The Plane Lottery System of the Pantheon

As the sun sets, Zhang Chen sits in the shrine and looks at the orange-yellow light facing the gate, and suddenly feels a little emotional.

"This seems to be the first time I have seriously watched the sunset since I came to this world. I didn't expect to watch it with fellow Taoist Di Jun."

Di Jun didn't care about the sunset outside. At this moment, his eyes were all on Zhang Chen's gourd.

Zhang Chen smiled knowingly after seeing Di Jun's eyes, and poured a cup for Di Jun directly.

Di Jun seemed to have no guard and drank it all. At the end of the drink, Di Jun's eyes lit up, "Good wine!"

Zhang Chen filled Di Jun's cup again.

Di Jun drank it all again.

Then he continued to tell his story.

The following days were the happiest time in Di Jun's life in nearly two hundred years.

But the good times didn't last long. Soon Di Jun found something wrong. As time went by, the woman's body became more and more illusory, as if it would disappear at any time.

Di Jun began to look for a way like crazy. At this time, Di Jun found that the woman could not leave the shrine. She was imprisoned in the shrine forever. Maybe she just wanted to use this method to keep her thoughts, but now her thoughts are alive again, and the shrine has become a tool to bind her.

Di Jun's face was full of bitterness at this time, "It was then that I knew that she was just a wisp of soul or just a thought. Her body had disappeared for at least an epoch. It was also at that time that I went to that city and learned that there was a palace in the center of this world. As long as the powerful wanted, they could enter it directly and their thoughts would no longer disappear, but she could not enter there because of this shrine."

Zhang Chen understood it when he heard this, "So you just replaced her directly?"

Di Jun was silent, but Zhang Chen already knew the answer.

Zhang Chen directly filled his glass, and then poured himself a glass, "Please!"

Di Jun held the wine glass and looked at Zhang Chen who drank it all across from him. He was suddenly a little stunned, "Shouldn't you hate me? After all, I used you as a scapegoat before."

Zhang Chen smiled, "There are no eternal enemies in this world. Besides, you didn't hurt me, did you?"

Di Jun smiled, and there was a sense of relief in his smile, "Yes, this is actually quite good. If I really put you in this shrine, even if I go out, I can't get over the hurdle in my heart."

Zhang Chen did not take up this topic, but suddenly asked, "You don't have much time left!"

It's no wonder that Zhang Chen was so sure. According to Di Jun's statement, Di Jun had practiced for 200 years before entering here. Adding the time he spent here, it is very likely that his life span will soon reach its limit.

Di Jun nodded, "It is impossible to break through in the Land of Gods, so although I have accumulated enough and even far exceeded my own cultivation by several realms, my realm will not increase."

Zhang Chen nodded, "How much time is left?"

Di Jun glanced at the sunset in the distance, "Ten years."

Zhang Chen's answer seemed very calm, "Well, it's not long."

Di Jun stood up, patted the dust on his body, tidied his makeup, and then bowed to Zhang Chen, "I also want to thank you for the wine!"

Zhang Chen shook his head, "This is not a gift of wine, you don't have to thank me, just think of it as a return gift for your invitation to tea before!"

Di Jun nodded, "In fact, it's good to spend my life here, there is no dispute and no trouble, except for a little loneliness, except without her, everything is fine."

Just when Di Jun said this, something suddenly broke on Di Jun's body.

For a moment, the entire shrine began to tremble, as if it was about to be unable to withstand this force and turned into a dangerous building. However, soon, with the blessing of a huge spiritual energy, the entire shrine stabilized again.

Zhang Chen instantly felt as if he had turned into a small boat in a storm on the sea. At this moment, he could only wait for death in despair in the sea.

This feeling came and went quickly. When this feeling disappeared, Zhang Chen saw Di Jun beside him supporting him, "Is Daoist Zhang Chen okay?"

A huge spiritual energy came from Di Jun's hand supporting Zhang Chen. This spiritual energy directly nailed Zhang Chen's previously unstable mind firmly into his body.

Zhang Chen realized that Di Jun's true cultivation should be unfathomable.

"Brother Di Jun... your cultivation..."

Di Jun smiled, "I have been here for nearly a thousand years. If you can't cultivate to this level, then wouldn't you have lived in vain?"

After hearing what Di Jun said, Zhang Chen didn't know what to say.

Until now, Zhang Chen realized that Di Jun was not unable to leave here, but he did not want to destroy everything here.

Since Di Jun could leave before, it means that the shrine has very little restriction on Di Jun. Zhang Chen estimated that if Di Jun wanted to, he could leave at any time.

However, Zhang Chen did not say these, but looked at Di Jun deeply, "Why?"

Di Jun stretched out his left hand in front of him and gently opened it, and the stone mirror from before was suspended on it.

"There is a trace of her mark in it."

Zhang Chen understood everything after hearing this.

It turned out that this Di Jun could go out by himself, and it can be said that he had no pressure at all. However, in order not to hurt that girl, this man with terrifying strength was willing to spend nearly a thousand years in this shrine, even to the point of being about to die.

"Don't you regret it?" Zhang Chen said in a deep voice.

Di Jun smiled, "What is there to regret? Well, today I have Daoist Zhang Chen to accompany me for the last journey, I have no regrets. The previous jade slips are an apology to Daoist Zhang Chen for my previous mistakes. Take care today!" After saying that, Di Jun gently clasped his fists.

Zhang Chen knew that Di Jun was not lonely, but he didn't want Zhang Chen to stay any longer.

Zhang Chen clasped his fists, "Take care, Daoist Di Jun. If... I have a chance in the future, I will come back to visit Daoist Di Jun in person!"

Di Jun nodded, and suddenly hesitated, "Daoist Zhang Chen... If you are lucky enough to reach the last step, help me see her... Is she okay..."

Zhang Chen nodded heavily, "Take care, Daoist."

After saying that, Zhang Chen left the shrine without looking back.

At the moment of walking out of the shrine, a sentence suddenly popped up in Zhang Chen's mind.

The drizzle drifted across the world, and the setting sun shone on the river that could not be crossed.

The maple leaves were still hesitating at the end of the world, and the afterglow kept the bloody promise.

Zhang Chen glanced at the shrine behind him and sighed.

"This is not a cage built by others, Fellow Daoist Di Jun, you are imprisoning her on the ground!"