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Once the whereabouts of the Sea Stone can be found, Chen Ziwen will be able to activate the entire system and begin the next mission.

The son of the gods and Buddhas wept silently, his emotional fluctuations throughout the day astonishing. Meanwhile, the sons of the indigenous people on the other side began to observe the group's every move.

The indigenous son would peer out the window every day to observe the various groups of people below, but after a long time, he still couldn't discern anything particularly special.

At this moment, the son of the natives hoped that he could go out and explore, so that he could find the people who had been hiding.

Chen Ziwen slept until the afternoon of the next day. When he woke up, he was in a good mood. As soon as he got up, he saw Liu Xiaoren sleeping on the doorstep.

Chen Ziwen kicked Liu Xiaoren, waking him up, and then sent a message to the others in the group.

"What should we do next?"

Gui Sanyang and Liu Santong came from the Jiangnan School and the Yin-Yang School respectively, specifically to help Chen Ziwen.

Now, ask Chen Ziwen, "What should we do next?"

After hearing what the two of them said, Chen Ziwen smiled and pursed his lips.

"It's pointless to do anything now. This time I need to wait for all of them to come out and show their faces. By the way, where is Xin Xin?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Xiaoren, who had just woken up, pouted and said to the people below.

“Chen Ziwen, if you don’t pay attention, your Xinxin will be snatched away, and that guy is a real heartthrob! He seems to have money, a great physique, and good looks. You should start to feel threatened…”

Hearing this, Chen Ziwen shook his head. He was certain that Li Xinxin was not the kind of person who would change her mind easily.

Looking down at the crowd below, Chen Ziwen realized that the son of the gods and Buddhas was in this place.

Suddenly, the system issued two notifications:

"The son of gods and Buddhas, the roots of the ginkgo tree have already appeared..."

Chen Ziwen laughed heartily after hearing this. He looked down and was about to go downstairs when the system spoke again.

"Children of the natives, the heart of the goddess has appeared..."

In an instant, Chen Ziwen raised his head and looked around the inner walls of the entire castle. Finally, in a corner in the northeast, he saw the figure of a person, a person whose face was covered with patterns.

At this moment, Chen Ziwen laughed heartily, everything had come to him effortlessly.

.......

A strange connection began to develop between the son of the gods and the son of the natives.

The image of Li Xinxin lingered in the mind of the son of gods and Buddhas day and night.

In the Buddhist realm, anger, ignorance, and greed—these thoughts caused his mind to become utterly chaotic.

In a lifetime, one experiences anger, delusion, and greed, yet these very thoughts remain tangled and inextricably linked. How many people have truly weathered the trials of love and loss over the years?

Ordinary people who cultivate in this world can enjoy the seven emotions and six desires of human life, and indulge in the love of all things under heaven.

However, many religious sects and many practitioners in this world are unable to experience the most beautiful emotions in human life.

Even An'an Mitsui, who was revered as the son of a god by the people of the island nation, could not bear it at this moment.

The problems, the faith issues, and the collapse that this brings are not caused by one person alone.

The abbot of Daxiangguo Temple kept his room door tightly shut and chanted scriptures.

The descent of gods and Buddhas is enough to protect one for a hundred years.

The ginkgo tree outside, nearly a thousand years old, could barely survive in this parallel world where spiritual energy was waning and information was beginning to leak out. Rotting had begun at its roots, and its leaves were starting to fall. A monk sweeping below gathered the leaves into a pile. This wasn't the time for a thousand-year-old ginkgo tree to shed its leaves; the premature falling of leaves must mean something had happened.

The son of gods and Buddhas originally fell into this place without any attachments or fantasies. He left this place without any reliance on anyone; he was an extremely pure person. But today, after seeing Li Xinxin, the emotional turmoil in his heart was truly heartfelt.

Li Xinxin sat down to bask in the sun. She had slept for a long time and now needed to stretch her muscles.

The moment he saw Li Xinxin, An'an Mitsui, the son of gods and Buddhas, immediately came downstairs.

Li Xinxin was just about to go for a run when she turned her head and saw An'an Sanjing staring straight at her from the side, which startled her.

"What do you want? I've already told you, don't show your face in front of me. If you continue to act recklessly, I'll call the police..."

An'an Mitsui took a step forward, and Li Xinxin instantly felt threatened. She couldn't help but exclaim:

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Anan Mitsui laughed.

"I didn't have any particular intention; I just acted from my heart. My heart told me to do it, so I did it. When I don't see you all day, I feel restless. I can't concentrate on reciting Buddhist scriptures, and I can't even meditate. But the moment I see you, my heart gradually calms down. They say I've broken the precepts of Buddhism, that I've violated the thoughts of greed, anger, and ignorance..."

Upon hearing this, Li Xinxin frowned.

“You are a Buddhist, you shouldn’t be here. If you take another step forward, I will call for help…”

An'an Mitsui froze, a surge of grievance welling up inside her. Her face remained expressionless, and tears began to fall like pearls.

Seeing this, Li Xinxin, who was standing nearby, suddenly became flustered.

"No, you're a grown man, no, a grown boy, don't just cry like that. This isn't right for us. I... I already have someone I like..."

An'an Mitsui, who knew nothing about love, just wanted to get closer to Li Xinxin.

"I don't understand what love is, nor do I understand those rules they talk about. I just do what I want to do. Right now, I just want to quietly watch you. You go about your business and don't worry about me. Just watching you will bring me peace..."

As soon as he finished speaking, An'an Mitsui sat cross-legged on one of the surrounding trees and stared at Li Xinxin without even blinking.

Li Xinxin was so frustrated that she wanted to pull An'an and Sanjing down from the tree and beat them up. Just as she was about to lose her temper, someone appeared beside her like a ghost.

.........

This person is Christine, the son of the indigenous people.

"An immortal, you possess the aura of an immortal..."

Originally, Li Xinxin was still furious and wanted to find someone to beat up, but as soon as this person finished speaking, she suddenly perked up, turned her head and saw Christine, her face showing a look of lust. At that moment, Li Xinxin couldn't take it anymore and clenched her fists.