Ancestor of Destiny

Chapter 53

Literary world.

The capital of the Xia Kingdom.

"Gai Zhoutian's change..."

Nuwa shook her head and slowly crossed out the cover and changed it to the word "leader".

"Lead Zhou Tian's changes, turn me into a saint..."

"..."

As a piece of holy words gradually appeared on the paper from Nuwa's hands, colorful auspicious clouds gathered in the sky outside the house.

The entire literary world was shocked.

When the Literary Saint was born, he celebrated with heaven.

Xia Guoguo teacher Chen Min is teaching the present prince Xia Shuo in the palace.

He suddenly stopped talking and looked outside the room.

Xia Shuo turned his head suspiciously, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Teacher? This...could this be the birth of the legendary literary saint?"

Chen Min ignored Xia Shuo, and muttered to himself, "Heaven and earth congratulate the sages, but this...this horse riding is not congratulations from heaven and earth, it is clearly like a woman trying to curry favor with this new literary sage."

A generation of literati couldn't help but swear.

It's just because the Qingyun in the sky doesn't just look peaceful like before, but it keeps rolling and changing shapes.

All things in the world were evolved by Qingyun, including flowers and small animals, sometimes fast and sometimes slowly, as if he had to adjust a posture that satisfied the new literary sage before he would stop.

Lingfu.

Nuwa soon traveled around the mainland.

Breaking through to the realm of literary saints, her understanding of saints has further deepened.

——The reason why a saint is a saint is not only to reach the pinnacle of strength, but also to be the leader of all things in the universe.

The leaders here are not overlords.

This is one of the reasons why contenders often fail.

Therefore, it is better to lead the change of the week than to cover the change of the week.

It took Nuwa 30 years to step up from the ninth rank to the holy rank step by step. Looking at it now, she has matured like a peach, but she still exudes a freshness like a girl.

Supplemented by the temperament of a literary saint, no woman in the entire literary world can match her.

A wisp of purple air floated from the Qingyun, and sank into the center of Nuwa's eyebrows, looming like three orchid-shaped flowers.

Nuwa could not help but frown.

She discovered that the magic power that could not be sensed in the world of Wen Dao actually gushed out at this moment, and then turned into a ray of purple rhyme.

"This is?"

She suddenly understood how to go from here on.

The unification of all dharma is the path after the saint.

Nuwa raised her head suddenly, and Fuxi's figure appeared in front of her.

"Quick, get out of here quickly."

Fuxi's face was like a bitter gourd, "This world is about to be exploded by you!"

Nuwa was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at Ling's mansion, and said unhurriedly: "I have to say goodbye to my parents."

Fuxi glared, "Hurry up."

Nuwa came to the lobby. Ling Xiao and his wife seemed to have already known that she was coming and were waiting here. Even her grandfather Ling Changping was also there.

"Before you were engaged in learning, I said that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. I didn't expect that when it was time to say goodbye, I was a little reluctant to leave." Ling Xiao said with a smile. Although his tone was relaxed, there was sadness in his eyebrows.

"You know I'm leaving?"

"You have been unwilling to get married, isn't it just for the convenience of leaving at this moment?"

Nuwa bowed slightly and said, "My daughter is unworthy."

"It's okay, but you can come back often in the future. Although you have become a literary saint, you will always be our daughter."

Nu Wa was silent for a moment, "My daughter is going to another world, do you want to see it?"

Her words caused the boulder to fall into the water, causing waves in the hearts of the three of them.

"another world?"

Ling Changping was horrified, "Could it be that Wen Sage can go to other worlds after that? The world of Wen Sage?"

Nuwa shook her head slightly, "It's not that there are literary saints everywhere, but that world is bigger than this one. To be honest, I come from that world."

"Daughter?" the mother called softly.

Nuwa comforted her: "Mom, don't think too much. No matter what, my flesh and blood come from my mother. You will always be my parents."

Ling Xiao: "Over there, what's your name? How are you doing?"

Nuwa smiled softly and said, "Nuwa, your life is not bad."

"Nüwa!"

The three looked at each other, Ling Xiao hesitated and said, "But... the one we were thinking of?"

Nuwa nodded, "This world was created by my elder brother Fuxi. It is also a fate to become part of the Ling family. I am not Nuwa here, but Ling Xi, a child of the Ling family."

After a pause, she asked again: "Father, mother, grandpa, if you are willing, you can go to that world with me and live forever in this world."

Ling Changping waved his hand: "I'll forget it, I don't worry about the Ling family."

Both parents shook their heads at the same time.

Ling Xiao said: "Your mother and I won't go either. No matter how nice it is there, it's not as good as our own."

Nuwa didn't force it, "You will enter the Underworld in a hundred years, and we will see you later."

"Are you really never coming back?"

It stands to reason that although Nu Wa cannot enter this world after surpassing the level of a saint, she can definitely pay attention to visit her parents and relatives in this world.

But Nuwa shook her head after all, "Father, telling you the truth is the duty of children, but Nuwa is different from Ling Xi. After leaving this world, I will be Nuwa. I hope you can understand, unless my daughter doesn't want to Come back, but for Nuwa, a hundred years will pass in the blink of an eye, so it would be better to meet again in the underworld."

If someone told him that we would meet in the underworld, Ling Xiao would definitely curse.

Doesn't this curse him to die early?

But from Nuwa's eyes, Ling Xiao couldn't see other emotions, she was just stating a fact.

After all, Nuwa has lived for countless years, has already seen through many things, and has a short-term and simple mind.

……

Mingxuan in the prehistoric world is the same as Nuwa.

Looking at Bai Xian who had to leave, Mingxuan's heart fluctuated little.

After spending two years together day and night, Xuan Zhou would be a little reluctant to let go, but Ming Xuan would not.

Bai Xian actually wants to stay for 200 years before leaving.

Two years is too short, maybe she won't be able to come here next year.

When we meet again, the friend we finally made may be very old.

This is what she doesn't want to see.

But she couldn't force Mingxuan to change.

Before leaving, Bai Xian said to Ming Xuan: "Don't leave the small fishing village. Next time I come back, maybe I can spare time to stay with you for the rest of my life."

Although his heart fluctuated, Mingxuan still didn't take it seriously, "There is no favor or debt between you and me. 200 years may be nothing to you, but it is everything to me. The two are not equal."

"..."

Bai Xian pursed her lips, "I don't know good people."

As Mingxuan thought, 200 years is not as precious to Bai Xian as one day of Mingxuan. Bai Xian also understands the reason:
It is not equivalent to exchange one's short journey for another's life.

What seems like a good thing actually does more harm than good.

This is one of the reasons why Shinto prohibits immortals from falling in love with each other.

All spirits are also spirits, and the love between fairies and spirits seems to be a gift.

It is actually a gift.

But who knows whether it will be able to maintain its current situation 200 years from now.

When Bai Xian left, he gave Mingxuan a string of bells.

"If something happens, ring the bell."

Ming Xuan hung the bell at the door of his house, "Does the sound of the wind ringing count?"

"Hmph, it doesn't count!"

(End of this chapter)