"Yes, Peony is the Holy Maiden who disappeared thirteen years ago in the Immortal Heavenly Palace. Peony gently wiped away the faint tears from the corners of her eyes, and silently walked to the open window to look at the blue sky and white clouds outside the sky. Suddenly, Peony slowly measured her face, and a sweet smile suddenly bloomed on her face.

"The saint is the most sacred identity on the grassland, and in the hearts of the grassland people, the saint is the god's residence. Childe, the identity of peony should be no worse than the name of the twilight snow of a thousand mountains, right? In the world, two women standing at the top of the world like Childe at the same time, is Childe secretly happy in his heart?

"In the past, Peony was so gentle and graceful, I always thought that Peony was as glutinous and lovely as my ladies in Gangnam Province, but I didn't expect that Peony you also have such a narcissistic side. Ning Yue suddenly sat up from the bed and gently flicked her sleeves. If Ning Yue had another fan in her hand at this moment, she would look more like a Jiangnan genius.

After resting for these times, Ning Yue's injuries in her body were rapidly repaired under the nourishment of endless spiritual power. In fact, even if there was no decoction of peony, Ning Yue could recover naturally and quickly.

Ning Yue suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly lowered her head, only to find that the clothes on her body were no longer what she was wearing before. Not only that, but the clothes on his body are also the costumes of Kyushu in the Central Plains, wearing a green shirt with a white background, and the sleeves fluttering like flowing clouds. This dress seems to be the most favorite dress of Jiangnan talents.

Seeing Ning Yue looking down at the clothes on her body, Peony's pretty face climbed up two blush again. Ning Yue was stunned, and slowly raised her head and stared at the peony, "This dress ......"

Peony's face became even more swollen red, and she could even see two green smoke rising from Peony's ears, and suddenly, Peony looked at Ning Yue's evil smile as if she was annoyed.

"What's the big deal, back then, the sword life of the son was on the line, and it wasn't Peony who served the son single-handedly? Childe's body...... Where is the peony...... Where haven't I seen ......."

Although the words were so domineering, Peony's head was already lowered to her chest, like an ostrich, trying to bury her head between the twin peaks. The evil smile on Ning Yue's face became even more unscrupulous, and her frivolous eyebrows seemed to be a spring stretching and contracting.

"Peony, where do you want to go? I asked, where did I get this dress on me? It shouldn't be possible to find a shop on the grassland that sells the services of the Central Plains, right? And it's so clean and new?"

"Huh......? It turned out that Childe was asking about this ......" Peony was suddenly at a loss, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground and get into it directly.

"Otherwise? Oh...... It turns out that Peony thinks I'm blaming you for taking off my clothes?" Ning Yue's strange voice suddenly made Peony even more embarrassed, and suddenly her figure flashed, and she rushed into Ning Yue's arms, raised her pink fist, and hit Ning Yue's chest fiercely.

Ning Yue endured it with a smile on her face, because Peony was so heavy in love, he couldn't bear it, so he could only bear the fists of the herbs and the accusations of grievances. However, how could Peony really get angry and angry, and suddenly hugged Ning Yue tightly, for fear that Ning Yue would disappear in a blink of an eye.

"This dress was sewn by me in my spare time in the past two years, and it was originally made for my son. Peony often thinks about what Childe will look like when he wears the clothes sewn by Peony, and Peony has always wanted to live a life of male cultivators and female weavers.

These are ordinary lives for ordinary people, but they are a luxury that peony will never have. Childe is not a peony, but peony is not wanted by anyone except Childe. Moreover, Peony is so stupid, stupid only likes the son who is dead to Miss. In this way, isn't Peony just having a dream that will never wake up?"

Slowly Peony raised her head and looked at Ning Yue's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, "Childe has me in his eyes...... Childe, is it okay to help Peony complete the inheritance ceremony and help Peony become a real saint!"

Ning Yue's body trembled violently, and instantly pushed away Peony's shoulders holding Peony, staring at Peony's eyes sharply, the meaning in those eyes was so complicated, "How do you accept the inheritance? Your sister is a saint and not you......"

"It's always been a peony, it's always been a peony. It is the peony that awakens the blood of the saint, not the sister. Otherwise, why did my sister bring peony when she accepted the inheritance? Thirteen years ago, it was peony. ”

"That's not good, you're not the saint of the grassland, you're my peony......"

"Childe, the war has begun, and you don't want to, right? You don't want the people of the Central Plains to experience the flames of war, and Peony doesn't want the people of the grassland to experience the flames of war. I forgot before, so I can live in the Central Plains for eleven years with peace of mind.

Later, Peony remembered and returned to the grassland to see a grassland that was about to move towards peaceful reunification. Peony thinks that the grassland does not need a saint, and Peony can still miss her son in a corner of the grassland.

However, war has broken out again, this time to sweep across the steppes and the Central Plains. Peony is a saint, and this is not fate, but responsibility. As long as I become a saint, I can avoid this war. Isn't that what you want, Childe?"

"Avoided once, and there is a second time, this major event of the rise and fall of the world should not be carried on your shoulders. Ning Yue's red eyes widened, and at this moment he realized how reluctant he was to give up the peony.

"I'm a saint, I don't carry anyone? And I believe in Childe, Childe must have a way, isn't it? The grassland you see is so barbaric, bloody, not civilized, not productive, except for killing and destruction.

But isn't this helpless? The grasslands are so barren that there is only grass left except for the mountains. They can only graze and wait for the cattle and sheep to grow. Once they encounter natural and man-made disasters, they can only watch.

Wars are not just about plundering, but more often about reducing the population of the steppes. Look at the herdsmen outside, how kind and kind they are, when they are well fed and clothed, where are they savage and cruel?

It's all about survival, and only when faced with a desperate situation, they will pick up a knife, pick up a bow and arrow, and become a butcher. ”

"Peony, have you changed? Or am I wrong? You even started to excuse the grassland hulus, and even spoke for them?"

"I didn't, as far as I can remember. In my mind, there is the history of the development of the entire grassland, and that scene is the epic of blood and tears of the people of the grassland and the heavens.

Each generation of saints, in addition to enjoying a noble status, also has a mission to help the grassland out of the predicament. Every generation of saints has worked hard and even given their lives for it.

In order to eliminate the cruelty and bloodthirstiness of the grassland people, she did not hesitate to invite the world's deepest Buddhist Buddha to go to the grassland, hoping that through the integration of Central Plains Buddhism and Tantric Buddhism, she would resolve the anger in the hearts of the grassland people with great compassion.

But alas, it failed. A catastrophe of life, a catastrophe of destruction, successive saints have never given up. But Peony was luckier than them, because Peony met the most amazing man in the world. Gongzi once said that to maintain the world, it can be Datong, the grassland and the Central Plains Kyushu, is there any possibility of Datong?"

"Of course there is!" Ning Yue's hand pressing on Peony's shoulders slowly slipped down, and from Peony's eyes, Ning Yue saw her determination. Once a woman has decided on one thing, maybe ten cows and ten horses will not be able to pull it back.

Ning Yue sighed lightly, "The saintess of the previous generation actually wanted to use compassion to dispel anger? I don't know if it's stupid or naïve? Once there is a benefit, everyone will rush to it. When there are more people who rush to it, habits and rules will be formed, habits will make people agree, and rules will make people self-disciplined.

The cultural products of the grassland and the Central Plains are close to each other, and they have the basis of mutual benefit. Twenty years ago, Qianchongshan, the envoy of Liangzhou Jiedu, had seen this, but unfortunately, he was too far ahead of the times and was criticized as hysteria.

In fact, in my opinion, this is a good medicine that really cures the contradictions between the two countries. The only downside may be that it takes too long. The world is not a big one, and this run-in and adaptation time may be a long, long time......"

"Childe, then you can help Peony accomplish this feat that no one has accomplished since ancient times! The Central Plains don't want war, and neither do we in the grassland. Peony gently came behind Ning Yue, and tightened the back of the landlord Ning Yue.

"Peony, if you want to inherit the Holy Maiden, what do you need me to do?" Ning Yue finally agreed to Peony. Even if he is reluctant in his heart, his reluctance is only his selfishness. From the perspective of Da Zhou's interests, Peony becoming a saint is of great benefit to Da Zhou. At least the current war could have been avoided.

Moreover, with the memories and history of her previous life, Ning Yue did have a way to let the Central Plains Kyushu and the grassland live in peace. But all of this requires a premise, that is, the grassland must also have the will to take the initiative to maintain peace, and there is a person who will take the lead in promoting this will.

Obviously, Peony is one of the best candidates. The status of the saint on the grassland is higher than the imperial power, and Ning Yue also has enough voice within the Great Zhou Dynasty. The basis for maintaining peace was already there, and Ning Yue had no reason to refuse.

"The Dharma King now holds the absolute power of the Immortal Heavenly Palace, and the Heavenly Venerables are kept in the dark by him and cannot know it, even if I go to the Holy Mountain to reveal my identity, I will be caught in the net. The strength of the Dharma King is superb, even if the prince is not enough to fight against him......"

"Not only is it invincible, it's simply vulnerable. I can't imagine that the Dharma King of your Immortal Heavenly Palace actually has the terrifying strength of the Asking Dao Realm. Even if I joined forces with Zheyue Tianzun, I couldn't even take a light move from the Dharma King......" Ning Yue lowered her head and shook her head silently and sighed. Although I don't want to admit it, the truth is so cruel.

"Therefore, I must first get the approval of the Heavenly Venerables, and once the Heavenly Venerables agree, no matter how powerful the Dharma King is, there is nothing to fear. In addition to the relics of the Holy Maiden, there are two other things that can be proved. It's just that it has never appeared in the world for thousands of years, so many people don't know, but Tianzun, who is a master of decision-making, can. ”

"Oh, what?"

"The Sun Sutra and the Great Sun Golden Wheel!"

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