The Princess of the Substitute Bride Strikes Back

In the evening, after Fu Yunxi got to know the Baili family, she received a lot of gifts from her uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters.

Lord Zuo took Fu Yunxi to the ancestral hall to discuss matters alone, while Baili Qingkong arranged a room for Mu Aiguo and others to rest.

They knew very well that Fu Yunxi had just reunited with her family and must have many things to discuss, so they did not disturb her. Instead, they went to the lakeside to enjoy the evening breeze and the scenery under the moonlight, which was quite a unique experience!

"Xi'er, I believe you have heard about your mother! You are the tenth generation Saint of our Southern Border. Since the Saint was born a thousand years ago, a new generation has been born every hundred years. Originally, the Saint would have grown up under our protection, but because of the sinister villain Sikong Xingyao, we were separated for many years. He also provoked wars, regardless of the lives of the people in Southern Border, and insisted on competing with the Great Zhao Kingdom. In the end, he died on the battlefield, which was what he deserved."

Lord Zuo told Fu Yunxi about the saint's past. Not only has she reached the age of marriage, but she has also completed a ritual to summon souls and spirits outside. This ritual involves a risk of death, and it requires the joint protection of the Lord of Frontier and the Heavenly Master. Therefore, Lord Zuo loves his granddaughter very much, and is afraid that she will make the slightest mistake. Otherwise, he will not be able to explain to Xue'er, nor to the thousands of people in Southern Frontier.

"Yes! I know a thing or two. The reason why Southern Xinjiang was divided into two is because our family has always advocated peace and was unwilling to provoke war without reason!"

Fu Yunxi is now full of curiosity about the Saintess. Is this related to her time travel? And what is the reason for Fu Ziyan's time travel and Mu Yibai's rebirth?

"That's right. The saint of the previous generation predicted that there will be a great disaster in the world a hundred years later. It is definitely not as simple as a famine. We must vigorously develop people's livelihood, store sufficient food, and never start wars without reason. Peaceful coexistence is the way to survive."

At that time, Southern Xinjiang was still unified, but later the Sikong family was stubborn and even attempted to take the life of the next generation of saint for Sikong Boyu. It was really despicable, but fortunately they did not succeed.

"Can the Saint predict the future?"

Fu Yunxi finally expressed the doubts in her heart.

"Child, come with me."

Lord Zuo led Fu Yunxi to the dark room behind the ancestral hall, where the Heavenly Master was waiting.

"Tianshi, this is Zixia's child Fu Yunxi. Her soul has returned to its place."

Lord Zuo Jiang told the Heavenly Master that the Heavenly Master that Fu Yunxi saw was dressed very strangely, with strange patterns made of unknown pigments painted on his face, but it was not difficult to see that Lord Zuo Jiang had great trust in him.

"It's time to tell her the truth. God has not yet destroyed our Southern Border!"

The Heavenly Master was still examining Fu Yunxi. As he looked at her, he began to choke up. The Saint was their hope.

"Xi'er, take a look at these murals on the wall. Your story will also be depicted here in the future. Thousands of years ago, a saint was born in Southern Xinjiang. She rescued the people of Southern Xinjiang from the water and fire and helped us quell the war."

"However, she claimed that her abilities were limited, and that she only had a few decades of life as a mortal, so she decided to travel. The travel here does not mean traveling to other countries, but traveling as a soul. She has to go to various worlds to learn new skills and return every hundred years. These are all the strange formations and poisonous insects she brought back."

"Gu worms were originally used to treat diseases, but later some people used them inappropriately. They can also communicate with animals. We cannot master this ability, but with the help of the Saint, we have learned to get along with nature and coexist harmoniously with all things. Because of this, Southern Xinjiang has gradually become stronger, and the people live a stable and happy life. However, as life becomes less worried, many people's desires are unlimitedly magnified, and the goodness in their hearts is endlessly devoured, which is why all the subsequent events happened."

Lord Zuo told Fu Yunxi the story of the saint, and the saint's past experiences were all recorded on the wall.

"Grandfather, do you mean that the Saint is actually the same person all the time?"

Fu Yunxi felt that her thoughts were both clear and confused at the moment. Wasn't she a medical student in the 21st century?

How did she become a saint? Or was the 21st century just a world that the saint traveled to?

"You can understand it this way, or you can not understand it this way. The Saint is sacred to us. Each generation of the Saint has no memory of the past. Maybe the Saint is a different person. This is always a mystery. Perhaps only the first generation of the Saint knows the answer."

Tianshi's family has followed the Saint since the birth of the first generation of the Saint, and has been passed down for many years.

Their family exists for the Saint, to protect her and help her soul return to its place when she reaches the age of 15.

"What does Sikong Xingyao mean by the saint being able to bring people back to life? Is it through her medical skills?"

Fu Yunxi looked at the record on the wall that the fifth-generation saint brought medical skills to Southern Xinjiang. She was familiar with all the medicinal herbs in the world and could cure diseases. In that period when medical skills were extremely backward, perhaps possessing medical skills would be rumored to be able to bring the dead back to life.

"There has never been a definite explanation for the resurrection of the dead. When the first generation of the Saint was born, there was a monk who said that thanks to the Saint, he was reborn at the age of 40 after experiencing his own life. In this life, he did not want to spend the rest of his life in Buddhism like his previous life, so he stepped into the mortal world again."

"People have been discussing this matter endlessly. Some say that he may regret becoming a monk, while others say that this is just a rumor. In short, resurrection is like chasing shadows. People with nowhere else to go will have fantasies about anything impossible. Perhaps this is why even the most hateful people have their pitiful side! Sikong Xingyao wanted to save his only son Sikong Boyu, so he believed this, but he didn't expect that he would die before Sikong Boyu. It's really unpredictable!"

Lord Zuo Jiang has not yet been able to comprehend the mysterious situation of resurrection, and the Saint has remained silent on this matter. They are all unconditionally loyal to the Saint, so they never dare to speculate on such matters.

Fu Yunxi murmured to herself, "This is really happening."

Now thinking back carefully, Mu Yibai's rebirth and Fu Ziyan's time travel seemed to be inextricably linked to himself.

The book she originally thought of might actually be a real world, but she just happened to see it in the form of a novel.

Fortunately, since coming to this world, she did not choose to give up on herself, but firmly chose to strive to survive. With her tenacity and courage, she did not let down this hard-earned life.

"Xier, what did you say?" Lord Zuo Jiang did not hear Fu Yunxi's words clearly, and asked again with concern.

At this moment, the Heavenly Master standing beside him had a profound look on his face, with deep meaning in his eyes.

Fu Yunxi looked at Lord Zuo and said, "Grandfather, how could you recognize me at first sight? Is it just because I look like my mother?"

Fu Yunxi knew very well that the matter of resurrection was still shrouded in mystery and had not been completely clarified. In this case, it could not be spread everywhere casually and must be done with caution, lest people with ulterior motives might have evil intentions after hearing it.