Chapter 519

"It was designed and built by Zihua himself. With his intelligence, there must be some way to activate this octagonal altar, even if it doesn't need many people."

Feng Qianwei saw the picture of that memory. The craftsman is really powerful.

"Except for the ancestors themselves, I'm afraid no one knows the mystery."

Zixuan looked at the huge altar and said dejectedly.

"Unless the ancestors are reborn, I'm afraid no one can open this altar alone."

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

"It's impossible for Zihua to be reborn, but if you want to know the secret, maybe you can ask him."

Feng Qianwei thought silently in her heart that she integrated her soul consciousness with the Ziyun xuanque fan she carried with her. At the next moment, she felt a powerful soul as vast as the ocean.

That should be the soul of Zihua!

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

He is a genius known as a 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, as well as many strange and ingenious objects that people have never heard of.

Over the years, he quenched his soul in the purple cloud xuanque fan, just for the long waiting years, his soul will not dissipate.

Her soul appeared in the space inside the purple cloud xuanque fan and saw that it had become a lotus lake with a beautiful house on it.

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

"Is anyone there?"

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

It's sunny here. The water on the lotus lake is sparkling. It looks very quiet.

Her voice clearly echoed in this small world and reached the ears of the men taking a nap in the house.

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

"You are the little girl who sings to wake me up!"

Zihua looked at Xiangfeng Qianwei calmly. Her eyes seemed to be in the deep sea. She didn't know his real emotion.

"I remember your voice."

His voice fell slowly, with a slight sigh, with 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 on him. The person who awakened him was not the woman he had been waiting for for for thousands of years.

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

His words puzzled Feng Qianwei. Now he knows that the person who awakened him is not that person. Shouldn't he be ashamed and become angry?

"Why thank me?"

Feng Qianwei asked.

"If you hadn't awakened me, our purple family might have been destroyed. My death must have brought a fatal blow to the purple cloud country. Although I accomplished myself, I'm sorry for my people."

Zihua is a sensible person and doesn't get angry with her because Feng Qianwei wakes him up.

"Today's Ziyun country is really down and out. It is the last small country in Qinglian continent."

Feng Qianwei told him that if he had been alive, Ziyun country should be a first-class Empire now.

I have to say, he is really very powerful. One person prospered a dynasty.

"Did Ziyun state fall here?"

Zihua was dumbfounded when she heard Feng Qianwei's words.

After a moment of silence, he spoke again.

"When you come to me, you should ask me for something. In return for waking me up, I can promise you a request."