[Comprehensive] Daiyu's live broadcast routine

"Long Wu Yuan?"

"it's me."

"This is your No. 19th life. Alas, you have accumulated a lot of sinful virtues. In this life, you are the queen. Xiliang Kingdom has entered an unprecedented prosperous age, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. In the last life, you have accumulated a lot of blessings, sir Yin virtue, great Yin virtue! With such merit, it is possible to be a true emperor."

"What is the real emperor?"

"One grade."

"Can you go all over the world?"

"Go to the sky and enter the earth, omnipotent."

"Then go."

"Ok."

Long Wuyuan, who had lost her memory, only remembered her vague name. She took a last look at the dark and endless six paths, and the next moment, she disappeared at the end of the road.

As soon as Long Wuyuan jumped into reincarnation on his front foot, a jade-faced young man wearing a crouching dragon crown rushed over on his back foot, and asked the judge anxiously: "Did you see the king of Xiliang Daughter Kingdom?"

"Oh, it turned out to be Lord Tianshen! That Miss Long is so virtuous but muddled, she didn't dare to keep her, so I recommended her the best place to go to heaven. At this time, she should already be in the heaven Alright."

"Thank you." Yang Jian nodded his thanks and disappeared in place.

Long Wuyuan, Ao Cunxin, who has recovered her real name, is standing on the clouds, looking at the immortal gods with blurred faces. Although she has recovered her name, she has forgotten everything about the past. For this place, She just felt strange and distant.

Her body flew higher and higher until she flew in front of Patriarch Hongjun. Patriarch Hongjun flicked his whisk and looked at her with a smile: "Ao Cunxin, the experience of the nineteenth life is over, because you have benefited you in this nineteenth life." In the human world, if you accumulate great merit, Tiandao will promote you to be the Three Heavenly True Emperor."

Ao Cunxin looked at the ancestor in a daze, and suddenly knelt down on the ground: "Please forgive Cun Xin for being dull, Cun Xin doesn't know where to go, I implore the ancestor to accept Cun Xin as a disciple, Cun Xin..."

Hongjun looked at Cun Xin for a long while, then stretched out a finger to point at her eyebrows, and said after a while: "So it's like this, I have no love, no desire, no worries, no desires, and I have nothing to do with you. I also forgot all about the past in my previous life, so it’s good to be my disciple, the front line is completely broken, and there is no concern.” Hongjun clapped his hands, and frowned, “Even the dragon’s blood has gone completely, it’s really... Forget it, if you drink this bowl of tea, you will officially become my disciple."

After finishing speaking, she tapped her finger on the tea bowl beside her, and the green tea soup suddenly turned golden. Ao Cunxin brought it over respectfully. She looked at her face in the golden tea soup, and just raised her hand When he was about to drink it, he heard an anxious male voice say: "Cunxin!"

The person who came was Yang Jian who hurried back from the underworld. His handsome face was full of anxiety, and he didn't even care about saying hello to the ancestor Hongjun, so he came to stop Cun Xin in a hurry.

"Shangshen, I don't remember... I know you." Cun Xin held the cup carefully, looked at Yang Jian, hesitated for a while and said, "If I offended you, Shangshen, I hope you don't blame me. Now I plan to do it." Patriarch's disciple, what's the matter, can you talk about it after I finish drinking tea?"

"Old Ancestor, I beg you to let Cun Xin return to the Dragon Clan," Yang Jian suddenly fell to his knees, and made a big salute to Old Ancestor Hongjun. "She doesn't belong here."

"She cut off her own dragon scales and her own dragon veins with her own hands. The dragon is no longer counted; let alone her love root has disappeared. Strictly speaking, she can't even be counted as a human being. Where do you let her go back to?" " Hong Jun said calmly, "It took this child nineteen lifetimes to return to this world, and this nineteenth lifetime has nothing to do with you, Yang Jian, except for me, there is no one in the world to give She's got her place."

Yang Jian opened his mouth and was about to say something, but when he turned his head, he saw that Ao Cunxin had already drank the golden tea soup, one after another deep shackles were broken from the root of her soul, and a divine pattern lit up from the center of her eyebrows, beautiful in shape , is a soaring golden dragon.Her clothes faded from the graceful red to a very light and pure white, and there was no trace of the smell of fireworks.

Ao Cunxin, the once proud and cunning third princess of the dragon clan, was imprisoned for nearly a thousand years because of his momentary hesitation. In the end, she had to cut off her own love roots and dragon veins with her own hands. Wuhang prostrated himself under Hongjun's seat.

"From now on, you will remove your surname and change your name to Cun Xin. You will serve me and be in charge of the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas and the waterways in all directions. The lives of the common people in this world will be closely related to you from now on."

"Cun Xin will live up to the entrustment of the master, and do my best."

Cun Xin kowtows to Hongjun's ancestor, and after the ceremony, a new heavenly rule is born. Yang Jian watches as Cun Xin erases the last mark belonging to Ao Cun Xin. From now on, she is Cun Xin.

There is no such person as Ao Cunxin in the world.

Cun Xin, who got the fairy book, soon knew Yang Jian's name, and said to Yang Jian with a smile, "God, what's the matter with you?"

"Inch..." After all, Yang Jian didn't say what was in his heart, but just nodded: "It's okay, old ancestor, God, the little god will take a step first."

"Ok."

Yang Jian looked at Cun Xin's strange smile, nodded quickly, and disappeared into the clouds with one stroke of the three-pointed and two-edged spear.

"Master, this disciple has gone to the lower realm."

"Go." Ancestor Hongjun waved his hand with a smile.

Cun Xin nodded, and went to the lower realm.

"Hey, why do you look a bit like me? No, you look older than me. I should be like you, but how can this lady look like you?" Cun Xin, who was watching attentively, yelled.

"Ah? This girl, what are you talking about?" Cun Xin looked up at Ding Xiang in confusion and asked.

Now it’s embarrassing to switch to Ding Xiang, because the girl in front of her is not alike except for her face shape. With the combed hair in a bun, one can see that he is a practitioner.

"No...it's nothing, I just want you to watch it. You're a girl reading a book here, and you look so good-looking, so be careful of being targeted!" Ding Xiang rolled her eyes and made up an excuse at random.

"Focus on it?" Cun Xin blinked, then understood Ding Xiang's meaning, "Thank you for reminding me, little friend, I will pay attention."

At this time, Ao Chun and Chen Xiang who came out with Ding Xiang also rushed over. Ao Chun was taken aback when he saw Ao Cunxin, and then he stammered: "You... how did you grow... like Ben... my three Sister... exactly the same?!"

"Young Master must have misunderstood the person, but meeting is also due to fate," Cun Xin said with a smile, "I am a practitioner of Taoism. I have no other relatives except my master since I was a child. You must have misunderstood."

"It's a mistake. My third sister is still under the sea. How is it possible, haha." The Eighth Prince explained, and after a haha, Chen Xiang stared at Cun Xin: "My sister, since you are a monk, you know Do you know where Sun Wukong is?"

"He is practicing Buddhism, and I am practicing Taoism. Naturally, I don't know where he is." Cun Xin shook her head, "Young master, I think you have a kind face, but the corners of your eyes are red, and it seems that peach blossoms are in full bloom. You avoid this trouble, okay?"

Chen Xiang looked at Cun Xin's kind and innocent smile, and nodded in a strange way.

Cun Xin took out a wooden plaque made of ordinary wood from his sleeve and handed it to Chen Xiang. The front of the wooden plaque was engraved with the words "When it moves, it stops; when it dies, it lives; when it abolishes, it rises." Such a sentence, engraved on the back The source of this sentence is "Zhuangzi·Heaven and Earth".

"This is—" The eyes of several people converged on the wooden sign. When Chen Xiang wanted to raise her head to ask Cun Xin, she found that she had already left at some point, leaving only a book of words rattling in the wind. Ben, proof someone was there just now.

Cun Xin kept in mind the words of Patriarch Hongjun. After going down to the realm, he was busy managing the waterways in all directions while managing the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas to prevent them from getting out of any basket.However, she found that the current Dragon Clan was unexpectedly peaceful, so she put all her thoughts on waterway management.

On this day, she went to the West Lake in Hangzhou, and in a flash of her mind, she figured out that there must be a flood in the near future, but she couldn't figure out the source of the flood.Thinking of this, the rain fell from the sky, and Cun Xin hurriedly found a place to shelter from the rain. Suddenly, she smelled a looming evil spirit. She turned her head and saw a pair of beautiful and handsome girls: one dressed in white, with skin as clear as fat. , creamy like crisp, slender waist, looking bright.A green dress, delicate and pretty, smart and charming.If she hadn't been familiar with the aura of these monsters, she might have been coaxed over.

Cun Xin twisted her fingertips, her heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly understood the ins and outs of the flood.

Although these two snake monsters haven't done any evil yet, since the Heavenly Dao has given her a foretelling, she can't just watch the disaster happen in the future.

Thinking of this, Cun Xin tightly squeezed the golden hazy bag that Hongjun gave her in her sleeve.

"Hey, Taoist nun, stand back, there is rain on the eaves, if you wet your clothes, you will catch cold." The girl in white reminded her when she was in a daze.

"Oh, that's right." Cun Xin smiled, and quickly stood back, "I won't be able to get in the rain now. Thank you for reminding me."

"It's okay, everyone is away from home, it's necessary to help each other. Taoist, it's your first time going down the mountain, I think you are full of travel and dust, and you don't bring rain gear, do you need me to lend you an umbrella?" The girl in white As soon as she finished speaking, the girl in Tsing Yi pulled down her sleeves, and the girl in white gave her a veiled wink, then said to Cun Xin: "If the Taoist aunt is far away, I will give this umbrella to the Taoist aunt."

"Girl is kind-hearted, I'll accept your wish, just use the umbrella, let's leave this umbrella to those who need it more." As Cun Xin said, she picked up the rain shield and walked into the rain and fog until she couldn't see her figure.

"It's really strange, why did you let us go again when you were clearly trying to kill us just now, sister, what do you think?" Xiaoqing looked at Bai Suzhen, only to find that she was staring at an ordinary wooden sign in her hand in a daze.

"This is……"

"Things that can save lives." Bai Suzhen put away the wooden sign that Cun Xin quietly left for her, and said with a smile.

"There are three wooden plaques in total. Who will you give this one to?"

On this day, Cun Xin unconsciously walked to a temple with the last wooden sign in her arms. She looked up and found a bright red sea of ​​trees in front of her. When she looked carefully, it was full of red ribbons fluttering—— It was written by the couples secretly determined to be married for life, and this tree can't even hang it.The redness is like the rouge on the cheeks of girls.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way." A couple pushed Cun Xin aside and found a place with great difficulty. After hanging the red silk and tokens they bought on the tree, the woman looked at the young man with tears in her eyes. : "You are not allowed to fail me!"

"Don't worry, I will never let you down! I like you so much, why would I abandon you? Once I win the Juren, I will immediately marry you with eight palanquins! Let the old man prove it!"

"Woooooooo, you have to remember!"

Cun Xin saw the scene in front of her, and a man's voice faintly passed by her ears, "Marrying Cun Xin was a mistake from the beginning." She blinked her eyes in bewilderment, and her eyes quickly recovered.

Cun Xin looked at the crowds gathering under the tree, and suddenly took it into consideration.

A quarter of an hour later—

"It's free to look at the marriage, and give a pair of concentric cards! Just for the marriage, no money!" Cun Xin put the newly conjured wooden card and a lot of miscellaneous things that deduce fate on the table, and shouted loudly.

Soon, a large group of men and women gathered, and they pretended to be deduced, and said a lot of good things in different ways, and gave away a pair of "concentric cards" to coax those couples. With a smile on his face, he happily thanked him repeatedly before leaving.

It's a pity that the wooden sign in Cun Xin's hand has never been given out.Ancestor Hongjun said she wanted to give it to a predestined person, and she gave one to Chen Xiang and the other to Bai Suzhen, all of which she gave out on a whim, but she never met the person to give to the last wooden sign .

"Infatuation, hatred, and greed. There is only one greed left." Cun Xin thought to herself, but when she looked up, she found that the sunset had slowly set, and night was approaching. She sighed, the time left by the ancestor was running out, If she can't give it within three days, then she will no longer be able to recast the incomplete fairy soul - the fairy soul is related to her previous life, and if she wants to truly break through the demons and become holy, then she must restore her memory.

Cun Xin wanted to become a saint and be at ease forever, so she had to do this step.

Just when Cun Xin dragged her chin and looked at the tortoise shell on the table in a daze, a pleasant male voice came from above her head: "Cun Xin is a god, why are you here?"

"Ah?" Cun Xin raised her eyes ignorantly, and saw that it was Erlang God whom she hadn't seen for a long time——Yang Jian. Quickly said: "Why did the gods come to the human world? Could it be the Queen Mother's will?"

"En." Yang Jian replied, but did not elaborate. Instead, he squatted down and looked at the pile of messy things on Cunxin's table with interest: "Could it be that Shangshen is doing fortune-telling for those mortals?" ?”

"It can also be said that," Cun Xin blinked her eyes, "Because I want to understand the sentiments of the people, and it happens that this is the Yuelao Temple, so I set up a stall here to give free fortune-telling to those couples, and give them a pair after the fortune-telling." Concentric card, many people come, and there is a lot of information that can be collected.”

Yang Jian's internal injury from holding back his laughter, Cun Xin's serious nonsense appearance is really cute, and then his eyes slowly turned cold again, and the last trace of smile disappeared.

"How about you tell me a fortune?"

"what?"

"Forget it, let's see where my wife is."

Yang Jian stared at Cunxin's eyes and spoke slowly.