Transformed into a Princess of the Late Ming Dynasty: Invincible

Zhao Fujin looked down at her figure in the lake, and saw her own reflection in the water. She was 175 cm tall (175 cm in the Song Dynasty was only a little over 5 feet tall), wearing the most gorgeous silk dress she wore for offering sacrifices to heaven. She touched the pure gold phoenix crown on her head, the gold and jade hairpins, the pure gold hairpin, the gold foil flower on her forehead, the earrings, the necklace, the bracelets on her hands, and the gold belt around her waist.

This is the clothing worn when offering sacrifices to the gods, but why didn’t the pair of high-heeled shoes I used for offering sacrifices appear in my dream? Now I am barefoot, and there is a gold ring on my foot, but it doesn’t hurt my feet when I step on the grass.

Zhao Fujin looked up and saw a huge emerald green tree standing in the middle of an endless grassland. Its branches grew into the sky, like a Jianmu tree supporting the heaven and the earth, and behind it hung a ray of light that blocked out the sky.

"Where is this? Hello! Is anyone there?"

At this moment, a stream of light suddenly flashed out from the tree and turned into a huge light and shadow, dozens of feet tall, with long hair intertwined with snow-white and emerald green, wearing a white and green shining divine outfit, and crystal bare feet faintly visible under the skirt.

Zhao Fujin knelt down immediately upon seeing this, with his hands on the ground, and the hairpin earrings on his head jingled.

"Your servant, I pay my respects to the gods."

This is really seeing the gods. In the past, when offering sacrifices to heaven, I never saw the gods appear, let alone seeing the true bodies of gods. Since ancient times, the Qin Emperor and Han Wudi both prayed to the gods but never saw them. Today, as a woman, I am fortunate enough to see the gods.

"I summoned you here today because I see you will face misfortune in the future. I see how miserable and pitiful you will be. I have come to change your fate and spread my name along the way."

Down below, Zhao Fujin heard the spirit's words and realized her fate was tragic and pitiful. Could it be that her future husband was a tyrant or a heartless person?

"Please ask the spirits to guide Fujin."

At this time, Zhu Mianzhu, who had transformed into the divinely-armored Great Mercy Tree King, imitated the voice of the Great Mercy Tree King in his memory and spoke, guided by the memory of the Great Mercy Tree King for thousands of years:

"I need to spread my name in this world. Are you willing to serve me? Your body and soul belong to me."

When Zhao Fujin heard what the gods above said, he was shocked. They actually asked for so much.

However, since ancient times, matters concerning gods have mostly been rumors. Almost every emperor has prayed to gods and Buddhas, but they all grew old, turned into dry bones, and were even stolen by later generations. What happened in my dream today was surprisingly real.

Zhao Fujin secretly pinched her thigh. The silk skirt was very thin, and she could feel the thigh flesh at once. She pinched it hard, but as expected, she felt nothing. It was just a dream.

Zhao Fujin thought about it for a moment and decided that if he met the wrong person for the rest of his life and lived an unhappy life, it would be better to be alone and follow the Buddha's teachings.

"If the gods wish to save Fukujin from his misfortune, Fukujin will offer everything in his body, inside and out, to the gods."

After saying that, she kowtowed three times to the ground with the hairpin and step-shake on her head, making a tinkling sound.

When the Great Kind Tree King in the sky heard Zhao Fujin's agreement, he shrank to the size of a normal human, stood in front of Zhao Fujin, and said:

"Get up"

Zhao Fujin was startled when he heard the voice coming from his ear. It was so close. He looked up and saw that the god had turned into a life-size figure and was standing in front of him.

At this time, the four-leaf clover in the pupils of the Great Compassion Tree King glowed slightly. He looked at Zhao Fujin, raised his snow-white right hand, and pointed at the center of Zhao Fujin's head. A stream of plant spiritual power passed through the gold sticker on his forehead and entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a colorless and transparent spiritual light flashed out. This mortal spiritual light was extremely fragile, like the light of a firefly. This was Zhao Fujin's true spirit. Then, the spirit of grass and trees transformed this colorless and transparent spiritual light into the appearance of the divinely dressed Great Compassionate Tree King.

In times of crisis, an incarnation can be manifested. This incarnation does not contain Zhu Mianzhu's consciousness. It is a completely divine incarnation with no personal emotions, only gains and losses.

The control of the natal true spirit requires the person being controlled to willingly give up everything inside and outside before being controlled by others. This is also an insurance that the universe gives to all living beings.

Once your true spirit falls into the hands of another person, she can control everything about the other person. The other person may even naturally think that this is what he wants to do. No matter how many times he reincarnates, he will be controlled by her for generations to come.

However, Zhu Mianzhu did not want this power of control. After all, the cost this time might be a lot and very important. Zhu Mianzhu would never allow betrayal.

After the true spirit was completely dyed into emerald green, a miniature shadow of the world tree appeared under the golden sticker above Zhao Fujin's head, and then Zhu Mianchu's mind moved, and it disappeared.

"Since you have agreed, you will serve me for all eternity. My followers in the mortal world must be pure yin beings. When necessary, you will accept my arrival with your body."

"As a reward, your body will gradually transform into a divine body. Your flesh will age eternally, and your soul will be immortal. As your consciousness synchronizes with this deity, you will be able to use this deity's divine power."

"The name of the deity is: Mahāsamādhiṣṭhāra, the Lord of Great Auspiciousness and Wisdom"

After hearing this, Zhao Fujin bowed his head and said:

"Thank God for His grace."

Following a flash of emerald green light, a paper book appeared in the hands of the Great Compassion Tree King, who spoke:

“This is your future record.”

After he finished speaking, the book automatically flew towards Zhao Fujin, who quickly stretched out his hands to catch it.

"This matter is over. If you wish to see me again, you must find a real medium."

After saying this, this world slowly dissipated. As the last ray of light faded away, Zhao Fujin was kicked out of the dream and returned to reality.

Late at night, in a side hall of Yanfu Palace, a flash of lightning outside the window illuminated the room. Lying on the bed, Zhao Fujin, dressed in a single piece of clothing, suddenly opened her eyes. Seeing that she was in the boudoir, she couldn't help but feel relieved. It turned out that everything was a dream.

For some reason, the memory of the dream is so clear. Just now in the dream, a strange god told me that I would have tragic experiences and misfortunes in the future.

He handed everything over to a strange god, not even knowing whether the god was a good god or an evil god, and just handed himself over.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fujin took a deep breath. It turned out that it was all a dream. Zhao Fujin looked at the still dark sky outside the window and continued to sleep soundly.

The moment Zhao Fujin turned sideways, a thin booklet slipped out of his arms.