What Aunt Chen was worried about, Chen Asan was confused about.
She asked: "Aniang, do I have to get married?"
Chen Asan had the appearance of a girl, thin and somewhat beautiful. When she asked this question, she was still sharpening the fish-killing knife.
Aunt Chen looked at her right leg that was obviously strange, sighed in her heart, and said: "Silly Asan, if you don't get married, when you get old, your father and mother will be gone, who will take care of you?" Woolen cloth?"
"All women in the world want to get married."
Chen Asan lowered her eyes, as calm as when she was a child. The shiny blade reflected her eyes, which were deep but glowing.
"I'll kill fish all my life."
"I always feel that I didn't come to this world to get married."
Aunt Chen smiled and poked her head: "Little girl, that's outrageous."
The little girl lowered her head and took out a fish from the wooden basin. Her mind was unsteady, and the knife was naturally not as stable as before. Her thoughts began to diverge, and she was thinking about it in her heart.
"What was I born to do?"
Killing fish for a lifetime? Or marry, have children, and extend your descendants? Or is she a heroine like Qin Liangyu who is like a storyteller and accomplishes a great cause?
She felt confused and confused.
Chen Asan has been killing fish in Fangshi for more than a year. Aunt Chen is thinking very hard about her marriage, but she does not come from a wealthy family and cannot afford much dowry. It is difficult to find a marriage for a lame girl.
When Aunt Chen found a hunter from a neighboring village, the man was a little older, but he was still capable.
Chen Asan shook his head.
She took out a wooden box from the hut, which contained the copper coins she had saved over the years, one thousand and thirty-eight coins. She handed them all over and said something stupid to Aunt Chen.
"Aniang, I want to find myself."
She knew a few words, left a note, and went to the Taoist temple in the mountains with a fish-killing knife.
The next day everyone in the market knew that the third daughter of the fish seller Chen's family had contracted an illness and died in a hurry. This was the meaning of Chen Asan's note, so that the married eldest sister and the two sisters-in-law in the family could be brought into disrepute. Influence.
She shaved off her hair, removed her fish-killing knife, got a new name "Huizhen", and sat in meditation every day.
Huizhen closed her eyes again and again, and asked clearly: "What do I do when I come to this world, and where do I go?"
The thin and stubborn little nun gradually turned into a kind-hearted old nun.
When she opened her eyes for the last time in her life, her eyes were cloudy, with brown pupils, and looked old and aged, but they contained an indescribable and restrained light, like a bright pearl dusted away.
"good."
She saw a long bridge with misty clouds. It couldn't be said to be long or short, but she could see that at the end of the bridge there was a girl in gold clothes who was turning to look at her with a slight smile on her lips.
I found myself.
…
Under the Fuso Sacred Tree, the red-gold light ball vaguely revealed the appearance of the woman in the center.
The three ancestors, Xichang, Xixuan and Xikong, were the first to change, shrinking in size and falling below it.
Xi Changcan's golden eyes narrowed slightly, with respect and awe.
"There really is the blood of Shenwu left in the world, but why is it not the pure body of the demon god, but the human body?"
Xikong also nodded, with lingering doubts in his tone.
"What is flowing is the extremely pure Shenwu source blood, but there is no Shencrow body. What he is practicing is only the "Golden Crow Demon God Transformation". Weird, weird."
Xixuan's eyes narrowed slightly, he waved a pair of black wings, a vague divine light fell down, and he said with a decisive tone.
"steal."
"It was stolen."
But there was no hatred or hatred in his words, because as a member of the lineage of demon gods, you know that their bloodline is comparable to that of ancient immortals and true demons. Even compared to the innate creatures from eons ago, they can only be said to be equally matched.
Even if you are killed, you can only get blood essence, not source blood. Blessed by the family's Qi and destiny, and protected by the unknown cause and effect, only if many conditions are met, the most important thing is that the owner is willing, can it be possible.
Xichang and Xichang looked startled and their breaths were low.
"Could it be that one?"
"Daughter of Emperor Xiyue."
Xixuan said this, confirming Liangwu's suspicion.
Only Xiyue's blood is the closest to Shenwu, and only she can achieve transformation.
The history of the Golden Crow clan is extremely grand and has been passed down to this day. It was at its peak in ancient times. However, in the generation of Emperor Xiyue's daughter, a sudden change occurred. Now they can only live in the Golden Crow Divine Land and cannot be seen in the heavens.
But no Golden Crow would resent her. Things must turn against each other, and everything has a cycle of ups and downs. The defeat of the Golden Crow clan has already appeared. Xiyue is just a fight for the destiny of the clan. She wants to transform from the Eight-Nine Emperor to the Nine-Nine and lead the Golden Crow. Break and then stand, becoming the supreme leader of the demon god clan.
But now, they have received her gift, even if it is a human body, but this female cultivator is pregnant with the blood of Shenwu, which symbolizes that their Golden Crow lineage will be blessed by the fate of the Nine-Nine Supreme, and they just need to be sharpened. It’s time to return to the Heavenly Domain and conquer the world again!
The three Golden Crow Ancestors, who knew the past events, couldn't help but have their thoughts racing and were filled with emotion.
Naturally, the state of the woman when she arrived could not escape their observation. The Daoji inside was severely damaged, and the fusang tree spirit woke up because of her. This must be the reason why.
Now all they can do is to work together to cover up the secrets of heaven and do a good job of protecting the law for Pei Xihe.
If those Heavenly Lords of those days had glimpsed the fluctuations of Qi, they would probably try their best to kill the inheritors of the Shenwu bloodline.
Fortunately, this woman in golden clothes came to the Golden Crow Divine Land with hibiscus branches, crossed the golden sea, and used the fire path to hide the fluctuations. Otherwise, she would normally fly into the immortal world, and she would be enchanted by the supreme Tao as soon as she sets foot on the earth. Kill by force.
The Golden Crow junior was flying in mid-air, and the three ancestors were guarding the bottom of the tree.
The juniors finally calmed down, but they never approached the giant tree that exuded the red golden light in the sky. Instead, they stood in the sky and practiced their own way peacefully.
So thirty-seven years have passed.
The three golden crows have condensed their innate golden light. They look like ordinary black crows, but they have three legs. They have been guarding the light group with the power of three talents for many years.
Now the light group has become thinner and dimmer, and the woman in it has long hair disheveled, as if she was curled up in her mother's womb. Previously, a breath of innate energy was injected by the Fuso Sacred Tree, and now her whole body is shrouded in white mist.
Suddenly, the edge of the light group was completely shattered, and all the white mist poured into the soul in Pei Xihejiang Palace.
The soul has not returned to its original trend in these thirty-seven years, but it has not been broken either. It is more like time has been stopped.
Yuanshen is the creation of Yuanying and the soul. At this moment, the white mist is slightly purple, all pouring into the soul.
The woman's body stretched out, and there was an invisible charm lingering around her.
The three Golden Crow Patriarchs immediately retreated to prevent their own Taoist charm from disrupting the spontaneous flow of the golden-clothed woman's aura.
The woman fell to the ground, her face was calm, and she opened her eyes.
(End of chapter)
