Chapter 57: The Marquis's Adopted Daughter and the Cold Prince 29 (End)
Ning Changting looked down and found that it was Chunyuan's little daughter, Zixi.
"Grandpa, can I hide under your robe?" the mischievous little girl asked with her head tilted, "I'm playing hide-and-seek with grandma."
"Of course." Ning Changting lifted his outer robe and motioned her to come in.
Zi Xi hid inside and started chatting with Ning Changting while Cha Jiu was not there yet.
"Grandpa, is my mother your favorite?" she asked.
Ning Changting thought about it and said, "No."
Zixi was a little surprised: "That's Aunt Chunrui"
“No.”
"Eldest uncle, second uncle, youngest uncle," she asked one by one.
“Neither.”
Cha Jiu has come over, looking a little angry: "Zi Xi, Song Zi Xi, come out here!"
This little girl actually dared to open the lucky dumplings she had spent an entire afternoon making one by one to find the copper coins hidden inside!
Damn!
"Then who do you like the most?" Zixi was still leisurely.
"I like your grandmother best."
Ning Changting smiled, then opened his outer robe to reveal the small flame hidden underneath, and said to Cha Jiu, "She's here."
Zixi: “…”
Cha Jiu gritted her teeth: "Song Zixi!"
The days passed in the bustle and excitement.
Ning Changting served as prime minister throughout his life and made many contributions to the country. The former crown prince, now the emperor, could not help but praise him, saying, "He deserves to be enshrined in the imperial temple."
He and Cha Jiu loved each other for a long time and they never had a quarrel. He finally passed away at the age of 95.
Cha Jiu followed him and left the small world.
"Ding——Taimiao is here again~" The long-lost voice of the system rang out.
"Ning Changting's favorability has reached 100%. Your husband is worthy of the honor of the Imperial Temple. The mission of prolonging the offspring has been completed. The host's overall mission rating is SSS level, and the points can be accumulated to the next world."
"Host, please get ready and start the transmission to the next world immediately."
“No days off?”
"I recently took a day off."
The world in front of Cha Jiu became blurred again.
System: "In this world, you are the Holy Maiden of Lingxu Sect, named Weili. Five hundred years ago, you used your own demigod bones to seal the demon dragon, and you fell into a deep sleep. Five hundred years later, the seal loosened, and you returned to Lingxu Sect again. Your cultivation in the Spiritualization Stage has been exhausted, and your position in the sect has been replaced by a time-traveling girl."
Cha Jiu: "Is it another missioner?"
System: "I guess so, but her system is to plunder your luck. The worse you are, the better she is."
Cha Jiu: "How does her system compare to yours?"
The system curled its lips and said, "Don't compare me with that low-dimensional system. I never look at the day of the week when I eat at KFC."
"oh."
"The target this time is a god. He was born at the beginning of chaos, when nothing was clear. People call him Zhishen, who has no form or trace. When Zhishen was born, the way of heaven began."
Cha Jiu: "Gods also want to have children"
System: "The Dao is declining, and the Dao hearts of various sects are unstable. The God wants to find a mother body that can bear the Son of God, give birth to the Son of God to preach to the world and stabilize the Dao heart."
"Cha Cha, you have two tasks. Stop the one who crosses the Nu Ling Creek from plundering the small world's fortune, and at the same time give birth to the Son of God."
As soon as the system finished speaking, the transmission was completed.
When Cha Jiu opened his eyes again, he was already in the guest room of Lingxu Sect.
She stretched out her hand and pushed open the door in front of her. The fairy mountain was high and steep, the night mist was lingering, and the starry sky seemed within reach.
There were two female disciples standing in front of the door. When they saw Cha Jiu coming out, strange light flashed in their eyes.
One of them bowed to her and asked, "Saint, where are you going?"
Although the female disciples called Cha Jiu the Saint, there was no respect in their eyes.
The saint will no longer be a saint after today.
They were arranged here, nominally to serve Cha Jiu, but actually to monitor her.
Tomorrow is the auspicious day when Senior Sister Lingxi will be canonized as the new Saint of Lingxu Sect. The Sect Leader specifically instructed them to keep a good eye on Chajiu and not let her cause any trouble.
However, they did not take it seriously. After all, Cha Jiu's cultivation was already inferior to the lowest level disciples of Lingxu Sect. What kind of trouble could he cause?
"I'll take a walk around here." Cha Jiu added, "I won't leave Jade Peak."
The place where she lives now is Jade Peak, which is the place specially used by Lingxu Sect to entertain guests.
Cha Jiu sighed in his heart. The whale of the past had spent all his life cultivating just for the world and justice.
However, when she returned now, the room that originally belonged to her had been occupied by Lingxi, and she could only be arranged in the guest room like an outsider.
How ridiculous
The female disciples did not try to stop him. With Cha Jiu's current level of cultivation, he couldn't even fly with the sword, let alone leave the Jade Peak.
So they generously let him go.
As Cha Jiu left the female disciple's surveillance range, he asked the system: "Is there a tool that can temporarily restore my cultivation and allow me to fly with my sword?"
System: "Just give you a flying machine, where are you going?"
"The Holy Land."
The god has no form or trace, yet is omnipresent. He represents the highest will of heaven and hides all oracles in the sect's sacred forbidden area.
Therefore, any large sect with some strength would choose to build a holy place in a place with the most abundant spiritual energy and select a saint to serve there.
The one who served the Holy Land of Lingxu Sect in the past was Jingli.
Cha Jiu didn't know if he could enter the Holy Land with his current body without any cultivation, but it wouldn't hurt to give it a try.
After all, the god is inside, so it's worth going there tonight to improve his impression.
Looking at the bamboo dragonfly flying vehicle in his hand that he had exchanged for 10,000 points, Cha Jiu was speechless.
"Thank you, Doraemon."
She stuck the bamboo dragonfly on her head and flew towards the holy land.
On the way, Cha Jiu passed by Cangshui Peak where his original body used to live, which is now the place where he lives that crosses Nvling Creek.
In the bare peach forest, a man and a woman are talking to each other under the moon.
"Senior Brother Qingyao, what should I do if I cannot pass the Saint Maiden Ordination Ceremony tomorrow?" Lingxi tightly hugged the Taoist robed man in front of her who was as cold as the moon.
Heng Qingyao, the son of the leader of Lingxu Sect, is the sect's senior brother who had an engagement with Cha Jiu five hundred years ago.
Heng Qingyao seemed to be not used to such passionate contact with women. Although he doted on this little sister, he was still aware of the differences between men and women.
So he pushed Lingxi away.
Lingxi's eyes were dim.
“Junior sister, you were born with the bones of a demigod, so it won’t be difficult for you to pass the sealing ceremony.” Heng Qingyao consoled her.
He still remembered the ceremony of Whale Li's enthronement that year, but it took less than a cup of tea.
He has the same confidence in Lingxi today.
When Lingxi heard the word "Demigod's Bones", a strange light flashed in his eyes.
"But Senior Sister Weili has returned from the sealed place. Will she stop me from becoming a saint?"
Lingxi's mission is to seize everything that Whale has, including Heng Qingyao.
Lingxi has tried many methods of creating discord and it has always worked.
But Heng Qingyao was very sure: "Jieli is a sensible person. She has sealed the demon dragon for a hundred years, and her cultivation has been lost. Even the lotus seal of the Saint of the Forehead has disappeared. She will not prevent someone more suitable from serving the Holy Land. You can rest assured."
Hearing this, Cha Jiu felt a little ironic.
Heng Qingyao is really generous to others, a true male saint.
Since no one wants her to show up tomorrow
Then she had to show up.
"Who's there!"
Heng Qingyao sensed that there were people flying around Cangshui Peak and shouted loudly.
The other party seemed to have concealed his spiritual energy, and he could not sense the flyer's cultivation level.
Cha Jiu's heart skipped a beat and he immediately increased his flying speed, rushing towards the holy forbidden area in the distance that was shrouded in dense thunder clouds.
But it was too late, Heng Qingyao summoned his natal magic weapon, the Moon-Chopping Wheel.
Like a cold moon, the curved knife entangled with lightning and quickly caught up with the fleeing Cha Jiu.
With a heavy blow, the skin on Cha Jiu's back was torn apart, and the flesh and blood were blown black.
The aircraft was also destroyed.
"Fuck, I'm burnt."
Having lost his cultivation, Cha Jiu was simply unable to withstand this blow. His body and soul seemed to be torn into thousands of pieces. He fell from the sky like a dying bird and was trapped in the dense thunderclouds above the holy land.
When the Zan Yue Wheel failed to find its target, it returned directly to its owner.
At this time, the system began to light up a red alarm: "Warning, warning, the host's health value is below the warning value!"
Cha Jiu fell onto the altar of the holy land, surrounded by thunderous purple lightning and dense clouds.
There is also a mirror door in front of us that is tall and reaches the sky. It is majestic and solemn. It is the entrance to the Holy Land Hall.
The remaining lightning on the Broken Moon Wheel was still drilling deep into her body, destroying every inch of her flesh and bones.
In less than half an hour, she would be able to pass away.
"Damn it..." Cha Jiu gritted his teeth, trying desperately to retain his scattered consciousness, and used all his strength to crawl towards the mirror door in front of him.
The system cried: "Sorry, I don't have any props to bring you back to life, how about we go to the next world?"
"How could I possibly…"
Cha Jiu's palms were covered in blood from crawling, and his body was burned black by lightning, but he finally crawled to the mirror door.
The moment she reached out to touch the mirror door, she burst out with the heart-wrenching second half of her words: "...give up my year-end performance review!"
The scene before my eyes changed instantly.
The dark thunder faded away, and a vast expanse of white mirror-like ice field came into view, boundless and quiet.
While Cha Jiu was stunned, a deep and powerful voice carrying infinite pressure came from the distant void.
"Who dares to trespass into my holy land?"
Cha Jiu felt a sudden chill around him, and then that voice rang in his ears:
"Oh, it turns out to be a demigod, a demigod whose divine bones have been dug out."
"Who took your sacred bones away?"
There was sadness and mockery in his voice.
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