The disaster of the world begins with Dongfang Bubai

Chapter 202: In a hundred years at most, I can completely fulfill your wish

Zi Xuan frowned and said:
"Since you speak so eloquently about your love for the common people, how can you be a bloodthirsty and heartless person?"

"Knowing is one thing, having is another." Xi Mingzhang said indifferently:
"When have you ever seen a bad person carve his badness into his face?"

"I've never seen a monk who says he is a bad person." Zi Xuan retorted coldly.

The Saint Lady pulled Zixuan, took a step forward, and said:
"Master Wuchang, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I just hope that Donor Zixuan can give me some Nuwa's blood from time to time." Xi Mingzhang replied with a smile.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became completely cold.

“If I could discover the secret of Nuwa’s divinity, I might be able to eliminate the fate that Nuwa’s descendants would die of spiritual exhaustion once they gave birth to children.”

Zi Xuan's expression changed slightly, and she blurted out:

"Is this true?"

"Zi Xuan, you are crazy." Saint Aunt stared at her and said, "Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

"There's nothing wrong with that. This way, I can be with Liufang's reincarnation forever, Qing'er won't have to be frozen, and our family of three can live happily forever." Zixuan spoke immediately.

The Saint said solemnly:
“Let’s not talk about whether the secret of the bloodline can be cracked, let alone how much Nuwa’s blood you will consume. Once the bloodline divine power is mastered by others and falls into the hands of evil people, the consequences will be disastrous.”

Zi Xuan didn't care and said directly:

"Only we can awaken the power of bloodline divine energy, and we must have a kind heart to control Nuwa's spiritual power and maximize its power."

Seeing that Saint Auntie still disagreed, she said:
"Think about Qing'er. Do you think she will suffer the same tragic fate of dying from spiritual exhaustion when she grows up? And the future generations, if they can all escape this nightmare-like curse, wouldn't that be a benefit for generations to come?"

The Saint was silent for a while, then said to Xi Mingzhang:

"Master Wuchang, you have also heard that the power of Nuwa's bloodline can only be wielded by the descendants of Nuwa. The purest Nuwa spiritual power can only be controlled by people with a kind heart."

"I just want to make up for the shortcomings of my state of mind. I have no desire for the power of Nuwa's bloodline." Xi Mingzhang said calmly.

"I hope so." Saint Aunt looked at Zi Xuan:
"You have to figure it out yourself."

After saying that, he walked away.

"Monk, what is your plan next?"

"I plan to build a bamboo building next to the Nuwa Temple first."

"There are so many rooms in the temple, you can just pick one to live in, why bother with so much trouble?"

"I am a monk."

"I don't care. Why do you care about these things?"

"Donor Zixuan, you are so shameless and you look like you are willing to do anything for love. No wonder Lin Yeping, who is devoted to cultivation, came into the secular world and married you."

"Forget it, you are a monk who has nothing to do with the four elements. I will not tell you what affection and love are." Zi Xuan said immediately:

"I will have someone build a bamboo house for you. You can choose a room to live in for the next few days."

"I have seen that there are people who want to be studied so much. I have already found an inn. With your status in Nanzhao, you should be able to find me without much effort. I will take my leave now."

Xi Mingzhang's figure gradually faded, and his voice became ethereal:
"When the bamboo building is completed, please come and inform me."

Zi Xuan couldn't help but shake her head when she saw him disappear:
"He seems amiable and polite, but his cold attitude that keeps people away makes him seem bloodthirsty, but his ruthlessness is obvious." Thirty years later.

In the elegant bamboo courtyard, Xi Mingzhang was leisurely drinking tea and reading.

"Monk, I told you that you can't concentrate a little." Zi Xuan frowned as she walked into the courtyard:
"Every ten days, I will give you some Nuwa's blood. You have been researching for decades, but you still have no results."

"Also, as a monk, you are reading Taoist scriptures. Are you worthy of the Buddha you are talking about?"

"Humans are walking Buddhas, Buddhas are free people, I am the Buddha, how can I say sorry?" Xi Mingzhang looked at the Taoist scriptures and replied casually:
"Buddha and devil are one, and the source of Taoism and Buddhism is also Taoism, so what is the difference between reading Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures?"

Zixuan spoke:
"Monks are always good at speaking. I can't beat you. I just want to ask, how long will it take for you to achieve results?"

"The bloodline of the Three Emperors, Nuwa, cannot be analyzed just by saying it can be analyzed. It will naturally take dozens or even hundreds of years to get something." Xi Mingzhang said slowly:

"There's no rush for this, just wait."

"The higher your cultivation level, the faster my research progress will be. Unfortunately, you are not up to the task and are still lingering in the sixth realm of Dharma."

"You are a person who practices Qigong and Buddhism, how can you know the difficulty of practicing Shinto?" Zi Xuan sighed.

Xi Mingzhang smiled, raised his eyes and said:

"Haha, now we have gained something. The blood of Nuwa's descendants is full of benevolence and love. Their compassion for the world makes you willing to sacrifice yourself to save the world."

"Of course there are some exceptions, such as you. The reason why you are unable to make any progress in your cultivation is because what you have done conflicts with the divine nature of your bloodline."

"Don't talk about these trivial things, just talk about the important things." Zi Xuan was embarrassed.

Xi Mingzhang placed his hands in front of him, his fingertips flashing with a faint multicolored light, and he chuckled:
"The human race in this world was created by Queen Nuwa by mixing soil and water with her own blood and spiritual power. Therefore, in ancient times, the human race used this as a foundation and the laws of the gods flourished."

"That's right. All human beings share the same bloodline and divinity as the descendants of Nuwa. I also have a key that can analyze the divinity in you, so don't worry."

"In a hundred years at most, I can completely fulfill your wish."

After hearing this, Zixuan showed joy on her face and said:
"A hundred years is neither too short nor too long. I can afford to wait. I would like to thank Master Wuchang for this."

"Wuqiu is a monk, Youqiu is a mage, and Benefactor Zixuan, your face is getting thicker and thicker."

"Master Wuchang, you are joking. It was Zixuan who was rude before. Please forgive me."

"Okay, I like quiet time. If there's nothing else to do, let's go."

"I will follow the Master's instructions. Goodbye."

Zixuan bowed with a smile on her face and left with brisk steps.

"A good descendant of Nuwa turned out to be a hopeless love-brained person." Xi Mingzhang suddenly shook his head:

"It seems that from ancient times to the present, the Nuwa lineage has always been love-brained, and she is the worst."

Time flies, and seventy years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Zixuan and the Saint Lady walked to the bamboo courtyard, one of them holding a baby.

Xi Mingzhang, who was sitting on a recliner, smiled when he saw this:
"It's really fast. Gu Liufang's third life has been found just like that. You brought him here, don't you want him to become a monk with me?"

Delayed, there is one more chapter to be published later

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