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Zhang Ziyu nodded, then looked at the graves of Zhao Linger and her grandmother.

The black phantom of the vortex of reincarnation appeared behind him, and with a wave of his hand, the tomb was separated, and the power of reincarnation began to play a role.

Soon, Zhang Ziyu found his grandma's soul from reincarnation, and came back from the dead, his body that had turned into bones was quickly returning to its original appearance.

After a while, grandma slowly opened her eyes, and there was a sound from the coffin.

Zhang Ziyu lifted the lid of the coffin with a wave of his hand, and then grandma came out gradually, her eyes full of confusion.

"Aren't I dead? Happy?"

She saw Li Xiaoyao, at this time Li Xiaoyao's eyes were reddish, he put down Yiru by his side, and hurried to help his grandma up.

"Grandma is fine, and it will be fine in the future."

Grandma's resurrection made Li Xiaoyao completely convinced that he would see Ling'er in a while. He helped her up and comforted her softly.

Although she didn't understand the current situation, but looking at the situation in front of her, she didn't ask much.

Li Xiaoyao looked at Zhang Ziyu nervously, but suddenly he stopped.

He asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

"Open the coffin, you need to find someone else to save her."

"What?!"

Li Xiaoyao was stunned. Zhang Ziyu's words meant that Zhao Ling'er could not be revived.

"how come?!"

In his opinion, Zhang Ziyu's strength is probably already able to catch up with the ancient three emperors, and he must be a big man who reaches heaven and earth.

Could it be that even he couldn't do it? For a while, Li Xiaoyao almost lost his ability to think.

Zhang Ziyu said, "She can be resurrected, but her soul is not in reincarnation."

The descendants of Nuwa lost their souls to reincarnation, and their souls returned to the Holy Spirit Orb.

Originally, Zhang Ziyu was not sure whether this statement was true, or what the situation was in the current world of Immortal Sword One and Immortal Sword Three.

Now I have tried it and found that it is so, so there are some things worth pondering.

There was a holy spirit bead in Xianjian III, but it was the projection of light from the intersection of five spirit beads to form a treasure.

It will only be formed when the five spirit beads meet, instead of existing from beginning to end, it must not be the place where the soul returns.

In other words, if there really is a Holy Spirit Bead that gathers the souls of Nuwa's descendants, it must have been hidden.

Zhang Ziyu snapped his fingers, and Zhao Linger's coffin was opened, revealing his recovered body, plump and reddish, full of spiritual power, no different from ordinary people except that he had no soul.

The body floated to Li Xiaoyao's side, he hugged him and looked at Zhang Ziyu: "My lord."

"Take me to the Nuwa Temple."

"good"

The Nuwa Temple is the ultimate goal of Zhang Ziyu's visit this time, and all the clues point to the problem.

After all, the two of them did not stay on Xianling Island for dinner, and flew directly towards the southern border.

The Nuwa Temple is located in the deep mountains outside Dali City. Although it is called a temple, it is rarely visited by people due to certain factors.

The beliefs of the ancient Three Emperors have already been impacted, and the beliefs of gods have been spread all over the world, but the beliefs of Nuwa, the human race, are limited to the southern border, and not everyone knows about them.

In this way, it is not incomprehensible that no one cares about this ancient Nuwa Temple.

The two came near the temple, and the ancient trees and vines almost hid the road.

Li Xiaoyao had been here before when he was in Southern Xinjiang, otherwise it would be difficult to find this place.

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Not long after standing still, there was a sound of friction among the bushes, and a white deer came out of the bushes.

It glowed with white light, peaceful and calm, and lowered its head towards Zhang Ziyu.

"this?"

This scene surprised Li Xiaoyao, because the White Deer was inviting Zhang Ziyu?

"Go with it."

Zhang Ziyu smiled, and then said to Li Xiaoyao.

Li Xiaoyao nodded, holding Zhao Ling'er's body, and Zhang Ziyu followed the white deer towards the Nuwa Temple.

The white deer walked lightly in front, jumping between the bushes and paths, surrounded by flowers blooming, the fragrance of flowers lingering, butterflies dancing, and birds lingering around, it was all a vision.

Li Xiaoyao was surprised, and felt that something was wrong in his heart, so he just followed Zhang Ziyu and continued to walk forward.

Finally came to an ancient temple, the stone material is covered with green vines and white flowers, and these vines are open.

The white deer stopped under the high stone steps, and the flying butterflies and birds that followed also landed on the branches of the surrounding trees.

Zhang Ziyu smiled, climbed the stone steps, and entered the temple.

There are not many decorations in the temple, only a tall statue stands in the center, with a snake-tailed body, a benevolent face, and pity in his eyes, as if he cares about everything.

"Maoshan sent Zhang Ziyu to visit rashly and met Senior Nuwa."

Li Xiaoyao's eyes widened, because he heard the word Nuwa from Zhang Ziyu's mouth, but he still couldn't believe it.

Isn't Empress Nuwa dead?

The light of the god statue gathered, and under Zhang Ziyu's gaze, it gradually condensed into a phantom in the shape of a human.

The appearance is extremely beautiful, noble and mysterious, but it makes people feel extraordinarily close.

"Don't be too polite, I never thought that there would be someone comparable to the Three Emperors in the human race."

Nu Wa's eyes fell on Zhang Ziyu, staring at him.

"It's just a coincidence."

Zhang Ziyu smiled at Nuwa and said, "I want to trouble Senior Nuwa with something when I come here today."

"You came here for Ling'er's soul, right?"

Nuwa looked at Ling'er in Li Xiaoyao's arms, with pity in her eyes, Xu Ying's hand tapped, and a holy spirit pearl appeared in the hall.

I saw Nuwa phantom hand seal together, a soul flew out from it, it was Zhao Linger's soul.

As soon as the soul appeared, he bowed to Nuwa every step of the way.

Nuwa smiled and said, "Go back, child."

Zhao Linger's soul nodded slowly, then turned around and plunged into her body, the light enveloped the body.

"Fellow Daoist, I still need your strength."

"As it should."

With a touch in Zhang Ziyu's hand, the power of reincarnation poured into Zhao Ling'er's body, and finally the power of soul and body gradually merged, and then he woke up.

"Brother Xiaoyao"

When the sound of Brother Xiaoyao came from Zhao Linger's mouth, Li Xiaoyao couldn't hold back anymore, water flowed from the corner of his eyes, and hugged Zhao Linger tightly.

"I'm never letting go again."

Zhang Ziyu couldn't help shaking his head as he ate the melon, feeling a little kowtowed, even Nuwa, who was an ancient god, had a loving face on his face.

Nuwa's descendants can obtain happiness, which is also what she, as a creator, wants to see.

"Fellow Daoist, take them away, hide their names and never expose them."

But at this time, Nuwa suddenly looked at Zhang Ziyu, with a request in her words.

"Um?"

Zhang Ziyu was a little puzzled and asked, "Are you worried about Fuxi in this world?"

Nuwa shook her head and said: "As time gradually stretches, Fuxi realizes that this world will only happen sooner or later, but maybe it will be faster now."

Zhang Ziyu frowned, and understood the meaning: "My dream-returning fairy soul?"

Nu Wa nodded, and said: "With the strength of Daoist friends, the movement of Huimeng Immortal Soul must not be small, and the probability of him being able to discover this world is naturally not small."