Zhao Ling'er didn't seem to understand it, but Lin Qing'er understood it in an instant, because she herself knew a soul returning immortal dream that could make people travel through time and space.

It's just that with her strength, she can only make people go back to the past, but she can't go to the future, because the past is doomed, immutable and unchangeable, and the future is unknown, full of variables, and she can't do it with her strength to shuttle to the future.

Sure enough, I only heard Luo Changfeng continue: "The past has already happened and cannot be changed, but the future is full of infinite possibilities." ”

"I promised Zixuan that I would break the fate of the Nuwa race, so I took advantage of the time and space passage that was opened once in 10,800 years, and crossed time and space to the present, but unfortunately the specific time period is not something I can control. ”

"Fortunately, it's not too late, they all say that the fate of the Nuwa ethnic group will be broken from Ling'er, but in fact, it should be broken from Qing'er. ”

Speaking of this, Luo Changfeng didn't explain more, it was obviously more convincing to speak with facts, he pointed into a sword, and slashed at the outer skin of the wooden lotus, and the outer skin was broken, revealing the humanoid wooden lotus.

"Ah......h

Zhao Ling'er and Anu couldn't help but exclaim, Ah Qing explained to the two in a whisper, but Luo Changfeng ignored them, stretched out his hand and grabbed the stone statue from afar, and a ball of light like starlight floated out of the stone statue.

And the stone statue suddenly lost its charm, a shallow crack appeared from the top of the head, gradually covered with the stone statue, the sound of thin cracking sounded one after another, and the whole stone statue shattered.

When the statue shattered into rubble, a staff carved with a snake, a red cloak, and a beautiful colored bead appeared in the pile.

It is the sacred relics that have been passed down from generation to generation by the Nuwa people, such as the Heavenly Snake Staff, the Cloak of the Living Soul, and the Holy Spirit Bead.

It's just that no one cares about those holy relics now, as soon as the light came out of the stone statue, he wanted to fly towards Zhao Ling'er, but he was imprisoned by Luo Changfeng's power and forcibly entered the wooden lotus.

Waving his hand and throwing a quilt to cover Mu Rong, leaving only his head outside, Luo Changfeng didn't say a word, and directly drove the power of Qiankun Creation to start reshaping Lin Qing'er's body.

Reshaping Lin Qing'er's body is more troublesome than the previous Nie Xiaoqian and the witch Linglong.

Because he not only has to shape Lin Qing'er's body, but also has to pay attention to dividing a force at any time to imprison the remaining Nuwa divine power in her body from flowing to Zhao Ling'er.

At this time, if the divine power is lost, Lin Qing'er's soul will immediately return to the Holy Spirit Bead and turn into the origin of Nuwa's Holy Spirit, which will no longer exist.

Only when the flesh is shaped, her soul is completely fused with the new body, and a spiritual power that does not belong to Nuwa's divine power can be re-cultivated, so that her soul can not be dissolved, can she let go of the shackles on this power and let it flow to Zhao Ling'er.

Although Lin Qing'er only had less than forty percent left in her body, she still possessed the strength of the peak of the Golden Immortal, and it was not so easy to imprison her.

Under everyone's nervous gaze, Mu Rong's green face became fair, her hair grew rapidly, and her appearance became a gentle and beautiful face, which was eight points similar to Zhao Ling'er.

Zhao Ling'er covered her mouth, and tears couldn't stop flowing, it was her, her mother, or the face in her memory, it hadn't changed at all.

When the physical body was completely formed, Lin Qing'er's soul and body fused together, Luo Changfeng output a large amount of spiritual power, imprisoning the remaining Nuwa's divine power, then he broke off the output, turned around and walked down the altar, and said to Aqing: "Aqing, take a set of your clothes and give it to Qing'er." ”

Ah Qing took out a set of his own clothes and walked to Lin Qing'er's side, while Luo Changfeng took Li Xiaoyao to go outside.

Soon, with the help of Ah Qing and Zhao Ling'er, Lin Qing'er, who put on the Crane Shadow Azure Dao robe, held the Heavenly Snake Staff and the Holy Spirit Bead, and wore the Holy Spirit cloak on her shoulder, was surrounded by all the women and walked out.

Lin Qinger's temperament is gentle and tolerant, with a bit of the noble atmosphere of the world, which is heartbreaking.

She walked up to Luo Changfeng, bowed slightly, and said, "Qing'er, thank you seniors for saving your life." ”

Luo Changfeng smiled helplessly: "Do you look like I look like a senior? I don't like others to call me old." ”

Zhao Ling'er, Anu, and Lin Yueru laughed lightly, and Lin Qing'er also pursed her lips and smiled, "Then I'll call you a real person!"

Luo Changfeng shrugged his shoulders and said, "Whatever you want, as long as you don't call your seniors, the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao I left in your mind, you have to cultivate well." ”

"When you refine the spiritual power that I used to imprison your divine power, you will be able to obtain a powerful cultivation, and even if you lose Nuwa's divine power, your life will no longer be endangered. ”

Luo Changfeng's arrangement can be described as leaky, if Lin Qing'er doesn't refine that spiritual power, Nuwa's divine power will not flow to Zhao Ling'er.

Once Nuwa's divine power began to flow to Zhao Ling'er, it meant that that spiritual power had been refined by Lin Qing'er, and she could at least reach the cultivation of the Taiqing Realm, and she would not die again due to the loss of Nuwa's divine power.

Lin Qing'er bowed her head and said: "Qing'er knows, thank you for everything that the real person has done for Qing'er." ”

Luo Changfeng smiled, and then his expression changed, and he said: "You take Ling'er and Anu to see the Southern Barbarian King and resolve the grudge of Black and White Miao, Ah Qing, you go with you to protect them, so as not to draw wages from the bottom of the moon worship cauldron, be careful of the demonic beasts, let's go to the moon worship to settle the account." ”

Ah Qing was naturally fine, Luo Changfeng looked at Li Xiaoyao again, and said, "Xiaoyao, are you ready?"

Li Xiaoyao said in a deep voice: "The Dustless Sword is ready to be unsheathed at any time. ”

"Very well, let's split up!"

......

The capital of the Southern Zhao Kingdom is the Imperial Palace.

Two men, two women, and a group of four people were like entering a no-man's land, and along the way, as long as the black Miao guards in the palace were close to the range of four people and three zhang, they immediately froze in place like fossil carved puppets, unable to move, but the look of horror in their eyes remained.

When the four of them walked past and left their three feet range, they could move again, and the arrows that came from them would also lose power and fall to the ground three feet away.

When Luo Changfeng walked to the front of the palace hall, he paused, turned around and looked at the Black Miao guards who followed them from afar, did not dare to attack them, and did not dare to leave, and said lightly: "Poor Dao will not kill you, it's not that Poor Dao can't kill you, but he can't bear to kill more, after all, you are just a group of poor people who are blinded by the moon." ”

"Now Poor Dao doesn't want to say more to you, and he doesn't want to die innocently, so he will leave the palace, because this place will soon become a battlefield for immortals and demons. ”

After speaking, he ignored the guards, turned around and stepped straight into the main hall, at this time the hall was empty, and on the throne in front of him, there was only a tall and thin man with frosty white temples, he wore a golden crown and was gorgeously dressed, it was the Witch King.

The Witch King's dim eyes looked at the four of them, and in a tone of dying about to fall, he said, "Who are you, and why did you trespass into the palace?"

Luo Changfeng snorted coldly: "Just a tree demon, I dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of the poor road, and I will teach you to be destroyed." ”

Hearing this, the Witch King's face changed greatly, his eyes froze, and he swept away the appearance of being angry, and his right arm stretched forward, instantly turning into a thick vine, which had spread in front of several people in the blink of an eye.

Li Xiaoyao reached out and held the dustless sword behind his back, but before the dustless sword could be unsheathed, a delicate crimson long sword had already stabbed out.

It's just that the force of this sword is light and fluttering, and it doesn't seem to have much power at all, and the vine wraps around and immediately entangles the sword.

The flame spirit Ji Yanran, who stabbed this sword, smiled and said, "Even the fire spirit sword dares to entangle, you really don't know how to write dead words!"