the fixed number left by Emperor Yan and cannot be changed.

"Well, His Majesty Yan Emperor himself hates others to make merits the most. In fact, to be honest, I should be the one who violates his taboo the most."

There are only two types of merit gods’ practices, one is good deeds and the other is good deeds.

During a war in a foreign land, killing a strange god can obtain corresponding good deeds. In this way, even the evil demons in the demon abyss can make themselves a wheel of gold-shining merit. In order to limit the occurrence of such things, there is a requirement for good deeds.

One hundred thousand good deeds, one million good deeds, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of good deeds. The purpose of Emperor Yan set this condition is not to make things difficult for others, but to hope that others will slowly correct their mentality when doing good deeds and accumulate virtues. It is no longer to cultivate merit for profit, but to accumulate merit from the heart. This is what Emperor Yan calls the god of merit.

Nowadays, most of Xun Yi’s merits are taken from strange gods, which is actually the type that Emperor Yan dislikes the most.

"You don't need to be so anxious. After all, everyone is optimistic about you, and you have loved doing good since you were a child. Maybe you can really be our Majesty in the future. At your speed, it should be enough in a thousand years. Don't worry, the thousand years of our gods will pass by in a nap."

The lucky gods are all righteous gods in the world, although there are some small-scale battles between each other. Generally speaking, their character can be guaranteed. Even if it is Wenhua God, at least he is very good at Wen Shen.

"However, there is no time." Xun Yi smiled bitterly in his heart. The big change in the future seemed to be within seven days. He was placed in a foreign land, which was only more than two years.

At this time, a god suddenly led his army to explore from the White Lotus Pure Land.

Seeing the soldiers in the army, Xun Yi frowned slightly: "Why did you bring all the slaves out? Is this like cannon fodder?"

Miao Siming frowned, and was a little displeased: "It seems that it is the gods of other divine veins. I don't know where to find the mortal cannon fodder."

After the blessing gods created the White Lotus Pure Land, the Demon Abyss became another place for the gods to accumulate merit. Many gods used the White Lotus Pure Land as a supply point and led their troops to kill the evil gods in the Demon Abyss.

"You also know that the heavenly court has mixed fish and dragons, and these gods have no background. They are nothing more than collecting mortal cannon fodder from various places."

Whenever the gods come to a demon's nest, they will let these cannon fodders test it.

"Don't you care?"

"Although the rectification has been started recently, the results are not very effective. After all, we, the God of Fortune, are not easy to come forward by the people of Emperor Wu. Moreover, these slaves just played a verbally."

Xun Yi looked at it for a while, suddenly his figure disappeared and appeared in front of the god.

"Wait" Miao Siming had not finished speaking, Xun Yi left directly.

At this moment, Xun Yi was standing among the fragments of the demon earth. This fragment was 800 miles wide, and there was an evil god of the fourth level. The god who fought against the evil god was also the descendant of a certain martial god, a mixed-blood demigod, and also a fourth level of heaven. Around him, there were a large group of slaves dressed by gladiators. More slaves had been buried in the demon earth by him.

"This Your Highness" demigod noticed the merits and glory of Xun Yi. Just Xun Yi stood here and turned a large group of monsters into dust.

"Retreat. In the future, the White Lotus Pure Land restricts the gods from exploring the Demon Abyss. Cannon fodder slaves are not allowed to go down to the realm to eliminate demons, otherwise there will be suspicion of breeding evil spirits and strengthening the Demon Abyss."

After these slaves died, their resentment and demonic land combined, instead becoming nutrients for the demon abyss, and slowly turning into new demon gods in the depths of the demon abyss.

"In the future, we will eliminate demons and come to the real divine army." Xun Yi stretched out his hand and sprinkled the light of merit, saving the many dead slaves, and reincarnated the soul through the White Lotus Pure Land.

"And, I want these slaves around you."

"Do you know who my father is?" The demigod wanted to move out of his father's identity, but immediately saw the token of the martial gods that Xun Yiliang came out and silently held back his words. With his identity, he still dared not argue with a congenital god.

Seeing that he was tactful, Xun Yi couldn't vent his current depression on him. He said, "Don't learn from other gods. The so-called slaves in the world treat us gods equally." He felt something and his eyes fell on his feet.

Not far away, a corpse moved slightly.

"Don't you give up hope until you die?" Xun Yi's seed of Yan Emperor in his body seemed to feel something, so he walked over slowly.

This is a young man who looks about the same age as Xun Yi.

However, one is God and the other is man.

The merit tree rose behind Xun Yi's mind, and a merit leaf fell down, sank into the young man's body to resurrect him. But at this moment, Xun Yi seemed to feel something and frowned and said, "Are these slaves not ordinary people?"

"Of course not." The demigod finally found a chance to speak: "Great God, how about this slave? After they died in the human world, I rescued their souls and gave them a new body with the special power of creation, so that they could fight for me. It was all your love and my wish!"

"However, have you reported to the underworld by stealing your soul?"

Suddenly, the demigod shut up and said nothing.

A faint moan came from the ground, and the young man opened his eyes and looked at Xun Yi. But Xun Yi's body was shining with dazzling brilliance, and only the hazy blue light and shadow were seen.

"Thank you...thank you..."

"Since you have never given up your hope, then as the god who is in charge of the power of hope, I will not give up your life." Xun Yi's heart suddenly beat a few times, and the seed of Yan Emperor had a pure power of prayer flowing all over his body.

The energy of the seed of Yan Emperor is the power of hope for all living beings.

Expecting a better future, the desire to continue life, and never giving up on desperate situations. Only when these little powers gather in the seeds of Yan Emperor can the great miracle of creation repeat the world.

No mortal wants to die, let alone sentient beings in the three realms and even the entire universe?

Xun Yi touched his heart and felt a heavy burden fall on his body.

"If it's really the last moment, I can only do that, right?"

Xun Yi made up his mind and suddenly heard the young man lying on the ground say, "Of course I don't want to die. If I could live, who would want to die? Even if I crawl on the ground and live in a mess like a dog, I will not give up my life easily." He grabbed the soil with bloody hands and tried to stand up with his slow movements.

"Yes, he is unwilling to give up his life. So why should I sacrifice myself so much? If there is a road to coexistence, even if it is a one-in-a-million chance, I must try it!"

When Xun Yi was pondering, Ren Hua and Miao Siming came over. Siming said to the young demigod: "If you blaspheme your soul, the underworld will definitely not let you go. But we should pretend that this time, you will not commit it again in the future, and nothing will happen. As for these souls, our God of Fortune has taken over."

Miao Siming stretched out his hand, and all the people who were resurrected by Xun Yi were thrown into the auspicious clouds and auspicious sea.

"Xun Yi, I will put it in your Donglai Divine Dynasty. If you have time, you can handle it yourself."

Xun Yi? The demigod suddenly burst into his heart and showed a look of awe.

Xun Yi had not really resurrected the young man, but just gave him a certain amount of creativity and stabilized his current fictional body, which could only barely support him for a few years. He was originally going to completely resurrect this young man with hope as a mortal. However, Miao Siming interrupted him directly into the Donglai Divine Dynasty. And unlike others, he was protected by Xun Yi's divine power, so he could not fall into the world. He followed the divine power and entered a divine city in the Divine Dynasty and lived here as a mortal.

"Forget it, let's talk about it later." Xun Yi's heart knot was slightly untied, and he said goodbye to Miao Siming, and immediately began to prepare for the response after seven days.

If I could live, even if it was one in ten million chance, I wouldn’t want to die!
Chapter completed!