Chapter 519 I Remember Your Voice

"This place was designed and built by Zihua himself. With his ingenuity, he must have left some way. Even if he doesn't need a lot of people, he can activate this Bafang altar."

Feng Qianwei had seen the picture of that memory, and the master craftsman was really amazing.

"Apart from the ancestor himself, I'm afraid no one knows the mystery."

Zi Xuan looked at the huge altar and said sullenly.

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

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

"It's impossible to bring Zihua back to life, but if you want to know the mystery, maybe you can ask him."

Feng Qianwei thought silently in her heart that she merged her soul consciousness with the Ziyun Xuanque Fan she carried with her, and the next moment, she felt a powerful soul 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. He can forge countless ingenious objects, make a group of paper butterflies fly, make puppets become construction workers, and build many magnificent buildings that are difficult to reach by manpower. thing.

Over the years, he has tempered his soul in the Ziyun Xuanque Fan, just for the long waiting time, his soul will not dissipate.

Her soul appeared in the space inside the Ziyun Xuanque Fan, and she saw that it had become a lotus lake, and there was a beautiful house on the lake.

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

"Is anyone here?"

Feng Qianwei stood on the grass by the lake and called out softly.

The sun is shining here, the water on the lotus lake is sparkling, and it looks extraordinarily peaceful.

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

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

"You're the little girl who wakes me up by singing!"

Zihua looked at Feng Qianwei calmly, her eyes seemed to be unable to see the deep sea, not knowing his true emotions.

"I remember your voice."

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

He thought that after waiting for so long, he finally found the person he was looking for, but God played a big joke on him, and the person who woke him up was not the woman he had been waiting for thousands of years.

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

Feng Qianwei was a little puzzled by his words. Now that he knew that the person who woke him up was not the one, shouldn't he be so embarrassed?

"Why thank me?"

Feng Qianwei asked.

"If you hadn't awakened me, our Purple Clan might have been wiped out. My death back then must have brought a fatal blow to the Purple Cloud Country. Although I have fulfilled myself, I am sorry for my clan."

Zihua is a sensible person, and she did not take anger on Feng Qianwei for waking him up.

"Today's Ziyun Kingdom is indeed incomparable, it is the last small country in Qinglian Continent."

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

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

"Did the Ziyun Kingdom actually fall to this point?"

When Zihua heard Feng Qianwei's words, she was suddenly dumbfounded.

After a moment of silence, he spoke again.

"You came to me, you should be begging me for something, and in return for waking me up, I can grant you a request."