Chapter 519 I remember your voice

  "Zihua personally designed and built this place. With his intellect, there must be some way to activate this eight-way altar even without a lot of people."

  Feng Qianwei had seen that memory scene, that master craftsman was really amazing.

  "Except for the ancestor himself, I am afraid that no one knows the mystery."

  Zixuan looked at this huge altar and said dejectedly.

   "Unless the ancestor is reborn, I am afraid that no one can open this altar alone."

  He didn't expect that he would fail here. They finally came here, they were already standing on this altar, but they couldn't open it.

   "It is impossible to rebirth Zihua, but if you want to know the mystery, you may ask him."

  Feng Qianwei silently thought in her heart that she merged her soul consciousness with the purple cloud black bird fan she carried with her. The next moment, she felt a powerful soul that was as vast as the ocean.

  That should be the soul of Zihua!

  After countless years of tempering, his soul has become stronger and stronger.

He is a genius known as a master craftsman, capable of forging countless ingenious objects, allowing a group of paper butterflies to fly, making puppets become construction workers, building many magnificent buildings that are difficult to reach by manpower, and many unheard of kits. thing.

  In these years, he tempered his soul in the Ziyun Xuanque fan, just waiting for a long time, his soul will not dissipate.

  Her soul appeared in the space inside the purple cloud black bird fan, and saw that it turned into a lotus lake with a beautiful house on the lake.

  Here is the power of the soul of Zihua, and the space constructed is like a paradise.

"Is anyone here?"

  Feng Qianwei stood on the grass by the lake, and whispered.

  The sun is shining here, and the water above the lotus lake is sparkling, which looks very peaceful.

  Her voice echoed clearly in this small piece of world, and reached the ears of the man who was resting in the house.

  He poked his head out of the window and looked at Feng Qianwei.

  "You are the little girl who awakens me by singing!"

  Zihua calmly looked at Feng Qianwei, her eyes looked like a deep ocean that couldn't be seen to the bottom, she didn't know his true emotions.

   "I remember your voice."

  His voice fell unhurriedly, a light sigh, a bit of loneliness, and more loss.

  He thought that after waiting so long, he finally waited for the person he was looking for, but God made a big joke with him, and the person who awakened him was not the woman he had waited for thousands of years.

   "Although you are not her, I still thank you for awakening me."

  His words made Feng Qianwei a little puzzled. Now he knows that the person who awakened him was not the one, shouldn’t he become angry?

   "Why thank me?"

   Feng Qianwei asked.

  "If you didn't wake me up, our Zizu might be annihilated. My death in those days would have brought a fatal blow to Ziyun Nation. Although I have made myself perfect, I am sorry to my people."

  Zihua is a reasonable person, and did not anger her because Feng Qianwei awakened him.

   "The Ziyun country today is indeed extremely downright, and it is the last small country on the Qinglian Continent."

  Feng Qianwei told him the truth, if he was still alive, Ziyun Country should now be a first-class empire.

  I have to say that he is really very powerful, and he has prospered a dynasty by himself.

   "Did Ziyun Nation fall to this point?"

  Zihua was a little dumb when she heard Feng Qianwei's words.

  After a moment of silence, he spoke again.

  "When you came to me, there should be something to ask me. In return for you to wake me up, I can promise you a request."

  (End of this chapter)