The next morning, just as dawned, King Zhou, who had not been asleep for a night, brought Shang Xi to Xigongxiang Street. Sure enough, he saw the iron-kou Taoist who was yesterday sitting in the bamboo shed. Next to him was a middle-aged man who seemed to be waiting for his arrival.

"Master Shen came very early!" Seeing that there was a uniquely shaped high-legged wooden chair opposite the divination stall, King Zhou was not polite and walked over and sat down.

"I dare not let the nobles wait for a long time, so I can only choose to come sooner." Su Jin said with a smile.

The compliments of ordinary people are already immune to King Zhou, but when he was praised by such a Taoist who is suspected to be a fairy god, King Zhou felt a sense of flattery and majestic look in his heart. A smile appeared on his face, "I saw the Taoist priest's divination ability yesterday, and today I will not test anything. While it is still early and there are no outsiders on the side, let's talk straight to you how?"

Su Jin said: "What do nobles want to talk about?"

"Master, do I have a fairy fate?"

"The fate of a noble person is already extremely expensive and cannot go further. Otherwise, under the guidance of the secret of heaven, you will probably ruin your fate and even be in danger of life." Su Jin shook his head and said.

King Zhou has heard this more than once in recent years, so he did not show any special emotions. He said in a deep voice: "The so-called secret of heaven, to put it bluntly, is that he is afraid that this matter will be known to gods, demons, and ghosts, and will attract their hostility at that time? I think as long as I hide it well enough and deep enough, and use the human luck to practice silently for decades and hundreds of years, and then I will retreat bravely, there should be no problem."

Su Jin laughed and said, "You overestimate yourself and underestimate Gods and Buddhas too much. Just like I look at you, the first thing you see is never the appearance, but the huge human luck on you. If you embark on your practice, no matter how deep you hide, you will be seen in the end!"

King Zhou frowned and said, "There is no way to cover up the human fortune on me? I have a great fortune but cannot be used to practice. This is a very cruel thing in itself."

"As the king of the human race, you will naturally gather the human race's luck. But because of some compromise of the human race, when you don't use this luck, this luck belongs to you. But if you want to use this luck, this luck no longer belongs to you." Su Jin said lightly: "This is destiny!"

"I don't believe in destiny, I only believe in myself." Under the agitation of my mind, King Zhou forgot to change his words, staring at Su Jin word by word, "My destiny can only be controlled by myself, and the rest of the people cannot do even gods and Buddhas."

Su Jin said: "You are always thinking about practicing, but have you ever thought about the consequences? Once something you can't bear to say, death will be the lightest punishment."

"I heard that people will drink Mengpo soup when they are reincarnated." King Zhou said: "Even if I live to the end of my life, do more good deeds in my life, and get the opportunity to be reincarnated. After a bowl of Mengpo soup, all my memories will disappear. So what is the difference between me, as Emperor Xin, and my soul is scattered? I want to bet once, make a big bet with my own destiny and the Shang Dynasty. If I win the bet, the human race will have the sixth emperor; if I lose the bet, it will be just a matter of drinking Mengpo soup. No matter how I bet, I will be a winner!"

Looking at the majestic and fierce look at Emperor Xin, Su Jin was slightly stunned.

Looking at the entire Romance of the Gods, Emperor Xin’s country was destroyed, but he was enthroned after his death!

The Shang Dynasty was in great power for five hundred years, sixteen generations, and thirty kings, and only this last king who lost his country was named god.

The Western Zhou Dynasty gathered together to establish the world, King Wu Ji Fa, was a talented and wise emperor, and then died after being the king for decades...

The one who seems to be a winner may not really win, and the one who seems to be a loser may not really be a complete defeat. Reality is not a story, it cannot be just a flat success, king and loser, and there are many things hidden under the appearance, and it is precisely these things that truly represent the winner and lose!

"For your fairy path, it doesn't matter even if you sacrifice the foundation of the Shang Dynasty?" Su Jin asked seriously for a moment.

"I am the lord of the Shang Dynasty. Being able to become a stepping stone for me to ascend to immortality is the greatest significance of the foundation of the Shang Dynasty." King Zhou said.

"Since the path of immortality is so important to you, why not give up the throne and devote all your energy to seeking immortality and asking for the way?"

"From ancient times, immortal cultivators have been like crucian carp trees crossing the river, countless, but how many people have truly made their name or achieved immortality?" King Zhou said calmly: "Although I have not embarked on the path of immortality, I have studied martial arts very hard and hard, refining essence into qi, refining qi into gods, practicing spirit into emptiness, refining emptiness and refining emptiness into Taoism. Every martial artist's realm is enough to kill millions of geniuses, let alone immortality? The throne is my biggest bargaining chip. If I abandon the throne, I am afraid I will immediately become an ant on the road to seeking immortality, struggling desperately to embark on that path, but I don't know if I have this qualification!"

Looking at King Zhou with a calm face, Su Jin couldn't help but shake his head and said silently in his heart: "Is this still the foolish and unreasonable King Zhou of Shang in the Romance? He saw it thoroughly and understood it better than anyone else. The root of the demise of the Shang Dynasty was not a foolish king, but the way of heaven and the immortals. King Zhou was a wise man, so he could not accept his will, but he could not accept the heaven and the saints and gods!"

"Since the king has completely opened his heart to me, I will not hide it." Facing King Zhou's glittering hopeful gaze, Su Jin said with a smile: "For the sake of the immortality, you don't care about the life and death of the Shang Dynasty, and I don't need to care about the future of the Shang Dynasty. You dare to make a gamble with the foundation of the ancestors for five hundred years. I am not afraid of those who wear shoes, so why don't you follow? King, as long as you can get me the status of the national teacher, under one person, above the country, then I am willing to risk the consequences of being retaliated against cause and effect and being punished by the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, pass on your immortal scriptures and lead you to the immortal path!"

At this moment, King Zhou instantly understood that this Taoist was also trying to beat the human race's luck. In other words, this was the idea of ​​playing his bargaining chips.

But King Zhou was not angry at all about this. The reason why chips are bargaining chips is valuable only when they are used. Otherwise, they would just accumulate around him like this, which is useless?!

But... although he was not angry about it, this man's request or ambition was far beyond his expectations.

What an excessive request is this for one person and the whole country? If he agrees to the other party, where does Wen Zhong want to place, where does Wen Zhong be, where does Wen Shang be, and where does Bi Han be? Besides, will these people be willing to let him agree?
Chapter completed!