Ancestor of Destiny

Chapter 50 The White Lady

"Daughter, these young talents are willing to marry into my Ling family. Take a look..."

After the Ling family knew that Nuwa had the qualifications of a literary sage, they decided to find her a son-in-law.

It is impossible for such a woman to marry.

Nuwa glanced at the rows of arranged portraits.

"Father, I have decided not to marry in this life, and I will never do this again."

There are three classes of people.

The third level is to look at the face, the second level is to look at the body, and the first level is to look at the mind.

Nuwa has seen a lot of Daoyunjia people, not to mention these so-called young talents.

In Nuwa's view, only literary sages are qualified to enter her eyes in this world.

Unfortunately, even literary saints cannot live forever.

Eternal life is not the pursuit of Wendao, what Wendao pursues is influence.

A generation of literary saints will influence the world for many years.

As long as you live forever in the hearts of other living beings, you will either have eternal life or eternal life...

Moreover, most people who can become literary saints are already old. Even if there are young people who have outstanding talents and become literary saints, Nuwa will not have any love for them.

Nuwa is the creator of marriage. In her opinion, the essence of marriage is reproduction, and she does not need to consider reproduction.

As for love, in her opinion, if you really like to get along with someone, it doesn't matter whether you are married or not.

Ling Xiao was shocked by Nuwa's words, his pupils shrank, and he said: "My child, although you have the qualifications of a literary saint, you are still young after all. Marriage is a fundamental principle of human ethics. There is no reason to stay married for the rest of your life."

"Father."

Nuwa argued hard, "If it is really for the sake of human ethics, why didn't you let me get married instead of choosing a son-in-law? It's not so that I can give birth to an heir named Ling to pass on the culture."

"..."

Although what Nu Wa said was true, Ling Xiao felt very uncomfortable after hearing it.

He frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "Son, as your father, I hope that your life will be happy in the future."

"happiness?"

Nu Wa asked herself, she should be very happy.

There is an elder brother, a master, and even one of the few saints in the world, what is there to be unhappy about?
Ling Xiao thought Nuwa was asking what happiness was, so he took on the posture of a father and explained in a gentle voice: "Marriage is about supporting each other. There will inevitably be lonely times in life, and having someone by your side means happiness."

Nuwa thought of Mingxuan.

When he left, he seemed to feel lonely.

Nuwa raised her head and looked at her father and said softly: "Father, I understand what you mean, but marriage also has misfortunes. If the people around you are not the ones who like it, then there is no need for marriage."

Ling Xiao understands...

This is not a fancy ah!
So he ordered his servants to take away these portraits, "This matter is not urgent. You can bring them to the Ling family when you meet someone who can sleep in the future."

"..."

Nuwa didn't say a word, so how could anyone here sleep...

She didn't bother to say much, she nodded slightly and continued to study.

Learning together is not as simple as poetry and songs.

If writing is the flesh, then style is the bone.

This is the so-called character of character. It is the right way for literati to cultivate character. You cannot become a literary sage just by relying on gorgeous words.

It's a pity that Nuwa has her own character, and what she lacks is a very simple writing style.

It takes practice.

She has been practicing for more than ten years, but she still can't make much progress.

Back in Buzhou Mountain, Mingxuan had said many profound words.

For example, "water benefits all things and creates tranquility."

The best kindness is like water, the words are simple and the meaning deep, completely natural.

She actually understands the truth, but if it were her, she would probably just blurt out and do good deeds without leaving her name.

The strength of character is similar, but the flesh and blood are far apart.

Just as white and round as pearls and jade, who would like shriveled and thin bones?

The development of flesh and blood does not happen overnight. Life here only lasts for more than a hundred years. Naturally, there are very few people who can develop character and character, and there are not many who can develop flesh and blood on their own.

A literary sage is one who has both strength of character and flesh and blood.

There are so many great gods in the prehistoric world, but they are all piled up by time. It takes less than a thousand years to realize the Tao, which is far beyond the comparison in this world.

Therefore, Nuwa did not despise the Tao of Literature, but felt that this Tao was as good as the Immortal Tao and the Demonic Tao.

Choosing words and making sentences is also a kind of creation.

Seeing that she was serious about her knowledge, Ling Xiao looked at her with satisfaction for a while and then left slowly.

At night, Nuwa put down her pen and gently rubbed her wrist.

It’s been a long time since I’ve done something so serious...

She walked out of the door and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

The last time I treated it so carefully was to fabricate clay sculptures for hundreds of years in order to understand the way of nature.

Nuwa rose up and called the servants to prepare the clay.

When a man in a robe appeared in the eyes of everyone, everyone in the Ling family realized it.

original……

The lady has a sweetheart!

No one cares why Nuwa is so skilled.

How can a genius judge it with common sense?

What they care about is who the clay figurine made by Nu Wa is.

Just by looking at the lifelike clay statue, they could tell that this person had a perfect appearance and extraordinary bearing.

Nuwa's mother took Nuwa's hand and didn't care that her hands were muddy.

"Child, who is this?"

She was wondering how her daughter could make such a clay statue since she seldom went out.

This clay statue looks like a real person, how could it be fabricated from memory unless someone familiar with it.

Nuwa laughed and said, "He is not in this world."

"???"

The mother was inexplicably relieved.

It seems that this is my daughter Huai Chun, the sweetheart I imagined.

Ling Xiao stared at the clay sculpture in Nuwa's hand for a long while, and left after saying "Don't be addicted to illusion".

It's like teaching Two-dimensional children not to be addicted to paper figures.

Although the figure is good, don't be too greedy.

Mother gently took the handicraft from Nuwa's hand and said: "I think this thing is very good. Learning is not just for a while. I do other things occasionally... You haven't eaten yet, I stewed a chicken for you. Replenish your body.”

Nuwa smiled...

This is probably happiness.

I just don’t know how the teacher is doing at this time.

……

flood.

Southern Zhanbuzhou.

Mingxuan chose to be a new person at the first stop of the trip.

The rather primitive life is somewhat boring.

The tribe he is currently in lives near a river and is named Xiaoyu.

Let’s call it a small fishing village.

The village head, that is, the tribal leader is in the realm of refining gods and anti-virtual, and most of them are still refining and transforming energy.

Even so, they can only huddle together in a corner and hunt and fish for a living.

Fortunately, Nuwa's power is still there, and the demon clan that has become an immortal nearby will not threaten their safety.

In recent years, the fishing nets invented by Fengxi have also been introduced into the village, and every family is doing well.

There are many dried fish hanging in front of Mingxuan's house.

The taste of these dried fish can be called a must in a small fishing village.

It was these dried fish that made him the favorite of the girls in the village who were waiting to be married.

A few years ago, a person from the fairy gate of Dongsheng Shenzhou passed by here, and the village head left her in the village overnight to ask for advice on immortality, and entertained her with dried fish made by Mingxuan himself.

Since then, the fairy will come here once a year...

It was this full moon night.

Mingxuan cooked a large table full of dishes at home, he looked up at the sky to count the time, why was the fairy who claimed to be the White Lady late this year?
Ming Xuan professes his five senses, and he has never calculated anything since he came here. All he has heard about Honghuang these years is from the mouth of this white lady. In exchange, Ming Xuan will treat her to a meal. The empress told him another interesting story of the prehistoric night.

Although this place is close to the sea, judging from Bai Niangniang's behavior, it would take at least a month to get there from Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Take this meal back and forth for two months.

I don’t know what that person was thinking.

It's not that Mingxuan never refused Lady Bai to come again, but the man drew his sword directly, "It's fine if I don't come here, how about I take you back to the fairy gate?"

Mingxuan, who didn't want to be exposed, had to compromise.

People in the village have never understood why Mingxuan refused to leave when he had the opportunity to go to Xianmen to learn Taoism.

The old village head even persuaded him earnestly: "Xiaoxuan, being able to go to the fairy gate is something we can't even ask for. What are you staying here for?"

Xuan is also a common surname for people in the prehistoric times.

Ming Xuan named himself Xuan Zhou.

As for why he insisted on staying here, it was because he hadn't read the lives of other people in this village.

It would not be too late for them to leave after a hundred years.

……

In the middle of the night, a white awn appeared in the sky.

Mingxuan, who was sitting in the yard pickling salted fish, suddenly raised his head, and the white lady in white clothes appeared in front of him.

"You are late."

"Sorry, I was about to arrive, but I was delayed for a long time by some people."

Bai Niangniang's voice is not particularly crisp, but it has a waxy feeling.

From the sound of her voice, she seemed young.

But just looking at her figure, she is not small.

Ming Xuan pointed his hand behind him, "I don't know when you will come, so the dishes haven't been heated yet, so you can heat them yourself."

Madam Bai’s eyes lit up and she said, “What’s for dinner tonight? Is there pickled fish?”

"I know you like to eat. In addition to pickled cabbage fish, there is also a deer that Uncle Yao hunted from the mountains a few days ago. I asked for a leg. I thought you would come. I roasted it all afternoon today, but it is a pity that it is not so delicious when reheated. .”

"It's okay."

While waving her hands, Bai Niangniang walked into the house without seeing anyone outside.

In addition to these two hard dishes, Mingxuan specially made some side dishes and an egg drop soup.

With a wave of Bai Niangniang's little hand, the dishes started to steam again.

Ming Xuan shook his head, took out a jug of fruit wine and poured a big bowl for Bai Niangniang.

"Eat slowly."

"No~"

The White Lady raised her smile and said, "Thank you, come back to the Immortal Sect with me. If you can cultivate the way to immortality, it would be a pity not to be able to use such skills in the future..."

She would say this every year.

Mingxuan still said the same thing, "Longevity is just to be free and easy, and I am now."

Bai Niangniang glared at him, "You are not very old, and you speak so old-fashioned...

Alas?You actually grew a beard. "

Mingxuan smiled and took a sip of wine, "You haven't changed."

The white lady suddenly felt that the dishes on the table were not so delicious...

He is getting old.

This is not a happy thing.

But he didn't want to follow him back to the Immortal Sect, and he couldn't force it.

The White Lady quickly collected her thoughts and said, "This year I was promoted to the elder of the Immortal Sect."

"Oh? Congratulations."

"Hey~ It should have been a long time ago. It's just that the elder has too many things to do. It's not a waste of time to come to you, so I didn't agree to be promoted for a long time."

"Then why did you agree this year?"

"Because there are several thousand more disciples under the sect, if you don't agree to be an elder, my master will restrain me."

Her master is the founder of Xianmen. It is said that she has heard the preaching of Tongtian and belongs to Jiejiao Immortal.

It's just that there are thousands of Jie Jiao Immortals, but her master is completely unknown.

Mingxuan laughed and said, "So, you shouldn't come to my place this year."

Bai Niangniang was instantly displeased, "Why, I can't bear to eat your meal after a year?"

"It's not that I don't give up, it's that I'm not worth it for you."

One-sixth or even one-fifth of a year's time is spent on one meal. Mingxuan's meal is not a panacea. It just uses some seasonings that are difficult to find in other realms, and it cannot increase his cultivation level.

Moreover, his food is not the only one in the prehistoric world that tastes delicious. Although the people in Xianmen don't have much desire to eat, the taste of the dishes they make is not much different.

Maybe this white lady is just used to coming here for a meal every year, so as not to forget it after a long time.

"What's not worth it? You said that immortality is for freedom and ease. I think it's quite comfortable to come to your place for a meal."

After speaking, the White Lady continued to talk about the affairs of the Immortal Sect:
"By the way, the teacher invited Uncle Zhao Gongming to Xianmen to give a lecture a few years ago. He wanted to take me to practice, but I refused."

"Zhao Gongming?"

Mingxuan nodded to show that he knew this person, and said: "It is a good thing that he wants to take you to practice, why refuse?"

Bai Niangniang stopped back with Mingxuan's words, "It's a good thing for me to take you back to the fairy gate. Didn't you say that cultivating the Tao is just for the sake of being free, and I am very free now, why do I need to add more things."

After a pause, she looked at Mingxuan and said, "Actually, I just don't want to leave Xianmen, so you probably are too. Although the fishing village is small, it is your home, so I don't want to leave."

"Then you are wrong."

Ming Xuan said: "I have only been here for ten years, so I might leave after another ten years."

Bai Niangniang once heard the old village chief say that Mingxuan is an outsider, but in her opinion, this outsider is not much outsider. How far can an acquired soul who only naturally absorbs spiritual energy to the level of refining Qi and transforming into a god go in a lifetime?
Even Nanzhan Buzhou couldn't get out.

Not to mention the dangers on the road.

She just guessed that Mingxuan used to live in other tribal villages not far from here, and left for some reason to come to the small fishing village.

The White Lady smiled and said: "You are really weird. I wonder if you would dissatisfy me if you refute directly? No girl would be willing to marry you like this."

"You are wrong again. There are many girls who are willing to marry me. Cuihua at the head of the village and Chunmiao at the end of the village are good girls. They are willing to marry me."

"Puff~
Then why aren't you married yet? "

"Because you come every year, they give up the idea of ​​marrying me."

Mingxuan didn't tell a lie, since the Bai Niangniang came every year, those girls who were eager to him no longer had the idea of ​​marrying him.

Bai Niangniang was taken aback, and quickly understood the key point, how Fan Ling competed with Xian Ling...

This was her unintentional mistake.

She took a bite of the deer leg, "I'm sorry, I haven't thought about this all this time, I've delayed you..."

After thinking for a while, she said: "It's not like this. I'll tell you about a marriage. Although she has entered the immortal sect, it's hard for her to become immortal. It's better to be with you and live in harmony for a lifetime."

(End of this chapter)