Wei Ziqing would never have thought that he and his mother-in-law's mother would miss it like this at this time.

Of course, I would not have thought that because of myself, Zixuan, who would have escaped from Nanzhao for a while in the original book, left for a long time in advance.

Now he is all focused on Qingyan's body, and his excitement about seeing Nuwa.

When I first met Nuwa, I had too many puzzles.

These incomprehensions, even now Wei Ziqing can't explain them clearly, for example, why does Nuwa Niangniang know that what she has cultivated is the Seven Realms?

Why is it as if when you see yourself, you already know that you are coming?

None of this is confusing......

But it's not important, the important thing is whether Nuwa Sage, the Mother of the Earth, can let herself return to the world of Xianyi and let herself meet her lovely daughter.

At this moment, the Nuwa Temple is not as dilapidated as it will be in the future, and the solemn statue of Nuwa is ethereal and sacred under the halo of incense.

On the wall on the side, a portrait of a unicorn came to life, Wei Ziqing recognized it, and the unicorn on that portrait was the unicorn that gave him the unicorn horn in the first place.

The only difference is that now, the corners on the picture are still complete, and it is more imposing, as if it is really a living unicorn standing in front of him.

Waving his sleeves and stroking his shirt, lighting incense, no matter how powerful he is, Wei Ziqing has always maintained his admiration for the Nuwa saint.

Not only because Ling'er is his descendant, but also because this heaven and earth, the human race, were all created by Nuwa.

This kind of heaven and earth merit, in any respect, has always been a place that Wei Ziqing has never been able to reach in his life.

"Nuwa Niangniang, go down to Wei Ziqing again, I implore Nuwa Niangniang for something, and I implore Nuwa Niangniang to ask to see ......"

A lifeless statue, but Wei Ziqing knew that it looked like a very ordinary statue like this, and it was inextricably linked with Nuwa Niangniang.

At the moment when the incense was lit, Wei Ziqing believed that Nuwa Niangniang had already known about her arrival.

However, time passed minute by minute in Wei Ziqing's nervous and anxious waiting, and the incense was about to burn out, and Nuwa Niangniang did not appear.

"Nuwa Niangniang......"

Wei Ziqing muttered, and his heart sank more and more.

Doesn't she see herself?

Why don't you see yourself?

What the hell is going on?

She should remember herself!

No...... Can't be missed...... I want to go back to find my daughter, I want to go back to find my own Qingyan, how can I go back without Nuwa's help?

Wei Ziqing's face was full of unwillingness, and he was just about to ask Nuwa Niangniang to meet him, when at this moment, a very ethereal voice suddenly spread throughout Nuwa Temple, and this voice couldn't catch any tracks, as if it came from heaven and earth, and it seemed to appear from his heart.

"Nuwa Niangniang......"

Wei Ziqing's heart was extremely excited, and he hurriedly looked up at the statue, and sure enough, the lifeless statue was already alive.

Although it was like a light veil, I could still see a majestic but invisible, majestic woman wearing a green veil looking at her dignified and benevolent there.

It's just that the difference is that there is also a trace of doubt and incomprehension in that gaze.

"Who are you? How do you know that Ben Holy is here? And so desperate to see Ben ...... More importantly, why do you have a trace of my descendants......"

Nuwa's eyes were full of puzzlement, in fact, she had already arrived here, but she didn't appear directly.

The man in front of him has too many things that make him puzzled, especially why he has the breath of his descendants, this aura is too strong, and it has surpassed what ordinary descendants can get into.

More importantly, that Nuwa doesn't know why, she has a feeling that this man is inextricably linked to herself......

Forehead......

The words of the Nuwa Sage made Wei Ziqing's pupils shrink.

This Nuwa Niangniang doesn't know herself?

It shouldn't be!

Could it be...... Because now I'm in the world of Xiansan, and Xianyi hasn't started yet?

But this is not right, if this is the case, how can this Nuwa in front of her bring Li Xiaoyao back?

No, it's not right, what the hell is going on?

If Nuwa doesn't know herself now, then in the future, how can she tell her identity at a glance?

There was too much confusion in his heart, Wei Ziqing didn't dare to say more, took a deep breath and said: "Go down to Wei Ziqing, Nuwa Niangniang may not know that hundreds of years later, your descendant Ling'er is the wife of Zaixia, and Zai Xia also had a conversation with the saint at the beginning......"

"Hundreds of years from now?"

Hearing this, the Nuwa Sage was slightly stunned, obviously frightened by Wei Ziqing's words, but quickly shook his head: "No, this saint began to arrange it a hundred years ago, planning for the upcoming things for a thousand years, until a few hundred years later, Li Xiaoyao was sent to the present, but there is no existence of you, it is the river of fate, and there is no trace of you, you said that you will see this saint in a few hundred years, how is this possible?" ”

This Nuwa has been peeking into the future since a hundred years ago, and even more so a thousand years later, is this the means of a saint?

It's just, how should Wei Ziqing explain?

From the beginning of the immortal to now, too many things have happened in the middle, even if it is explained, can Zhenghe Nuwa Niangniang believe it?

At this moment, Wei Ziqing's face suddenly changed greatly, and he couldn't stand still, so he knelt down on one knee directly.

His cold sweat flowed, his face was full of horror, he wanted to move, but he couldn't move at all, because at this time, his body had lost consciousness, and he only felt that the depths of his soul seemed to be imprisoned by something, wantonly probing.

At this time, there was a burst of panicked alarm sounds from the system:

"Ding, alarm, alarm! The sage peeps, the system secret is about to be revealed! ”

"Ding, the system opens the defense setting, and everything about the system is hidden!"

"Ding, alarm, the true identity of the fairy sword world is about to be exposed, once it is exposed, it will usher in the wrath of the saint, and the probability of death is one hundred percent!"

"Ding, does the host spend 10,000 points to cover up the true information of the Fairy Sword World and the various worlds it has experienced, and evolve new information to obscure the sage's peep? Please make an immediate decision within three seconds, otherwise the system will force the masking! ”

"Ding, three...... Two...... One...... Deduct 10,000 points, virtual and real, and the crisis is temporarily lifted! ”

"Ding, the power of the saint, the hidden energy of the system is huge, within a year, the system will be completely immersed, please prepare the host!"

"Ding, the system seal is successful!"

The alarms were followed by a strange silence, but Wei Ziqing's face and body were already soaked in cold sweat.

He never thought that this Nuwa Sage would directly use his great magical powers to check his soul!

Wrath!

At this moment, Wei Ziqing was completely angry!

(End of chapter)