After Hua Yan took care of everything,
The first thing was to go to the human city to ask if there was a witch "Cuiko" in this era.
Soon..,
Hua Yan got the answer.
There was indeed a witch named "Cuiko" who walked in the human world. She was only 28 years old.
She wore a witch costume and a samurai armor. Beside her was a two-tailed monster.
Two tails, Nekomata? But according to the rumors, she seemed to look like a fox.
So Hua Yan understood. This was the partner of the magic-slayer Coral in the future protagonist's team, Mica.
After understanding the timeline of the current plot, Hua Yan felt a little conflicted.
Because whether it was Cuiko or Platycodon Grandiflorus, their fates were not particularly good.
Thinking that her sister's spirit would have to fight in the Jade of Four Souls for more than 400 years.
The other spirit would die because of Shōgun Inu's son.
Hua Yan felt extremely depressed.
But she also knew that casually changing the original fate would lead to a change in the future.
Her small intervention..,
Butterfly wings could set off a whirlwind that could change the world.
Hua Yan couldn't afford to gamble on this possibility, and Sakura Ogami was the god who protected this world.
If she tried to change Sakura Ogami's fate, it was hard to guarantee that it wouldn't affect the future of this world.
And Hua Yan wanted to transmigrate now, there was a certain degree of difficulty.
After all, she was carrying an entire Honmaru's sword with her this time.
If she frequently transmigrated, it was very likely that it would cause space-time to distort.
It might even cause spatial turbulence.
Hua Yan thought for a long time.
She decided not to make a move for the time being.
Anyway, whether it was the sword Funerary Deities or her flower demon, they were all long-lived races.
As long as they had enough spiritual power, they could not age and die. Four hundred years sounded very long, but it wasn't that there was no fun to be found.
Once the flower demon got up, she would definitely do something big.
However, the Warring States Period was a chaotic time, and there weren't many people who could withstand her actions. Hua Yan quickly turned her attention to Shōgun Inu's family, who had thick skin and was very durable.
Shōgun Inu, who was peacefully accompanying his wife, suddenly felt a chill on his back. With his animal instincts, he immediately sensed that something bad was about to happen. He hugged his pregnant wife and ran thousands of miles away, successfully avoiding Hua Yan's detection.
Hua Yan came to the Western Kingdom in high spirits, but she didn't find anything. She frantically smashed the steps of the Shōgun Inu Cloud Palace, but she could only give up on the original fun.
Sakura Ogami was one of the few people in the world who could withstand her antics.
"Yoshi."
Hua Yan turned around in front of the mirror and stroked her smooth face. She lowered her eyes and sighed softly with the aura of a snow lotus on a high mountain.
"What do you think? Don't I look like a Chaste Witch? "
Theta Sagittarii knelt on the futon and calmly looked at the woman standing in front of him — a woman who was 28 years old. Her eyebrows were similar to Hua Yan's, but she had a different style.
If Hua Yan's facial features were like a colorful oil painting, then the woman in front of him was like a flawless jade splashed with ink. Her delicate facial features didn't change, but they changed from glamorous to pure and unparalleled beauty.
She was like a white lotus picked up from the clear pond in front of a Buddhist temple, pure and beautiful, like ripples in the water. She slightly lowered her eyes, like the moonlight shining on the world.
— — How should he say it?
Such a holy, bright, beautiful, and flawless appearance …
She really didn't match Hua Yan …
For Theta Sagittarii, who knew Hua Yan's nature very well, it would be against his conscience to praise her with the words "She really suits you". He could only clap expressionlessly and say, "Not bad."
Hua Yan also felt that it was not bad. This self-important rose always thought that she was the most beautiful person in the world. Although Theta Sagittarii was more beautiful than her, she still felt that she was really good-looking.
It could be seen that a large part of the reason why little rose didn't get the Natural Divinity was because of this narcissistic mentality.
After decorating herself, Hua Yan walked out of the room and instantly stunned everyone in Honmaru.
As mentioned before, Hua Yan was beautiful, but it was not in line with the pure and refined beauty that Asians pursued. Although Japan also liked the thick and unparalleled beauty, the old people always preferred the simple and elegant beauty.
Hua Yan was wearing a snow-white cassock, with her snow-white hair hanging down, and sat under the curtains of the corridor. Those were snow-white viburnum flowers that were soaked in the light rain in early spring and hung upside down from the branches.
The old people sitting on the steps of the corridor drinking tea and chatting choked on the hot tea.
It was beautiful, but it was too f * cking horrifying.
Only Mitsuki Munechika, who had a heart as big as the full moon, laughed unconsciously and said, "Her Highness Ji is unparalleled, this old man has to admit defeat."
Hua Yan smiled slightly, showing off her ability of pretending to be Theta Sagittarii all those years ago. She was as gentle as the wind and the moon.
Her red lips slightly opened, as if she could speak the Buddha's voice.
"I can't help it, I'm also very worried. How can I be so beautiful?"
"…"
Mitsuki Munechika: "Hahaha, very good, very good, hahaha."
The onlookers: "…" The beauty of the face was probably proportional to the thickness of the face.
Hua Yan planned to walk in the human world as a nun. After all, the status of a witch and a nun was lower than that of a monk and a demon slayer. It was only after Cui Zi sacrificed herself to save the decline of the human world that the witch's status rose.
Although Hua Yan was no longer a god base cultivator, she was still very interested in collecting faith. This was because even if she didn't use it for cultivation, she could use it to improve her appearance and make her more beautiful.
As for the consequence of becoming more beautiful and being destined to be lonely for the rest of her life, Hua Yan said that she would think about it later. Anyway, she had found the beauty she liked now, and the whole world couldn't stop her from continuing to be beautiful.
Hua Yan snatched Theta Sagittarii's blade and hung it on her waist. She stood under the flower tree, slim and graceful, and when she smiled, she was stunning.
The onlookers of Funerary Deities: "…" Their lord was going to be a demon again.
"From today onwards, my name is —" Hua Yan narrowed her eyes slightly. "Li Bai, is a … well, a nun."
Li Bai,?? Flower, Yonashi?
Everyone was silent and raised their cups to drink tea, indicating that as long as their lord was happy.
The world's most flirtatious and cheap rose was going to play the role of the purest and most unpretentious Li Bai. She really knew how to play.
Hua Yan took Theta Sagittarii's blade and went out with a face full of ripples.
As soon as she walked out of the Honmaru, Hua Yan automatically put on a halo of drama and directly cosplayed as Susumaru Tsuneji. She was refined and untainted, and her face was as compassionate as Buddha's reincarnation.
Even the demonic aura on her body was completely restrained. She slightly revealed a trace of divine aura, which could easily mislead the Shinto into thinking that she was a true God.
For a demon like Hua Yan who had been acting cool for more than a hundred years, she always knew how to package herself so that she could gain more faith from humans.
Hua Yan deliberately chose a city that had been invaded by demons. Life here was not easy, and the people were suffering unspeakably, but they didn't dare to leave the city. Even if the city lord often sent troops to guard the city, it was of no use.
Hua Yan walked around the city and immediately knelt down to the city lord. Damn it, there was a centipede nest in front and a poisonous snake forest behind. It was so difficult to advance or retreat. The people in the city had not died until now, most likely because they were used as food reserves by the demons.
Therefore, Hua Yan chose a day when the demons attacked the city and looked at her equipment. Robe like snow OJBK, snow-white hair OJBK, and beautiful face OJBK.
Touching her face lovingly, Hua Yan put away the mirror and rolled up her sleeves.
On this day, dark clouds covered the sky, and the blood on the high city wall cooled. The centipede demons came out of their nests and surrounded the crying people. They opened their mouthparts dripping with saliva and were ready to swallow the food reserves into their stomachs.
Just when the people were in despair, a bright golden light cut through the thick clouds and penetrated hundreds of feet deep into the clouds, casting a ray of brilliance.
The True Buddha in a snow-white robe came from the clouds. She put her palms together. Her robe was like snow, and her shoes were white with soft soles. Even her hair was white. Step by step, she walked to the mortal world like a lotus.
Hua Yan put on a compassionate face. Under the eyes of thousands of people, she put one hand on her heart and the other hand stretched out flat. A golden lotus bloomed in her palm, and the Buddha's light was like the sun.
"My Buddha, mercy …"
A huge golden palm print rose into the sky and pressed down. It was like five mountains had collapsed and Mount Tai was pressing down. The dazzling golden light burst in all directions, illuminating the mortal world. It was like the sun had fallen into the world, and the sound of Sanskrit hung in the air.
The huge golden palm print crashed down from the sky like a dazzling sun, melting all things and not giving birth to evil.
The civilians were so dazzled by the golden light that they could not help but close their eyes. The light was dazzling but not gentle. Instead, it was like some kind of extreme light, turning all the darkness in the world into nothingness in an instant.
The demons that covered the city melted in the golden light.
Zong San Zuo Language, who looked at this scene from afar, "…"
Damn, this is too much of a show-off.
Hua Yan used light magic. This kind of magic had always been the favorite of the Holy Church of Light. It was not known whether it was strong or not, but it was good for showing off. Hua Yan transformed it into the Buddha's Palm, and often used this magic to show off.
The consumption of this magic was not high, and it looked strong, but in fact, it was just that the light effect was more brilliant. For the civilians, they only saw the demons being destroyed. Who would have the mood to care about how much effort it took to destroy the demons?
It was a piece of cake for Hua Yan to kill some monsters that had not yet developed intelligence. She did it on purpose just to show off, didn't she?
Soon, Hua Yan was invited into the City Lord's Mansion, and Zong San Zuo Language, who was a Buddhist monk, was brought along.
What surprised Hua Yan was that the City Lord of this "Ghost Flower City" was actually a handsome young man who was no more than 13 or 14 years old. His face was pale, but his expression was very calm, and he already had the demeanor of a general.
When he saw Hua Yan and Theta Sagittarii, the pale young man put his palms together and prayed sincerely, "Ghost Flower City is willing to rely on you and believe in the true Buddha. As the City Lord, I am willing to shave my head and convert to Buddhism to show my sincerity. I beg Guanyin to save the people of my city."
Hua Yan had been practicing the art of "Face Dog" for more than 400 years. When she saw the handsome young man praying, she could not help but touch his head. The other party trembled slightly and almost thought that he was being shaved on the spot.
Hua Yan smiled gently with her beautiful face, like a white peony blooming. She let go of her hand and did not care if her hand would make the other party bald. She just said calmly, "City Lord, please rise.
I am an outsider of the mortal world. I will enter the sea of wishes of Samantabhadra and cross the drowning of the World of Dharma. It is enough for the City Lord to stay true to your heart. "
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